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"Speaking"
'Thoughts'
'Telepathic'
-Starchild-
"PRIME!"
The enraged bellow from above caught the attention of the emerald God-king, his comrades-in-arms by his side as always on his new home of Sakaar… a world full of monsters. But while they stabbed him… burned him… and ate at his very flesh… he never forgot the REAL monsters.
The puny humans who sent him here.
Doctor Strange. Mr. Fantastic. Iron Man. Black Bolt.
They shot him into space. They thought they were saving their world. They thought he was finally dead…
But he survived.
Because he is the Green Scar… The WorldBreaker… the Eye of Anger… The Hulk.
… And now he has returned to reclaim his former homeland.
Briefly turning a blind eye to his infernal rage, Hulk looked towards the sky. He saw nothing. He didn't recognized the name of Prime, nor did he care. He had grown too powerful to be concerned with petty things like fear or doubt, he had wrestled with gods and beings of higher dimensions before and survived. What was left for him was the 'avenging' of his people and world, the only things he cared for more than his own life.
"Puny humans," announced Hulk, his godly presence displayed across the entire planet via holograms. "I've come to SMASH. And you should know who's to blame. You call them heroes. I call them MONSTERS. Listen to what they told me before they tried to kill me-"
A secret transmission played the recordings of the four members the world's most famous heroes, every pair of eyes on Earth watched the calm collective of Earth's Mightiest Heroes.
"I always thought of us as friends, Bruce. So I am truly, genuinely sorry," Mr. Fantastic spoke first. "But for your sake and ours, we're sending you away. It's the only way we can be sure."
"Iron Man. Mr. Fantastic. Doctor Strange. Black Bolt. They shot me into space. Sent me to a planet called Sakaar. Where I could be cut- even killed. Where the Emperor made me a slave. And then a Gladiator. They sent me to DIE." Five figures suddenly appeared to the left of the emerald King. "But I survived. With my Warbound. Korg. Miek. Elloe. Brood. Hiroim. We made a world. I was the Green King. And Caiera the Oldstrong was my Queen."
Shot by shots of the Hulk'd life continued to pass by for the billions of humans watching attentively; the various battles in the arena, the witness of the Hulk's blood giving life to the desolate war-world, the eventual revolution and crowning of its new king, and the wedding of its new royalty.
"But your "heroes" sent a bomb. Killed a million people… including my wife and unborn child. Now THIS city shall fall. You have twenty-four hours to evacuate. When I return, I want to see Mr. Fantastic, Iron Man, and Doctor Strange. And if they're not here-" The Green Scar roughly pulled the bloodied figure of Black Bolt in front of him, the Inhuman king's feet dangling pathetically like a whipped child. "I'll do this… to your whole damned planet."
Throwing the Inhuman king off his ship, many miles above the city of New York, the Hulk ventured back to his ship. Awaiting for the right moment.
-Starchild-
Washington D.C.
"Norad, this is Iron Man. I'm taking over satellites Baker David Five, Six and Nine." The Golden Avenger blasted off immediately after witnessing the events unfold in New York. The genius, billionaire, playboy philanthropist understood the wiles of the Hulk, his incredible strength being noted by all in the community of meta-humans. As was- is- his rage.
"Sir, wait. Whatever hit those satellites jinxed the coding, uploaded who-knows-what viruses and Trojans and-"
"I didn't ask permission," Tony Stark interrupted, rising ever higher into the stars. "I'm tapping into the satellite's mainframes, rewriting the code, rerouting and anti-virusing on the fly…"
"Can you do that?"
"J-Just… Watch me…"
"Incredible. His body's laced with some kind of cybernetic material- he's used it to take back control… but now he's locked into those satellites."
"Stupid humans," Hulk growled, a placid smirk set on his lips.
"GAAAH!" The high-tech Knight's armor spasmed suddenly.
"What is it, sir?"
"I thought I firewalled it… but they modified their EMP. Took out the satellites again. Feedback hit me like a brick…"
"Give us an hour. We're rebooting the ground network to get the nukes online."
"He withstood Black Bolt's voice. Do you think your machines can stop him?" came the astral voice of Doctor Strange, floating admist the vastness of the stars. "He's never been angrier. So he's never been stronger."
