As Juggernaut charged forward, he was like a powerful train, barreling toward Wolverine. His sheer size and power made him a strong opponent.
With precision born of years of combat experience, Wolverine evaded Juggernaut's ferocious attack with ease. He moved swiftly, aiming good slashes at Juggernaut's legs hoping to diminish his strength and slow him down.
"Beast, hurry up, inject that shit!" Wolverine called out urgently, his voice laced with determination as he maintained his defensive stance.
After Wolverine told him to, Beast quickly jumped onto Juggernaut's back to give him the injection. But it wasn't easy. Juggernaut was huge and strong, making it hard for Beast to control him.
Juggernaut lets out a loud roar, trying to shake Beast off while he keeps charging towards Wolverine.
"I'm trying, but this guy's tough!" Beast shouted, feeling the strain in his muscles as he tried to hold onto Juggernaut while he kept moving around a lot.
In a critical moment, Beast found his chance and injected Juggernaut with the serum. This serum would make him go into a wild, uncontrollable rage for a minute then passed out.
As the serum took effect, Juggernaut went even crazier. He was moving all over the place, roaring like a madman. His punches and kicks were wilder than before, and he seemed even stronger than usual.
As Juggernaut's wild rampage continued, and Beast got thrown off and punched hard in the stomach, the force of the blow sending him flying backward. Wolverine's heart sank as he watched his comrades figure through the air, a sense of urgency flooding his senses.
But Beast managed to utter a few words before he was thrown backward by the force of Juggernaut's attack. "I leave it to you, Wolverine," he gasped, his voice strained with pain but filled with trust. "All we need is one minute before he passes out. Just hold him for one minute."
After saying that, Beast flew backward, leaving Wolverine to deal with Juggernaut by himself. Wolverine knew he had a big job ahead of him. He had to stop Juggernaut before he hurt anyone else. Every moment was important for Wolverine.
As Juggernaut charged toward Wolverine, Wolverine couldn't evade in time. He took punch after punch to the face, each blow landing with brutal force.
As Juggernaut kept hitting Wolverine, it hurt a lot. Wolverine's body hurt badly from each punch. Even though he could heal quickly, it still really hurt. But Wolverine didn't give up. He knew that if he could hold on a bit longer, they would win.
Wolverine yelled in pain as Juggernaut kept hitting him again and again. Each punch was like a hammer hitting Wolverine's body. But Wolverine still didn't give up. He kept fighting back, using all his strength to stay standing despite the heavy beating.
In a last-ditch effort to change the course of the fight, Wolverine unsheathed his sharp claws, slashing through Juggernaut's skin with deadly accuracy. Juggernaut howled in agony, showing that Wolverine's attack had hurt him. However, instead of backing down, Juggernaut's anger grew even stronger.
"Aurg!!!" Juggernaut howled in pain as Wolverine's claws pierced his flesh, causing him to pause momentarily in his attack. Despite the agony, Juggernaut's determination remained unwavering as he grabbed hold of Wolverine with his immense strength, threatening to crush the hero.
With a defiant snarl, Wolverine attempted to break free from Juggernaut's grasp, but it was futile. The relentless force of Juggernaut's grip proved overwhelming, and with a sickening wrench, Wolverine felt his body torn in half.
Wolverine screamed 'Aurg!!!' in pain as his body felt like it was being ripped apart. But even though it hurt a lot, Wolverine didn't give up. He stayed strong and didn't let the pain stop him."
"Dammit, you bastard!!!" Wolverine's curses echoed through the battlefield as he endured the unbearable agony of his injuries. Despite being torn in half, with only his lower body left, Wolverine's determination burned brightly. He knew victory was close.
When the one-minute mark passed, Juggernaut suddenly stopped attacking and fell down, knocked out. The battle was won, but at a heavy cost, as Wolverine lay battered and broken. Despite his injuries, his unyielding resolve burned bright, He showed how strong the X-Men are, even when things seem impossible.
As Beast approached Wolverine, his own injuries evident but not as severe as Wolverine's, he couldn't help but chuckle at the sight before him. "Are you okay, Half Wolverine?" he quipped, unable to resist teasing his friend despite the dire situation.
Wolverine gritted his teeth in pain, his voice strained as he retorted, "When I heal up, I'm gonna turn you into a furball snack!" Even though he was lying on the ground, his body torn in half, Wolverine's spirit stayed strong, showing his determination to keep fighting no matter what.
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[Michael Wilson Pov]
As Magneto and I exchanged blows, the battleground turned into a scene of epic confrontation. He controlled metal, and I relied on my quickness and agility, making our fight intense and dramatic. In the midst of all this chaos, I felt the heavy burden of responsibility urging me to give my all, to think strategically and fight with all my might.
