New Enemies
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The echoes of Nuxsus' laughter filled the burning remains of the lab, a sound of pure madness and undeniable victory. The charred remnants of Amazo crackled with dying sparks, the lifeless android sprawled in a heap of molten metal and shattered circuitry.
Superboy knelt on the ground, his breathing ragged, his knuckles pressing into the ruined floor. His rage had not faded, but reality had set in—this battle was over. He could see it in Nuxsus' eyes.
This wasn't a fight anymore.
It was a matter of how long he could survive.
Dr. Ivo trembled, his entire body drenched in sweat. His masterpiece was gone. The peak of his genius reduced to scrap metal, and now, the very thing responsible for it was staring directly at him.
Nuxsus took a step forward, his presence crushing. The air around him crackled with electricity, and the blood-stained Blades of Chaos dripped with molten remains of his previous kill. He cocked his head, eyes gleaming with amusement.
"You're looking a little pale, Ivo," he mused, voice dripping with mockery. "You didn't think I'd just leave you breathing after all this, did you?"
Ivo stumbled back. He had nothing left. No defenses. No weapons. Just a barely-standing lab and an exhausted Kryptonian who could barely remain conscious.
He opened his mouth—to beg, to reason, to do anything—but before a single word could leave his lips
BOOM!
The ceiling erupted.
A massive explosion tore through the structure, sending chunks of concrete and steel crashing down like meteors. The force of the blast sent shockwaves through the room, causing Superboy to stumble and Ivo to collapse in terror.
Then, from the smoke and falling debris, a massive mechanical figure descended.
Its metal plating gleamed, sharp angles and reinforced armor covering its hulking frame. It landed with a deafening crash, the ground beneath it fracturing under the sheer weight.
But it wasn't the machine that made Nuxsus pause.
It was the figures standing on its shoulders.
A voice—smooth, calculated, and laced with amusement—spoke from within the machine.
"I've been looking for you for a long time, Nuxsus."
The cockpit of the machine opened, revealing a sharp-dressed man, his eyes hidden behind sleek sunglasses, his expression brimming with confidence.
Maxwell Lord.
Nuxsus' lips curled into a smirk. "And you are?"
Lord chuckled. "Maxwell Lord. Businessman. Visionary. And the man who's about to make your life very interesting."
Nuxsus was intrigued, but before he could respond, laughter—wild, chaotic, unmistakable—cut through the tension.
A figure perched on the machine's left shoulder leaned forward, a grin stretching across his painted white face.
Joker.
His purple coat flared as he cackled, twirling a small gas bomb between his fingers before tossing it lazily into the air. "Oh-ho-ho! Now this—this is what I call a party! All these corpses, the smell of burnt metal in the air—hoo-boy, it's enough to make a clown shed a tear of joy!"
His eyes locked onto Nuxsus, and his grin widened.
"You see, my boy, I'm here for one thing, and one thing only!" He threw his arms out theatrically. "Harley!"
He tossed a handful of purple-tinted gas bombs into the air, letting them explode midair. Toxic green gas filled the room, creeping outward like a living thing.
Nuxsus didn't move, merely watching with a bemused expression as Joker tilted his head back and howled with laughter.
On the machine's right shoulder, another figure stepped forward. Unlike the Joker, she wasn't laughing.
Dressed in a sleek, frost-blue bodysuit, her icy-white hair cascaded down her back, eyes cold and uncaring.
Killer Frost.
She exhaled, mist forming around her lips as she studied the battlefield. "Let's make this quick. I get paid, I leave. Got it?"
Nuxsus arched a brow. "Professional, huh? I like that."
But then—his grin stretched wider.
Because there, standing at the edge of the machine, golden hair whipping in the wind, a cold fire burning in her eyes—was someone he recognized.
She wasn't the same woman he had let live weeks ago.
Her once-blue outfit was gone, replaced by a sleek, golden suit. The patterns across it resembled flowing ribbons, intricate yet sharp. Her presence was different. Focused. Consumed with purpose.
Lisa Snart.
Nuxsus could see it in her eyes. This wasn't just another fight to her.
This was vengeance.
She leapt from the machine, landing gracefully before pointing a single gloved finger at him.
"You should've killed me when you had the chance."
Nuxsus tilted his head back and laughed.
The battlefield was set.
Nuxsus grinned as he cracked his neck. Lisa Snart Now in her new, Golden Glider—stood before him, her golden suit gleaming under the dim light. Her stance was poised, every fiber of her being screaming vengeance.
From his peripheral, he saw Maxwell Lord standing atop his war machine, flanked by Superboy.
Superboy's eyes were locked onto him with cold determination.
This was different.
Back when they fought against Amazo, Superboy had been blinded by rage. Reckless. Predictable.
But now?
Nuxsus could see it—the way Superboy positioned himself near Maxwell, guarding him, ready to react. He wasn't just here to fight anymore.
He was here to protect.
Nuxsus chuckled. 'Interesting…Unlike Ivo Superboy cares about that Man...I should keep Him alive and get some information out of him'
Nuxsus then turned to face the Others "Dear Lisa! What did you do to become so Golden! So Special!"
Lisa clenched her fists. "Don't Talk to me! Just Die!"
She blurred forward—fast.
Lisa vanished from sight for a brief moment—Nuxsus barely had time to react before he felt an impact against his ribs.
BAM!
A golden ribbon wrapped around his torso, laced with raw kinetic energy, sending him skidding backward. Lisa was already in motion, flipping through the air as she sent another ribbon lashing toward him.
Nuxsus slashed forward with the Blades of Chaos, the searing heat cutting through the ribbon mid-air.
Lisa landed with grace, eyes narrowed. She wasn't stopping.
She flicked her wrist, sending her golden ribbons spiraling around the battlefield, their edges supercharged with energy. The moment they touched the ground, the floor shattered, creating deadly aftershocks.
Maxwell Lord watched from above, smirking.
"She's been training for this day, Nuxsus," he taunted. "You should feel honored." he then Added "She took on one of the worst Experiments anyone could do Just for a Chance of Vengeance!"
(A/N: Hi! Sorry for not posting for a While on LC/DC i was sick and couldn't even move from bed in the last two days, i'm still sick now, but i could manage, only reason i was able to post DSM was because i had stocked up some chapters before....Anyways thanks for reading!)
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