Ray let out a small chuckle as he heard Cathy's question, she obviously didn't know his motivation. "Kill you? Kill the all powerful and courageous SuperGirl? Oh, god no. why on earth would i kill you? i don't want you dead." Ray pointed over SuperGirl's shoulder towards Ryan and his group "Those are the people i want dead!"

Kris shifted his stance when Ray and Terrible jumped onto the roof. Two clearly insane and powerful supers were about to start a fight. With Ray's new body, Kris didn't know what the man could really do, but those claws looked really nasty. Kris really wished that he had kept some ammunition for his pistols. With a lack of knowledge and mastery of his own new power, he didn't know if he could really stand much of a chance against Ray, let alone Terrible.

Despite the situation, Kris grinned."Yea, we kind of all played a part in killing him. I led him to the place, Ryan and Damien held him down while Amy struck the final blow...Too bad it wasn't final enough." He didn't know what he would do against Ray, but he moved to stand beside Super Girl His saber in his hand, concentrating on the air around himself, getting ready to react to anything, well hopefully anything, that Ray or Mr. Terrible could throw at them.

Gritting her teeth, Amy took a step toward Ray as he pointed toward their group. Damien was growing too weak to fight, and Ray just refused to die.

"Us?" she asked incredulously, moving up to stand among Kris and Supergirl. "I try to help you, and you turn on us the second this fuck shows up?" She glared in Terrible's direction in disgust; he was like an older brother, teasing and influencing the younger Ray into acting foolishly.

"I guess there really is no hope for you then." Amy tucked her hands into fists and her body slowly began to glow again.

Ryan stayed behind Supergirl, Amy, and Kris, glancing around at the various objects on the roof. Damien would need some defending, and besides, he would be more effective if he stayed behind them and used his goo to influence the battle. He lifted himself up in the air slightly to see over his friends, the liquefied area spreading out around them and then down underneath the two villians, just a few centimeters under the surface. The second either of them made a move, he would spring his trap.

Mr. terrible saw Amy look at him disgust in her eyes.
"hey it`s not like you`ve done any better at protecting this city" Mr. terrible said to Amy before he looked back at Cathy.

"so anyone here planning on making the first move or do we just plan on getting a good view of the chaos" mister terrible said turning around staring at the city before turning back to face Cathy and the rest of the "good" supers

Damien chuckled. "I dunno, I would rather just check out the chaos." He stood up and rolled his head. "Damn, those flyers were annoying! I haven't needed to use this in a while!" Damien bounced on the balls of his feet, almost at 100%.

Ray clapped his hand twice, about twenty pieces of oddly shaped dark energy calmly circled around his body. some sharp others blunt, all of them designed for tearing flesh and breaking bone.

"I guess I'll be making the first move." Ray let out a chuckle as he gestured his hand forward launching the projectiles towards his foes at high speeds.

Ryan had been ready. A line of goo had appeared on the roof in front of Supergirl, Amy, and Kris as soon as Ray's hovering energy shapes were formed, and as they were launched at his friends, the goo line sprung upward, shielding them. Several of the sharp objects cut through, but for the most part it had worked.

That wasn't the only thing that happened though. As the shield went up to protect the three supers, the liquefied areas just underneath Ray and Terrible suddenly came to the surface and rushed upward, wrapping around their legs and pulling them down into the roof, where the goo abruptly disappeared, leaving the duo trapped up to their chests in concrete.

As the shield went down, allowing his friends to attack, and the liquefied area around him turned back to concrete, Ryan dropped back down to the roof, and then dropped through it, the gooey hole closing behind him.

When Ryan's defensive actions finished and his shield went down, Kris ran forward towards the both of them and made the air around Ray and Terrible expand violently in a shock wave. After the shock wave, he used his blade trick to send a razor sharp edge towards the both of them. After the attack he jumped over them to land behind them on top of a ventilation duct. now they had opponents on both sides.

terrible simply manipulated the air around himself making the slashes ineffective he then smashed the ceiling around him freeing himself he climbed out of the hole and dusted himself off.
"really that`s it, you really need practice with this sort of thing don`t you" terrible then turned to Kris behind him.

