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Attacking the Haters: Part 01
🕑 Added 2024-09-24 00:29:19 +0000 UTC“It’s time.” Cortana warns Hector. On the Space Station, it’s easy to lose the notion of time. Not him, obviously, but she said it all the same, it’s not because he is an abnormal existence that she can’t give him a little of the normal social conventions.
You can still wish a “safe travel” to Superman, even though he is invulnerable. If you stop doing superfluous things just because they look “useless” you will end up doing nothing.
“Thank you, Cortana.” That’s why Hector thanks her all the same.
He stands up from his chair, completely stopping his work on the schematics of some medical electrical devices. It’s something he can do later anyway, he is simply downgrading his better projects to make it more accessible and consistent with the actual time.
Hector then splits himself with his Bio-fission, now three of him stands there, one becomes Eidolon, in his typical black suit and white hair, a mask covering half his face. The other goes for different outfits, the only similarity between them is that they cover the whole body.
The two wear something straight from the DC comics, one in white and silver, with blue high-lights, a suit that remembers a cibernetic knight. The other uses a red helmet and tactical clothes with a jacket, also very technological.
Ghostmaker and Red Hood.
“Time for the street-level personas to make their debuts.” Red Hood Hector spins Ebony&Ivory, Dante’s signature handguns, on his fingers, the two pistols blurring in a circle for a second before he smoothly puts them on their respective holsters.
“Only as a test, I can always make other personas... the Batman Beyond Suit is practically glaring at me from his capsule.” Ghostmaker Hector checks his two katanas before putting them on the sheaths on his back.
“Master, talk with yourself like that may b eis unhealthy...” Cortana depends while watching the interaction.
The three are not independent clones, it’s not different if he grew four extra arms and two heads to become an Ashura, it’s just that he divided himself further and is controlling the body parts remotely.
“But this way I’m guaranteed to have an intelligent conversation...” He smirks
“...like that time if you pondered if it would be gay sex or masturbation if you fuck your clone?”
“Touche Cortana, Touche.” He says with a smile full of amusement
“Now let’s go.” Ghostmaker Hector says
“Today is the day that we avoid a lot of dark timelines.” Red Hood Hector adds
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Infinity Castle, Armory
“You aren’t coming?” Shego turns to Isabella as she finishes putting on her suit. UMF, bulletproof, fireproof, and many other “xxx-proofs”
“No need.” Isabella answers as she passes some items to Cassandra who is finishing dressing herself.
“But you want?”
“No to that too.” Isabella passes Cassandra her utility belt, and with a wave the wall of the room changes, showing a large assortment of weapons.
Helenas walks to a corner and gets the bolts that she needs for her crossbows.
“I will teleport anything that you to you. That’s my job.” They have a tracker because of that “Beyond that, I have no interest in killing anyone anymore.”
“What a pity, killing is so fun?” Shego pouts
“Really?” Helena scoffs as she separates some things in batches, to facilitate Isabella’s work
“Nah. Winning is fun, killing is meh.” Shego shrugs. She is not a murder-hobo at least.
After adjusting their clothes and gear, they’re ready.
Overgrown Rover that was lazily lying on the ground perks up and stands up when signaled by Cassandra, now on her Shadow gear.
“It’s time...” Isabella warns them, making the trio, and dog, focus.
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“...” Saeko rests with her eyes closed in a kneeling position.
She is in her full Murasaki gear, except that her mask and her swords lays on the ground close to her.
She calmly stays in place, not moving a muscle, controlling her breath. She knows what she is about to do, what Hector wants her to do... And she will love every second of it.
She will do it without hesitation, she wants to do it, and she will finally let Loose again and slaughter some well-deserving people. She did it before, she knows that her hand will not tremble or waver, and she is well past that.
When she starts...
But these minutes before is Always a trial to her nerves. It doesn’t matter how many people she killed or tested her blade against, she can’t help but feel a little nervous, feel some trepidation... Like a singer about to perform.
