Age Of Onslaught 
	Part 19/37

	Doom stared up at the yellow light, curious.
        "It's a hole," he said to Sue,"That's the best way to describe
it I'm afraid, a tear not only through dimensions, but through time as
well, I've never heard of that kind of thing."
        "It's been there an awful long time," said Sue,"Is anything
going to come through or is it just going to sit there?"
        Doom looked at the scanner in his hand,"It's trying to shift a
large mass, but it's being resisted... and I'm reading two lifeforms but
only one mass."
        "Is this a threat?" she asked,"A trick of Apocalypses?"
        "Perhaps..." he started, then the hole collapsed, leaving behind
a floating figure.
        "Yes," he said, staring at the figure,"I'd say it's a threat."

        -

        Thor - God Of Thunder - roared with anger, staring around him
at the strange city he found himself in.  He stared at the floating E.M.P's
and a strange anger turned his vision red.
        "QUIET THINE INCESSANT HUMMING!" he roared, swinging Mjolnir - his
Uru hammer - with one huge arm.
        The E.M.P, of course, continued to lightly hum.
        "ENOW!" he roared, and threw Mjolnir with all his might, smashing
it through the E.M.P.  The machine roared and spluttered,  several explosions
roared out and then it began to pitch and angle towards the ground.
        Thor had begun to drop towards the ground, then Mjolnir returned
to his hand and he swung it back up, bringing him high up into the air
again.
        A mad grin crossed Thor's face and he turned to look at the second
of ten E.M.P's floating in the air.
        "If thou shalt not quiet thyselves," he muttered darkly,"I shalt
quit thee myself."
        And as the first E.M.P began to fall towards the earth below,
Thor flew towards the next.

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        The Astonishing X-Men 7.
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        Rogue's eyes opened a crack and pain lanced through her head,
she moaned.
        "So this is the infamous Rogue, former member of The Brotherhood,"
said a voice.  Rogue looked up and found herself facing an incredibly
beautiful blonde woman dressed in thigh length white boots, a tiny little
white mini-skirt, white boustier that was laced up to press her large
breasts up and make them look even larger.
        "Who are you?" grumbled Rogue.
        "I'm surprised you don't know," she said,"My name is Emma Frost,
known as The White Queen of Eurasia's Inner Circle.  The question I want
answered is just who this is."
        She walked past Rogue, who turned her head to watch, and saw
The White Queen stop next to the other Rogue, the one who claimed to come
from a Universe where Apocalypse did not rule America.
        "Two Rogues? How odd, although I suspect I know the truth about
this one."
        She slid one gloved hand over Rogue's face, cupping her chin and
lifting her up to face Emma.
        "We chained her up like we chained you up," Emma explained,"But
haven't activated her Negation Collar yet.... I think I will now however,
the results should be interesting."
        She flicked a switch on the collar and it activated, nullifying
it's wearer's powers.
        Suddenly Rogue's form wavered, shifted and changed, becoming
Morph.
        "I thought so, the ridiculous shapeshifter," Emma giggled,"Still,
that solves that little mystery."
        But it had opened up a whole new one for Rogue, what had happened
to her alternate?

