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Ultimate Aeon: Origins Reboot

Chapter 3: Utopia

Sven looked up at Ben Parker and saw the fury in his eyes. He expected the man to kill him, or at the least to hit him. His story was unbelievable and part of Sven believed he truly was insane for believing his previous life existed. But every time he debated with himself giving up, turning away that world and accepting his new existence another voice within his head said no, don't accept this, deny this hellish world. He looked up and saw Ben's grip on his gun tighten, he truly wanted to hurt Sven. But for all this world had done to him, Ben Parker was still a good man who hated violence. Sarah Rushman on the other hand wasn't as fickle when it came to blood. Rushing past Ben, she slammed her fist into Sven's face, forcing him onto his back.

"You son of a bitch," she snarled, bone spikes stretching from her back.

She punched Sven again and drew her fist back for another punch. Bone claws stretched from her knuckles. Ben quickly grabbed her arm, stopping her from delivering a potentially fatal blow. His calm expression was enough to quench Sarah's anger, though she made a point to push her foot against Sven's groin as she rose.

"We should get rid of him, have Pixie show him his darkest nightmares," she said.

"I don't like doing that, I hate doing that," hysterical rage almost consumed the little girl until Sunder touched her shoulder affectionately.

"Sunder," he said softly.

Ben looked down at Sven again, noting the blood on his nose and the pathetically desperate look on his face. He picked the chair back up and began untying Sven.

"What are you doing?" Sarah asked.

"I hate to agree with Sarah but letting him go is dangerous," Kenji said.

"Mr Parker," even Laurie gave him a questioning look.

He dropped the ropes and helped Sven to his feet. The man then walked around Sven until he was facing him.

"Okay, tell me everything you know about this other world, and I mean everything," Ben said as he picked up another chair and sat down.

Sven sighed, partly in relief and another part with regret. He hated getting Ben involved but he needed an ally, he needed someone to help him. So like he had done with his father, Sven began telling Ben about another world, a world where he had died instead of his wife, a world where their nephew had gone on to become one of the city's greatest heroes.


Deep within the Savage land resided the mutant citadel. Magneto's palace was made entirely of metal, so every inch of his fortress was his to command. To match his role he had manipulated the palace until the insides resembled the grand halls of the fantasy and utopian novels he and Charles used to read. Everything about his world was perfect now, yet still humanity remained and prepared for a war of extermination against his kind. There wasn't even the opportunity for mutants to purge themselves of their powers anymore. Erik stood on his balcony, looking at the improved society he had created. In the Savage land, weather was controlled enabling the harvests to be rich and free of famine. Energy manipulating mutants worked on a rotation to provide the city with clean energy and nature was also allowed to flourish, the people, animals and plant life indigenous to the land were able to live and evolve under Erik's rule. Their leader Ka-Zar having lost his wife had even fallen in love with Erik's weather manipulator Storm. He watched the beautiful, dark skinned woman come down from the clouds, a torrent of rain wetted her long white hair. The locals of the Savage land and the physical mutations whom lived with them looked up in joy as Storm flew down towards them, her simple purple bikini and pants showed off her perfect figure, and tribal necklaces and bands decorated her wrists and neck. It was no wonder she was declared 'goddess of the harvest', the people of the Savage land had given her a black crown to symbolise her status as a goddess amongst them.

"Once again we will eat well tonight my goddess," Ka-Zar said, approaching the beauty in a way none did.

"Yes my love," Storm smiled before she and Ka-Zar passionately kissed.

It bought joy to Erik's heart to know that two people of vastly different worlds had found love. His society had become a place where humans and mutants could live together in peace.

'Perhaps, no I have already made my intentions clear, I must not go back now,' he thought.

"Father," a voice said behind him.

"Have more immigrants come?" he asked his daughter.

"Yes father, but there are two problems you may want to know about, they came with the transfer of immigrants, Psylocke detected them and Havok would like to kick them out," she explained.

Erik turned to his daughter; Polaris was like him a manipulator of electromagnetic fields and metals. She wore a green sleeveless body suit with a cloak and green metallic bands and a crown. Her green hair flowed from that crown and she used her own magnetic powers to levitate Erik's helmet to his hand.

"On an unrelated note father, as he asked you yet?" she asked.

"No my child, he's unfortunately too nervous," Erik smiled as he put his helmet and cloak on.

