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This chapter, Sven's connection to realities takes an interesting turn, and a hint of the mysterious person trapped within Project Aeon.
Ultimate Aeon: Origins Reboot
Chapter 5: Rush
The Ultimates agents blocking the way into the Daily Bugle looked at the car in shock as it revved its engine. Its spinning wheels released a trail of smoke behind it as Ben kept the hand brake on. He put his hand on the brake and released it, keeping a steady hold of the wheel as the car rushed forward. Sven closed his eyes and placed his hands on the dashboard. Ben looked at the man and gasped, the red markings had appeared again and had spread across the car. Sven let out a yell as energy surrounded the car, crashing through the barricade. The armed agents bounced off of the front of the car, some agents even suffered broken limbs from the force of the car bashing them aside. Ben turned the wheel sharply, moving around a War Machine mech. Sven's eyes had gone red from the strain of using his abilities. He looked towards the War Machine mechs, seeing images of different versions of War Machine, one had armour identical to Iron man's, but was black and silver and had a multitude of weapons attached to it, another had a colour scheme based on Captain America's costume, a third reality showed a whole team of War Machines and the fourth was using an older version of the red and gold Iron man armour, shooting heavy weapons on his back at zombies.
'Zombies, what kind of hellish worlds are out there?' Sven wondered.
Sven's eyes returned to their usual red colour, but the energy around the car faded as well. A stray missile struck the ground, throwing the car off the road. It landed on its back and slid to a halt a few feet away from the Bugle building. Sven climbed out of the car and promptly ran to Ben's side. He unclipped the man's belt and began pulling him out of the wreckage.
"I'm gonna miss that car, had it for twelve years," despite the fact he had a gaping cut on his head Ben's mood hadn't been soared.
Sven took off his jacket and ripped the sleeve off of his shirt. He used it as a makeshift dressing, pulling off his other sleeves to tie it around Ben's head.
"We need to move can you walk?" Sven asked.
"I could even run," Ben grinned.
A War Machine mech suddenly landed behind them, folding a pair of gatling guns out of its back. Ben took out his revolver and handed it to Sven, expecting him to conjure the same power that had gotten them through the barricade. Sven aimed the gun at the mech and concentrated hard, but the mech didn't glow with energy and Sven couldn't feel the power he had summoned earlier. He backed away slightly as the robot began to roll the barrels of its guns.
"RUN NOW!" Sven yelled.
He grabbed the sleeve of Ben's coat and yanked him to cover, barely avoiding a burst of minigun fire. The robot was clearly on a three strikes system. Sven looked at the gun, holding it with both hands and desperately trying to achieve the same result he had with the car. Ben dived at him, tackling him to the floor to dodge a lightning bolt. Sergeant Golmen landed in front of the car, grinning as he summoned another lightning bolt, blowing the car up and knocking the two men back. He walked through the smoke, dragging the blade of his hammer across the ground.
"Well if it isn't the mutant lover, finally resorted to revolting have you?" Golmen grinned as he rested his hammer on his shoulder.
Sven looked up at the man, the red markings again covering his body. Instead of sergeant Golmen he saw his original version of Thor, complete with the hippy length hair. But then the image shifted, changing into a beardless Thor with a much smaller, arcane looking hammer and a red cloak and armour. The image shifted again, this time showing a Thor with a metal arm of some kind and wielding an axe instead of a hammer. Strangely the fourth image was of a woman wielding Thor's hammer, with a helmet that concealed her face. The images faded as Golmen swung his hammer down. Sven barely moved his head in time, moving his head to the right. The hammer slammed into the ground, releasing a sound that made Sven's ear drum burst. He rolled away from the sergeant, grimacing from the pain. Ben was to his left, but he couldn't hear what the older man was saying. Golmen twirled the hammer around, playing with his food and smiling as he did it. He raised the hammer over his head, taking a moment to let the sounds of the thunder sink into his targets.
"Say hello to that bitch of yours," he said.
"WHAT! WHAT DID HE SAY ABOUT A WITCH!" Sven yelled, causing Ben to jump.
