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  Sor System

  –Jack Sullivan–

  “Ah, home sweet home,” He muttered to himself as the ship finally reached the Gate past Mars. Apparently, there were two gates ih’s sor systems, whi and of itself was a surprising thing because most pces only get one.

  The one should be further away ahere was a gate located right on top of the moon and one in front of Mars.

  Goes to show just how tral Earth was to the events surrounding the global os.

  He ordered the ship to remain cloaked and station itself in Mars’ orbit because he wao che on a few things. This ship already had the fuck-you decryption built into it so getting access to the wider i was not a hard thing at all. It was just a little slow, being just radio but he could work with that.

  All he needed were a couple of articles to see what was happening.

  He saw the time ril 2014 which he had already firmed ba Xandar so that was good. He saw a couple of articles about the happenings of the Stonehenge along with the weird portals opening in London.

  So, he was te for that as well. Tony Stark’s grand proposal ceremony where he blew up hundreds of millions of dolrs worth of suits had gone viral as well.

  The Vice President’s arrest was still fresh in the news as a series of scams he did during his tenure were uhed and pressure was being put on POTUS to be impeached or for him tn on his own.

  Well, fat load of good it did for his political oppos when Tony came out with all the information on the Vice President and personally endorsed President Ellis as being the one whht the one responsible behind bars.

  ‘Well, more like Tony brought the one responsible down into fmes, turning Killian into ashes’

  Then there was the bit about SHIELD and its role in the 2012 Invasion.

  “Whoa!” He was so shocked that he stumbled bato his chair at the front page article. He had opened a series of articles and was waiting for the images to load.

  On the s was a still from when he was skewered by that damned sceptre, in HD, just printed on the news with his name for just everyoo see.

  WHAT.THE.FUCK!

  “What in the All-Father’s name is going on here?” He leaned forward as he dug deeper into the series of articles. He even had the urge t the ship closer to Earth to get faster i speeds but caution won over.

  He was not sure if the Watcher or the Inhumans present on the Moon could detect his ship or not. Well, he khat the Watcher already knew he was here, but the Inhumans were what he was worried about.

  Not defeating them but of their interference. He didn’t really have the bandwidth to deal with them, especially since he was still reeling from his identity revealed to the world.

  It was all a haze. Whenever he tried to think too much about the memoirs of him dying in that energy storm, his head hurt a lot and si mostly sisted of pain, oh so much pain, he subsciously suppressed that part of his memories.

  ossessed the Aveo make his identity publiot that he had much of ay in the first pbsp;

  “I thought that they would just suppress everything because the idea of a teenager going out to fight aliens was bad enough but for said teeo die fighting? That would have raised storms of unheard of proportion. At Least he hoped they did,”

  And yep. He looked at the series of protests and riots that erupted around the tial Uates as well as other major parts of the world as they protested not just his involvement in the fight, but also the part where he had to die because somebody in the gover had the bright idea to try and nuke Manhattan.

  Well, the part where they likened him to Jesus Christ and tried to justify his supposed supreme sacrifice was kind of odd, he didn't know how to feel about that but the truth remained. His death was some kind of catalyst that revealed a whole host of things to the wider world.

  Out of the blue, multiple reports g firmed evidence of alien artifacts along with the evidence of historical presence came forward, rattling many people’s worldviews.

  “Hmm? What’s this?” He clicked on one of the clickbaity popup links that opened up on the webpage. It was about Romanoff and her supposed disappearance from the entire se.

  Now, that was supposed to be on because she was in the end..a spy but no, this went beyond that.

  Oh…OH!

  Apparently, there was a stupidly huge funeral procession for him, right in Manhattan, that every single Avenger, Politi, Businessman, and basically everybody worth a damn from every part of the world attended, even T’Chaka from Wakanda. Everybody came to pay their respects but nobody saw the Bck Widow.

  That led to specutions but that much was nothing. But the thing was, she was not seen in any of the big crises ier years as well.

  For example, during the Killian crisis, Captain America was the one who actually helped find Tony once his mansion was blown up and he was stranded somewhere.