"you kinda suck at this" terrible said laughing a little he then turned back around and fired a beam of fire mixed with lightning at Cathy.

Ray nodded is head while submerged in the concrete and a wave of energy exploded around him creating a hole in the ceiling and diminishing Kris's attack. he slowly picked himself up from the hole with a gash going across his face, laughing manically.

Ray gestured his hands into an odd symbol as he began to chant "Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn" and as he chanted various shuriken shaped projectiles shot out of his hands flying towards his opponents.

Tsk, this attack again. She raised a large shield between herself and Terry, leaving her plenty of time to prepare both guns, walk out of the beams' destructive paths and begin firing a deadly volley of bullets, switching seamlessly between firing at Ray, Terry and the projectiles Ray was firing.

Mr. terrible held out his hand and manipulated the air in front of him so that all of the bullets headed towards him missed.

"really Cathy, bullets y`know for someone who can imagine whatever weapon they want you really lack the imagination to put your power to good use" terrible laughed before firing one bolt of lightning into the air he then spun around a few times slowly picking up speed as he went throwing the various elements at his disposal around him before charging at Cathy the full force of a tornado behind him.

"I just don't want you to be overwhelmed, Terry. It's more fun when you think you're winning." She grinned, parodying Terry's very own inanity.

He continued and smashed through the empty space where she had just been standing. He looked back, wondering how he had missed, and cursed, "Where the hell did that bitch go?" A bright beam wrapped itself around Terry's ankle and he noticed a second to late before it pulled him straight down through the building's roof.

Terrible scowled as he raised himself from the debris-covered floor, the costumed heroin a short distance away and still grinning. "I don't blame you. I wouldn't have expected that either."

Damien dashed behind Ray so fast he appeared a blur. using his momentumm, he backhanded Ray, his fist covered with gravity, into the next building. He bounced on his heels again. "Oh man, that felt good. round two, fucker!" He left the field of vision again, ready to follow up with a kick.

Ray let a chuckle as the hit the ground, laughing insanely to himself. "As you wish" he said jokingly as he raised his arms the energy pulsing at his finger tips. He pointed towards Damien and a heavy mist appeared around his arms, red eyes appearing among the mist along with growling. "Get em boys!" and as he spoke packs of wolfs made of darkness appeared from the mist wildly sprinting at Damien ready to tear him apart.

Kris saw Terri get pulled underneath them and watched as Damien rushed towards Ray and slammed him into the next building. Well, the man was rather quick to attack so who knew what he would do. Kris didn't know if he should go and fight Ray or help Super Girl. He could stay and fight Ray, he knew Ray a little bit more than Terrible, even if Ray was now changed, it seemed that he still had the same type of powers. The only thing Kris didn't know was if the man's body could be damaged. It was made of his darkness after all, just like his minions and if Kris remembered correctly, his minions could be 'killed' but they would return when Ray summoned them again. was Ray's body as insubstantial as that? or was he more solid, could he be permanently damaged.

When it came to Mr. Terrible, Kris didn't know all that much. He saw how the man controlled the air around him to effectively render his attack useless. The man could clearly control all the elements and had a much greater understanding of his power than Kris did of his own. It seemed like Super Girl and Terrible knew each other from a past event... one where Terrible destroyed half of a city. He was definitely someone to not mess around with.

"Ryan, Amy. i don't know if any one of you guys is up to helping Super Girl, but i'm going to stick with Ray and make sure that this bastard doesn't come back to life."He looked over to Damien as Ray made wolves appear and start to chase after Damien."I...know i can't do anything against that Mr. Terrible." He shook his head and jumped after Damien. In mid air, he compressed air in front of the gravity manipulator and created a 'wall' that the wolves ran into. They were dazed enough to give Kris the time to land and dispatch one of them with his saber. The other wolves were sent flying back to their master when Kris rapidly moved the wall towards Ray. "Hope you don't mind me coming in on the action?"he said as he looked over his shoulder to Damien.