	-

	Meggan squealed in excitement as Brian bent her over the rock, her
large tits squashing against the rock.  He grabbed her tight little green
costume and ripped it away.
        They'd tried to take a walk through the gardens in the Palace,
tried to chat and talk about the weather and problems of state.  But the
two of them were just too shallow to make for interesting conversation.
        And so the topic of conversation had turned to sex, and talk had
become action as the two of them had become increasingly more excited.
        He pulled his own pants away and without any further adieu, spread
her asscheeks and slammed forward, penetrating her tight, bald cunt with
his thick meat.
        She squealed in excitement, raising her ass up to meet his hips,
she loved to feel of his thick cock pushing into her dripping pussy,
spreading her pussy lips and filling her to the hilt.  His hands grabbed
her waist and he began ramming in and out of her, his hips slapping
against her beautidfully rounded, white asscheeks.
        She rammed her ass back against his thrusting hips, moving in
perfect counterpoint to him, as he pushed forward she would move back,
so he was always ramming hard up inside her.
        "FUCK ME! YEAH FUCK ME!!" she screamed as he grunted and thrusted
deep into her tight little pussy, arching his back and clasping onto her
hips.  His feet were planted firmly in place on the ground, only his hips
moving, back and forth, back and forth, fucking the hot young faerie with
all he had.
        "GOOD!!" he cried, banging her faster and faster, ramming against
her perfectly formed ass, pushing her body forward and back with each of
his strokes, her breasts squashed up and rubbing against the hot surface
of the rock.  She cried out in pleasure and then suddenly she was cumming,
her hips bucking back and forth, juices seemingly exploding out from her
cunt and all over his cock, his hips and the rock.
        As her orgasm finished she collapsed in a state of exhaustion, not
even able to do so much as hold herself up of the rock.  She just lay there,
her legs lying prone on the grass, her arms hanging over the rock, chin
on the rock and a dazed, happy look of satisfaction on her face as Brian
continued to fuck her good and hard.
        Brian wasn't trying to hold back, he was just building up to a
cum as fast as he could before he would blow his load.  It was all about
the pleasure, not about gentle, tender lovemaking or a special, sharing
moment.  It was about fucking, pure and simple.
        "It's time!" he roared and began plunging in and out of her
gushing quim, which was now incredibly sensitive and making her squirm and
moan excitedly.  Her cuntlips clasped firmly to his meat as it slammed in
and out of her and then he was cumming.
        "YEEAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!!" he cried, slamming his hips forward as far
as they could against her ass as he arched his back and bent his knees,
driving every last inch up hard into her cunt, his blonde pubic hair pressing
into her asscheeks.
        He pumped shot after shot of cum into her hot, juicy, bald cunt,
which was soaking with her juices and her sweat.  He moaned long and loud,
then fell away to the ground, his cock pulling free from her cunt with
a slurping, squelching noise.
        "Oh Brian, that was so good, I love your cock," she giggled,
looking content as she let the sun's ray fall onto her naked, sweating
body.
        "Sweet," he moaned.
        "Sir," said a new voice,"The Council Meeting has been called to
order."
        "What?" grunted Brian,"We had a meeting just a few hours ago!"
        "Yes sir, new developments have just occurred," said Shaw, staring
at Meggan's ass with undisguised lust,"Apocalypse had opened negotiations
with Doom."
        "Oh," said Brian, not really understanding,"I'm on my way."
        But he just lay there, Shaw left anyway, he'd only informed Brian
because he was expected to do so.	

	-	

	"They've sent Baubier, the male one!" exclaimed the Russian
Representative.
        "The faggot?" asked The Italian, making several of the
Representatives wince.  The German Representative was gay, and
his country was a powerful and important part of the Eurasian Continent.
The Italian's were the only ones not truly dependent on the Germans, and
the Italian Representative said what he wanted, and none of the others
knew who to side with.
        "That aside," said Shaw, stepping into the room,"Let us not
forget that Baubier is far more dangerous that the others that could
have been sent.  He's is not as physically powerful, nor is he quick to
anger or psychotic.  He is quiet, sadistic and intelligent.  The fact
that he was sent indicates that it was Sinister behind the decision,
Apocalypse would have sent someone like Baubier's sister, Aurora, who
is far less subtle and mentally unbalanced."
        "What does that indicate?" said The French Representative,"Is it
possible Apocalypse has been removed or taken ill, and they're simply
using him as a figurehead?"
        "I doubt it," replied Shaw,"If Apocalypse was dead then Holocaust
would immediately claim the throne, and Sinister would be only too pleased
to let him, he's always worked best in the shadows, behind the scenes."
        - Much like myself, - Shaw thought to himself with an inner grin.
        Brian wondered into the room, doing up his buttons, he grinned
and waved at the Representatives, who had stood up respectfully.
        "Regent," said Shaw, with a slight bow,"We were just discussing
the need to step up our plans to halt Apocalypse.  Negotiations have been
opened between America and Madripoor, and you of course recall how Doom
singlehandedly defeated Russia's forces during the annexation of Latveria?"
        "Of course," said Brian, who had a nagging feeling that he did
remember something like that being told to him.
        "Doom is dangerous enough as it is by himself, if he joined forces
with Apocalypse it could be disastrous for us."
        "Why don't we send in the Sentinels and nuke Doom?" spoke up
Brian, looking pleased with the suggestion.
        "You remember, Regent," said Shaw,"That Apocalypse has a defensive
seawall up that could shoot down any Sentinel's before they got anywhere
near Madripoor."
        "Then blow up the seawall," muttered Brian,"Really Shaw, do I have
to think of everything myself?"
        He stood up and walked out of the room, he was feeling horny
again already and wanted to go see Meggan.
        Shaw was relieved to see him go.

