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T’challa stoically watched his fellow Africans siege the exterior shield of his country from the cockpit of a Royal Talon, it’s insect-like wings fluttering up and down constantly as it hovered behind the forcefield.

"My prince, the outside forces are resorting to sustained bombardments." One of the royal guard informed in a thick Wakandan accent, her bald head lightly shining in the low lights of the cockpit.

The prince tsked lightly as a holographic display of the artillery strikes was projected upon the console. Most African countries had little munitions and an even smaller number of artillery pieces, but the neighbouring countries to Wakanda were some of the most well connected countries in Africa, having multiple agreements with China, Russia and America, allow them to effectively sustain a conflict at the same time-scale as the three superpowers; so long as their money never ran out, or their land’s resources never stopped flowing.

"Our secret is in the open... Strike every artillery piece they have, leave nothing standing. We will have to show them our might, before they listen to us." T’challa ordered solemnly, his eyes tracking several trucks in the distance that were carrying armed soldiers.

"It will be done my prince." The royal guard said, respect filling her tone.

Poking Drecarios Frost was perhaps the most stupid thing his father had done and requested of him... And now that decision was coming home to roost. Drecarios had conquered Italy and was technologically untouchable, there was nothing Wakanda could threaten him with that would stop his revenge and there was nothing that could appease him. They had made their bed and now they must lay upon it.

’Enemies will peck at our exposed body, as it was foreseen by our ancestors... How foolish have we become that we could not see this coming?’ He thought sadly as several Royal Talons zipped through the shield of Wakanda and layed waste to their fellow Africans.

’My father made me decry Drecarios for being a Tyrant, for his violence. How are we any better, after slaying people who covet what we have and what we own? The man was doing the same as we are doing now...’ He broodily contemplated everything that had happened and what it meant, watching as helicopters appeared on the horizon. The day was going to be long, he could tell.

~~~

Steve Rogers replayed Drecarios’s arrival in Italy for the third time, his mind attempting to understand what had caused the man to abandon Democracy and peace in favour of bloodshed and Tyranny.

He knew that Singularity, Drecarios, was a pragmatic man who helped a lot of people after the events of the Chitauri Invasion... He had repaired buildings with his powers, saved parents and children alike all the whilst giving up sleep and rest after a massive battle. He was an inventor much like Howard Stark was during World War 2, always innovating and advancing humanity. And yet, that same man had completely abandoned law and order... Instead focussing on destroying organisations and entities that stood against his goals or vengeance.

The TV abruptly turned off, Natasha dropping the remote soon after.

"Enough brooding... We can’t make assumptions on his motives without meeting with him at the very least." The former Shield Agent said as she crossed her arms underneath her breasts.

"I don’t understand his viewpoint. The Government has laws for a reason. The justice system has procedures for a reason, no one should go without their day in court. And he just goes and executes people, taking the law into his own hands, all because he believes they are guilty without presenting evidence, and listing the wrongs they have committed."

Natasha was silent for a moment or two, her own face twisting in a mix of emotions.

"Steve, I get it. But you have to be honest, would you trust organisations like Shield if they were infested with Hydra agents, or the Justice system if it was full of corruption?" She paused briefly before continuing, "I can understand why he may have done it... Hell, he told us the last time we all hung out that he had a lot of dirt on America and politicians generally. Perhaps it is really that bad..."

"Then he should have exposed them, dragged them through the media, brought their dalliances and corruption to the people... Then the people could change things for the better." He reasoned passionately.

"Or, it could change nothing. The elections are years away and each politician is connected to others who are connected to bureaucrats, who are connected to big tech and pharma, who are all connected to the banks and the federal reserve... and so on... and so forth... It would just allow them to scurry away from accountability using legal loopholes and private sector investment."

Steve tightened his fists in frustration and anger. America never used to be like this, it never used to be so internally divided and corrupt. The new generations had ruined the efforts of their ancestors and were essentially spitting in their eyes... He sighed.

"Let’s call Tony... See if we can talk to him first." He spoke after a short while, his eyes boring into the coffee table in front of him.

"Smart decision, I’ll go call the egomaniac and see if he can meet us sometime soon." She walked away with a sway in her hips as she pulled a phone out of her pocket.

The modern world was so complicated and annoying. He yearned for the days when things were simple, when punching Nazis was all he had to worry about. When he had a beautiful British woman who he cherished and had secretly fallen in love with long before they agreed to go for that dance...

’Peggy...’ he wistfully thought, dragging out the locket from his pocket and looking at the black and white image of his lady.

~~~

Victor Von Doom, The king of Latveria, watched as the fantastic four denounced the actions of Drecarios in front of the Baxter Building.

`"What he did was distinctly unheroic... He has not only executed people without legal precedent, he has also taken the law into his own hands."` Johnny paused for a few moments as a car crackled in flames in the background.

`"If he shows himself in front of me, I, will, arrest, him!"` The human glowstick firmly declared with all the force of a chihuahua.

