Chapter 195: Apocalypse & Blacksteel

Let us rewind time just a little bit; I'm sure everyone won't mind, right?

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Flying towards the pyramid while leaving the X-Men and Carol to deal with those four people, though I wasn't concerned about Carol in the slightest. She was strong, and I've got no doubt she could handle all of them by herself if it really came down to it. After all, despite how much destruction Storm and Magneto can cause, they're limited by their human bodies; it doesn't matter if Storm can manipulate the weather of the whole planet or if Magneto can halt the planet's very core from spinning. Against Carol or I, that means nothing.

However, I was a little concerned about the X-men, minus Rogue, since she had borrowed some of my power; she should be fine, though everyone else would be fighting against mutants on steroids thanks to Apocalypse. Everything hopefully will go okay with Carol's presence, but things out of our control will always happen.

'Alright, stop thinking so pessimistically; that's not like you. Focus on the blue fucker Apocalypse; I can't have him doing anything to my Jean.' Thought Pharaoh as he lightly slapped himself before eyeing the pyramid he was floating above, only for him to awkwardly cough with a slight blush.

"Ugh, that's not what I meant. I'm glad I thought that and didn't say it." Muttered Pharaoh softly as he shook his head while descending towards the pyramid, landing at the top, right before the entrance to the throne room.

Walking inside the pyramid, I spotted a singular throne on the other side of the room, which wasn't that decorated, but I suppose it was built only a few days ago, so they didn't have time.

"Ew, never mind; it seems I was wrong." Said Pharaoh with a look of disgust as he glanced at a metal statue of Apocalypse standing in the nude, only for him to glance at his crotch and smirk.

"Heh, little dick-ass boy. No wonder he only has one throne up there; ain't no woman willing to marry a tiny dick man." Muttered Pharaoh mockingly with a snicker as he ignored the statue and continued walking.

Anyways, when I finished mocking him, I walked up the stairs and neared the throne, only to take several whiffs, something I found rather disgusting since I was doing this to a man, but for some reason, I couldn't hear him, nor could I see him; I've already looked through this whole pyramid, and he wasn't there. I'm not putting it past him that he isn't able to hide from my eyes and ears. It happened with that little girl in the well, so it's definitely possible; I just hope it isn't the case since it'll make it much harder to find him.

'Damn, he smells like shit. Take a fucking shower, will you? At least it's making it easier to follow your stinky ass.' Thought Pharaoh with a look of disgust as he followed Apocalypse's scent, which led him to the very back of the throne room, which was a wall.

With Apocalypse's scent trail leading to this door, I punched my hand through the wall before ripping it off, revealing a hidden passageway of a spiraling staircase leading down to the pyramid's base. Uncaring for the stairs, I descended right through them, deforming them as I forced them out of the way using my body until I eventually arrived at the very bottom, which was where his scent led me.

Ripping the door off the hinges, I entered the room, only to be greeted with what looked like some weird ritual room, causing me to frown since I had only thought Apocalypse was a mutant and didn't know magic.

'I didn't see this room when I looked through the pyramid; does he really have the ability to use magic? I surely hope not; I'm not exactly confident in my ability to fight a magic user or someone along those lines.' Thought Pharaoh with a slight frown as he walked around the room, glancing at all the ancient languages written on the wall and pillars.

After doing a thorough search of the place, I continued to follow Apocalypse's scent trail, which led me out of the weird ritual room and down a long hallway, only for me to suddenly frown before grabbing my phone and dialing Carol's number, which I had gotten from her a few days ago, cause I'm a real fucking nigga!

Once she picked the phone up, I gave her some advice and briefly spoke with her while kicking the wall in slight anger before hanging up, accidentally saying something flirtatious, but it just came out by itself, so I didn't question it too much.

'She does sort of remind me of Tigress from Kung Fu Panda; though, Carol isn't aggressive, mainly confident. Speaking of Tirgress, she bad as fu-.' Thought Pharaoh lightly as he continued walking down the hall before eventually reaching another door, prompting him to instantly focus on the task at hand.