Golmen laughed and swung his arm around. Much to his shock however his hammer was gone and he had lost control of the lightning. He turned around, seeing his hammer slamming into the War Machine robot, followed soon after by a lightning bolt. It had been attached to a line of some kind. Golmen reached for his reserve pistol, only for a rock to hit him round the back of the head.
"Wow, that was surprisingly easy," Ben said, dropping the rock beside Golmen's body.
"Wait it go old man, not quite as graceful as I would have done it," their rescuer said.
"WE ARE GRATEFUL THANK YOU! AND WAIT IT GO MR PARKER!" Sven yelled.
Spider-Girl looked at Sven as if he was odd, an opinion that grew worse when he looked at her with glowing red eyes. His view of her changed from Spider-girl to a timid girl wearing glasses and playing with a camera, then to a woman swaying her hips down a cat walk, a third alteration showed a short haired Mary Jane wearing an exact replica of Spider-man's suit. The fourth and final image shocked Sven slightly, he saw an adult Mary Jane sitting with Peter Parker, the two were playing with a brown haired girl, their child.
"So many possibilities," Sven whispered.
"IS YOUR HEARING BACK TO NORMAL!" Ben yelled.
"YEAH! I mean yeah, it's just a little bit bad on the left, thanks for helping us out Mary, we need to get into the Bugle building now," Sven explained.
"Sorry but I only came to help, and wait...how do you know that name?" Spider-Girl asked.
"I'm sorry we don't have time to explain," Ben said.
Two more War Machine robots suddenly landed on the ground, one close to Spider-Girl and another behind Ben and Sven. Spider-girl jumped over the first one, avoiding its fist. She released a blob of webbing, clogging the shoulder weapons on the second War Machine. A lightning bolt suddenly hit her in the back, knocking her back to the ground. Golmen stood up, glaring at his three enemies as he brandished his hammer.
"A girl, you're trying to throw a girl at me, you think that will stop me?" Golmen asked.
"What's wrong with a girl stopping you?"
Golmen turned around, only for a pair of claws to slash him across the face. He yelled in agony before he was kicked in the legs and dropped to the floor.
"Spider, don't tell me you've willing to take a risk like that, don't be so eager to end up as another Daredevil," the new arrival said.
"Cat," Spider-girl identified their second saviour.
Sven looked towards the woman and felt the markings spread across his body again. The Cat changed into what was supposed to be her true form, the white haired Black Cat, but then her form changed again into a Black Cat wearing a mask that didn't have orange lenses, with white fur on the arms of a black leather suit, again she changed into a shorter woman with blonde hair, before a yellow aura surrounded her and increased her height and strength and even turned her hair white, and again the fourth vision disturbed Sven, this time he saw Black Cat but wearing a costume with black fur on the arms and the regions of the neck, she seemed to be leading other costumed villains and wielding a bladed whip of some kind.
"Handsome try not to stare, you'll make me blush," Cat said.
Sven shook his head and looked away from the attractive heroine. She threw two disc shaped objects from her belt, hitting the two robots. The devices released an EMP that shut down both machines.
"WE NEED TO GET TO THE BUGLE NOW!" Sven yelled.
He pushed Ben and Mary Jane in front, ensuring they would be the first to get to the doors. Then he ran to the unconscious Golmen's side, grabbing his grenade belt. He unclipped the pins for one grenade and threw them at the Ultimate's barricade.
"GET DOWN!" the agent in charge yelled.
The grenades blew up, releasing clouds of smoke into the agents and the gathered crowd of onlookers and media. Sven nervously yelped as he felt Cat grip his chin.
"You need to follow your own advice handsome, come on," she said.
Sven nervously nodded his head before following the thief. They got closer and closer to the door, where Ben and Spider-girl were waiting. Cat looked up, hearing a sonic boom in the sky. She tackled Sven, keeping him from running forwards. He would have been crushed by the object that slammed into the ground between them and the Bugle. They looked up at to see that it was a person and not an object, a gigantic blonde haired woman in a red and grey suit.
"They've sent in a giant commando," Cat snarled.
