Hey guys, gotta a new fic on my Patreon called, In DC with the Pet Pet Fruit.
It's darker with more mature themes than my other fics. The MC is a villain.
Check it out at:
Patreon.com/Saintbarbido.
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Chapter 168: Final Battle: Across the World.
(General P.O.V) (a few minutes earlier)
The entire world was in a state of panic. This invasion was unlike anything Earth had ever seen before.
News outlets across the globe were all reporting on the same thing.
The 41 massive spaceships hovering above the most densely populated locations across the globe and the insect like monstrosities that kidnapped people off the streets.
Nations had announced a state of emergency and most had curfews in full effect, hoping that containing people indoors would lessen the chances of them being abducted.
Heroes and villains, bitter enemies and rivals, from all over the planet banded together at this critical juncture to fight the hordes of Apokalips.
However even with the temporary truce, things weren't looking good for the Earth.
~~~~~
In Rio De Janeiro, under the fallen statue of Christ the Redeemer,
Fire and Ice, two female superheroes unleashed devastating waves of attacks on Para-demons as they covered the evacuation efforts.
They had already been at it for half an hour and exhaustion was steadily setting in. Around them were frozen bodies of Para-demons contained in ice sculptures, courtesy of the Cryo-kinetic in the duo.
The two were now standing back to back fighting with everything they had.
Huge swathes of flames poured out of Fire's hands, the heat washing over a group of Para-demons headed towards them from the sky.
Smoking and burnt bodies hit the ground before them. And still more of them were coming!
Fire used her elbow to nudge her best friend, her ample chest moving up and down in exhaustion while her face was covered in sweat. Strands of her long hair clung to her forehead.
"We can't keep this up for long, Ice."
In another part of the city, Thunderbolt a native of Brazil and hero just like the two women, was a mere blur.
He raced down the street, grabbing civilians in danger in the blink of an eye, while delivering thunderous blows to any Para-demon he met on the way.
~~~~~
All the way in Asia, Doctor Light, Kimiyo Hoshi, soared through the night sky above Tokyo, leading a cadre of Japanese heroes.
Her white costume shimmered like a shooting star as she descended into the heart of the brightly lit city, where Para-demons swarmed like locusts, diving down to grab innocent civilians.
"Yōshanai!" (No Mercy!)
She yelled, unleashing beams of devastating light attacks.
She didn't need to hold back, the lights across the city fed her with more power than she could use. So she turned it on the enemy.
Then once she landed, she proved to be even more dangerous at close quarters.
With a flurry of precise strikes enhanced by her light abilities and graceful acrobatics, she tore through the creatures, dispatching them with a martial artistry that left her fellow heroes and onlookers alike in awe.
~~~~~
In Moscow, the Rocket Red Brigade, a Russian team of Superpowered individuals in powerful suits of armors faced off against the Parademons as they descended upon the Red Square.
Firing off hundreds of rounds and other powerful attacks, they protected the thousands who sought refuge in the Saint Basil's Cathedral.
~~~~~
The situation was very much the same in India as, the Jade Monk, standing in the heart of New Delhi, invoked ancient incantations, pulling power from the gods themselves.
A shimmering force field enveloped the entire city, glowing with mystical energy.
While it proved impervious to the relentless assaults of the Para-demons, cracks were already running down it's length.
~~~~~
In Mexico City, a family of three was about to be captured by a Para-demon when the creature was torn apart limb from limb.
Green blood and bodily liquids dripped down onto the pavement, followed by the wet smack of the Para-demon's remains.
A weary voice sighed.
"I do not like this senseless killing...but I also do not have a choice. Forgive me creature."
In the air above the dead Para-demon, El Dorado, a hero with strength and abilities similar to Superman, bowed his head in remorse.
The father of the family he had just saved, walked forward, standing protectively before his wife and daughter.
The three of them looked up at their savior, who was dressed in green pants, a red cape and a long golden ornament that circled his neck before connecting with the belt on his hip.
El Dorado felt their states and turned to face them.
"Are you hurt?"
"No."
They shook their heads.
"Thank you, senor."
The father said, bowing in gratitude.
"Think nothing of it. Walk down this street and you should see a member of the Justicia. They shall lead you to safety."
El Dorado told him before turning and flying away.
~~~~~
While all this was happening across the world,
In a certain city in America, known for two primary things, one having the headquarters of one of the biggest multinational corporations in the world: Lex-corp.
