[indent][u][b]January 1st, 7:37 PM
Madison Square Garden, New York[/b][/u][/indent]
[@MsMorningstar][@DC The Dragon]

Timothy screamed when the metallic framework of the stage sprang to life and encircled his legs, thrashing helplessly against them. Turning his bloodshot gaze on the one responsible, he scowled. "KAREN IS MINE, [b]BLACK LIGHTNING!![/b] YOU WON'T TAKE HER FROM ME!!"

Reaching down to grasp the metal beams that had ensnared him, a red energy immediately split open a thin network of web-like fissures throughout Timothy's body, starting with his chest and ultimately reaching his hands. It hurt worse than anything he had ever felt before, like a hot iron had been ran through his every blood vessel. But that wouldn't stop him. Nothing would, until he had [i]her.[/i]

"Grrrnnn..." Timothy growled through the pain, the metal soon glowing with the same red light he did. Twisting and deforming from the simple stage framework they once were, the ends split open into distinctly cobra-like mouths sporting a pair of shimmering fangs, the bodies having been sculpted into gleaming serpents with deep crimson eyes. Even he himself hadn't known what result using that power would have on steel; he barely understood what he had been given.

He was nevertheless pleased with the results.

"KILL HIM!!" Timothy shouted to the steel serpents, who immediately uncoiled from his legs and lunged for his attacker, tearing clean through the stage when it tried to restrain the lower parts of their lengthy bodies. "TEAR HIM--GGHK!"

For the second time tonight, somebody else had pulled his arm behind his back, and this person was [i]strong![/i] Too strong for him to ever have any hope of breaking under his own power. But he didn't have to rely on his [i]own[/i] power anymore!

"LEAVE. ME. ALONE!!!" he roared, releasing a second, even more powerful omni-directional shock wave of Chaotic energy. While it would badly burn those who were vulnerable to such things, it also produced considerable kinetic force, enough to easily shatter bones and blast humans across the room.

But this wasn't to be the end of his suffering.

Before he could even think of turning back to Karen, Timothy felt himself [i]yet again[/i] being restrained...and this time by what looked like [i]his own shadow![/i] It had encased him, and constricted his breath. What was this...? It felt...familiar, like the power they had given him. But it couldn't be [i]them![/i] They wouldn't betray him, surely? He was just doing what they told him to do...

He violently shook his head, trying to retain his consciousness.

Damn it...it couldn't end like this...not when he was...so close...!

"...GAH!" Timothy gasped, his shadow having released him. At the same time, he managed to glimpse more shadows wrapping around what he assumed was the one that had grabbed him just before. He didn't care, the one with the weird shadow powers was the other woman, the one that said--

[color=EF1956]”Star, get out of there!”[/color]

Narrowing his eyes on the costumed nuisance, Timothy screamed and slammed his fists down into the stage. Again, he had little idea what the effect of this would be, but he knew it would hurt them both, but hopefully her [i]worse.[/i] As predicted, a thousand needles of searing pain shot through him. Tim threw his head back in agony as the red fissures in his body further parted, and from his fists flowed a dual channel of energy through the wooden surface of the stage, both heading straight towards the costumed woman.

All along these channels arose a most unnatural black fire that seemed to lash out towards the woman with a deliberate and malicious intend, attempting to encircle her and reduce her to ash.

Only briefly appraising his handiwork, he quickly refocused his attention back to where Karen had been...only for his eyes to widened in horror upon realizing that she was [i]gone![/i]

"NO! NO, NO, NO, NO!!" Timothy screamed clutching his head. Falling to his knees, he slammed his skull against the stage with enough force to knock a normal man unconscious and splinter the wood beneath the point of impact. "SHE'S GONE! SHE--"

He glared at the trio of "heroes" and pointed in their direction. "THIS IS YOUR FAULT!! IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT!! I'LL KILL ALL OF YOU!!"