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A Rider Kick in Marvel ch 128
🕑 Added 2024-09-29 23:24:14 +0000 UTCAce Ukiyo felt the rumbling beneath his feet, the vibrations traveling up through the ground. His eyes narrowed as he strained to hear the commotion echoing from the distance. What was happening out there? His grip tightened on the Fullbottles in his hand as he steeled himself, ready to face whatever challenge lay ahead.
Ace Ukiyo's head snapped up as a familiar green-haired woman strode toward him, her expression grim.
"Lorna," Ace said, recognition flashing in his eyes. "What's happening?"
Lorna's brow furrowed. "The X-Men are here. They're fighting Magneto and the Brotherhood." She clenched her fists, the air crackling with magnetic energy.
Ace Ukiyo was surprised to learn that the X-Men had arrived on Asteroid M, the formidable stronghold of Magneto and the Brotherhood. His gaze shifted to Lorna Dane, Magneto's daughter, as she approached his cell.
Lorna's expression was tense as she raised a hand, and the power dampening collar around Ace's neck clicked open, falling to the ground. "I'm letting you go," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Ace's brow furrowed in confusion. "Why?" he asked, rubbing his neck.
"Because..." Lorna paused, her eyes darting away for a moment. "My father is planning to launch a bomb. I don't think it's right." She met Ace's gaze, a hint of desperation in her eyes. "You have to stop him."
Ace Ukiyo's expression softened as he placed a hand on Lorna's shoulder. "Thank you, Lorna. I promise I'll stop your father before he can launch that bomb." His eyes held a mixture of gratitude and concern. "What about you? What will happen to you after this?"
Lorna's gaze fell to the ground, uncertainty flickering across her features. "I... I don't know," she admitted, her voice tinged with trepidation. "My loyalty has always been to my father, but I can't stand by and watch him destroy innocent lives." She met Ace's eyes, a glimmer of resolve forming. "I have to do what I believe is right, even if it means going against him."
Ace nodded, understanding the weight of her decision. "Then let me help you," he said, his voice firm. "Where is Senator Kelly being held?"
Lorna hesitated for a moment, then replied, "He's being guarded by my sister, Wanda. They're in the central control room, not far from here." She paused, a hint of worry creeping into her expression. "Be careful, Ace. Wanda is... unwavering in her support of our father's cause."
Ace squeezed Lorna's shoulder reassuringly. "I'll do what I can to get Kelly to safety. And Lorna?" He offered her a small, encouraging smile. "Thank you for doing the right thing. I'll make sure you're protected, no matter what happens."
With that, Ace turned and hurried towards the central control room, determined to stop Magneto's devastating plan and rescue the captive senator. The sound of the ongoing battle between the X-Men and the Brotherhood echoed through the corridors, spurring him on.
The X-Men and The Brotherhood were fighting. The scene was in chaos. Magneto was dominating the field, and the X-Men were starting to lose ground.
Magneto's magnetic powers surged, his hands outstretched as he manipulated the very metal that made up the Asteroid M fortress. Sheets of steel peeled away from the walls, twisting and contorting into deadly projectiles that he hurled towards the X-Men.
Cyclops fired his optic blasts, but Magneto effortlessly deflected them, the beams ricocheting off his magnetic shields. Beside him, Quicksilver darted around the battlefield, a blur of motion as he struck at the X-Men with blinding speed.
Storm summoned powerful winds, her eyes glowing with raw energy. She lashed out, her gusts slamming into Magneto, but the master of magnetism merely raised a hand, the air currents parting around him.
Jean Grey gritted her teeth, her brow furrowing in concentration as she strained to erect telekinetic barriers, shielding her teammates from Magneto's relentless assault. But even her formidable powers were being pushed to their limits.
Wolverine roared, his adamantium claws slashing through the air as he charged at Sabertooth. The two feral mutants collided in a flurry of slashes and bites, their primal battle raging on.
Amidst the chaos, Ace Ukiyo raced towards the central control room, his determination fueling his steps. Lorna's warning about Magneto's plan to launch a devastating bomb weighed heavily on his mind. He had to reach Senator Kelly and stop the Brotherhood's leader before it was too late.
As Ace rounded a corner, he caught a glimpse of Wanda Maximoff, Magneto's other daughter, standing guard outside the control room. Her eyes narrowed as she sensed his approach, her hands crackling with scarlet energy.
Ace Ukiyo approached Wanda Maximoff, his expression earnest. "Wanda, you have to stop this. Magneto's plan to drop a bomb on New York – you can't be okay with that."
Wanda's hands glowed with crimson energy, her brow furrowed. "I... I don't know. My father believes it's necessary to protect our kind."
"At the cost of innocent lives?" Ace pleaded. "Wanda, this isn't the way. There has to be another path, one that doesn't involve such destruction."
Wanda fell silent, her eyes conflicted. The weight of her father's plan seemed to bear down on her, and she struggled to reconcile her loyalty to Magneto with the gravity of the situation.
Ace watched her carefully, sensing the internal turmoil. "Wanda, please. Help me stop this. Together, we can find a way to protect mutants without resorting to such extreme measures."
The air hung thick with tension as Wanda considered Ace's words. Her gaze flickered towards the control room, where her father's plan was unfolding. The fate of New York City and its people hung in the balance, and Wanda found herself torn between her love for her father and the desire to prevent such catastrophic loss of life.
Wanda's eyes narrowed as Ace's words struck a chord within her. She knew her father's plan was extreme, but her loyalty to Magneto ran deep. With a pained expression, she raised her hands, scarlet energy crackling around her fingers.
"I'm sorry, but I can't turn back now," Wanda said, her voice tinged with regret.
