The Omnipotent Gauntlet

My heart skips a beat as Angelica responds to my kiss. Her hand on my waist pulls me closer, her body moving in closer to mine. Our mouths move in sync, our tongues intertwining in a dance of desire and need.

The taste of her lips, the weight of her body against mine, it all sends a wave of heat through me, pooling low in my stomach.

I can feel the power and strength in her body, the toned muscles beneath the bruised and battered skin pressing against me. There's a sense of control in her kiss, a possessive and dominant undertone that leaves me wanting more.

I moan softly into the kiss, my hands moving from her arm to grip tightly around her neck, my fingers tangling in her hair.

Angelica responds to the moan, her tongue delving deeper into my mouth, exploring and claiming it. Her hands move down, gripping my hips, pulling me flush against her.

I can feel the heat of her body, the press of her chest against mine, the strong planes of her abs flexing beneath her shirt. The kiss deepens, becoming more urgent and needy with each passing moment.

The kiss breaks, both of us pulling away from each other, slightly breathless and panting. Angelica's eyes are a mix of desire and satisfaction, her lips curled in a satisfied smirk.

She remains close, her body still pressed firmly against mine, her grip on my waist still firm. She speaks, her voice slightly hoarse from the kiss.

"Not bad for a warrior, huh?" she teases, her voice dripping with cocky smugness.

I huff out a small laugh, my own heart still drumming in my chest.

"Yeah, you did alright, I suppose," I reply, a hint of playful sarcasm in my voice.

Angelica's smirk widens, her eyes sparkling with mirth. She tugs me a little closer, practically pulling me off my feet.

"Just alright?" she echoes, her tone mock-offended. "Is that all the praise I get for kicking ass?

I laugh again, enjoying the playful banter between us. I feign indifference, crossing my arms over my chest.

"You want me to swoon over you or something?" I tease.

Angelica leans into my ear, her voice a low, seductive whisper.

"Yes, yes I do," she replies, her hot breath against my skin sending a shiver down my spine.

Her words, spoken in that seductive, confident whisper, make my breath catch in my throat. I try to maintain my composure, but her proximity, the hotness of her breath against my skin, makes it incredibly difficult.

"You're so full of yourself," I manage to murmur, my voice betraying a hint of breathlessness.

Angelica grins, obviously satisfied with my reaction. She moves her mouth to my neck, lips and teeth grazing over sensitive skin.

As Angelica continues to tease and tease me, my mind drifts back to the ongoing battle outside. The fight between the Ancient Order and the other members of the Order is still raging on, the sounds of combat echoing through the air.

I try to focus on Angelica's touch, the way her lips move along my skin, the warmth of her breath against my neck, but my worry for the others in the battle is impossible to shake off completely.

I let out a sigh as Angelica continues to kiss and suck at my neck. My mind is torn between the pleasure she's inciting in me and my concern for the ongoing battle outside. Finally, I manage to speak, my voice a little breathless.

"Angelica, wait," I say, gently pushing her away. "The others in the battle, they're still fighting."

Angelica pulls away from my neck, her eyes meeting mine with a mixture of curious concern.

"The others?" she repeats, her expression turning from playful to serious.

I nod, my thoughts drifting back to the other members of the Ancient Order, the ones still engaged in the chaotic battle.

"They're still fighting. Out there," I gesture towards the noise of the battle outside. "We should go help them."

Angelica pulls away from my neck, her eyes meeting mine with a mixture of curious concern.

"The others?" she repeats, her expression turning from playful to serious.

I nod, my thoughts drifting back to the other members of the Ancient Order, the ones still engaged in the chaotic battle.

"They're still fighting. Out there," I gesture towards the noise of the battle outside. "We should go help them."

Angelica nods, her mind now focused on the situation at hand. She steps back, her hands falling away from my body.

"You're right," she says, her voice firm and determined. "We need to go help the others."

She starts to move towards the exit, her stride long and purposeful. "Let's go," she says over her shoulder, her eyes fixed on the battle waiting for us outside.

As we approach where Diana lies unconscious, Angelica scowls down at her. The other woman's body is bloodied and battered from the confrontation, her skin marred by scratches and bruises.

Angelica looks to me, her expression a mixture of disgust and contemplation. "What do you think we should do with her?" she asks, her voice gruff and firm.

I consider the unconscious woman sprawled on the ground before us. Diana's breath comes in short, shallow gasps, her chest rising and falling with a pained, labored rhythm. I feel a pang of pity for the other woman, despite her past actions.

