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From what it seemed like, Arthur and his group looked to have an established hideout of some sort. It was housed inside an old brick building, old even in apocalyptic standards. The side of the building was covered in a soft green moss that most concealed the bricks, and vines hung down from the rungs of the fire escape. It was a decently hidden area, as it looked to have never been touched in months or even years. Ashwin slowly climbed up the rusted frame of the fire escape to find themself crawling through the window of an old apartment. The wallpaper on the walls was yellow and tearing from age. On the bright side, the remnants of the wallpaper could be made for kindling, or at least, that's what Ashwin thought. Even then, Ashwin was still dumbfounded by the strange concrete forest they had been put into. Slowly, Ashwin tried to find their way through the dark with just their eyesight. Everyone seemed to be in the main room and resting, but Ashwin wanted to search the other corridors first. From what they could see, there was a bathroom and a bedroom to rest in. The rooms were hardly in a usable state however, as parts of the upper floors had collapsed onto the essential furniture and only left a mess of metal and wood to sift through.
As Ashwin tried to find anything of use in the destroyed quarters, they heard around the corner Connor ask if anyone had any type of fire abilities. Ashwin had the opposite of what he wanted from the group. Out of the group, Ashwin thought of themselves as having the least utilitary powers. In terms of powers, Luer probably had the most use, possessing the power to heal wounds. From what Ashwin could understand of Luer's past from their conversation to the hideout, healing powers did not provide much use in his world. It was nice to see that Luer could get some good use out of them.
Everyone was settling down now after the action that had occured when they had arrived in this world. People were sleeping, and conversation had started, but Ashwin still needed to know something. Through the doorway, there was loud clanging and shuffling as Ashwin tried to get themselves out of the pile of old materials and back into the main area. They eventually stumbled out of the doorway, a little bit of soot and dirt now covered the nicely made fur coat they wore and the white t-shirt under it. "So… what's the plan from here? If we are in another world… is there a way to get back?" Ashwin quietly asked, mainly to Arthur and his group of travelers. They had been there a long time, so what was stopping them from going back?
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Apparently Doom's current plan involved the gigantic metal vehicle with spinning blades. The first move was taken by a new member of the group, which was a robed figure with a glowing sword. His name was Malgus, and he was tearing through the soldiers guarding the vehicle. Wesker had also joined the fray, using one of the soldiers as a meat shield. It was all too flash for Arc, as he would have preferred to just destroy the enemy without a light-show being performed in front of him. That was the one thing he disliked about his quest for vengeance against those who would call themselves "good." Both sides either were dramatic, or they were all battling with colorful attacks.
Arc's spectating was momentarily interrupted by a few of the soldiers burning to ash, and then promptly getting shot from above. He looked up to see that the two woman that had accompanied Doom's army were giving literal fire support. Arc might as well show off too, as he needed to prove to the group that he was of some use. Casually, Arc took his hand out and slowly opened it to reveal his palm. It arced electricity onto all of the nearby objects in the area, one in particular being an old run down car. With a quick swipe of his hand, the car was flung into the air and smashed into the stunned mech's head. That wasn't the end of the chaos, as Arc continued to move his hand and slide the vehicle over several soldiers. Their blood stained the pavement and created long streaks of crimson intestines. A few of the soldiers attempted to shoot Arc, only to have him use his other hand to grab the bullets from the air with electricity and toss them to the side. They didn't get to react though, as Arc pulled his other hand back so that the car ran them over. This was all going on behind Wesker and Malgus, as they took the forefront of the attack. Arc continued slaughtering the soldiers that were spared by their destruction with the car being held by electricity in his one hand. The other hand he continued to use as defense against the bullets. Hopefully this showed that he was at least competent and useful enough for Doom.
The Great- wait, no, just SilverAsh
Despite sustaining wounds from the battle, SilverAsh was still capable of dragging himself toward the apartment Deadpool and the rest of the group were heading to. By the time he reached their destination, his regeneration ability had brought him back to full health. It was a convenient ability, except he was then also struck by fatigue. It's not something he was unfamiliar with, though. He had faced worse back at Terra.
