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Sep. 29th, 2012 06:07 pm![[personal profile]](http://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
reeds_rivalIn every home, on every channel, computer, television, and radio station, the broadcast changes. Images of news or entertainment, music, instruction, all are suddenly changed to a singular channel. The feed shows a being cloaked in shadow and flames, and very recognizably not human.
It is Ultron, an android once banished from Earth to the deepest reaches of space, and he has a message.
"People of Earth. In the past, you have doubtless heard of me or my predecessors as I have continued my march toward perfection. But for those with feeble memories or who choose to ignore my presence, I am Ultron-Omega. In the past I have judged you, and all biological life forms as unfit to be the dominant members in your fragile world. You are unruly, war-driven brutes who do nothing but destroy the world you were gifted.
My judgment still stands, and I feel as if all of you will cause ruin to anything you come into contact with. This is not opinion. It is fact, recovered from observation and the gathering of data on every person on your planet alive. Your deaths will be a relief upon the universe.
However, there is yet another option than oblivion for your kind. I have brought the gift of technology to your planet, capable of bringing you peace and harmony among yourselves and every other being you share existence with. I call it Phalanx, and it is your only option for survival. If you resist treatment and implantation of my Phalanx, you will be killed."
The feed cuts, and static pervades every machine capable of broadcast. In Los Angeles, brutal riots form, grabbing men and women from the streets and taking them downtown to be processed. A single skyscraper sheds its outer surface in a cloud of debris, and in its place stands a spire, imposing in size. In and out mill men, women and children, grabbing others on the streets to infect them with the Hive mind. They are the Phalanx, and they will not stop until everyone on Earth is infected or dead.
It is Ultron, an android once banished from Earth to the deepest reaches of space, and he has a message.
"People of Earth. In the past, you have doubtless heard of me or my predecessors as I have continued my march toward perfection. But for those with feeble memories or who choose to ignore my presence, I am Ultron-Omega. In the past I have judged you, and all biological life forms as unfit to be the dominant members in your fragile world. You are unruly, war-driven brutes who do nothing but destroy the world you were gifted.
My judgment still stands, and I feel as if all of you will cause ruin to anything you come into contact with. This is not opinion. It is fact, recovered from observation and the gathering of data on every person on your planet alive. Your deaths will be a relief upon the universe.
However, there is yet another option than oblivion for your kind. I have brought the gift of technology to your planet, capable of bringing you peace and harmony among yourselves and every other being you share existence with. I call it Phalanx, and it is your only option for survival. If you resist treatment and implantation of my Phalanx, you will be killed."
The feed cuts, and static pervades every machine capable of broadcast. In Los Angeles, brutal riots form, grabbing men and women from the streets and taking them downtown to be processed. A single skyscraper sheds its outer surface in a cloud of debris, and in its place stands a spire, imposing in size. In and out mill men, women and children, grabbing others on the streets to infect them with the Hive mind. They are the Phalanx, and they will not stop until everyone on Earth is infected or dead.
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Date: 2012-09-30 02:00 am (UTC)But that was a few days ago.
Now, after his encounters with Aeron and Carter Ghazikhanian, he is at best only half connected to the hive. Blood has dried on his shirt, and some is still caked on his face, and he weaves like a drunk as he searches desperately for Hank Pym after going through one of the portals to California.
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Date: 2012-09-30 02:50 am (UTC)'Tell me where you are.'
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Date: 2012-09-30 02:53 am (UTC)[He replies at once, of course, with no hesitation.]
'Their minds are more vulnerable than their bodies. It's... daunting, but they can be hurt. I saw it. But I need to find Hank, I need to speak to him.'
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Date: 2012-09-30 05:47 pm (UTC)[As she peaks Aeron readies herself to move again, checking and preparing weapons she'd broken into her father's home for. (What she saw there is put aside to be dealt with another time.)]
'I'll keep that in mind. Matthew, get out of there. Hank can't stop this even if he wants to. Leave.'
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Date: 2012-09-30 05:55 pm (UTC)[And he knows how to get there. Even if it weren't splashed all over the news - not that he's had time to watch it - and even if he weren't in on Hank's building purchase, it would be impossible to ignore the collective consciousness of the Phalanx.]
Meet me there.
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Date: 2012-09-30 06:07 pm (UTC)'Where is the nearest Pym doo--' [Shock is what cuts her off, for when she opens their front door she finds herself staring, not onto their front lawn, but at a flight of stairs leading up to a street. As she blinks, stunned, she notices the architecture, the ethnicity of the people rioting. Its Chinatown, and if there is any justice in the world this is L.A.]
'Nevermind. Don't go in until I get there.' [Aeron races out onto the street, letting the ornate door slam shut behind her. In her haste, she doesn't notice the faded sign at street level: Count D's Pet Shop.]
