Sneak Peak to Solar Opposites in Mighty Solars Issue #10: Mighton’s Requiem
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As Maximum Belt awakens, she sees Terry with his eyes glowing orange and is now looking at her with blazing fury as the fully enraged green Shlorpian breaths in and out in anger and approaches her.
Maximum Belt: How cute. You pathetic piece of shit is gonna fight me? mocking baby voice You are so lame. So weak. So-
But then, before Maximum Belt could finish her insulting sentence, she is suddenly stopped when Terry grabbed by the head and rips it wide open as a light beam appears from her head as she scream as in pain as the power gets suck out of her as she screams in pain as she turns back into Sarah, now powerless and no longer Blue Belt, or Premium Belt, or worst Maximum Belt.
Sarah: N-no…. collapsed into a concussion as Terry began to feel something in his body as orange sparks surrounded his body
Qausarblast: running up while calling out for Terry Terry! sees Terry Huh?
An orange electric twister appears around Terry as he growls. He then opens his eyes as a mask appears on his face and an orange superhero-like suit appears on his body. As the twister fades away, it shows Terry, now wearing his own super suit, breathing in and out as he looks around the area growling.
Terry/???: ROAR!
Qausarblast: whispering T-Terry?
Terry roars as he takes apart his pole suddenly, because there is no way anyone could do that. Unless…. Terry now has super strength! Terry throws the pole as he bashes it against Sarah as she screams and hits the building while the FBI agents heads over. Korvo is terrified as he sees his own husband has transformed into an out of control supposedly Mighty Solar.
Qausarblast: in his head Oh no! Terry!
Kevin: Whoa, is that a Mighty Solar?
Ms. Perez: I don’t know.
Principal Cooke: He’s like a…. MIGHTON!
Terry, now goes by Mighton, kneels down like a savage animal as he growls at the citizens as they back away slowly. Qausarblast heads up to Mighton as Mighton leaps and escapes while roaring. Qausarblast gasp in horror as he witness his husband ran off like that.
Qausarblast: to the citizens Everyone! It’s gonna be okay! That man is my husband!
Citizens: What?! No way! That new Mighty Solar is Qausarblast’s husband?
Qausarblast: Yes, but look. becomes frustrated as he rubs his head as he groans I’m sorry. I can’t explain! Right now, I have to go help my husband! He needs me.
Qausarblast heads to his scooter and rides to Mighton as Qausarblast looks back at his photo of him with his family, but is still determined to get his beloved Terry back.
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Hello! I just read your Out of Control pieces and I love them! Would it be possible to ask for part 8?
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Hi anons! I'm so glad you guys like Out of Control so much! Thank you so much for your patience. Here is the final part and epilogue of Out of Control!
Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7
Part 8
Hero watched Villain take a deep breath as they opened the door.
“Villain, Hero,” Superhero said, Member 1 and Member 2 on either side of them, “come quietly before this gets messy.”
“It’s gotten messy enough with you interfering,” Villain snapped.
“Really?” Superhero scoffed, “if we hadn’t ‘interfered’, Hero would still be in your base, barely able to stand.”
“They were helping me, Superhero,” Hero said, “if it wasn’t for them I’d still be half-frozen!”
Superhero’s eyes narrowed.
“What do you mean?” they asked.
Hero explained how, after Villain had rescued them from Superhero, Villain had built a chamber designed to absorb Hero’s excess cryo-energy. Hero was only weakened because the process had taken a lot of energy out of them.
“Hero would’ve recovered in a matter of hours,” Villain added, “but you and your league never stop to think about these things, do you? No, it’s always ‘punch first, ask questions later’.”
Superhero’s communicator vibrated in their pocket. They picked it up and answered it.
“Yes?”
“We’ve examined Villain’s base,” a league member said, “there’s some kind of giant box in here that radiates heat.”
“Thank you, Member 3,” Superhero sighed, “I’m talking to Villain now, you’re clear to exit their base.”
“Will do.”
There was a click, and Superhero pocketed the communicator.
“You sent league members to raid my base!?” Villain bristled.
“had to figure out what you had used on Hero to make them weakened,” Superhero explained, “we only searched the one room.”
“Oh, well if it was just the one room,” Villain said, their voice dripping with sarcasm.
“Villain, we’re sorry,” Superhero said, “clearly this has been a misunderstanding.”
“You think?” Hero scoffed, folding their arms across their chest.
“We won’t press any charges,” Superhero continued, “Hero, you’re free to come back to the base.”
Hero looked at Villain, then grabbed their hand.
“Actually, I won’t be returning to the base,” Hero said.
“I beg your pardon?”
“Villain and I are moving,” Hero said, “as soon as possible. I’ll get my things from the league and then you won’t be seeing me again.”
“Hero-” Superhero started.
Hero held up a hand.
“Stop, just stop,” Hero said, “I can’t work with people that I can’t trust. At least I can trust Villain. I’ll meet you back at the base to hand in my badge, then we’re leaving.”
Hero pushed past Superhero and the two league members, taking Villain with them. When they reached the league van they had commandeered, Hero turned to Villain.
“You meant what you said, right?” Hero asked shyly.
Villain pulled Hero in close.
“Every word,” they said earnestly.
“Then let’s go,” Hero said, “I heard Other City is nice this time of year, and there’s no league there.”
“Sounds perfect,” Villain said.
Hero got in the driver’s seat while Villain slid into the passenger’s seat next to them. They stopped at the league base to get Hero’s things, then Villain’s base to pack. Their new lives were waiting for them.
Epilogue
“Villain,” Hero called, “dinner’s ready!”
“Coming!”
Villain strode into the kitchen and hugged Hero from behind.
“Did you get up to anything today?” Hero asked, ladling servings of soup into two bowls.
“Oh, you know, robbed a jewelry store here, rescued a kitten there,” Villain said, “I’m not sure if I like villainy or heroism more.”
“Maybe you should become a vigilante,” Hero giggled.
“Whatever I am, I’m fine with just being Hero’s Spouse,” Villain said with a smile.
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