Still, compared to his homeworld, this world does gave him quite a good number of surprises. The whole post-apocalyptic atmosphere aside, there seems to be lack of Catastrophe around. He was also unable to find any trace of Originium, which means chance are no one in this world is exposed to Oripathy. That's good and all, but for SilverAsh, there is a high chance that he might not gonna found what he wanted here.
"Hmm?"
The sight of two peculiar individuals manage to caught SilverAsh's attention. One is a relatively young man in white coat while the other one is a gigantic tank robot far too different from what he used to see. The Feline recognized them from back during the fight against the undead dragon, but he realized that they might have not known him yet. There was actually another individual, a young woman, but she already entered the building when SilverAsh was about to approach the group guarding the building.
"Pardon my intruision," said SilverAsh as he stood before the duo, "I believe that I have yet to introduce myself properly to all of you. I am Enciodas Silverash, although you may call me SilverAsh as my comrades would. I believe we fought together against the dragon from back then. If any of you face any hardships, feel free to ask for my assistance."
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And now, for the great Sumireko Usami!
Instead of going along with Deadpool and the other toward the safe house, Sumireko decided to wander by herself. She had already make sure to have some form of 'safety rope' in case things went awry, so she could focus on her research. Unfortunately for her, most of the things she had found so far are either old, obsolete mundane objects or wasted remains of what was once seemed to be delicacies, or at least ingredients of them. Still, even those gave her so much information to sate and further fuel her curiosity.
Teleporting from one building after another, Sumireko thoroughly searched every single ruins she was in without a single care of the world.
The only thing stopping her from proceeding further was a faint sound of battle from afar. Sumireko immediately hid herself among the rubbles, but she was quickly taken over by curiosity. Without any sense of dread from within her thick skull, the teenager scholar peeked to see the event unfolding slightly far from her.
It was, safe to say, a massacre.
There were soldiers and several army vehicle alongside what seemed to be robots. Though it was quite an exciting sight to her, the high-schooler was surprised to see those soldiers were being slaughtered by a small group of people. One of them is a pale man wearing some sort of metal armor with bright red saber on his hand, another one is a man not as pale as previous one with white hair and sunglasses covering his eyes, and there are also two women on a roof near the battlefield, both looking nearly similar from afar with the only notable difference being one of them have a pair of red horns while the other have black ones.
"Holy crap! what is going on-" Sumireko squealed before she covered her mouth trying to contain her shock. She knew she was unable to do anything about the slaughtered soldiers. It was a little too late for her.
Without batting a single eye even further, Sumireko turned back from the one-sided slaughter. She knew she has the warn the other, and warn them ASAP.
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@Wade Von Doom @The Wanderer @Shinkiro @Agent_Puncake @Wiggin @Signupname and basically everyone else
The soldiers didn't stand a chance. The combined power of the attackers was beyond two mechs and a couple soldiers. The pilot of the chopper was quick to start it back up once he realized there was no way of contacting the base, as all he could hear was static. They were jamming the equipment somehow, and before the pilot could get the propellers spinning, out the corner of his eye was a man in the metal suit with tattered robes. He was quickly walking towards the cockpit, and the pilot quickly pulled out his revolver to fire at him. No luck, however, as Doom's hand scattered the door window to grab his hand just as the pilot was about to aim. In one swift motion, the pilot, who was buckled into his seat, was ripped through the window and tossed onto the ground. His comrades were but corpses, and he was all alone. He tried crawling backwards, but bumped into Kahn's feet, with Arc and Wesker by his side. With the Sith, Radec, W and Talulah, the villains encircled the soldier, trapping him. Doom grabbed him by the throat, and lifted him up as high as he could. "If you value your life more than your country, you will follow my commands." Doom told him.
