Brighton Beach, New York 2027

A man sits chained to a chair as Arkady Bagrove and his son Ivan look on,"Son, this man is a traitor. He spoke to the police about your uncle and now he may be executed."

Arkady handed his then 13 year old son a gun,"Now is the time for you to prove yourself."

Ivan tossed the gun on a table,"A bullet is too merciful."

He then picked up a claw hammer and marched over to the sobbing man in the chair.

San Diego, California 2029

14 year old Marcus Drake sits in a waiting room at his therapist's office as his mother talks with the doctor inside.

The doctor looks across the desk at Marcus' mother,"You should be very worried about your son, he knows the difference between right and wrong, he simply doesn't care. He has no kind of compassion or empathy, he's aggressive and cruel. I'm suggesting he be institutionalized."

Marcus' mother looks up, "Isn't there some kind of medication, or something else we can do?"

The doctor replies,"There are options but his case is quite severe, I'm not saying he's a lost cause here. Just that he may benefit from a controlled environment while he gets used to the meds."

The 2 stepped out of the room but Marcus was gone.

Kyoto, Japan seconds later

Marcus looks around and mutters to himself,"Sorry Mom, I won't go live in a cage."

He then walked down the road whistling a happy tune.

Nexus Labs Southeastern division Charleston, South Carolina 2028

Emil Rossini steps over to see the young man the division chief had called him about. The chief begins,"This is Sergei Krol, born in Poland. His parents were found shredded beyond recognition, luckily they worked for us so our security got to him before the local authorities arrived. We're putting together a cover story, standard kidnap scenario."

Rossini looks down, "And what makes our young friend so special?"

The Chief steps over, "He has incredible strength and speed, his sensory perception is off the charts, that Monroe kid is the only one that's rated higher so far. He heals at a rapid pace but the really impressive thing is his stealth abilities, he can blend in with his environment so completely that he may as well be invisible. I figure if we could duplicate this we could sell perfect assassins to governments around the world."

Rossini grinned, "I think we can do more than that. I'm going in."

The chief looked fearful as Rossini moved to open the door,"You sure you want to do that?"

Rossini glared at him as he entered the room causing the man to step back.

Sergei looked hatefully at Rossini who calmly sat on the edge of the cot in the center of the room and said in Polish,"<I can help you boy, but we need to teach you some self control>"

Sergei walked over looking curious, every other person had treated him with fear but Rossini looked on with no worries as he continued" <I've been through worse things than you are capable of boy, and make no mistake I would not go down so easy if you try.>"

Nexus HQ New York city

General Frank Monroe enters the office of Emil Rossini past a protesting secretary,"Doc, we need to have a little talk."

Rossini looks on annoyed as he continues his phone call. Monroe walks over to the desk and yanks the cord out of Rossini's desk phone.

Rossini jumps to his feet to meet the General's glare,"What the hell do you think you're doing?"

Frank firmly states, "I don't know how its worked in the past but the Task force is under new management, your security clearance has been revoked and you're done taking my prisoners. If I hear one more report of your companies interference I'll have your ass in a cell."

Rossini looks shocked, the previous head of the task force had been a weasel of a man who'd bent to Rossini's every request, even had his men declaring Nexus authority when making an arrest. This man was different, since Monroe had taken over the company had been resisted at every turn and now Monroe was here to personally announce the end of their involvement.

Rossini started to say something in protest but was cut off,"You have a complaint, take it up with your congressmen."

As the general exited Rossini angrily dropped back into his chair, it had been decades since anyone had talked to him like that, he picked his cell phone and called Marcus,"I have a new assignment for you."

Little Odessa, Brighton Beach, New York

Ivan Bagrov sits in a restaurant eating a steak as his father enters looking surprised to see him.

Arkady sits down across from his son,"Aren't you supposed to be locked up."

Ivan puts down his knife and fork,"I was given a better offer."

The heads of all the most powerful crime families are then escorted in by Ivan's men and sat down around the large table as Ivan finished his steak.

Ivan looks his father in the eyes,"Its time for you to retire, as with the rest of the men in this room. I will be taking your territories, this is not a request."

An aging fat man bolts up and declares," Who the hell are u to order us?"

The staff of the restaurant disappear as the doors to the room slammed shut. Marcus Drake appeared behind Arkady with a blade in hand.

