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In short I don't own anything in this story.
This is just for fun.
Prosp88 - Hey guys, well this is it; the big one. This is the final story that I'll be adding in the series, after this ... who knows? But I just wanted to take a moment to thank each and every one of my readers, you lot have been amazing and have stuck with this series since the beginning. I defiantly believe my skills as a writer have improved greatly thanks to the feed back I've been given and I still in amazement regarding everything that has come out of these stories and I'm going to miss them greatly. And with that being said...
Ultimate Spiderman: Shattered light
Prologue
The Milky Way Galaxy; home to near thousands of diverse lifeforms, though its vast population is but a drop in the pool to the rest of the known universe. Some species are barbaric and primitive, while others developed great civilisations and achieved technology advanced enough to allow colonisation of worlds far from their own. Races like the Shiar, Kree, Skrulls, Sparta and more have carved their place in the wider galaxies. Whether by peaceful cooperation … or blood.
In the early 21st Century; Many of these advanced races encountered a power unlike anything they had thought possible. A collection of extradimensional aliens that formed the Mongo Empire. This Empire believe that the countless species of the Milky Way and beyond are an affront to their God-Emperor. A tyrant who possesses powers unrivalled to all; Emperor Ming the Merciless. With destructive weapons, fleets of starships and unimaginable numbers under his command, the Mongo Emperor began a systematic and well-coordinated eradication of the galaxies billions of inhabitants.
Within a short space of time, many civilisations were annihilated by the power of the Mongo Empire. Entire worlds were glassed by orbital bombardments, populations have been enslaved or wiped out entirely and the emblem of Ming now reigns throughout the cosmos. Any signs of rebellion have been extinguished … with the exception of one small world.
On one planet, located in an isolated corner of the Milky Way, the fire of resistance still burns brightly in the hearts of its people, even after their cities levelled and their armies decimated. In the face of direct attacks by the Empires forces, Humanity's only remaining hope depends on a small vessel that managed to escape the siege of Earth and the small rag tag groups of militias fighting across the globe.
New York City – Earth – Early Morning
Over a year has passed since the siege of Earth and the beginning of the Mongo occupation. Ever since their takeover, most of the cities of Earth have been sparsely populated, none more so than New York. The city has been brought to its knees, buildings now fly the emblem of Ming while Mngo ships swarm over the skyline. Those who managed to evacuated before the invasion have been in hiding in the country's wilderness, while the rest have been forced to endure the brutal Mongo rule. Food is scarce, basic necessities like heating and power are restricted to new Mongo facilities and civilian's unfortunate enough to get caught on the city streets by Mongo patrols after curfew are occasional rounded up and never seen again.
The Governments of Earth have either been disbanded or forced into hiding and the new authority on the planet resided with the newly appointed Mongo Governor; Thun Cazor of the Kast. Ever since his arrival, Governor Cazor has hardly set foot upon the surface of the planet. Choosing only to address the people through broadcasts and intermediators, believing this world as too primitive and revolting to give it his full attention.
On Liberty Island; the ruins of the colossal statue still stands' tall, looking out onto the city before it, as a faint reminder to the sprite of this country. Mongo soldiers are stationed throughout the Island, using it as a surveillance outpost. Two soldiers stand guard at the entrance of the tourist centre until one of them hears a soft noise and moves to investigate. After finding nothing, he returns to his post moments later to see his fellow soldier relaxing his back against the wall.
Mongo Soldier: Hey, I know it's boring but you better stand to attention. If the Commander sees you slacking off he'd … are you even listening?
He walks over to his comrade and shakes his shoulder, causing him to collapse onto the ground and revealing his blood trickling against the wall.
Mongo Soldier: What the…?
Just as the soldier reaches for his communicator, he fails to hear light footsteps approaching him from behind and stopping the intruder from covering his mouth and plunging a combat knife into his neck.
Meanwhile, inside the tourist lobby, another Mongo soldier is in mid patrol. He stops moving for a moment before turning back round to start his patrol again, only this time he comes face to face with the butt of a rifle. After knocking the soldier to the ground, the intruder fires three suppressed rounds into his chest. The soldier lies dead on the ground as more than one intruder steps over his corpse towards the lift.