Saeko smiles slightly... Maybe this is a good thing, a sign that the novelty of bathing in violence and becoming one with her blade while sharpening herself against her foes still hadn’t worn off.
Ding A ping on her wrist and a portal slowly opens in front of her.
“It’s time...” She opens her eyes, her heart completely calm.
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On the Sewers
“Go, go, go! If you’re not confident about your defense, take armor! If you’re not confident about your offense, take a gun!” Callisto shouts to the more of dozen metas moving around an armory in their hideout “Remember the explanation! Point and shoot!”
“More than expected accepted.” Mikhail says in his heavy Russian accent, his arms crossed over his muscular chest.
Most of these people are not different than goons, a riffraff really, he questioned the use of them, but Eidolon said “They’re not soldiers, but they’re survivors... They’re fighters.”.
These people lived in a world that hated them, being hunted down, under horrible living conditions... This may be a more valuable experience than formal training. Any training can come later.
Eidolon will observe them, in this little test, to see who has willpower, wits, loyalty, some talents or a good personality to be nurtured. It’s time to extend a little more of his olive branch to the people who are not summoned through the Essence.
He also made sure to send them to the most “simple to deal” Hidden base. A place where they only need to go, destroy, and not die
A portal opens close to the group attracting everyone’s attention, and from it, a figure entirely clad in white appears. Callisto and the others put their guards up a little, if not for the recognizable portal they would do more than simply put their guard up.
“Greetings, I have been sent by Eidolon. My name is Ghost-Maker.”
“...Ghost-manker? Okay~” Callisto drawls “And he sent you why again?” She thought Eidolon would accompany them
“To give the instructions and the necessary information of where we’re gonna attack.”
“To lead us?” She asks narrowing her eyes
“No.” He denies easily “I will work a little independently after passing the information. It’s to you and Mikhail to lead this group.”
This makes her relax a little, not that she would disobey Eidolon if he said so, but she wouldn’t be comfortable in passing the command of her people to a complete stranger, even if Eidolon trusted him.
She took care of most of those metas for a long time, after all.
“Then... Spill it. What are you gonna do?”
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The mood is a little tense on the X-mansion.
Not only some of the inhabitants are a little nervous about the mission that are about to do, but their long-time enemies/rivals are waiting here with them.
“...” It’s at least a little awkward.
No one talks because the previous try ended up spiraling into a battle of barbs and sarcastic comments being thrown from side to side. At least Magneto and Professor Xavier are having a civilized talk in the corner.
And Wolverine and Sabertooth are only glaring at each other.
Maybe is all about the baby steps.
The time finally comes. As usual, a sonic boom was the prelude to his arrival, making the people present look up.
Eidolon slowly hovers to the ground, mantle billowing on the wind, even if is not his intention some people can’t deny that he looks intimidating. It’s probably because of his slightly furred eyebrows when he scans all present with his unblinking eyes, recognizing some important names from Magneto’s side.
“Hello there” He greets as he touches the ground “More people than expected, but there’s enough hidden facilities for everyone.” He says with a hint of humor in his voice
There are almost Twenty people from each side. Eidolon also knows that this is not the limit of each of the group forces, Magneto still has some non-combatants like Mastermind and Mesmero, and Xavier has people like Sage and Darwin outside the school.
But is expected that they would keep some reserves, and he would keep some too if he didn’t gain new subordinates every month... For him, testing and training his people is more important than hiding something at the moment.
He stops in front of them, noticing the obvious division between the two groups. This can’t do.
“You.” He points at one of Magneto's minions “Move here.” He moves his index finger to the spot where he wants to stay “And you, here. You, there. You, stay where you are. Jean, here...”
Like a maestro conducting an Orchestra, he moves almost everyone, mixing the two groups.
“I guess that Magneto and Exodus would like to act alone...” He gives the two metas a glance while arranging the groups
“You know about me?” Exodus asks with a raised eyebrow.
“I know everyone here. It’s part of my job...” He rolls his eyes “I didn’t call anyone by the name before because someone told me that it comes as threatening and intimidating... Do you believe that, Bennet Du Paris?” Eidolon gives the Omega-level mutant a look with a hint of amusement.