The men at the table go dead silent as they notice the feral looking man standing at the back of the room as Arkady begins to chuckle,"That's my boy."

All eyes go to Arkady as he looks with pride at his son, "You know I can't just let you have it."

Ivan nods as Marcus puts the blade to his father's throat,"For you I'll make it quick, goodbye father."

The feral man known as Sergei leaps onto the table and looks to Ivan. As he looks to see his father hit the floor he nods to Sergei. The screams can be heard in the streets but in this neighborhood people know better than to be curious.

Hours later

Ivan sits sipping coffee as the staff clean the blood from the carpets. Marcus sits down,"That was some cold crap this morning."

Ivan nods,"I did as he taught me."

He then looked up at Marcus,"I need to know if I can trust you."

Marcus grinned, "Long as you keep paying I'll keep working. I do have to ask were'd you find the monster? I've seen a lot of horrible crap in my time but I've never seen anything tear up a room that fast."

Ivan shrugged,"He doesn't say, I don't ask. Tell Rossini its done and I'll be expecting a meeting soon."

3 months ago

Ray Doyle sits in a doctor's office listening to a prognosis,"I'm afraid I don't have any good news for you, Mr. Doyle. We have a bit of a catch 22 here, your power is killing you but at this point its also the only thing keeping you alive. Your digestive system is basically dead, I'd say the only reason you can still eat is due to the radiation vaporizing anything you swallow. You're subsiding on pure energy meaning a power inhibitor would pretty much instantly kill you but the radiation you produce is going to continue to destroy systems until there's nothing left."

Ray sits silently for a moment then asks,"Any idea how long its gonna take?"

The doctor shakes his head,"No, could be months, could be hours, there's no way to tell."

Bravo company HQ current

As Ray wakes up he's glad to see he didn't cough anything in the night, he slowly rises and goes to hit the snooze on his alarm forgetting the glass of water he'd left beside it. He accidentally knocked it to the floor shattering it. As he cleans it up his finger is cut but no blood comes, as he looks at it he notices the bright green glow of his energy radiating from the cut.

Kirby knocks on his door then enters to see Ray sitting on his bed shaking as he looked up,"I'm out of blood."

Kirby looks cautiously,"What?"

Ray raises his hand revealing the cut and Kirby sighs and reaches over to grab a lead paper weight on Ray's shelf and then heads to the medicine cabinet. He breaks off and flattens a small piece of lead and tosses it to Ray along with a box of band-aids.

Qing steps into the door way,"What's going on?"

Kirby fakes a grin,"Ray cut himself and is being a baby about it."

She looks over to see Ray looking pale and scared,"Kirby get out."

The big man does as he's told as she slams the door behind him.

A few hours later the group had been sent on routine patrol, Ray had been sent off with Karen, while Qing had gone with Kirby.The two were sitting on a bench having some coffee when she finally spoke to him,"How long have you known?"

Kirby sips his coffee,"About 2 months."

She glares at him,"When were you planning on telling me?"

He sits back stretching his arms,"I wasn't, I gave him my word."

She shakes her head and sighs,"Who else knows?"

Kirby replies,"Just me, him and his brother Mac as far as I know."

She slumps back,"And Karen?"

Kirby shrugs,"Hasn't said anything, but you never can tell with telepaths. If it helps any you're about to get to take out some frustration."

He points across the street at a vicious looking thug following a woman down the street. She asks,"One of ours."

He nods,"Hands are glowing red."

The thug grabs the woman by the arm but Qing slams her foot into his chest from the air driving him to the pavement as his would be victim ran off. he then shot off waves of red energy that she easily dodged and went in for another strike. He rolled out of the way and leapt to his feet running off as fast as he could while she chased him down. She easily caught him and hurled him into an alley. She landed and punched him hard in the face knocking him out. She then raised her foot to stomp on him but Kirby had caught up to her and grabbed her before she could drop her boot to the man's skull.

"You got him. We're done." He grunted as he pulled her away.

She glared back at the big man and shot into the air leaving Kirby to take in the thug.

(To be continued)

Baxter Building New York City

Reed Richards stares intently at a large monitor as a man from NASA looks over his shoulder,"It seems to be giving off a type of cosmic radiation we haven't encountered before."

Reed turns to look at the man,"It definitely isn't a comet. For one its moving far too fast, not to mention it seems to have changed directions at will."

