Chaos Unfolds!
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Nuxsus barely dodged before twin beams of heat vision scorched past him. He felt the heat graze his skin, but before he could counter—
Lisa's ribbons snapped around his legs.
"Gotcha."
With a violent jerk, she yanked him down, his body slamming into the ground.
Superboy dropped from above, fist cocked back—an all-out punch aimed at Nuxsus' skull.
Nuxsus barely had time to react before—
CRACK!
The force cratered the ground beneath him.
Pain.
Pure, raw Kryptonian strength.
He felt it.
His Logia intangibility flickered—failed.
Superboy's punch had connected.
Nuxsus coughed out blood, but his grin widened.
"Ohh… I felt that. That was good."
Superboy's expression didn't waver. He was already moving again—this time aiming for a second strike.
But Nuxsus moved first.
Electricity erupted from his body—a wave of raw voltage that sent Superboy flying backward.
Lisa leapt forward again, ribbons glowing with golden light. She snapped them toward Nuxsus, but this time—
Nuxsus was ready.
He twisted in mid-air, catching one ribbon with his Blades of Chaos, wrapping it around his weapon—then yanked.
Lisa gasped as she was ripped forward, completely off balance.
That was all Nuxsus needed.
In an instant—he became lightning.
A blinding blue flash, and he reappeared right in front of her.
His claw was already slashing toward her throat.
But—
BANG!
A bullet pierced the air, stopping his attack inches away from her skin.
Nuxsus' eyes flicked toward the source.
Maxwell Lord. Holding a high-tech firearm, still smoking from the shot.
Lord smirked. "You didn't think I was just gonna watch, did you?"
Nuxsus licked his lips. Oh, this was fun.
...
Amidst the chaos, another battle was unfolding.
The green gas from Joker's bombs had spread throughout the battlefield, but in the center of it all—stood Harley Quinn.
And across from her, bathed in the eerie glow of the gas—was him.
The man who had once controlled her life.
Joker twirled a knife in his gloved fingers, grinning ear to ear.
"Ahhh, Harley! You look… different. New outfit. New attitude. New man." He sneered, eyes flicking toward Nuxsus in the distance. "What? Am I not good enough anymore?"
Harley gripped her bat, her fingers tight around the handle.
She exhaled.
"Y'know what, Mistah J?" Her voice was steady. Strong.
"You were never good enough."
Joker's grin twitched.
"Oooh, ouch! That one actually hurt." He lunged forward, slashing.
Harley dodged, twisting like a dancer as she swung her bat straight for his face.
CRACK!
Joker stumbled, wiping blood from his lips. He grinned wider.
"Oh, I missed this, puddin'."
Harley narrowed her eyes.
"Don't. Call me. That."
.....
Raven hovered in the air, darkness swirling around her like a living storm.
Across from her, Killer Frost stood in a frozen crater, the ground beneath her covered in frost and jagged ice.
Frost exhaled, her breath forming mist. "Magic girl, huh? This should be fun."
Raven's eyes glowed red. "I don't do fun."
Frost snapped her fingers—and the air exploded with ice.
A barrage of sharp, glacial spikes shot toward Raven, but with a flick of her wrist—a shadow barrier materialized, blocking them all.
Then, without warning—Raven teleported.
She reappeared behind Frost—
"Too slow."
A pulse of dark energy erupted from her hand—blasting Killer Frost into a wall.
Frost groaned, standing. "Alright, fine. No holding back, then."
She raised her hands—the temperature plummeted.
The air around Raven froze instantly.
Raven's breath hitched as her body became sluggish.
Killer Frost grinned. "Can't cast spells when your blood's freezing, huh?"
Raven's eyes narrowed. "Wrong."
Her soul self erupted—a massive shadowy figure of a raven, its wings shattering the ice instantly.
Then—she struck back.
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The battlefield was a warzone.
Nuxsus stood in the center of it all, his body bruised, slashed, and burning with pain.
Lisa Snart, Superboy, and Maxwell Lord surrounded him, each one looking worse for wear—but still standing.
Nuxsus clicked his tongue.
This was getting annoying.
He should have had this in the bag.
He damaged Superboy—his Logia powers let him land solid hits, and his lightning was enough to make the Kryptonian scream.
He almost fried Maxwell Lord—a well-placed lightning strike had left him convulsing on the ground, seconds away from being reduced to ash.
But—Superboy had saved him. Again.
That wasn't the problem. Lisa was.
She was fast. Too fast.
Every time he lashed out, she moved like a ghost—phasing through attacks like they weren't even there.
She **wasn't just dodging—**she was untouchable.
And her counters hurt.
The golden ribbons slashed through his defenses like a hot knife, their kinetic force piling up injuries he couldn't ignore.
He was losing.
And worst of all—this wasn't even their full force.
Reinforcements could still come. More heroes. More annoyances.
Nuxsus gritted his teeth.
This ends now.
Lisa flicked her wrist, sending her golden ribbons spiraling toward him once more.
Superboy blurred forward, aiming a devastating punch.
Maxwell Lord raised his weapon—a specialized anti-meta rifle, aimed right at Nuxsus' skull.
Three attacks. One moment.
Nuxsus inhaled.
Then—he moved.
His Blades of Chaos whipped out, catching Superboy's fist mid-swing—sparks exploded from the impact as lightning surged down the chains, shocking Superboy on contact.
At the same time—Nuxsus twisted, letting Lisa's ribbons miss by mere inches.
And in the same breath—he lifted his hand toward Maxwell.
BOOM!
A massive lightning bolt erupted from his palm, straight at Maxwell's chest.
Lord's eyes widened. There was no time to react.
The blast connected.
Maxwell Lord screamed.
Electricity ripped through his body, frying his nervous system, setting his skin ablaze.
He was seconds from death.
But—
Superboy roared.
He tanked the electricity still coursing through his body, broke free from the chains, and moved faster than Nuxsus could react.
A fist slammed into Nuxsus' gut.
Then another.
Then another.
A barrage of Kryptonian strength tore into him, sending him flying back.
He hit the ground hard, coughing up blood.
Damn it.
Even now—they weren't going down.
Lisa landed next to Superboy, unharmed. Maxwell Lord was barely conscious, but alive.
Nuxsus slowly stood up, breathing heavily.
"Alright," he muttered, rolling his shoulders.
No more playing around.
"I'll Have to use my Trump Card" said Nuxsus as he mentally sent a message to the System 'Roll the Platinum Ticket!'
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