“...”
How would he not know one of the few Omega-level mutants officially confirmed by the Marvel Comics? Some gain and lose the title with the change of the writers, like Storm, but Exodus is one of the ones that always kept it.
An Omega-level Telekinetic that makes Eidolon hold himself back from starting a fight to create an opportunity to copy his powers. Unfortunately to him, the future of the Meta people is more important.
“I confess that I was a little surprised...” Eidolon continues “That someone like you would be Magneto’s subordinate... Ah, nothing against you.” He waves at the Old Meta “It’s just that he is not only strong, but he is old... People like that rarely take orders from others.”
“...”
“But I guess you’re used to having someone to follow, right? Exodus...” Eidolon keeps the strong meta in check with his gaze
“...you’re a competent researcher”
“I am always a kind of detective myself...” Eidolon jokes, to alleviate the increasingly heavy mood “By the way, if your old master come back... Can you arrange a meeting between us before he tries to take over the world? Thank you.” He does not wait for a confirmation before turning around to end the conversation.
“...” Exodus's old master is no one less than Apocalypse himself. One of the fewer that Eidolon keeps on high Regard that are not Entities or Old Gods. Right there with Silver Surfer and Dr. Doom.
“And you, Robert?” Eidolon doesn’t give Exodus another look as he turns to Iceman “Are you confident in taking a base on your own?”
“M-me?” The Omega-level cryokinetic meta, points at himself
“Yes, there’s some without hostage, I think... Go crazy.”
“...” He still looks unsure.
“Then you can go with Shadowcat.” The black-clad hero doesn’t wait anymore before assigning him a partner. “She will not be rendered by your ice and can infiltrate using your powers as a cover.” He explains his reasoning as he pairs the two X-men together.
Each of the groups is like that. Obviously, he considers their personalities... A reason why he didn’t put Avalanche and Cyclops together, the two teen Leaders would expectedly butt heads with each other. Or gods forbid Wolverine and Sabertooth.
But most of the small groups are formed based on compatibility and skill.
“There’s a Hidden lab on a particular island just waiting for you Storm.” He gives the ebony woman a humorous look “You go with Colossus to cover the ground, so that you don’t need to go down and risk dying to a random bullet.”
“I would not fall that easily...” She says with a little protest in her voice
“It’s what they all say, but you, Jean, Magneto can all die if I poke your heads with a stick before you all can react. We are still human, remember? Meta AND human...”
“...”
He finishes making the groups...
Jean, Nightcrawler, Cyclops...
Storm and Colossus
Banshee, Avalanche, and Angel.
Astra, Jubilee and Boom-Boom, Quicksilver, Cannonball and Peeper
Pyro, Sunspot and Magma, Unuscione, Husk, Lifter, Unus
Polaris, Rogue, Wolverine and ???
Toad, Blob, Slither, Shocker, Havok, Thornn, Burner
Magneto with Sabretooth and Fabian Cortez
Exodus alone.
And some of his people and clones(in different identities) will accompany them secretly.
“I will pass the coordinates now, useless if you take a ride with my teleportation, but I guess giving you the choice of going there yourself is reasonable. The trust is still not built after all...” Eidolon was saying before he appeared to notice something and turned his head to the gate of the propriety “One of my guys arrived now... Don’t worry, I got this.” He gestures with his hand and the gate opens.
Eidolon keeps his stoic act while watching the newcomer... Approaching slowly in a noisy electric scooter, and with a unicorn bag on his back. It really is a huge contrast with his red and black skin-tight suit that covers his whole body, the two katanas on his back, and the guns in the holsters.
“Hello Heroes and Villains, the anti-hero is here to balance things!” Deadpool salutes them while hopping off the scooter.
He then surprises everyone by opening his unicorn plushie bag and putting the scooter on it, like is some sort of cosmic storage, the scooter twists unnaturally before fitting in the small passage.