His people needed to see and identify him; the cloak and helmet had become part of his persona as a leader. That persona had bought him both fear and respect, which showed as he and his daughter walked off of the balcony, metallic platforms were their stairs, allowing them to walk down to the streets below. People looked at them in awe, for whilst Storm provided the harvest, Iceman protected the border and Psylocke tracked new citizens it was Magneto whom bought them all together.

"That man is a natural born leader, yet when it comes to admitting his feelings for me he's as helpless as Toad," Polaris said.

"Fear not my child, I already consider him a son," Erik said.

He stopped and smiled as his daughter's face lit up upon seeing whom was leading the immigrants. The black visor he wore covered most of his face, but his cheekbones, mouth and brown hair spoke of the handsome face he hid. A red ruby material was built into the visor, covering his eyes and his black bodysuit had red lines across the shoulders and hips. His serious expression changed and a smile formed on his mouth as Polaris rushed towards him. Once he saw Erik behind her he grew sheepish however and awkwardly returned the kiss Polaris gave him.

"Cyclops, I grew so worried," she said, wrapping her arms around her neck.

"Its okay Polaris, Magneto, I apologise for the trouble I may have caused but I really had no idea they were on the transport," Cyclops explained.

"No idea who was in the transport brother? The humans or those traitors from Existence?"

Cyclops turned to his brother; Havok was always opposing his decisions. Despite being the older brother, Havok did not have as much favour as Cyclops. He wore a black body suit with a series of white circles on his chest. His face was half covered by a black cowl with goggles covering his eyes. Beside him stood his lover and partner Wasp, an Asian woman wearing a yellow suit and black suit. Cyclops however was backed by not just the mutant immigrants he had bought to the Savage Land, but also by the team he led, the Brotherhood.

His squad consisted of Pyro, a blonde haired mutant from Australia. He wore a red armoured suit and visor that assisted him with controlling the flames he generated. Next to Pyro was Lady Avalanche, a nineteen year old woman dressed in a silver and blue suit with a helmet that left only her mouth exposed, befitting her name she could create vibrations in the ground, she wasn't a mutant however, she was an experiment by the American government to create super soldiers. Stood over the group was the heavy set Blob, his body mass consisted entirely of muscular fat, so it was difficult to spot a chin or even a neck on him. Most of his body was covered by a red bodysuit and the only bit of hair he had left was a blonde Mohawk. By his side as always was his best friend Toad, his skin was clear but goggles covered his toad like eyes. He wore a suit with a similar design to his fellow teammates, but it had a collar like a jesters uniform on it and was an orange and purple colour. The fifth and final member of the team was the most crucial, her illusion creation abilities enabled the team to move covertly into enemy territory. Lady Mastermind was the daughter of the previous Mastermind. During one human assault on the island Mastermind sacrificed his life to hide the island from the view of the American government. They of course found the island again but it gave Magneto the time he needed to build up a sizable defence force. Whilst Mastermind had been a grotesque man, his daughter was a blonde haired bombshell, so beautiful that people began to think she was casting and illusion. She wore a black suit that kept her shoulders and midriff exposed, black gloves with power boosting gauntlets were worn on her hands and another power booster had been put on her black collar.

"Admit it brother, you allowed the humans and the race traitors to get onto the same boat as our real people," Havok snarled.

"If you are suggesting that I am sabotaging the plan Havok then take your complaints to Magneto," Cyclops retorted.

"What is the meaning of this?" Magneto asked.

He walked in between the two brothers, preventing any kind of fight they could have had.

"I am sorry Magneto, but Scott allowed humans and traitors onto the ship, look at them," Havok motioned to the immigrants with disdain in his eyes.

"Perhaps it vould be better if I spoke for myself ja?" a voice asked from the crowd.

Magneto raised his eyes curiously as Kurt Wagner and Alison Blaire walked out of the crowd.

"This is Utopia, doesn't look very peaceful to me," Alison said.

"Forgive the deception Herr Lensherr, but ve had to see for ourselves vhether Utopia vas as you said it vas," Kurt explained.

"You will not address him by his slave name," Havok growled.

"Alex enough," Scott said.

"DON'T YOU CALL ME THAT EITHER!" Havok yelled.

"Please Kurt call me Erik," Magneto said softly.

Havok looked at his master in shock. Magneto pulled off his helmet and walked up to Kurt and Alison.

