Maul Pulled his lightsaber back into his hands, then Gripped some of the wreckage created by Majora's fall, and threw it at Doomsday.
On empty crossroads, seek the eclipse -- for when Sol and Lua align, the lost shall find their way home.Shang Tsung hit the ground. If this creature was immune to fire, perhaps he could take its soul. But soul stealing would take plenty of effort, not to mention direct physical contact. He decided to instead use his magic to heal Zod to the point where the Kryptonian could fight. It would take two weeks off of the sorcerer's current lifespan, but it was more important that everyone was able to fight.
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J-E-T-S JETS JETS JETS!The transfer of life force wasn't working. The sorcerer hadn't wasted his lifespan.
Suddenly, he got a brilliant idea. Surely, even a Kryptonian could not survive the vacuum of space. He would surely boil. He could stop Zod from starting an interdimensional empire before the Kryptonian could even start. The sorcerer dragged Zod up to the airlock.
"You wanted someone to get thrown out the airlock?" said Shang Tsung into Zod's ear. "Well, you just got your wish." The sorcerer tossed Zod out the airlock into space. How could killing Zod have been so simple?
J-E-T-S JETS JETS JETS!Dark. Everything was so dark...
He wondered how he had gotten here so suddenly. The most concrete thing he remembered was being in the Lost Woods, talking to the boy in green whose name he had forgotten, with his sky-blue ocarina in his hands. Then things went blank. The next time he had opened his eyes, he had been in a chamber, talking to a man in armor....
Now he was underneath something, struggling to breathe. He had no idea how he had gotten here. Perhaps it was another game?
But no, it felt too serious for that. He felt... different. As if he was... free for the first time, after what seemed like an eternity. Those people out there... he could hear voices.
Perhaps they would play with him?
He reached up weakly, trying to summon the energy to get out. He couldn't. Everything was feeling so... dim...
Underneath a pile of electronic debris, his body crushed beyond repair by the force of Doomsday's blow, Skull Kid closed his eyes for the last time.
A single, purple hand burst out of the rubble, the end of it tapering off into a red, whip-like tentacle.
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Abruptly, and quite suddenly, a tall, humanoid figure burst from the rubble, purple and red markings covering its body. The single eye in the middle of its demonic head surveyed the scene, and its leering, shark-like jaws ground together in anticipation of the battle to come. Two, long, whip-like tentacles protruded from where its hands were supposed to be, crackling with energy.
If there was still some doubt as to the identity of this creature, it would be dispelled with a single glance at its chest.
The familiar visage of Majora's Mask stared out from it.
Majora's Wrath opened its mouth to speak.
"You've been a bad boy, Mr. Doomsday..." Despite the changes, its voice still remained the same, putting it at harsh odds with its physical appearance, and creating quite a disconcerting effect.
"Goodbye."
The twin whips, surrounded with a cutting aura that would penetrate even Doomsday's toughened hide, lashed out at the Kryptonian abomination with surprising accuracy and speed, creating a storm of blows as they whipped to and fro.
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Daido, missing Doomsday due to a poor choice of wording, decides to leap in the air and attempt to punch Doomsday once again with the Unicorn Punch.
Sec would find an assortment of weapons in the vault (most of which were clearly designed for beings with opposable thumbs) but he would also notice a wall mounted safe that had been torn open and was now empty.
Doomsday swung his own fist to counter Daido, their fists meeting in mid-air.
Maul ran forward, then jumped toward Doomsday, lightsaber twirling in an eight-like pattern before him. Clearly, he meant to strike Doomsday before the jump's momentum would carry him away.
On empty crossroads, seek the eclipse -- for when Sol and Lua align, the lost shall find their way home.

"SPIKED-IG-NOR-AMUS!"