"I've always appreciated your straight-forward insight-fullness," Iron Man remarked sharply. "Use your magic Stephen. Send him away-"
"So he can tear apart someone ELSE'S world? And come back even STRONGER? No. We created this problem. We must solve it." The astral projection of Doctor Strange floated towards Iron Man. "We have twenty-four hours. Each of us must prepare in his own way. In the meantime, my comrades will help you evacuate the city… if you can resist arresting them for a few hours."
"I'll do more than that. All unregistered superheroes who help will get a full pardon if they turn themselves in when this is all over."
"A nice sentiment. Sadly, it assumes we'll all be ALIVE when this is over." The somber smile on the Sorcerer Supreme spoke quite loudly amongst the quiet vacuum.
"Iron Man, are you there?"
"Yes, Mr. President," Iron Man answered, facing towards the blue jewel of a planet.
"What's going on?"
"We're evacuating Manhattan."
"... God help us all."
"I'm afraid we can't arrange for that, sir."
-Starchild-
"... But we're working on the next best thing."
"I stopped that hurricane in Bogota, just like you asked, Reed," a short golden-blonde shaggy haired man answered quietly, clutching his hands close together.
"Well done, Robert. That's the Graduated Exposure Therapy. Getting you used to being out in the world," complimented the unmasked face of Tony Stark. The leader of the Fantastic Four stood next to him patiently.
"So what's next? An earthquake? A volcano?" inquired Robert.
"Close," Tony continued. "It's the Hulk."
Robert's blue eyes widened in sheer bewilderment. "The Hulk… Is he in trouble?"
"You could say that."
Leaning forward on his couch, Robert closed his eyes to the implication.
"Robert?" Tony gently called out.
"The Hulk's my friend."
"That's right, Robert," soothed Mr. Fantastic. "When you're around him, he calms down."
"His skin stops hurting. He feels better," Robert stated.
"I think he'd like to see you."
"The last time I saw the Hulk, he was fighting the Void," Opening his eyes to avoid the glimpse of that horrendous moment, Robert's eyes couldn't withhold that same dread. "And the Void broke every bone in his body. And then… and then I found out that I was the Void."
"Robert. You defeated the Void, remember?" Tony encouraged. "You're the most powerful human being in the universe."
"I don't… I don't…"
"Robert. We need you."
"The Hulk needs you," Reed Richards urged forwardly.
His heart raced wit the thought of returning to the one person he refused to let back in. But… if it was to help his friend… His face perspired and a dazzling light began to engulf his very essence, blinding the entire house and the two heroes.
Standing tall and proud alongside his fellow heroes was the Sentry, a mortal god compromised with the power of a million suns. "All right," the Sentry announced. "I'm ready." Iron Man and Mr. Fantastic began their first steps towards the exit of the home. "Ah, Tony," Sentry called to the Golden Avenger. "A word, please…"
-Starchild-
"Absolutely incredible-" the late night newscopter for Channel 7 News filmed the footage of the first battle between the Hulk and Iron Man; a fierce display of Man, Machine, Nature and its fury clashed in a no-holds bar fight. "Hang on, we're picking up some kind of transmission…"
"This is Tony Stark. Iron Man, Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. And yes, I fired the Hulk into space. So if you need someone to blame for his return… blame ME."
The free-fall between the Iron Avenger and the Green Scar quickly displayed the raw power of its collision, continuing their altercation all the down, creating a very large crater in the city.
"But everything I've done… Everything I'll do today… everything I'll ever do… I do to protect this world. Someone once told me that with great power comes great responsibility. That's usually thought of as a lesson for children. A simple injunction to do the right thing. But there's nothing simple about it. When I put on this armor, I took on more power than any human was intended to have… any maybe more responsibility than my heart could bear. But today… I will do my job."
The fierce roar of malice charged towards Stark, its glowing neon eyes igniting the flames within the Green Scar.
"I will protect you…" Countering the Hulk's lunge with a suckerpunch to his kidneys, Stark launched the green behemoth straight through several city blocks. "No matter what it takes…"
-Starchild-
"Will you burn with me, as I burn with you?"
