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Futuristic Arcadia: Heroes World Brave

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The vault door slid open, the thick metal surprisingly smooth even as the clanking of machinery echoed into the hall. On the other side, about a football field's length away, Jacques stood, facing the door, his back to the gaping slash of vortex energy that could only be the Sliver. The once smooth glass that had covered the Sliver was nearly gone, cracked and broken. A hole in the world had formed, but not yet connected to its destination.

The hangar appeared to be a perfect cube, extending another football field past the Sliver in every direction, with the small observatory lab to the right side of the vault door. It was completely empty except for the Sliver and the machinery surrounding it.

"Koschei and friends," Jacques sneered sarcastically, raising his hands. "I would never have guessed the General would send you after me. Honestly, I don't know what you hope to gain here. You couldn't stop me in Atlas City from taking Koschei, and you won't be able to stop me now that I have nothing to hold me back."

"An apt way to put it," Sasha said, his expression grim and cold. "Nothing will be holding us back either."

Jacques frowned momentarily, then his mocking smile returned. "Then come and die! I only need to use one finger for the likes of you." He raised his index finger of his right hand and pointed it towards the Brave. "Now, which one of you shall I kill first?"
 
Henry glanced around for a brief moment at the tear in reality known as the Sliver. Like a jagged crack in the atmosphere, it was clear fro ma glance that whatever lay on the other side, was not meant to be seen by denizens of this mortal plane. Now, whether he himself would find it familiar is another story. But for now, there was another issue at hand. That issue being the individual standing before them.

"Maybe your memory needs jogging a little bit..." Henry stepped forward. "You attacked the city while we were unaware and got away with it because you had your team there to back you up and distract us. Needless to say, your team won't be here to have your back this time. And we have a better idea of what you can do," Henry continued, taking another step forward. "Not everything, of course. No way this is going to be easy, but...we can take you," Henry stated with a confident smile. "We all know you're not just going to sit there and talk us to death so bring it on."
 
"So I guess you're first then," Jacques said, his finger aiming straight at Henry, then flicking upwards. Henry was launched into the air by Jacques' telekinetic power, two hundred feet up before his ascent slowed and he began to fall.
 
Klaus activated his suit and took to the air to catch Henry as he fell. “I gotcha,” he said as the pair hovered a moment. Klaus’s gaze was stuck on the Sliver. He knew he couldn’t risk his tech going through the portal, and his sensors couldn’t analyze anything properly. “This isn’t going to be easy,” he muttered to Henry and they touched the ground. “We can’t risk anyone going through, ever see anything like this before?”
 
The belt gave its familiar jingle as Akiko activated Shinigami Gray form. Henry had gone first but Klaus had easily caught him. Shinigami didn't wait. Data was needed and Sasha had given her very little.

Intangible, Invisible, and In Flight all activated as she sought to close the distance between her and Jacques. She had no idea if he would be able to see her so she charged straight on, hoping at least one of her abilities would allow her to close the gap and land a blow.
 
Jacques frowned as Klaus caught Henry, but he quickly turned his attention back down to the others. His eyes narrowed as Akiko disappeared but his gaze remained on Sasha.

Sasha reached inside his coat and pulled out a revolver. He aimed the gun and fired three shots in rapid succession.

Jacques didn't flinch as the bullets went way off target. Sasha took a step forward and fired again. Again the bullet went off target. Another step. Fire.

One more step, and this time Jacques moved. His finger jabbed at Sasha, and curled inward rapidly. Sasha found himself hurtling towards Jacques, the g-force nearly causing him to blackout.

Sasha hurtled past Akiko, and this time Jacques flicked his finger down, spiking Sasha into the ground at incredible velocity.

"Now where did you go Ghost Girl?" Jacques growled, his eyes scanning rapidly.
 