The NASA scientist looks stunned,"Its a ship?"

Reed furrows his brow,"No its too small, in fact the only reason your satellites picked it up was the light reflecting off it."

Roof of the Daily Bugle, night

Superman and Spiderman sit on the ledge talking,"A radioactive spider?"

Spiderman replies,"Well it wasn't actually radioactive its just what people say, it was actually more mutated. Any way it bit me and the next thing I know Spider powers. So what's you're deal?"

Superman shakes his head,"You wouldn't believe me, I barely believed it at first."

Spiderman chuckled,"Harder to believe than super powers from a bug bite?"

Superman nodded,"Okay, I was born on a planet called Krypton that was destroyed by a world eating cosmic entity known as Galactus. I was the sole survivor."

"A hole planet full of people like you?" Spiderman interrupted.

"No, I get my powers from Earth's Sun." He answered.

Spiderman stared for a second before asking,"How long have you been on this planet?"

"I was raised here by human foster parents, I knew nothing of my home world until after I started developing my abilities." He finished as he stood up.

Spiderman looked up at him,"What is it?"

Superman shrugs,"Break's over."

He then flew off.

Spiderman shot up,"Wait is that world killer thing still around?!"

Superman was too far away to answer.

Brooklyn Bridge a few seconds later

The U-foes were fighting She-Hulk on the bridge, Superman stopped above her,"Need any help?"

She looked up,"I wouldn't turn you down." Vapor turned into a cloud of Chlorine gas and went in to suffocate them.

Superman inhaled and then blew out a powerful gust of air causing her to dissipate, Ironclad leapt toward him, he easily dodged then caught the metal man by the foot slammed him hard on the ground. Vector attempted to intervene but She-Hulk used his distracted state to attack quickly knocking him unconscious leaving only X-ray. Superman attempted to grab him before he went intangible but was a half second late, luckily as Superman's hand passed through X-ray's energy form his Kryptonian physiology disrupted his energy field.

Ironclad attempted to get back up but Superman planted a foot on his back slamming him back down.

She-Hulk looked around,"That was quick."

Superman looked over,"I think you could've handled these guys alone."

Ironclad grunted,"We had an off day, okay."

She-Hulk put out her hand to shake his,"Jen."

Superman started to reply, "Cl....., Kal-El, or you can call me Superman."

She chuckled,"Cause that isn't conceded at all."

Superman shook his head,"I didn't come up with it."

She looked him over,"I'm sure the S on your chest may have something to do with it."

Superman replied,"It's not actually an S, common misconception."

She steps over to him,"Maybe you could clear it up over diner?"

He smiled,"Sure, I'd....."

He was interrupted by a beeping sound as Jen pulled out her Avengers ID, a voice came from it,"Avengers Assemble."

She sighed,"Rain check?"

He nodded before saying,"Need a lift?"

(To be continued)

Detroit Michigan

Bravo company arrives at the scene of an armored car robbery. Kirby looks inside the empty truck,"Teleporter must have used the crew as a distraction so he wouldn't need to deal with a moving target."

Will looks doubtful,"How could you possibly know that."

Kirby rolled his eyes,"Well for one this door is still intact and the lock is fine, all the witnesses have confirmed that the crew just ran off after the guards held them off for about 2 minutes and oh yea, truck's empty. A teleporter is the only thing that makes sense."

Qing surveys the scene intently from the air as she catches the sent of the thieves, she shouted down,"One of the scents appeared and disappeared without a trail, Kirby's right about the teleporter, the rest headed east."

Will scowled as Kirby and Ray took the transport in the direction Qing flew off in. Karen shrugged and rose into the air to follow.

Qing stood on the roof of a warehouse as Kirby and Ray arrived.They got out as Ray asked,"Do we need a warrant?"

Kirby stepped toward the door,"Lets call it probable cause." He then kicked down the door alerting the crew to their presence, A large man grabbed a steel beam absorbing its properties and charging at Kirby. He slammed into the blue man causing him to fall back a step, Kirby then punched him hard sending him across the room as the rest of the crew ran in.

A smaller man lept down from the ceiling, bringing an ax down on Kirby's head, the blade exploded from the impact disorienting the big man giving several members of the crew the chance to jump him. Ray blasted them away with a low level beam. One man shot him with a massive amount of electricity. Ray absorbed it looking down,"This was my favorite shirt."