‘You really gave him the bag of holding in the shape of a unicorn, huh, Master’ Cortana rolls her eyes inside Eidolon’s mind.
‘It’s funny...’ His only defense, inside the same bag, is also a full armory with all sorts of guns and weapons. And talking about funny...
“Deadpool is with Wolverine...” Eidolon gestures to Logan.
“I knew it! The prophecy is complete! I knew that the movie would reflect here” Deadpool says things no one understands while approaching Logan.
“Wait... Wade?” Logan finally realizes
“Shhh~ Secret Identity dude.” Deadpool shushs him with a finger on his mouth, then he starts dragging the same finger all over Logan’s face “My dear Uncanny DeVitto...”
“I’m not going with this guy...” Logan stays still in place, glaring daggers at Deadpool while the latter continues to pass his fingers through Logan’s Beard sensually and disturbing.
“Don’t be like that... I even have the same power as yours, I mean... Without the whole furry thing, but we’re linked by fate and the love of our fans.”
“Don’t annoy him too much, Deadpool. You have a healing factor now, and he could abuse it.” Eidolon warns “He is growling.”
“grrrrI”
“Nah, look at him... He is purring, he is a cat after all.”
Eidolon decided to completely ignore the two existences and address the rest. “Despite his eccentricities, Deadpool is competent and has the right to participate. After all, he was used in an experiment to exactly how many of our people suffer around the world, and that’s what we are going to put a stop to today”
Now he has their undivided attention.
In truth, a good chunk of the people here(more of Magneto’s side) don’t know what this meeting is all about. Eidolon asks for secrecy because of the risk of spies, and only now he will explain things thoroughly.
He gives each of them a look before starting a little speech.
“Hidden laboratories that make experiments on metas, secret military bases that create weapons to use against us, and even hide-outs of extremist groups that hate and plot against us in the dark... It’s not a conspiracy theory... They are real and they put us on our back foot for a long time, throwing evil labels on us that their acts can be justifiable. While in the dark they're the ones committing evil... Well, today we are gonna counter-attack in the dark that they dwell.”
After making a pause for dramatic effect he continues “The Friends of Humanity, Sapien League, Chruch of Human Potential, Weapon X, Purifiers, Human Council, The Workshop, The Facility... The list goes on and on. All enemies, all with their little agenda... Profit, hate, sovereignty, envy... Whatever their motivation is, it only matters where their acts will lead us to... The answer is between eternal suffering to total annihilation.”
“...”
“Time to turn the tables on them... These people live out of the margin of the law so that they can do their morally wrong acts. If we destroy or cripple them, what they are gonna do? Call the cops? Money does not grow in trees, and I’m also working with a certain someone to take advantage of this huge hit that we will deliver today to complicate even more the lives of their rich investors. And we also get proof of their inhuman acts just in case, to be safe. Dark or Light, we are gonna win this fight in the two battlefields.” Even the ones that don’t like him can’t help getting a little swayed by his words, their participation in a grandiose moment to their race... It doesn’t matter which side they are on. They are pumped.
Eidolon’s hands appear from beneath his mantle, and he makes some devices float to everyone.
“This wristband will provide you all with a crude map of the places you will invade, some instruction, and some extra things like a button to ask for help(use it if you’re about to die) and a cable for you to connect on their computer, when possible. If you do that I can download and delete all of their files, and even sabotage the whole place.”
“A map?” Mystique asks intrigued. If Eidolon has a map, doesn’t that mean that he invaded the place already? So why does the place still exist?
“X-ray vision...” Eidolon deadpans before continuing “Before the invasion, some clones of mine will deliver an EMP to destroy their technological defenses-“
“You have X-ray vision?!” But he is interrupted by Kitty’s surprised shout.
“Yes...” From the corner of his eyes, he can see some girls paying Jean... They apparently made a bet about it.
“So you can like... See through our clothes or something like that?”
“I’m not a pre-pubescent boy...” He rolls his eyes “Self-control is the most important thing to us, if we let our powers dictate what we do, we lose the ‘human’ part of the Meta-human.” He gives a little inspirational speech “By the way, nice moles...” But he adds with a teasing tone.
