...The More They Stay The Same
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Chapter 5 - The Prerequisites of a God
written by Adam (Norrin2112@aol.com) Funk
edited by E.A. (email@example.com) Morrissey
The Surfer, Alicia, Frankie and Firelord appeared in orbit over Earth. Firelord and Nova flew off into space as the Surfer and Alicia headed towards Avengers Tower. Tarantula was waiting for them as they landed on the balcony. She quickly told the Surfer and Alicia about Herc, that Beta Ray Bill and that Pulsar had gone to Olympus with Reed Richards, Vision, Shadow Hunter and Wonderman. As the three entered the conference room the three remaining FF, Cap, Iron Man, Jolly Roger, Jack Hammer and Lioness were seated around the table, discussing their options. When the three sat the Surfer told them of Asgard and that Firelord and Nova had gone to get some more reinforcements. Thor finally came into the room, he had been with Hercules until he fell asleep. Most of Thors strength had returned, but he was still off balance from the newness of the Earthpower. After a while, Thor suddenly stood up, something had caught his attention.
"What villainy?!" He shouted as he stormed out of the room. The others followed him out to the balcony to see Firelord, Nova and eight other beings come down towards the tower. The eight others with them all looked very similar. All of them had gray skin, red blue and gold garments, and, except for their bald apparent leader, long black hair.
"Hello Avengers." Firelord said. "May I present, the Royal Court of Tyros. In order of birth and rank: Grantite, Krystalia, Jadzerik, Emralian, Sulforus, Uraniphate, Opalifus, and Quartaliz."
"Children of Terrax!" Thor shouted. "I shall not allow these offspring of evil to infect Earth!"
"Thor " The Surfer started, but was cut off.
"Listen godling." Grantite stated. "Do not think that we will sit idly by and let you bad mouth our father. The All-Father of Tyros will not be treated with disrespect."
"All-Father?? You heathens claim godhood? Prepare vile ones, the God of Thunder will teach you what a true god is!"
"Will you thunderer? I would have thought that omnipotent Odin would have taught his children manners. Perhaps you are merely impotent."
"Have at thee base one!!" With the battle cry a war hammer exactly like Mjoliner appeared in Thors hand. In one swift motion Thor was airborne and the hammer was thrown at Grantite, colliding with his head. Krystalia throws her hands up and two cosmic bolts resembling throwing knives appear just long enough for her to throw them at Thor, pushing him back. Jadzerik unsheathed his long sword and Emralian grabbed her battle staff and pointed them at Thor, each firing waves of cosmic energy. Sulforus pulled his war hammer, Opalifus his spear, and Quartaliz his mace, all pointing them at Thor and firing more cosmic force. Uraniphate held out her hands and rings of cosmic energy appeared that she then threw at Thor. Grantite righted himself and pulled his battle ax, washing Thor in even more destructive force. The time between Thors throw and his being surrounded and assaulted on all sides, four seconds.
"Enough!!" The Surfer shouted as he flew to Thors side and put a shield around him. As the children of Terrax stopped their attack Thor righted himself from the defensive position he was in and the Surfer dissipated the shield.
"Evil most foul, thou shall not surprise me so again!" As the hammer returned to Thor the Surfer grabbed it out of midair.
"I said enough Thor." The sternest in the Surfers voice almost tangible. "You started this fight without provocation, and you will be the first to apologize."
"Hast thou gone mad! These vile "
"These are friends and allies Thor. I would place my life in the hands of any present here without pause. I know what you think of Terrax, but he is a much different creature today than when you knew him."
"You ask much Surfer, for these beings to claim godhood is a direct insult to myself and all righteous gods."
"What makes you righteous and not us?" Krystalia asked. "We are worshipped on dozens of worlds, you barely are on one."
"By birth doppelganger!"
"As are we Asgardian." Emralian answered. "Almighty Terrax saved Tyros and the Tyrosians from certain extinction. He set them on the path of honor and vigilance, taught them the ways of peace and the joys of battle. He, along with us, his Royal Court, protect the innocent and maintain peace amongst the worlds of the Tyrosian Federation. We are at least as divine as you thunderer, if not more so."
