Razor sharp wings sliced out of the cocoon. A tail tore out at high speeds. Horns pierced the surface of the cocoon. Claws sliced open the front, revealing glowing red eyes in the darkness within. The cocoon dripped fluids out onto the cavern floor. Muscles strained as the cocoon fell to pieces discarded, as it was no longer needed. The First truly stood for the first time in history. It smiled hideously and inhaled what little air was so far down. And it roared both physically and psychically. It roared to let the world know it was coming.
Cordelia Chase sat up in bed quickly, her eyes white. She was having a vision of the creature that was coming. She screamed loudly awakening Angel next to her.
"Cordy? Cordy?!" her lover said over and over as he tried to keep her from screaming. But she wouldn't.
Elsewhere in Los Angeles, the demon Lorne shook, his own limited psychic powers kicking in.
"That ain't good." He said in fear.
Alarms blared in Japan. The greatest scientist in the universe, Washu jumped with a start and examined her instruments.
"Oh boy." She s thought silently as she read the reports, "Oh no. No, no, no. Oh shit."
In the Southern Hemisphere, the Martin Manhunter dropped from the sky in pain as he felt the ominous presence. Slamming into the ocean, one thought continually crossed his mind.
"Oh no, please God no."
Westchester, New York. Professor Charles Xavier, Emma Frost and half a dozen other telepaths awoke from horrible nightmares that seemed to go on even when they awoke. Even Jean Grey-Summers felt fear, as the Phoenix Force flared up in panic remembering its last encounter with the force that was rising.
In New York City, Doctors Strange and Fate both felt the same horrible pain as Rick Tyler, aka Hourman, struggled to keep his sanity from having one of his "pre-traumatic stress episodes". Spider-Man, pulling an all nighter nearly fell from a building, his spider-sense exploding like mad in his skull.
High above New York, King Thor of Asgard stood up from his throne, his mystic hammer Mjolnir glowing bright blue. Something was amiss.
High above earth, on the Carrier, the Doctor had the misfortune to not only sense the presence of the First, but also have a bad LSD trip.
Genis, currently called Captain Marvel fired down on a field of the cattle in the mid-west.
"God Marv, what are you doing now?" Rick Jones, the human who was bonded to Marvel and currently spending time in another dimension called the Microverse, asked.
The insane Genis smiled, "Shooting them all and letting God sort them out Rick…wait…. did you feel that? My God. That's scary…. that is so scary feeling. Like someone just walked over my grave, dug it up, and set it on fire! I don't know whether to cry for momma or start doing cartwheels! This is so cool!"
Duncan McLeod, last surviving member of the Clan McLeod since taking his cousin Connor's head felt something in the Quickening. He didn't like it either.
Optimus Prime, heroic leader of the Autobots felt the Matrix spasm within his core.
"Primus preserve us." He said.
Deep in the Vault III security complex in Antarctica, the Joker laughed hysterically at something. He wasn't quite sure what the punch line was but it was funny as hell!
Victor Von Doom's machinations stopped as his mystic senses picked up something…overwhelming to lesser men. But not to Doom. Still, there was a slight bit of fear in his heart.
The ocean floor of the Pacific Ocean stirred. It was time. The First Guardian, the Guardian of the South knew what was coming. He had to find his brothers and tell them what was coming. The four of them may be earth's only hope of survival.
Gaia, Spirit of the Earth, and mother to Thor himself, fell into a dead faint.
The ghoul known as the Tall Man paused and looked around him as he felt the wave pass over him. Arching his eyebrow, he quickly proceeded to the nearest exit from this plane. Things were about to get rather abominable.
Deep in the abyss of Hell itself, Mephisto, Malbolgia, and Leviathan felt fear for after earth, they could be next.
Johnny Smith, a psychic of some prominence, immediately feel to his knees in pain. Nothing from his Dead Zone had ever been this intense.
The angel Zauriel paused in mid flight as his jaw dropped.
"By the Presence! Not it!"
In another universe of his own tending, Lucifer Morningstar picked a flower and smelled it. His loyal Mazikeen stood nearby and looked at him as she felt the wave roll off of Lucifer as he sensed it.
"You child is on the move." She said to the Morningstar.
Lucifer simply inhaled the scent of the flower and then dropped it to the ground.
"I fail to see how that's my problem now."
"OOOOOOH MISS EDITH! MAKE THE MOON STOP WHISPERING TO ME! IT HURTS ME WITH ITS STINGING LITTLE WORDS! DADDY, PROTECT ME! DADDY, SPIKE, MAKE IT STOP! PLEASE STOP IT!" the mad vampire Drusilla screeched, covering her ears shouting to Angel and Spike, hoping that on some level her sire and childe heard her and would stop the horrid sounds. And perhaps on some level, they did hear her.
The Watcher stood impassively at his Citadel on the moon and observed.
"So it begins."
Seven gems on a golden gauntlet glowed brightly as their owner looked down upon them.
"Well then, this doesn't bode well."
Tara MaClay's mind flooded with dark images as her crow, Poe squawked frantically.
"Tara? Are you alright?" Evil Ernie asked.
"No Ernie. I'm not." Tara replied, grim.
All over the world, psychically sensitive beings felt it. It was horrible. It made fear creep into even the bravest of hearts. Evil had come and there was nothing that could stop it. Evil was here, and it was planning on staying.
And on Revello drive in Sunnydale, California, two Slayers and a powerful witch awoke from their sleep screaming. They knew that evil had come, and their plans to strike at its hand were now fruitless. The three women knew that it was all over. They knew that they were powerless.
The End…was Here.