It had been many years ago when it seemed like the world was forever changed. A transatlantic flight had been highjacked by terrorists who wanted to ransom the screaming terrified passengers for a fortune. However they were reckless and ill-prepare; the pilots ended up shot and none of the terrorists knew how the controls to the plane worked and ended up damaging them when they tried to fly. They ended up leaving with the parachutes leaving the passengers to think that they were just going to die.
However a figure flew through the sky; catching the terrorists and bringing them down to the ground to the authorities before going back up. No one was able to get a look at the figure. the figure then caught the front of the plane and safely got it down to the ground. Onlookers and reporters got a look at the caped clad figure.
It was on that day that the world believed that a man could fly.
Discussion online and on the news and talk show hosts and general conversation about who this 'flying man' was. However soon came to the annual Stark Expo hosted by Stark Industries and founder and CEO Howard Stark promised a big unveiling. He had invited news outlets from around the world and there were no shortage of television crews and reporters there; everyone assumed that he had some sort of weapon or revolutionary technology to reveal to the world.
There was huge applause as Howard Stark with his smirking face and moustache came onto the stage to the podium with the banners showing the Stark Industries logo. "Ladies and gentlemen; I know we here at Stark Industries have been hyping up this grand unveiling for quite a long while and you are all dying to know what it could be... You all should know that along with designing weapons that have been keeping you all safe for decades as well as creating technology to help you all through your lives... We have also been sponsoring superheroes from the days of World War II with Captain America, Power Princess, the Golden Agency and more to this very day though costumed crime fighters are much rarer than they used to be... However we found a special one and not since those I mentioned; have we been more excited to work with a hero of his calibre Now you might have all heard about the tragic near crash of the flight and the 'flying man' and I was a tad miffed about the surprise being compromised... But when lives are in danger what can you do..." Howard then said and that got the reporters talking.
"Lonnie Lattimer; the Daily Globe... Are you saying that Stark Industries knew about this 'flying man' and is sponsoring him?" a woman reporter asked as Howard asked.
"Not in those exact words Ms Lattimer but please let me bring him all out... The super-man exists and he's an American! Please welcome the new Sentinel of Liberty... Hyperion!" Howard said as flying down form the sky and landing next to Howard on the stage with a stomp was Hyperion. Hyperion looked at the crowd and was nudged by Howard to smile and wave.
"Thank you everyone and thank you to Mr Stark here for bringing me in... This is such an honor as I had grown up in a small town with all of these powers... You see my parents found me as a baby in some sort of spaceship... I don't know if I was the result of an experiment or if my people all had these powers... But I grew up being taught old fashioned values by my parents as well as hearing the stories of the glory days of heroes like the Golden Agency... My dad used to show textbooks of Captain America and how he was a symbol of heroism... Plus Power Princess who was like the strongest hero there was... I hoped that I could one day use my great power to live up to their example... I was found by Mr Stark and now I am here to say that I here to fight for truth, justice and the American way!" Hyperion said then said as the reporters got their hands up.
"So you are saying that your species also looked like humans and how exactly did Howard Stark find you?" Lonnie asked. as Howard went to the microphone.
"Working with heroes for decades means that I have learned where to look and how to spot a kid hiding his potential. As for the alien thing; sorry to tell you that the terrible effects of the bug eyed monster movies lied to you for decades." Howard then said as the crowd then laughed.
"J. Jonah Jameson of the Daily Bugle... How do we know that you are on our side? Why were you sent here; as a vanguard for an invasion? How exactly can you protect us if more flying people from your world came here as an army?" asked another reporter.
"First of all Mr Jameson; I think that I pull off the moustache better..." Howard then said to laughter from the crowd and fury from Jameson. "Second of all; I have full faith in Hyperion that he is on our side and he should be able to handle it should more like him should come forth!" Howard said as more reporters came with questions.
However in a forest; there was a broken spaceship and out from it came vines...
Inside a Stark Industries building; Hyperion was on the phone to his parents. "I can imagine that it wouldn't be possible to not to catch the story on the news... Just wanted to make sure that you caught that your big boy has grown up... I will see you later... Love you Mum..." Hyperion said as his main military liaison Colonel Joe Ledger came up to him. "Colonel Ledger..." Hyperion told him as Ledger said.