"Insolent cur, I shall "
"Enough Thor." Answered the Surfer. "The simple answer is you cannot pick and choose who is worthy of godhood and who is not. What is a god? Really. A privilege? A right of birth? A definition of power? Is there really a simple answer?"
"Friend Surfer, your word is good enough for me, mostly. Do you expect me to recognize these villains as fellow gods? Am I to treat these offspring of evil as brothers as I do Hercules?"
"Thor," Uraniphate started. "Terrax has spoken nothing but respect of you. Though our ideologies differ, he has the utmost respect and admiration for you. As a fellow warrior, it grieves me, and all of us, to hear you spit on our name. Have you no honor, no respect for those who would fight side by side with you? If not, you truly do not deserve to be a god, at least not a god of our caliber."
"Again you insult the son of Odin!"
"No Asgardian, I speak to you warrior goddess to warrior god, equals in every sense."
"Look Surfer." Cap started. "Perhaps this is not such a good idea."
"You too Captain?!" The Surfer looked at Captain America, eyes burning with cosmic energy. "After all this time, a thousand years, humanity is still so closed minded?"
"Look Surfer, Terrax ruling as a king, as a god, it sounds quite similar to Doom. You have to understand our position."
"I understand you Captain are still unable to grasp Terrax has changed."
"Look Surfer, I am as open minded as they get. On more than one occasion we have let former villains into the Avengers."
"Are you?" Jolly Roger asked. "How long did it take you to accept Hawkeyes word that his Thunderbolts were on the up and up? How many years was it again?"
"Listen Roger " Lioness began.
"No Natasha, hes right." Cap started looking at the ground as he spoke. "Hawkeye started out fighting Iron man, when he left the Avengers, after years of fighting side by side with him, I just I just couldnt shake the feeling he had gone bad from the back of my mind. I never believed it, but it was there, and wouldnt go away. It took Jolts death before I came around. If I had listened to Clint, if I had allowed the Avengers to help, Jolt wouldnt have died." Cap looked at Roger, a tear falling from his eye. "Its my fault she died, I was responsible. I accepted them after that, but the damage was done. Clint was one of my best friends, but after the argument we had when Jolt died we didnt speak to each other again. Thor, you and Tony have told me what he said when I died, but that doesnt matter. He was long dead when I revived, I swore I would never let something like that stop me from acting again. I swore another would not lose their life because of my inability to see things the way they really are and not the way I think they are." He looked first at the Surfer, then Grantite. "Children of Terrax, Royal Court of Tyros, we welcome you to Earth."
Ronan was seated in his private chamber, his maidens had just brought him his lunch and he was eating. On the screen before him was plans for the upcoming attack on Earth. He studied and mused over every tiny detail, to fail in his part of the plan would certainly mean death from Diykrakus. His screen suddenly beeped from an incoming call. Annoyed he threw his plate on the floor to his side. As the maidens scrambled to clean the mess he answered the ring.
"Mlord, I pray I havent disturbed you."
"Of course you have commander!" Ronan shouted. "What could be so important as to disturb my meal?"
"I swear I did not know you were eating sire. Its the Supreme Intelligence, he is on the move."
"Details Jas-Ner!" Ronan shouted as he jumped from his couch.
"A fleet of his ships is heading for Earth, a fairly large one at that. We estimate that they have about one third of our total fleet moving towards Earth."
"According to the last report I was given thats every last ship he has. Has he left his base undefended or does he have more ships than we know about?" Ronan asked himself as much as anyone. "Send two thousand ships to his system and five thousand ships on a intercept course. Keep one thousand here and another two thousand at Hala."
"Sire, do you truly believe it is prudent to spread our fleet out so thinly?"
"This is how wars are won commander. Supremor knows the bold move wins the day as well as I. He is throwing everything he has at Earth, its the only way he will win it. I am sending enough ships to stop him, invade his base and protect ours. He will truly be sorry for crossing me!"
Continued in Chapter 6 -
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