"Yes."
"Holku…"
"... This is where you belong. With your people. With your Queen. With your child."
The innocent, faint sound of beeping… such a sound… followed by the fires of death and destruction unleashed an unholy force of nature that wasn't meant to be seen; the kind of nature that could destroy entire universes.
The beeping killed his life, his love, his happiness, his everything.
Because of him… because of what the heroes and people of Earth thought of him… they had created him to be this.
"I will never leave you."
His blood pumped with godly fire, boiling his skin within… Like his wife's flesh staining his skin with the stench of his sins…
"You… You… YOU KILLED HER!" the demon ravaged within his soul, leaping headfirst into the inbound Avenger.
"Oh… hell."
-Starchild-
The damned remains of the Avenger's Tower served as a mark for the petty foolish of its guardians trying to play god with a being who rivaled gods. Ironically it was a creature creature from their own hubris attempts to recreate a supreme human.
Across the far reaches of the city, Iron Fist witnesses the destruction of the Avenger's Tower. No words real enough convey the power he could feel within his own bones. "My God…" Dropping through the open access of the rooftop, Iron Fist tries to comprehend the magnitude of the situation. "The Hulk's crushed Iron Man like a tin can. He's- Come on, Doctor Strange. We can't just hide here in the mansion behind your illusions. Luke and Spider-Woman and Spider-Man are out there- he's going to KILL them all, and then-"
"The Hulk was never a killer Danny," Doctor Strange countered soberly.
"Well, maybe his attitude got shifted a little after his supposed 'friends' exiled him to an alien planet and blew up his wife and home." retorted Iron Fist.
"Strange had nothing to do with that, Iron Fist," defended the black and gold trimmed Ronin.
"Not the killing, Ronin," emphasized Strange, revealing his presence beyond the cosmic construct of the universe surrounding them. "But Danny's right. Black Bolt, Iron Man, Reed Richards and I shot the Hulk into space. Whatever happened to him started with us. So now he blames us four. Perhaps rightly so. So go. Let him take me. Maybe that's the only way."
"What are you talking about?" protested Iron Fist. "You're the Sorcerer Supreme. You could stop all of this with a twitch of your finger."
"You mean send him away again? So he can return even angrier?" objected the Sorcerer Supreme. "It is an endless cascade of insanity, repeating the past events in hopes of a different solution."
"No. Kill him."
The Sorcerer Supreme glanced darkly at his student. "And lose my soul forever, Echo? No. There is another way. Pray for me children. For I have begun the incantations… and I know not where they'll lead. I'm searching for a hero… the only one who can defeat and redeem the Hulk in the same instant… a hero who has face unfair travesty by the ones he trusted… to live in scorn and haplessness… But my spell will only work if he lets me in…"
-Starchild-
"PRIME!" The Daxamite's cry reverberated across the destroyed remnants of New York City, his amber eyes calculating the last sentient thought he had. Shifting his eyes in every direction, he saw the rubble and piles of debris scattered everywhere and pieces of buildings raining from above. This was New York, he recognized… but he didn't recognize these people.
The Source Wall must've transported him to another universe, though this was different for a reason. It felt all too familiar to him… had he seen this before? From the Infinite Crisis?
"Leave. Now," the deep baritone from behind the Daxamite forced Isun to address the nine foot tall green behemoth cladded in gladitoral armor. Blinking in partial surprise of the green giant, Isun looked towards the piles of broken and unconscious bodies of what he assumed to be heroes. "I know you can hear me boy, I will not warn you again. I know you have something to do with Strange."
"Strange is one way of putting it," Isun mused, his brow furrowing as he faced the green giant. He eyed the newcomer with weary, seeing the rage behind those eyes. "This is not my concern, I'm looking for someone called Prime. Has a 'S' shaped scar on his chest."
"I don't care," replied the green warrior. "I want their heads." He point past the boy, towards the piles of bodies. "Not them, but the ones responsible for killing my family, my people."
His body froze, his subconscious tightening his hand into a fist. His muscles bulged underneath his armor, his skin; the sight of a light brighter than any star came before him… Turning back to the bodies, he caught sight of a woman of emerald green skin standing up, holding onto her injured right arm.