He then blasted him down. Qing flew in delivering a flying kick to the man who hit Kirby with the ax but dropped to the floor as she was hit with a taser from behind, Ray turned to see what had happened and caught a knock out blow to the face. The teleporter Marcus Drake appeared before Kirby who threw a punch at him. He was gone before the fist made contact and appeared behind Kirby to attempt to use his high powered taser on him.

Kirby dodged and back handed Marcus into a wall. The teleporter looked stunned,"You're too big to be that fast."

The big man grinned,"I'm full of surprises. He charged toward Marcus who teleported behind him and grabbed his arm. The next thing Kirby knew he was falling toward Lake Erie. He hit the water and was dragged quickly to the bottom. His muscle density that granted his incredible strength and endurance also made swimming impossible. Back at the warehouse Will and Karen showed up.

They looked around at the crew of thieves strewn around the floor,"Where's Kirby?" Will shouted.

Ray shrugged,"The teleporter took him with him."

Will looked to Karen,"See if you can find him."

She sent out a wave of telepathic energy for a few seconds then shouted,"Lake Erie, now. He's drowning." Qing flew off at top speed, when she arrived she sent a telepathic message to Karen 'I need a location here.'

Karen forced her way into Kirby's mind,'I need you to let us know where you're at.'

Kirby stopped struggling against the water and hit the bottom crouching down and pushing off the bottom as hard as he could sending him blasting into the air and taking a deep breath before crashing back to the water. Qing saw this and rushed to pull him out.

As she dropped him on the shore he sat up panting,"I'm.. gonna kill..that guy."

Back at the warehouse as the rest of the crew was loaded into a prisoner transport Will looked over to Ray,"I don't see why you all got so panicked about Kirby getting dropped in a lake."

Ray shook his head,"You really do suck at your job don't you."

Will looked curious as Ray continued,"He can't float, too dense. If you can't float you can't swim. I'd suggest if you'd like to keep your job you might want to learn a thing or 2 about your team."

Bravo company HQ a few hours later

Ray knocks on Kirby's door as he walks in,"Got any idea who the teleporter was?"

Kirby looks back,"He was involved in a bank job Foxtrot dealt with about a month back......."

Kirby stopped when he noticed a bit of blood on the edge of Ray's mouth,"You coughing up blood again?"

Ray quickly wiped his mouth,"Its nothing."

Kirby shook his head,"You're gonna have to tell someone eventually."

Ray dropped down on Kirby's couch,"I will when it becomes a problem."

Kirby sat down,"In my experience puking up blood is usually considered a problem. Did you at least tell Qing? Keeping crap from the stuffed shirts is one thing but she loves you for some strange reason."

Ray looked over,"I think she can sense it."

They shut up as Qing walked in with Karen and a case of beer,"We just had our first mission with less than a thousand dollars of property damage and nobody died, seems like a reason to celebrate." Qing said with a grin.

Kirby looked back to them,"Poster boy too good to join us?"

Down in the conference room, Will sat looking over his teams files. He was tired of them looking at him like a moron so he was doing his homework. He hated the fact that the task force had made him their symbol. He hadn't had a moments peace since they started slapping his face on recruitment posters.

(To be continued)

Oscorp HQ New York City

Norman Osborn glares at the man sitting across from him,"Do you really think I'll just sit idly by while your company steals my contracts?"

The bald man sitting across from him grins,"I stole nothing Osborn, Lexcorp simply puts out better product. If that is all you wanted to discuss, frankly I have more important matters to deal with."

Norman fumed as Lex Luthor stood up to leave,"This isn't over you pompous ass."

Lex looked back, "Watch that temper Norman, its unbecoming."

As Luthor boarded the elevator alone his phone rang, on the other end was Wilson Fisk, "Your shipment was late Luthor."

Lex scowled, "Do not speak to me like I'm one of your thugs Fisk, if it weren't for me you'd be pushing rocks on a street corner, I shipped on schedule, the freaks in tights slowed delivery. I believe I was quite clear that they are your problem. If you don't calm yourself I can always make a new Kingpin."

Fisk's tone changed to a more respectful manner,"My customers are beginning to get edgy, they weren't worried about the Spider or Daredevil but this new guy has people nervous."

Lex replies,"How's he any different from Thor or those other god like goons?"

