The many, many, many versions of Jaune arc

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"So then how is this going to end? Are they just going to fight forever?" Blake asked

"That also means we'd be stuck here forever, that'd suck." Yang added

View hummed, thinking for a moment before responding "You would be stuck here is nothing were to be done, fortunately I am working on a solution as we speak."

"Then what do we do while we wait?" Mercury asked as he sat on the floor

"Watch, I suppose. It is quite rare to see this many people from multiple multiverses converge in one location, it will be educational for you." View answered as he began to work on something, his small frame glowing blue

Splashes after splashes of color continued to fall as different versions of Jaune Arc came to the theater to fight. Some seemed to recognize each other, most did not, but fought nevertheless.

Lightsabers met broadswords, guns met arrows in mid air, Spells clashed against oneanother in brilliant shows of light, it was truly chaos. Some seemed to posses Aura and semblances, evident by the glows that surrounded them, some did not, with attacks that wouldn't faze a hunter piercing through them.

The chaos continued for awhile, longer then any of the audience cared to count, but it all came abruptly to an end when someone completely different arrived.

He was gargantuan, a giant among giants, and for some reason he was completely blue. The being was humanoid, and wearing nothing but a pair of boxers, revealing his toned body that even made Yang blush a bit. He stood and stared at the chaos that ensued around him, and then he spoke.

His voice shook the theater, and gathered the many versions of Jaunes attention. "This quarrel is meaningless, just like all of our existences."

"By the maker." View exclaimed, his normally robotic voice sounding very taken aback "It's Dr Manhattan...."

The Jaunes still stayed entranced by the giant blue man, even those who were considered Gods in their universe's listened when he spoke, his strangely monotone voice carrying throughout the theater. "Life, is a highly overrated phenomenon."

Dr Manhattan raised his arm as it began to glow with untold power, and view only had a moment to put up a shield made from blue energy before the attack came.

Each of the Jaunes began to glow a bright blue, the hue enveloping their whole body and casting the audience in a harsh light. Then like clockwork, those with the capacity to began to scream. The audience bore witness to those they once thought invincible fall to the ground in agony as they held their heads, screaming until their lungs gave out, screams of complete and utter pain.

Some were able to stand and retain some dignity throughout the ordeal, such as Sauron and malgus who merely took a knee and gave out the occasional grunts of pain, but even they could do nothing as Dr Manhattan began to pick them off one by one.

Soon the Jaunes began to just burst on the spot, like a water balloon that was overfilled. Blood, guts and bones flew in every direction, soaking the shield that protected the audience and changing the once bright blue to a sickening red.

Soon the only one who remained in the once heavily populated battlefield was Dr Manhattan, his lifeless blue eyes and impassive expression soon locking onto the shield and the audience within.