Disclaimer: Kim Possible and all characters portrayed and/or implied inside that television animated program belong solely unto Walt Disney Productions.
X-Men, created by Stan Lea and Jack Kirby, and published by Marvel Comics.
A host of other villains appear: Ra's al Ghoul from Batman Series; Tony Stark (Iron Man), Captain America, Thor, and Hawkeye, from Avengers, created by Stan Lea and Jack Kirby, also published by Marvel Comics; Spider-Man, created by Stan Lea and Steve Ditko, and expanded by Brian Michael Bandis, and published by Marvel Comics under The Ultimate Spider-Man, along with Villains, Modok and Doctor Octopus, Otto Octavius.
S.H.I.E.L.D. created by Stan Lee and Jack Kirby, published by Marvel Comics.
Descent Into The Catacombs
Professor Xavier and Wolverine reappear in the catacombs below.
The Possibles and Stoppables gather around the duo. "Professor," Anne speaks for the rest, "why are we down here?"
"I wish I knew. Only..." A predatory screech silences him. Professor Charles Xavier and Wolverine whips their heads around. And there she stood.
"The Dark..."
"...Phoenix," Jim rasps, backing away, terrified from her malefic presence.
"I wish everyone would quit spouting that bullshit! I'm her daughter! Not her1" She huffs, plowing her naked hand through a solid granite support column.
"Whoa!" Ron claps, impressed.
"Calm down, My Dear," Professor Xavier tries to calm her down. He didn't want an Omega class mutant losing control on campus. Teachers and students would unnecessarily get hurt.
"Father," she kneels, dropping her head, "I'm sorry..."
"Father?" Wolverine knew she meant him.
"I'm sorry..."
"Father?" Wolverine spews back. Again. Only, with more contempt.
"You must not remember? Mother hypnotized, and seduced you. Rather, the Dark Phoenix did, when it took control of her body. Later, she learnt she was with child, but didn't abort me. She chose a surrogate to carry me full term. Her name was Bella Herrera, Celesta Herrera's daughter, an alias of Pamela Lilian Isley, a.k.a. Poison Ivy. Jean perished before my birth. Bella fled America settling in Mexico. The village doctor couldn't stop her bleeding. She perished of postpartum hemorrhaging (PPH).
Father Jose Sanchez blessed my birth, not realizing my parentage. Poison Ivy fled with me, that night, even arranged my adoption by a nice Japanese family. I was 9, two men attacked my mother. No one ever my family about my being a mutant. I'd never accessed my powers, until that night. I lost control massacring those men. My mother grabbed me and fled, hoping no one could identify us.
Two days later. Around 2:00 a.m. in the morning. Those men's compatriots showed up at my home with blood in their eyes. They shot, and left me for dead, slaying the rest of my family: my mother, my father, three brothers, and two sisters, all dead.
I can't say what happened that night. Something in me changed. Inconsolable rage became my own constant companion. I massacred 300 gang elders to avenge my family. I was about to commit jigai, when Mariko Yashida found me.
I wanted to kill her. Every fiber of my being thirsted for her blood. I stopped when she mentioned your name. Plus, she understood my powers, assured me the world wasn't ready. I agreed, and let her put me into stasis inside my temple, where Kim Possible released me many, many years later".
"Wait. You know my Kimmie-Cub," James Possible sounded genuinely surprised.
"Yes," she nods her head. "It's my fault she's hurt. I advised her, turn me in, tell authorities that she'd found my temple. Sure, they'd resumed hunting me. Why would that really matter? The Yashida clan still have a price on my head, over killing so many of their people".
"Father, I share this now, to build some parental rapport, nor earn your pity. Facts are. You don't know me. Nor I you, or Mama. We're strangers.
My own Father didn't even know I existed.
My own Mother didn't want me, and threw me away, like yesterday's garbage, or so I thought, for so many years.
My surrogate mother, Isley's daughter, perished in hard labor, cursing me with her dying breath.
Adoptive parents murdered. Over me. A mutant.
