<div class="floatleft">(http://i1217.photobucket.com/albums/dd394/Vithe_rothe/Domino/Deathstrike/ladydeathstrike-WIDE_zps7baf3819.png)</div><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>  Name:</strong>          Yuriko Oyama<br/>  <strong>Title:</strong>            <strong><em>Lady Deathstryke- Horseman of the Apocalypse Called Death</em></strong><br/>  <strong>Affiliation:</strong>   Apocalypse<br/>  <strong>Location:</strong>    London Burning<br/>  <strong>Tags:</strong>           Reavers, Soldiers of the Apocalypse. X-23 or whats left of her!<br/><br/></span></span><hr/><br/>Lady Deathstryke Stood at the edge of the ruined building as she linked into the data streams and communication systems that the 'Master' had arranged. Reports flowed into her mind like tiny thoughts spoken by someone else. Paris, thousands were being gathered and held already, but a slow steady resistance was building. Humans mostly but some of the so called heroes as well. Paris was coming along fine. Moscow, jumbled reports, panic... the Russians were fighting back including heavy missiles and local command expected even more... then her eyes narrowed as she heard a shaky voice...<br/>"...'porting...teams 32 and 25 down ...Black Widow *crackle*...disappeared with **crackle* Doom... 'oger confirm Von Doom" the report was old and should have come to her much sooner...she would make sure that would not happen again.<br/><br/>For several heartbeats she cursed...cursed the world...cursed the idiots serving the 'Master'. Reavers backed away from her as her lips pursed and her eyes narrowed. Von Doom was supposed to be dead...dealt with within the first hours...they had reports of a body even. Yet now he seemed alive. She would have to be ready for he would be FOUND...somehow... and if fate was smiling he would come to London and that would be perfect.<br/><br/>She looked out as the young woman left a trail of hacked bodies letting the others flee but they and the humans still could be seen.<br/><br/>Already nearly a dozen of the new soldiers were dead or dying. ENOUGH! The signal went out and suddenly the survivors took off after the fleeing humans. Their numbers nearly halved by the wisp of a girl.<br/><br/>Lady Deathstryke stepped out into view as the other woman with twin gleaming claws finished cutting apart two of the her troops. Her voice was silken smooth with a hint of an exotic accent.<strong>"what do they call you girl, So I can write it on your tombstone"</strong><br/><br/><em>"You can call me X-23 or just Weapon X and I will be the one doing that writing"</em>*snikt* and not only did the girl have twin claws in her wrists but one out of each foot...how Divine she was.<br/><br/>X-23 leaped, spinning as she did so to slice at the other woman only to find that 5 blades had sprung from her fingers, blades that blocked her own Adamantium ones. The foot ones kicked but Lady Deathstryke was not there as she spun away.<strong>"Come on girl...you can do better then that." </strong><br/><br/>Back and forth among the rumble they fought, high leaps and dazzling spins gave way to jabs and slices nearly every time X-23 found herself blocked and the few cuts she did land closed up almost as fast Wolverine would heal.<strong> "I have fought and beaten Wolverine girl...what makes you think that a poorly made clone of him can beat me"</strong><br/>With those words she spun and struck. Five claws pierced through X-23 and another cut downwards removing the left hand from just below the elbow. A quick punch and a stab into the the girls chest left her hanging limp as her body struggled to heal around the claws. Nodding to her Reavers they tumbled out and grabbed the young woman as Lady Deathstryke smiled a cruel  smile.<br/><br/>She lifted the cut off hand and yanked the metal covered bones out then pressed the hand to the bloody stump... Electric shocks hammered the one called X-23 and left her half stunned but her healing quickly began to reattach the limb. Lady Death's hand lifted the girl up against a stone wall and then drove one Adamantium claw into each shoulder pushing it upwards pining the girl against it.<br/><br/>Within a few minutes the other claws had been yanked free and driven into the screaming mad girl till she was crucified on the wall.<br/><br/><strong>" Pretty Boy (http://marvel.wikia.com/Pretty_Boy_(Earth-616)) Leave her as the feral beast she is"</strong>The cyborg man stepped up as filaments shot out from his eyes and into the head of X-23...it took several minutes but by the time he was done she was snarling, gnashing her teeth and howling to get free.<br/><br/>Lady Deathstryke did not look back as new reports came in...a strange Bird south of here...crackling energy like lightning surrounding it. Another problem.<br/><br/>She glanced at her Reavers and they spread out as she picked up the leash of the old man and headed south. Listening to reports let her know they only had gathered less then 30 thousand between London and Paris...more was needed and she would make sure nothing stood in the way...<br/><br/><strong>London was burning!!</strong>