Internal deceit
"What shall we do?" Asked Darth Sidious. "That is none of your concern, my apprentice. You will be told what to do when the time comes." Darth Revan told his prodigy. "Now, leave me. I must speak to our wand-wielding friend. I sense great power in him. More than that foolish god, anyways." Sidious retreated to his quarters. Revan moved to pull the large, dark oak doors, but they opened by themselves before he grasped the door knobs. Standing in the light of a burning fire was a man wearing long robes. The silhouette of his bare head and the sound of that odd language he spoke instantly identified him as Lord Voldemort. "Come in." He wisply spoke. Revan entered and the doors closed behind him. The room was plain. The walls and floor a deep black gave a sense that in was a black hole, engulfing all who enter in its eerie darkness. "You wanted to speak to me." Voldemort said, signaling Revan to begin. "Yes. As you may know, there is a great weakness to our plan. The god. This, Loki, he lacks conviction. He is powerful but he doesn't harness it's entirety." Revan crossed his arms over his chest. "If we are to succeed in crushing our enemies then we must cut loose ends." Voldemort stood unmoving, still gazing into the fire. "What do you suggest?" He asked tentatively. "He has been captured. A team is supposed to collect him. All of this according to his plan. But what he will not know is that it is no longer his plan. But ours." Voldemort continued to listen, considering the Sith's plan." We go with the team personally and while the chaos happens, we kill him. Then we will be able to truly achieve our goals."
"His men will not stand for betrayal." Voldemort had turned around and said. "Then we dispose of them. They are nothing to our combined forces. Whether you join or not, my plan will still happen. So, Lord Voldemort, will you be assisting or not?" Revan asked. "I will not work for you!" The Dark Lord yelled. "You wouldn't be. In this we have the same goal: to watch the world burn." Taking a moment to mull things over, Voldemort finally shook Revan's hand. " I accept." He said sporting an evil grin.
The Helicarrier had become crowded over the next few days. The Jedi had been able to contact their home-galaxy, and reinforcements had been dispatched. Several members of The Order of The Phoenix had arrived as well. The S.H.I.E.L.D agents were hard at work trying to find any traces of Voldemort or Revan, while a high security detail was assigned to keep watch over the imprisoned Loki. His presence added even more tension to the already stressful situation. "So, you were the first of the many super beings that protected this planet?" Marek asked Steve Rogers. As a curious outsider, Marek had taken to asking a lot of questions about Earth and it's greatest protectors. In turn he and the rest of the present inhabitants of his galaxy were asked questions ranging from how their lightsabers worked to what the many worlds they've been to looked. "That's right." Steve responded. "Fasinating. I confess myself still in awe about the fact that we discovered a new galaxy."
The PA sounded. "Will all specialty operatives please meet in the briefing station." It sounded the message twice more as everybody made their way to the required area. Marek met up with Obi-wan and Anakin. Together with Jett and Ahsoka they headed to the bridge.
When they arrived, it was conpletely empty, except for two men standing on the large glass viewing window. One had a black trench coat on. He was obviously Director Fury, but the other was elderly and wore long blue robes and had long gray hair. He sported a beard that gave Oppo Rancisis' a run for its money and gold half-moon glasses donned his head. "Welcome." Nick greeted roughly. "Now that everyone's here, we can begin proper introductions. Professor, would you like to take it from here for your group?" The old man nodded to Nick and began speaking. "Certainly Nick. May I start with myself. I am Albus Dumbledore and I founded the Order of the Phoenix. Will my cohorts please step forward?" He said gesturing to the wizards. Five people walked up and grouped together. One moved in front of the rest. His face scarred. He supported himself with an elaborate walking stick, which seemed necessary due to left leg being made of metal. A noticeable feature of his, was the electric blue eye ball that constantly whizzed in its socket. "Ex-Auror Alastor Moody. Many have taken to calling me Mad-Eye, quite frankly I don't care, whatever floats your boat." The man bluntly spoke. The next to step forward was a younger female with bright pink hair. "I'm Tonks." She said with a small wave. A few more people followed after her. Then it was time for Marek and the rest of his group. They ran through their introductions quickly, as did the Avengers when they came up. Nick moved to the center of the room as everyone waited for what was next. "Now that that's taken care of, we can really get down to business. You are all here for a reason. Whether it be by accident," he said looking to Marek, Obi-wan and the others. " you are needed." he looked to the Order and The Avengers. "We all have a thing in common: we defend those who can't defend themselves. We, sometimes literally, go to the end of the universe to fight for a just society." He moved his eye over the crowd. "That's why you're here. Because out there, in an unknown place, our enemies have combined their forces. And they're going to use them to get what they want: an unfree world. An authorian regime. But there is a flaw in their plan. And that flaw is us." Everyone looked to each other then focused back on Nick. "We are the universes only hope. Together we will defeat them. Together we will defend the innocent. Together we are The Defenders. And now is the time when we are needed." As he finished a collective nod fall over the group. "We have one of our enemies. You can be damn sure we'll find the others. You're dismissed." The room began clearing. "Commander Doom." Called out Obi-wan. He moved them near a corner. "I know we're supposed to be working with these guys, but the deception could still be present. Take a look around and report back to me. And don't tell Marek. Is that understood?" He handed the clone a communicatior. "Yes sir." Doom replied before going on his way.
Dun dun dun! Deception is weeding its way into both sides. Will Revan and Voldemort succeed? Will Obi-Wan's curiosity turn out shocking results? We will find out next chapter. Peace peeps.
~PhoenixWriter67