And two for being the home of arguably the greatest superhero ever, Superman, the final battle to determine the fate of the world was about to take place.
In the outskirts of Metropolis, a carrier plane was quickly closing in on the destroyed part of the city.
Even from afar, smoke rose above the Skyscrapers jutting out of the Metropolis skyline.
Deeper in,
Pandemonium reigned supreme across the streets of the city of tomorrow.
Paramedics, emergency personnel and authorities filled the area, helping injured people or in the case of the latter, guarding the perimeter set up around the street to stop the advance of enemy forces.
A few blocks away, and you entered a warzone.
These streets were abandoned. Cars burned, leaving behind metallic husks, dead bodies lay unmoving on the pavement, and the military was hard at work fighting for the survival of their species.
Tanks belonging to the national guard and the nearby military base regularly sent shots at the swarms of creatures filling the sky.
Snipers filled the rooftops, picking off the Para-demons that tried to make it past the barricade.
In retaliation, the Para-demons would swoop down and grab the soldiers in a bid to carry them towards the Apokaliptian vessels for the forced transformation into Para-demons.
Then the new Para-demons would leave the vessel and begin assailing their former teammates.
It was a losing battle and the army had already been forced to abandon their other checkpoints, the never ending onslaught pushing them deeper and deeper into the city.
Behind the barricade, in a temporary tent set up inside an alley, the commander burst in with an injured soldier on his shoulder.
"Medic! I need a medic!"
He yelled out into the tent, his voice barely audible over the roar of gunfire on the outside.
There was a flurry of activity as medical staff took the groaning soldier off him and placed him on a stretcher.
Another soldier ran into the room after him.
"The comms are ready Commander."
He said, handing over the radio.
The Commander snatched it out of his hands and immediately roared into it.
"Where are the reinforcements?! I'm losing men out here!"
There was a brief static before he received a response.
"Back up is 5 minutes out Commander. Just hold on. Retreat if you-"
"There's nowhere else to retreat!"
The Commander rebutted.
"We're already near the perimeter as it is. We lose any more ground and those things are going after civilians!"
There was a brief silence, then the person on the other side amended their earlier statement.
"2 minutes out Commander. Just hold on."
Then the line went dead.
******
In the outskirts of Metropolis, said reinforcements were now just entering the city in an aircraft. A carrier plane to be exact.
The drone of the carrier plane's engine was broken by the sound of a pair of boots slapping on the metallic floor of the cabin inside.
"Colonel Flag!"
A soldier called out urgently.
"We're coming up on Metropolis sir."
The soldier saluted, stopping before Rick Flag.
Flag nodded, strapping on his handgun in the holster under his shoulder.
Then he turned to the cabin filled with soldiers and a certain special group of individuals the soldiers avoided like the plague.
"Okay men! Listen up."
Flag announced with a clap.
"We are about to encounter heavy contact."
The soldiers looked tense, most of them gripped their weapons tightly, a few prayed. All of them decked out in full combat gear.
"Gamma group."
Flag continued moving through the Cabin.
"Remember the mission, you're under Captain Luiz and your job is to act as back up to the main force facing those things. Hold the perimeter by any means necessary. Got it?"
"Yessir!"
Came a chorus from the soldiers.
"Control tells me some civilians might have been left behind." Flag continued.
"Therefore your secondary objective is to evacuate those you can. However not at the cost of your first objective. Do I make myself clear?"
"Yessir!"
He paused to let that sink in.
"Do not, and I repeat, do not throw your lives away for glory. Work as a unit. Let the Justice League and the crazies sitting on the left side of this boat handle the bulk of the aliens. You're just there to make sure the fight does not spill over to the civilian side."
He said.
"Hey fuck you Flag. Don't lump me in with the rest."
Bloodsport said from where he was leaning his head on the cabin walls, eyes closed.
"What is that supposed to mean, you insufferable @_@$@&-!"
Captain Boomerang let out a litany of insults aimed at Bloodsport.
"Whoa whoa whoa!"
Flag raised his hands.
"Not smart Boomer. He's going to be watching your back, remember?"
"Let me kill him now. It should spare those things the trouble."
Bloodsport said, removing his handgun from his hip.
Just then, the entire plane buckled as something fast cut through the air next to the plane.
"What was that?"
Black Manta seated next to Clay face asked, turning to face the cabin window.
"Huh sir?"
One of the soldiers called out, similarly staring out of the small window.