  “Well, there goes his anonymity. It was good that everybody thought he was dead and barring Heimdall if he was watg, nobody should know about his tinued life.

  Yeah, he must be very busy, what with Frigga, one of the strures in the Nine Realms, dying to the Dark Elves attack? There was no way he would—

  “HOLY MOTHERFUG SHIT!” He suddenly stood up and cursed out loud as his powers flickered around him.

  SHIT! SHIT! SHIT! SHIT!

  He left the F*g REALITY STONE on Knowhere. He knew, khat he was fetting something and his literally enhanced mind couldn’t go for a sed like, yeah it’s the freaking Infinity Stohat he left on Knowhere, unguarded.

  What do do? What to do!

  He couldn’t turn back right now, he would be too te. There was no irates hadn’t already desded on Ko try and strip everything of value from the Collector’s colle.

  It took him about 3 days to get to Earth in this admittedly slow ship from Xandar. From Xandar to Knowhere was close enough but he had no way to get faster ships.

  He was not worried about the surviving people because Kumpo and the others were there. They were literally as strong as Asgardians, some even more so. What he was worried about was Kumpo leaving the pce without looking for anything else, leaving the Reality Stoo be stumbled upon by some unsuspeg fool.

  Worse, some fool who might try to use the stone for their own purposes and bring the attention of the Mad Titan to them. It would be the perfect time to strike as well.

  Losing Frigga would undoubtedly deliver a big blow to Odin’s already waning spirit so Thanos could use the opportunity to shore up his reserves of the Infinity Stones.

  “Take me to Earth,” he said out loud, hoping that voice feature worked. With barely a jerk, the ship started sailing forward, still ih mode. Due to the need for stealth, the ship was slow going but it was still much faster than he had expected.

  ETA was less than an hour until he breached Earth’s atmosphere.

  That was good. It gave him time to think about his step. He, in all his infinite foolishness, literally fot an Infinity Stone in his haste to finish the job on Xandar and e home.

  “Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!” He banged his head oable in front of him as he realised there was only one way out of this mess if there was even the mess of the Reality Stone being traceable in the first pce.

  ces were that Thanos already noticed the energy signature of the Stone and had already cimed it. In that case, he could do nothing but shore up his pns for the other Stones and hope that Thanos doesn't use Reality Stoo devastating effect like Malekith was about to.

  He had to go to Asgard and ask for Odin’s help to get a ride to Knowhere on an emergency basis.

  Shit, Nidavellir as well.

  Oh my god, he was so te for a lot of stuff. He always thought that he still had time but he had zilch.

  He had to make sure that Strange uood everything, maybe stop the A One from dying. That would help a lot.

  What more happened in 2014, not that he could pletely trust his memories of anyway, what with his very existehrowing things into disarray. He was sure that Loki would have a much greater fear of the Green Guardian than he did of the Hulk.

  He was still unsure as to how he could approach the topic of his death,

  ‘The reports of my demise have beely….exaggerated’ He did always want to say that out loud but he had a hunch it might be sidered inappropriate for the occasion.

  For starters, he would don a disguise and after cheg up on Pops, go to the A One and see how bad things had gotten.

  What else? What else could he predict?

  The finger he was tapping on his as he tried his hardest to think of any signifit events that happened post the whole Extremis thing, stopped abruptly as his shoulders slumped in disappoi.

  He promptly smmed his forehead oeering in front of him.

  Of course, HOW COULD HE FET!

  The Winter Soldier! Bucky Barnes.

  This was when the whole projeSIGHT would take pce, introdug six ate of the art Helicarriers for world peace, supposedly.

  Well, the 40 minutes until Earth seemed a lot lohan they did just a while ago.

  So many problems and not a lot of time to do it.

  In the meantime, he sifted through the mountain of articles published with his moniker in SEO.

  Most of it was just specution about his life, his powers, and what led to the exact circumstahat led to his gruesome death.

  The video was leaked somehow but he knew from the ahat it was recorded by the suit that ROmanoff was somehow piloting and without Tony’s express permission, something like this would have never found its way to the web.

