Friday, October 23, 2015

Ultimate Avenger: Into the Sun


Ultimate Avenger

Smoke poured out of the broken wreckage of skyscrapers. Thousands of Chitauri littered the blackened streets of Detroit. Above the embattled city a giant world-ship floated, Chitauri sky-chariots streaming from it's hangars. The mad Titan Thanos gazed down upon Earth, below him he beheld a circle of tiny specks, the Avengers, this planet's pitiful guardians. All the might of his armies was concentrated on them. Soon the only beings capable of stopping him would be slain.

Thanos settled back in his floating throne and flexed his arm. There was nothing so satisfying as conquering a planet, watching millions of life-forms plead for mercy. . .and then destroying them. A lowly slave approached him, not daring to look upon him. She presented him with his golden Infinity Gauntlet. Thanos slipped it on, admiring the Green stone gleaming in it's center. He had not used this in a while. Thanos decided he should test it, no good going into battle with a faulty weapon. He turned to the slave and smiled. "Run". She only got halfway to the observation deck door before a green beam of energy melted her. The gauntlet still worked.

On the streets of Detroit the battle for Earth raged. Captain Steve Rogers caught a dozen laser blasts on his shield and threw a grenade into a squad of Chitauri. A block away The Vision's forehead shone as his Mind Gem took control of a huge floating space wyrm. The wyrm turned and plowed through a squadron of sky chariots. Hawkeye leaped from rooftop to rooftop, pelting the alien invaders with arrows. Thor landed beside Captain America and blasted a chariot out of the air with a streak of lightning. The Asgardian was grinning. "It has been to long since I fought such a glorious battle." Steve glanced around and saw a dozen civilians lying dead outside a mall. "The longer this battle lasts the more people will die. These things just keep coming, just like New York." Thor lost his smile and threw his hammer, knocking a space wyrm into a building. Iron Man landed behind them. "We need to take down that world-ship. We do that and every one of these aliens will go kaput." Steve looked up at the vast starship casting a shadow over the city. "O.K. Barton, Romanov, Scarlet and me will hold down the fort while Thor, Hulk, The vision and you fly up and get that ship into space. If it gets destroyed here half the city will go with it.

Thanos glanced down through the observation room force field and noticed the little heroes blasting through the atmosphere towards him. They had finally deduced that this ship was the key to his conquest. In a way he was pleased. They would almost be a good challenge.

Thor arrived first. His mighty hammer carried him through the force field and onto a balcony. A few yards away Thanos floated in his chair. Thor fired lighting at him. The green gem glittered and a lightning rod appeared between them, channeling the bolt into the world-ship. Thanos smiled. Tendrils of energy whipped out of the gauntlet, swirled around Thor's defenses and stabbed at him with piercing blades. Iron Man rocketed into the room and fired bursts of power from his palms. Thanos was hurled out of his chair. Now he was annoyed. A gleaming green T'Mirak crystal raced across the room and latched onto Thor's chest-plate, burning with unbearable heat. Iron man raised his arms for fire again but green tendrils slammed him into the wall, holding his arms in place and tearing apart his armor. Thor tore at the slippery crystal and toppled off of the balcony into space.

Vision had taken a little longer to get to the ship because he was giving the Hulk a boost. He flew into the room and took in the scene at a glance. He tossed Hulk at Thanos and caught a battered Anthony Stark as the tendrils released him. Hulk lashed out, catching Thanos by surprise. The Titan slammed through a wall, but was ready for the follow up punch. He caught the Hulk's fist and held it there, seemingly without effort. Hulk kicked at him. Thanos sidestepped it and kicked the beast's other leg out from under it. He had memorized several hundred pressure points for every type of humanoid species. As Hulk leaped back to his feet Thanos threw his first punch of the battle, right under The Hulk's chin. The green beast's head snapped back and Dr. Bruce Banner sailed through several walls and out into orbit.

Back on the ground the Avengers regrouped in a warehouse. Steve leaned against a crate and shook his head. Clint Barton and Romanov were busy helping the National Guard to hold a perimeter. Thor lay propped up against a forklift, burn marks all over his chest, his beard burned away. Tony Stark tried to rise and sank back with a cry. Scarlet Witch was using her telekinetic power to hold shut his stab wounds and stitch them shut. The Vision flew into the warehouse, holding the sleeping form of Bruce Banner in his arms. He told Steve about the being they had fought in the ship. Steve tried to think, although the laser burn on his leg made it tough. They had to stop the aliens, but more would always come from the ship. They had to destroy the ship, but a being in the ship had stopped them. So, they had to destroy the being.