"Here we go again," Sven muttered.
He saw who the soldier really was, Cassandra Lang a giant soldier of S.H.I.E.L.D. But then he saw images of someone who could have been a different person, a young girl in a red and black outfit fighting alongside other teenage heroes, another wearing a black and purple armour with wasp wings attached to her back, and then the most different of all, a brown haired girl being tucked into bed by her father.
"MOVE!" Cat yelled, snapping Sven away from his visions.
She rolled across the dirt with him, avoiding Lang's fist.
"Surrender now," she said.
"I'm sorry Miss Lang but we can't do that," Sven said.
Cassandra looked down at Sven in confusion.
"How do you know my name?" she asked.
"I know who you are, daughter of Scott Lang, an agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. and a member of the second generation giant men unit, I know you're a fan of Vampire diaries (which probably doesn't exist in this world) that you like cookies, that you dreamed of being in the Ultimates but never got that chance," Sven explained.
Cassandra narrowed her eyes at Sven before grabbing him off of the floor. Ben and Mary Jane looked towards the giant and her captive.
"I am a agent of the Ultimates, you've got that wrong," she said.
"No, I know you don't condone the things that they do, if I'm wrong about that then feel free to bite my head off," Sven said as the red markings covered his body.
A dark look crossed the giant's eyes as she tightened her grip on the young man's chest.
"I don't know what kind of telepathy you've got, or whether you're just crazy (what the hell are Vampire Diaries?) But you are very misinformed, Scott Lang is no father of mine, the damn traitor," she snarled.
"What do you mean?" Sven enquired.
"I mean that when mutants killed innocent people, when mutants killed my squad and tortured me my father when faced with mutants chose to help them, he stole technology from Pym to shrink those freaks down so they could escape justice," Cassandra explained.
Sven winced and gasped in pain. Cassandra's hatred for her father and mutant kind was clear in the intensity of her grip.
"So tell me telepath do your fancy powers tell you what I like now instead of cookies?" she asked.
He looked into her eyes and saw not just hatred, it was like a longing but not greed or lust. She licked her lips as she bought him closer and closer to her mouth.
"You've got to be shitting me," Sven said, shaking his head in denial.
Felicia, MJ and Ben looked up in horror as the giant woman opened her mouth. Sven let out a scream as he was shoved down her throat. She gulped and Ben turned MJ's head away, he didn't want her to see Sven's face pressed against Cassandra's face, mutely screaming as she ate him whole. Felicia flipped back, removing a bomb from her pouch. She threw the ball against Cassandra's hand, scolding it with fire. Cassandra took a few steps forward, shaking the ground as she increased her size to tower over the Bugle building. Sergeant Golmen got off the ground, smiling for he knew what Lang was prepared to do.
"My lightning or the woman's hands, what will bring the traitor's fortress down first?" Golmen wondered, resting his hammer on his shoulder.
On the rooftops, a man in a white suit and green tie looked down at the scene and laughed. Loki tipped his fedora and sat with his legs dangling. He wondered whether the rise of Aeon was over already?
Sven was screaming on the outside. The journey through Cassandra's stomach was not a gentle one or a wondrous journey as some films made it out to be. His clothes were burning, skin melting, even his bones were corroding. Never in his life had he felt such physical agony, the broken arm he suffered during one of his tours paled in comparison. When people spoke of death being painless they were obviously wrong, for the pain only grew worse as Sven felt his heart beat get slower and slower. His heart was melting and his soul was crying. Inside the severity and hopelessness of the situation began to seep in. The bones of other victims touched his skin and with each touch his awareness of the world and what it had done to people grew more clear.
'Cassie Lang, you were a hero once, you fought Hydra but now...you're a cannibal, and not because of necessity but just hatred,' he thought.
A bone hit his skull and he felt a flash of memories.
"NO! I DON'T WANT TO DIE PLEASE STOP!"