"It's raining...arrows?"
******
Batman's breath came out in a sharp wheeze.
He blinked.
The blood loss must have been getting to him. Affecting his brain and causing him to see things. Otherwise, why was the sky tinted purple?
The clouds above flashed with light, something- or rather somethings tore through them as they fell towards the Earth.
Several of them speared through the Apokaliptian ship above the water.
It was fast and unexpected. The Ship's forcefield faltered, barely even stopping the shower.
All across the world, the same thing was taking place. Fire and Ice were on their last legs when thousands of purple arrows decimated the ranks of Para-demons looming over them.
The scene repeated itself in Russia, the Rocket Red Brigade having lost half of their forces were about to be forced to abandon the Red Square when the Para-demons assailing them were torn apart by the arrows.
Tokyo, doctor light felt the attacks before they even landed. She informed the rest of the Japanese heroes and they retreated to watch.
"Subarashi." ( brilliant),
she muttered in awe at the spectacle while standing on the roof of a building.
******
Surrounded by thousands of Para-demons and hundreds of corrupted Green Lanterns, Darkseid established eyes with the one responsible for the attacks.
His gaze pierced through the atmosphere and space.
Red eyes met purple eyes across the vast distance.
"There's the ugly bastard."
Davian gave a small smile, lowering his bow.
Chase who was floating in midair beside him had a shocked look on his face.
"You...you actually did it. The arrows reached. All 41 ships have been hit. 90% of the Para-demons were disintegrated by Respira..."
He muttered with awe.
"And that's not even the main show. Watch."
Davian told him.
A few of those arrows, hundred to be precise were not only thicker and more powerful but were slower as well, their trajectory set for Darkseid.
"Hhmph!"
The New God snorted at the incoming projectiles, his eyes glowing red before a pair of familiar beams zigzagged through the air, drowning the arrows under the heat of the Omega effect.
Darkseid's eyes widened a bit when the arrows held up to his attack, bursting through the Omega beams without even slowing down.
Something about those arrows seemed to counteract his Omega Effect.
The arrows were about to pierce through him when the world stopped.
A portal swirling with energy opened before the God of Evil. The Black Racer ran out of the portal, headed straight for the arrows.
Hey guys, gotta a new fic on my Patreon called, In DC with the Pet Pet Fruit.
It's darker with more mature themes than my other fics. The MC is a villain.
Check it out at:
Patreon.com/Saintbarbido.
::-------------------------------------------::
Chapter 168: Final Battle: Across the World.
(General P.O.V) (a few minutes earlier)
The entire world was in a state of panic. This invasion was unlike anything Earth had ever seen before.
News outlets across the globe were all reporting on the same thing.
The 41 massive spaceships hovering above the most densely populated locations across the globe and the insect like monstrosities that kidnapped people off the streets.
Nations had announced a state of emergency and most had curfews in full effect, hoping that containing people indoors would lessen the chances of them being abducted.
Heroes and villains, bitter enemies and rivals, from all over the planet banded together at this critical juncture to fight the hordes of Apokalips.
However even with the temporary truce, things weren't looking good for the Earth.
~~~~~
In Rio De Janeiro, under the fallen statue of Christ the Redeemer,
Fire and Ice, two female superheroes unleashed devastating waves of attacks on Para-demons as they covered the evacuation efforts.
They had already been at it for half an hour and exhaustion was steadily setting in. Around them were frozen bodies of Para-demons contained in ice sculptures, courtesy of the Cryo-kinetic in the duo.
The two were now standing back to back fighting with everything they had.
Huge swathes of flames poured out of Fire's hands, the heat washing over a group of Para-demons headed towards them from the sky.
Smoking and burnt bodies hit the ground before them. And still more of them were coming!
Fire used her elbow to nudge her best friend, her ample chest moving up and down in exhaustion while her face was covered in sweat. Strands of her long hair clung to her forehead.
"We can't keep this up for long, Ice."
In another part of the city, Thunderbolt a native of Brazil and hero just like the two women, was a mere blur.
He raced down the street, grabbing civilians in danger in the blink of an eye, while delivering thunderous blows to any Para-demon he met on the way.
~~~~~
All the way in Asia, Doctor Light, Kimiyo Hoshi, soared through the night sky above Tokyo, leading a cadre of Japanese heroes.
Her white costume shimmered like a shooting star as she descended into the heart of the brightly lit city, where Para-demons swarmed like locusts, diving down to grab innocent civilians.