“!!” Kitty recoils herself in shock
“Just kidding~ Statically a lot of people have moles in places beneath their clothes, duh.” He laughs “And is not using an arm that you can stop my X-ray vision...”
“...” Kitty looks at him before letting her arms fall from her sides “Whatever, I trust you...”
“Thanks, it’s good to hear that.” He says to her before going back to address everyone “If the place you’re assigned for has hostages, it will be flagged... The rest can go crazy, destroy as much as propriety you can, I will leave it to your discretion if you kill, maim, or let go of the people there.”
“Eidolon...” Charles starts saying
“I know, I know... But this is not a Hero vs Villain thing... It’s war. They will kill you all if you give them half a chance, I know, I have seen their evil many times. There’s no reasoning with the... Not in these circumstances. We need to gain some ground to bring them to the negotiation table, no... These are not the people that we want to bring to the negotiation table, these are the ones that we don’t want influencing the people we can have a reasonable talk.”
“...”
“And what about you?” One of Magneto’s asks
“My group is responsible for the other half of the locations and myself... Eidolon can’t appear killing people...” His eyes change a little “But I will go and do things that only I can do. In truth...”
He opens the portals, ready to start anytime “Beyond using this opportunity to bring us closer... I’m using all of you as a smokescreen...” He confesses
“...”
“While I’m the bullet that will kill them for real.”
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In a random location around the world, certain people start to move at the same. Eidolon’s group received their permission to start...
*Bzzzzzzzt*
The signal is that many of Eidolon’s clones release blasts of Electromagnetic Pulses in certain areas before disappearing again.
Portals are open, objects enter the atmosphere, airships unveil their camouflage, the ground rumbles...
All of this happens while the targets are engulfed by the chãos of having their electronic devices compromised. A small opening before they switch to their backup generators and devices, but this opening is more than enough.
In a certain isolated forest in Europe, an encampment remains Hidden between the woods. The Sapien League inhabits there, they are a mutant hater terrorist group that attacks and lynches metas and anything related to them, if one needs to compare they would be something similar to the KKK or maybe a random neo-nazi edgy group.
It’s not even necessary that such jobless individuals, and barely worth noticing, wouldn’t have the capacity to acquire the weapons that they boast on the camp, obviously, someone finances their ventures, using them as paws while instilling hate in the world.
They noticed the abnormality instantly when their radios went haywire, a second later the ground starts trembling slightly, but they didn’t notice this because of the confusion.
This riff-raff of extremists that simply want to see some blood, that was Always on the offensive side was not prepared when the tall trees surrounding their camps parts thanks to a big hand moving them out of the way. Like how a hiker would do with some branches, but these are not small branches, they’re tall and wide pine trees.
“That...” The first to notice loses his voice, recurring to only pointing at it silently.
Eventually, all of them turned to look at Gigantomachia appearing from the trees, at least 20 m tall looking down on them with a blank look.
“FREAK!!” It’s the trumpet that started the chaos. One of them, maybe the most trigger-happy of the band, pulls his AK and starts blasting in Machia’s face.
They know him, Machia is somewhat famous as one of Eidolon’s people, so it’s a testament to their stupidity that they didn’t surrender immediately. Or maybe they’re cocky, bullies rarely back down unless they see their own blood...
“...” The bullets do nothing to the giant. Even the rocket launcher only dirted him a little.
These people are barely worth noticing, just some Young adults who took the “I don’t fit anywhere” syndrome to the extreme and ended up here, feeling some sort of companionship over their directional hate, having a place to belong together with other trash.
“...” Trash that Machia was tasked to clean.
The screams, explosions, and gunshots lasted for almost five minutes before the only sound that could be heard was Machia’s heavy footsteps, walking through a portal, to the next location.
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This time is on the coast, in a hidden cave below a cliff that makes contact with an empty sea, surrounded by rocks big enough to hide the entrance and to deter any explorer, swimmer, or fisherman.
