#1 Posted by mark1212 (5451 posts) - - Show Bio

Two men ran from a bank.Turning a corner they both knew that something or someone was following them. They could hear the slamming of horns as police cars scurried to find them . Entering a corner street something dropped infront of them. One picked it up. It was 9:00 at night so not many people were up. Picking up the anonymus looking thing they went to a steet lamp. Staring at it both men eyes widened. " Oh my god James it's a card/bomb..... it's him isn't it .... isn't it." the man said trembeling at the thought .. James then anwsered back grabbing the card and looking at it." Oh... god... it's his car...d .... don't ... you .... see ... the Mark1212 on it..........." Both men nodded and looked up. There was nothing on the roof tops. Boom. Something fell behind them. Turning around both men screamed. Mark was there in the alley way. Grabbing both men by the collars he said no words. Florida's crime was increasing and he was tired of the police who were all corupt in every single way. Walking out of the alley he grabbed to street lamps using his super strength to pick them up then bending them around the men. Laying both men who had alredy fallen into a deep sleep from shock on the side of the road. He grabbed his card. It  would come in handy when he really would need to blow someone up , but for now he didn't need to.

Grabbing a speaker box he cranked it up and started it . " SHHHHHH.... THERE HERE.........SHHHHHHHH.......... THERE HERE............ SHEEE. " Letting it continue he flew into the  air and stopped on a roof top. The police cars were close and so he telepathcly said to one of the officers. 134 street 4 row.  Turning sharply around he took off speeding towards one  of the edges of the building. Running half way he sped up to his peak human abaility and jumped off. As his legs went back in fourth wildly he got to the other building who was a slight shorter than the one he had jumped from. Ducking he rolled three times before stopping on his knees. Getting up he looked at the escape ladder and took it . Sliding down the stairs he stopped at the bottom with no noise. He didn't hear the sirens any more and thought that they had found the men who had robbed 400,000,000 dollars from the bank.

Walking towards the exit of the alleyway a sudden yellow bolt appeared infront of him . Backing up the small bolt looking sphere grew bigger in cycles. Closing and opening time after time before it grew to 50 ' by 40' feet . Suddenly as if it was enough of a surprise a sudden hand appeared which looked ghostly. It dropped a small looking pamplat on the floor of the dark grey alleyway.  Slowly stepping forward he bent and grabbed it. Pulling back like a snake he opened the paper. Reading it it said writtin in a bad from of english....

" Hello , if you've had this paper in your hand then please let me continue. This is a invitation to go to another world . Not just any other world a war world. The best technology your world will ever see. If you are interested please come through the portal to a world of ghost like warriors who love to watch colleseum fights."

Seeing that  that was all that was written he laughed. It sounded like a admission to be honored at another bar or something. Mark didn't think that thre wa a problem . Signing the paper he didn't read the rest which he should have, but he was tired of this pamphlat. Throwing it back in signed he waited a few minutes. Then walking up close he observered inthis technology. Slipping his hand in and out he knew it was safe to enter. Entering he appeared in a colleseum. It looked as if it could hold up to 1.000.000,000,000,000,000 people in it ..... or in this case ghost people.

Looking around he saw that it was completly full of ghostly animal looking people. Furthermore Mark was regretting signing the parsel per say . Looking around more he saw three other portals and weapons racks on the walls. Throwing a dart at one of the spectators it hit a glass wall. So now he knew it was a safe haven in here. They couldn't hurt anyone on the outside. THis was just his type of party. Walking side ways he picked up a weapon and examied it. It was a strange weapon.... not one he had ever seen on his world. Breaking it apart he examined the conenets and knew this weapon couldn't of been built by humans. He only knew this because of a Weapons course he had taken at a base in Florida.

Turning around he dropped the broken gun which he had no idea how to put it back together and picked another one silently slipping it into his back. Seeing more figures appear in the portals he pushed the gun to his chest and held. After the first person came he saw Midnightist. A friend of his. Running towards his friend he stopped at about 10 feet. Seeing the other two participants he didn't know them.  Bending down to anaylze the soil he picked it up. It was a plastic duracle type. The kind to make sure you couldn't escape.

Looking back up he now knew he might be in a death trap.  Firing a couple of alien bullets at one opponent he ran to the other side where he had come from. If he was lucky he could seperate the opponents and defeat them fast. Firing more bullets off he said to Midnightist. " Getcha head in the game. Do you wanna die. That's what i thought. Grab a weapon and fire it off. " Pushing the bud of his gun in a direction of a weapons rack he looked back at his opponents.

" YOUR MOVE DUDE'S." He screamed outloud towards his opponents in enxtionist

#2 Posted by Midnightist (10858 posts) - - Show Bio

Midnightist was extremely uncomfortable today. He had gone through disaster after another today, but the worst came form his super hero ally Mark. Earlier today two super villains Sephirim and Light,  had teamed together to cause massive damage. Midnightist went to handle the problem, but didn't have time to contact the rest of his team for support. He tried to handle the situation on his own, but it seemed like it was going to get worse before it got better. He was able to battle the the villains to a stand still, but as he began to doubt his progress Mark arrived and seemed to be able to provide help for Midnightist.

However in fact to Midnigtist Mark was useless. Midnightist went in for an attack expecting Mark to get in his own counter move as the villains were unbalanced from him and end their fight quicky with little effort. Midnightist got in mid-air and fired precisely fired bullets at each opponent with the intent on shortly unbalancing them. However Mark had used his duplication powers and had his clones attack at the same time Midnightist fired. Each clone got in the way of the bullets and kept everyone from making contact and giving them time to send out a blast of energy destroying the clones and knocking Midnightist off balance shortly.

Midnightist went in such, but sadly he had not got close enough to get a scent and searched the city fruitlessly. As he walked on a building in frustration a card fell from the sky and he grabbed it and it read. " Hello , if you've had this paper in your hand then please let me continue. This is a invitation to go to another world . Not just any other world a war world. The best technology your world will ever see. If you are interested please come through the portal to a world of ghost like warriors who love to watch colleseum fights." He suddenly saw the portal open in front of him and with his interest peeked he entered. 

Soon he found himself among an uncountable number of phantoms. He soon heard a voice " Getcha head in the game. Do you wanna die. That's what i thought. Grab a weapon and fire it off. "  Mark had also become apart of this and he found this the perfect chase for some "closure". He quickly ran at a very large man with a massive three section staff. He jumped on the large mans back and leapt again and kicked him in the head taking him down with one shot. As he and his weapon fell Midnightist grabbed it and rushed at MArk spinning the blades  shouting "Instead of me getting my head in the game how about I take yours out and stay out of my way"