victorvon_doom (victorvon_doom) wrote in newalliance, @ 2014-06-28 23:35:00 |
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Entry tags: | doom, enigma |
Who: Doom, Effie, NPC ... Tim?
Where: Gotham
When: June 24, 2014 (backdated)
What: Doom hates Skrull. This is about to shatter a few lives as he carries out a bit of a personal vendetta.
Rating: R-Violence.
It was a quiet seeming night in Gotham. One young man was hurrying home, still eager to get out of civvies and onto the rooftops. Gotham nights never stayed quiet, after all. There was always something going on, even on the city's more pensive evenings.
Usually the action didn't come right to the apartment, though.
To the Skrull's credit, he heard the slight noise, lifting his chin and spinning just as the three darts embed into the front of the apartment building. When the seeming Tim Drake turned about though, there was an obvious confusion as the air shimmered and instead of one of Gotham's usual villainy, Doctor Doom instead was there, striding forward while tossing the tranquilizer gun down and instead lifting his arm. A small plate popped up, a gun tip aimed at him.
"And here Doom was hoping this would be quiet," the dictator grumbled as the laser fired.
After all, this was Batman's territory. Dr. Doom wanted as little to do with the hated caped crusader as possible.
When the disguised Skrull managed to dodge the lasers, the dictator wasn't impressed--he was irritated, not caring a bit that he had charred the front of the building and nearly sliced its doors in two. The next device he tossed out was a heat seeker, one that wasn't interested in his armored flesh in the least. It zinged directly for the much smaller person as he tried to take cover around the corner of the building, turning midair right after him. There was a second of silence.
BOOM!
The small explosion and cry of pain didn't cause him to wince in the least, simply striding confidently around the building's brick edge to see him squirming on the ground, gasping in pain and bleeding. The Skrull was dragging himself to try and escape. The burns were gruesome, but none of the dictator's concern as he grabbed the neck and hoist the injured creature off its feet.
"W-why are...?" the Skrull managed to gasp.
Doctor Doom narrowed his eyes at the creature that still looked like Tim Drake. Then his pupils started to glow red. That faded suddenly, the armored man making a disgusted sound. "Pathetic... I was hoping to keep you alive for information. But you don't even know what you are. Do you." He lifted his other hand, dark red flames flaring about his fist. "A loss."