"Yōshanai!" (No Mercy!)
She yelled, unleashing beams of devastating light attacks.
She didn't need to hold back, the lights across the city fed her with more power than she could use. So she turned it on the enemy.
Then once she landed, she proved to be even more dangerous at close quarters.
With a flurry of precise strikes enhanced by her light abilities and graceful acrobatics, she tore through the creatures, dispatching them with a martial artistry that left her fellow heroes and onlookers alike in awe.
~~~~~
In Moscow, the Rocket Red Brigade, a Russian team of Superpowered individuals in powerful suits of armors faced off against the Parademons as they descended upon the Red Square.
Firing off hundreds of rounds and other powerful attacks, they protected the thousands who sought refuge in the Saint Basil's Cathedral.
~~~~~
The situation was very much the same in India as, the Jade Monk, standing in the heart of New Delhi, invoked ancient incantations, pulling power from the gods themselves.
A shimmering force field enveloped the entire city, glowing with mystical energy.
While it proved impervious to the relentless assaults of the Para-demons, cracks were already running down it's length.
~~~~~
In Mexico City, a family of three was about to be captured by a Para-demon when the creature was torn apart limb from limb.
Green blood and bodily liquids dripped down onto the pavement, followed by the wet smack of the Para-demon's remains.
A weary voice sighed.
"I do not like this senseless killing...but I also do not have a choice. Forgive me creature."
In the air above the dead Para-demon, El Dorado, a hero with strength and abilities similar to Superman, bowed his head in remorse.
The father of the family he had just saved, walked forward, standing protectively before his wife and daughter.
The three of them looked up at their savior, who was dressed in green pants, a red cape and a long golden ornament that circled his neck before connecting with the belt on his hip.
El Dorado felt their states and turned to face them.
"Are you hurt?"
"No."
They shook their heads.
"Thank you, senor."
The father said, bowing in gratitude.
"Think nothing of it. Walk down this street and you should see a member of the Justicia. They shall lead you to safety."
El Dorado told him before turning and flying away.
~~~~~
While all this was happening across the world,
In a certain city in America, known for two primary things, one having the headquarters of one of the biggest multinational corporations in the world: Lex-corp.
And two for being the home of arguably the greatest superhero ever, Superman, the final battle to determine the fate of the world was about to take place.
In the outskirts of Metropolis, a carrier plane was quickly closing in on the destroyed part of the city.
Even from afar, smoke rose above the Skyscrapers jutting out of the Metropolis skyline.
Deeper in,
Pandemonium reigned supreme across the streets of the city of tomorrow.
Paramedics, emergency personnel and authorities filled the area, helping injured people or in the case of the latter, guarding the perimeter set up around the street to stop the advance of enemy forces.
A few blocks away, and you entered a warzone.
These streets were abandoned. Cars burned, leaving behind metallic husks, dead bodies lay unmoving on the pavement, and the military was hard at work fighting for the survival of their species.
Tanks belonging to the national guard and the nearby military base regularly sent shots at the swarms of creatures filling the sky.
Snipers filled the rooftops, picking off the Para-demons that tried to make it past the barricade.
In retaliation, the Para-demons would swoop down and grab the soldiers in a bid to carry them towards the Apokaliptian vessels for the forced transformation into Para-demons.
Then the new Para-demons would leave the vessel and begin assailing their former teammates.
It was a losing battle and the army had already been forced to abandon their other checkpoints, the never ending onslaught pushing them deeper and deeper into the city.
Behind the barricade, in a temporary tent set up inside an alley, the commander burst in with an injured soldier on his shoulder.
"Medic! I need a medic!"
He yelled out into the tent, his voice barely audible over the roar of gunfire on the outside.
There was a flurry of activity as medical staff took the groaning soldier off him and placed him on a stretcher.
Another soldier ran into the room after him.
"The comms are ready Commander."
He said, handing over the radio.
The Commander snatched it out of his hands and immediately roared into it.
"Where are the reinforcements?! I'm losing men out here!"
There was a brief static before he received a response.
"Back up is 5 minutes out Commander. Just hold on. Retreat if you-"
"There's nowhere else to retreat!"
The Commander rebutted.
"We're already near the perimeter as it is. We lose any more ground and those things are going after civilians!"
There was a brief silence, then the person on the other side amended their earlier statement.
"2 minutes out Commander. Just hold on."
Then the line went dead.