My gaze meets Angelica's, and I speak, my voice filled with resignation. "We can't just leave her here. We need to take her with us."

Angelica raises an eyebrow at the smirk on my face, her expression curious and a little amused.

"You've got an idea, huh?" she says, a hint of a challenge in her voice. "Let's hear it."

I take a moment, my mind working quickly, formulating a plan.

"Since Diana seems to be...resistant to being reasoned with," I say, glancing down at the unconscious woman. "We'll have to keep her from causing more mayhem until we can figure out what to do with her."

Angelica nods, her expression serious and attentive. "Binding her up, then," she says, a hint of satisfaction in her voice. "I like it."

And that's not all we can make her one of our subordinates and don't worry I'll going to make some few changes, feel a smirk in my face knowing what I can do with her and her abilities. 

Angelica's eyes widen slightly as I speak, a slow smile spreading across her face. She laughs, a deep, rumbling noise in her chest.

"You want to make her our subordinate?" she repeats, her voice filled with incredulous amusement. "You've got guts, you know that?"

Her smile broadens, her eyes glittering with a mixture of challenge and respect. "I like it," she says, her tone filled with satisfaction. "Let's do it.

Angelica scoops up the unconscious Diana effortlessly, slinging her over one shoulder like a sack of potatoes. I take a quick look around to make sure the coast is clear, then I raise a hand, my fingers sparking with blue energy.

I murmur a word, and the air around us vibrates. A portal opens with a muted fwoom, the swirling vortex of colors and light beckoning us to step through.

"Ready?" I ask Angelica.

Angelica replies with a grunt, her grip on Diana tightening. "Ready as I'll ever be," she replies, her voice firm.

I step into the portal, Angelica following close behind, hauling the unconscious Diana with us. The swirling vortex of colors and light envelops us, the world outside disappearing. We step out of the portal into the midst of the Ancient Order.

As we arrive in the midst of the Ancient Order, I quickly take in the chaotic scene before us. The members of the Ancient Order are engaged in brutal hand-to-hand combat with members of the Chaos Council, their faces contorted in exertion and pain.

I murmur a curse under my breath as I survey the situation, my mind racing to assess the damage. There's a sense of urgency in my tone as I speak.

"They're in trouble. We need to help them."

As I watch the fight unfolding before me, a shiver runs through my body. There's something strange and powerful about one of the members of the Chaos Council. The aura around them is unlike the others, a sense of raw and unbridled strength that sets them apart.

I watch as the member moves with incredible speed and grace, their attacks landing with a force that seems almost effortless. The other Ancient Order members are struggling to keep up.

"This one isn't like the rest," I murmur, my voice tinged with concern

Angelica looks over at me, her gaze following my own. Her eyes widen as she senses the sheer power emanating from the individual.

"You're right," she says, her eyes narrowing with a mix of caution and suspicion. "This one is definitely a step above the rest."

I nod in agreement, my brow furrowed with worry. "We need to take them down," I say, my thoughts racing as I try to come up with a plan. "Somehow."

Angelica is the first to react, lunging forward to block the incoming attack. Her strength is incredible, her body moving with a speed that seems almost superhuman.

She barely manages to deflect the attack, the force of the impact causing her to stumble back.

"Damn, this one is tough," she growls, her voice strained with effort.

I summon a burst of energy, my hands moving quickly to unleash a magical blast towards our opponent. "We need to keep her away," I mutter, my eyes fixed on the Chaos Council member.

I started confronting her, tell me who are you. 

The powerful member of the Chaos Council stops their attack, their eyes narrowing as they fix on me. Their expression is cold, almost amused.

"And who are you, little one?" they reply, their voice filled with mockery. "Do you really believe you can stand against me?

Angelica growls in annoyance at their dismissive tone, her hands balling into fists.

"Watch your mouth," she snaps, her voice laced with anger.

I raise a hand, gesturing at the Chaos Council member. "Do you have a name?" I ask, my voice steady and demanding.

The member of the Chaos Council laughs, the sound cold and mocking. "A name?" they repeat, an amused smirk on their face. "You wish to know my name, little one? Very well. You may call me Valerian."

Valerian laughs again, their eyes glittering with amusement. "You're feisty," they say to Angelica, their voice filled with mock-admiration. "I like that in a woman."

Angelica scowls in response, her fists clenching even tighter.