Doom laughed menacingly as the ’Human Torch’ flew off into the sky, the rest of the fantastic four barely recovering from their recent conflict with a genetically modified super lizard, or something... Doom gave very few cares as to the existence of super reptiles, he much preferred sorcery and robotics.

"Don’t they understand that they are practically forcing him to be antagonistic?" He mused to himself before chuckling, "Of course they don’t... Reed never was the most socially intelligent." A snarl stretched across his face as he replayed the events that lead to his disfigurement.

He had been friends with Reed in the past, best friends. They had challenged one another and forged entirely new paths for science as a whole. Then one day, when he was excited to present the idea of teleportation to his friend he found his, at the time, girlfriend Susan Storm, fucking Reed on his own desk.

In a rage he had started a shouting match with his once bets friend and girlfriend, his rage boiling inside his blood. Unfortunately that rage connected with his magic and the entire room started to flex and warp under his wrath... Reed, in petty anger and annoyance, grabbed one of their conjoined projects that projected plasma out of a gun-like barrel and aimed it at him... The rest was history... His face was irrevocably marred in scars, his handsome visage melted away for that of a monster’s façade and he was stuck with the rage of betrayal and the chaotic awakening of his magic.

A spark of green magic struck a nearby metal chair and scrunched it into a little ball before he exhaled and took rigorous control once more. Reed and Susan would suffer, of that he would make certain... They just needed to be prepared, basted if you will, for the coming revenge.

"Perhaps you could be an ally Drecarios, Frost..." He watched as the Colosseum in Rome completely restored itself back to its historical peak, his fingers twitching in anticipation of the coming conflicts.

~~~

Anna and Barriss were chatting happily opposite me as I contemplated letting them in on my secrets. Our relationship was fresh and felt fantastic, I didn’t want to leave them behind whilst I travelled to the Stargate Universe. I wanted them to know me, to spend time with me... And I had to admit, the sex was good.

I sighed and decided just to get it over with. The more time I spent on considering pros and cons was time I could be saving O’Neill, helping Samantha and getting a shit ton of knowledge from the Ancient Repository.

"Hey, Anna, Barriss?" Both of them looked towards me.

"I need to do something and I’d like to include you two... If you can keep a secret." I tried to add a teasing lilt to my voice at the end but apparently failed as they both looked at me in anxiety.

""Sure?"" Both of them said at the same time, making them grin toward one another before facing me once again.

"Okay, well. I have a something called the ’Chat Room’ that allows me to speak to other people from other Universes and Multiverses." Anna looked shocked whilst Barriss was nodding, having heard some small stuff about this during our escape of the Jedi temple. "One of those people, Samantha Carter, has asked for my help in saving a man who has over 1 million years of information inside his head. I want you two to come with me."

Barriss flushed in excitement, her presence in the force shining with excitement and affection. Anna was pretty much the same but had a small ping of expectation flash through her presence in the force when I mentioned Samantha. She was an insatiable minx...

"Yes! I want to go!" My flustered apprentice declared happily, bouncing slightly in her seat in the back of the armoured car.

"Are you going to fuck this ’Samantha’ whilst we’re there?" Anna outright asked, licking her lips a little, a physical tick that she must have picked up from me... It was a bad habit of mine.

"If you both want me to and if she wants to as well, I don’t see why not...?" I said with a hint of nervousness in my tone. I wasn’t completely sure if this was a test or not.

"Excellent... Well, what are we waiting for?" Anna expectantly asked, her newly formed goth outfit flexing over her supple breasts and lithe form.

"Okay then. Let’s go." I held my hands out for my two girlfriends, both of them interlacing their fingers with mine as I called upon the chatroom to facilitate a Multiversal shift between this universe and Samantha’s.

’I’m on my way Sam. Hopefully this will help us both.’ I thought just as the Chat Room whisked us away into a different universe.

~~~

Izuku Midoriya watched as the rest of his class sprinted forwards into the obstacle course, his quirk flexing inside his vision as he witnessed the vectors of every single participant and his own dormant ones.

"Time to show off I guess." He mumbled as he affected gravity in a bubble around him whilst lowering the rate at which the Earth’s rotation would effect him until it was zero. He jumped and hovered in the air for a few moments before he mentally pulled on the arrow behind him, directing it forwards and powering it with almost exactly the same speed as Earth’s spin.

In moments he vanished from the narrow tunnel, shockwaves following behind him. He was perfectly upright with his hands in his pockets, all the while he smashed through the course in less than five seconds, his body being shielded from insects and the wind by a small articulation of the wind’s vectors.

"AND WE’VE GOT A WINNERRRR!!!! MIDOIRYA IZUKU OF THE HEROICS CLASS 1-A!!!!" Present Mic screeched out as Izuku came to a sudden stop, loosened his control over every single vector around him, and then dropped to his feet calmly.

"That was easy." He commented in boredom as the nitro-gremlin yelled about ’Dekus’ and stuff as he started crossing the canyon.

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