Post by Deleted on Apr 6, 2015 14:21:12 GMT -5
The Titans of Justice Unlimited: Syndicate of Terror Special
Written & edited by: Power Guy
The Mall of Terror, Earth 3...
Nucleus begins to stir awake from a long, heavy sleep. As he begins to regain consciousness, he notices that just about every muscle in his body hurts along with the fact that he had a splitting headache. He then starts to take in his surroundings and realizes that he and every single one of his teammates in the Titans of Justice were encased in some sort of see-through boxes with no door-handles on them. “What’s the hell is going on here?” he asks himself. He then realizes that he was the first one to regain consciousness so he goes to punch his way out of his box only to hit with a violent electric charge, forcing him to his knees. “ARRRRRRRRRGHHHH!!!”
Just then, someone walks into the room and says, “You’re awake already? Hmmph…..and I didn’t even get to strip you and your pals naked yet.”
Nucleus recognized the voice speaking to him and looked up in alarm, “Miniscule! You filthy pervert! Let us out of here you sick son of a %_+(H!”
Out of all of the Syndicate of Terror, Miniscule was by far, the most perverse and twisted of the group. Often times, he even dared to eavesdrop or spy on teammates that were far more powerful. Heck, he’d risk it all for one more “thrill”.
“I’ll bet you’re wondering how this all began, aren’t you?” teased Miniscule.
“Oh, I remember!” snapped Nucleus. “The rest of the Titans and myself were about the leave the Hall of Justice to head to Washington for a discussion with the President on his ban of our activities. That’s when you and your goons phased in and took us my surprise!”
“That’s not what I’m referring to, my feisty, little doppelganger…,” Miniscule said, seductively as he pressed his face against the glass which contained Nucleus. “Last time we saw you guys, you and those goofy Global Guardians got the best of us. You totally humiliated us. Left us running with our tails between our legs……….but this time it’s going to different. MUCH different.”
“And why’s that?” demanded the man also known as Jason Hardwick.
“Well, for starters,” began Miniscule, “A secret benefactor from your world found a way to alter our genetic make-up so that your universe no longer sees us as opposite matter beings. The rule that forces us to lose in your universe has been revoked. It’s a fair fight now. And to top things off, the Syndicate is standing united for the first time in a long time!”
“United? Last time you were around, you mentioned a war within the ranks with several casualties such as Mega Guy, Super Man, and Black Eagle II!” recalled Nucleus.
“See now that’s where things get interesting….” taunted Miniscule as he stroked his goatee. “Shortly after we got back to Earth 3, things seemed like they were back to normal. Ultra Girl was shooting up with Anti-K, Avatar was giving more threat-laced orders, and I was looking in on my teammates during their after-hours activities. That’s when Avatar made a promise to Ultra Girl stating that if she agreed to marry him, he’d give her a serum that would negate her addiction to Anti-K forever. Here’s how everything went down…
***
Several months ago on Earth 3.…
“Dearly belusted, we are gathered here today to witness this couple as they join together in unholy matrimony…..” announced Power Ring as he surveyed the small group of onlookers. His thick but scraggily black hair was pulled back in a pony-tail and he was wearing a green and black robe. As the Satanic worshiper of Volthoom continued the ceremony, various thoughts ran through the minds of those present.
“Finally, everything I’ve ever wanted is going to be mine!” Avatar thought with heavy anticipation. “Mega Guy is dead, the Syndicate is under my control, and in a few moments, Ultra Girl will be mine forever!”
“I can’t believe I’m doing this. There has to be another way….” Ultra Girl thought as she trembled slightly at fact of being sub servant to Avatar for the rest of her life. Still, as horrifying as becoming his mate was, it paled in comparison to having another Anti-K fit. Her addiction to the element had grown stronger and stronger over the years, thanks in a large part to Avatar sneaking small doses of the other-worldly rock into her food and the ventilation system in her room. She couldn’t go more than four hours without her “drug” without having a complete and total mental and physical breakdown. She was Earth 3’s biggest junkie but if she said “I do” to Avatar, he would see to it that it would all be over thanks to the antidote in his right pocket. Was physical and mental freedom from her addition worth a lifetime of emotional misery?