This cave that stretches inside the Earth is the hideout of another meta-hating group, the Friends of Humanity. This group is more “professional” than the terrorists of the Sapien League, they are even recognized as some sort of official pro-human group, having politics and other important figures connected to them.
Obviously, the public doesn’t know half of what they really do and the fact that they’re no different from any other extremist violent organization. They are against anything non-human, even aliens, gods, and other beings... But their main focus was on the metas... For now at least. Who knows how far would they go?
Well, Eidolon knows... And that’s why an unidentified object hits the water some kilometers away from the hideout. After that, the said objects move in the direction of the Hidden base at an incredible speed, just a little below the surface of the water, like a super-sonic Shark cutting the water.
It weaves through the rocks, unbothered by the water currents, it doesn’t go up to breath... It’s inhuman. The perfect enemy to these people.
The thing finally reaches its target.
The entrance of the hideout is some good dozen meters above the surface the water in the shape of a rudimentary cave. The boats below show the limits of where an invader can get without inside help, it’s a place that you can’t attack normally.
Boom
The thing breaks out of the water like a missile, jumping and attaching itself to the Cliff, and then it starts escalating easily like a spider.
“Did you guys hear something?” The voice of a watch asks from the entrance of the cave.
“Yes, the waves crashing against the rocks... it happens all the time.” Another says dismissively.
“No... After that... Like... Mechanical... machine sounds...” The first watchman walks to the edge of the cave, cautiously, but still unworried. No one can climb in those conditions without them lowering the stairs or the Elevator.
When he puts his head outside to check below... “Argh-“ Something grabs and pulls him before he can even react, his scream of surprise is drowned by the winds.
“We have an intruder! I repeat, we have intruders!” The other guards don’t waste time in entering battle mode, shouting at their communicators and pointing their guns at the entrance of the cave
“Wait... those things are not working...” One realizes when they can only hear static.
They suddenly hear a swish and a crank, making their tension go up a notch.
The thing moved, it passed through the entrance, but it did not enter.
They look confused till they hear a mechanical sound again, above them...
Pointing their guns to the roof they finally spot the enemy...
Shots are fired as the enemy falls on them mercilessly, crushing the ones nearby and then quickly attacking the other in well-practiced and controlled movements. Like a well-oiled machine... Because it is a machine.
The robot removes his hand from the guard's torso and rises to its full height. Sleek black metal covers the humanoid body, its head shining in a blue light, as well as its chest, but the light suddenly turns red.
“Failsafe: Activated.” It comes from the androids at its screen smooth face turns to the pathway that goes deep in the cave.
Failsafe is something that Hector was working on lightly for some months, but he finally perfected it in the One Piece world, where he could work on side projects instead of inter-dimensional satellites to ward against invasions.
It was also a good world to perfect its program... Hector used the residents of that battle-filled world to sharpen Failsafe, making him learn how to fight with them, and how to kill different types of creatures.
The best whetstone was no other than Shanks himself... After their first meeting, Hector left a “gift”. Failsafe dropped on the Red-hair pirate and attacked it.
It was a short fight, Shanks easily destroyed the prototype... But then came another, and another, and another, and another, and another, and another...
Each new Failsafe doing better in a fight against one of the strongest in that world. He learned something with Syndrome when he briefly visited the Incredibles World.
Important to highlight, it’s that those Prototype Failsafes that haunted Shanks for weeks were not made of any special material like Adamantium, they’re disposable and self-destructed after losing every time, sending the data of the fight back to Hector.
And in the end of all that, Shanks couldn’t kill it.
An Adaptoid uploaded with Hector’s martial knowledge and hundreds of thousands of battle experience against the most diverse creatures. Equipped with weapons and artillery to deal with any situation, and made of the most durable metal existence... It’s running in perfect motion through the dark paths of this hideout.
Killing everything in sight with the efficiency of a clock. Cutting with a retractable blade, shooting high-pressure air bullets, using the enemies' own weapons... Everything that moves is killed.
