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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Broccli_Head" data-source="post: 1415955" data-attributes="member: 105">issue#14, part iiiSlipstream stood over the fallen form of Somnus, stunned.  Now I need you to take out the rest of Legion Extreme, he heard in his head.He shook hard and felt nausea well up inside of him.No way! Not this time, bud! he screamed back. “Gotta revive Sonmus,” he said looking down and starting to accelerate his hands.But before he could put the magic touch on his downed comrade, a green beam lanced at him from across the courtyard, knocking him away, and a woman with a short, close-cropped hair cut, wearing Psi colors, phased in and out of sight. He smelled blood and his head pounded from some form of mental attack. “Nightmare, get Somnus out of here!” he yelled into his com-badge “Dragonfist help me with this other…”**However, the other two heroes were delayed, feeling an intense pain that literally screamed inside their minds. Nightmare shook most of the effects away, semi-protected by her alien and animal mind. Dragonfist clutched at his temples and cried back. His cycle began a lazy out-of-control spin towards the courtyard. The black unicorn shook her fiery mane and regained her focus, teleporting to Somnus. Then she looked to the side buildings for safety. Putting a hoof on her companion, she popped! away…into a dark, seemingly empty corridor.**Slipstream sped past where Lancer had been only a second ago, and struck only at air. In front of him several students collapsed where they stood. Too many mentalists! he complained in his head. He was still disoriented from the initial mental blast and then slapped himself for not remembering that he could track with ultrasound. He closed his deceitful eyes and searched for his target. **Nightmare felt a presence, and whinnied in consternation. Then she pawed at the ground in a challenge. It came: a shadow that was vaguely shaped like a human woman. She fired her holy beam of energy at the creature, but it passed right through, burning the plaster walls further down the hall. The shadow closed and then passed right through her. Nightmare screamed. **Another green-tinged mental beam shot towards Slipstream. This time he dodged the attack and homed in on Lancer. Smashing her once, then twice, then three times as he circled around her in a flash. The Psi agent materialized, now unconscious and lying on the stone pavement of the Pit. Where is everyone?His question was quickly answered as Nightmare appeared near him. Her eyes were wide with fear and flecks of spittle flew from her mouth. Behind her followed an apparition. What the heck?“Get Somnus out of here!” Slipstream ordered again Nightmare disappeared yet again leaving Slipstream in the shadow-ghost’s path. Baleful red eyes stared at him and the thing passed into him.“Gngaaaahhhh!” was the only sound he could make.So cold….so cold….Slipstream could not tell if that were him or the spirit. His teeth chattered. There’s too many of them!From the haze of fear and pain, he saw a large, muscular student run screaming into a building in front of him. His peers grabbed their faces and fell to the ground.  Slipstream was so confused. The shadow looked like it was going to tear through his soul again.Get me out of this nightmare, please… he pleaded to no one in particular.Eerily, a voice answered him. I hear your pain. Flee far away from here. I am sure that you can cross the Atlantic in record time….Yeah! Awesome idear, dudeSlipstream could see the news flashes now. Bet Kinetik can’t do this!And Slipstream headed at his best possible speed towards England.**Ironically, the sonic boom stirred Dragonfist from his dazedness though the horrifying screams still echoed somewhere in the back of his mind. The martial artist spun his bike around and rapidly assessed the situation. A shadow-woman flew below him. Slipstream was not around. Nor was the unicorn. They left me alone!The anger began to stir in him. He stood on his bike and fired an energy blast at the ghost, missing her, but blowing a bench to smithereens. Innocent bystanders screamed and ran back and forth creating more chaos. From the corner of his eye, Dragonfist spied a point of light, he sat down and jerked the handle on the cycle, attempting evasive maneuvers. An ball of fire struck the rear of his bike, exploding, but doing him little harm. He turned his head and stared with loathing at the perpetrator of the attack. A young man, dressed in civilian clothes, stood some fifty feet away and laughed at him. He saw the balls of flame form in the criminal’s hands. “No one touches my bike!” hissed Dragonfist through clenched teeth. His world turned Red.He righted the cycle and gunned the engine. **Nightmare heard the woeful screams in her head again. Somnus stirred and groaned. We need to flee this trap, Somnus she pleaded.The mentalist rose to his knees, just as the muscular teenager ran into the room, lead pipe in his hand. The mental torment grew louder, and threatened to drown out all other thought.  Somnus gasped.What have they done to you?Nightmare stood her ground, squinting through the haze of anguish, and as the man closed she lowered her horn. The mind screams stopped suddenly, as the boy looked down at his abdomen. Blood welled where Nightmare had skewered him. He crumpled to the ground. We need to get out of here! she cried.Somnus could only stare in silence.Jeffery…poor Jeffery… was all the unicorn heard in response.She put a hoof on the traumatized Somnus and teleported to the roof. The smell of jet fuel assaulted her nostrils, and she turned to see Dragonfist speed towards a human on the ground.In the recesses of her mind she heard Darkfire yell, No…Dragonfist….no…Stop Him!But Somnus and Nightmare could only watch.Dragonfist vaulted from his bike, not caring as it crashed into the ground. He cried out his most powerful HAKUDEN! and drove his fist into the chest of the pyrokinetic…and through it, into the pavement below. A mighty wave of energy rumbled through the courtyard as the fist struck the ground, cracked and ripped the concrete to shreds. The boy shuddered violently as his insides were torn asunder. Then he lay still. Dragonfist half-kneeled beside him in the crater that the violence had created, still yelling his ki-ah as the Red and his shout faded. Then the courtyard was silent.He removed his bloody hand from the carcass, and blinked. He cupped his face in his hands and began to weep….“My God….my God…what have I done?”End Issue #14</blockquote>

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