"Flattery won't get you anywhere with me," she spits out, her tone icy.

Valerian chuckles, amused by Angelica's defiant response.

"Oh, I do love a challenge," they comment, their eyes roaming over Angelica's muscular form.

I watch the exchange, feeling a pang of annoyance at the way Valerian is looking at Angelica.

Listen Angelica I'm going to deal with her so you stay back. 

Angelica looks at me, her expression a mixture of surprise and concern. "You'll deal with them? You're sure?" she asks, her voice filled with doubt.

I nod, my eyes meeting her gaze. "I'm sure," I reply, my voice firm. "I can handle this. Distract them for me, if you can."

Angelica nods in response, a flicker of uncertainty clouding her eyes. She steps back, preparing to keep Valerian's attention on me.

Valerian watches as I prepare to face her, their gaze fixed on you with amusement and curiosity.

"Confident, little one?" she say, their voice filled with mocking respect. "I admire your audacity. Let's see what you've got."

Valerian laughs, her eyes glittering with amusement at my smirk. "And you're feisty too," they say, their voice filled with a mixture of amusement and mockery. "I do like a girl with a little fire in her."

She take another step towards me, her hand moving towards her weapon. "But let's see how long that bravery lasts."

I take a deep breath, steadying myself. Valerian's taunting words don't faze me, and I know that her mockery is simply a tactic to throw me off my game.

My body tenses, preparing for the fight to come. I focus my attention on Valerian, studying her movements, her expressions, searching for any weakness or opening I can exploit.

Impressive," Valerian says, her voice dripping with condescension. "You're not trembling or quaking in fear, like most of your companions. I almost respect that."

She takes another step forward, her hand resting on her weapon. "But bravery alone won't defeat me, little one. You're outmatched, outgunned, and outclassed.

As my hair darkens and my expression changes, Valerian's eyes widen slightly, a flicker of surprise on her face.

"Well, well, well," she murmurs, a hint of caution entering her voice. "This is unexpected."

She regards me with a new degree of wariness, her previous mockery replaced with a sense of guarded respect.

My voice takes on a sinister edge as I speak, my words soft and mocking. "You didn't think I would go down without a fight, did you?"

Valerian's eyes narrow in response, her expression guarded as she watches me intently. She is no longer mocking or overconfident, and I can tell she is wary of my sudden change in demeanor.

My movements are precise and quick, my attack aimed straight at Valerian's torso.

Valerian's eyes widen in surprise as she attempts to dodge my sudden attack, but she is too slow and is caught off guard.

My slash connects, landing a blow on her torso, and sending her stumbling back, her expression one of shock and pain.

Valerian staggers back, a look of surprise on her face. She presses her hand to her wounded side, wincing in pain.

"Impressive," she mutters, her voice filled with both respect and caution. "You're not as weak as you seem."

She stares at me, her gaze wary and guarded. "But one lucky strike does not make you a victor," she says, her voice a low growl. "This fight is far from over.

As Valerian finishes speaking, her expression smug and confident, I suddenly appear behind her, a dark and menacing presence at her back.

Valerian's eyes widen in surprise, her expression one of shock and alarm. She quickly spins around, her weapon coming up to defend herself, but it's too late.

With a quick and precise movement, I deliver a low blow to Valerian's legs, knocking her off her feet and sending her sprawling to the ground.

As Valerian hits the ground, her expression one of surprise and pain, I speak, my voice low and mocking.

"You underestimated me, didn't you?" I say, my voice filled with a sense of triumph. "You thought I was weak, helpless, easy prey."

I take a step closer to her, my eyes fixed on her face.

"You were wrong. I am more powerful than you ever could've imagined."

Valerian looks up at me, her expression a mixture of shock and anger. She is clearly not used to being bested in a fight, and the blow to her pride is as painful as the physical blow I landed.

"You... you..." she mutters, her voice strained with pain and surprise.

She struggles to get to her feet, but I am quick to act, my foot planted on her back, holding her down.

Valerian's eyes glint with a sense of determination, and her body glows with an otherworldly energy, signaling her use of omni Transcendence.

She is enveloped in a bright light, her body suddenly surrounded by a powerful aura. Her power is surging, and she is now much stronger than before.

"You should've taken me out when you had the chance," she says, her voice low and menacing. "Now you'll regret it."

Valerian expected me to be frightened or intimidated by her sudden power, but I remain unphased.

Instead, I merely speak, my voice steady and confident.