As Steve shared his thoughts with the remains of his team Stark raised his hand. Steve knelt, removing the Billionaire's oxygen mask so that he could speak. "I've got a crazy plan." Steve looked around at the others. "Right now I would try anything."

Thanos flew across the room and sat back in his chair. The invasion of Earth was going well. He decided to send some space wyrms over to the country named Japan. Shake up Asia a bit. Several laser batteries fired up and spewed streams of energy into the sky, shooting down the missiles that the earthling army had been sending up all day. Even if any got through they would not penetrate the energy shield surrounding the world-ship. He noticed another figure flying up straight towards him. Another hero come to challenge the invincible Thanos. He signaled the laser turrets to leave it alone and sat back in his chair to wait.

Thor's hammer Mjnolnir hit his chair, shattering it into a thousand splinters. Thanos smashed through the ceiling, and another, and another. His head felt rather sore after blasting through all 300 stories of the world-ship and into orbit. Thanos turned to observe his new attacker. Before him hovered a suit of powered armor, forged of a gold-titanium alloy. The armored figure held in one hand the hammer Mjnolnir, in the other hand the vibranium shield of Captain America.

The Iron Man helmet opened. The calm purple eyes of The Vision gazed back at him. He looked about to say something. No doubt some appeal to his humanity or reason, thought Thanos. He had no time for this. The tendrils of green energy streaked from the gem towards Vision. The android fired his suit's thrusters and whirled aside. Vision tried to find an opening. But Thanos surrounded himself with a whirling mist of green. Vision darted forwards, but but the mist swirled towards him and he pulled back. Thanos was playing a cautious game, analyzing his enemy's abilities. Vision pulled away as if retreating, then raced forwards, sheltered by his shield, and smashed through the net of energy. Thanos turned to recieve a blow from Mjnolir that made his head ring and hurtled him out into space. The Titan stopped his tumbling, just in time to receive another blow from the hammer. Vision hit him again and again. Thanos lashed out with his gem, forming a huge hammer sweeping through space. Vision took the blow on his shield and struck Thanos again. He reeled, somersaulting through space before the moon stopped his fall. Thanos rose to his feet. He had never lost a fight, and he never would. He formed a wall of green energy between himself and Vision. The android struck it with his hammer, to no effect. Thanos began to recover confidence. Vision could not pierce his defense. Soon he would find this challenger's weakness and destroy him. Then he noticed that his world-ship was no longer hovering above Earth.

Captain Steve Rogers gazed through the porthole as the world-ship blasted past Venus. He wore one of Stark's suits of armor to protect him from the cold of space. Falcon had flown him up to the world-ship while Thanos was busy. It had taken Steve a few minutes to take out the Chitauri guards on the bridge. The navigation system was very strange, but J.A.R.V.I.S. had talked him through it. Now the world-ship was on a new heading, straight into the sun. Steve sighed, he would miss his friends back on Earth, but he HAD insisted on carrying out this plan himself. A dozen Chitauri warriors came clattering down a hallway towards the bridge. Steve was ready for them.

Thanos saw in an instant how he had been deceived. He made his decision, dropping the unbreakable wall and racing after the world-ship. Vision followed him, blasting at the Titan with his mind gem. Thanos focused all his power on speed and slowly began to pull away. Vision threw Mjolnir. Thanos felt it coming and barely dodged it. Vision was still losing the race. He was too bulky. The android launched every missile in the armored suit at Thanos. The space around him was filled with a ripple of explosions. Thanos lost control again and tumbled off course.
Steve kicked the last Chitauri warrior into the wall and turned back to the porthole. The sun now filled his view, a unimaginably gigantic yellow orb. Dozens of warnings flashed on the alien control panel. Steve looked away, studying some strange markings on the wall. This was the part about being a soldier he liked least.

Thanos had lost the race to the world-ship. Vision floated between him and the receding spacecraft. Thanos reactivated his energy wall, keeping it between himself and Vision as he circled around towards his ship."Do you think losing that ship will hurt me?" He taunted the implacable android. "I will return with more Chitauri, or simply conquer your planet alone. You can do nothing against my power." No reply. Thanos got between Vision and the ship. Now he backed towards his prize. Vision closed the helmet over his face, but then noticed a warning. Steve Rogers was in the world-ship. If he did not act Steve would die. Thanos felt the enormous gravity of the Sun tugging at him. He shifted away. To bad about the world-ship, but it was replaceable.