His jaw opened but he did not scream. His heart was already half way melted yet he was still aware of everything. He saw an image of a woman turning into a wolf hybrid. Then the image altered, turning to that same woman performing at a circus, then to a younger version of her standing with other youths in yellow and black suits, and then finally a version of her with long hair and a belly that showed signs of early pregnancy, kissing a gold skinned boy. Another bone struck him and he was again bombarded with images, a shirt less boy with angelic wings, the image changed to a blue skinned man wearing a black suit, flapping terrifying metallic wings behind him, the third image showed him in a white and blue suit, his hair was long and his skin was fair but his wings were metal yet his face showed that he was at peace. Sven's arm moved to his head and in the process he hit another bone.
He saw again images of people, what their lives truly were and what they could have been. Derek Morgan, a hooded vigilante with gold and brown wings, in another world he was a Daily Bugle camera man waiting for his latent powers to be awakened. Nomi Blume, a rival to Kitty Pryde in one world, a teenage Avenger in one world, a mutant waiting to be awakened in another. Nathaniel Essex, a mutant zealot in one world, an immortal scientist with no ethics, obsessed with creating the perfect mutant in another world. Darwin, a Taxi driver who though recruited never became an X-man in one world, yet in another became one of the forgotten X-men. Illyana Rasputin, a farmer in one world, demonic ruler of Limbo in another, member of the New Mutants, mutant terrorist/freedom fighter in others. Cassandra's appetite had even gone to those whom were not mutants, Nico Minoru a mutant activist in this world, a founding Young Avenger in another and a Runaway sorceress in a third world.
'Too many,' Sven thought.
He saw people who were heroes yet not known by the rest of the world. They sacrificed in the past, in this new world they could have been heroes but were denied that chance. Even evil men like Nathaniel Essex had been given a fate unnecessary and pitiful. Then there were those whom truly stood out, Wolverine, Nick Fury, Spider-man, the Hulk, Daredevil, all dead. Men who had been good, or at least had the potential to be good had been turned into far cry's of what they could have been, Steve Rogers, Thor, Hank Pym, all twisted to become things they weren't.
'This world,' Sven's bones twitched as they glowed red.
He realised this world and the world he once came from where both cruel worlds. The potential had been ruined before the ultimatum wave hit, heroes had died before Spider-man, the world was on the brink of ruin before the cataclysm.
'It's twisted, I don't want this world anymore, I don't want the old one either, I want another world, I want another world,' his inner voice grew more angry, more hysterical as his skeleton shook as if having some kind of fit.
The hollows of Sven's eyes and jaw shined as a scream emanated from his skull.
Sarah Rushman sat away from the rest of Ben Parker's charges. She spent her time sharpening a collection of bone blades she pulled from her bare skin. After pulling out six blades she put her shirt back on, hiding the scar tissue across her back. Every time she pulled out a bone blade she left a scar that would heal after a month or two. For big blades it would take a year, in fact the healing process was getting slower with every year that passed. Part of her wondered if that man Sven Reilly had been right, if the life she was living wasn't really hers, if she wasn't meant to live with Ben Parker. She stood up as Sunder and Pixie ran over to her.
"What's wrong you two?" she asked.
"Sunder!"
"We were listening to the radio, it said they dropped a giant man commando to tear the Bugle building down," Pixie said.
Sarah put her bone knife into a sash on her belt.
"I'm tired of running," she said.
"Sunder?" the big man tilted his head in confusion.
"What are you planning to do Sarah?" Kenji asked, walking into the room with Laurie.
"I don't care what Ben says now I'm going to the Bugle building, if the resistance is making its final stand I want to be there," Sarah explained.
"For what exactly?" Laurie asked. "I'm no coward I believe there are some things worth dying for but this? We have a peace right here, Ben will be back once he's seen how futile it all is," she explained.
"No, the radio," Pixie paused for a moment, hanging her head low as the others looked at her. "Ben's car broke through the barrier, they made their way to the Bugle entrance and...Brant said that the giant lady has already killed someone," she was already crying, she would have cried no matter who it was.
"Ben can't be dead, he's sensible he wouldn't risk his life like that," Laurie said.
