By Ethan Starks 3 Comments
Have you ever been to a Fantasy Factory? A place where the most outlandish, awe-inspiring inventions are created and put into use for the amusement of individuals. Few places like this existed in this world. Where everyone sees inventions as financial advancements instead of practical devices. With companies like Zeraz Industries, or Starks Enterprises most innovations created are mass produced and marketed throughout the world before most of its applications are revealed. Although Ethan Starks, former Owner of Starks Enterprises, profited generously from this business venture he still held a fondness for his passion of building. Thus the reason why he created his own private workshop where he created inventions the world may never see. Devices and tools built by him and for those he decided to expose to the inner workings of his mind.
A soft pitter patter of footsteps echoed down the empty halls of Ethan's Workshop as a lone soul traversed the area. The building itself was both a technological and architectual phenomena the likes of which the Earth would not know of for many years. The foundation seemed as if it was rooted into the ground. Yet the shape and structure of the building seemed to much for the way it was placed. Like a tree on the brink of tipping over the building seemed to lean a bit too far for the beams embedded into the ground to keep it steady. Some see the building as a magical creation and its creator laughed at those people's limited perceptions. The curved walls of the site gave off a feeling of encroachment as you walked beside them. They seemed to close in on you as well as make the ditstance traveled seem longer in retrospect. At The end of a corridor there were paths to the left and right, each leading to a white door that would sliding open when it sensed movement as well as the right genome.
"I know he is here, I can hear him breathing." A figure whose stature and features were identical to Ethan Starks growled as he sauntered through the workshop. For the past year he had made many attempts to find and destroy what was left of the man Darkchild nearly killed. With him being the only person somewhat aware of Ethan's true condition at the current moment he refused to allow his predecessor return and snatch what chance he had at a life back. After taking the right turn and stepping past the metal door he spotted a pod, leaning against the wall. A speciman laid inside the pod, his skin seeming to glow vibrantly with every heave of his chest. "Am I too late?" The doppelganger chided to himself as he cautiously made his way across the room. He found it quite peculiar that the room housed only a single pod. No room in the entire facility was like this from what he remembers of his ventures through here before. In fact, much had changed as far as the interior of the building was concerned. The once colorful, matte walls were now a bold white and the shape is much more freeform as oppose the rigid design of before. Even the light fixtures had become more dynamic, providing light to specific areas heavily, as well as motion activated light. The identity thief felt unfamiliar with his birthplace but quickly shook away the thought as he stood face to face with his original creator.
"All this time, and you were right here. Healing, growing stronger no doubt. But, there was no doubt in my mind that I would find you. No matter where you go, you can never escape me. Because all I am is you. Now I will end you!" With a ferocious roar the doppelganger extend his hand out to the pod. Yellow energy gathered in his palm whilst energy bolts strode up his arm with fierce intensity. Seemingly, in response to the power fluctuations the room went dark. Ethan's body no longer was glowing and all that could be seen was the expulsion of energy from the doppelganger's arm. it crashed into the pod and bright yellow light engulfed the area as the energies collided and erupted. A vicious roar was expelled from the building and people striding by were frightened the sound. The lights were restored and a large smoke cloud covered the blast radius. With a snide smirk the doppelganger turned to make his exit. "Where do you think you're going?" A synthetic voice chimed in. In that same moment the metal door slammed shut with a loud thud. "AVA, how nice it is to here from you. If you would be so kind as to open the door I won't make my way to the mainframe and cause your programming to order the extermination of every Starks Enterprises employee."
The doppelganger's calm demeanor, and smart alec smirk subsided went he felt the presence behind him. His shoulders cringed and his smile curled up into a frantic grimace. "Impossible! You heart was ripped from your chest! That blast contained enough energy to melt adamantium! Yet your still here! Why is it that you and your damn family have such a hard time staying dead?!" As the dust and smoke settled, Ethan, crouched on one knee with his fist planted in the ground, opened his eyes for the first time in many years. His wild, raven colored hair had grown length, extending past his shoulders. He was no longer wearing the tuxedo he had on the day of his so called death. His body was covered in the tight suit he wore under his carrondium armor. The blue lines that ran across the suit complimented the black base well. He rose to his feet, casually swiping the locks of hair from out his eyes. His classic smirk was ever present as he bore into the eyes of his clone.
"You threatened my livelihood. You threatened my wife. You threatened my kids. You tried to steal my identity! Then, you come in MY workshop and threaten MY AI? If you weren't me I'd kill you." Ethan eyes began to glow white, transparent energy swirled around his aura and the pressure in the room dampened. "That's right, you won't kill me, because I'LL KILL YOU!" The manic clone lashed out with bolts of pure lightning. He tossed them aggressively at Ethan. With quick, precise steps Ethan managed to evade the bolts. Every bolt erupted with light as it carelessly crashed into the force field's erected around the walls of Ethan's facility. Blue shimmers flashed as the energy was deflected and displaced. Ethan's footwork was flawless. With each step he positioned himself out of harm's way whilst quickly closing the distance between his attacker. A blood lusted roar was bellowed by the doppelganger as he ceased his electrical bombardment. The two men stood within arms range for no less than a second before erupting into a grand bout of fisticuffs. Their speed was blinding as they kicked parried and evaded strike after strike. Neither could get the upper hand but one could see that the battle was truly an uneven match. While Ethan fought effortlessly his opponent poured every ounce of feeling and strength into his movements. Ethan clearly outclassed his opponent and the clone knew it. A wild haymaker was the deciding blow as it flew well over Ethan's head. The clone had no time to recover as Ethan came around his extended arm and let off a blast of energy directly into the clone's face. The white energy rushed like a tidal wave from Ethan's right palm and the clone's body collided with the shields so they nearly gave in. His body slid to the ground lifelessly. Ethan's eyes returned to normal and his aura calmed itself. "Pshhhh. He wasn't so tough. I hit em with my weak hand." Ethan walked over to the body and tossed it over his shoulder. "AVA warm up the Vanquish for me. And tell Mrs. Starks she has a 5:30 appointment with Mr. Starks. Oh and remind that there's no sleeping when your at the top." Ethan smirked and it felt good. "Will do sir."