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re: Bard's Poor Attempt at a Combined Marvel/DC Universe (an ongoing project)
Posted on 5/1/22 at 12:10 pm to Bard
Posted on 5/1/22 at 12:10 pm to Bard
They were tremendously outmatched. This Doomsday beast was a machine of destruction. The Hawks had come in behind it, one swooping in behind each knee to deliver tremendous blows with their maces. The beast staggered but quickly recovered. Part of their attack plan was for the Atom, who had shrunken to mere inches in height, to leap from Carter’s shoulder at the last minute and onto the behemoth. He would then climb into the monster’s ear canal and attempt to distract it and disrupt its sense of balance (assuming its equilibrium was anything like that of humans).
The plan seemed to work as shortly after the Hawks made their way off, the creature began shaking its massive head in an attempt to dislodge whatever was annoying it. But then they learned that, unlike Grundy, this beast was clever.
As Shayera came in from behind it, aiming for a shot at the back of its head, the beast turned inhumanly quickly to snatch her out of the air. It had been tracking her since the first hit and used the Atom’s attempts to lull them into believing it was too distracted to defend itself. Now it had one of its assailants in its enormous hand, covering much of Hawkwoman’s head. She was able to get out a muffled scream just before the loud, sickening cracks from the crushing of her skull silenced her.
Katar Hall had changed his first name to Carter when he and Shayera wakened in America in order to better blend in with the populace. He had done this through many lifetimes while Shayera had refused to. She had joked many times with him that while she was trying to make it easy for him to find her in each new cycle, he was purposely making it difficult for her.
They had seen each other die more than once over their many lifetimes, it didn’t make it any easier each time it happened. Carter Hall’s eyes glazed over with rage, all attempts at strategy were thrown to the wind as he went straight for the brute’s head.
Instead of intercepting the blow or dodging it, the Doomsday creature just stood there and accepted it. The blow, powered by naturally heightened Thanagarian strength, the releasing of absorbed kinetic energy into his mace and his own momentum should have been enough to liquefy much of the creature’s skull. Instead, in a voice sounding like rocks being crushed, the beast laughed.
The laughter drove Carter onto even more careless rage. Somewhere in his mind Katar knew Captain America was yelling something at him, probably something wisely strategic, but he simply didn’t care. He embraced the heat of his anger as he charged in again. He would continue to rain blows on this demon until the end of time, if needed.
“HAWKMAN! Dammit, pull back! We need a plan!” Steve knew he was shouting at a brick wall, but he had to try. Amazing Man had transformed into steel as he circled behind the brute while Steve came in from the front in an attempt to get its attention. The idea was to stall this thing until the others, especially Dr. Fate or Superman, could return. Hawkman’s rage-induced, undisciplined attacks were putting them at risk.
It didn’t last long as the beast finally decided it was tired of Hawkman’s attacks and used Hawkwoman’s corpse to swat Carter out of the air on his next pass. Amazing Man had taken the opportunity to leap on the creature’s back, holding onto one of its shoulder spikes for balance and leverage in order to distract the beast from Hawkman’s prone form but it did no good. The creature ignored Will Everett’s blows while it ended Hawkman’s life in this cycle with a brutal stomp to his head.
The spiked horror reached behind its head, grabbed Amazing Man and casually tossed him aside as a child would an old rag. Will crashed somewhere in the distance.
Not for the first time today, Captain America found himself alone and facing a monster. Unlike last time though, he was still injured. Doctor Fate had done what he could to set and mend the bone itself, but there hadn’t been time to heal the muscles and ligaments adequately. He rolled, jumped and dodged for all he was worth but he quickly realized his evasions weren’t going to do anything but tire him out and just annoy his opponent.
The beast surprised him by kicking a large rock at him. The angle of the rock’s trajectory and the weakness of his shield arm combined to knock the shield from his grasp and send it flying. The power behind the stone projectile knocked him back while spinning him around. He hit the ground hard, his shoulder dislocated.