Cosmos looked on with a deep sense of bitterness towards his leader. During Avatar’s assault on Mega Guy’s fraction of the Syndicate of Terror, he killed the one person who meant EVERYTHING to the space-faring villain, The Black Scarab. “You go ahead and enjoy this moment pal. I’ll keep playing nice and lead you into a false sense of security. Once your there and your vulnerable, I’m going to shove my Cosmic Rod up your backside and burn you from the inside out. Your going to scream and beg as your blood begins to boil and your eyeballs dry up and shrivel.”
The Dark Talon was up on the rafters of the church witnessing the event from a somewhat secluded place. He too loathed his leader. The man formerly known as Daysight had been under Avatar’s heal for the last two years thanks to the explosive device that the Prince of Themyscira had placed behind Daysight’s right ear. The device contained a mental radio chip from Agony Island. Even the slightest thought of enacting harm against Avatar would trigger a violent explosion that would rip the Dark Talon’s head off before he could flinch.
Black Eagle had been killed in the inter-Syndicate war. His death had shaken Raptor to her core. It took every ounce of her strength to pull herself together. Avatar was responsible for this agony she had been feeling for what seemed like an eternity. A week ago, she finally got her determination back. She changed her costume and took on a new name, Lady Avalon. Born out of the fires of despair and misery, she promised herself that one day, she would make Avatar suffer horrifically for what he had brought about.
Power Ring was the only member of the group on the fence about their current situation. While he absolutely despised Avatar for killing his beloved wives, Satanna and White Canary, he could not help but revel in the death and destruction his leader had brought about. His dark lord expected him to feel that way and there was no way Power Ring would dare defy Volthoom. Still, once Avatar was done with his agenda of destruction, Power Ring would surely see to it that he was killed in the most unpleasant and sadistic way possible.
The Familiar was unfazed by Avatar’s actions. In fact, he had helped see to it that the Prince of Agony Island came to power within the Syndicate. Not because that was what he wanted, but because that’s what the Lords of Chaos had decreed. He kept telling himself this was only temporary and that soon, a new era would begin. One that he, along with his masters, could all thrive within.
Miniscule was the only one in the group who fully supported Avatar. The Prince of Agony Island was reliant on the size-changing villain for his scientific devices and vast knowledge of chemistry. Miniscule, in turn, enjoyed the benefit Avatar granted him to run wild with his perversions. The only one Miniscule wasn’t allowed to lust upon was Avatar himself but besides that, everyone and anything else was fare game for his sick, twisted mind to toy with.
The ceremony continued on, extravagant and dramatic, just as Avatar had ordered it to be. Ultra Girl was sickened by all of the hoopla going on, even though Avatar had set everything up in hopes of impressing the needy, little sociopath. All Ultra Girl was hoping for was to get this over with.
“Now I must ask that if there is anyone who protests to this couple being wed in unholy matrimony, they speak now or forever hold their peace?” questioned Power Ring, expecting the church to remain completely silent.
Avatar looked around the room, giving everyone the glare of death, reinforcing that no-one had better speak up or their life was at stake. As everyone’s lips remained sealed, he turned to Power Ring, waiting for him to continue.
Just as the Satanic priest began to open his mouth, the roof of the building was torn off. All of the Syndicate began to panic and looked upward only to see their former leader Mega Guy floating in the sky along with the rest of their formerly thought dead teammates, right beside him.
“Power Ring - you asked if there was anyone who protested this couple being married?” barked Mega Guy, a vicious tone in his voice. “Well I do, I CERTAINLY DO!!!” he said flying into Avatar with the force of a small missile.
“Oh #_(%!!!” whispered Cosmos.
Mega Guy began beating upon Avatar relentlessly, punching him over and over again. The element of surprise had put the prince at a huge disadvantage but after about a minute, he managed to get a right hook in, knocking the Kryptonian villain off him.
“Did you really think it was going to be this easy?” demanded Avatar, his face all bloodied. “Familiar! Show these fools the folly of their ‘resurrection’! he ordered. As he waited for the Lord of Chaos to act, he then smiled sickeningly, “You’re going to wish you had stayed in hiding….” he began until he noticed the Familiar starting to fade away. “Hey! What are you doing???” he asked, starting to panic. “We had a deal! You were supposed to help me achieve my destiny!”
“Your destiny is over, Christophe Lane. I bid you farewell,” offered The Familiar as vanished into nothingness.
Mega Guy’s group surrounded Avatar’s. “You’re outnumbered almost five to one. There’s no chance of escape. Everyone but Avatar has one chance to join us or die as a smoldering pile of ashes. You have five seconds to decide,” he advised as his eyes lit up with his heat-vision.