"Damn it, Bruce," the woman said, green blood leaking from her nose and lip. In any other day, she would've been sensationally attractive. Now, however, was not one of those nights. "Once you kill those four, you think that'll solve anything?"
"Yes," Hulk answered. "This is what I wanted, and I almost have it." He looked beyond the horizon to the Baxter Building. "Two down, two to go."
The green woman noticed the boy off to the side, too close for his own good. "Get out of here kid, this isn't time to play Spider-Man with the heroics."
Ignoring the insult, Isun followed the Hulk's stare. "They took everything from you?"
"They thought of me as a monster, yet they killed millions trying to get rid of me. And I was far away from them, still they hunted me," Hulk said. "Now I bring the fight back to them, let them show the monster they created." The bright neon eyes casted its gaze on the young Daxamite, studying him. "Prime… you and I must be the same then, I can see that anger dwelling inside you. Waiting to be unleashed."
Subconsciously swallowing his throat, Isun recalled the memories of every detail perfectly… San Fransico, the Anti-Montior, Sodam Yat and Ion, the destruction of Daxam… his first kiss… her death shortly afterward…
"Swear you allegiance to me," the Hulk offered. "If you have been chosen by Strange to kill me, then I will allow you the chance to become your own man. To earn your freedom."
The Daxamite casted a dark look at the Green Scar, his nose twitching as his own anger began to cloud his judgment. "I don't need to earn anything from you. If you and I are the same, then I'll leave to finish this by yourself. You kill yours, I'll kill mine."
The Hulk snorted, a dark smirk etched on his face as he stomped pass the Daxamite. "Shame, but I respect a man who gets a little blood on his hands."
Isun blinked a few times, recollecting his past events. His shoulders began to ease their tension as he began to remember her words. Darting his amber eyes to the green woman, her futile attempts to block the Hulk's rampage, the Daxamite's right fist began to tremble; his heart beating fiercely in his chest.
Kara would want him to do the right thing. He owed her that much, for the failure he brought to her end. He would stop this, then kill Prime. It was all he had left.
-Starchild-
"Bruce," She-Hulk urged one final time to appeal to her cousin. "You can't let all these people suffer because of what Stark, Richards, Strange, and Bolt did to you, it's-"
"Not fair?" interrupted Hulk. "You have some nerve telling ME what is and what isn't fair. No, this was the one chance I had at happiness, and it was taken from me! By them! Those who I called friends!" The low animalistic growl reverberated in his chest, the pulses of the savage beating down the barriers. "You can't beat me Jen, you never were strong enough to defeat me." Rearing his fist back, allowing as much strength to pump in his veins, the sudden halt threw the Hulk off greatly; standing him and his cousin was the boy, in his silver and crimson armor, amber orbs locked onto neon green.
"This ends now," Isun declared. "I made a promise to Kara that I would defend Earth, a place I never had a reason to care for. Until she came. Even if it's not her Earth, it's still Earth." Pushing the Green Scar's fist back with great strength, the shocked looks of those who were still conscious in the surrounding area and across the world could not process a feasible thought. A child, at that, was pushing back the Hulk… a creature most feared, even more than some villains.
Spittle flew from the Hulk's mouth as a well-placed elbow struck into his gut, part of the Daxamite's forearm blocked the overhead strike from the Hulk, breaking the ground beneath them. Yet the Daxamite stayed in place, though he felt his bones vibrate from the force.
"You're as strong as a Kryptonian," remarked Isun. "Interesting. I doubt that you have any set of powers besides strength." Grabbing the thick forearm of the Hulk with both hands, Isun flipped the giant behemoth over his shoulder, flinging him high into the sky.
"You dare attack our king, Earthman!" shouted Korg, launching himself blindly towards the young man. Catching the Kronan's battle axe mid-swing, Isun snatched it away and struck down on the Kronan's arm, slicing it off. Kicking the rock monster squarely, sending him flying at break-neck speed, the Daxamite tossed the axe into the air, caught it once more, and flung back at the feet of the WarBound.
