Three streams of lightning zooming with trails of lightning following after: Blue, Pink, and red,
Name: Mars Prime/Miguel Ibarra of Earth-66
Height: 18 feet->6 feet
Species: Infected
Stim: Superhuman Speed
Name: Mercurio Prime/Juan “Tamad” de la Cruz
Height: 5’7
Species: Infected
Stim: Superhuman Speed
Name: Diana Silver/Diana of Earth-1
Height: 8 Feet->5’3
Species: Infected
Stim: Superhuman Speed
Suddenly, Mars Prime grabs both Mercurio and Diana Prime by their necks.
“My daughter… you have betrayed me…” he mocked, before slamming her head into the walls. “Di. please!”
“Dad!” Diana teared up. “Am… Am I really Tyrone and Anna’s daughter? Dad!?
Mars removes his mask, revealing yet another Miguel variant. “Love… I am sorry… I raised you because they died… I was trying to save you from her!”
“Then why serve the Morningstar Council!?”
“So she won’t kill you. Just stay PUT!!! And lemme kill Mercurio…”
“NO!!!” Diana headbutts her father and he crashes billions of lightyears away only to run back into the ring in a split second.
Mars grabs Diana and plants her head into the ground. “I’m sorry..” He raises his fist and prepares to kill Mercurio, who spins and kicks Mars to the ground.
“They call me Tamad at the office ‘cause they think I do nothing… Welp! Sorry not sorry… I have ADHD… bitch… And that means… I can-...! Uhhhh….”
Mars punches him in the face as Mercurio beats him to the ground.
“Listen, poker face. Your face is so drillable right now I’m gonna WEAR YOUR CLOTHES TONIGH!!! HIGH FIVE!!!”
Diana chuckles and high-fives him.
“What? Tad bit too anti-religios for ya? How bout butt sex? Let’s go other way-...”
Mars kicks his kneecaps and he regenerates.
“FUCK!!! RIGHT UP ORTIGAS!!!” Mercurio tries running. “FUCK!!! That’s pain…”
“Do you ever shut up?” asked Mars.
“Do you ever THAT THING IN MY GIRLFRIEND’S DRAWER!?”
Mars punches him again.
“DILDOS!!! Fuckin’ traffic there is terrible!”
Mars punches his kneecaps again.
“Dude… Get original and use my OTHER HOLE, DAMN IT!!!”
“As you wish…” Mars punctures Mercurio’s eye, which again, regenerates.
“TANGINA MO, GAGO!!!” roared Mercurio, as Mars combos him with several punches and kicks before knocking him down.
Mars would be knocked down by Diana, who tackles him from a great, light year. Mars spins and pins her down, knocking her out again. “Honestly… Kid... We need that Saint King… Well, she does.”
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Mercurio screams still. “Ow! Ow! Son of Hermes is crying over here! Not Luke from Percy Jackson, I mean JUAN DE LA CRUZ FROM TONDO-!!!”
Mars punches his face and shatters his nose.
“What the FLEXING… EARTHWORM… IN A TOUCAN’S FUCKING BEAK!?!?”
“My head hurts…”
“FUCK YOU… FUCKING FUCKED MY NOSE FUCK!!!” Mercurio tosses his punches and Mars dodged easily. “Quit dodging! This ain’t dodgeball you Capital F from the Summer Capital!”
Mars kicks him and knocks him down.
“Listen, I know you can’t have Ice Cream where you’re from or Halo-Halo, which is fucking absolutely depressing when the topographical map of you city is like a fucking rhombus trapezoid ice cube but your moves are so outdated. All you’re doing is flailing angrily at the speed of Einstein’s child he gave birth to with a chalkboard instead of making noise that annoys the motherfuck outta your atypical-...”
Mars grabs him by the throat. “STOP TALKING!!!” he boomed.
“Dude, I identify as a feminist, and this is so fuckin’ sexist because it’s racist for sex. I have a boner by the way… Do you have crabs?”
Mars shatters his back with his knee and drops him to the ground.
“Dude… Your fuse is so short it’s like the size of your-...” Mercurio’s stomach would be crushed. “COLON!!! FUCK!!! RIGHT THERE AT THE BILE-... No wait… That’s the pancreas. Ever watched I wanna Eat Your-?”
Mars stabs him and lifts him up. “SHUT UP!!!”
“Wow… Never been vambrace-fucked in the sides… Holy shit… THAT IS PAINFUL!!!”
“So THIS IS THE SON of Hermes!?” asked Mars.