Ultra Girl was by Mega Guy’s side before he even finished speaking. Cosmos, Power Ring, and Lady Avalon didn’t even think twice as they were thrilled to be united with their lost lovers: the Black Scarab, White Canary, Satanna, and the Black Eagle, respectively. Dark Talon soon followed.
“Talon! What are you doing you fool! I’ll blow your d**n head off!!!” threatened Avatar.
“No you won’t,” countered Mega Guy. While I was beating you senseless, Jenny Quick here pick pocketed you and relieved you of the device you have that would trigger that explosive chip you planted on him. She also took your Anti-K antidote. You’re out of bargaining chips….” Mega Guy informed his arch-enemy while smiling ear to ear.
“Miniscule - shrink us out of here NOW!” ordered the Prince of Agony Island.
The size-changing Syndicate member paused for a few seconds and then began walking towards Mega Guy, “Sorry pal…..no can do….”
“You all betray me!!!!” screamed the man otherwise known as Christophe Lane. “Curse you all to the pits of Tartarus!!!!”
“You’re the only one who’s going to Tartarus, CUZ!” smirked Super Man as he threw his magic lasso around his cousin’s throat, partially cutting off his air supply.
As Avatar began to squirm and pull at the rope around his neck, he managed to get a few words out, “H…how d..di…did you pull this off. I s……s…saw you all die!!”
“Oh, it was quite simple really,” Mega Guy said, smiling again. “Preditress here figured out your little plan to strip me of my powers with the Gold Anti-K. From there, it was almost child’s play to thwart your twisted plans. Fusion used his transmutation powers to turn your cute little gold rock into a green rock with gold paint on it. From there, Satanna used her magic to make it appear that we had all died.”
“Bu….but why did you wait so long to reveal yourselves???” demanded the Prince of Agony Island.
“Because, I wanted to see just how far you would take this little charade of yours!” answered Mega Guy. “You’ve done nothing but lead this team right into the gutter! You are fool and an embarrassment to the entire Syndicate and for that, you deserve nothing less than death!”
Avatar facial expression turned vicious.
“Don’t you DARE look at me like that!!!” bellowed Mega Guy as he used his heat-vision to burn out Avatar’s eyes.
“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” screamed the prince as he clenched his face where his eyes used to be.
Super Man then gave a firm tug on his lasso, pulling Avatar onto his backside. Ultra Girl quickly jumped on her former “lover” and began beating him on his chest until she smashed through his ribcage and finally pulled out his heart. “DIE! You sick son of a b_tch!!!!” she screeched as she crushed Avatar’s heart within her hand. As she got up, the Black Scarab walked towards the dead former leader of the Syndicate.
“We can’t let him go to waste,” advised the bug-themed villain as his body morphed into a thousand hungry beetles. The beetles soon smothered Avatar’s corpse and began eating away, devouring every last hair, piece of bone, and skin cell. Within minutes, there was virtually nothing left of the second Prince of Agony Island.
***
Back in the present…
“Mega Guy then gave the rest of us one chance. Either reunite with the rest of the Syndicate or suffer the same fate as Avatar. With us being severely out-numbered, you can imagine how easy it was of us to make the choice that we did. Besides, Avatar was a cold and ruthless leader, only caring about his own needs and desires. Mega Guy’s going to see to it that we all get what we desire.” explained Minscule.
“And how’s that?” questioned Nucleus.
“It’s simply actually and it’s already begun,” smiled Miniscule. “We’ve captured you and all of your buddies and thanks to these special holographic projectors I designed up, we’ve taken your place on New Earth. We’ve killed your President, turned the public against you, and put you at odds with the Justice League and the rest of the heroes on your planet. Everyone and anyone who’s every loved or admired you has turned against you. Everything you’ve fought for and built up has been torn down. We’re in the process of conquering your world, one country at a time and there’s NO-ONE that can stop us! Oh, and don’t you or your buddies try escaping your containment cells. Each and every one of them was designed to counteract it’s prisoner’s powers, skills, and abilities. We’ve thought of everything this time and once your entire world is under our boot, that’s when we’ll kill you all slowly and painfully! Have you ever wondered what it would be like to die from brutal and violent sodomization?” Miniscule asked with a sickening grin as he turned and walked out of the room.
Come back here and let me out you black-hearted b@$#@%>!!! screamed Nuclues as his blood began to boil.
