X-Force: Beyond Omega

The once-great mutant nation of Genosha was in ruins. Fires raged in the streets, sending plumes of smoke billowing into the darkened sky. The air was thick with the acrid scent of burning metal and scorched flesh. Lightning crackled above as Storm commanded the skies, rain cascading down in a torrential flood.

Amidst the chaos, Jean Grey hovered above the battlefield, her body radiating the golden flames of the Phoenix Force. Her eyes glowed with the incandescent power of creation and destruction, but even that was barely enough to contain the storm of madness before her.

Dozens of mutants, ancient beings, once lost to time—had been awakened from their deep slumber. Their forms were twisted, their mutations pushed to unnatural extremes. They had been prisoners of Genosha's cruel experiments, and then pawns of Apocalypse's twisted vision. Some were monstrosities beyond recognition, their bodies fused with metal, stone, and pure energy. Others bore the marks of age-old mutations, abilities so powerful they threatened to unravel reality itself.

But what truly horrified Jean wasn't their strength.

It was their minds.

They were gone.

Time had stolen their souls, leaving behind husks of destruction. There was no reasoning with them, no reaching them. If she severed Apocalypse's control, they would not stop fighting. They would not regain themselves.

They would simply become uncontrollable.

Jean gritted her teeth, straining against the overwhelming force of their combined willpower. She could feel the remnants of their minds, echoes of what they once were, but it was like trying to hold onto sand in a storm. 

"Damn it…" she hissed, reinforcing the Phoenix's barrier around herself and her allies.

Below her, the battle raged.

...

Psylocke ducked as a massive, clawed hand tore through the air where her head had been a second ago. The creature before her was something out of a nightmare... scaled, towering, and monstrous, with razor-sharp fangs and eyes that gleamed with predatory hunger. Deep emerald energy pulsed through its body, healing every wound almost the instant it was inflicted.

Psylocke flipped backward, summoning her psychic blade. The glowing weapon of pure psionic energy extended from her wrist, crackling with raw power.

"Alright, ugly," she muttered, dodging another swipe. "Let's see if you can regrow your brain."

With a burst of speed, she leaped onto the reptilian mutant's back, jamming her psychic blade deep into its skull. The monster roared, thrashing violently. For a moment, it went still, its body shuddering—then, horrifyingly, it kept moving.

Its flesh twisted around the psychic wound, regenerating its very mind.

Psylocke's eyes widened. "Oh, you've got to be kidding me!"

The creature spun, whipping its tail with bone-shattering force. Psylocke barely managed to react in time, throwing up a telekinetic shield. The impact still sent her crashing through a crumbling building. 

Psylocke jumped up from the debris, rolling her shoulders as she cracked her neck. The impact had been brutal, enough to pulverize concrete, but she hadn't felt a thing. Her telekinetic shield had held firm, reinforced not just by her own power, but by the combined strength of Jean's Phoenix barrier and Aron's energy field. It was like being wrapped in layers of raw, unbreakable force.

She grinned. 'Alright, now it's my turn.'

The air around her shimmered as she let go of the restraints she'd been holding back. Her energy flared, a deep violet aura crackling around her body like living lightning. She hadn't wanted to escalate, but clearly, this thing wasn't going down the easy way.

The reptilian mutant turned its massive head toward her, snarling. Its mind had literally regrown from her psychic attack, but that didn't mean it was smart. It was instinct, hunger, rage—nothing more.

Psylocke extended both hands, summoning twin psychic katanas each one blazing with pure psionic energy. 

"Round two," she pointed one katana toward the freak.

The creature lunged at her, its claws aiming to rip her apart.

Psylocke vanished. 'Shadow Teleportation.'

In the blink of an eye, she reappeared behind it, her teleportation fast enough to leave a faint afterimage. Before the beast could even register the movement, she slashed upward with both katanas. The psychic blades cut through its reinforced flesh like it was paper, severing tendons and muscles in one clean motion.

"ARRGGG!!!"

The monster howled in agony, but she wasn't done.

She twisted her grip, reversing the blades, and drove them down into its back... right into its spine. This time, she didn't just cut. She poured her psionic energy into it, a raw, concentrated overload of power meant to shut down its nervous system entirely.

For a second, it convulsed. Its regeneration tried to counteract the attack, green energy flickering wildly as its body struggled to repair the damage.

But Psylocke wasn't letting go.

"Regenerate from this, you freak!" She gritted her teeth, amplifying the psionic surge to its absolute peak.

The creature's movements became erratic, limbs twitching out of sync. Its roar turned into a strangled gasp. Its healing factor wasn't fast enough to keep up with the neural destruction she was unleashing.

Then...

Boom!!!