Mariko Yashida recognized the similarities in mine and the Dark Phoenix's powers. She put me in stasis fearing I'd become the next Dark Phoenix, or worse.
"I guess, I'll take these people and leave".
Wolverine never said anything, only stood there, cold and emotionless, the whole time.
She took his silence as her cue to leave, "We won't bother you or your friends any longer, Father".
"No, don't leave," Professor X couldn't get an exact read on her. He sensed her volatile emotional state and surging powers. He feared she might explode, like her mother, if not handled with care, "Kim Possible was more ill than we initially suspected. Moving her the first time was risky enough. But, you had no choice then.
You do now. And doing so again would surely kill this young woman. Dr. Possible did emergency surgery patching her internal bleeding. Leave her here, and we'll watch over her and these nice people. Handle what you must. You are welcome to come back to this school anytime you wish, My Dear".
"That will change," she snaps indolently, "especially when you learn the true nature of my powers. You never really understood mother's. Nor did she. Mine eclipses hers".
"Father," her voice cracks with tears, "I'm sorry my being alive grieves you so much. You hide your emotions well. I still sense your vexation. Mostly over me. I can't help I survived and Mama didn't. All I can say is, she sensed her end near, and did what she thought was right, at the time, given her debilitating state of mind. For you. For Cyclops. For the X-Men. Especially me.
She knew, you weren't ready to be a father. Raising a daughter, who'd not only possess her powers, but could possibly favor her so greatly. How right she was! People are forever confusing us, thinking, I'm the Dark Phoenix risen again to exact my revenge. Truth is, it hurt me to admit this. Mama acted wisely when she gave me away. My being raised here would've surely opened so many wounds. My presence alone could've torn this team apart, staring with you and Cyclops killing one another.
Mother could've saved herself. Instead, she accepted her inevitable death. Hoping it'd help solidify the X-Men's bond endangered by Cyclops, yours, and her love triangle. She chose life for me arranging a surrogate mother. Admittedly, he didn't chose a solid role model. At least, she tried. She knew, my presence would only undermine what she was dying to protect. Maybe that's why you really hate me so sorely. And I can't say I blame you". She vanishes in thin air.
"Logan, she poured her heart out. Unto you. Why didn't you say something, anything?"
"I don't know, Chuck". Wolverine walks away but only gets so far. He stops and turns back around adding, " "I honestly don't know. My mind's numb and I need to think," he storms off, more furious with himself than anyone else.
Taste of Betrayal
Baron Wolfgang Von Strucker pounded his desk irately. He'd heard nothing but one piece of bad news after another. And his phone wouldn't stop ringing. That mutant destroyed Eon-A-Core, Iroh Base, and twenty-six other Hydra bases worldwide. Her actions costed his sect alone nearly $300 billion. What really irked him, she only destroyed their secret bases, but left their corporate 'fronts' intact. He was currently hiding at Trask Industries, inside the executive, subterranean panic room.
Mason Von Richter rushes inside the vault, snaps his heels together saluting, "Hail, Hydra, and its Supreme One, the only true Grand Imperator, Baron Wolfgang Von Strucker".
"What news do you bring me, Richter?"
"Disturbing, I'm afraid, Master," he states with tact. "It seems, we may have celebrated that nosy S.H.I.E.L.D.'s agent's death too soon. Fury and half his people are tearing apart the helicarrier, as we speak, Great One".
"Is she still aboard?" Strucker slams his hands against his desk.
Richter swivels his notebook computer pressing play. A video pops up on its tiny screen. Dragon Phoenix declares S.H.I.E.L.D. Agent Aurora Knight still being alive. The time stamp proved this video being over two days old.
"Why haven't I seen this sooner?" Strucker yells over his lieutenant's incompetence.
Richter pauses the video, "Our people only learnt about its existence late yesterday".
"S.H.I.E.L.D. had this.. this video," Strucker sputters, pointing towards the screen, "this whole time!" He yells that last part louder than ever.
"Yes, Supreme One," Richter nods, avoiding direct eye contact. .
"Why didn't Maddox alert us? Don't we pay her enough?"