"I understand, your friends in Existence are unsure about whether they can fully trust me, whether I will keep my end of the bargain and leave this world…well I assure you my boy I am sincere, Utopia will be a place free of the corruption your world leaders have brought on," the man explained, speaking with a compassion his counterpart never had.

"What about the humans should we dispose of them?" Havok asked, rather too eager to kill for Magneto's taste.

"Psylocke, we have need of your powers now," Magneto spoke to the shadows.

The shadows themselves shifted into the shape of an attractive woman with a red tattoo over her eye. Again the shadows changed, fading away from the woman and revealing her true form. Her hair was dyed purple and styled into a bun; she wore a pink body suit, with loose sleeves that left her shoulders exposed. A butterfly aura appeared over her face as she scanned the minds of all of the immigrants, humans and mutants included.

"No one here has any ill intentions, they all just want to escape this world," Psylocke said as her butterfly aura passed. "Although I think you'll find that Nightcrawler and Dazzler are spying for Iron man," she added.

"Nightcrawler?"

"Dazzler?"

"We don't use slave names here," Havok said.

"Then we'll continue using the names our parents gave us," Kurt retorted.

"Although those last names were very catchy," Alison said.

"I see, the people of this planet are more desperate than it appears, very well, you can all stay in the Utopia we are building," Magneto said.

"WHAT!" Havok yelled. "How dare you let them stay here after all that they have done to our people?"

"They are our people Havok, they have grown disgusted with this world as we have, it is clear to me now that simply leaving this world will not be enough, there are those who hate it enough to leave it….I know what I must do now, Psylocke come with me to Xavier, we have much to do," Erik explained.

Havok watched Erik leave in confusion and then turned to his brother in anger. Cyclops was smiling, a rare occurrence for him considering what he would often see on the main land. Wasp touched Havok's cheek, calming him only slightly. He turned away from his lover and looked towards Polaris, she gave him an affection he could only dream of receiving. But Erik's faith in Cyclops wasn't just bought on by Polaris's love for him, he truly trusted Cyclops and saw in him a potential successor. No matter how much Wasp loved him, Havok would never be as liked as his brother. He turned to Wasp and kissed her on the lips, but she could tell that it was only to comfort himself.

"I'm still proud of you Havok," she said.

"I know Wasp, I know," Alex Summers lowered his head as he spoke.

"Well, I think its time we got you all some accommodation, please follow me and I'll show you where you will be staying, don't worry, there is plenty of room for everyone," Polaris explained as she led the newest residents of Utopia through the streets of the city.

"In time we will have perfected a power source that will make us self sufficient, unlike world governments we'd need not rely on fossils fuels or even trade agreements. Storm provides us with weather for harvests, allowing to grow our own food, we even have perfected machines to synthesise food from cloned animals," Cyclops provided a running commentary on the inner workings of the Savage land and their hopes for the future. "Citizens can work to provide for the city, acting as health care workers, social workers, bar tenders, shop keepers or they can pursue their passions, art, poetry and literature, we have recruited scientists from both the academic and private field. The accumulation of money and resources will no longer be an issue for us, only living," he explained.

The tour took the group to a park with a fountain displayed at its centre. New comers and residents alike looked up at the gold statue that stood atop the fountain, pointing forward as if to the future. The statue itself was of a bald man with a look of compassionate hope across his face, he wore a simply business suit, not a costume like many mutants did.

"Ha, Magneto's arrogant to make a statue of himself," Alison said.

"That isn't Magneto," Cyclops corrected her.

"Who is he?" Kurt asked.

"He's the man whom inspired all of this, someone father considered a brother before he died," Polaris looked up at the statue and smiled with admiration in her eyes. "Charles Xavier!"


Sven stood in silence, of course Ben was speaking with his family above him but within the basement everything was quiet. He had one again gone through the pain of remembering his old life, everything that had been taken from him. Once again he had put his faith in someone he thought that he knew he could trust. As Sven closed his story Ben remained silent, as silent as his father had been. He didn't say anything, he just went up to ground floor of his house and paced around, looking for something. Then began the arguments, Sarah tried telling Ben that Sven was crazy and that he couldn't be trusted. Ben however gave no reply and kept searching the house for whatever he felt he needed. Sven had no idea what it was, he could sense people's souls not their minds and from Ben's soul he felt sympathy, understanding, desperation, a torrent of emotions that Sven couldn't tell whether they were good or bad for his situation. Pixie and Sunder walked down into the basement and stared at Sven.

