Issue 49: Tournament of Villainy
By Rascal Stallion

Ivan Drago vs Magneto

Name: Ivan Drago		Name: Erik Magnus Lehnsherr aka Magneto
Occupation: Boxer	vs.	Occupation: Mutant
Origin: Rocky IV		Origin: X-Men

“I’m better”

“Nuh uh, I’m better.”

Ivan Drago and Magneto glared at one another with jaws clenched and eyes full of hatred. The two men were firmly entrenched in a verbal battle of which one of them was superior to the other and neither was ready to yield. Eventually, as these things usually do, the verbal battle escalated into one of physical proportions.

“I am in top physical condition,” yelled Drago. He gave Magneto a shove to emphasize his point.

“Your species’ top physical potential is still beneath me, you swine,” retorted Magneto before giving a shove of his own.

“I have been given every physical advantage science and technology have to offer! Whatever I hit, I destroy!” This statement was accompanied by a very forceful shove that sent Magneto sprawling.

Magneto picked himself up with as much grace as he could muster and replied “And that is what makes you humans so pathetic. Even at your very best you still pale in comparison to those of us who have taken the next step in evolution. It’s a lesson I’m afraid you’re going to find most painful.” Magneto raised himself up in the air until he floated several feet above the Russian.

Drago opened his mouth to speak but was cut short by the mutant. Magneto used his power to pull the fillings free from Drago’s teeth and brought them hurtling through his lips into the adjacent wall.

Drago howled in pain and spat out the blood that was gushing from his mouth. He fought through the pain and unleashed a barbaric left-right combo that started at Magneto’s groin and finished at his knee. Magneto’s plummeting confidence coincided directly with his ruptured testicle and shattered femur.

Magneto struggled to concentrate through the excruciating pain but managed to fend off the Russian’s next attack with a magnetic burst that sent him sprawling. Despite wave after wave of force keeping him at bay, Drago’s attack was unrelenting. The ensuing time gave Magneto the moments he needed to unleash his next attack.

With a horrible rumbling, the walls began to shake until the air conditioning vent vomited forth a gnarled mass of metal that had formerly been the air duct. In mid-flight the metal re-shaped itself into a long blade that found its way cleanly through Drago’s thighs.

Ivan dropped to the ground and slipped around in the pool of blood that was quickly forming about him. Fear shown in his eyes, but not for long because moments later the air duct blade severed through the thick muscles of his neck and neatly severed his head.

The Russian was dead but Magneto would carry the wounds of this battle around with him for a very long time.

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