Kobuk Valley, Alaska
Murmur sits alone in her quarters as the rest of the group mills about. A gust of air springs up from nowhere and blows a small black envelop into her lap. She gives it a curious look and reaches down for it but just as her hand touched it she felt something and leapt to her feet shouting for her team.
Zemo stepped, "What is it?"
She points to the envelop, "How the stark did that get here?"
He lifted it to inspect it but Murmur swatted it out of his hand, "Don't touch it. Its a page from the Darkhold."
He gave her a curious look, "And that is?"
She sighed, "Its a book, a very dangerous and powerful book."
He looks down with a small grin, "Interesting."
***
Brest, Belarus
David, 7 and the Abomination sit in a Shield transport driven by Agent Fry. David looks up to him, "Where are we?"
Fry pointed forward, "We're heading into Poland. We'll be coming into a small boarder town in a few miles. Its technically in Iron army control but its far enough out of the way that they rarely check in."
7 sat fiddling with his gauntlets, "Seems odd to have that wide a gap in the line."
Fry shrugged, "Well the place is strategically worthless and all its really good for is just enough crops to keep the locals from starving to death. On the bright side its become the biggest supplier of black market goods in this part of the world so at least you may get an interesting shopping trip out of the deal."
***
A few hours later they arrived in the Polish town of Sokolka. David was the first out and he wandered around to the back of the truck where he noticed 3 rather burly men stroll up, he gave a sigh as one spoke, "You seem to have forgotten to pay the entry toll."
He chuckled a bit, "You really don't want to do this fellas."
Fry came up behind David as the men stepped closer, "Problem?"
One of the burly men shouted over to a man sitting in a black trench coat across the street, "220, he's asking if we have a problem."
The Creed in the trench coat doesn't even look up from his coffee, "You will if you piss off the guys in the back of the truck."
7 then swung open the rear door and looked over, "Creed 220?"
The man waved as 7 stepped out. One of the toll collectors gulped as 7 walked past. He then looked back to the truck as a shadow seemed to engulf him. He gave a dumbfounded expression as he looked up to Abomination who gave him a light pat on the head, "Hi."
The three men answered back fearfully in unison, "Hi."
7 and 220 walked toward each other and stopped a few yards apart. 220 looked him over, "You armed?"
7 nodded, "Heavily. And you?"
"Same here." The two then grinned. 7 then looked back, "Come on then."
He then looked over to the toll collectors, "Anything happens to the truck and you three get to work it out with him."
He pointed to the Abomination and the men's eyes went wide and one of them stammered out, "We'll keep a good eye on it sir, you'll not find a scratch on it."
Fry and David gave each other a curious look as they approached 7. David leaned in, "Can we trust this guy?"
7 shook his head, "Not even slightly."
7 dropped down at the table across from 220, "You seem to have found your place."
220 nodded, "When I got here the place was chaos, had to teach some manners."
7 knew something was up but at the same time couldn't help but enjoy seeing a Creed in authority among humans. 220 seemed better dressed than most in the town and all who passed gave a polite nod. The group ordered up a large breakfast that 220 had allowed free of charge. As they ate 220 explained what had happened to him since he and 7 had escaped the Savage land. He had found this town ruled by several small gangs which he'd managed to bring together and consolidate the black market trade common here. He bribed the nearest Iron hall quite handsomely to eliminate even their rare checks on the area.
***
After Breakfast 7, David and Abomination unloaded their things. As Fry got back in the truck he tossed 7 a holo-phone, "You need anything let me know."
He nodded and they said their goodbyes. As the transport rolled away David looked over to 7, "Well, a Creed gangster, that's new."
7 shrugged, "They say variety is the spice of life."
David nodded, "Yeah and its giving me ulcers."
7 chuckled, "I'm sure Fry would gladly take you back to New Latveria."
"No thanks, I prefer to keep the horrible things that happen to us on a smaller, less apocalyptic scale."
***
Later that day a few streets away many people gathered in an auction house. Creed 220 stepped out in front of the crowd, "We got a surprise for you tonight folks."
He raises a crimson gem into the air, "Ladies and gentlemen, who wants to be the Juggernaut?"
He then covers his mic and looks back to the auctioneer, "Start the bidding at 500 grand, don't want to scare off the low bidders just yet."
The auctioneer then nods and takes the mic.
***
Nation of the plains, Arizona
Bethany Warhorse lurches up from her bed and looks around the room, "Where's Thrudd?"
Edgar pats her on the shoulder, "Take it easy. After she fixed you up she said she had some business in Chicago to take care of."
She lowered her head and sighed, "I need to talk to Daniel as soon as possible."
Edgar nodded, "You need him to come home?"
She shook her head, "No, I need to warn him."
(To be continued)
(Creed 220 first appears here http://www.comicvine.com/forums/fan-fic/8/marvel-iron-age-7-savage-part-4/692507/)
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