"Sunder," the giant said.

"I know right," Pixie said.

"Sunder!"

"Maybe we could, Ben's mind seems to be made up," the pink haired girl walked over to Sven and looked him in the eyes.

She suddenly slapped him across the face. Sven looked at the girl, confused by her sudden attack. She slapped him again and he grit his teeth together, annoyed not just by the slap but how casually she did it. When her hand came around for a third hit he grabbed her wrist.

"Why are you hitting me?" he asked.

"To test," she said, as casually as she had hit him.

"Test what?"

"Whether you are crazy or not, it seems you aren't," Pixie smiled as Sunder clapped his hands together joyfully.

"How exactly does slapping me determine whether I'm insane or not?" Sven asked.

"Well you see crazy people either enjoy pain, or they overreact to pain, instead of attacking me you asked quite reasonably why I was hitting you, and its clear you weren't enjoying the hits so its painfully obvious that you aren't crazy," the girl explained.

"Just when I think you're hiding an intelligence in that pointy eared head of yours, you prove me wrong Pixie," Kenji said, standing at the doorway with Laurie.

Sven got off his chair and looked towards Ben as the man walked down to meet him. He noticed two things, that Ben had a coat on and that he had a gun hidden in the pocket.

"I know where we can go to verify your story, but once I've taken you to them then we're done, I don't care whether what you say is true or not, if you think you can restore that other world then do it, I don't care whether I die but I'm not going to risk my life on some chance that what you say is true, once we reach the resistance we're done," Ben explained.

"Thank you," Sven said.

"You're seriously going to believe him?" Marrow asked.

"No I'm not, I'm going to take him to someone who would believe him," Ben said.

"Good luck saving the world Mr Reilly," Pixie said.

Sven remained silent as Ben walked with him towards the garage. Ben still had his own car, a clunky looking thing that had probably barely passed its road tests. It took a few turns of the key for Ben to get the car working but once it was the pair slowly began driving out of Queens. Pixie looked out of the window, watching the car drive away. Sarah suddenly yanked her away from it.

"Don't look out of the window, we have to remain hidden, if even one person saw you Ben would be in so much trouble," she said.

"I'm sorry its just I think that man was telling the truth," Pixie said.

"Despite what I said earlier I think Pixie is right," Kenji said.

Sarah then looked towards Laurie, "I believe that he believes what he was seeing was real, that doesn't mean he's right, " she said.

Sarah sighed, turning away from the teenagers and switching on the TV. At the same time Ben turned on the radio, both stations showed a broadcast from a pro Ultimates news station run by Betty Brant. Sarah widened her eyes slightly, seeing that Brant was standing outside the Daily Bugle building.

"There are moments in history in which laws have been broken out of misplaced good intentions, the law is put in place to protect us, but what happens when people who are supposed to protect public interest break the laws set by our government? Today we have seen the answer, five hours ago famous newspaper editor Jonah Jameson took in a dangerous super human fugitive not registered with the Ultimates." As Brant closed her initial speech, a profile image appeared of a brown haired teenager. He looked normal enough, wearing simple in fashion clothes and keeping his hair slicked forward.

"High school student Rick Jones is a classic example of unchecked power, his abilities resulted in the deaths of his family, instead of turning himself in he has gone on the run, resulting in two more deaths, high school student Kenny McFarlane and police officer Vincent Gonzales. At this point it is safe to assume that Jones is extremely dangerous and utterly without guilt, anyone would turn in him," Brant explained.

"Another change of this world, journalism is replaced with propaganda," Ben said.

"The latest people he has endangered however have not reported him, Jonah Jameson has long been known for his continued support of mutant and super human rights, his activism though has now taken a dangerous turn, forcing the Ultimates agents to take action," Brant continued as armoured men began to enter the Daily Bugle building.

"Wait…they're attacking the Bugle, DAMN IT!" Ben struck the wheel in his anger, veering slightly off course.