Vision struck, slamming into the energy wall. Thanos watched calmly as he hammered the wall with Mjolnir and his mind stone. Vision drew back to plan. The world-ship was gleaming red now, shaking apart under the strain of gravity. Vision forced himself to focus, focus all his power on one square inch of the energy wall.  He blasted it with all he had, his hammer, his mind stone and the arc reactor on his chest. And the energy wall broke. Thanos did not have time to cringe before Vision streaked forwards and kicked him into the Sun.

Vision flew towards the disintegrating world-ship, he pierced the shattered hull and plunged to the bridge. The glare and heat were terrible. Steve lay on the floor, sliding towards the view-port in the grip of the Sun's gravity. His armor was flaking away in charred embers. Vision grabbed him and boosted away. The world-ship peeled away around him, plunging into the sun. Vision strained, the boosters on his suit failed. He was held in place by gravity, unable to retreat an inch from the rippling ball of gas that was cooking Steve to a turn. Vision felt his strength ebbing, slowly he slid backwards, away from Earth. The blue planet was just a speck now, another point of light in the enormity of space. The Vision looked down at Captain America, who he held tucked under one arm. Any moment now the armor that stood between his comrade and space would chip off and Steve would die.
Vision slid back another centimeter and looked away from the searing sun. There on his wrist hung Mjnolnir. He threw the hammer away and lurched forwards a few feet. Again he threw it, and again. Steve must have regained consciousness because his boosters came on. Faster and faster the two Avengers pulled away. And then they were streaking away, carving through space towards Earth. Three minutes before they landed Steve Roger's suit fell apart, blowing away like leaves in the autumn. On the ground Hawkeye and Thor rushed over to see the Captain. Steve blinked and coughed on some ashes. "I guess I'm gonna have a pretty good tan." He said. Thor thwacked Vision on the back. "Truly, you are a mighty warrior. Can I have my hammer back?" Everyone smiled in spite of themselves. Wade Wilson, the Falcon and the recovering Dr. Banner joined the group. The Avengers were again united and the Earth was free.

Thanos floated in the center of the Sun. His mighty eyes watered in the heat of the plasma exploding all around him. His stomach cramped in the gravity. If he had required air to breath it would have burned in his lungs. He would not die, but could not bear to live in this burning maelstrom of pain. The green stone in his fist glowed, brighter than bright and slowly, ever so slowly, an inch at a time, Thanos began to move, out of the heart of the Sun



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Tuesday, October 13, 2015

Ancient Avengers

Ancient Avengers



The Shawarma restaurant was crowded that evening. Captain Steve Rogers stopped at the door, glancing up at the skyline of New York. The city had not changed much in the past hundred years. He winced at the pain that shot through his back and stepped inside, breathing in the spicy aroma of the Turkish eatery. He glanced around and saw them, sitting in a table corner, giving orders to the robot waiter. Steve strode over and smiled. The hundredth anniversary reunion of the Battle of New York was in full swing.

Steve sat down slowly and glanced around at the familiar faces. Anthony Stark was wedged against the window. He was wearing his iron man armor. But Stark had to wear it these days. He was nearly 150 years old and his health was not the best. He had designed a suit that monitored his vital signs and carried all his medical equipment. It would even shock him if he went into cardiac arrest. But Stark was still perky. He glanced up, fixing a cybernetic eye on Steve. "Hey, the old man made it. You look good for 200." It was true. Steve's skin might be a little wrinkled, his frame a little thinner, but he still carried himself tall.

The robot turned to Steve. "What shall it be Mr.Rogers?" Steve started, he was still not used to how they knew his name just by scanning his bio-metrics. "Uh, the usual." The robot instantly recalled Steve's profile and ordering history. "Shawarma? Very good sir." A old man across from Rogers spoke through a bushy white beard. "Hey, Steve. Earn any medals lately?" Steve smiled, that old easy smile of his. After New York he had stuck with S.H.I.E.L.D. but eventually rejoined the U.S. army and served for four tours in the Middle East. He had quickly become the most decorated soldier in the service, earning several Purple Hearts, the Medal of Honor and the Silver Star, as well as several medals from other nations. He had saved the lives of countless soldiers and personally captured or killed hundreds of enemies. Soldiers had written books full of his exploits. Finally the army promoted him to major general and stuck him behind a desk, reluctant to lose their most valuable soldier. Steve had had enough of the army anyway and had retired, married an old friend from S.H.I.E.L.D. and settled down. But he still made the headlines when he stopped a armed robbery and was given the keys to the city of Brooklyn by the mayor. "No medals these days. How about you Dr. Banner, they run out of awards to give you yet?"