Richter discerns his boss' ire. "This next video will explain that, Grand Imperator," he presses play.
Baron Wolfgang Von Strucker listened very impatiently and only getting madder by the minute. This mutant, whoever she was, instigated their top S.H.I.E.L.D. operative with betraying Hydra, and what burned worse, he couldn't refute her logic. Why didn't he spot these same discrepancies?
"It'd seem, Chairman Maddox didn't simply betray us. She's fed this mutant S.H.I.E.L.D. and Hydra secrets. That'd surely explain how a lone mutant could deliver us such devastating blows. Find her, and bring her here. Today, Richter!"
"Yes, Sir," Richter salutes his Grand Imperator, before leaving.
Sweetening The Deal
Dragon Phoenix answers her phone on the sixth ring, "Hello".
"Yes," the caller on the other end sounded rattled, and quite unsure about this course of action. "I found this number inside my desk".
"Ah," the receiver sounded mildly portentous, "Saran Maddox, or should I call you, Catalina Mercedes Madison, of 1313 Wildberry Road, Long Island, New York".
"How...?" Shock mixed with terror ties her tongue. She quickly regains her composure asking, "Who's this?"
"Dragon Phoenix".
Saran pales over hearing that name. She'd already delivered Hydra so many crushing blows over the last week. Supreme Hydra Strucker believe she'd fed this mutant Hydra INTEL. Now, this same mutant was her only chance to survive. "You must help me," she implores.
"Why should I?"
"S.H.I.E.L.D., Global Justice, American FBI, CIA, even the NSA are allopenly hunting me, and worse yet, so is Hydra, WEE, and the League of Shadows".
"Not my problem," Dragon Phoenix laughs at her victim's misfortune.
Saran panics, until realizing her tormentor was toying with her calamity. "The hell it isn't," she shouts with great irritation.
Dragon Phoenix laughs, amused by her quip. It told her. Back her mark into a tight enough corner, and she's surely be more willing to cooperate in bringing down her former bosses. Best yet, she could do this without uttering a single word.
An eerie silence separates them. It becomes more unbearable with each passing moment. Saran Maddox loses her nerve defending her assertion, "S.H.I.E.L.D. never suspected my being a double agent, until your little broadcast. Mason Von Richter showed our boss this same video. Baron Wolfgang Von Struckers, Supreme Hydra of the Americas thinks I betrayed Hydra".
"Why didn't you turn it over?" Dragon Phoenix pokes an open wound.
"I couldn't," Saran snaps coldly, "and you damn well know why. You instigated my betraying both S.H.I.E.L.D. and Hydra".
"Yes, I did," Dragon Phoenix preens with more condescending laughter. "Like I said, Lady, why's that my problem?"
This mutant's head games became more unbearable with the mounting pressure of being on the run, never able to rest, 24/7. Her first instinct was to panic. Saran reconsiders this mutant's position. Positive, she wouldn't set up this lifeline, before setting her up, if she intended on simply throwing her unto the wolves. No, she wanted something, and she suspected what that might be.
She sweetens the deal offering, "I'll trade INTEL about three Hydra branches and their allies in exchange for your protection against my former employers". Prolonged silence assured her, she'd gotten her captor's attention, who expected more. Saran wasn't one to disappoint. "I have documentation to help corroborate everything I've said".
"When and where do we meet?"
Saran Maddox hadn't thought that far ahead. She'd been in near panic so long. She only cared about securing protection, though never imagined it possible.
"Lincoln Wilshire's place".
"Excuse me," a voice beacons behind sounding like an elderly lady.
Wanted dead or alive, and being openly hunted by authorities and former employers, Sara wasn't taking any chances, little old lady or not. She clicks her Glock 18 to full-auto whipping around, only no one was there. She turns back around. An invisible hand sucker punches her jaw hard. Sararn Maddox hits the ground, out cold.
Dragon Phoenix transports her newest asset unto her secret base, securing her inside a soundproof cell adjacent Jack Hench's.