Fisk answers,"The other god like goons don't usually bother with the streets, this Superman on the other hand goes after everyone equally."

Lex sighs,"I'll see what I can do."

Daily Bugle Office Mid town Manhattan

J.J. looks across his desk at Peter Parker and Clark Kent, "Parker, Kent needs a photographer for this story of his on..,what was it again?"

"The Kingpin, sir." Clark replied, "My source tells me he's close to finding out his identity"

J.J. looks on,"Who's the source?"

Clark answers,"A guy in Hell's Kitchen, that's really all I can say."

Parker chimes in,"Any chance this'll pay more than the freelance fee."

J.J.'s laughter can be heard throughout the office as Parker and Kent step out and walk toward the elevator.Clark looks at an annoyed Peter,"You had to see that coming."

Peter nods,"Some day while he's taking a nap in his office I'm going to shave off that little Hitler mustache and glue it to his forehead."

Clark chuckled as he hit the ground floor button.

A few hours later, Hell's Kitchen

Clark and Peter sit on a bench when they hear a voice,"Who's the tag along?"

They turn back to see Daredevil as Clark tells him,"Peter Parker, one of the best freelance photogs in the city. You can trust him."

Daredevil grins,"Parker, huh."

Peter grins back but Clark doesn't notice as he continues,"Where's the drop off happening?"

Daredevil points,"There's a warehouse down the street, they've been moving some serious artillery. Way too much heat for the regular punks out here, looks more like a super villain swap meet if you ask me."

Daredevil disappears as they make their way to the warehouse. They sneak in through a window at the side of the place, Clark whispers into his tape recorder as Peter snaps photos of the massive weapons crates being moved. Peter comments, "Have you noticed what all these crates have in common?"

Clark nods,"Lexcorp."

Peter shakes his head,"Is there any chance they just robbed them?"

Clark looks back,"If someone stole easily a hundred million dollars worth of weapons, we'd know about it."

Peter shrugs,"Wouldn't it be hilarious if Lex Luthor was the Kingpin?"

Clark stifles a chuckle, "That man is too smart for that, but I wouldn't put it past him to try and make some cash off him."

Daredevil leaps in through a skylight and attacks the criminals he kicks a man hard sending him flying into a stack of crates and accidentally revealing Clark and Peter. The whole room looks to them as Peter snaps one last shot,"We should probably call this a night."

Daredevil distracted the thugs as Peter and Clark jumped back out the window and ran in 2 different directions. Peter rounded the corner and found a secluded area to change out of his civies. He webbed up his cloths and camera and went back to help Daredevil.

When he returned he found him holed up behind a stack of crates as a few of the thugs fired on him with high tech energy weapons. Spiderman looked down on him from the ceiling,"You just can't stay out of trouble."

Daredevil looked up,"What took you so long?"

One of the thugs fired a beam that tore through the ceiling sending Spiderman toward the floor, he caught himself and started to swing away when a large mechanical hand sliced through his webs.

Daredevil and Spiderman looked on as the large machine stomped toward them, there was an open face plate revealing a man inside the mechanical suit one of the thugs laughs,"Corben always knows where to find the good stuff."

Spiderman and Daredevil prepare for a fight as Corben marches toward them but a power gust of wind tears through the place. The 2 heroes look over to see all of Corben's associates thrown around the room. Superman lands between Corben and the heroes.

Corben throws a punch that sends Superman back a few feet but Spiderman shoots a wad of webbing into Corben's face to distract him as Daredevil goes in to finish it. Corben then catches him and slams him to the floor as Superman slams into his armored midsection sending him hurtling through the warehouse wall.

Corben then opens fire, the bullets bounce harmlessly off the man of steel as he rushes forward.

He catches Corben by the arm and smashes the weapons as he speaks,"If you're going to use armor, next time I'd suggest Stark brand."

Superman then rips out the suits power supply and then tears it open and removes Corben as the police arrive.

The next day, Lexcorp HQ Manhattan

Lex stares at the late edition of the Daily Bugle, the headline reads,"Superman breaks up arms deal."

Lex reads a little further and grits his teeth at the description of the armor that was destroyed, he threw down the paper when it came to a quote from Superman.

Lex roared,"Stark isn't fit to clean my boots."