        -

        Gambit opened his eyes and groaned, his head felt thick and
fuzzy, he could quite register what had happened, they'd been running
from Infinites, had been caught by Holocaust and someone called Damask,
then Rogue, not his Rogue but the one with the child (his child?) had
called out a name.
        "Gateway?" he muttered,"De little Aborigine?"
        "It was a last resort," he heard Rogue say, knew somehow that
it wasn't his Rogue,"Gateway is an enigma, nobody knows who he is, where
he came from... well, obviously Australia, but you know," she sighed to
herself,"We used to use him when we were in The Brotherhood, those were
good days," she smiled wistfully,"Me, Magnus, Frank Castle -  who was a
little more crazy than was good for him - Pietro and Wanda, Richie Ryder
and Simon Williams, Medusa and of course......."  she broke off, looking
up at Gambit.
        "Me?" he asked,"Was I... or at least de me of dis Universe, in
dis Brotherhood?"
        "Yes," she said,"We were in love, but we couldn't touch because
of my powers.  But Magnus taught me how, it took such a long time but he
never gave up and finally, after a lot of false starts Ah learned to
control my powers.  Then me and Remy were always together, we made love
whenever we got the chance and then Ah found out Ah was pregnant.  It
was just after that when Magnus assaulted Apocalypse's ship, he didn't
let me and Gambit go with him because ah was pregnant.  We never saw
any of them again and then I met the others while we were on the run
from Creed.  It wasn't long after ah'd gotten heavily pregnant when ah
found out about you... ah mean Remy and Kitty, ah kicked them both out
and haven't seen them since."
        She sighed,"But back to Gateway, after Magnus and the rest of the
Brotherhood disappeared me and Remy tried him in an escape, we ended up
in Isreal in the middle of the desert, next to a couple of skeletons
that were apparently considered cursed and haunted.  We tried several
more times but were continually sent to the wrong place, usually the
most dangerous place.  We ended up on Los Angeles Island one time, it
was one of the most terrifying times of my life.  After that I swore never
to use Gateway unless it was absolutely necessary, whatever control Magnus
had had over him was completely gone."
        "So how we get out of here?" asked Gambit,"I pretty sure I could
get out of dese chains given enough time, but I not sure how much time
we got.... and where is Rogue? My Rogue dat is."
        "Here," said a voice, and the wall suddenly shifted, a human
shaped figure stepped from it, then morphed into Rogue.
        "For whatever reason ah wasn't knocked unconscious by the teleport,
ah saw we were in trouble and absorbed some of Morphs powers, then turned
myself into part of the wall.  Luckily touching him seemed to trigger his
own powers and he morphed into me."
        "But how do we get out of here?" asked Rogue (AOA),"We're trapped
in some kind of dungeon and we're in Eurasia, some woman called The White
Queen is...."
        Rogue cut her off, described the White Queen to her, when her AOA
counterpart said that is was right she smiled.
        "Ah have a plan," she said, breaking her AOA alternate's negation
collar,"You'll have to do everything ah say, and everyone will have to
stay locked up for now," she pointed at Gambit and the still unconscious
Banshee, Morph and Belladonna.
        And she quickly explained to Rogue her plan.

