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A Western Dawn
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Wanted and fleeing from the law, two things that Doom has known for quite some time now. Have it be the accursed Fantastic Four or the dreadful Avengers the great and powerful Doom always has an ever-changing plan, the plan of doom. No mere footsoldiers such as the stormtroopers are, nor any other force that spans through Omniverse will ever amount to the being only known as Victor Von Doom. Of course, as of right now there is a need for a more tactical approach and by tactical means retreating. The only good thing about this is that they have the supplies they came for. 

Doom's metallic boots slashed through murky puddles, his forest colored cloak flowing in behind him. He had to beat tracks, he and the other two need to escape the sixth tier. Doom could feel it in his very bones that the Empire was now on their tail and they now part of their most wanted list. Racing down a dingy brick alleyway Doom turned to face the other two following close behind, the only light illuminating the long narrow pathway being a single spotlight. The entire light shining onto Doom creating shadows that played upon the wall behind him.  

"Move quickly! We have no time to waste," he said making a hard right, his mantle flailing upwards causing his shadow to become disfigured. Jacket and the blue little creature close behind him. "The Stormtroops by now have us pinned as most wanted, for now on I am in charge until Luci has returned." 

"No!" Jacket shouted in protest "We're going back they'll kill her!" 

With an unnaturally quick motion, Doom swooped grabbing the man and lifting off his feet only centimeters from the ground. Doctor Doom's eyes behind his mask narrowed and his gauntleted fingers clinched tight. 

"Silence you vexatious oaf!" The good doctor took a second to recuperate from all the running. "She is dead do you hear me dead those mere stormtroopers would have executed her on the spot!"   

Jacket snaped his hands onto a portion of Doom's torn cloak his face turning slowly into a sneer. 

"You black-souled, heartless, evil, bastard! She needs me, we need to go back!" Jacket gasped, out of breath he quickly gulped in a large amount air before continuing. "Have you ever loved someone!?!"

Doom's eyes lightened up before flipping back to his stern look his grip on Jacket released and the man dropped catching himself before he could fall over. Jacket took a few steps ahead of Doom looking in every direction as if he could find some way to get back to Luci. 

"Yes... And I live with the sin of losing her every day." The armored supervillain spun around to face the young man, raising right gauntlet in level with his head. "I am a necessary evil."

"Um... Guys, I don't mean to interrupt but you should look at the road ahead of us." The small creature crocked. 

Victor shot his head around his eyes fixed on what used to be an empty road, he promptly shielded his eyes from incoming hover car speeding towards them. Close enough to them the craft came to a halt screeching and tuning until the driver's side was in front of them. The windows rolled down to revile a familiar small, furry being: Chipra. 

"Get in! we don't have time the Orc Mafia is right on our tail." 

Dr. Doom, Jacket, and the blue Pokemon ran for the car doors, bullets flying and bouncing off the vehicle. 

*

The Imperial cruiser swiftly maneuvered through the streets of Coruscant's tier six, the Imperial's had themselves a class A manhunt, something wished for all the time. Commander Veer's calmly sat in his boarding seat others in the dropoff area eagerly chirped to one another excited that they might see action. Thought's poured through his head on they should go on about these Westside terrorists. Should he let their overwhelming forces wipe them out or should he let the rancorous Orc Mafia deal with them? hard decisions for sure. 

Veers' head spun to attention as a trooper stepped out from the piloting area and made her way to him.

"Commander we have a lock on the terrorist's positions, it seems they are locked in a chase with the Orc Mafia, it also seems that one of the terrorists looks the same as the droid that attacked tier one a few days ago."  

Veers picked himself from his seat putting both of his hands behind his back and gave a un-easily wide smirk.

"Really?" 

"Yes Sir, shall we deal with them?" 

"No." 

"I beg your pardon?"

"No. I wish to watch and see how this will play out." 

"As you command."                     

*

Bullets shattered into the four some's vehicle as they tried to shift and manage away from the assaulting Orcs. Chipra cursed as he shifted gears and flooring the gas system before spinning the wheel and causing the entire vehicle to make a hard right. Doom jerked back and forth in the back of the car and Pokemon and Jacket started to fire back at their aggressors. Even with their own spray of bullets the Orc's didn't budge on their own pursuit, they themselves a bloodthirsty lot would not give up so easily while the hunt was game. Chipra making a hard left crashing into obstructions in the road in front of him. Doom jerked to the side once more from the force of the turn, his eyes narrowed, he had enough of the vagabonds. 


Shoving all of his weight onto the car door beside him the supervillain crashed his armored elbow into the hover-crafts window breaking glass everywhere. 

"What the Hell are you doing!" Jacket shouted unloading a magazine into an Orcish hover car pushing up close to theirs. 

"What does it look like I'm partaking in what many call the theatrics, keep the vehicle steadfast I wish to stand upon the roof," Victor Von Doom retorted and continued pulling himself onto the car's roof. Thank whoever to thank that his armors wait was not bending the ceiling, Dr. Doom did his best to keep himself balanced, wishing that his armor's systems were fitted with a magnet or a gravitation device. Doom quickly turned to one of the assaulting hover-craft and pot shotted at it with one of his magic blasts. The blast was a direct hit, the vehicle was forced into an uncontrollable spin before engulfing in flames, but that was just one of the Orcish fiends. Bullets sprayed out from another Hovercar they hot lead projectiles pelted into the fours some's craft and several even managed to make a mark on Doom Himself. 

"What a farce!" 

Gritting his teeth behind his mask the good doctor aimed for the hunk of Orc junk. Summoning as much energy as he could he brought his right hand out in front of him and brought the behind him, in a matter of seconds a bolt of green lightning stretched out to face him before arching into the vehicle, instantly sending into flames. Content with his work Doom grinned under his mask. 

"Hold on! We're going for another hard right!" Chipra screamed as he swerved their craft to the right trying to dodge a car that had been seemed to have been thrown in the air. The car started to tilt form the momentum, without any option Doom jumped off the Hovercraft's roof and forced into a sudden tumbling motion crashing onto the ground and thrusting into a rolling movement on the ground before by his own sheer will coming to a sheer halt. Taking few steps and covering his until the dust and smoke cleared, Doctor Doom couldn't believe his eyes, for what stood upon was only the impossible. 

"Hello Koal." His turning from a wide expression to a narrowing one. "You arrived just in time."
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