As Magneto's attacks grew more intense, I knew I had to find a way to gain the upper hand. With a surge of determination, I unleashed a barrage of webbing, aiming to entangle him and limit his movements. But Magneto proved to be one step ahead, effortlessly deflecting my webs with a flick of his wrist.
I had to switch up my strategy. Drawing on all my strength and agility, I leaped into the air, flipping and twisting to evade Magneto's magnetic attacks. Every twist and turn was aimed at throwing off his concentration, searching for a chance to break through his defenses.
I saw it. A small gap in Magneto's concentration, a brief window of opportunity. Seizing the moment, I lunged forward, delivering a powerful blow. The strike connected solidly, staggering Magneto and throwing him off balance
With Magneto momentarily stunned, I swiftly swung into action, seizing the opportunity to disarm him. As his control over the adamantium wavered, I moved with precision, using my webbing to snatch away his helmet. That helmet wasn't just any ordinary headgear; it was his protection against telepathic intrusion. Without it, his mind was vulnerable to psychic attacks.
With Magneto's helmet in my possession,I knew It was a crucial move, opening him up to Professor X's telepathic intervention.
"Professor, now!" I mentally urged, my voice echoing with urgency.
Then Professor X's voice came into my mind "Alright, Spider-Man," his words echoed inside my head, signaling it was time to act.
But before I could fully grasp what Professor X had conveyed, Magneto's furious voice pierced the chaos. "Spider-Man, you!!!! Aurg!!!" he roared, his anger palpable as he fought against the intrusion into his mind. clutching his head in agony. The unexpected presence in his thoughts left him vulnerable and confused.
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[Inside Magneto Mind]
In the midst of the intense battle, Magneto heard a voice he recognized. It was Charles Xavier, his old friend and someone he often clashed with in terms of beliefs. Charles was using his mind to communicate with Magneto, trying to stop him from causing more destruction.
Frustrated, Magneto tried to push Charles's voice out of his mind, determined to resist any attempts at influence. "Enough, Charles, get out of my head," he snapped, his tone laced with defiance.
"Eric, I understand your desire for revenge, but this isn't the answer," Professor X's voice resonated in Magneto's thoughts, reminding some memories of their shared history and divergent paths.
"Revenge?" Magneto scoffed bitterly, his voice laced with resentment. "This is not about revenge, Charles. It's about justice, about securing a future for our kind."
Professor X replied with a hint of sadness in his voice, "This is not the right choice Eric. We must find a way to coexist peacefully with humans, not wage war against them."
Then Professor X kept talking, still sounding sorry. " (Sigh) I don't want to do this, but you're not giving me any other option," he said, sounding like he didn't want to be doing what he was doing. It was clear from his words that they had been friends for a long time, and he didn't want to fight Magneto like this.
"Fuck off," Magneto spat out bitterly, his anger boiling over as he fought against Professor X's intrusion. Suddenly, his powers became unstable, reacting to his intense emotions.
.......
[Meanwhile Michael Wilson Pov]
As I looked Towards Magneto who are kneeling, Suddenly the helmet I'd snatched from Magneto floated up, as if it had a mind of its own. Meanwhile, the adamantium all around us started shaking and trembling, like it was responding to something we couldn't see.
Then the helmet flew back towards Magneto's head, I could sense the surge of power emanating from him. The air crackled with electricity, and the ground beneath us trembled with the force of his will. With a loud roar, Magneto created a strong shield made of adamantium, surrounding himself protectively.
I looked in awe and fear as the shield appeared. It was like a huge puzzle made of metal pieces that fit together perfectly. Magneto created it to protect himself, and it seemed really strong, like nothing could get through it.
Then the metal started moving chaotically, panic surged within me. Magneto had unmatched power over metal, and if he planned to bring everything crashing down, we wouldn't stand a chance.
"Professor, we need to act fast," I mentally urged, my voice echoing with urgency.
"I'm doing everything I can, Spider-Man," Professor X replied, his tone strained with effort. "But Magneto's powers are beyond anything I faced before."
As the chaos of battle raged on, I felt a presence behind me. Turning, I saw Quicksilver and his comrades, Jean and Cyclops, standing ready for action. Despite the urgency of the situation, I couldn't help but feel a sense of familiarity upon seeing them. They were characters from the comics and movies in my world, but there was no time to dwell on this realization.
"Spider-Man, what's happening?" Quicksilver asked, his voice filled with concern.
With a quick glance at Cyclops, I remembered his ability to emit powerful lasers from his eyes. "Hey, Men, you can emit lasers from your eyes, right?" I inquired urgently
Cyclops looked taken aback by my knowledge of his powers. "How do you know?" he questioned, clearly surprised.
Reacting quickly, I crafted a believable excuse. "I've, uh saw your fight back then," I stuttered, hoping he believe my lie. "Anyway, I don't have time for this. Hit me!"
Cyclops stared at me in disbelief. "Huh?" he said, clearly baffled by my request.
To be continued