"Leave now, or the next attack will kill you," threatened Isun. "All of you."
A booming thunder shook the foundations of the city, followed by another thunder that created a crater behind the Daxamite. Isun managed to grab the green woman and pull her next to him before the crash.
"Is your arm broken?" asked Isun.
"Dislocated," she said, trying to roll her shoulder back into- "GAAH!" The rich snap and crackle of setting bone shot ghastly pain into She-Hulk's shoulder, however it quickly dulled into annoyance. "Damn it! At least warn me before touching me!"
Isun muttered something inaudibly, not particularly caring about her discomfort. He probably could handle all of them by myself, this Hulk himself would be his biggest problem. It would be safer to have some kind of numbers advantage. "You have a lot of heroes left standing?"
"Any that can take on the jolly green giant and his misfit minions? Nope…"
The Daxamite cleared his throat, calculating the best possible scenario for this group of Earth's heroes. "Does the name Strange sound familiar? Cause that's what he said earlier," Isun nodded towards the Hulk. "Is he some sort of Sorcerer?"
"The Sorcerer Supreme, the end all be all of everything magical. Pretty Dumbledore on extreme steroids," She-Hulk explained. "If he did bring you here, and judging by you catching the Hulk's punch, then you must be a godsend for us."
"I'm guessing that you're related," ventured Isun.
"Cousins… apparently we're having a family feud right now," She-Hulk stared angrily at her cousin. "Nothing like tough love and a few smacks won't fix."
"I guess the snappy wit is the same everywhere on any Earth," chuckled Isun, turning to face the WarBound.
"Then you haven't met our friendly neighborhood smartass," She-Hulk smirked. "I'm willing to change places with you. You can have Jade Jaws, you'll probably fare better than me right now."
"Sure, give me the dangerous one," Isun grumbled. From the corner of his eye, the Daxamite saw the Hulk pulling his arms back far from his body.
"Hulk! SMASH!" the Hulk roared, slamming his hands together to unleash hurricane force winds; ripping apart the ground and shattering all the windows in the nearby area, even burying some of the heroes further underground.
Hovering a few stories above the highest skyscraper, the Daxamite carried the injured Gamma beauty in his arms. 'Definitely as strong as a Kryptonian,' noted Isun. He still had the advantage of surprise and the various powerset of his people. "I'm guessing that you and him only have strength to rely on?"
"And regeneration, the kind that's pretty much impossible to kill," She-Hulk said.
"Like Doomsday," said Isun absently.
"You faced someone like this before?" asked She-Hulk.
The Daxamite didn't answer her question, however his demeanor did. Looking behind him, he saw equipment being built at the top of the tower. "Friends of yours?"
"The Baxter Building, home of the Fantastic Four, and the residential home of anything strange and unusual in the universe, microverse, macroverse, or any verse," She-Hulk explained. "Also the leader is the one that my cousin wants to kill."
"Great," grumbled Isun. "Won't be long before he shows up."
"Let's not waste any time, I'm guessing you already know the superhero drill," gathered She-Hulk.
"I'll end this quickly," Isun declared, quickly flying over to the balcony of the Baxter Building and dropped of the Gamma beauty. "Rest up, I won't be long."
"Hold on! You're crazy if you think you can beat all of them by yourself!" shouted She-Hulk, trying to convince the boy not to kill himself.
"Maybe, but I fought crazier in the past… the kind that tear apart multiverses," With that little bit said, the Daxamite blasted off back to the battlefield. Tightening her jaw at the boy's apparent brashness, Jennifer was ready to leap after him when an old friend called to her.
"Not yet, Jen, we need to see what we're dealing with," Richards said, his elongated body stretching in every imaginable angle. "If Strange did find him, and if he beats the Hulk, then he becomes our problem to handle next. Another hero with seemingly unfathomable power defeating one of the strongest beings on Earth is going to cause havoc."
"He's just a kid!" defended Jennifer. "Clearing after our- YOUR- mess! No one on this planet should have to deal with this if you didn't decided to play God! But you did, you ALWAYS have! Everytime you've claimed to do something "good" or to "better mankind" we have to suffer for it!"