He regained control of the vehicle, overtaking a news van. Sven looked out of his window and rubbed his head, feeling a ringing sensation. He struggled to remember Jameson's relationship with Spider-man, his continued slandering, his support of mutant registration and the man's guilt over Peter's death. It was slowly fading, being replaced with memories of Jameson, campaigning against the Ultimates and their regime. His selfless actions were going to be silenced today, by soldiers acting on a single, hateful man's authority. Sven remembered the hope he felt when Rogers first took the oath of office, when he saved the country from Hydra and his heroic sacrifice to stop Galactus.

'How do I know that monsters name?' Sven wondered.

For every memory of his altered world he gained a memory from another world, a world that wasn't his own. Ben looked at his passenger, watching him grip his head as if suffering the worst migraine in history. Sven let out a yell as his eyes glowed red and lines across his skin glowed. He looked at his hands and his vision continually flickered between that of where he was now, and where another version of himself was. In most instances his hands were gloved, surrounded by grey and red armour, other times they were bare but the red markings still blinked across them. He slammed his hands against his eyes and the visions faded.

"Galactus," he said, suddenly and strangely to Ben.

"What?" Ben looked at him, confused by his sudden change.

"The Daily Bugle, that's where the resistance is isn't it?" Sven asked.

"It used to be, with the Ultimates storming it they'll soon find the base," Ben squeezed the wheel in anger.

"Keep going forward, we need to save them no matter what," Sven said.

"Easier said than done son."

"You don't understand, they're going to kill him, Jameson, Rick Jones, everyone in that building is going to die and Rogers will use Brant to cover it up and make it look like Jameson was the villain, when the truth, the gods honest truth is that what Rogers is doing now isn't just evil but counterproductive to our survival, he's not just provoking mutant kind," Sven explained.

"I'm sorry that they're going to die, but what can I do? TELL ME WHAT I'M SUPPOSED TO DO!" Ben yelled.

Sven widened his eyes for a moment, seeing in Ben's eyes the same desperation he had. The truth was that he didn't have all the answers, in fact he didn't have any. He buried his face in his hands and let out a drawn out sigh.

"I wish I knew," he said.

Ben slammed his foot down on the brake, stopping the car mere feet from the Ultimates roadblock. There stood armoured agents, alongside War Machine units that resembled the armour Rhodes wore as a member of Fury's Avengers. Sven looked at his hands again as the glow appeared across his skin.

"Please!"

He looked up, wondering where that voice had suddenly come from. It was calm and sounded familiar to Sven. Then he noticed something trickling down his eye, a tear, strange because even though Sven had plenty of reasons to cry it wasn't because he was sad.

'But why am I crying now?' he asked himself.

Then he and every person on Earth heard a voice that they knew all too well.


Erik walked through the corridors of his fortress, followed closely as always by Psylocke. He could feel her eyes on him, her psychic touch on his mind. Part of her was debating whether to kill him for his savage execution of her brother. Another part of her felt relieved, that her brother, whom she always thought of as a madman was finally gone.

"He was still your brother," Erik said, stopping at a metallic doorway.

"Jamie was a racist, stuck up, a drinker, womaniser, arrogant and a complete tosser, but he was always kind to Brian and I," Psylocke explained.

"And he looked at you for help, tell me Elizabeth why do you follow me?" he asked.

"I follow you because I believe in you Magneto, I believe you can lead us to Utopia just as everyone else here does."

Magneto opened the doors ahead of them bring them to another corridor. At the end of that corridor was a door that wasn't made of metal, a grand door that had to be opened through a pulley mechanism. One of the keepers of the gate stood waiting. Cain Marko began pulling the mechanism, his muscle bulging and sweat running down his face. Like Erik, Cain had shaved off his hair in memory of the man whom inspired their cause. The man whom Erik named his mutant-tracking device after. The Xavier unit was a biological machine, tubes of meat ran across the walls and connected to the back of a white skinned man, his body was devoid of any muscle and his bald head had been replaced with a live brain. Psylocke didn't wince for she came down often to the Xavier unit. Erik had taken the brain of his dead friend and fused it to another dead mutant named Caliban. Caliban had the power to sense other mutants and their powers, combined with Xavier's powerful brain, Magneto's connection to the Earth's magnetic field and Psylocke's psychic aura, the latter two would be able to link with the minds of every being on the planet, provided they weren't in a place that wasn't already shielded. They sifted through the thoughts of those people, finding something interesting in a certain man, information that contradicted what they knew about their world. Putting a pin in that though they moved onto what was their priority, contacting every person worthy of joining their Utopia.