The beast had come toward him to crush him under his foot just as it had Hawkman. Even though he was in excruciating pain, Cap managed to roll out from under the massive foot just before it landed. It left a deep impression where Cap’s head had just been. The pain in his shoulder had made Steve overcompensate on his roll, now he was flat on his back. He knew that when the creature came for him this time, it truly would be his doomsday.
The monster knew it too. It managed a chuckle and sick smile as it turned to look down at its next victim. It didn’t hurry. It didn’t have to. Instead of moving to stomp him, the creature reached to grab Captain America, it wanted to do something especially horrific to him.
With its large, incredibly strong hand just inches from his face Steve made peace with death. He was more vulnerable before any enemy than he had ever been and this enemy was more powerful than anything he had ever encountered before. He had always known the end would come, death comes for us all eventually. He just hoped it would be in the pursuit of a good and noble cause.
The beast’s hand… was suddenly gone?
Steve shifted to sit up enough to see what was going on and there before him was Will Everett, the ‘Amazing Man’, skinned in a dull silver and holding Cap’s shield. The monster, Doomsday, was picking itself up from the ground dozens of feet away.
The plan seemed to work as shortly after the Hawks made their way off, the creature began shaking its massive head in an attempt to dislodge whatever was annoying it. But then they learned that, unlike Grundy, this beast was clever.
As Shayera came in from behind it, aiming for a shot at the back of its head, the beast turned inhumanly quickly to snatch her out of the air. It had been tracking her since the first hit and used the Atom’s attempts to lull them into believing it was too distracted to defend itself. Now it had one of its assailants in its enormous hand, covering much of Hawkwoman’s head. She was able to get out a muffled scream just before the loud, sickening cracks from the crushing of her skull silenced her.
Katar Hall had changed his first name to Carter when he and Shayera wakened in America in order to better blend in with the populace. He had done this through many lifetimes while Shayera had refused to. She had joked many times with him that while she was trying to make it easy for him to find her in each new cycle, he was purposely making it difficult for her.
They had seen each other die more than once over their many lifetimes, it didn’t make it any easier each time it happened. Carter Hall’s eyes glazed over with rage, all attempts at strategy were thrown to the wind as he went straight for the brute’s head.
Instead of intercepting the blow or dodging it, the Doomsday creature just stood there and accepted it. The blow, powered by naturally heightened Thanagarian strength, the releasing of absorbed kinetic energy into his mace and his own momentum should have been enough to liquefy much of the creature’s skull. Instead, in a voice sounding like rocks being crushed, the beast laughed.
The laughter drove Carter onto even more careless rage. Somewhere in his mind Katar knew Captain America was yelling something at him, probably something wisely strategic, but he simply didn’t care. He embraced the heat of his anger as he charged in again. He would continue to rain blows on this demon until the end of time, if needed.
“HAWKMAN! Dammit, pull back! We need a plan!” Steve knew he was shouting at a brick wall, but he had to try. Amazing Man had transformed into steel as he circled behind the brute while Steve came in from the front in an attempt to get its attention. The idea was to stall this thing until the others, especially Dr. Fate or Superman, could return. Hawkman’s rage-induced, undisciplined attacks were putting them at risk.
It didn’t last long as the beast finally decided it was tired of Hawkman’s attacks and used Hawkwoman’s corpse to swat Carter out of the air on his next pass. Amazing Man had taken the opportunity to leap on the creature’s back, holding onto one of its shoulder spikes for balance and leverage in order to distract the beast from Hawkman’s prone form but it did no good. The creature ignored Will Everett’s blows while it ended Hawkman’s life in this cycle with a brutal stomp to his head.
The spiked horror reached behind its head, grabbed Amazing Man and casually tossed him aside as a child would an old rag. Will crashed somewhere in the distance.
Not for the first time today, Captain America found himself alone and facing a monster. Unlike last time though, he was still injured. Doctor Fate had done what he could to set and mend the bone itself, but there hadn’t been time to heal the muscles and ligaments adequately. He rolled, jumped and dodged for all he was worth but he quickly realized his evasions weren’t going to do anything but tire him out and just annoy his opponent.