"Thanks," Henry nodded to Klaus as he alighted back down on the ground. He knew he'd potentially be under even more of a time limit, especially since he had already accessed the light earlier today. But now, there was no choice. They'd have to go all out against a foe such as Jacques.

As Jacques was tossing Sasha and looking for Akiko, henry quickly raised his blaster as it split apart and became something of a gauntlet over his right fist.

"Arisen Sun!" the Red light began to envelop Henry. "Endless Space!" with the blue light following in tandem!

Henry no longer stood where he once was the light enveloping him unleashing the strange-machinations of space time faster than the human eye would manage to notice. And before long standing before the sliver, a Titanic being hovered above the battlefield.

Within this vast universe exists a macrocosm of light, Cosmic Titan, ""MACROMAN!"

Macroman flew, the cosmic titan's speed increasing until he became a giant blur. Moving faster than one would expect for a being of his size, he cracked his arm backwards and soon enough a shadow was cast over Jacques in the shape of a colossal hand, curling into a fist! Macroman's punch was let loose, the impact causing a gust of wind to stir up from within the vault. Whether it hit Jacques or not remains to be seen, which is why he had to prepare for his next maneuver.
 
Jacques' head snapped instantly towards Macroman as he flew towards Jacques, his eyes tracking every movement the giant made. The blast of wind, quickly followed by Macroman's gigantic fist, smashed directly into the space above Jacques, no more than a few feet away, unable to pass through whatever barrier Jacques had surrounded himself with.

Jacques glared up at the oversized alien and sneered. "Know your place," he growled, and his eyes flashed with a strange light. Macroman instantly could feel an intense pressure building up inside his palm and fingers, rapidly increasing to the bursting point...
 
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A whoosh went through Macroman as Akiko put her hand on him, putting all her strength into making him intangible as well. Her body reappeared and she was grounded, all her focus going into Henry. She didn't know if it would allow him to pass through the barrier but if it did, it gave both her and Henry an opening.
 
Lynne hung back, her focus pulling itself in every direction at once. They were fighting. This Jacques guy was a threat, had killed people, would kill them if they failed here. They had to stop him, she needed to help. And yet.

The Sliver. A polished mirror, cracked for access to the reflections inside. Was that how to describe it? She wasn’t sure. She didn’t really know what it was. Didn’t know where it had come from, how it could have been made, what worlds it could connect to. There were so many questions, so many mysteries, so much missing knowledge.

She felt hungry.

She took a step back through the door of the lab, looking around at the crowded next of monitors and dials and buttons, at the bodies slumped on the floor. Her hair drifted around her like tendrils, her eyes widening in a near predatory obsession. Were they all dead? Could one have survived? One who knew how to operate things?

She turned, stepping toward the engineers Jacques had thrown against the opposite wall. She loomed over them, an odd flicker in her appearance, like a screen projector stuttering. One ẗ̴̖e̴̦̿ñ̸̼t̷͕̍a̸̖͐c̵͓͆l̷̤̄e̴̖̎ floated near one of the bodies, and her eyes snapped toward it; this one was still living, barely, a flicker of electricity firing in faint bursts through his brain, soon to be extinguished entirely.

Not soon enough.

Lynne knelt, grabbing the bottom of the scientist’s chin and tilting his face upward. His eyes were closed, lids heavy and limp, and she pried them open, tilting his head this way and that to roll his insensate eyes where he could ļ̴̘̪̘̈́̓̊̽o̸̝̪̮͍̽͌̇̚o̴̤̝̘̓͐̑͜͝k̴͈̭͇̹͑̑̾͆ ̸̡̙͖̖̉̆͊̈́a̵̼̘̖̬̿̍̀͒t̸̯̣̬̬́̾͛̅ ̵̢̞̰̘̍̔̐̚h̴̹͙͖͛̌͊͂͜ê̸̛̺̺͓̄͋ͅŗ̵̩͍̬͆̈́́̚.

Her eyes locked to his. She had never done this before. It would not be gentle.
 

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