Startling Revelation
Thor marched onto the helicarrrier command bridge, followed by Iron Man, Hawkeye, and Captain America in single file.
Fury acknowledges their arrival adjuring them, "Report".
"Not here," Thor insists.
"I said, report".
"Not here," Thor reiterates stronger, and wouldn't give, even under Fury's piercing lour.
Fury immediately knew this was serious. Captain America was a discipline military man. He'd never openly defy a superior's authority otherwise. The helicarrier had several black rooms. Each had its own level of security. The Shadow Committee's room provided the best. "Where then?" Fury gauges this situation's seriousness by Thor's reaction.
"Odin's throne," Thor snaps, offering no apology.
Fury notes two things instantly. Thor had lost his usual easygoing nature. The hardened warrior had crept back unto the surface. His charcoal eyes fill with dread. His usurpatory tone gave Fury ample reason to worry.
"This way," Fury escorts them into the helicarrier lowest bowels, where so few had ever tread. The corridor lined with cameras, sentient drones, bio-metric scanners, and countless other countermeasures. The hallway dead ends outside S.H.I.E.L.D.'s Level-10 Omega Situation Room. (The second most secure Black Ops Room, just under the Shadow Committee's).
He barely steps inside, but comes to an abrupt stop. He saw, but still couldn't believe his eyes. His best security agents spent the last several hours tearing this tube apart looking for her, all to no avail. He comes in here, not even looking for, and finds her, kicked back and feet propped upon his table.
"Scarlett Flame? What the hell are you doing in here?"
"Dragon Phoenix grabbed me a week ago, and shoved me inside here".
"A week ago," Fury rasps. "That's impossible! You rescued Agent Possible only a few days ago".
"Wasn't me, Sir," Aurora attests.
"Wasn't you, then who was it?"
"Dragon Phoenix, Sir".
"Why'd she stage your death?" Fury demands a straight answer.
"She said, and I quote, my death would set certain things into motion". Fury lour demanded more details, which she couldn't provide. "I don't know who or what, Sir. She didn't elaborate, only that my death would prompt select S.H.I.E.L.D. moles to make preemptive moves. Actions, which, if not taken, would upset this Dragon Phoenix's plans, whatever they may be".
"Care to listen? Now?" Thor matches Fury iconic lour.
Fury seals he doors shut, gesturing to available chairs around the conference table.
"Alright, Thor," Fury opens this inquiry, "what about this mutant has you so rattled?"
"Her," Thor pounds clenched fists against the conference table. His companions turn their eyes upon the only woman in the room.
Not Fury. Instincts sharp. He suspected her identity, "You mean, the mutant identifying herself as the Dragon Phoenix?"
"You Earthlings may call her Dragon Phoenix, if you wish," he shakes his head dismissively. "My people know her best as Aconasema, (A-con-a-see-mah)," he sounds out her name.
"Thor," Iron Man probes his frie`nd's side, he'd never seen, "who's Aconasema?"
"A goddess".
"Hah!. A goddess," Scarlett Flames busts up laughing.
"Laugh at your own peril, Wench," Thor jumps up. Fists clenched tightly. Eyes burning with raw indignation, worse than Fury had ever seen.
Scarlett Flame noticed the same, immediately shutting up. He really believed what he's saying. She clears her throat apologizing, "I'm sorry I dismissed you so rudely".
Thor didn't accept or reject her apology. The fact he sat back down, insinuated, he did. "Typical," he snips bitterly. "You Earthlings are so close-minded. Why do you think, even now, I cannot share many things with you? It'd only hamper your evolutionary development. This...this...woman, you call a mutant, is much more".
War In The Heavenlies
"Where'd she come from? And, if she's Jean Grey's daughter, how can she be a goddess?"
"Director, she is and is not Jean Grey's daughter".
"Thor, Buddy, I respect you. A lot," Iron Man disagrees with a compliment. "But, she can't be both. Either she is, or is not, The Dark Phoenix's daughter. She can't be both".
"Therein is the flaw in your logic, My friend," he criticizes his teammate's narrow-mindedness.