Damien smiled. "Nah man, more the merrier! Now duck!" Damien flipped over and did a hurricane kick again. however, this time, instead of making physical contact, the gravity slid off his legs and flew towards Ray in slicing purple waves of energy.

Ray let out a cackle as he saw his wolves being pushed over the edges of the building exploding upon impact with the ground below them. He then turned his attention towards the purple wave of energy flying at him. He did a flip assisted by his own flying ability on to an opposite roof.

"Purple is a little eye catching don't you think?" he said laughing to himself, he spread his fingers and lifted them up into the air mimicking a puppet master. As he made the odd gestures with his hands creatures arose from the ground below him they looked like his normal minions put much smaller with strings that attached themselves to his arms. He made a sudden hand movement and the strings broke letting lose the ankle bitters on his opponents.

Damien let loose another volley of grav-slashers. While Ray was busy with them, Damien appeared behind him. "That's the whole point." He snarled. He punched Ray right in the middle of his back sending him sprawling, then became invisible.

Ray let a laugh as he hit the ground, obviously enjoying himself to much despite his current predicament. "Nice punch buddy though you could hit a little harder nex...." he cut his sentence short after he turned his head to see that no one was there. "Oh what the fuck? Invisibility is a little dishonorable don't you think?" he said in a monotone. Ray called upon the wolves once more, their hearing and sense of smell would certainty root out Damien, he pointed forward and the wolves emerged from his body chasing down the invisible Damien.

"Damn it Damien, don't get yourself killed." Damiens gravity attack had gotten rid of most of the little pests Ray had created, Kris used pressure waves and sonic explosions to get rid of the rest. When he looked up to see where Damien and Ray had gone, he only saw Ray standing on another rooftop, letting his dogs go after something.

Kris had his opportunity. Ray wasn't paying him any attention. Kris grinned and jumped onto the roof, pushing himself faster with the air around him. He came from behind Ray, thrusting his sword to impale the mans chest."Forgetting someone?"

clouds started to roll over the city soon enough blocking out the sun creating a blackness around the battleground.

"hm and here I thought my plan would`nt work,well looks like you have something to worry about, now prepare to die" terrible said before coating his body with lightning and darting around the battlefield in an attempt to confuse Cathy he finally stopped behind her punching her in the small of her back before kicking her away sending her flat onto the ground.

If Ray had been looking down, he would have noticed a nose, eyes, and forehead briefly appear from the roof right underneath him, then disappear just as quickly. He wouldn't have had much time to do anything about it though. The roof beneath him goo'd in a circle around him, then shot upwards in a blur of tentacles, wrapping around his arms and legs, with the strength of anacondas. Four of them didn't latch on to him, instead morphing into razor sharp points, which promptly commenced stabbing inward repeatedly, like a living version of the medieval spike cages. A short distance away Ryan emerged from the roof, a blank look on his face, the roof around him liquefying in every direction.

Ray felt the various wave of attacks hitting, Kris's saber plunged into his stomach and Ryan's spikes stabbing into him. he spurted up a good deal of blood as Ryan's attacked connected with him. He focused his energy into the minds of his opponents and the other downed supers sending the crazed supers into seizures, he couldn't tell what it was doing to his foes.

Damien roared as his mind was invaded. He was right behind Ray at this time, and grabbed Ray's head with one giant, gravity covered hand and squeezed, ready to crush his head. At the same time, he used his other hand to manipulate the gravity to make Ray's arms and legs too heavy to move.

Ryan had an instant to react as he felt Ray's mental attack piercing him mind, all of the goo blades lunging inward, then he was breached, and the dark pain from before returned with a vengeance. He gasped, unable to breath, trying desperately to stay standing. All across the battlefield, his goo shook and trembled, threatening to collapse.

NO! NO, NO, NO! Not again! Noooo! He howled, dropping to his knees, hands clenched to his head. He had to keep the goo up, had to keep Ray trapped, but his strength was being sucked away as he tried to fight off the mental anguish. It was getting worse, and in the extreme and utter torment of his psyche, his mind desperately latched onto one thing; Amy. The light. The savior. Where is she? Where is the light??? SAVE ME!!!