“Dad ran so fast I didn’t even see him when he came home for milk! I still don’t see him!”
Goddamn, this guy is exhausting, I got tired of writing his random talking. God, it’s hard being autistic. But it’s also funny. Still… No wonder I ended up-...
“-CANCELING MY SERIES!!!“ roared Mercurio.
Mars stares at him. “You think God canceled your series?”
“I don’t think! I know! Just like I know how you look like Vice Ganda if she had a baby with herself but turns out the baby daddy was actually an Arab man because BY GOD your eyebrows are thicker than a violin fret-...”
Mars punches Mercurio, knocking him down. Mars steps on his face and begins pushing harder. “You think this is a joke…” He breathed through his mouth. “Perhaps like a student who thinks the real world is nothing but a joke… But… I. Am. Mars. And you keep forgetting what I am and why I am and who I am. I am Mars, the man who was electrocuted in a damned particle accelerating generator. I am MARS. A destroyer of worlds in the name of Morningstar Prime. And I will destroy all…”
“I am Mercurio. Son of Hermes. I don’t think that matters. I’m basically the son of a glorified god pigeon or… Mail Man, which is almost as honorable as the pidge.”
“Do you wish to die?” asked Mars.
“Do you!?” Mercurio twerks thruce. “Shake a shake a shake a!”
Mars hammers his face with his vambrace.
But then, Mars’ vambrace stopped inches from Mercurio’s face.
Mars’ eyes widen, and he prepares his vambrace, vibrating it, only to be frozen in space-tchapime.
A caped man sighs. His silver hair and his cape flew from the wind.. “I was a fool. I was… different. I was the scribe of the King of my nation. A scribe, a teller of law, and a writer of truth. Once, I was a collector of taxes in the name of the Romans, but he bewitched me with his Word. I eventually left my nation, seeing it as hopeless, especially nearing 2000 years later when the Emperor of New Rome killed my people… attacked me. Tortured me. I watched as my people turned to ash. Now, it remains divided and currently subjugates others to this day, thinking it was my God’s message. I named God by another name. He was Adonai. Adonai…” he scoffed. “Alas, I am Heneral Uno as my new tribe calls me. A hundred years back… I uh… Escaped with a few Jews, and like David was to Saul, I was Number One to their King, but God annointed me as the true King. I was anointed with oil in secret. Shockingly, the King of this new nation was just like me… Berbania was the nation. The people there had the same abilities as I did. He could speak to God, speak to others’ minds… Move things with a thought… Got even close to the King as God promised.” The man interestingly, tilted his head like a bird, avoided eye contact, and tapped his fingers.
“There is no God…” Mars growled. Suddenly, Mars’ arm twists and turns, shattering the bone inside. Mars’ eyes glow red in the darkness, seething with vexation.
“Now… The most humorous thing is that you don’t believe in what I can do… What I would do. All I do, is for God’s name… Now, I fear that I have become the new Saul to someone’s David…. After battling the Great Serpents… They relocated Berbania underground, uniting regions such as Cristales and Armenia. The King of this Nation Berbania, died. His name was King Huwan, and after his Queen Blangka was killed by the Goat, he went mad and became a tyrannical warrior. He tried to kill me after the one God chose me to be King Suicide. Along with the rest of his family… I was annointed King.”
“I think you killed them.”
“Maybe I did. But who knows? Perhaps my presence there chewed his heart out…”
“What are you?” mocked Mars.
“I am Heneral Uno. The Scribe King. I was Scribe to two Kings… First one left me, and I grew saddened, began questioning, and I was felled by a sword in Ethiopia, but I lived… Why that is, I do not know. But I stand here after surviving my second King. And I was crowned…”
Heneral Uno chokes Mars and snaps his spine
“DAD!!!” sobbed Diana, carrying him in her arms.
Heneral Uno stares at Diana. “What I must do is what I must do… I must do as I should… And destroy all Humans.”
“Dude… You’re the guy who… wrote one of the Gospels, right? Why would you… Why!?” asked Mercurio.
“I made a promise to my old friend… Dear friend of mine from long, long ago…”
Mercurio charges only to be frozen by Heneral Uno.
“When I become Saint King… I’m saving Infectedkind.”
“YOU’RE INSANE!!!” roared Mercurio.
“Foolish child. Brainwashed by these… Humans… He would understand. Nazarene would understand… My King… Right?”
“(No…)” whispered the Voice.
“See? He said yes!“ smiled Heneral Uno.
“(No…)”
“Absolutely…”