"Wake up Laurie, this isn't surviving, this is just waiting to die and our rights are things we should fight for," Sarah explained.
"I agree with Sarah, but I'm staying," Zero said.
"Why?" Laurie asked, looking at the boy.
"Because it's what you want to do."
Sarah shook her head as the couple smiled at one another.
"You two may be happy living like this but some people aren't, I don't want to die I don't even want to survive, I want to live and this isn't living," she said as she turned to Sunder and Pixie. "So do you two want to come, you'd be good in a fight."
Pixie and Sunder nervously shook their heads. Sarah instead turned to Beast and whistled to him like one would a dog. Laurie suddenly slapped Sarah across the cheek.
"If you want to die then go, but you won't drag anyone else with you," she said.
Sarah shoved Laurie out of her way and began walking out of the basement. All five residents froze as they heard the door crashing and boots slamming against the ground. Sarah drew two knives from her belt and waited, seeing the targeting lasers of the Ultimate swat team's rifles. She froze, suddenly realising that Ben Parker's house wasn't the place she wanted to die in.
"Mutants, this is Grant Ward of the Ultimates, come out with your hands above your head, you have a minute to comply or we will shoot you," a voice said over a loud speaker.
Sunder immediately moved to the basement's outer entrance. He pried the door open and yelped as several rifles were pushed against his head.
"GET OUT OF THERE NOW!" one of the agents yelled.
They ran down the steps and aimed their rifles at the mutants. One agent kicked Pixie's knees and grabbed her by her hair. She let out a scream, but did very little to stop the agents from dragging her.
"DROP THE KNIVES AND PUT YOUR HANDS ON YOUR HEAD NOW!"
Sarah knew that the order was aimed at her. She unclipped her belt and raised her hands. The soldiers grabbed her arms and put them behind her back. Likewise they did the same for Laurie and Kenji and began pushing them out of the basement. When Sarah got outside she gasped at what she saw, a Sentinel towered over the house, merely the vanguard of a platoon of soldiers whom had begun searching the houses. Mary Jane Watson's mother was dragged out of her house, looking very bewildered yet less confused than the other residents. The Sentinel had bulkier armour than any Sarah had seen before, it seemed it had added weapons as well. An agent in the crowd removed his helmet, revealing a dark haired man.
"Bring the mutants here," he spoke into his microphone.
The agents dragged the five youths into the middle of the street. It was clear to Sarah what the Ultimates were planning to do. She was bought to her knees, but refused to give up. Boned spikes suddenly burst out of her back, piercing the neck of the man behind her. She yanked the blades free and swung her fist at another agent, shattering his goggles with bone armour around her knuckles.
"SARAH STOP!" Laurie yelled.
"NO!" Sarah yelled. "Don't you see what they're doing? DON'T ANY OF YOU SEE!"
"She's right, look back on history and the pattern that was there, look at what's going on here," Kenji said.
Those watching looked at the mutants in shock. Ward hit Sarah with an electronic bolt from his pistol. He bought her to her knees again, whilst agents hit Kenji with shock sticks.
"Do you people not see," a voice spoke from the Sentinel. "They're dangerous, how long before one of them used their powers to commit untold levels of destruction here."
"We were here, we were living here for months, we were living in peace," Sarah said.
"SHUT UP!" Grant yelled, hitting Sarah with another blast.
"You," Sarah glared at Mary Jane's mother. "YOU REPORTED US DIDN'T YOU! WELL WHOEVER DID THIS IS YOUR FAULT!"
As Sarah spoke, children were pulled out of their parent's grips and subjected to gene tests.
"He's clear," an agent said, pushing a boy back into his mother's arms.
"He was already tested for the mutant gene," the boy's father said.
The agent turned and suddenly punched the man across the face, bringing him to the floor. Looks of anger began to cross the faces of those whose homes had been demolished by unnecessary searches.
"Everyone please, please listen to me," Pixie said.
"Megan just stay quiet," Laurie said.
"NO EVERYONE LISTEN!" Pixie yelled.
Her wings flapped, knocking her captors back and releasing a wave of dust. The dust seeped into the noses of agent and ordinary citizen alike. Some began to scream, but a majority of them remained normal.
