Scott Lang walked along the sidewalk, people acknowledging him as he walked by. He happily took pictures with fans, gave free high fives, and didn't notice the giant spacecraft entering the atmosphere.
A massive projection of Immortus interrupted the calm day.
"Scott Lang!" he rasped angrily.
"You are the champion of your Earth, and as such you will not turn down the opportunity to help your world!"
Scott was confused.
"Uh, hi? Yeah, um, down here."
The projection of Immortus looked down at Scott.
"Sorry, do I know you? Feel like I know you. Listen, on a negative note, and no offense, oh magic bluey guy in the sky but you really sound like shit. You want a Sprite or-"
"SILENCE!!" echoed Immortus' voice across the city.
Scott stammered and shifted his hands as if to apologize.
"You are the one... who defeated the Exiled One. You know of whom I speak! Kang. I, like many of his variants, seek to understand this great power of yours. Come and fight us! Or your Earth will be destroyed."
"Well, hold on a second, you've failed to answer one question clearly. Just who in the hell are you?"
Namor and two of his guards came out of the waters and walked onto the grounds of Wakanda.
Shuri, the new Black Panther, was there with M'Baku and a few other guards.
"Well?" asked Namor.
"We came to a decision. We can only protect your people as much as you can."
Namor sighed. He knew in his heart she was right.
Suddenly, out of the sky, a missle was coming straight down.
"Look out!" shouted M'Baku in Xhosa, but it was too late. Namor realized too late that the enormous missle was falling into the water. An explosion caused water to explode outwards and all over Wakanda.
Namor dove down into the water as far as he could. He was horrified by what he saw. His home. His people. All he'd known and loved. It was destroyed.
Namor snarled in anger. He felt a hundred emotions at once. Rage. Loss. Sadness. Fear. But one thing was on his mind. One thing only. Revenge.