"Ooh d***..." Havering groaned, removing himself from the cliffside. "Boss, you ok?" Necronimus asked, concerned. "I'm ok, Just a little woozy." Pseudo got to his feet and brushed off the dust. "Physicals aren't my forte, the brute, so now I play with em, Demi God style." Pseudo coughed oncce, fixed his helmet and snapped his finger. The mountain the Markior, Prism, and Opty suddenly collapsed. "Sucks to be them." he simply stated and Fixed his cape. "Oh, by the way, we have two new visitors, hope you don't mind." Necronimus shrugged. "Boss, two more aren't going to stop us. We can kill anyone one on one." Havering nodded and started off down the mountain, his Infects following close.
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The Spectrum pulled to a stop in the midst of a Mideval town. Pseudo and the four infects piled from it and began their march towards the castle. Upon their way, they were stopped by a group of strange group of knights. "We are the magik knights of this land! Halt, foul beast!" one declared. Pseudo looked idly at his robots. "Boys, kill them."
Immediately Anubarik leapt forward, taking his staff in one hand. In mid air he flipped around and landed in a crouch, impaling a knight on his staff. Weakly the man sumped off, where upon Anubarik rejoined the ranks. "Oh sh**!" Cursed one ma before Vaurix impaled him on his own sword. Pyrak stepped forward, cocking his rifle. "Hippy Haiku, brother trucker. Hope you rad Scud too!" Almost instantly a burst of flames leaps from the rifle and the man was laid to a pile of ash n the hellfire. Pseudo chuckled and stepped forward. "Amusing, but lt me show you boys how its done." Pseudo drew his sickle and it sprung to life like a serpant. With no move on the Twilighter's part, he decapitated the remaining man and sheated the sickle. "Well, that was fun.." he announced, heading for the castle, his infects on his heels.
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Pseudo sat on the throne with a bored exprssion. "But you can't!" an elderly man, presumably the king, bellowed. "Ah shaddap, old fart. This castle is ours now." Pyrak corrected. Pseudo sloshed the contents of his snifter. "Necronimus, show the man out." The robot nodded ad carried the man by the collar into the corridor.
Pseudo idly traced a circle in the air with his finger and instantly a portal appeared. "Men, this is to the old lair. Use it in case you forgot anything or need a trip to the IGS." The four infects nodded and Pseudo slowly arose. "uard this place well. I have two things to do." With that, the Twilighter vanished in a puff of blue smoke.
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Pseudo stopped on a mountain range overlooking four protoss archons. "So, play with my toys, eh?" he smirked, crossing his arms. Slowly he turned to walk down the mountain path when he noticed a small village. "Hunh? I Missed something??" he mused, instead teleporting to the village.
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Pseudo appeared in the midst of the aurans. "Hmm..bipedal human being-like, magik wielding shifters." he murmured. "Oh well..I need a charge from loosing the overflow.." Moving determinedly, he picked one auran man up by the shoulders and drained him dry of energy. He dropped the man in an unconcious heap, then drained every man, woman and child in and out of all but one hut. He rapped on the remaining door and an elderly man answerred. "Hello, Sir! Please give kindly to our cause." he stated, lifting the elder up by the shoulders and beginning the process. After the man dopped to the ground, Pseudo snickered. "Nice drink, but I'm a little parched." With that, Pseudo vanished again.
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The Yoshi Gods gasped as Havering appeared in their olympus. "Jackpot!" the demon grinned, grabbig Aster and beginning to drain her. One by one the Yosh Gods tried to either Escape or Resist, and one by one Pseudo either draied them or fought back and drained them. As he threw the KO'd body of Apollo to the ground, he removed his helmet and glanced at his reflection in it. His hair still stood on end, but now his eyes Pulsed with unknown power. At last...I am an Immortal!" he bellowed, laughter ringing as he vanished.