The beast surprised him by kicking a large rock at him. The angle of the rock’s trajectory and the weakness of his shield arm combined to knock the shield from his grasp and send it flying. The power behind the stone projectile knocked him back while spinning him around. He hit the ground hard, his shoulder dislocated.
The beast had come toward him to crush him under his foot just as it had Hawkman. Even though he was in excruciating pain, Cap managed to roll out from under the massive foot just before it landed. It left a deep impression where Cap’s head had just been. The pain in his shoulder had made Steve overcompensate on his roll, now he was flat on his back. He knew that when the creature came for him this time, it truly would be his doomsday.
The monster knew it too. It managed a chuckle and sick smile as it turned to look down at its next victim. It didn’t hurry. It didn’t have to. Instead of moving to stomp him, the creature reached to grab Captain America, it wanted to do something especially horrific to him.
With its large, incredibly strong hand just inches from his face Steve made peace with death. He was more vulnerable before any enemy than he had ever been and this enemy was more powerful than anything he had ever encountered before. He had always known the end would come, death comes for us all eventually. He just hoped it would be in the pursuit of a good and noble cause.
The beast’s hand… was suddenly gone?
Steve shifted to sit up enough to see what was going on and there before him was Will Everett, the ‘Amazing Man’, skinned in a dull silver and holding Cap’s shield. The monster, Doomsday, was picking itself up from the ground dozens of feet away.
This post was edited on 5/1/22 at 12:11 pm
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Posted on 5/1/22 at 12:12 pm to Bard
Will Everett’s parents had moved he and his siblings from the deep South not long after he was born. Detroit had become the place of dreams where work was easy to find and anyone could get hired, as long as they were willing to work hard. Will never quite fit in with any groups growing up. He was smart and incredibly athletic but his quiet demeanor often made him a victim among his peers.
By the time he was twelve, he was the only one left in the home after school. All three of his older siblings had married and were making their own way in the world now and his parents both worked long hours so it was no surprise that a young boy would become restless and begin to wander. As luck would have it, his wanderings eventually brought him to a boxing gym. A few months after that some of the kids stopped picking on him. A year later and not even the older kids picked on him.
Will took to boxing like a duck takes to water. He was strong, quick, had good instincts and could take a punch. He continued boxing even after graduating high school, even after he took his job as a janitor at a nearby medical research facility and did not stop until a year later when the accident which turned him into Amazing Man happened.
Three months after the bombing of Pearl Harbor, Will was approached by an English woman. Peggy Carter was a recruiter for an Allied task force of super-powered people called The Invaders, who were put together in order to stop the Nazis forces. He would train in other fighting methods with Ted Grant, known as “Wildcat”, but most of his training came from teammate Steve Rogers. Steve was very much like Will, wanting to train every moment possible.
Will had never had close friends before so his intense and near-constant training with Steve, and then Diana as well, had created a bond for him that he often wondered was stronger than what he had with his own family.
He thought he had reached the limit of his powers when he absorbed the properties of Diana’s Uru bracers earlier that day. That incredible and constant charge of energy from the strange, other-worldly metal was difficult to contain, even when exerting himself to his fullest. Letting go of the power had left him feeling weak and nauseous. He had never wanted to do that again.
The Doomsday monster had tossed him aside as if he were a toy, even in his steel form. Will had made it back to the battle area in time to see the gigantic beast dislodge the shield from Steve’s arm, the shield landing between himself and the two remaining combatants. He knew his steel form simply wasn’t enough but he was frightened, no… terrified, of what Steve’s shield might do to him. Will would try his steel form again and hope for the best, he picked up the shield on his way.
The creature’s foot narrowly missing Steve’s head subconsciously triggered his power and he had absorbed the properties of Steve’s shield before he had realized it.
The power he felt now was similar to what he had experienced from Diana’s bracer. There was more there, much more, but it wasn’t as wild and demanding. This power, he could control.