Minutes later, the lift reaches the statues head, which is being occupied by a small number of Mongo personnel and soldiers. The doors to the lift open and some of the soldiers look in to see that the lift is completely empty. Puzzled at first, a few of them approach with caution. But then a smoke grenade is dropped from the open top hatch of the lift. Within seconds the area is covered with a thick smoke and the bewildered Mongos start getting picked of one by one by suppressed weapons.
As the smoke clears, Mongovians littered the floor of the surrounding area, leaving only the intruders; 6 of them, dressed in black military gear, thermal googles and each one sporting a white skull across their chest. One of them removed his googles and began barking orders at his team.
Castle: Dunn and Whitter, sweep the rest of the area. Slater, set up position. Belle, set up a secure com with the President and…
He turns to the smallest member of his team, still wearing her "Ghost Recon" Balaclava that covered her face. But before he could say something, one of the Mongovians on the floor began coughing up blood.
Castle: Always aim for the head, not the chest, kid. Now do what you need to do.
The kid nodded hesitantly and hurried of the Mongo as he clutched for life. She straddled herself across his chest and with both hands … broke the Mongos neck. After a few minutes, the members of Castles team had completed their given orders and The Punisher himself is now reporting back to his Commander and Chief.
Castle: President Fury, The Punishers are now in position. We're waiting for green.
President Fury: "Your mission is a go Castle … do us proud."
Castle: Copy that … over and out.
Belle: So what's the plan?
The Punisher takes out a military map and spreads it across the floor as the rest of his team gathers round.
Castle: The enemy logistic and refuelling base is here on Ellis Island. The Governor will be coming in at exactly 08:00. Everything depends on us having a clear shot from this location and we've got to hit him the second he's exiting that ship. It's a long shot from this location, but it should give us the elevation we need. It's pretty far, but it will give us enough cover to make our extraction.
Whitter: Assuming that you can make the shot that is.
Castle: You want to try and attempted it Shitter?
Everyone chuckles as Whitter stutters in embarrassment every time the Punisher uses his nickname for him.
Whitter: N … no … boss.
Dunn: And if we can't make the target in time?
Castle: There won't be any second chances.
Slater: It's gonna be a long ass wait for the extraction.
Castle: Then shut your hole and get locked and loaded.
15 minutes later, the marine recon veteran turned vigilante has taken up his sniper position while the rest of the Punishers station themselves around the area, the kid standing right him acting as his spotter. Castle stares through his scope at the once Ellis Island Museum of Immigration now turned Mongo stronghold. Dozens of Mongo soldiers and officers are standing in line and to attention in the clearing just outside the building, waiting for their superior to arrive. It wasn't before long that a shuttle had left the Mongo frigates hanger bay and Castle watched as it closed its distance towards Ellis Island.
Just as the shuttle begins its landing approach, Castle hears some movement coming from behind him. With his military reflexes, he spins round to see a Mongo survivor; bloodied and wielding a combat knife he is about to stab the unsuspecting kid but Castle knocked the kid out of the way in the nick of time while also getting slashed across the face by the Mongos knife.
Dunn: Take him out!
Slater tackled the Mongo to the ground before getting up and emptying half his clip into the Mongos face. As the attacker lies dead on the ground, the Punishers tend to Castle. Belle and Whitter sit him up against the wall while the kid tends to his injury.
Whitter: Boss are you alright.
Castle: I'm fine just…
Belle: Can you still take the shot?
Castle: I … I can't, there's too much blood in my eyes.
Belle: Do we abort?
Everyone stares and waits for Castle to give the command … But instead he does the complete unexpected.
Castle: Take the shot.
He looks up to the kid who just stares back at him.
Castle: Watson, now! you're the only one who can do it.
The young member of the Punishers slid over to take up the sniper position, after tearing off her Balaclava to reveal the long red hair of Mary Jane Watson. She readies her weapon, stares down the rifles scope and quickly finds her target; Governor Cazor as he is being escorted into the facility by a detachment of troops.
She lines up her sights, moves her forefinger into position and takes a slow deep breath before squeezing the trigger.
It all seemed to happen in slow motion to her … watching the enemy shoulders scatter in a panic as the Governor slowly collapse onto the ground. She never even flinched at the kickback from her rifle or shudder at the explosive noise that emanated from the gun barrel. She didn't feel anything at that exact moment, all she knew was that she did what she simply needed to do.
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