TO BE CONTINUED IN TITANS OF JUSTICE UNLIMITED CHAPTER #112
Written & edited by: Power Guy
The Mall of Terror, Earth 3...
Nucleus begins to stir awake from a long, heavy sleep. As he begins to regain consciousness, he notices that just about every muscle in his body hurts along with the fact that he had a splitting headache. He then starts to take in his surroundings and realizes that he and every single one of his teammates in the Titans of Justice were encased in some sort of see-through boxes with no door-handles on them. “What’s the hell is going on here?” he asks himself. He then realizes that he was the first one to regain consciousness so he goes to punch his way out of his box only to hit with a violent electric charge, forcing him to his knees. “ARRRRRRRRRGHHHH!!!”
Just then, someone walks into the room and says, “You’re awake already? Hmmph…..and I didn’t even get to strip you and your pals naked yet.”
Nucleus recognized the voice speaking to him and looked up in alarm, “Miniscule! You filthy pervert! Let us out of here you sick son of a %_+(H!”
Out of all of the Syndicate of Terror, Miniscule was by far, the most perverse and twisted of the group. Often times, he even dared to eavesdrop or spy on teammates that were far more powerful. Heck, he’d risk it all for one more “thrill”.
“I’ll bet you’re wondering how this all began, aren’t you?” teased Miniscule.
“Oh, I remember!” snapped Nucleus. “The rest of the Titans and myself were about the leave the Hall of Justice to head to Washington for a discussion with the President on his ban of our activities. That’s when you and your goons phased in and took us my surprise!”
“That’s not what I’m referring to, my feisty, little doppelganger…,” Miniscule said, seductively as he pressed his face against the glass which contained Nucleus. “Last time we saw you guys, you and those goofy Global Guardians got the best of us. You totally humiliated us. Left us running with our tails between our legs……….but this time it’s going to different. MUCH different.”
“And why’s that?” demanded the man also known as Jason Hardwick.
“Well, for starters,” began Miniscule, “A secret benefactor from your world found a way to alter our genetic make-up so that your universe no longer sees us as opposite matter beings. The rule that forces us to lose in your universe has been revoked. It’s a fair fight now. And to top things off, the Syndicate is standing united for the first time in a long time!”
“United? Last time you were around, you mentioned a war within the ranks with several casualties such as Mega Guy, Super Man, and Black Eagle II!” recalled Nucleus.
“See now that’s where things get interesting….” taunted Miniscule as he stroked his goatee. “Shortly after we got back to Earth 3, things seemed like they were back to normal. Ultra Girl was shooting up with Anti-K, Avatar was giving more threat-laced orders, and I was looking in on my teammates during their after-hours activities. That’s when Avatar made a promise to Ultra Girl stating that if she agreed to marry him, he’d give her a serum that would negate her addiction to Anti-K forever. Here’s how everything went down…
***
Several months ago on Earth 3.…
“Dearly belusted, we are gathered here today to witness this couple as they join together in unholy matrimony…..” announced Power Ring as he surveyed the small group of onlookers. His thick but scraggily black hair was pulled back in a pony-tail and he was wearing a green and black robe. As the Satanic worshiper of Volthoom continued the ceremony, various thoughts ran through the minds of those present.
“Finally, everything I’ve ever wanted is going to be mine!” Avatar thought with heavy anticipation. “Mega Guy is dead, the Syndicate is under my control, and in a few moments, Ultra Girl will be mine forever!”
“I can’t believe I’m doing this. There has to be another way….” Ultra Girl thought as she trembled slightly at fact of being sub servant to Avatar for the rest of her life. Still, as horrifying as becoming his mate was, it paled in comparison to having another Anti-K fit. Her addiction to the element had grown stronger and stronger over the years, thanks in a large part to Avatar sneaking small doses of the other-worldly rock into her food and the ventilation system in her room. She couldn’t go more than four hours without her “drug” without having a complete and total mental and physical breakdown. She was Earth 3’s biggest junkie but if she said “I do” to Avatar, he would see to it that it would all be over thanks to the antidote in his right pocket. Was physical and mental freedom from her addition worth a lifetime of emotional misery?
Cosmos looked on with a deep sense of bitterness towards his leader. During Avatar’s assault on Mega Guy’s fraction of the Syndicate of Terror, he killed the one person who meant EVERYTHING to the space-faring villain, The Black Scarab. “You go ahead and enjoy this moment pal. I’ll keep playing nice and lead you into a false sense of security. Once your there and your vulnerable, I’m going to shove my Cosmic Rod up your backside and burn you from the inside out. Your going to scream and beg as your blood begins to boil and your eyeballs dry up and shrivel.”