He used the power to speed his steps, taking him across the clearing with far more power than even steel gave him. When he slammed into the beast’s side, he sent it flying.
The beast was quick to recover and came charging at him like a massive, spiked bull. It was so much larger than Will, and possibly stronger, that he decided to fight it a bit differently. Will braced himself as the beast put all its forward momentum into a roundhouse swing, and hit the monster directly in its fist.
The howl of pain from the monstrosity quickly turned to rage as it tried to hit him again and again, only to be met with the same tactic each time. Its hands healed almost instantly, but that didn’t stop the impacts from hurting. It wasn’t used to being hurt and it didn’t like it much.
As the Doomsday monster changed tactics from trying to pound to attempting to grasp, Will also changed tactics by dodging and weaving out of the way, powerfully batting the hands aside when possible. He caught a monstrous hand as it came down from on high, holding back the creature’s incredible strength with his own. The beast’s other hand came in from the side but Will caught that with his own other hand. They stood there, locked in a stalemate with strength matching size, leverage and strength. In his mind’s eye Will saw what it must look like: an irresistible force meeting an immovable object and it made him fiercely proud. He was finally living up to his name, he was being amazing.
The beast must have realized it couldn’t win so instead of attempting to push down with its right hand, it simply closed its hand around Will’s, engulfing it. Will braced for the creature to disengage its left hand to punch again, instead it simply jerked Will from the ground. Before he could react, the unearthly creature began whipping him down against the ground over and over. Had Will absorbed any other metal, even Diana’s bracers, he was sure his arm would have broken.
The rag-dolling of Will Everett stopped when a familiar green light slammed into and around the Doomsday creature’s head. It reached for the glowing ball around its head with both hands, dropping Will completely.
Will hit the ground then immediately launched himself at its nearest kneecap. There was a large cracking sound and a roar of pain as the knee gave way and the beast fell onto it. The Flash made his return known as he zipped through the battle scene, putting his incredible speed behind the large rock he was carrying in his hand. The rock had enough energy to make the Doomsday beast flinch as it hit a nerve cluster under his arm.
It was angry now. Blinded by the Green Lantern construct over its face, it was taking turns between swinging wildly and pounding at the construct on its head. Under the constant barrage of attacks from The Flash, Amazing Man and the pressure and blindness from Green Lantern’s construct, the gargantuan monster’s other knee dropped to the earth as well. It then ignored the others to focus on its head. It began squeezing the construct, contrary to logic, squeezing harder and harder.
Alan Scott had to change his focus from putting the pressure on this Doomsday’s head to reinforcing the construct so it wouldn’t break under the outside pressure from the creature’s incredible strength. As he began to feel light-headed he thought that maybe letting go of the construct might be a good thing, so he did. The beast’s hands smashed against its own head but all it did was slightly daze it. Before Alan could refocus enough to reapply the forcefield, the beast had already shaken its head to clear away any cobwebs.
By the time he was twelve, he was the only one left in the home after school. All three of his older siblings had married and were making their own way in the world now and his parents both worked long hours so it was no surprise that a young boy would become restless and begin to wander. As luck would have it, his wanderings eventually brought him to a boxing gym. A few months after that some of the kids stopped picking on him. A year later and not even the older kids picked on him.
Will took to boxing like a duck takes to water. He was strong, quick, had good instincts and could take a punch. He continued boxing even after graduating high school, even after he took his job as a janitor at a nearby medical research facility and did not stop until a year later when the accident which turned him into Amazing Man happened.
Three months after the bombing of Pearl Harbor, Will was approached by an English woman. Peggy Carter was a recruiter for an Allied task force of super-powered people called The Invaders, who were put together in order to stop the Nazis forces. He would train in other fighting methods with Ted Grant, known as “Wildcat”, but most of his training came from teammate Steve Rogers. Steve was very much like Will, wanting to train every moment possible.
