The only catch in my argument is that Dooku would have to close at least 950 yards before he could do any of what my argument entails. The best defense he could hope to muster is that the X-Team knows about him, but they dont know where he is exactly.
They just know he is 1,000 yards away in a general direction. Dooku shouldnt try to blitz. He should use the time its going to take the X-Team to close the distance between them to set up an ambush tactic of some sort. IIf Dooku has full knowledge of the X-Team, he would know they are extremely dangerous and could very well defeat him.
Here's what Dooku does if he has the brains God gave a bantha...
He lets the X-team come to him. While they are closing the distance (which would take them about 5 min.) He moves into the buildings that are part of the battlefield, and uses his Force perception to sense his enemies approach to his current location (both Logan and McCoy have enhanced senses of hearing and smell).
Summers would likely set Wolverine as the vanguard of the attack, as he can track Dooku once he has his scent, and is the most durable of the group. While Logan scouts, the rest deploy into their devised attack strategy. Summers is a great tactical mind, and would keep the team close, but in tactically sound positions to cover one another. Logan tracks the Count rather quickly, and the two engage in battle, with some "bubs" involved in the ensuing confrontation, Logan being in character and all.
Dooku has the advantage against Wolverine one on one, and since he has knowledge of Logan's abilities, he will know he can't bring him down permanently. Dooku would likely TK Logan into a building, and collapse the roof on him, taking him out of commission for the time being.
Basking in his victory over the mutant, Dooku begins to monologue about how foolish Wolverine was for confronting him one on one. Several mentions of the power of the Dark Side will be in there somewhere. Midway through his gloating, The Force snaps at him of impending danger. Dooku moves without thought as a full power optic blast nearly takes his head off.
During the fight, Wolverine commed in Dooku's position to Scott. Dooku finds himself facing the remainder of the X-Team. Dooku assesses that Scott and Gambit are the two biggest threats on the field, due to their sheer destructive power. With blinding speed, Dooku brings his lightsaber to his right hand, drawing his lightsaber into a Makashi flourish. "Come on then, whelps. I haven't got all day." Dooku states in a snide, contemptuous manner.
The X-Team moves to destroy the Sith Lord, but Dooku moves quicker. The Dark Side renders the Force subservient to his whim, unlike those Jedi fools back in his own reality. And as well organized, well thought out as his foe's plan of attack is here, they do not know the power of the Dark Side. Gambit and Scott move simultaneously to attack the Count. The X-Men, incredible their powers might be, still have to track their target and aim to strike. Dooku allows no such time to be afforded
Both Gambit and Scott miss their mark. Where they moved fast, Dooku was faster. He now stands 30 feet from where he had stood just a moment ago. "My my, it seems that you fools might be a challenge after all." Dooku taunts the X-Team, using the subtle art of Dun Moch to cloud their intention and feed anger into their judgement. "But it seems this farce needs to end. I dont have time to waste on bugs like you."
Dooku once again moves with incredible speed, and closes the distance between Scott and himself in the blink of an eye. Scott moves to activate his visor, but Dooku already knows what he plans to accomplish. The Force had told him of Scott's intention before he had even begun to move. In a blur of red light, Dooku amputates the man's arm at the elbow, and follows his slash with an elegant thrust through the mutant's heart. The fool falls to the ground, with a smoking hole in his chest.
Dooku does not have time to relish his victory. There is a battle on, after all. The Force touches him with a searing intensity aimed at his left shoulderblade. While he had disposed of his first opponent, the rest are now moving to destroy the Sith Lord. Dooku feels the card lancing through the air towards his back, he feels the impending fury of the blue one's savage strike. He knows what destruction the girl in the glowing armor can bring. He even knows the frusturated rage that the clawed one is using to cut his way out of his stone imprisonment. He knows all of this in less than a split second. And he moves to bring about the end for these insects just as quickly.
The slightest push of the Dark Side redirected the glowing card straight into the chest of the shaggy blue animal leaping at him. The card detonates upon impact, sending the animal spinning through the air to thud noisily on the ground below, unconscious. Summoning the Force to his service, he leapt to avoid the armored woman's strike. He raised an eybrow in mid leap as he saw the deep crater in the ground produced by the blow. I will have to be careful of that one Dooku mused as he pivoted halfway through his leap to face the one who threw the exploding card. He was in motion before he touched the ground, channeling his rage and hatred into lancing blue forks of lightning, sprouting from his fingertips and hitting his opponent square in the chest.
He relished his screams of pain and fear through the Force, using it to further fuel his Dark Side powers. He was forced to relent his barrage however, as the girl had moved in for another attack. No matter. He wont be getting up. Dooku thought as he pivoted to face his next victim. The smell of burnt hair and charred flesh filled the air as the man behind him fell to the ground, badly burned but still alive. The girl's power was absolutely astonishing, each missed blow having the impact force of a turbolaser cannon on the surrounding terrain. Dooku spent lavishly on his Force reserves to augment his agility and reflexes to avoid the girls onslaught. His lightsaber wasnt having an effect on the girl's glowing armor either. Using a burst of Dark Side energy, he propelled himself away from his assailant, using the little time afforded to gather the Dark Side around him for a vicious counterattack.
