The Final Battle

[Power Princess]

Apparently Tony didn’t like his little gift oh well next time she’ll get him something better. In the mean time she had more important things to deal with such as busting open her knuckles on these monsters which she had already done you couldn’t fight these things with out something bleeding before to long it was a habit of hers now broken and bloody hands or other body parts and dead Doomsday clones that part was the only thing that mattered she didn’t care how many of her own bones break this time she’ll keep fighting until either she or they fall and if she’s going to die this day then she’ll take as many with her as possible. She kneed a Doomsday clone in the face hard hurting it and slicing her knee open along with putting a hole in her pants another thing she didn’t care about is what happens to her clothes if they get destroyed she’ll keep fighting she had no problem doing it naked.

Zarda stopped long enough to see Donna coming towards her listened to what she had to say it seemed another finally grew a brain and decided to leave Tony and his little team. “Don’t just stand there get to work.” she wasn’t going to stand around chatting with the girl she had other things to do like punching this Doomsday clone in the face some more. Causing her knuckles to get worst it hurt a lot but she didn't stop pain was weakness leaving the body and Zarda was far from weak.

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Tony had to remove the Hulkbuster armor whatever had hit him nearly took his head off both of them. He pushed the larger suit away while he stayed on his hands and knees after pulling off his Iron Man helmet he needed to check and make sure the back of his head was still there. He felt back there then looked at his hand to check and see if it was bleeding “What the hell hit me?” he knew the Doomsday clones could pack a punch but not that hard unless he missed something. Grabbing his helmet he stood up put it back on before staggering around a bit before he took to the air damn that really messed him up. “Jarvis any idea on what the hell had just hit me?” “That would be Ms. Troy sir.” “Why?” “It seems she decided to leave the team and join Power Princess.” Tony sighed “Wonderful.” “Shall I start the regenerative systems?” Jarvis spoke up a few seconds later “That’d help.” Tony said before blasting a Doomsday clone in the face with a full powered repulsor rays at point blank range. “Very well sir.” what a day this was turning out to be.

He really didn’t get why everyone was so gun ho to join Zarda’s team okay sure she was really hot and had a great body that she wasn’t afraid to show off but still the woman wasn’t all there he knew she came onto him more then once wanting into his pants and some of the things she said to him while worked getting into them told him she wasn’t all there but she wasn’t stupid he knew that as well she had her moments where she was pretty smart. Maybe she found a way to balance the two? He didn’t really know and right now he wasn’t going to go over there and ask he had other things to do right now.

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She knew what alot of people were thinking. She could see it in their eyes as all of them or at least most seemed to stop what they were doing for a moment and glue their pupils to her every move. She knew with his armor her blow would not cause serious harm to the man inside the iron shell. What it would do was force him to change suits at the most. Her blow hadn't been intended to be lethal, merely a wake-up call that would cause the man to get his head out of his butt. They may not like each other and there may be divisions. There would probably be further divisions when this war had finally ended but for now they all had to work in tandem to defeat a common enemy.

Ignoring the looks given her, even the one she saw being cast by her own sister, it was back to business as usual at the Power Princess' command, not that she really had to command. Donna had plenty of rage toward the monsters to go around and delivered fists and kicks in swift succession, feeling her bones grow brittle and crack with punches. Blood slowly oozing from her extremities but it was all worth it. She was a warrior and she was fighting like one, even as a better idea finally dawned her.

Placing a hand on one of the clones chest and using the other to grab it by the leg Donna strained her weary arms to press the creature over her head and rose skyward. spun him around and soared straight back down to Earth, driving the creature into the ground and letting the momentum do the damage for her. The ploy seemed to work as the impact took whatever fight was left in him out but leaving her slow to get up as well, panting heavily to catch her breath but still striding toward the next monster, determined to keep going somehow until the last of them dropped or she did

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A few moments after her eyes open, her hand moves. She sits up and the cloth covering her body slides away. Naked, she reels at the passing moments, trying desperately to connect the dots and discover what is going on. All senses blurred together, she gives a gently moan of anguish and turns to allow her feet to drape off the table. Why is it that the first thing anybody wants to do is stand up when they're waking up into a disorientated stupor.

She stumbles, falls to her knees and then soon her palms connect with the floor in a soft patter of sound. She grunts in frustration, then lays down against the floor and sighs. Her eyes close and she lays still. Things seem upside down, inside out. The sheet from the table is pulled along with her and winds up draping over her in a mess, half covering her up as she lays in a heap on the floor, attempting to desperately reconfigure her senses.

"This isn't right...The world is....wrong. My senses are...The feedback...Needs. Adjustment...Aughhrr...."

She mutters the words as if in a daze, half asleep, not yet fully aware. All she hears are screeches, shouts, half digitized static and fuz. All she sees is mis matched colors, planes and shapes skewed grossly out of proportion, squares look like triangles, circles like rectangles. Sensations of heat, pressure and cold flash across her skin in random phantom directions. This can't be real. Is she waking up for real this time? Or is it just another failed attempt? Feels like she's been asleep for hundreds of years now. Time seems to pass at ... altered rates while trapped within your own mind.