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        Half An Hour Later.
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        Shaw loved manipulating people, he was fascinated by moving
people this way and that, toying with their emotions and playing them
off one another.  He could easily have ruled Eurasia in name as well as
he did from the shadows, but this was more fun.  Somehow, flying in the
face of convention and playing the game outside the rules made him feel
even more powerful than if he had been Regent.
        And the perks!
        Even now, down in the hidden dungeons where Selene liked to play
with her victims, lay the latest in a long line of 'toys' for Shaw.  He
would enjoy torturing LeBeau and Cassidy a great deal, and the shapeshifter
was going to be fun to break, but what he most looked forward to was breaking
Rogue, making her his (and Emma, Selene's and Jason's) sex slave.  It would
prove most diverting he had to admit.
        But back to business, he had to deal with this Apocalypse/Doom
situation before his cozy way of life was destroyed.
        "We get in contact with our operatives in Madripoor," Shaw was
summing up,"One of them has already infiltrated a group with contacts in
the palace, these 'rebels' don't want this treaty anymore than we do.  We'll
supply them with equipment they'd never be able to get their hands on which
will allow them to get to Northstar.  Once he's taken care off, we can use
the group, led by a Donald Blake, to get at Doom."
        "It's a good plan," said The Russian Representative,"I second the
motion."
        "All in favor?" asked Shaw.
        "Aye!" said everyone, The French Representative rather tentatively,
he'd rather surrender and let them occupy Paris thought Shaw with an inner
grin.
        "The next order of business, then," said Shaw, his face not changing
emotions, his voice steady and even,"Is that I am a mutant and am the real
guiding force behind this entire continent, using it to further my own wants
and desires.  If it comes down to trouble I plan to abandon you at the first
sign that things are going badly."
        He stopped, he hadn't meant to say that.
        "What?" cried The German Representative,"Did you just say you were
a mutant? If this is a joke then I don't get it."
        "No joke," said Shaw, horrified as words left his mouth despite
his best efforts to keep it shut,"I am a mutant, my main ability is to
absorb most forms of energy directed at me and convert it to physical
musculature.  I have living in the Palace three extraordinarily powerful
telepaths.  They are Emma Frost - The White Queen, Selene - The Black Queen
and Jason Wyngarde - Mastermind, they've been using their psychic abilities
to influence and control the entire continent for our own benefit."
        Shaw was beginning to sweat and he was shaking his head, trying
to figure out what was going on.  For the first time in years he wasn't
in control.
        Turning his head he saw in shock Emma enter the room, smiling
sweetly at him, next to her stood Elizabeth Braddock - The Matriach - who
looked particularly shocked.
        "Emma?" he cried, his words his own again,"What are you doing?"
        Emma just laughed,"But it's true, let's just rule out in the
open for a change, I'm tired of hanging around in the shadows."
        "Good idea," said a horrified Shaw, his words taken over
again,"These Flatscans sicken me."
        "OUTRAGEOUS!" roared The German Representative,"GUARDS!"
        "Yes," cried The Matriach, relieved so much that she didn't have
to pretend to be ignorant to their machinations anymore, although she
wasn't sure just why Emma and Shaw were revealing all this,"GUARDS!"
        Soldiers rushed in, stopped in confusion when they saw there was
no attack or apparent danger.
        "Seize them," commanded The Matriach, pointing at Shaw and Frost.
        Shaw smiled, deciding what the hell,"No," he growled,"Seize her!"
        The guards, loyal to Shaw, moved towards Betsy, then froze and
turned back to Shaw, with jerking movements they raised their rifles and
fired at Shaw.  They blasted his meticulously tailored clothes but did
not hurt him, his body absorbed the energy and increased his musculature
temporarily.  But the damage had been done, now he was officially outted as
a mutant.
        The soldiers were shocked, their bodies had been taken over and
they'd fired on their master... who it seemed was some kind of stinking
mutie.
        "You stupid bitch, Emma!" he growled, then turned and burst through
the doors, running as fast as he could.
        Emma Frost's body suddenly morphed and changed, becoming that of
Rogue's.  The costume and hair was that of the AOA Rogue, who had switched
places with the other Rogue because of the greater control she had over her
powers.  She had absorbed Morph's powers, morphed into Emma Frost, found
Emma and knocked her out, absorbing her telepathic abilities.  Then she'd
gotten The Matriach and taken her to the Council Room, where she'd
telepathically nudged Shaw into telling the truth.  Then she'd used her
quickly fading telepathic abilities to take over the guards bodies and fired
at Shaw, revealing him to be a mutant and ending his covert reign.
        "Don't just stand there!" roared The Matriach,"Go get him!"
        The guards had quickly changed loyalties back to her, and they
took off through the shattered door after Shaw.
        The Matriach allowed herself to sigh with relief, so suddenly that
it didn't seem real, it was all over.  For as long as Eurasia had stood
Shaw had been there, manipulating events, controlling people and eliminating
his enemies.  Doom had tried to play her off against Shaw and she'd known
she was nothing but a pawn in his game.  Now, without any sturm and drang,
without any machavalien plots or subtle twists and shifts in loyalties this
woman - Rogue - had come in and shattered Shaws stranglehold on the
Council... just like that, it was over.
        Now the new game began, the Council was jabbering excitedly,
trying to come to terms with what had just happened.  Elizabeth Braddock
meant to step in and put an end to the chaos, and finally stamp her
authority down on the Council.

