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The Despero Intersection	By : Ksennin Category: DC Verse Comics > Justice League Views: 14485 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Gritting her teeth, as she focused on her power of endurance, Wonder Woman crashed into the tenth story of an evacuated building, steel and concrete giving in like paper before the impact. After frantic aerial maneuvering to dodge Despero's eyeblasts, he had finally struck her in mid-air just as she had attempted to dive head-on towards him again. She could not attempt that again. While her Amazon combat skills allowed her to match his physical strength, he had clear advantage in a long-range match. She had to get back into close range. Shrugging off the debris, Wonder Woman reached down to thrust slender fingers into the slab beneath her, reaching the iron rods inside. With a single pull, she tore off a massive chunk of the reinforced concrete mass, and with effortless accuracy, she threw it at Despero with the speed of a rocket. Despero's eye glowed, and the improvised projectile shattered into dust and a myriad scattered fragments. Despero looked up, again seeking the Amazon, and was suddenly jerked back and up. Wonder Woman rose fast into the air, holding Despero in a rear choke, her arms wrapped tightly around the thick neck, one forearm at his trachea, another pressing the skull forward, while her long legs cinched around his torso. She had used the instant of distraction to reach his back, behind his blasting range. In mid-air, with no true outside leverage, his enormous strength was neutralized, and her tightening grip depended only on internal leverage. Despero began to struggle wildly, his arms flailing, trying in vain to reach her, his own massive frame working against him. His curses came as jumbled gasps. The arm she had injured instants before now seemed unharmed, Wonder Woman noticed, frowning. She also could recover from most physical damage, but not at such a rate. Was any attack on him ultimately pointless, then? Without warning a sudden shock hit her senses, a merciless pressure that seemed about to make her head explode. She clenched her teeth, and endured, while every fabric of her being begged for oblivion. >>Resist, Diana,<< J'onn's voice said inside her mind. >>I'll help shield you.<< *Just what is this creature's power?* she thought, as the attack relented, and Despero's struggles again become only physical. *How can I stop him?* >>I fear we never understood the true extent of Despero's power,<< J'onn mindspoke. >>He seems capable of mentally manipulating both matter and energy. His very body may be just a manifestation of this.<< *Can you attack his mind while I restrain him?* >>I tried to before. He brushed my attack aside and tore through my shields with ease. He violated my memories, Diana. Ravaged my very sense of self. I could never break through such power...<< *Then I must find a way!* she thought, already feeling her arms beginning to ache with the tension. The rear choke should had rendered Despero unconscious by now, but perhaps he did not even need to truly breathe. She had been forced to escalate her level of power and the brutality of her attacks in the face of his might, yet it seemed that Despero could withstand anything she could do. Any effort to restrain or relocate him may only delay the ultimate result. Wonder Woman breathed deeply. She knew that if she applied enough strength in her current position, she could dislocate the neck vertebrae, but she was loath to kill. It was almost as much a failure as an actual defeat. Yet could she risk the death of untold innocents by further prolonging such a confrontation? Despite her reluctance, she seemed to have little choice. A sudden pain hit her leg, and Wonder Woman cried out in surprise. Despero had grabbed one of the heroine's legs wrapped around his chest and had squeezed the ankle with his inhuman strength. She clenched her eyes shut, focusing on her resilience, trying to shut off the pain, even as she tightened her hold even more. Suddenly, the ground rushed at them, and in the blink of an eye, they struck it with the sound of an artillery shell, breaking through meters of pavement and rock to reach a subway station below, an empty subway car folding like cloth beneath them. Despero had disrupted her concentration enough to overcome her flight power. With a mirthless laugh, Despero grabbed the stunned Amazon's long black hair and threw her like a toy to the station's floor. The Amazon breathed deeply, stumbling to her knees, feeling her ankle protest at the attempt to rise. Despero, whose superior powers of recovery gave him the advantage, now stood before her, his eyes narrowing as he stared at her. "YOU KNEEL BEFORE YOUR MASTER, WOMAN, AS YOU SHOULD. I LIKE THAT," he said, his eyes glowing now with a different kind of hunger. Wonder Woman looked up and for an instant, her eyes widened. Had THAT been there before? she wondered in an instant of digression. She found it hard to believe she had failed to notice such an outstanding feature. "YOU MAY STILL BE OF SOME USE," he said, reaching for her. ************************************** J'onn's mind registered similar surprise, seeing Despero through his mindlink with Diana. *She is affecting him, too,* he realized. *Enough to manifest it physically.