He stands in front of a nervous secretary, upon seeing her reaction he calmed himself,"My coffee isn't going to get itself."

As she rushes out the door Lex turns to the window.

(To be continued)

Mound Correctional Facility 6 months ago

Gen. Frank Monroe sits across a table from a large man with cobalt blue skin, his name is John Kirby.

Frank looks over his files as Kirby speaks,"What's the Army want with me?"

Frank doesn't look up,"I wouldn't know I'm a Marine, what we want with you is simple. The Corps believes we have a better use for you than rotting away in here."

Kirby looked skeptical," Didn't think they were fond of a criminal record."

Frank looked up, "You're in here for smashing the skulls of a couple of rapists, far as I'm concerned you did a public service. All I need to know is whether you want to work for me or spend the rest of your life in here?"

Detroit THTF HQ currently

Kirby enters the conference room to meet the glare of Lt. Marc Davis, "You're lucky your ass isn't back in prison."

Kirby grins,"Got the job done."

The big man with superhuman strength and near invulnerability sat down at the end of the table, as the rest of the group entered.

Will Simon, field leader. He has the ability to produce a force field that renders him virtually indestructible while granting him flight and super human strength.

Raymond Doyle, with the power to absorb all forms of energy and emit high level Gamma radiation in a destructive blast.

Qing Su, A woman with the ability to fly via her large bird like wings, also blessed with low level super human strength and agility along with a life time of combat training.

Karen Cole, she has high level telepathy and telekinesis of an unknown degree.

Together they make up Bravo company, this division of the Trans human task force quickly established its reputation for being a bit rougher on the criminals they fought than most. Kirby and Qing being mostly responsible for this.Qing's status as a former member of the Chinese military made her unpopular among the powers that be that are in charge of the task force. She's a constant reminder of her homeland's embrace of trans humans for military use.

Kirby's brutal tactics born from a lifetime of street brawls caused a great deal of concern from the task force PR people. To counteract this Will Simon, the literal poster boy for the organization was assigned here. The 2 men took an instant dislike to each other.

Karen was more often than not the level head of the group, playing referee to Will and John and baby sitter to the unpredictable Qing and Ray, the Irish born trans human who had fled his homeland under mysterious circumstances.

Lt. Davis claimed he felt more like a detention monitor than a military liaison most days. He knew why he was given the dubious honor of guiding a team with a potential spy, an ex con and a probable international fugitive. Beating up a general's son has consequences.

Today they'd been ordered to the conference room to be berated over a video phone due to Kirby and Qing's recent encounter with a local gang of splicers which had caused thousands of dollars in property damage and 2 informants to be hospitalized. The 3 gang members that died didn't help.

They were surprised to see Gen. Frank Monroe on the other end. Lt Davis started, "Kirby and Su are here for their repremand."

Frank glared,"Oh I'll get to them but first, I'd like to know where the hell the rest of your team was. Oh right, Simon was at a photo op, don't know where the other 2 went and you, Davis, decided it was a good idea to send only 2 team members after 12 hostile trans humans? explain yourself."

Davis nervously looked down as Monroe continued,"That's what I thought. I'm tired of hearing crap about this crew, you aren't head busters you are representing the U.S. Marine corps and I will not allow you to sully our name. You're all officially on probation until further notice."

The General then hung up. While Kirby and Qing chuckled at the rest of the group.

(To be continued)

The edge of Kree space

David and Molly sit next to Sam's body in morning. David gets up to leave when he notices a strange sound he looks down and Sam shoots up. David screams as Sam inhales deeply.

Molly stands back shock as Sam asks,"What the hell happened?"

David looks up from the floor,"You died, like 2 days ago."

Sam looks over,"Seriously?"

Molly nods, "We were getting ready to cremate you."

Sam gets up,"Good thing I got up then, huh?"

7 looks back from the pilot seat of the small craft the Kree had loaned them to get home,"Sam?!"

Fry grabbed the controls as they entered a wormhole that would take them home. 7 walked back to the med bay to see his friend.

Sam asked,"Did we win?"

7 nodded,"Yes, Gladiator is free and sided with the Kree, I'm told he's already delivered several devastating loses to the Shi' ar. Dal says if it keeps up the war will be over before we get back to Earth."

Several hours later Fry calls back,"We just passed Jupiter we should be home in about an hour at this speed."

