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“NOT YOUR GOD!” Came the bellowed response from within the shadows as they swept forward in another wave and the being within them moved like lightning itself. 

Meanwhile the woman’s right hand moved and the white fire lashed out to consume the debris that were pinning her down. 

As the shadows struck the hero the man braced himself and attempted to use his radar sense, punching with his own fist to strike away one of the massive reaching hands as he launched himself up from the ground to deliver a punch to the creature’s chest. And he felt a burning heat and slime seemingly from the creature’s metal hard skin on the hand where he had struck it. Then another hand struck from the side, leaving deep gouges in his right side and knocking him back with enough force that he would have crashed against the distant wall had another hand in the darkness not struck then from above.

The impact sent him crashing down again to smash against the floor hard enough that the concrete shattered and left an indent, but also made the already wounded man cry out in pain once more. His radar sense temporarily disabled the hero struggled to his feet in time to take another blow as something large and clawed but shaped differently from the hands struck him and sent him crashing down again with the weight of a giant over him, crushing him down into the ground again. 

As the (foot?) pressed down on him one of the hands reached down, wrapping long fingers around his arms again, this time the claws/nails at the end of them sinking into the skin and leaving their own wounds as another hand did the same to his legs. As he was lifted he managed to engage the radar sense again through the pain and the vague details showed a mouth opening wide just before it snapped shut, crunching down on his left leg. 

Surprisingly there was no snapping of the bones only the burning pain as serrated teeth sliced deep into the muscles there. With great effort the hero tore his leg free though now blood ran more freely from it to kick at the being’s face. But this effort earned only laughter as the hero found himself free of the darkness again, his arms and legs held by what seemed to be solid masses of shadow while he found himself staring into the mask of the woman he had dropped the roof on earlier.

“I LIKE THIS ONE.” The terrible voice of Nightmare proclaimed. “SOUL FIRE, TURN HIM.” The woman nodded and her left hand rose, black fire blooming around it as the streamers at her back flared out again. “He was ours first.” The woman whispered in her distorted voice as she stretched her flaming left hand out towards Icon. 

As she did so he summoned a burst of energy and the optic beams met the fire. But they could not hold it back and his strength faltered as the dark fire rushed forward with her hand to press against him. And with it came agony of a different kind then the pain the wracked his body. This pain was in the soul, a malaise that ripped into him on a spiritual level, tearing at his will and leaving darkness like a poison within him. 

But the painful process had only just begun when a crack rang out and the dark fire faltered as the woman sagged forward with a hole in the side of her head. Before he knew what had happened he was flung aside to smash against the wall of the room as the darkness engulfed the woman and people in STRIKE assault armor stormed the building.
 
The darkness charged forward to meet them, heading straight for a man holding a very long gun. The others were brushed aside, and while rays of light from other weapons made the darkness alter course a long tendril lashed out to grip the man and yank him up. Then from within the swirling mass came a flickering of stream white fire that lashed out to strike the man and he vanished.

As the man vanished the fire grew stronger, lashing out as scything whips of flame that left nothing in their wake, no sign that the men had ever been there. Save for one that the darkness claimed engulfing him as the screams sounded and then cut off in a pained gurgle.