It shrugs off bullets, grenades, C-4, fire... It continues to advance relentlessly and steadily, nothing can do more than slow him down for a negligible amount of time. This “nothing” is when he kills something.
It’s an efficient killing machine. The only things you can hear from it are the constant sounds of air pistons with each movement, the metal moving smoothly, the heavy footsteps, and the occasional beeps.
Failsafe advances to the deepest parts of the hideout, while carrying a human torso it barges through a metal door. An instant later Failsafe is barraged by bullets from people of the Friends of Humanity, they hit him in a semi-circle formation.
The android continues unbothered as he throws the dead man's torso in his hand at his enemies.
“Incoming!” Someone shouts.
Props to them, they are trained enough to consider every action a threat Boom and they’re right. Failsafe planted a bomb in the torso, the psychological warfare and sneak attack are not that efficient but are enough to break the formation.
Failsafe advances methodically, jumping at them in a surprising move that you would expect from a heavy robot. Cutting, smashing, shooting, grabbing one’s amr and hitting another with it... No movement is wasted or unnecessary, his enemies fall helpless like they are snowmen.
Without even a nod of acknowledgment, Failsafe walks through the dismembered bodies and blood, continuing on his warpath. Once again he crosses a gate, and once again they are waiting for him.
But not in semi-circular formation with guns ready to shoot.
A lone man blocks Failsafe path, behind this lone man the rest of the Friends of Humanity board some cars and helicopters. This place is a Hidden helipad and land passage to vehicles and they choose to flee.
Failsafe pauses in front of the only man challenging him, not in any sort of acknowledgment, no... Failsafe is above that.
This man, Graydon Creed, aka Tribune is doing something to Failsafe, something invisible to the naked eye. He is a muscular man with a mane of reddish hair.
One could recognize his surname... Creed. The same surname as Victor Creed, the Sabretooth. He is the son of Sabretooth...
...with Mystique when she took the place of a certain spy decades ago.
Yes, the son of two metas is leading the Friends of Humanity. What a surprise, or maybe not if one considers the family in question.
Graydon Creed is using his technopathy against Failsafe, that’s why the android stopped... But wait, he is not a meta!
In a typical Marvel fashion that made Hector laugh out loud, Graydon acquired his Technopath powers when he was trapped in another dimension during a certain incident where his father almost killed him.
His non-mutant powers are the reason Hector sent Failsafe here. If his technopathy doesn’t work, it means that the android surpassed one of his few weaknesses.
Failsa struggles for a bit, the lights on his chest and head flickering a little... before going back to normal... As crimson as ever.
“Failsafe: Capture.” The android robotic voice echoes as it takes a step forward.
“...” Graydon Creed also prepares himself for the battle, he is wearing a technological suit, and is possible to see a sword poking from his back.
Seeing his body posture, is evident Graydon plans to buy time for his men to escape...
Unfortunately, that was predicted too.
pssh Boom Thrunk
A heavy object, like a missile drops from the roof entrance, another one appears from the wall like a mole that just escavated its way to here, and another walks through the dark escape path, blocking the cars.
Three more Failsafes.
“Updating situation: Hopeless” The robotic voice echoes again, coming from four different places. Enclosing and suffocating all bags of flesh, bones, and blood.
Comments
Cesidio Alba Drago
Loooooooove this shit
Mr.goldenweek
Ty
Matheus Alves Celestino
Failsafe is cool. Good chapter valeu
Hibu
When is the next chapter
xxxluckysev7xxx
Just a thought about saeko what do you think about giving her another template of a weapon user take for example shigure kosaka from kenichi mightiest disciple she’s master of weapons and a master craftsmen really complements what she’s capable of now
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Siqui
good chapter, I look forward to the next ones
Михаил Громов
I'll be looking forward to it😉
Михаил Громов
Well, thank you very much for such good creativity🤩. Health to you and your loved ones👍! Thanks😊
Evans
Hi, I will try to keep a weekly schedule, every Sunday.
Михаил Громов
Hi. I would like to know the frequency of chapters and on what day