"My dust exposes people to their worst nightmares, none of you are reacting because...because you're already living your greatest nightmares, don't any of you see that?" Pixie asked.
"She's right, it's not us you're afraid of now, its them, the Ultimates and Rogers, the people who thought that the best way to deal with a problem was to blow it up, how long before what happened to Wakanda happens to New York, how long before it's your children being publicly executed?" Kenji asked.
Slowly the people gathered began nodding amongst themselves, understanding exactly what the mutants were saying and understanding exactly what had become of their world. The Sentinel looked down at Ward to notice that he was on his knees.
"Enough, we're not going to take it anymore," Sarah growled.
"NO MORE!" Kenji yelled.
"SUNDER!"
The gentle giant changed, throwing his captors aside. His look of anger was a far cry from the simplistic gaze he had before. Tentacles flowed from Kenji's back and he used them to throw the guards holding him away. Beast let out a roar before punching and kicking the agents around him. The people in the crowd began pushing the agents back, pretty soon a riot had started, the Ultimates had officially lost control and the whole world could see it through the cameras. Far away from it all, Steve Rogers looked at the carnage from his office. He stood up and walked away from the TV screen, going down a set of corridors until he came to a stop at a metallic door.
"Director Steven Rogers, password 1: James Buchannan Barnes, password 2: the tree of liberty must be refreshed from time to time with the blood of patriots and tyrants," he released the first and second locks and then had a scanner run over his hand and eye.
Then he reached into his pocket and removed a key. He injected it into the slot and turned, a digitised click indicated that the fourth lock had been released. The massive vault door opened and Rogers walked into the facility. He walked past two cells before coming to another, unlike the other cells there were no special locks, just the basic shatterproof glass. The director pushed the intercom button and spoke to the person inside.
"You were right, people have begun rioting," he said.
"It was only a matter of time," the man in the box said, turning the page of the book he was reading.
"Satellites also confirmed that an object is moving through space, massive in size, what is it?" Rogers asked.
"A being of immense power and I don't think your world is equipped to handle it."
"What makes you say that?"
"Because none of you are united, extend an invitation to Magneto, once he and his people see the severity of the situation and what is at stake then you can work together to find a solution to the threat."
"This machine that Magneto plans to use to leave this world, could we use it to send that...thing to another universe?"
The man in the box paused for a moment, more out of shock over what Rogers was suggesting. He knew exactly what the machine Magneto possessed could be used for.
"It's certainly an option, but it's not the option you would choose," he said.
"What the hell do you know about me?" Rogers asked.
"Steven Rogers, born (as clichéd as it is) fourth of July 1920, you're the son of Irish immigrants but have never felt any strong connection to that part of the world, you've more been interest in the country you were born and grew up in, America, you always believed in the American dream and the view of the American way, of being tolerant of others and standing up for what is right, a frail young man with asthma you signed up with the military several times but were rejected every time. Impressed by your courage and dedication a scientist accepted you for project rebirth, which changed you into the world's first super soldier, into Captain America. I know who you are Rogers, I know what kind of man you are supposed to be, the kind of man who fights for compassion and without compromise, the very things which you believe makes people human, you do not kill or allow people to die because it is the lesser of two evils, you see people in need of help and you help. You are the kind of man who helps the helpless and raises up the hopeless, that is who you are Captain America."
A moment of silence passed before Rogers began clapping his hands. The sarcasm in his movements was so obvious the man in the box didn't need to turn and look. He simply continued reading his book and ignored the mocking gaze Rogers had.
"Well sorry to disappoint you, but that's the version of me that you know, and I'm not him," Rogers said. "I will destroy the world Magneto wishes to create and then I will send that creature through the multiverse to another world, it will become that Earth's problem then," Rogers turned away and began walking back down the corridor.
"You are destined to fail," the man in the box said.
"Really?" Rogers turned, looking back at the man with a ferocious look in his eyes. "I have an army and some of the greatest scientific minds at my disposal, what disadvantage pray tell do I have?" he asked.
