by Danny, Grimm and I'm Not Mister Mxypltk
"Evil twins?" Danny Hearn cried. "Evil twins? Could this be any more cliched?"
"What you stand for, we despise!" the Eurostar double declared, gathering his troops around him. "What you do, we undo! Where you create, we destroy! We are your dark reflection, and you can't escape our stare!"
"You couldn't be any more melodramatic if you tried, could you?" Tobias Christopher said, running into the room.
"They have doubles for members who aren't here... Sonja, Velo, Euro..." Sam Dawson said quietly to Danny.
"But they don't have doubles for Grimm, Dirk, or Turkish. Don't sweat the numbers."
"Wasn't planning to. You nervous?"
"Terrified. You?"
"Cool as a cucumber," Sam said.
The evil duplicates surged forward, filling the hotel's living area with a sprawling mass of bodies.
"We need to lure them outside!" Mick yelled, running toward the opening in the wall left by the clones' sudden arrival.
"Right! Into the field behind the building! We don't want to risk property damage to our building or our neighbors!" Sam yelled, ducking under his malevolent double while shaping his hands into swords.
"MICK! THE MAGIC WORD!" Danny yelled, dodging a well-aimed rhino horn from his counterpart.
The resounding sound of a bellowed "M'XY!" filled the room.
All the participants stopped for the merest of moments. Whether voluntarily or involuntarily, none could really say. But fifth dimensional energy filled the room, and that was a damn spectacular event for anyone to experience.
"It's raining clones! We shall do battle until we don't!"
This, however, was met with an equally impressive, but somehow far more ominous, "K'TL!"
"Oh, crap," Danny said.
The two fifth-dimensional beings squared off for the first time since arriving in this dimension. To all onlookers, it seemed as if they merely stood and stared at one another, for they battled in the higher planes beyond human understanding.
The battle became joined as the remaining team members came rushing down to the lobby, having been alerted by the sounds of M'xy's and K'tl's arrivals.
"Ehy, what is this? Where is the good Eurostar? I do not want to battle mere children! Where is Cicciotto? I want to grind his bones under my heel!" the Cursed Cicciotto bellowed while lunging after Sam Dawson.
"Hey, dickhead!" came a voice from off to the side. "Why don't you grind this?"
The evil Eurostar looked up in time to see a phosphorous grenade explode directly in his face. Dirk Bell had entered the fray.
"Evil clones, huh? One, two, three... Hey, how come there's no evil clone of me?" he screamed while searching for a new target.
"Perhaps the people responsible figured one of you was plenty bad enough," Grimm exclaimed as he ran past Dirk on his way into the fight.
Let's see, Grimm thought to himself. Our Naecken is a bit of a powerhouse at full strength, so since he's injured, I guess that leaves me to tackle his evil twin.
The two Tobias Christophers raced past at speeds that left multiple after-images of themselves behind, confusing everyone long enough for Grimm to hunt his target.
Evil twins, thought Grimm. The hero's quintessential struggle with his dark side. For them, it will be a rite of passage. I know my own dark side intimately. I suspect Dirk knows his somewhat as well. And Turkish?
Grimm glanced over at where Turkish Stringfellow was "battling" the Villainous Velo. All of the blows of the evil version of Marv Velo were failing to connect, as Turkish simply told his limbs that they had no inertia.
I don't think Turkish even has a dark side, thought Grimm.
M'xy was sweating. The first and last time he encountered K'tl directly, he lost an incredible amount of energy just by touching him.
"Hey, wait a minute!" M'xy suddenly said after staring at his twin for awhile, "You are not K'tl -- you are just a silly copy of myself! You're not mental disease, you are just a silly cold! You're not a bear, you are just a silly man who needs a shave and wears a fur coat!"
"I shall crush you anyway, fool, for I am Mischievous M'xy, your evil counterpart!" the double said.
"I already have an evil counterpart, Mr. Silly-man-not-a-bear," M'xy said. "So I'm not scared of you. Now shoo!"
M'xy's evil twin dissapeared, leaving a small cloud of smoke in the air.
"Oooookay," M'xy said, watching his friends fighting their respective twins around him. "Anybody need help?"