Sec was in his room.
A perfect specimen. A way to defeat Zod. Gone.
Zod has underestimated the Daleks. For that, he would pay.
But strangely, Sec lingered on the fact that Zod had exterminated his own son.
Not even he would exterminate his spawn.
An emotion lingered in the Dalek, one he didn't detect.
I popped out from the recesses of his mind, a trace emotion which had survived his genetic tampering and conditioning.
Disgust.
—The ancient Decepticon vents a little steam from his jaw plates, a worsening ache in his processor. Metal hisses on metal as his twin blades are drawn and brought to the ready. —
On Behalf Of The Three Who Command, I Order You To Cease This Needless Moral Meddling, Organic Averruncus.
"He could not know it. For it was not all a joke."The door to Jack's lab swung wide open and the young scientist rushed out. He clutched a black metal sphere, covered in all manner of wires and diodes. "Zod! I've got it! It's only a prototype and some of the kinks still need to be worked out, but at least we can see how it does in the field."
Then he noticed the fight. He cringed and began to back away towards the door. "Oh. Well, I better get back to the lab. I'll just leave this here and..." The sphere clattered to the floor.
Jack Spicer was gone.
"Decapitatioooooon!"
That was the last thing he heard. Not only had that insect, that half-breed, that... roadie defeated him, but the sniveling cretin had chosen to mock him as the demon emperor's head tumbled to the ground.
And all was black.
Doviculus slowly awoke, the dull light of the chamber streming through his mask. This in itself as odd, as Doviculus rarely slept. It took time away from more important things.
Even odder was the fact that he appeared to be sitting on a throne, which he never recalled owning. Doviculus was the hands-on kind of emperor.
And oddest of all was the fact that he was still alive, for a certain value of the word. The emperor could feel a thick scar where the roadie's ax had struck his neck, a ugly, thick line just under his mask.
The walls pulsed, as if breathing. Doviculus smiled. And laughed.
A new door appeared in the All-Lair. It was less a door and more a massive, circular mouth, a hole of bloody pink flesh with several cracked and broken teeth surrounding the massive ball gag that kept the fleshy doorway closed. A single massive eye, wide and bloodshot, sat atop it, darting around the room, taking in every detail.
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"You have more than enough potential. So tell me what is the one wish that would make your soul gem shine." -Mitt Romney, probably-Zod grabbed Fate's wrist in an unbreakable grip before his punch could connect, and smashed his head into Fate's jaw-
"Heartless? For killing an upstart who was willing to disgrace his family and spit on his culture?"
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"Okay then," said Shang Tsung. He closed the door. "This General Zod just cemented himself as my enemy by killing his son. I know I can't let him run amok like this, but I know power when I see it, and that 'man' is quite powerful. I know I can't let him run amok, but I will have to wait for some time before I can fight him. I need an ally, someone whom I can scheme with to covertly bring him down. That's where you come in, Sec. We must form some sort of alliance against this madman Zod. But if he or his allies found out I wanted to kill him, they'd probably inflict a fatality upon me. But if I, too, have comfort in knowing I have allies, perhaps he can be brought down."
J-E-T-S JETS JETS JETS!Norman and Harry collapse on the ground as Harry loses the abiltiy to move his right leg and Norman loses the ability to move his left arm.
Norman gets up. "Come on weakling! You can't defend your girl from one mage! How will you in the clutch!?"
Harry starts growling in rage and is about to argue when the voice of a friend echoes through his head. Look around you. These mighty lords look upon you with contempt. But heed me, and they will look on you not with disgust but dread. Their miserable lives will be yours to end as you see fit.
Harry stops in his tracks. Peter? What does the killer of my father want?
If Harry could see "Peter" he would see a smile. I'm here to help an old friend. Now listen. You, and you alone, will wield power unimaginable.
Azula flipped again in the air, sending up her own blasts of fire at the axe, engulfing it and warping it away. The effort caused her to hit the ground hard on her back, with a faint grunt of pain, and she rolled to the side to avoid the lasers, nearly finding herself at the feet of the newcomer, blinking slightly when she realized her hair had come out of it's topknot. She snarled, then stood, raising her hands to bring up another charge of lightning.
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Easing back into life one step at a time

-Zod rose into the air to dodge the wave and intercepted the pillars, flinging them at Fate before one of them could hit the ground-
"I will excecute any treacherous weakling I please, and I will not be held back by trifling things such as blood."