He screamed again, throwing his head up into the air. His legs launched him forward, towards Ray, of their own accord, sending him sprawling on the roof, where he screamed again into the rippling goo beneath him, both hands digging into his forehead till they drew blood. He was about to cross the tipping point. All of the goo was vibrating intensely now. It wavered and spasmed, growing and shrinking awkwardly, until it suddenly froze. Then, with an abrupt and particularly violent shudder, it all exploded, turning back into concrete and sending tiny bits of itself rocketing off in every direction. This, unfortunately, included most of the roof.

As Ryan lay dazed in a pile of rubble on the top floor of what used to be an office building, the open sky overhead, relief filled him. His entire body hurt, especially his head, and he was covered in minor cuts and bruises, but his mind was no longer in turmoil. Obviously Ray had been "distracted" enough to lose his concentration. He gazed across the rubble to where Ray lay, covered in dust, blood pouring out of several deep wounds, and sighed. What a wonderful world this is. He got slowly to his feet, one hand on his head, and wobbled forward slightly, then stopped, simply standing there, staring at his enemy. "Stay out... of... my fucking... head."

Ray picked himself up from the ground, trembling under his own weight. he was breathing heavily as the demonic blood poured down his face, landing onto the ground in droplets. He glanced at Ryan who had a look of relief on his face. "Fuck you...." He muttered under his breath while raising his hand firing needle shaped projectiles through the air towards the other roof. he had a special intention for the needles, one that would be shown upon the needles destruction

As the fighting began, Amy had found herself standing still upon the roof, staring numbly at the roof floor below her feet that were clenched in anger and fear. What am I doing wrong? ...Why do we keep failing? Am I not kind enough, am I not cruel enough? What am I doing wrong? While her mind threw conflicting questions about painfully, another, stronger voice entered her mind, like a slumbering beast.

So long as the light never goes out, darkness cannot dominate this world.

She could feel the strength of her gift rising, begging to be released. She had done everything she was able to, and now, there was nothing left to do. Taking a deep breath, she stood rigid, and allowed the light to flow.

Her eyes closed, though they began to glow beneath the lids, bright and burning. Her skin burned as well, though this time, is was... different. Not only did wisps of light roll off her skin, but fire now. Fire licked at her fingers, her golden hair turning into a tongue of flame. The heat burned her from the inside, both fearful and dangerous but warm and mighty at the same time. When she opened her eyes, they were featureless, looking like two small suns buried into her skull.

Her senses changed, almost painfully so. Her hearing was dimmed and difficult to hear words; instead, she could see the others breath like on a cold day, and see the heat signatures of their bodies. She looked to Ryan nearby, who had fallen to the ground, clutching himself like a madman. His mind burned like a candle, strong but wavering under the influence of darkness. Looking across the roof, to the other building, she spotted Ray.

Though all the others glowed for her, and the whole world was breathing with various shades, Ray was like a black shadow, cold and empty. He raised his hands and shot forth a few black needle-like projectiles, headed in their direction.

Amy raised a hand in response, mimicking Ray. A loud crack sounded nearby like a canon, and a wall of light flashed in mid air. She had sucked the light out from the air and concentrated it into one solid wall, which swallowed the needles upon contact, dimmed, and vanished, leaving the air as it was before, with neither the needles nor the wall to be seen.

A second crack sounded and Amy shot forward as though propelled by a slingshot, through the air to land on the roof a few feet from Ray in a crouch. She stood slowly, then walked to Ray.

"I'm sorry," she whispered, though her voice echoed loudly. She reached forward and placed a tender hand on Ray's cheek- though it only felt tender at first, for her skin was soft. After a moment, the fiery starlight that pulsed from her body in flames began to warm, then burn, then scream, the faint gases rolling over her skin poisoning his lungs.

a soft surge of thunder could be heard followed by a lightning bolt crossing the sky "time for the fun to really begin" terrible laughed as he looked into the sky for a few seconds before looking back at Cathy.