"You are sure the talk of the town now... The whole country now knows who you are and you are ready to make them believe the hype. We are tracking down the retired American Eagle for an interview with you and there are everyone wanting one of those with you..." Ledger told him as Hyperion took this in.
"Gosh... How will I ever have time to be Mark Milton.. Get the tests ready to become an assistant teacher..." Hyperion then replied and Ledger raised an eyebrow.
"Why are you even thinking about that? This is your job and life now... Lave your boring human stuff aside... Were you planning on going on a secret identity; putting on glasses and see who gets fooled by that?" Ledger asked in disbelief.
"I may not actually be human Colonel but I was raised as one and I want the life of one as well... Sure I want to do my part in saving the world and living up to the likes of those who protected the country before but... I also hope to become a history teacher... Teaching young minds about the history of the world so that they are not doomed to repeat it..." Hyperion then said as Ledger got an alert on his ear peace.
"Your first big fight as a superhero has been decided... What do you feel about giant tree monster?" Ledger then asked him.
Hyperion was now flying to the forest where the people inside were screaming and caught in vines; towering over the trees was a grown monster that looked to be made of wood. Hyperion then began breaking apart the vines to rescue the people and then fighting against the monster.
"You think that you can dare challenge me? Groot the Invincible!" the monster roared as Hyperion charged and fought against the monster. Groot then got Hyperion into the grip of his hand but Hyperion then broke free and used his Atomic Vision to utterly destroy the monster.
The reporters and civilians looking up caught this and cheered as Hyperion then flew down.
Emil Burbank snapped as he looked at the news and all of the headlines about Hyperion's unveiling at the Stark Expo. "The smartest man in the world... And upon getting his Nobel Prize... The attention is stolen by some alien..." Burbank snapped furiously to himself.
The Nightcave in New York City and Nighthawk was busy putting up an investigation into Hyperion; "If there is even an 1% chance that this alien with all that power is a threat... Must be taken as an absolute..." Nighthawk then said.
A museum in Norway and semi-retired superheroine Zarda the Power Princess was living her life as a museum curator as she got the news of Hyperion. "By Odin's beard... Been too long since I have heard of anyone with such power... Howard tracked him down and he has been living here on this planet hidden for so long like me... Perhaps a new age of heroes is dawning..." Zarda muttered to herself.
A secret military base for Project: Hyperion and there was Howard smirking at a holding chamber for a piece of the destroyed Groot. "The weeks that we spent torturing that tree thing... Made something that claimed it came in peace and then it was a vengeful monster... Ready to toss into the wild until it was big enough to make a show for Hyperion..." laughed Hyperion.
With him there was General Ross and General Richard Alexander a bald headed black man in a green military uniform; 2 of the main military figures in the project. "Still... Someone with that power... We can't trust his upbringing will make him loyal to us... You know that against expectations; we went with that costume design... Who is to say that he won't rebel more... Plus what if he ends up finding out the truth of his origin?" Alexander asked as Howard thought it over.
"Perhaps we should look into hiring some people to come up with contingencies" Howard muttered before smirking again. "In the meantime... let's celebrate the fruits of the labour that all the decades of raising the alien has brought us... A perfect weapon for all of us..." Howard then told them as he put his arms around their shoulders.
Hang on a second here; what is the deal with the character assassination with Groot here... Let me check my notes quick... Yes Groot when he debuted in Marvel was different; basically not only speaking in full sentences but in his first appearance was basically the monster of one of those alien invasion stories that appeared in anthology comics.
Consider this like the first issue of Hyperion's comic when he was starting out and was eager to proof himself as a hero (like Homelander in the season finale of Boys Diabolical) though ended up the aloof and resigned tool of Stark Industries that he started off as in the main fic. I also want to say that I have gotten my own copy of Superman: Man of Tomorrow and like what I have seen but the heavy lines of the character models... Not bad at all but personally I can't help but think of Archer when I see the characters in the movie.