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Pylon and his foe, the Hammer of Doom, grappled together on the White House lawn to the amazement of several passersby. These people stopped and stared from the sidewalk watching as the two combatants wrestled together throwing each other around while delivering haymakers and right hooks. The larger one, a red skinned monster with one arm, seemed to have the upper hand at least for the moment.
“You will pay for what you did to my cannon” Taarq yelled at the clone “you will pay!”
The yellow skinned Pylon took a moment to catch his breath as he reached for his Tri-Blade once more. The Hammer of Doom spotted this and charged, closing the distance quickly to prevent the Vektorian clone from utilizing the throwing weapon. Using his full weight he tackled Pylon to the ground and pounded his yellow face in with his fist.
The clone struggled to free himself realizing that the time traveler outweighed him by at least two hundred pounds. Pylon dug his fingers into Taarq’s ankles and squeezed as hard as he could drawing blood. The Hammer of Doom screamed out in pain as the soft flesh tore open. This distraction allowed Pylon to heave upward and knock the other warrior to the side.
Pylon leapt into the air gaining a tremendous height advantage. He only hoped that this other alien didn’t possess the same ability. When Taarq didn’t immediately follow him, Pylon sighed with relief. Then he reached for his Tri-Blade. Taking careful aim he hurled it downward towards the Hammer of Doom’s left eye in an effort to blind the monster.
Instead Taarg sidestepped the weapon causing it to ricochet off the ground. Then he drew a small remote from a holster strapped to his leg. Carefully punching in the commands with his thumb while the device balanced in his palm, Taarq activated a penlight sized beam of Prism energy. This specialized energy is what allowed him to manipulate the space-time continuum. A small gateway began forming as a tear in the fabric of reality. As the Prism energy gained momentum the portal grew large enough for him to step through.
“No you don’t” Pylon shouted “you’re not getting away that easily!”
With that warning he launched himself towards Taarq at a speed unmatched on this planet. As he collided with the Hammer of Doom the remote was knocked from his hand and broken. This caused the Prism energy to flare outward violently and then contract just as forcefully causing the time rift to become highly unstable. Within seconds the portal imploded upon itself sucking the two alien combatants into the vortex that ensued.
As Pylon and Taarq entered the rift it exploded in a shower of sparks and with a noise that sounded much like an atomic bomb detonation. This caused the Prism energy to fan out as it was propelled throughout the timeline in a multitude of directions to wreck havoc on all of history and the future alike.
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