"ha in the lightning I am more powerful than you can imagine" terrible said raising himself off the ground with a massive gust of wind further into the clouds he drew some lightning from the clouds and shaped it into a spear made of lightning which he threw directly at Cathy aiming for her chest he then created what appeared to be a machine gun still made of lightning in his hands and fired several bullets made of pure lightning following the spear.

Kris had just enough time to pull his saber out of Ray when he felt the darkness come to him. He felt it creep into his mind and start to smother all hope. Everything was blackness around him, he was no longer on a rooftop, but fighting inside his own mind, but this enemy didn't have a body. It was everywhere. The darkness was too much to bear. Kris tried to grasp to anything as the light was fading. fragments of safety within his mind, they escaped his grasp and soon nothing but the darkness remained.

Kris was in a state of panic. He started to move away from Ray just when Ryan started to lose control of his power. he moved as best as he could to try and protect himself from the flailing and convulsing goo.

All was lost. There was nothing left anymore. Nothing to save him in the darkness. It was so cold, so very cold. Father? Father where are you?! he heard a little boy's voice calling. Kris looked around for its source but found only darkness. Father please! Its cold here, where is everyone? Again, that same voice. But this time something else had come with it. He thought he saw plants... Hedges covered in snow. Was it...a hedge maze? He heard the boy cry out again, and saw an image of a young boy running around, trying to find the path out of a maze, crying to his father. "I'm all alone... Just like him" Kris thought. he heard footsteps in the snow, men calling out to the boy. Then nothing. The image faded to black. he was alone in the darkness once again.

Outside of his mind, Kris had fallen to his side on the rooftop and had curled up into the fetal position, shivering madly. Everything around him was starting to fall apart, it looked like Ryan wouldn't keep his goo under control. It was bound to burst any moment now.

Kristopher! Wake up my son, wake up! he heard a voice, but saw no image this time. The voice was that of an older man. It felt warm, safe. He was starting to feel the warmth again. Kristopher, what were you thinking going into the maze at this time of year! The older voice said.I wanted to find treasure for you Father, I thought I would find treasure in the middle but i got lost. Kris started to feel warm again, and it felt like the darkness was melting away.Oh Kristopher, i don't need more treasures, all i need is for you to be with me and your mother. Lets get back inside, you mother will have made some hot chocolate for you.

Kris felt the darkness pushed from his mind. The memory he had seen had given him the strength to fight it back. But just when he woke from his trance-like state, the world around him exploded in a shower of concrete pieces. When the dust settled, he looked around him and saw Amy, burning brightly in front of the darkness that was Ray. When he pulled himself back up, he looked beside him and saw Ryan, also standing a little wobbly. He was closer to him than Ray and Amy, so he shuffled towards the man. He coughed before saying."Looks like the Damsel can take care of herself, eh Arthur?" He chuckled and had a grin on his lips. "Looks like this dragon didn't want to stay dead. What say we use Excalibur this time?"He twirled his hand and in it appeared his saber. He turned his head and smiled at Ryan.

Ray let out a cough as the poison entered his lungs. painful and irritating? yes. deadly? no. He let a small laugh as he stared into Amy's eye's. "Nice try" he said coughing to himself "But i fear that no matter how hard you try you will never be able to kill me." He flew backwards away from Amy and gestured his hand into a Nazi salute and started shouting commands in German. Various minions of all shapes and sizes appeared from the ground, some with wings others with projectile attacks. They turned their attention towards his opponents and began to attack with what ever powers were at the their disposal. The destroyed needles reformed into various shards of darkness and came down upon his foes like a hail storm.

One of the creatures, bird-like in the way it moved and zoomed through the air, headed Amy's way with an ear-piercing screech. Staring the monster dead in the eye, Amy raised a hand and made a complicated gesture, wringing her wrists and crossing her forearms. A pulse of light emitted from her body like a shock wave, hitting the flying monster- and a few other assorted creatures- and causing them to burn away like parchment tossed to the fire.

Looking up to spot the shards falling like heavy rain, a curved shield of light like an umbrella blinked to life, swallowing the shards and spitting them back toward Ray, now made of light instead of darkness. All of this she did with a passive face, unreadable and silent.