The Dark Talon was up on the rafters of the church witnessing the event from a somewhat secluded place. He too loathed his leader. The man formerly known as Daysight had been under Avatar’s heal for the last two years thanks to the explosive device that the Prince of Themyscira had placed behind Daysight’s right ear. The device contained a mental radio chip from Agony Island. Even the slightest thought of enacting harm against Avatar would trigger a violent explosion that would rip the Dark Talon’s head off before he could flinch.
Black Eagle had been killed in the inter-Syndicate war. His death had shaken Raptor to her core. It took every ounce of her strength to pull herself together. Avatar was responsible for this agony she had been feeling for what seemed like an eternity. A week ago, she finally got her determination back. She changed her costume and took on a new name, Lady Avalon. Born out of the fires of despair and misery, she promised herself that one day, she would make Avatar suffer horrifically for what he had brought about.
Power Ring was the only member of the group on the fence about their current situation. While he absolutely despised Avatar for killing his beloved wives, Satanna and White Canary, he could not help but revel in the death and destruction his leader had brought about. His dark lord expected him to feel that way and there was no way Power Ring would dare defy Volthoom. Still, once Avatar was done with his agenda of destruction, Power Ring would surely see to it that he was killed in the most unpleasant and sadistic way possible.
The Familiar was unfazed by Avatar’s actions. In fact, he had helped see to it that the Prince of Agony Island came to power within the Syndicate. Not because that was what he wanted, but because that’s what the Lords of Chaos had decreed. He kept telling himself this was only temporary and that soon, a new era would begin. One that he, along with his masters, could all thrive within.
Miniscule was the only one in the group who fully supported Avatar. The Prince of Agony Island was reliant on the size-changing villain for his scientific devices and vast knowledge of chemistry. Miniscule, in turn, enjoyed the benefit Avatar granted him to run wild with his perversions. The only one Miniscule wasn’t allowed to lust upon was Avatar himself but besides that, everyone and anything else was fare game for his sick, twisted mind to toy with.
The ceremony continued on, extravagant and dramatic, just as Avatar had ordered it to be. Ultra Girl was sickened by all of the hoopla going on, even though Avatar had set everything up in hopes of impressing the needy, little sociopath. All Ultra Girl was hoping for was to get this over with.
“Now I must ask that if there is anyone who protests to this couple being wed in unholy matrimony, they speak now or forever hold their peace?” questioned Power Ring, expecting the church to remain completely silent.
Avatar looked around the room, giving everyone the glare of death, reinforcing that no-one had better speak up or their life was at stake. As everyone’s lips remained sealed, he turned to Power Ring, waiting for him to continue.
Just as the Satanic priest began to open his mouth, the roof of the building was torn off. All of the Syndicate began to panic and looked upward only to see their former leader Mega Guy floating in the sky along with the rest of their formerly thought dead teammates, right beside him.
“Power Ring - you asked if there was anyone who protested this couple being married?” barked Mega Guy, a vicious tone in his voice. “Well I do, I CERTAINLY DO!!!” he said flying into Avatar with the force of a small missile.
“Oh #_(%!!!” whispered Cosmos.
Mega Guy began beating upon Avatar relentlessly, punching him over and over again. The element of surprise had put the prince at a huge disadvantage but after about a minute, he managed to get a right hook in, knocking the Kryptonian villain off him.
“Did you really think it was going to be this easy?” demanded Avatar, his face all bloodied. “Familiar! Show these fools the folly of their ‘resurrection’! he ordered. As he waited for the Lord of Chaos to act, he then smiled sickeningly, “You’re going to wish you had stayed in hiding….” he began until he noticed the Familiar starting to fade away. “Hey! What are you doing???” he asked, starting to panic. “We had a deal! You were supposed to help me achieve my destiny!”
“Your destiny is over, Christophe Lane. I bid you farewell,” offered The Familiar as vanished into nothingness.
Mega Guy’s group surrounded Avatar’s. “You’re outnumbered almost five to one. There’s no chance of escape. Everyone but Avatar has one chance to join us or die as a smoldering pile of ashes. You have five seconds to decide,” he advised as his eyes lit up with his heat-vision.