"Jennifer," the calmer voice of Susan Storm intervened. "I understand your plight, believe me. But let's focus on the main problem: stopping your cousin. Then we can give Reed a piece of our minds. Ororo, T'Challa, how long until the machine's ready?"
"I can finish the last three panels on my own," Richards stated. "You get out of here now!"
"Too late," Ororo noted. "He's here."
The green figure leaping boldly towards them, and getting closer was interrupted by a sliver and crimson figure blitzing the Hulk's side, knocking him down to the pavement below. One of the buildings started to shake apart from its foundations, and launched fiercely at Isun.
Amber eyes changing to bold crimson, and a stream of fire hotter than the sun casted the building to naught but ash, and the fire continued to the streets below, a large chain of explosions rupturing.
"He is buying time," T'Challa observed. "Let us not squander this opportunity, She-Hulk we'll help you take care of this WarBound while he deals with the Hulk. But I fear for every second the boys waits, the stronger Hulk will become. And I'm sure he doesn't know that."
The slow realization of the Hulk's true strength, his real power, dawned to Jennifer. Even if the boy, or Kryptonian, or whatever he called himself, didn't settle this quickly, then the Earth would be doomed.
"Looks like a job for Superman," another young man announced from above, descending onto the balcony side. She-Hulk, Susan Storm, Reed Richards, Ororo and T'Challa contemplated this new arrival with great caution. "So much distrust over someone you just met, yet you're letting him fight your battles for you, what kind of heroes are you?"
She-Hulk narrowed her eyes at the blatant insult. "Listen, kid, I don't need your smartass telling me how to do my job."
"No, you just need someone to do it for you," the boy countered smugly. "Luckily the Man of Steel, or Superman for short, can handle this." The boy pointed towards his bare chest, the burned markings of an 'S' shield very visible, almost sickeningly.
"Hey, Fonzy," called the blazing glory of the Human Torch, hovering a few feet above everyone else. "I appreciate the John Travolta thing you got going, but I don't think we'll help from some crazy cult fanboy."
The boy shrugged his shoulders. "Fine, just don't come crying to me when the Hulk kills him. As the old saying goes, 'Hulk is strongest there is.'"
A/N: Hey guys, hopefully you'll enjoy this new story!
This one is a bit different, more of an experimental idea I had for a while, but as you can see it's dealing with Isun Te… in the Marvel universe. When I first had the Infinite Crisis in mind, I had planned on the trilogy. But one day I had the thought of 'What would someone like Isun Te be like in the Marvel universe?' and BOOM! Idea made lol.
And since the events of the Infinite Crisis: New Destiny still serves as canon (if you will) then all the events in that story transpire to these events here. Makes it easier for everyone though the backstory for Isun Te is largely unknown (even in the Infinite Crisis: Rebirth storyline).
Another reason for this story, and kinda stupidly enough, I was curious on the romance pairing and what kind of pairing would be a good matchup for Isun Te… Sue me, I'm a sucker for good, cheesy romance at times XD.
So feel free to come with any sort of pairing/shipping names for the Daxamite XD.
Continuing back to the story, as you can see, this takes place at the beginning of the World War Hulk arc. I felt like this would be the best place to start in Marvel's history as the tone and feels somewhat familiar enough to Infinite Crisis to be compatible (though a lot would argue the Skrull Wars, Secret Wars or Infinity Wars would make a lot more sense… there's a reason why I haven't used those… YET) for Isun's character to relate to this incident.
Harem-
Jean Grey, She-Hulk, X-23, Hope Summers, Carol Danvers, Storm, Rogue, Emma Frost, Sue Storm, Enchantress, Sif, Red She-Hulk
Power Scale-
Galaxy to Galaxy+:
Superboy Prime
Solar System to Solar System+:
World War Hulk (Base strength)
The Sentry
Isun Te (Earth-1/Post-Crisis era)
Thor
Jean Grey
Star to Star+:
Hulk (Normally; Dwarf Star)
She-Hulk (Same as Hulk)
Red Hulk (Same as Hulk)
Red She-Hulk (Same as Hulk)
Hyperion (Dwarf Star)
