Scarlet Witch floats in front of Drax:
"As it happens all of us have the same notion. To eliminate Thanos. You should not waste your energies pummeling one another."
"As it happens all of us have the same notion. To eliminate Thanos. You should not waste your energies pummeling one another."
Drax halts,
unwilling to smash through the Scarlet Witch to get Mar-Vell.
"You, too, are Thanos' enemies?" Drax exclaims.
"But then, why prevent us from raiding the Genetic Archive of the Kree, in
which the key to defeating Thanos may be found?"
Mar-Vell isn't having any of that:
"If our Codex of Superpowers could defeat Thanos, don't you
think we would have done it by now?" Mar-Vell angrily says to Drax.
"He has ruined entire worlds in his mad quest. But no one can endure the
imprinting of all the inhuman abilities stored in the Archive. None -- save one
who is willing to lose his humanity in the process."
Mar-Vell looks sadly into the middle distance, the light of lost
stars shining in his eyes.
"I will lose my humanity in the process!" says Drax.
"Here is one who is willing! When can we start the imprinting?”
“You don’t understand what you’re asking …” Mar-Vell tries to say.
“Do it, or we will take your Archive and do it ourselves! And if
we have to go through you to get to the Archive, say your prayers, warrior of
the Kree!”
"We don't have prayers ... we're rational atheists obeying, but not worshipping, a Supreme Intelligence we created ourselves ..."
But Drax isn't listening.
"We don't have prayers ... we're rational atheists obeying, but not worshipping, a Supreme Intelligence we created ourselves ..."
But Drax isn't listening.
(meanwhile)
Storm will take this opportunity to follow Star-Lord. His
destination looks interesting.
Star-Lord skids to a halt in the lobby of a circular palace of
glowing green memory-nodules reaching impossibly far into the sky. Six Kree
warriors rush out, their energy guns raised.
“Whoa!” says Star-Lord. He flips head over heels, ducks behind a
pillar, leaps up to a balcony and runs along it before leaping off and landing
on his feet. In the process, he blows away all six guards.
“It’s okay,” he assures Storm. “Stun bolts. We can’t afford real
ammo …”
Storm finds his statement reassuring. Comforting, even. A purple
glow seems to flicker around Star-Lord, making him look like he has purple
eyes. A most unusual, even attractive color …
Scarlet Witch is still between them. She is looking kindly at both of them but speaking to Mar-vell:
ReplyDelete"A created Supreme Intelligence that itself created an afterlife? I doubt it. And I saw my brother long after his death when I was nearing my own. He had force enough to push me away from Thanos' jewel. Else I would be dead as well. Since there are universes and planes beyond the ones we normally experience, they could not have been created by your Supreme Intelligence--if it is even creative--for these structures must predate the created intelligence's own existence."
"It isn't supremely ancient or supremely creative, but it IS supremely INTELLIGENT. Among the Kree, at any rate."
DeleteStorm sighs. Nicely done, but this guy is a piker compared to Professor X.
ReplyDeleteShe says cheerfully. "What is our objective here?"
"I'm looking for the Terragen Mist, honey," says Star-Lord. "Need it to give the Nova Corps a leg up on ol' Purple-Face."
Delete"As to what our objective is, the two of us? I think it may be destiny that brought us together."
Storm doesn't think he's using the purple glow to undermine her free will ... he's relying on snappy patter and scruffy beard detritus. Which is either fair-minded of Star-Lord, or else he doesn't realize the purple power is assisting him.
Yes, after the fifth time the X-Men were duped by telepathy or illusion, Professor X made sure they all passed Defense Against Telepathy with flying colors!
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