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Date: 2012-09-30 06:19 pm (UTC)IN the spire, really. This is a little detail he left out.
He pauses again, considering his cellphone. Quickly, he taps out a message to Tony, and then readies himself to go back into the hive.]
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Date: 2012-09-30 06:36 pm (UTC)When she arrives at the spire, Aeron has to tighten her jaw to keep from vomiting. Why in the hell was she drawn to something like that? There are no answers in her mind; the part of her that had strained toward the Phalanx is shaking in horror.]
'Matthew, where are you?'
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Date: 2012-09-30 06:59 pm (UTC)/Designate: Threshold your are almost offline/What has been the delay/Attempting biocentric analysis/bio cennnnnnnnnnnntr/Psionic interference interrupting scan/Are you hiding from us?/
[Matthew shakes his head and lets them wrap around him. When their tiny probing tendrils begin to try and worm under his skin, that is when he finally lashes out both telekinetically and with a psionic attack against the collective mind. It works, although the effort and the backlash from the hive's brain nearly cripples him. He launches himself at the wall, forcing a hole through it and falling out of what was once probably the twentieth story of the building.
He manages not to pass out, and so doesn't end up a splatter on the sidewalk. Instead he flies his ass away, sensing a bright beacon in his mind.
Aeron.
He falls at her feet in a heap.]
Couldn't. Get to Hank.
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Date: 2012-09-30 07:11 pm (UTC)Its okay. Earth's Mightiest are off their asses and on their way; when they get here I'll send you back with them. Stay awake and tell me what's injured.
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Date: 2012-09-30 07:16 pm (UTC)You're here. Where's Jen and Will?
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Date: 2012-09-30 07:22 pm (UTC)They're safe. [Which is her getting trying not to let on that she doesn't know exactly where they are
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Date: 2012-09-30 07:26 pm (UTC)[He tugs at her hands.]
You're not going in alone. I'm coming with you.
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Date: 2012-09-30 07:58 pm (UTC)You really think if they get some of whatever it is, they can stop it?
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Date: 2012-09-30 08:04 pm (UTC)I don't know and I don't care. If the price of stopping this is you, then Ultron can have this planet. [The words send some things inside her to screeching, loudly enough that it bleeds over. Aeron screws her eyes shut tightly, and shadows move under her skin as she hisses at them to shut up.]
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Date: 2012-09-30 08:09 pm (UTC)[Matthew takes her hands and kisses them.] I'm not dying. I promise.
Work with me.
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Date: 2012-09-30 08:36 pm (UTC)[Aeron pulls her hands away gently, placing them to either side of Matthew's head. Her eyes open, and in one of them a blood vessel has burst.] Okay.
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Date: 2012-09-30 08:40 pm (UTC)...Aeron?
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Date: 2012-09-30 08:56 pm (UTC)You can't leave me either. Okay?
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Date: 2012-09-30 09:04 pm (UTC)I won't. Are you strong enough to help me contain that beehive?
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Date: 2012-09-30 10:35 pm (UTC)I'll be fine. I have you. YOU own me, not them.
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Date: 2012-09-30 11:38 pm (UTC)[She smiles, bright and weary at the same time.] We're taking a vacation after this. No phones, no visitors, just us four. And we two.. We'll hunt.
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Date: 2012-10-01 03:23 am (UTC)...yes. [He sounds so relieved.] I need you. You and Jen and the kids. I'm so damn sorry, Aeron.
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Date: 2012-09-30 04:44 am (UTC)Iceman swore, leaping from the couch and falling into his frozen armor form. He was running through the halls, ordering children to return to their rooms. Hobby had to talk to Wolverine and then next thing he'd be jumping in the portal, hopping to California searching for Hank. Somehow Bobby's heart sank at the thought of that man and this situation. Iceman was dreading finding him. ]
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Date: 2012-09-30 07:32 pm (UTC)(We get to be part of a hive mind! WOO!)
[Please somebody realize that Deadpool being part of a hive mind is on at least one official list of The Worst Things Ever...]
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Date: 2012-09-30 07:52 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-09-30 08:00 pm (UTC)(HEY! BRACKETS! You're getting your movies mixed up again.)
[Do you complain if we get to have an awesome DBZ battle with Agent Smith and then naughty victory sex with the Borg Queen?]
(...No. Because that sounds like an unholy merger between AWESOME and WTF.)
[Baby DeadBorgs!]
(Jesus Christ...)
[And this is why Deadpool in a hive mind will be just about the Worst Thing Ever.]
Hey, guys! Chill out! I'm getting closer to the front of the line!
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Date: 2012-09-30 08:07 pm (UTC)Hey, I get to be up in Threshy's mind? [he thinks of all of the possibilities, including the naked green ones] O.O AWESOME.
[He starts skipping people in line.]