  Sure, the video was sored in most pces, due to how gruesome it was but it was the truth so they couldly pce a b ban on it. Clips of it must have been circuted so many times on the web that it wouldn’t even be funny.

  O was oerhere was truly no way of erasing it permaly. The Gover could try to curb access or make it harder but never ht block things.

  The ohat want to access information and know how to do it will reach the information anyway. The curbs will only work for the majority of non tech savvy people of the world.

  The spiracy theorists would get the doe way or another.

  Speaking of information, the events that saw the death of SHIELD as an anisation also saw the uploading of the ey of SHIELD’s database, whio doubt held the wet dreams of every spiracy theorist out there.

  Well, ahing on the list to prevent them. SHIELD had to survive, in one form or ahe p needed a globally unified anisation.

  Since he khat getting a unified tral gover for the entire p was just a fool's errand, at least not without shedding the blood of millions while being in stant worry about rebels and whatnot, he would settle for the best thing and that was something like a bined agency of SHIELD and SWORD.

  Well, he was going for the stealthy approach here so he could not just go out bzing green and then drht into the New York Sanctum. He was not that well versed with shrouding and cealment spells.

  Opening a portal was out of the question because he just did not have his sling ring on him. Acc to some truly wild theories thrown about by the Masters at Kamar Taj was that his barriers would one day grow to be so magically ductive that he could just use his barriers as a magical focus, to open portals or anything else that needed entments.

  In fact, the only entment focused Master of Kamar Taj, aside from the A Ohat woman was a master of everything, given her long life, had all but begged him to take time and learn Entment as the main specialty.

  Master Gupta had been nearly brought to tears when he showed him the way entments could be yered on his barriers, on the fly, without any preparation time.

  No, relying oealth systems of the ship was the best bet and besides, he was going to the New York Bay. Traveling to the Sanctum from there with his stealth maintained should be easy enough.

  He just hoped that Stark Industries had not made ridiculous advas in the field of deep space sensors.

  With his luck, that might just be true.

  ____xx____

  Bernin Zana, Wakanda

  “My Prihe ship has started moving and its trajectory shows New York to be its destination though the ship could ge its dire any moment,”

  T’Chal of the Golden Tribe, watched as a Red Alert event happened.

  ‘Was that City cursed to have all the aliens go to that pce? Or do the aliens not know about anypce else than New York?’ He thought to himself in mild frustration that turo sadness as soon as the aftermath of that invasion fshed in his mind.

  After the New York fiasco, riddled with guilt in not being able to help the defenders with the aliens, he had personally led aid efforts with Wakanda and a trust fund they had established in Switzernd in case they o move money around in the Western world.

  After that, they turned on the lights on some of the fotten projects about the wider space they occupied in the gaxy.

  They knew more about aliens than any over on the p, mainly due to their iions with Mar-Vell, a Kree rebel stist who revealed himself to Wakanda.

  He needed a rge amount of vibranium for something and his father, reising the opportunity, made a deal in exge for auxiliary systems from the Kree along with a basic data cache about the situation in the gaxy.

  They did get the knowledge but the decryption and then the subsequent building of the equipment proved to be difficult. Basically, they were stu the cycle of building the tools to build the tools to build the tools to finally build the mae.

  At the rate things were going, it would have taken another decade for the deep space sers to finally be in the prototyping phase. With the sudden surge in funding and resources, they had it ready ihan a year.

  That was how they detected the arrival of the ship near Mars.

  The ship stayed in the same pce for a while he informed his father about the event and in a show of trust, his father pced the deaking on T’Chal.

  It to him how to respond to this threat. They didn’t have a direct lio SHIELD or even the Avengers.

  He might have to get creative with this.

  He was just about to suggest tag Stark’s AI when he was alerted about the ship moving.

  “Okoye,” He asked Okoye, the General of Dora Mije, “Get the Raptors ready and a small squad of WarDogs. We are going to New York,”

  ‘I will not stand idle, not again, waiting for someone else to fight and possibly die for me. Not after Jaever again’

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