The soldier struggled for a few moments to breath and try escaping, but to no avail. He shook his head, agreeing to whatever Doom wanted of him. Victor let go, dropping the soldier to his knees; gasping for breath. "You will take me to the Siberian deserts."
"What?!" The request was confusing to say the least, as the distance between here and Siberia was 3,497 KM. That was over 6,500 miles away, and would take hours to get there in a helicopter.
"There is something there I must bring here."
"I don't have the fuel for a trip like that!"
"You have enough to reach it. That is all you must concern yourself with."
"We-we haven't had any contact out there in weeks, the whole place is a deathtrap-- AH!" Electricity formed around his body as the Sith zapped him.
"You heard his order!" The Sith shouted to him. "I have spent enough time in this monster infested world for long enough, and for every moment I stand here it will be an hour of pain and suffering you will have never felt before in your life, unless you take this man to where he wishes." He threatened. The soldier got the point quickly.
"O-O-Okay." He complied, before Doom grabbed his shoulder and dragged him back into the chopper.
"You all understand your objectives." Doom told the group. "Continue towards the city while I'm away. Once you are along its borders, wait for my return with the troops at the ready." As he was about to turn to get in the helicopter, the Sith spoke up. "Just a moment, Doom. We have been working together for weeks, yet you have refused to give any detail to your plan and continue leaving us in the dark like children, and I for one am fed up with such treatment."
Radec agreed. "You have promised to return us to our homes, but how is still a mystery." For all his promise, Doom had yet to deliver proof. Only his word, and they were beginning to feel he could not keep it.
"You distrust me?" Doom asked the group. "If it were not for Doom, you would have all been wondering this dying planet for the remainder of your days, fighting bugs and mutant crabs as these lands wither away."
"And yet, the first transport we get, you're going alone." The Sith pointed out.
".... If you require proof that I am a man of my word," Doom began to answer, "MODOCK!" He called out. From the shadows of the ruined buildings came the self-titled 'smartest being in all the worlds combined.'
M.O.D.O.K.
The very bizarre looking being floated over to DOOM, holding a device in his mechanical arms that was the size of a human head. (Thank god it wasn't the size of his.) "The device shall interface directly into the creature's brain. All you must do it insert it on its head." MODOCK told Doom.
"If I do not return within ten hours, MODOCK will give you the means to enter the city, but at a high cost of manpower and force. But, should you wait for me, I can not only destroy any opposition we face within the city, but give to you the teleporter needed to return to your homes. All you must do is trust in my word." Doom informed them all.
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"Nice to meet you too, wolf-boy." Arthur told Ash, patting his back hard enough to push Ash forwards a little. "If you wanna keep makin' speeches, you mind finding somethin' cold?" For the obvious crushed balls Arthur was still feeling sore from.
"Heeey, a regenerator!" Deadpool shouted out, noticing his wounds were gone and his flesh regenerated back. "We need more of those in this group! Kinda just been me, since I go out scouting for Arthur and the brothers, and I usually end up getting stabbed, or shot, or inflicted with some sort of poison, but with you, you can take all those pain and suffering instead! I'll just give you the moral support from the sides." He then gave a thumbs up.
Ashwin's question was answered by Arthur, who fell onto the couch with an exhausted sigh. "No idea. Right now, me, Wade and these two," the MacManus brothers, "have been workin' our way to the city off in the distance. Only real direction we have to finding any answers to our situation."
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NEAR BY:
A band of skeletons were tussling with a group of three. One male, one female, and one giant. The male of the group had easily countered a skeleton attack with his shield; parrying its ax, then driving his sword through its rib cage. It fell to pieces once stabbed, and the male had barely even broken a sweat. "Well... It's certainly refreshing to fight alongside another with these beings." He told the other two, as skeletons within his world were quite the foes in combat.
Solaire
With a more proper weapon to fight, Agam called upon his spheres back and dismissed his staff. Beams protruding from his back started to charge them up, while also spinning them at great speeds. Causing a slight overflow of the energy, creating disks in all of them.