* ************************************** As Despero reached for her, Wonder Woman seized his thick wrists, and threw herself back to the floor, extending her legs to plant her feet on his hips. Pulling him in with her arms while pushing with her legs, she rolled backwards and threw him over and behind, to smash against the station's wall. She stood up, and smiled. In her right hand she again held her golden lasso, the other end of which was still tied to Despero's wrist. Grabbing the lasso tightly with both hands, the heroine pulled and twisted, and Despero was swung in a tight arch to hit the station's farthest wall with a loud crash. Spinning powerfully, she flung him at the opposite wall immediately. Focusing on strength, speed, and the grounding needed, and ignoring the groaning of her muscles at the effort of channeling the necessary power, Wonder Woman repeated the action again and again, throwing Despero from wall to wall, harder and faster each time, his body becoming a blur, as the whole station shuddered with the powerful impacts. A wino who had been dozing in a nearby corner and was overlooked in the evacuation efforts, woke up with justifiable shock. Swearing to give up booze for real this time, he ran away with speed that would have made an Olympic coach proud. Just when the whole place seemed about to cave in, Wonder Woman finally willed the lasso to contract, and with a brisk tug she pulled Despero's battered form towards her. The enormous creature seemed unconscious, his face and body bruised and bloodied. Yet Wonder Woman could not afford to feel relief. Feeling her back muscles cramping with fatigue, she wrapped the golden lasso around the creature's torso and arms, and turned him facedown, moving to bind hands and feet together. The ground below them exploded as Despero released a fearsome energy blast, a reverse shower of concrete and soil throwing Wonder Woman off her feet, unbalanced by the unexpected indirect attack. Despero struggled to his feet, seething with fury as he strained against the slender length of golden rope binding him. The damage Wonder Woman had inflicted on him was vanishing already, yet he was unable to free himself from the apparently ridiculous obstacle. His shoulder and arm muscles grew even larger, the enormous bulging masses crackling with energy, but still the unbreakable golden lasso held. He looked at where the stunned heroine lay, face up on the ground. She should die in horrible pain for her affront, he knew, yet his eyes drank with relish the sight of her shapely female flesh, Her costume had been charred into almost nothingness by his blasts, yet the exposed skin on her lush body remained smooth and unblemished but for minor fading bruises. "IT IS TIME YOU BEGAN SERVING THIS WORLD'S NEW MASTER," he sneered, looming arrogantly over the Amazon, his powerful legs straddling her fallen body. As Despero stepped over her, Wonder Woman slid forward, her left hand reaching for the creature's right foot set by her side, while her legs rose to wrap themselves from behind around his thick thigh, her booted feet locking above his groin. Trapping his foot tightly in her armpit, she clasped her hands on it, and forced her legs down with all her power, bringing Despero back and down to the ground before her. Adjusting her position, she locked her hands and arms, and leaning back, broke his ankle like a twig. Despero roared in pain, and she coiled back her right foot and stomped it forward into the sizable target at his groin with furious power. Despero's eyes bulged and his mouth became a small circular opening, as the pain rendered him voiceless. Jumping to her feet instantly, Wonder Woman twisted her body and Despero's trapped leg with it, dislocating the knee joint with a wet-sounding snap. Despero's torso rose as he screamed, to be sent back down immediately by a side kick to his face. With a grunt, the heroine brought her knee down onto the lower portion of his exposed rib-cage, feeling the diamond-hard bones give in to the impact. Sliding to straddle Despero, she grabbed the golden lasso still binding the monster's arms and wrapped it around his shoulders and neck, leaning forward in mount position, using one forearm to force Despero's face to a side, deflecting his blasting range. Breathing deeply, she began to deliver a staccato of straight punches with her free hand, dark blood splattering on her with each strike. "YAAAARGHHHHHH!" Despero screamed, as his will sent the two of them flying up, to smash against the station's ceiling, the surprised heroine taking the brunt of the impact, before falling back to the station's floor. Wonder Woman felt darkness threaten to shroud her mind, but she fought it, using her pain as focus to remain conscious, cursing her overconfidence. She had again underestimated his enormous power. Her body ached in agony and her head seemed about to explode, but she was still holding onto the lasso, refusing to let go, as they both rolled on the debris-covered floor, joined by the golden length of metallic rope. *That is it,* she realized, as she gritted her teeth in determination, fighting to keep the struggling brute under control. *J'ONN!