******
In the outskirts of Metropolis, said reinforcements were now just entering the city in an aircraft. A carrier plane to be exact.
The drone of the carrier plane's engine was broken by the sound of a pair of boots slapping on the metallic floor of the cabin inside.
"Colonel Flag!"
A soldier called out urgently.
"We're coming up on Metropolis sir."
The soldier saluted, stopping before Rick Flag.
Flag nodded, strapping on his handgun in the holster under his shoulder.
Then he turned to the cabin filled with soldiers and a certain special group of individuals the soldiers avoided like the plague.
"Okay men! Listen up."
Flag announced with a clap.
"We are about to encounter heavy contact."
The soldiers looked tense, most of them gripped their weapons tightly, a few prayed. All of them decked out in full combat gear.
"Gamma group."
Flag continued moving through the Cabin.
"Remember the mission, you're under Captain Luiz and your job is to act as back up to the main force facing those things. Hold the perimeter by any means necessary. Got it?"
"Yessir!"
Came a chorus from the soldiers.
"Control tells me some civilians might have been left behind." Flag continued.
"Therefore your secondary objective is to evacuate those you can. However not at the cost of your first objective. Do I make myself clear?"
"Yessir!"
He paused to let that sink in.
"Do not, and I repeat, do not throw your lives away for glory. Work as a unit. Let the Justice League and the crazies sitting on the left side of this boat handle the bulk of the aliens. You're just there to make sure the fight does not spill over to the civilian side."
He said.
"Hey fuck you Flag. Don't lump me in with the rest."
Bloodsport said from where he was leaning his head on the cabin walls, eyes closed.
"What is that supposed to mean, you insufferable @_@$@&-!"
Captain Boomerang let out a litany of insults aimed at Bloodsport.
"Whoa whoa whoa!"
Flag raised his hands.
"Not smart Boomer. He's going to be watching your back, remember?"
"Let me kill him now. It should spare those things the trouble."
Bloodsport said, removing his handgun from his hip.
Just then, the entire plane buckled as something fast cut through the air next to the plane.
"What was that?"
Black Manta seated next to Clay face asked, turning to face the cabin window.
"Huh sir?"
One of the soldiers called out, similarly staring out of the small window.
"It's raining...arrows?"
******
Batman's breath came out in a sharp wheeze.
He blinked.
The blood loss must have been getting to him. Affecting his brain and causing him to see things. Otherwise, why was the sky tinted purple?
The clouds above flashed with light, something- or rather somethings tore through them as they fell towards the Earth.
Several of them speared through the Apokaliptian ship above the water.
It was fast and unexpected. The Ship's forcefield faltered, barely even stopping the shower.
All across the world, the same thing was taking place. Fire and Ice were on their last legs when thousands of purple arrows decimated the ranks of Para-demons looming over them.
The scene repeated itself in Russia, the Rocket Red Brigade having lost half of their forces were about to be forced to abandon the Red Square when the Para-demons assailing them were torn apart by the arrows.
Tokyo, doctor light felt the attacks before they even landed. She informed the rest of the Japanese heroes and they retreated to watch.
"Subarashi." ( brilliant),
she muttered in awe at the spectacle while standing on the roof of a building.
******
Surrounded by thousands of Para-demons and hundreds of corrupted Green Lanterns, Darkseid established eyes with the one responsible for the attacks.
His gaze pierced through the atmosphere and space.
Red eyes met purple eyes across the vast distance.
"There's the ugly bastard."
Davian gave a small smile, lowering his bow.
Chase who was floating in midair beside him had a shocked look on his face.
"You...you actually did it. The arrows reached. All 41 ships have been hit. 90% of the Para-demons were disintegrated by Respira..."
He muttered with awe.
"And that's not even the main show. Watch."
Davian told him.
A few of those arrows, hundred to be precise were not only thicker and more powerful but were slower as well, their trajectory set for Darkseid.
"Hhmph!"
The New God snorted at the incoming projectiles, his eyes glowing red before a pair of familiar beams zigzagged through the air, drowning the arrows under the heat of the Omega effect.
Darkseid's eyes widened a bit when the arrows held up to his attack, bursting through the Omega beams without even slowing down.
Something about those arrows seemed to counteract his Omega Effect.
The arrows were about to pierce through him when the world stopped.
A portal swirling with energy opened before the God of Evil. The Black Racer ran out of the portal, headed straight for the arrows.