"All yours," he glances around the table accusingly. No one said anything openly. Their emanating doubts bore into his soul's very depths.
"The flaw in your logic is simple," he tries to ease the blow. "You instinctively closer your minds to anything which challenges your perception of reality. The Dark Phoenix and Jean Grey were one in the same person, or so you believed".
"They were, weren't they?"
"No, Director, they weren't," Thor corrects their misconception. "Such ignorance only proves my point here. You still don't truly grasp her powers' true nature. Jean Grey was but a lowly vessel indwelt by a powerful incorporeal entity, you called The Phoenix Force. This entity possessed her own mind, will, emotions, even likes/dislikes".
"Why'd it inhabit Jean Grey?"
"The Phoenix visited countless worlds. Few ever sparked its interests, like Earth. Your people were so vastly different than anyone she'd ever met, squabbling one minute, ready to annihilate one another, but turn right around the next, and help the very ones you would've terminated a moment earlier. Such aberrant behavior fascinated the Phoenix Force. How better could she learn more about us than living among humanity?
Hence, she selected a host, a little girl, imbuing her with remarkable powers. Through Jean, Phoenix Force experienced love, hate, rejection, even death, loss, and grief. It'd never experienced such negative emotions. And it didn't know how to handle them".
"Is that what created the Dark Phoenix?"
"Even Asgard's greatest minds aren't quite sure what created the Dark Phoenix, Director. You see, Jean Grey and the Phoenix Force bonded over time, until they essential thought and behaved as one symbiotic entity, though still possessing distinct essences. There are two general consensuses explaining what turned a benevolent entity evil. The last expounds on the first school of thought.
One group believes, Jean's inconsolable grief—over losing her parents, hurting the professor when she lost control, her inability to control her powers, the love triangle that evolved between Cyclops and Wolverine.
You must understand, this goddess watched over and indwelt the child since her mother's womb. The Phoenix Force tried to alleviate Jean's suffering by shouldering the little girl's sorrow. Alas, the dark emotions proved too much. Phoenix Force caved under the mental turmoil, literally going insane with inconsolable grief. Many believe that was what created the Dark Phoenix.
A complimentary group theorized, while the Phoenix Force tried to alleviate her host's mental and emotional anguish on Earth, dark magic manipulated the distracted goddess. Legend says, Raja, the first dragon, progenitor of his kind, and guardian of all magics and dark arts, fell in love with Phoenicia (the Phoenix's real name). She was the most beautiful goddess he'd ever seen. There wasn't another like her throughout the cosmos or underworld. That only increased her appeal.
Raja courted her many eons showering her with countless gifts. He'd foolishly squandered half his kingdom, and she still wouldn't return his affections. Her powers grew to eclipse his own. Raja became enraged over her betrayal and declared war against his ex-lover. The couple fought countless times in long-drawn out battles. Neither could ever best the other.
Goddess' Birth
And then, Phoenix decided to dwell among humans. Raja devised his most fiendish revenge ever, especially after Phoenicia indwelt the child known as Jean Grey.
Phoenicia was the goddess over life, liberty, and wisdom. How could he have the perfect revenge? By harming what Phoenicia loved most".
"The child," Fury guesses the obvious.
"Indeed," Thor nods. "Raja systematically attacked Jean's family, friends; anyone she cared about, thriving on the fact, this young woman's anguish tormented Phoenicia, his ex-lover, too. Raja sensed how deeply Phoenicia cared for her child host.
Raja figured, afflict the child enough, and Phoenicia would either submit unto him to save her or try and alleviate the child's pain. Either choice would've served his plans. Raja cast a spell the instant she assumed Jean's emotional burden. Negative emotions overwhelmed her mind. Dark magic only pushed her farther over the deep end.
Raja figured, his beloved would go mad and slay her host. The only person she really cared about in all existence. And then, she'd know the grief he'd felt all this years over her rejecting him. His plan, alas, didn't play out the way he'd hoped. Phoenicia came to her senses, realizing dark magic was behind these mounting attacks, and immediately discerned Raja's plan.