The blast of energy erupted from her hands, hurtling towards Ace with devastating force. But in a flash, the Kabuto Zecter, Ace's transformation device, leapt into the path of the attack, deflecting the blast.
Ace watched as the Zecter hovered protectively in front of him, its blue eyes glowing with determination. He turns to Wanda. "So you have made your choice," he said, his voice laced with empathy.
Wanda's brow furrowed, her expression conflicted, but she steeled herself, preparing to engage Ace in battle. Ace looked at her with understanding, knowing that he had to stop her, no matter the personal cost.
Without further hesitation, Ace raised the Kabuto Zecter, the device chirping in response.
"Henshin,"
he declared, and in a brilliant display of light, he transformed into Kamen Rider Kabuto, his sleek, beetle-inspired armor gleaming.
Kabuto and Wanda faced off, the air thick with tension. Wanda's scarlet energy crackled around her fingers, her eyes narrowed with determination. Kabuto's armored form stood ready, his stance poised for action.
With a sudden burst of speed, Kabuto activated his signature ability, "Clock Up!" The world around him seemed to slow to a crawl as he moved with blinding quickness, his form blurring as he closed the distance between them.
Wanda, however, was no stranger to dealing with speedsters. She had honed her skills against her own brother, Quicksilver, and she was prepared for Kabuto's increased velocity. Channeling her powers, she unleashed a wave of scarlet energy, the crimson tendrils snaking through the air and enveloping Kabuto.
Caught in Wanda's hex, Kabuto found his movements slowing, the flow of time returning to normal around him. He struggled against the magical bindings, but Wanda's grip was unyielding. She approached him, her expression a mix of regret and resolve.
"I'm sorry, Ace," she said, her voice tinged with sorrow. "But I cannot let you interfere with my father's plans. The future of our kind depends on this."
Kabuto let out a frustrated growl, his armored form straining against the crimson energy that held him in place. He knew he had to find a way to break free, to stop Magneto's destructive plan before it was too late. The fate of New York City and countless innocent lives hung in the balance.
As Wanda raised her hands, preparing to unleash another wave of her hex powers, Kabuto's mind raced, searching for a way to turn the tide of the battle.
In the chaotic corridors of Asteroid M, the clash between the X-Men and the Brotherhood raged on. Wolverine's claws clashed against Sabertooth's fangs, while Cyclops and Quicksilver traded blows at blinding speeds. Storm summoned powerful winds to buffet her opponents, while Jean Grey's telekinetic shields protected her allies.
Suddenly, the alarms blared, and Magneto turned to Mystique, demanding an explanation. "I don't know," the shapeshifter responded, her brow furrowed with concern.
Before they could investigate further, a squadron of Sentinels burst through the entrance, their metallic frames gleaming. The towering machines scanned the mutants, their glowing red eyes identifying Magneto as a high-profile target.
"Mutants detected," the Sentinels announced in their monotone voices. "Threat level: critical. Commencing elimination protocols."
Without hesitation, the Sentinels opened fire, unleashing a barrage of energy blasts towards the X-Men and the Brotherhood. Cyclops retaliated with his optic beams, but the Sentinels' armor proved resilient, deflecting the attacks.
Magneto, realizing the Sentinels were not made of metal, was unable to control them with his magnetic powers. He gritted his teeth in frustration, his hands clenching as he watched his enemies advance.
"Destroy them all!" Magneto commanded, his voice laced with urgency.
The Brotherhood members sprang into action, their powers unleashed with renewed vigor. Pyro's flames licked at the Sentinels, while Avalanche's tremors shook the very foundation of Asteroid M. Mystique shifted her form, darting between the Sentinels to confuse and distract them.
The X-Men, caught off guard by the unexpected Sentinel assault, regrouped and fought back with equal ferocity. Wolverine's adamantium claws sliced through the Sentinels' armor, while Storm summoned lightning bolts to fry their circuits.
Jean Grey, her brow furrowed in concentration, used her telekinesis to lift and hurl the Sentinels against one another, their metallic frames crashing and crumbling.
As the battle raged on, the sound of the alarms and the cacophony of clashing powers filled the air. Magneto, his face twisted with rage, realized that his carefully crafted plan was unraveling before his eyes. The Sentinels, designed to protect humanity, had now turned their sights on the very mutants they were meant to apprehend.
The X-Men and the Brotherhood, despite their differences, found themselves united in a desperate struggle for survival against the relentless Sentinel onslaught. The fate of Asteroid M and its inhabitants hung in the balance as the two factions fought side by side, their animosity momentarily forgotten in the face of a common enemy.
The X-men and Brotherhood fight back, but due to the number of Sentinels, they were slowly losing ground.
Cyclops unleashed a barrage of optic blasts, the red beams slamming into the Sentinels' armor. But for every one he brought down, two more took its place, their weapons primed and ready to fire. Wolverine roared as he slashed through the machines, his adamantium claws rending metal, but the sheer force of their numbers began to overwhelm him.
Storm summoned powerful winds, whipping debris and rubble at the Sentinels, but they weathered the assault, their sensors adapting to her tactics. Magneto, his face twisted with rage, attempted to manipulate the metal frames, but the Sentinels' advanced programming proved resistant to his powers.
Jean Grey, her brow furrowed in concentration, strained to lift the Sentinels with her telekinesis, but their weight and bulk proved too much for her to control. Quicksilver darted between the machines, disrupting their targeting systems, but the respite was only temporary.
As the battle raged on, the X-men and Brotherhood found themselves steadily pushed back, their efforts to stem the Sentinel onslaught growing more desperate with each passing moment. The metallic titans continued their relentless advance, undeterred by the combined might of the mutants.