Will had never had close friends before so his intense and near-constant training with Steve, and then Diana as well, had created a bond for him that he often wondered was stronger than what he had with his own family.
He thought he had reached the limit of his powers when he absorbed the properties of Diana’s Uru bracers earlier that day. That incredible and constant charge of energy from the strange, other-worldly metal was difficult to contain, even when exerting himself to his fullest. Letting go of the power had left him feeling weak and nauseous. He had never wanted to do that again.
The Doomsday monster had tossed him aside as if he were a toy, even in his steel form. Will had made it back to the battle area in time to see the gigantic beast dislodge the shield from Steve’s arm, the shield landing between himself and the two remaining combatants. He knew his steel form simply wasn’t enough but he was frightened, no… terrified, of what Steve’s shield might do to him. Will would try his steel form again and hope for the best, he picked up the shield on his way.
The creature’s foot narrowly missing Steve’s head subconsciously triggered his power and he had absorbed the properties of Steve’s shield before he had realized it.
The power he felt now was similar to what he had experienced from Diana’s bracer. There was more there, much more, but it wasn’t as wild and demanding. This power, he could control.
He used the power to speed his steps, taking him across the clearing with far more power than even steel gave him. When he slammed into the beast’s side, he sent it flying.
The beast was quick to recover and came charging at him like a massive, spiked bull. It was so much larger than Will, and possibly stronger, that he decided to fight it a bit differently. Will braced himself as the beast put all its forward momentum into a roundhouse swing, and hit the monster directly in its fist.
The howl of pain from the monstrosity quickly turned to rage as it tried to hit him again and again, only to be met with the same tactic each time. Its hands healed almost instantly, but that didn’t stop the impacts from hurting. It wasn’t used to being hurt and it didn’t like it much.
As the Doomsday monster changed tactics from trying to pound to attempting to grasp, Will also changed tactics by dodging and weaving out of the way, powerfully batting the hands aside when possible. He caught a monstrous hand as it came down from on high, holding back the creature’s incredible strength with his own. The beast’s other hand came in from the side but Will caught that with his own other hand. They stood there, locked in a stalemate with strength matching size, leverage and strength. In his mind’s eye Will saw what it must look like: an irresistible force meeting an immovable object and it made him fiercely proud. He was finally living up to his name, he was being amazing.
The beast must have realized it couldn’t win so instead of attempting to push down with its right hand, it simply closed its hand around Will’s, engulfing it. Will braced for the creature to disengage its left hand to punch again, instead it simply jerked Will from the ground. Before he could react, the unearthly creature began whipping him down against the ground over and over. Had Will absorbed any other metal, even Diana’s bracers, he was sure his arm would have broken.
The rag-dolling of Will Everett stopped when a familiar green light slammed into and around the Doomsday creature’s head. It reached for the glowing ball around its head with both hands, dropping Will completely.
Will hit the ground then immediately launched himself at its nearest kneecap. There was a large cracking sound and a roar of pain as the knee gave way and the beast fell onto it. The Flash made his return known as he zipped through the battle scene, putting his incredible speed behind the large rock he was carrying in his hand. The rock had enough energy to make the Doomsday beast flinch as it hit a nerve cluster under his arm.
It was angry now. Blinded by the Green Lantern construct over its face, it was taking turns between swinging wildly and pounding at the construct on its head. Under the constant barrage of attacks from The Flash, Amazing Man and the pressure and blindness from Green Lantern’s construct, the gargantuan monster’s other knee dropped to the earth as well. It then ignored the others to focus on its head. It began squeezing the construct, contrary to logic, squeezing harder and harder.
Alan Scott had to change his focus from putting the pressure on this Doomsday’s head to reinforcing the construct so it wouldn’t break under the outside pressure from the creature’s incredible strength. As he began to feel light-headed he thought that maybe letting go of the construct might be a good thing, so he did. The beast’s hands smashed against its own head but all it did was slightly daze it. Before Alan could refocus enough to reapply the forcefield, the beast had already shaken its head to clear away any cobwebs.
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