The Phoenix tried to excise her connection with the child. Jean lapsed into a coma slowly dying. She'd indwelt her so long. Jean's body couldn't function without her symbiote. The Phoenix did the only thing she could. She left a small essence of herself behind, enough to keep Jean alive but sill comatose. She became flesh and blood, Jean's twin, and true target of her ex-lover's rage.
Raja, meanwhile, set into motion the next stage of his revenge plot. Raja, unlike Phoenix, couldn't simply step inside humans. Hence, he did the next best thing knocking out and assuming Wolverine's identity. Raja knew, Jean respected Cyclops' genteel nature but secretly craved Wolverine's assertive but protective nature.
Raja, as Wolverine, seduced Phoenicia, as Jean Grey, intending on later exposing her betrayal. Wolverine and Cyclops would become so blinded by betrayal. Rather than blame her, they'd unleash their anguish, and probably kill one another. It didn't matter who'd won the fight. Their fight would end the X-Men forever. Only, Raja never perceived his ex-lover deception.
He tried to deceive her. Neither entity considered the rippling repercussions of his/her actions that night. Raja unknowingly impregnated Phoenicia, who fused again with Jean Grey. ER doctors discovered her with child. Jean regained consciousness long enough to call someone, before going comatose again.
Bella Herrera showed up at the hospital the next day. She posed as Jean's step-sister, twice removed, even had official documentation proving her cover story. The doctors extracted the fetus implanting it inside Bella's womb. Bella fled unto central Mexico. I guess, she figured she'd control the world's most powerful mutant. She, unfortunately, died during hard labor. What you don't know? Bella Herrera is really the daughter of Pamela Lilian Isley, a.k.a. Poison Ivy".
"What?" Fury demands clarity.
"You heard me, Director," Thor reiterates, ignoring his teammates' gaping expressions.
"Correct me, if I wrong," Scarlett Flames sums up what he'd said thus far. "You're saying, Dragon Phoenix isn't human, mutant, or alien, but a goddess".
"Correct," he nods.
"Whatever happened with Raja's revenge plot," Tony Stark queries. "Obviously, Raja failed. The X-Men are still together".
"In truth, Dark Phoenix did destroy Xavier Institute. Only, it wasn't Jean Grey".
"What for?" Everyone choruses together.
"For many reasons, really," Thor enumerates them. "First, Phoenicia feared Raja might harm their child upon learning how she was conceived, especially over how she'd tricked him. Second, she hoped to protect Jean's closest friends. She blew up the mansion, hoping, it'd satisfy Raja's thirst for revenge. And it did for a while, believing Jean did it, driven insane by the grief he'd planted in her heart. Raja saw through his ex-lover's deception in time. By then, it was already too late.
Poison Ivy's daughter birthed the child, his daughter. That night, Poison Ivy christened her Bella Rosealba Jayden, blessing her, "She's a beautiful white flower engraved in precious stone". Poison Ivy and her granddaughter vanished that night. Pamela didn't stick around to bury her own daughter. A young Japanese couple adopted Rosealba. They never suspected anything about her powers.
Two men attacked, intending on raping mother and daughter. Rose stood by emotionless, until one touched her mom. Rose slew both men with such speed and precision. Her mother barely blinked good, and it was over. Horrified, she grabbed her daughter and fled the scene, praying no one nearby got a good look and could later identify them.
Sadly, someone did see and reported the child's actions. Those men's boss waited until midnight and attacked Rosealba's home. Their crew feared Rose so greatly. They deemed it detrimental unto their own safety to leave her alive. These men avenged their comrades, shooting Rose point-blank with 8 hollow point bullets and leaving her for dead, before slaying the rest of her family".
The Mystery Only Continues
"I read about that attack in the S.H.I.E.L.D.'s archives," Fury shudders, recalling the graphic nature of the photos. They didn't simply kill but tortured her family, then kill them, one-by-one.
"Then, you may recall what occurred next," Thor notices Fury and his teammates' blank expressions. "Maybe not? Rose survived that attack. In fact, eyewitnesses noted, a bloody, battered little girl with metallic retractable claws, around 8 to 10 years old, stumbled outside her family home, covered in blood.