The armor protects the girl from external influence, but not internal The Sith Lord realized as he reached out past himself, taking hold of the girls neck through dark tendrils of the Force. For all her destructive power, she is still a mere insect. Dooku snapped the poor girls neck with a thought. As he let go of the body, Dooku looked at the scene around him. His shoulders rose and fell from the exertion. He was not a young man, and he tired more quickly than he did in his younger days. The fight is not over Dooku heard the Force whisper in his ear.
Hot pain lanced through his left shoulder as a blue blur of claws, teeth, and hot fury bore down upon him. The Beast recovered from the redirected attack quicker than anticipated, and now used his superhuman strength and agility to avoid the Count's flourishing lightsaber and attack in unexpected and savage vigor. One thrust from Dooku missed wide, and Dooku paid for his missed attack by having two feet slammed into his chest, sending the Sith Lord into the air. This needs to end quickly Dooku thought while using the Force to dampen to blow and ride the impact to land on his feet. As he touched down on the ground, Dooku gathered the Dark Side to him once again, melting away the pain in his left shoulder and erase the years age had weighed upon him.
The blue creature, lost in savage berserker rage, threw himself at the Count. Mid leap, something slammed into him like a brick wall, sending him hurtling in the air. Using his enhanced agility to right himself before he hit the ground, the creature landed on all fours, stalking the Count with predatory grace. Dooku swept his lightsaber into a low guard, prepared for the attacking monster. The blue creature ran at him in a zigzag pattern, avoiding chunks of rubble thrown at him by Dooku. He darted to the side, and attempted to flank the Sith. All too easy Dooku thought as he pivoted to face the creature. Leading his lightsaber in a crossbody slash, he saw the eyes of the creature narrow as his blade streaked towards him.
Suddenly, the blue creature leapt over his head, and Dooku's vision was filled by a plethora of glowing pink cards. With a scream of Dark Side energy, Dooku used the Force to sweep most of the cards aside,their stored kinetic energy proving difficult to influence. The few getting through hammered the Count in his shin and left arm, flipping Dooku onto his back. Rage filled the Count's body and thoughts as he fell ungracefully onto the ground. Feeding his Dark Side powers from the pain of his broken arm, the Count outstretched his right arm toward the blue monster leaping for the kill.
Dooku's hate struck McCoy full force. The power of the electricity sent Beast flying away from the Count, making his body involuntarily spasm as the electricity coursed through his body. Fighting through the pain, Beast struggled to stand, only to be hammered back to the ground by the increasing intensity of the electric malestrom unleashed by the Sith Lord. Dooku was once again on his feet, eyes yellow and full of rage as he plunged himself deep into the Dark Side. "FOOLS! HOW DARE YOU STRIKE AT YOUR BETTERS!!" The Dark Lord bellowed. His voice seemed to fill the air, crackling with power like the electricity coursing through his body. The creaure's hair burned away, and McCoy's mind was filled with pain as his brain cooked inside of his skull. When Dooku relented, his blue adversary was reduced to a smoking, charred heap.
In a fit of rage, Dooku reached out through the Force to pluck the burned man from the ground. He used the Force to crush the man's windpipe, leaving him to die in agony and despair. Assured of his opponent's demise, he turned his attention to the man who had just clawed his way through the rubble tomb Dooku had collapsed on him. Seemingly no worse for the wear, Logan looked at the Sith with the promise of hell in his eyes. "You're going to die for what you've done here today, bub." Logan spat as he extended his adamantium claw and rushed the Count.
The Count raised an eyebrow with as much dignity as he could muster. "Yes, perhaps I will. But not by your hand, and certainly not today." He reignited his lightsaber and met the mutant head on. The battle had tired him greatly, and he was loosing blood from the wound in the left shoulder. Pain lanced across his chest as the clawed freak scored a shallow hit across his chest, tearing the armorweave fabric of his tunic as if it were made of butter. The Count used what remained of his Force energy to immobilize his attacker, locking him in place as if he were made of stone. In one quick, clean thrust between his ribcage, the Sith impaled the freak through the heart. Logan looked at him with furious disdain, sputtering through the blood in his mouth "This aint over, you bastard."
The Count stated coldly "Yes, it is." He withdrew his lightsaber in an elegant fashion, and released his soon to be alive adversary to crumple on the ground. Gritting his teeth, Dooku limped from the battlefield. Bloody, broken, but alive, Darth Tyranus climbed into his ship and set a course for the portal that he had taken into this dimension. The ship touched off the ground on its repulsorlifts, and screamed for the darkness of outer space...
And there you have it, as I envision it would happen. The Count wins, but doesnt get off easily. He has a few broken ribs, a shattered left arm, and his left shoulder torn open
But he's alive, and his opponents are not
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