"People of Earth," Magneto's voice resonated within them. "Of America, of Europe, Africa, the East and those aliens hiding amongst humans, know that I have come to understand your hatred of this world that politicians and soldiers have created. It was never clear to me until now just how desperate some of you are to escape this world, my focus had always been on my people but now I realise you are my people. Once there was a man who fought for a dream, that mankind, not one man, not one woman or a single human but all races, genders and species, all of mankind could live in a world of peace. He died before that dream could be realised, I live to fulfil that dream and I know it is close, you all understand one another's grief and pain, because they gave you that pain, the Ultimates…yet I ask you not to fight, rather flee, flee this disgusting world they have polluted with industry and violence, flee this world where they have turned science into a weapon, where enslavement is referred to as progress and freedoms are traded for restricting laws," the master of the Earth's magnetic field explained.

Sven and Ben looked at one another, they could both hear Magneto speak. Likewise, Jameson and Rick could also hear the mutant leader's speech. Sergeant Golmen stood outside the Bugle building and like Brant was confused by the bewildered expressions on civilians, and even some Ultimates agents. On a building opposite the Bugle, Spider-Girl gripped her head slightly before looking at the Bugle building.

"Even with you talking in my head Magneto, that's not going to stop me saving the people that need saving," she said.

"But do not despair or waste your lives trying to change a world that can not be changed, become the ideal world, join the ideal world that we are creating, flee this world of savages and politicians and join us, unite for the sake of true peace and freedom. Leave this world to its inevitable self destruction and join us in creating a new world, I invite all of you to MY NEW WORLD ORDER!"

Sven and Ben, like every other person Magneto had chosen gripped their heads as they experienced a sudden pain. Images were poured into their minds, of a ruined city.

"What was that?" Sven asked.

"You mean you don't remember, those are the ruins of Wakanda," Ben said.

"How the hell are people supposed to get to Wakanda? And what happened to Wakanda anyway? Forget it, we need to…"

"Please!"

Sven paused and then looked at the path ahead as his skin glowed again.

"Drive forward," he said.

"What are you crazy? Those barricades can stop tanks," Ben said.

"Don't worry I know what I have to do, please believe in me and trust me," Sven said, slapping his hand against Ben's shoulder.

The older man widened his eyes as he saw a ghostly silhouette around Sven. It was the form of a man in a red and blue suit, with black web markings across the red portions of the suit, and a black spider on the chest. Ben Parker felt a deep connection with the man, a connection so deep that he knew he could trust Sven. He looked towards the barricade and began to rev the engine.

Next Chapter 4: Rival


Hope everyone enjoyed the chapter, next time we take a break from Sven and introduce Cade Hunter, the man who might eventually become Deathblade, we never know with this world.

Also character looks:

Wasp: Based on her costume during the Uncanny Avenger's Planet X storyline, her relationship with Havok is also based on their current relationship. Fully embracing her mutant origins, Janet Van Dyne never married Hank Pym, never suffered with physical abuse and is very dedicated to Havok despite him having feelings for Polaris.

Polaris: In this universe the only surviving child of Magneto's due to unrevealed events, Lorna has a more stable personality and her costume is based on the one she wore during the X-men's fight against Vulcan in space.

Psylocke: She never met Proteus or had to transfer her mind into an Asian body. Being a mutant she also never got to work with British intelligence due to Rogers's regime. Playing the role of Magneto's telepath, Psylocke wears a costume similar in design to what her 616 counterpart wore when she first joined the X-men.

Cyclops and the Brotherhood: Scott's look is like Wasp and Magneto's based on the Planet X storyline. He is much more confident in his role as leader but is still very hesitant, despite being happy in his relationship with Polaris. Magneto sees him as a son, drawing on the brief mentor and student relationship they had in the first volume of Ultimate X-men. In a way Scott has surpassed his Ultimate counterpart and is a respected leader of the Brotherhood, named as such to honour Xavier. The individual members have looks inspired by their 616 looks with Blob's mohawk drawing from the X-men Evolution cartoon. Lady Avalanche is also an altered version of Ultimate Quake, showing true diversity in the Brotherhood team.

Ultimates SWAT team: Visually I imagine their armour to be like the Capekiller units seen in the 616 Civil War, flanked by War Machine armours based off of the one Rhose used in the Ultimate Avengers series.