She arched her back, crying like an enraged, but wounded, lion. A violent storm arose from nowhere. Crimson clouds rolled in overhead. Fiery columns dipped down and leveled four city blocks, converging upon and finally enveloping her. Those same witnesses claim they saw mighty dragon and phoenix spirits fuse with and empowered this same inconsolable little girl, Rose".
"I remember. Reports say," Fury recounts the story, "the fiery column dissipated moments later, leaving a sobbing, inconsolable little girl wearing gold body armor and levitating above the street. She somehow tracked down those who'd murdered her family. She didn't spare anyone.
A child butchered that Tokyo neighborhood's most dangerous street gang, 300 old men, triple younger adults, and more adolescent kids, men and woman, all of ill-repute. Even the Yakuza lost scores of people trying to stop her murderous rampage. Rumors allege, Mariko Yashida, Wolverine's ex,calmed her down and disposed of her".
"Well, that's not entirely accurate," Thor dispute their reports. "Miss Yashida didn't calm her down, as much as guided the child unto a place of rest. The temple..."
"Temple? What temple?" Hawkeye asks with piqued curiosity.
"The Viper's Eye Temple," Thor replies, happy to see them listening. For once.
"Damn," Fury curses bitterly. "Now, more than ever, I wish we hadn't lost that scroll".
"You didn't," Scarlett Flame present him with Kim's scroll.
"Woman, how long have you had this thing?"
"Dragon Phoenix entrusted me with its care, before locking me inside here, Sir".
"How'd she get her hands on our scroll?" Fury shouts.
"Dragon Phoenix impersonated Black Widow. Kim Possible couldn't tell the difference, giving her the scroll, then left the rendezvous point without suspecting anything amiss, per your instructions, Director. Dragon Phoenix then morphed into Kim Possible delivering a forged scroll into Black Widow's hands, when she arrived some time later".
"How's this temple connected unto Dragon Phoenix?" Captain America poses his own question.
"Even Asgard's greatest minds know so little about this goddess," Thor exhales sharply, disgusted. "We know, Raja and Phoenicia vanished from the heavens about the same day your witnesses testify seeing a dragon and fiery bird transform Bella Bosealba Jayden into Aconasema, the Goddess of Life, Wisdom, and Magic".
"Alright, we accept she's a goddess," Captain America concedes that much. "How can she still be Jean Grey and James 'Logan' Howlett's daughter. Both parents may be mutants, but are still human, last time I checked".
"I thought we answered that question earlier," he glances around the table. "Guess not. Raja impregnated his ex-lover, Phoenicia".
"We understand that much, Old Buddy," Hawkeye speaks for the rest. "What we don't grasp is, if she's Raja and Phoenicia's offspring, how does she share DNA characteristics with Wolverine and Jean Grey?"
"To grasp this truth, you must first comprehend something else," Thor elucidates. "This goddess doesn't have a physical body, like you and me. She's an incorporeal entity. Jean Grey and Wolverine are only the 'parents' of her current physical form, not her essence.
She has many such parents in many different realms and dimensions, who parented other 'physical forms,' there. In short, they serve as her anchors, grounding her physically with that dimension or reality. Kill both parents and she can still continue to live in her physical form, as long as she desires".
"What about her physical body?" Iron Man entertains the possibility of alternate realities.
"Kill that, and she'll simply choose more parents or dwell in her incorporeal form, in which case, she could still take a physical form, but only for shorter periods of time, depending on how grounded she is with our dimension".
A wild debate rages, back and forth, several hours, in fact. He never really made much headway with them beyond this point. Thor eventually became so frustrated with human's closemindedness. He threw up both hands, about to storm outside the op center, even if he had to tear the doors from their frame.
Fury stops, enjoining him, "Nothing we've discussed here leaves this room, understood?"
"Yes, Sir," every man and woman there acknowledges his orders, well, everyone but Tony Stark, who snips, "Whatever!" They follow him out, too.
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