Sam had stuffed himself with the ships rations as the crew looked stunned by his appetite.

He looked at them and was a bit embarrassed,"I guess resurrection makes you hungry, I feel like I haven't eaten in a week."

David finally breaks his silence,"Okay, someone has to tell me what's going on here? Is this like a Jesus thing, or maybe some magic crap?"

7 replies,"He's an external, an immortal mutant. It would seem that it's much harder to kill him than we'd thought."

Fry interrupts,"Hate to cut in but we seem to have a situation here."

Fry brought the ship to a stop as they neared Mars. They looked out on a small fleet of ships of unknown origin."That doesn't look like a welcome home party."

Molly looked pale,"We need to get back to warn Earth."

They look back to her as she grabs her head, 7 asks,"What are they?"

She replies,"Death for everything."

David looks to Fry,"Looks like we're taking the scenic route."

Bifrost Cannon

Beta Ray Bill stands over the destroyed Wrecking crew,"The Originals were tougher."

The Traveler looks on,"You know we can't free Asgard just yet?"

Bill nods,"Thor will understand with time."

A few moments later Bill stands holding an unconscious Ares as the Traveler replaces him in the machine,"What is this."

The Traveler replies, "This is a life model decoy that will blow out in around 6 months then all hell's going to break loose just not the universe destroying type that we're trying to avoid."

Bill looks over his shoulder,"More soldiers are on the way."

The Traveler grabs his arm and they disappear.

The next morning, Greenland

Ares wakes to find Bill and the Traveler standing over him. The Traveler looks down, "You've been out of the game for too long War God, getting jumped like that."

Ares pulls himself to his feet,"I was double crossed, it will be repaid."

The Traveler smiles, "Your crew is giving Hellstorm enough of a headache at the moment, we need you with a more pressing issue."

He glares, "And what's that?"

The Traveler sits down,"Thanos."

Alpha HQ

Lt. Blake steps out onto a deck on the rear of the building and sees most of the group sitting around a table playing poker,"Where are Ellis and Kelly?"

Joe looks up,"Storm's coming in, Ellis went to see if he could catch a wave off it. No idea where Fi went."

Aleki asked,"You want in?"

Blake sat as he got dealt in,"Wouldn't he already know if waves were coming? He is a precog."

Aleki chuckled,"According to the Prophet, any man who claims to know the future for sure is a liar."

Blake replies, "Isn't that what being a precog is all about?"

Joe chimmed in,"They see possible futures, the Prophet says they can tell you what's most likely, the good ones can even tell you the odds but its never set in stone."

Blake looks curious,"Who's the Prophet?"

Akia looks over,"You'd probably know him better as the Mad Prophet, I know you normals tend to take him as a loon. He's the world's most powerful precog."

Blake, "Ahh, I saw him on the news when he outted that fake psychic that was running a con on the Feds."

Akia nodded,"See he's not crazy, he just has an odd way of doing things."

Zan interrupts,"Hey, you plan on finishing the deal anytime soon?"

Aleki snorts, "You that eager to lose your cash?"

Akia swigs a beer as Blake looks at her curiously,"I thought you were Muslim?"

The table erupts with laughter as she replies,"The didn't have a box for 'Don't give a sh*t' and so I left it blank. Of course you people always think Arab automatically means Muslim."

Blake shakes his head,"I'm just going by the files."

She continues,"I look at it this way, If there is a god and he needs me to constantly kiss his ass to get into Heaven, I'd rather go to Hell. If there isn't then it doesn't matter."

Half mile off the coast of Marina Del Ray

Morgan and Fiona sit on surf boards waiting on a wave.

"Why am I out here?" She asks annoyed.

Morgan rolls his eyes,"Just be patient, they're coming."

She slaps the water,"There's got to be a better time to teach someone to surf, like say when the sun is up."

Morgan grins,"Nah, if you could see what you're doing you might talk yourself out of it."

She sighs, "A better question is why did you bring me out here?"

He looks over as he gets up on his knees,"You need to learn to pay attention to your surroundings, if you don't start in about 3 seconds you're gonna drown."

She looks up and sees a huge wave coming in as he hops to his feet,"Oh sh........"

LA county jail

Ivan sits with his father's Lawyer, "We cut a deal to get you in regular lock up, your father sent you a message."

Ivan reads the note and grins,"Tell him, I'll see what I can do."