"You lack what I lacked, what all men like you and I lacked...conviction."
Rogers huffed as he turned away from the man in the box.
"There are no men like me," he said.
The man in the box slammed his book shut, turning his face and revealing his blonde hair and blue eyes.
"There are always men like us...but there is also always hope."
He remained silent and listened to the vault door shut. The man sighed, resting the book against his forehead.
"You'd better get here soon Sven Reilly."
"You must wake up Sven!"
'What? Who is that?'
"He is coming, and I fear that this world will not be enough to stop him this time."
'Stop who? I don't understand, why me?'
"Because deep down you know what you can be, what the world needs you to be."
'Maybe that's the case with your world, but my world hasn't shown any sign that its worth saving!'
"You just have to stop and look harder, there is hope in this world, and if you are still unconvinced, if you still feel that this world is beyond saving then simply...change your world."
'Change my world?'
Golmen and Lang stood in front of the Bugle building. The giant woman backed away as Golmen raised his hammer. Lightning began flashing in the sky, both Ben and MJ had given up trying to get the people inside the Bugle to let them in. Loki watched his brother closely, excited to see what possible carnage the brute could inflict. But Golmen stopped, and the eyes of all those present were drawn to the screaming giant woman. Cassie Lang gripped her chest as it bulged, once, then twice before she fell to her knees and began to fling her arms around.
"Damn it Stature what's going on?" Golmen asked.
Ben was too shocked to avert MJ's eyes, and she watched along with everyone else as a fist burst out of Stature's chest. It was pure white with redlines running down it, blazing as if they were on fire. The people screamed as something began to climb out of Stature's remains, half her size with her guts dripping off of it. A growl escaped its mouth and steam shot out of its nostrils. The creature took a step forward, revealing a set of human toes. Across its body were red markings glowing like fire. A mess of red hair covered the top of its head and partly covered its eyes. It breathed, moving the bangs aside and revealing its left grey eye and glowing red right eye. The monster had no lips or gums, just a set of razor sharp teeth. Horns protruded out of the back of its head and spikes came out of his jaw, making his head look more like a helmet than flesh. Its white skin turned charcoal black as it roared.
"The awakening has begun," Loki grinned. "But is he a hero or a senseless beast? Could he know what you took from him brother?"
The god of mischief's smile grew bigger as the giant creature looked down at Golmen.
"Oh I think he does," Loki said.
Golmen yelled, summoning a lightning bolt from the sky. It tore through the monster's chest, causing it to fall to its knees. Golmen smirked before his eyes grew as wide as saucers. The creature stood up, energy crackling from its chest wound.
"Impossible, I hit it in the heart," Golmen said.
What he didn't realise was that inside the creature was pure energy, and its outer shell had already begun to heal. The monster dragged its heel back, leaving an imprint in the ground. Then it bought the leg forward, fire blazing on its foot. The attack struck Golmen, lifting him into the sky and sending him flying across the air.
"Oooh, that looks like it hurt," Loki chuckled, always happy to watch his brother be beaten.
The monster raised its head and roared, its skin continually shifting between, white, black and grey colours. The thunder and lightning had stopped, replaced with the cries of a monster that hated the world it was born into.
Next Chapter 6: Corruption
Hope everyone enjoyed the chapter, no new looks to explain other than Sven's semi-awakened and berserker form, he's giant cause he's partially absorbed some of Stature's powers and he's being bombarded with more visions of other worlds and memories of the new world he's living in, so that's put him in a comatose state whilst his body moves with uncontrolled rage. Looks wise I was going for a mix between Eren Yaeger's Titan form from Attack on Titan and Tekkaman Blade, so its a mix of monster and armour at the moment.
The Sentinel look is based on the Sentinel One seen during the X-men's 198 period.
Next time the voice within Sven's head is revealed (he's not the bloke in the box who Rogers was talking to) as he is hit with more memories. Meanwhile Sven's corrupt form rampages through the city facing the Sentinel, and in a tie in to the Redeemer Sven faces the temptations of the Enchantress.