"Is that all you've got?" I say, a smirk tugging at the corners of my lips. "You think a little power surge is going to scare me?"

Valerian releases a wave of power unlike anything we've ever seen before. The sheer magnitude of her energy is staggering, and I can feel the ground trembling beneath me as the very fabric of the multiverse shakes in response.

The force of her attack is overwhelming, each blow more powerful than the last.

I struggle to defend myself, blocking and dodging her attacks, but it's difficult. It's clear that Valerian is tapping into a whole new level of power, and I am far outclassed.

"Do you see now?" Valerian says, her voice filled with a sense of smug satisfaction. "You never stood a chance against me. I am the strongest, and nothing can stand in my way."

Valerian delivers yet another blow, the force of her attack sending me tumbling backwards.

I try to rise, to fight back, but it's difficult. Valerian is too powerful, too strong. She has unleashed a limitless power, and there seems to be no end to it.

"You're so naive," Valerian mocks, her voice smug and confident. She circles around me, her every movement filled with power and grace.

I try to attack her, to find an opening, but her defenses are impenetrable. Every swing of my arm is parried or dodged, every attempt at magic countered instantly.

It's clear that I am outmatched. Valerian is toying with me, enjoying the thrill of victory.

Valerian stands there, her expression one of smug satisfaction, her attack already primed to destroy me.

But, instead of a weak and battered combatant, she finds a clone, an empty and lifeless copy of me, completely defenseless.

Suddenly, she realizes that she has made a serious mistake. She has been fighting a clone the entire time, while I was watching from afar, my expression filled with a sense of satisfaction.

As Valerian looks around in confusion, her expression suddenly panicked and bewildered, I speak, my voice soft and mocking.

"Did you really think you were fighting me the whole time?" I say, a smirk on my face. "You've been attacking a mere clone, a diversion, while I've been watching you, waiting for the perfect moment to strike."

Valerian's expression darkens, her confidence faltering as she realizes that she has been tricked.

I continue to chuckle, my laughter a low, mocking chuckle that only serves to make her feel even more foolish.

"You're so gullible," I say, my voice filled with mockery. "You thought you were defeating me, but all you were doing was wasting your time and energy on a mere decoy."

I descend from my higher position, slowly floating down to Valerian's level, my smirk growing more and more confident.

I approach her slowly, my body still relaxed and at ease, my eyes locked onto hers.

"You know, I have to say, I'm a little disappointed in you," I say, my voice filled with a sense of superiority. "I thought you were this all-powerful warrior, but it turns out you're just a fool, easily deceived by a simple illusion."

"But I suppose I shouldn't be too hard on you," I continue, my voice mocking and condescending. "After all, it's not your fault you're so easily fooled. You're just not as clever as you thought you were."

I circle around her, my movement slow and deliberate, like a predator toying with its prey.

Valerian attacks again, channeling her limitless power into a powerful attack. But I easily dodge it, my movements relaxed and casual, as if I am barely having to try.

She stares at me with a mixture of surprise and frustration, her expression a mix of disbelief and mounting anger.

"How...?" she mutters, her voice low. "How are you so fast, so agile?"

It's a skill honed over years of battle and experience," I say, my voice dripping with a sense of superiority. "You may have limitless power, but it means nothing if you can't land a single blow."

I take another casual step back, my body still relaxed and at ease, my eyes watching her every movement.

"But keep trying," I say, my voice mocking and condescending. "I'm enjoying this. Every attack you throw at me, every attempt you make to hit me, only serves to prove just how outclassed you really are."

Valerian's anger and frustration reach a boiling point, and she decides to use her ultimate ability, the omnipotent gauntlet.

The gauntlet glows with an eerie, otherworldly energy, and I can feel the surge of power emanating from it.

"You really think that's going to be enough to defeat me?" I say, my voice calm and confident. "I've faced down beings much stronger than you, beings with power far greater than the gauntlet you hold in your hand."

she smirk and explains, oh no this isn't just any ordinary gauntlet, this is the ultimate sources of all creation, any commend I say the gauntlet responds to my commend on all creation. You have underestimated my power and now your going to regret it. 

I listen to Valerian's explanation of the gauntlet, my expression serious and focused.

"So you hold the ultimate source of all creation in your hands," I say, my voice wary. "You have the power to command the very universe itself, to shape it and bend it to your will."

This is a serious threat, and I know I need to tread carefully. Valerian has the power to potentially alter creation itself.