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Pseudo grinned at the four archons. "Hey boys. Wanna challange me?" he quipped. Almost instantly he threw a hand down and a blast of yellow energy vaporized the four. "Don't play with a god.." he remarked, reaching down and plunging a hand into the earth. He scooped out the generator with ease and laughed, vanashing again.
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The four archons didn't have a moment to act. Pseudo struck them down with a bolt of green energy, and then removed the "harvester" from the earth. He deftly switched it and the one he had just recovered to "Forward".
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Pseudo bowed to the four archons politely. He smirked at their similar reaction and readied a hand. Suddenly, four shafts of red energy burst through each of their heads and each slumped to the ground. Pseudo blinked as Mtalic Multex stood with quicksilver in hand just across the way. With a deft leap, the asassin leapt to just across from the Time Bender. "Well..Multex, fancy meeting you here." the demon remarked. Multex shrugged and pocketed the Quicksilver. "I go where there's blood, boss." he replied. "Oh, well there's plenty of it for you if you kindly follow me." Multex nodded and Havering picked another generator from the earth. He waved the killer over, then teleported the two a remote village.
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Pseudo fixed his helmet as he appeared with Metalic Multex. He was about to order a strike when NM burst from the brush, an angered Ratch trailing him. The robot deftly picked up the small creature from behind. "Well,that little pest aside, fire when ready, Agent." pseudo smirked. Multex extended his blaster pannels when NM cried out. "No! Tex! Don't do it! You'll k-agh!" the monster moaned as Ratch began to squeeze the life out of him. multex hesitated, then blasted the robot with full power. Ratch dropped NM and fell to the ground. "You fool! You're a demon! A Twilighter no less! Be a man and destroy it!" Pseudo raged. Metalic Multex fell to his Knees and the sound of cracking plastic echoed. He instantly reverted to his usual form. "Demon or no demon...I don't kill.." He muttured. "FOOL!" Pseudo bellowed, Vaporizing the entire town and four archons in a gigantic blast.
With that, Pseudo walked forward, scooped the Harvester from the rubble and returned. "Well, you totaled Havoc..now to get you two home." with that he teleported the scrapped robot and Multex back to the castle with him.
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Pseudo half dumped Multex from the operating table. "Anethesia wearing off, object secure, subject waking." Pseudo muttered as Multex got to his feet. "Wha...what the hell was that?" he questioned. 'a simple proedure, nothing more, now GIT! yer useless to me, Agent!" Pseudo yelled, throwing a scalpel at Multex, who ran out the door. Pseudo adjusted his helmet and joined Necronimus out in the main room. "Got the alpha armor chip." He beamed, holding up a cracked, plastic chip. Slowly he frowned. Necronimus..you have only one arm.." "Sorry boss, bit of a struggle and I lost it." the robot explained. "Oh..well then take your brother and go have a dip in the IGS for both of you." he indicated the portal and watched as Necronimus walked over, picked up Ratch's body, and walked up to the portal. Slowly, the void widdened, and Necronimus stepped through. Pseudo was the only one left. Idly, he glancd at his prize, taking the Harvester from his pocket and studing it.
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Owls hooted as Multex stood outside the mansion. Night had fallen and the lights were all on. With a groan, multex shattered a window with a punch and stepped into a well furnished living room. Baron Holograntis descended the stairs at the noise. "Hey, you! This is MY house! Vamouse or be smiten!" Multex ignored the warning and walked up to the Myrealik, grabbing him around the throat in a strangle hold. "Who am I?" he calmly asked. "You're...you're..the Agent...a..Twilighter...demon!" choked the baron. Multex didn't relent. "What time is it?" "It's..June...Wednesday...eighteenth..two-thousand and one.." Holograntis gasped, falling limp. Multex released, but this did't fix the problem. He slowly shook his head like waking from a dream. "Then...it's true...I AM a bloodthirsty demon...and I killed him..." The rest was a hurried blur. Multex slung on his forest green fedora, walked down to the living room and swung himself outside. he vanished into the night, muttering "I killed him..."