A shockwave of violet energy erupted from the point of impact, blasting the beast off its feet and sending it crashing into the burning wreckage of a building. Its body twitched, smoke rising from its skin. Its glowing green veins dimmed, flickering weakly.

Psylocke exhaled, lowering her blades. "Yeah… you're not getting up from that one."

...

Across the battlefield, Jubilee and Kitty faced their own nightmare.

A mutant made of living metal. A ten-foot-tall, hulking freak. Its form is like an armored war machine. Its body was jagged and industrial as if it had fused with machinery itself. Every step it took left craters in the ground, and every attack sent shockwaves through the battlefield.

Jubilee unleashed a barrage of explosive fireworks, each one detonating like a miniature sun. The blasts illuminated the rain-soaked battlefield, slamming into the giant's metal hide. But when the smoke cleared…

Not a scratch.

"Just keep hitting them until they stop moving!" she shouted as she unleashed another barrage of explosions. But it was pointless. Is she was alone, she could have sent that freak to oblivion, but with everyone around her, she was afraid... Afraid of accidentally hurting her friends.

The titan turned toward Jubilee and raised a fist the size of a car.

"Oh, crap," Jubilee yelled. "KITTY!"

Before the punch could land, Kitty phased through her, grabbing her wrist and yanking her into the ground. The two of them sank beneath the earth just as the colossal fist struck, shattering the pavement and sending debris flying in every direction.

They reappeared a few feet away, Kitty gasping for breath. "We need a new plan," she panted.

"Yeah, no kidding!" Jubilee shot back. "You got a trick up your sleeve? I got one, but it's not a fun one. I might blow up everything. So, you are up."

Kitty eyed the monster's core—a glowing, molten-red energy source buried within its chest. She smirked. "I've got one."

Grabbing Jubilee's hand, she phased them both into the ground. The moment they phased into the giant's body, Kitty let go. Jubilee landed inside the metal behemoth, directly next to its core.

"Light it up," Kitty said from outside.

Jubilee grinned. "With pleasure."

She extended her hands, and an explosion erupted inside the giant's chest.

...

Near the edge of the battlefield, Wanda Maximoff and Emma Frost stood at the entrance of the portal. Blink had created a massive gateway back to the X-Mansion, a shimmering violet rift swirling with light. It was their only means of evacuation, and the enemy knew it.

One by one, Pietro was racing through the battlefield, grabbing injured mutants and civilians, and depositing them safely through the portal. But more and more proto-mutants were converging on their location, their chaotic powers threatening to break through.

"This is getting ridiculous!" Pietro yelled, barely dodging a beam of corrosive energy from a towering proto-mutant with eight arms. "How many of these freaks are there?"

Emma, in her diamond form, shattered a boulder aimed at her by an enemy three times her size. She scoffed, her voice dripping with irritation. "Did you really expect Apocalypse to have an army of weaklings?"

Emma, in her diamond form, crushed the skull of a lunging beast with a single punch.

"I really hate being on defense," she muttered.

Wanda, her red chaos magic crackling around her, narrowed her eyes as three more mutants charged forward. "Then don't hold back," she said simply.

With a flick of her wrist, the ground beneath the attackers vanished, sending them plunging into an endless abyss of space-time.

Emma smirked. "I like your style."

A massive explosion in the distance signaled the destruction of the metal giant. Jubilee and Kitty phased out of the wreckage, covered in soot but grinning.

Pietro blurred past them, dropping off three more mutants into the portal before stopping in front of his sister. "We're running out of time," he said. "Aron's handling Apocalypse, but we've got minutes before this whole place collapses."

Wanda clenched her fists. "Then we hold the line."

[Sky]

Above them all, Storm battled five airborne proto-mutants. Each one had a different power. Some had wings of pure flame, others moved like lightning itself, blinking across the sky. One of them had no visible wings but floated unnaturally, warping gravity around it.

Storm's eyes blazed white as she sent arcs of lightning crashing into them. The mutants shrieked as the storm intensified, winds howling, rain turning into ice.

One of them dove toward her, talons bared. She twisted in midair, summoning a tornado to intercept it. The mutant was flung backward, spinning helplessly into the storm.

Another hurled a blast of concussive energy at her. Storm raised a hand, splitting the attack with a precise gust of wind. Then, with a flick of her fingers, she sent a spear of ice hurtling toward the assailant, knocking them unconscious.

But for every one she downed, two more took their place.

"Jean!" she called through the telepathic link. "We need a way to end this!"

"I got everyone," Pietor said running up to Jean. "Do your reality-bending mojo." 

"Ok. Everyone, fall back. I'll end this in an instant," Jean was about to use her Phoenix Force to reshape the reality, but...

Just then a massive energy wave rippled through the air, killing all the freak mutants and teleporting Jean and the others to the school. 

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