* she cried out in her mind. *The lasso! It is the way in!* ************************************** "This is the place. I think. Booster, there's a mountain of rubble here. Just where the hell are you?" "Down here!" "Oh. Great help." ************************************** "GIVE UP!" Wonder Woman commanded, focusing her will through the lasso binding Despero, joining them in its mystic bond. ************************************** J'onn winced as he trembled with the effort, brushing aside the pain of his healing injuries, his mind reaching through his mindlink with Diana into the strange pathway the magical lasso provided. >>GIVE UP!<< he echoed, hammering at the fiery wall of Despero's mind. Suddenly, they were in. ************************************** There was nothing but anger and hate. The monomaniacal fire of obsession had grown and grown until it had consumed anything else there may have ever been. Conscious thought remained only as a tool for the expression of his hate, for the articulation of his anger. The respective consciousness of Martian and Amazon, tenuously linked, were but inconsequential specks lost in a vast ocean of madness. They could only stare in horror at the intensity of the all-present loathing, aghast at the burning flashes of bitter recollection. The memories that colored the surface of his madness were only fuel for Despero's fury, focal points for his hate. They sensed, as if they had lived it, the dread and hate projected from the hearts of people facing the birth of a grotesque mutant. They felt the dark shadow of death claim the parents, victims of fear and intolerance. and the sudden awakening of the fearsome power echoing such murderous resolve. They saw a planet devastated, a race slaughtered, revenge and hate becoming, more than a way of life, life itself. *He was just a child...* J'onn felt Diana mutter to herself, her pain almost tangible through the shared mindlink. They saw his power grow, his lust for death and conquest growing in hand, to be stopped only when facing the Justice League. They felt the shock of discorporation, and the spiraling madness of sensory deprivation annihilating everything but the central core of hate and hunger for the retribution he felt they owed him. That all life owed him. Despero had become his hate, and his hate was all there was of him. ************************************** "Bea, it's not enough! You are just slagging the rubble," Beetle shouted. "You need to vaporize the whole thing!" "I'm doing the best I can!" Fire replied. "This isn't easy!" ************************************** It was useless. J'onn's mind surfed the waves of Despero's fury, anchored by the firmness of Diana's concern, as he desperately sought a handhold. Anything he could work with. But even deep inside Despero's defenses, there was nothing he could do. The creature's savage anger, his lust for retribution was too boundless, too intense, yet too basic and featureless to grasp. It was like trying to catch water with a sieve. *I can't...* ************************************** *NO!* Wonder Woman thought at J'onn, while she and Despero rolled on the floor, her tired muscles straining to hold down the struggling brute, as he roared his anger at the presence that had infiltrated his mind. Her eyes were closed, her consciousness focused elsewhere, but her training allowed her to keep up with the monster's struggles, her body aware of every shift of his musculature through the close contact of their tangled bodies. *There must be a way!* ************************************** J'onn felt like drowning in the immense depth of Despero's obsession, his senses recoiling at the conflagration of burning hate. Even Diana's hope seemed feeble in the face of such negative emotion. Yet, when just about to give up, to ironically give in to despair, he found something. There was a shifting discontinuity in the emotional landscape of Despero's madness. From his lust for violence and death a different emotion manifested erratically, a desire not for blood and destruction. If he could isolate and magnify it, it could be his handle. J'onn was shocked as he suddenly understood its nature. ************************************** Wonder Woman understood, too, as she caught J'onn's realization through the mindlink. It was hardly surprising, having seen the physical evidence already. For an instant she wondered if J'onn was right and such things were indeed a passive manifestation of her powers. Surely males could not always be so single minded as that. But she immediately dispelled such digressions. *Could you act on Despero's mind through this... weakness?* she asked. >>Perhaps, if his hate were to give way to it in greater measure, but how...?<< Wasting no time, the Amazon Princess grabbed Despero's head in both hands and put her mouth to his.
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