With Wonder Woman
The room shook under the weight of the explosion, and through the smoke of chaos, their eyes met. Diana stood with her hair fluttering and eyes glowing with resolve, facing her evil counterpart who approached with a sword poisoned by darkness.
"Look at you… a distorted version of justice," Diana said, her tone as sharp as her blade.
The other replied with a cold smile, "I am you—as you should be… without mercy."
They lunged at each other. Their swords clashed with a violent spark, the sound of metal ringing like a scream in the void. Diana stepped back, then attacked with agile movements—an arc from the left, a stab toward the abdomen—but her opponent was faster than she expected. She parried the attack and countered with a powerful kick that sent Diana flying into a shattered wall.
Diana exhaled as she stood, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth. "You rely on rage... it won't grant you victory."
The dark version didn't answer. She leapt into the air, her sword glowing with malevolent energy. But Diana was ready. She raised her sword at a precise angle. They collided, and instead of retreating, Diana pushed with all her strength, throwing her enemy off balance for a moment. Diana seized the moment, spun quickly, struck her foe's jaw with the hilt of her sword, then stabbed her in the shoulder.
The evil twin screamed and backed off, breathing heavily, her eyes filled with hatred. She reached out, summoning a whip coated in darkness that lunged like a deadly snake toward Diana.
But Diana jumped high, evading the strike, and landed behind her opponent. Without hesitation, she grabbed her arm, punched her ribcage, and slammed her to the ground.
"You know the difference between us?" Diana whispered, gripping her foe's neck. "You fight to prove your power. I fight to protect those I love."
But the evil version spat blood and smiled. "That's your weakness, Princess."
In a flash, she unleashed a dark energy wave from within, an explosion that threw Diana away violently.
They both rose. Tired, wounded, stained with blood. They approached each other again, slowly, as if gravity itself pulled them together.
Then came the final clash.
They exchanged blows in a blazing sequence—swords clashing, kicks and punches flowing—but Diana, though exhausted, remained steady.
In a decisive moment, she feinted an attack, spun behind her opponent, and held her sword to her neck.
"Surrender," Diana said, her voice carrying compassion, not weakness.
Her counterpart looked at her… then suddenly dissolved into dark smoke, vanishing completely—leaving Wonder Woman in shock. "What the hell…"
With Flash
Amid the rising smoke from the building that had collapsed minutes earlier, Flash stood, breathing heavily, staring at the burning concrete blocks around him. Dust still filled the air, but an ominous silence settled over the scene.
Then they emerged from the rubble.
Evil Martian Manhunter, his features twisted in a cold stare, his body trembling with dense psychic energy. Beside him, Evil Cyborg, his arm morphing into a massive plasma cannon, his eyes glowing with advanced tech.
"Two against one?" Flash said, tapping his thigh nervously. "Lost your sense of sportsmanship, guys?"
Martian didn't reply—he launched a sudden mental wave. Flash barely dodged in time, running around the blast in a spiral, leaving trails of red sparks behind him.
Cyborg aimed and unleashed a barrage of missiles. But Flash was faster. Every shot missed him like they were in slow motion.
Still, he didn't attack—only evaded.
"All right, time for the counterstrike," he muttered and dashed forward like a storm.
In a split second, he reached Cyborg and delivered a sharp kick to his metal abdomen, followed by ten rapid punches to his face, making his head spin. But Martian intervened, vanishing and reappearing in front of Flash, slapping him with a psychic-charged arm.
Flash stumbled back, his mind struck by dark thoughts.
"What... is this?" he muttered, seeing them advance again.
Martian extended his hand, trying to infiltrate his mind. Flash suddenly ran, spinning around them at blinding speed, trying to create a ground cyclone to bring them down.
But Cyborg planted his feet and opened a chest port that unleashed a massive magnetic field, halting Flash's vortex and dropping him to the ground.
"Ugh… that didn't go well," Flash said, groaning as he stood.
Then Evil Wally appeared.
He emerged from the shadows like a dagger dipped in poison, a cold smile on his face.
"I was just watching… but looks like you need a lesson in real speed, Barry."
"Wally?!" Flash's eyes widened. "You're with them too?!"
He didn't answer—he moved.
Flash didn't see it coming.
In one instant, he took a blow to the chest, another to the neck, and a third to his leg. Three hits in less than a second knocked him to his knees.
He tried to rise, but Wally grabbed him by the neck and lifted him.
"Speed isn't enough, Barry… speed needs a sharp mind—and a dark heart."
He threw him toward Cyborg, who met him with a metallic punch that sent him crashing through the debris.
Flash's body hit the ground, writhing in pain. He tried to get up again, but Martian placed a hand on his head and whispered, "Sleep now…"
Flash sank into the darkness of his mind, unconscious.
The three stood over him, victorious. Wally spoke, "One down."
Martian approached him. "Diana is awake. Zatara took her back to the mountain."
Wally nodded and turned to Cyborg. "Cyborg, you're with me. Superman is fighting Flash and Spider-Man against Lord Black. I need you to search for the rest of them—they were unconscious before the building collapsed. I saw the spider pulling them out."
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