(Note: Would. That's all I'm going to say.)

Entering the dark room, I looked around, yet what I found wasn't something I was ever expecting to find in a pyramid, to say the least.

"Well, at least we know aliens built the pyramids now." Muttered Pharaoh with a slight frown as he eyed the all-black alien spaceship parked in the middle of the large room.

Despite being an alien, I wasn't exactly knowledgeable about the universe and whatnot, so I had no idea whether this spaceship was more advanced than mine or not, honestly, I didn't think it was, but I wasn't ruling that option out either. Carefully walking around the ship, I tried looking inside, but, similar to Kyrptonian ships, it repelled my vision; after completely walking around it, I approached what looked to be a door.

Yet, when I got close, it opened automatically, causing me to frown as I floated in the air for a few seconds before eventually deciding to enter it; landing on the inside of the spaceship, I turned around and watched how the door, unsurprisingly closed, something I was expecting to happen.

'Tsk, yeah, saw that coming a mile away.' Thought Pharaoh angrily as he glanced at the door seamlessly flush to the wall before observing the ship's interior while walking forward.

The inside of the ship was, how should I put it, luxurious and incredibly technologically advanced; I was beginning to doubt my early claim of this spaceship being inferior to Kryptonian.

"Well, to be fair, I've got a scout ship meant for war and intergalactic battle; it's not designed for comfort." Said Pharaoh lightly as he looked around before entering through a door, only to frown when he noticed the table.

Glancing at the table, which looked like something a person was supposed to lie down on, almost like a bed, I suddenly glanced upwards when I heard a door open, only for me to come face to face with Apocalypse as he calmly entered the room.

"You must've known I was here the entire time, so is this the part where you explain your big evil plan, sympathize with me, and then try to win me over to take over the world?" Remarked Pharaoh with a deep frown as he eyed Apocalypse while walking around the table, always keeping him on the opposite side.

"Sympathize? Only the weak do such a thing, nor do I have a desire to take over what is rightfully mine." Said Apocalypse as he stopped walking and looked at Pharaoh, who merely scoffed.

"The world is already yours? That's quite arrogant of you; do you think you've got the strength to back it up? Because injuring me isn't enough to defeat me." Asked Pharaoh lightly as he rested his fists on the table while his eyes took on a reddish tint, causing Apocalypse, who remained completely stoic, to raise an eyebrow.

"I'm a God; of course, I've got the strength. Something you'll need much more of, so why not submit yourself to me? You've proven yourself to be a powerful adversary; with my assistance, you'll grow even stronger and gain strength you never thought possible. Is that not tempting enough?" Replied Apocalypse as he eyed Pharaoh, yet, contrary to his expectations, he chuckled.

"Hehe, strength is possibly one of the worst things anyone can tempt me with; I've got ways to easily get more strength; the only reason I've never done so is simply because I've never met someone who has ever seriously forced my hand. Though, I'm curious, will you be enough to force me?" Stated Pharaoh with a slight chuckle before intensely eyeing Apocalypse while flexing his muscles, causing miniature explosions to sound out.

"Hmm, so be it then; fight against me if you wish; however, you will not win. I will acquire the Phoenix Force, and when I do, no one will ever be able to challenge my might as those do right now." Remarked Apocalypse softly with a disappointed look as he shook his head before raising his arms to the side while looking at the ceiling, imagining himself standing before everyone.

Scoffing, I didn't bother continuing the conversation with Apocalypse; there was no point, though I also didn't immediately attack him. Not only was he in his own ship, which may be capable of seriously harming, if not killing me, but the ship was incredibly sturdy. When I had placed my fists on the table, it wasn't an intimidation tactic; it was to gauge the strength of the ship by pressing against it, and while I hadn't used all of my strength, I had used a significant amount, yet, I couldn't so much as crack it.

I've got no doubt the ship's hull would be even stronger, so fighting inside would be stupid, at least for me.