	-

	Brian's face jerked up out of Meggan's bald cunt as Shaw crashed
out of a strongly built stone wall, his fine clothing in tatters, and
hit the garden.
        "Shaw, have you destroyed that sea-wall yet?" he asked.
        "My lord, we are under attack!" cried Shaw.  At that moment, guards
shoved their heads out of the hole in the wall and pointed guns at Shaw.
        "Hey now!" cried Brian,"Enough of that!"
        They fired at Shaw, who rolled aside and disappeared into the
bushes, Meggan too had vanished.
        "How dare you attack me in my Palace!" roared Brian who, although
shallow and usually only interested in his own pleasures, had a definite
sense of right and wrong.  That plus a mystic link to the land of his
birth made him a dangerous man to cross.
        He bounded the thirty feet to the hole with one leap, grabbed two
soldiers in his hands and threw them behind him easily, sending them flying
into trees, where they lay limp and motionless.
        "Have at thee!" he cried and rushed into the large group of soldiers
already coming to help track down Shaw.

	-

	Shaw burst into the dungeons, his muscular, hairy chest sweating.
He came to a full stop, instead of the 'X-Men' being held prisoner in
the cells, there lay Selene, Jason and Emma!
        "A TRICK!" he screamed as he realized what had happened, it had
been Emma who had betrayed him but someone else.  He, the kingmaker, the
master of dirty tricks and plots had had the wool pulled over his eyes like
some common Northerner.
        The cell door slammed behind him and a humming noise filled the
air - he turned and rammed against the thick steel door but his newly
absorbed strength was gone.  The humming indicated that a null-field was
in place, taking away his abilities.  He turned to look at Jason, whose
psionic mask of a good-looking man with a full head of hair and thick,
brown sideburns had faded, revealing a skinny, palefaced man with thinning
hair and wispy mustaches.
        "You lost your make-up, Jason," Shaw said bitterly.
        "Shut up, Shaw!" growled Jason,"Look at us! We're trapped, trapped
like rats in a trap!"
        "It seems our free ride is over," muttered Emma,"And it's all
happened so quickly."
        That was the major point, they'd been hit hard and fast.  Not
prepared for a full on attack like this, they'd been unable to react, it
was amazing Shaw had been able to get into the cell of his own free will...
but he was still in a cell.
        "If I could just alter my appearance back to Meggan," muttered
Selene,"Brian would free us, no matter what anyone told him."
        There was no Meggan, or there had been but she'd quickly tired
of being in the physical world and left without even telling Brian, her
lover.  Selene had psionically altered her appearance to that of Meggan
and been able to manipulate Brian whenever she was with him - which was
often.  That was over now too.
        "Trust me," chuckled Shaw, listening at the door to the chuckles
coming from their former prisoners, had LeBeau just said something about
working on a chaingang?
        "I hardly see what's so funny," growled Jason, who'd always wanted
to be leader.
        "You don't think I wouldn't have a contingency plan, did you?"
        "What?" asked Emma, looking up from her position on the floor
where she sat with arms around her knees,"A way out of this miserable,
dirty place?"
        She'd never minded the conditions before she'd become a prisoner,
things were certainly different when the shoe was on the other foot.
        Shaw's shirt was ripped and torn, hanging off his chest, but his
wristwatch had an expandable strap so it wouldn't break.
        He flicked a switch on it.
        "Stark?" he spoke into it,"Get the four of us out of here... now!"
        Nothing happened for a few seconds, then blue strands of electricity
leaped from the wristwatch, hit each of the mutants and converted them into
electricity as well.  The electricity lept back into the watch - now hanging
in the air - and now the room was empty.
        A second later the watch hit the ground and lay there, unmoving.