Banner stroked his white beard and adjusted his glasses, which he still preferred even though ultra-compact contact lenses were now available. "Well, they gave me my second Nobel Prize last year. For physics of course. I just published this paper on radiation effects on the Mars colony and the consequences for communication. And they drag me to Switzerland and give me a little gold man for it." Stark broke in. He was always the center of attention. "Of course you would have been spared that if I hadn't built that colony ship for Mars Industries and practically gave it away to them."

Banner looked around at the patrons enjoying their meals, people from every walk of life. "I don't enjoy thinking about the battle of New York, but if it had never happened, if we had never become a team, the world would be much worse off." Stark grinned. "Yeah, when everybody in the universe saw what we could do, they got real quiet. This guy called Aldreich Killian came to my place a week after the battle and asked if I would please help him with this radical treatment called Extremis. The guy was a nut, the stuff was unstable but he had given it to a bunch of ex-army guys. But he couldn't make a move, knowing we would all show up and trash his party. We managed to stabilize a mild form of Extremis, practically cured cancer." Steve nodded. "Thanks for helping me out when H.Y.D.R.A. activated project Insight. If it wasn't for Stark those helicarriers would have gotten airborne." Stark nodded modestly, which was hard for him to do.

Steve took a drink of water. "They offered me a cameo appearance in our movie." Banner looked up. "What movie?" Stark took up the slack. "You know all those documentaries they did, about how we saved the world? Well now they are making a 4D movie about it. They just finished picking the cast. It's called "Earth's Mightiest Heroes". Don't worry guys, our rights are well protected, we get a dollar every time someone goes to see it."

The robot arrived and served their Shawarma. Steve looked up from the saucy meat pastry. "So, is Clint showing up this year?" Stark suddenly looked older. "You still don't follow the news, do you Steve? Clint Barton died last month in Ontario, from a heart attack."

They all sat silent for a moment, First Natasha Romanov, now Barton. Even Colonel Rhodes was dead, killed in a hovercar collision in D.C. Every year it seemed, another familiar face was gone.
The silence was broken by a rumble outside. A beam of pure energy struck the ground outside. Dust billowed into the street. Then, as suddenly as it had come the beam vanished and Thor Odinson, king of Asgard, breezed into the restaurant and dropped his hammer by the table. The Asgardian looked much the same as ever. A majestic golden beard spilled over his silver armor. "So my mortal friends, another of our company has gone to Valhalla. This is a grim day, but we should be happy for them." The robot came over as Thor sat down. "What shall it be today Mr. Thor?" For a moment the king was confused, curiously examining the machine. "Bring us tankards of strong ale, mechanical servant." Now it was the robot's turn to be confused, it hurried off to consult the owner on the best course of action.

Banner took off his glasses and polished them. "So Stark, how is miss Potts doing?" "You mean Mrs. Stark." Tony replied. "She is doing O.K.  She had to have a artificial spine implant last year. Now her arthritis is much better." Thor nodded. "Be sure to treasure your years with her my friend. I remember every moment with Jane Foster, from the moment I met her to when she died in my arms. For the good of the realm I had to marry Lady Sif, and we love each other. But when I am troubled the memories of Jane comfort me." Steve sighed. Thor had always been good at talking about emotional subjects.

The robot came back to the table with four steel cups of beer. Steve took his and sank back in his chair. "So, what are you doing tomorrow Stark?" The multi-trillionaire adjusted his glove. "I'm working on a quantum computing algorithm." He waved it away. "You probably wouldn't understand it." Bruce Banner slowly straightened in his chair. "I have to fly to Malaysia. There is a new super-flu outbreak there." Thor shrugged. "The work of a ruler goes on as usual. What about you Captain?" Steve opened his mouth to answer and his phone rang, a metallic male voice echoed through the restaurant. "Steve Rogers, you are late for the veteran's reunion, repeat, you are late for the veteran's reunion." Everyone erupted into laughter as Steve silenced his phone reminder.

Thor raised his cup of beer in a toast. "To our friends, those still with us, and those who have moved on." They all drank. Dr. Banner began hiccuping. Steve finished his Shawarma and stood. "So long then. See you all next year."

One by one they all left. Steve roared off on his ancient motorcycle. Doctor Banner called in a hovercar taxi with his phone. Stark clicked his helmet in place and roared away. Thor stood carefully in a parking space and vanished in a beam of light as the Bifrost launched him back to Asgard at the speed of light.

I hope you liked this short story. This is just the first draft. Please comment and tell me what you think. How could I have made this better?