Ultra Girl was by Mega Guy’s side before he even finished speaking. Cosmos, Power Ring, and Lady Avalon didn’t even think twice as they were thrilled to be united with their lost lovers: the Black Scarab, White Canary, Satanna, and the Black Eagle, respectively. Dark Talon soon followed.
“Talon! What are you doing you fool! I’ll blow your d**n head off!!!” threatened Avatar.
“No you won’t,” countered Mega Guy. While I was beating you senseless, Jenny Quick here pick pocketed you and relieved you of the device you have that would trigger that explosive chip you planted on him. She also took your Anti-K antidote. You’re out of bargaining chips….” Mega Guy informed his arch-enemy while smiling ear to ear.
“Miniscule - shrink us out of here NOW!” ordered the Prince of Agony Island.
The size-changing Syndicate member paused for a few seconds and then began walking towards Mega Guy, “Sorry pal…..no can do….”
“You all betray me!!!!” screamed the man otherwise known as Christophe Lane. “Curse you all to the pits of Tartarus!!!!”
“You’re the only one who’s going to Tartarus, CUZ!” smirked Super Man as he threw his magic lasso around his cousin’s throat, partially cutting off his air supply.
As Avatar began to squirm and pull at the rope around his neck, he managed to get a few words out, “H…how d..di…did you pull this off. I s……s…saw you all die!!”
“Oh, it was quite simple really,” Mega Guy said, smiling again. “Preditress here figured out your little plan to strip me of my powers with the Gold Anti-K. From there, it was almost child’s play to thwart your twisted plans. Fusion used his transmutation powers to turn your cute little gold rock into a green rock with gold paint on it. From there, Satanna used her magic to make it appear that we had all died.”
“Bu….but why did you wait so long to reveal yourselves???” demanded the Prince of Agony Island.
“Because, I wanted to see just how far you would take this little charade of yours!” answered Mega Guy. “You’ve done nothing but lead this team right into the gutter! You are fool and an embarrassment to the entire Syndicate and for that, you deserve nothing less than death!”
Avatar facial expression turned vicious.
“Don’t you DARE look at me like that!!!” bellowed Mega Guy as he used his heat-vision to burn out Avatar’s eyes.
“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” screamed the prince as he clenched his face where his eyes used to be.
Super Man then gave a firm tug on his lasso, pulling Avatar onto his backside. Ultra Girl quickly jumped on her former “lover” and began beating him on his chest until she smashed through his ribcage and finally pulled out his heart. “DIE! You sick son of a b_tch!!!!” she screeched as she crushed Avatar’s heart within her hand. As she got up, the Black Scarab walked towards the dead former leader of the Syndicate.
“We can’t let him go to waste,” advised the bug-themed villain as his body morphed into a thousand hungry beetles. The beetles soon smothered Avatar’s corpse and began eating away, devouring every last hair, piece of bone, and skin cell. Within minutes, there was virtually nothing left of the second Prince of Agony Island.
***
Back in the present…
“Mega Guy then gave the rest of us one chance. Either reunite with the rest of the Syndicate or suffer the same fate as Avatar. With us being severely out-numbered, you can imagine how easy it was of us to make the choice that we did. Besides, Avatar was a cold and ruthless leader, only caring about his own needs and desires. Mega Guy’s going to see to it that we all get what we desire.” explained Minscule.
“And how’s that?” questioned Nucleus.
“It’s simply actually and it’s already begun,” smiled Miniscule. “We’ve captured you and all of your buddies and thanks to these special holographic projectors I designed up, we’ve taken your place on New Earth. We’ve killed your President, turned the public against you, and put you at odds with the Justice League and the rest of the heroes on your planet. Everyone and anyone who’s every loved or admired you has turned against you. Everything you’ve fought for and built up has been torn down. We’re in the process of conquering your world, one country at a time and there’s NO-ONE that can stop us! Oh, and don’t you or your buddies try escaping your containment cells. Each and every one of them was designed to counteract it’s prisoner’s powers, skills, and abilities. We’ve thought of everything this time and once your entire world is under our boot, that’s when we’ll kill you all slowly and painfully! Have you ever wondered what it would be like to die from brutal and violent sodomization?” Miniscule asked with a sickening grin as he turned and walked out of the room.
Come back here and let me out you black-hearted b@$#@%>!!! screamed Nuclues as his blood began to boil.
TO BE CONTINUED IN TITANS OF JUSTICE UNLIMITED CHAPTER #112