Chapter 7: Whack-a-Mole

Alright then, we know Machine Head is the one behind the clones and their recent attacks.

We know where his HQ is, all we need to do is to start formulating the best strategy for getting in there and taking him out. There's no doubt he'll have the place secured.

Now what I was thinking was...

Cecil! We've got an alert downtown. It's a pack of Magmanites attacking a department store.

Apparently their leader, Doc Seismic, finds the unattainable beauty standards promoted by the store to be worthy of destruction.

Son of a bitch! We don't have time for Doc Seismic's nonsense. Hurry up and put a team together to stop them so we can get to the real business at hand.

This won't be the last you hear from me! The fashion industry's stranglehold on the psyches of young women must end!

You made quick work of those Magmanites. Now let's start getting ready for Machine Head.

Cecil, I am sorry to interrupt the Machine Head planning, but we have reports of a group of clones attacking the prison just outside of town. They are targeting organized crime figures inside.

Of course they are. Machine Head is trying to erase all of his competition, while using all of your faces.

Go stop them. We know they're clones, but all the public sees are Heroes causing damage and fighting other Heroes.

We put down that batch of clones. But it's getting messy out there with all these cloned heroes.

The public doesn't know what to think.

Machine Head is sowing this chaos. We've got to stop him.

I don't believe this! More Magmanites! They're destroying the Fashion District while playing a recording of Doc Seismic yelling about beauty standards or some crap.

I thought you guys got rid of these pains in my ass!

We got rid of the other ones. Who knows how many of these things Doc Seismic has?

I want him to have zero! We don't have time for Doc Seismic and particular brand of nonsense.

Now, we can finally get down to brass tacks here regarding Machine Head. The plan will be...

Uh... Cecil?

What?! What is it now?!

We've got an absolute trainwreck of a situation.

Clones descended on shipments of knockoff designer clothes outside the city, just as an army of Magmanites attacked the same shipments. They had a recording of Doc Seismic decrying "fast fashion."

What the hell is "fast fashion"? Whatever! Doesn't matter. We just need a team to stop them. All of them!

Wait a minute! Attacking those trucks... that's... me?! And Atom Eve?!

We were bound to see clones of you two eventually. Get out there and put them down.

Fighting myself was not an experience I'd like to repeat, Cecil. We have to stop these clones and stop Machine Head.

Yeah, no shit. Once we get a second to breathe, we take the fight to Machine Head's HQ.

A second to catch our breath? I'm not holding my breath.