Five Months Ago
In a battle damaged New York, five heroes sat at a table eating shwarma. The city was rebuilding from an alien invasion that many blamed them for, but ultimately these Avengers had won the day.
Some of the powers that be wondered where each of these groups had been during their “opposite events.” Truth be told, they were there – all of them – in one form or another, but each had truly stood up to the plate in different ways.Four Months Ago
In the devastated city of Chicago, and all around the world, a war that had spanned eons halted for the briefest moment as both side gazed skyward. Their home, the place where their battle had started, was visible in the skies above this organic planet, visible through the clouds and within their reach… until a sacrifice by the Autobots saved this world and doomed their own…
The battle resumed, and at long last the Autobots were victorious, the leaders of the Decepticons dead at their feat.
Optimus Prime cradled the stump where his arm used to be, confident that Ratchet would be able to repair the damage, lost in thought at what this all implied…Six Weeks Ago
A new Stargate address had been discovered by the Atlantis Expedition at the very edge of the Pegasus galaxy. A routine gate excursion following standard procedures followed. The MALP had determined there was a breathable atmosphere, but the world was dark and desolate. The MALP was to be called back, the mission logged and the planet forgotten.
Then they saw it.
A huge humanoid carcass, metallic in nature. Scale was difficult given the surroundings, but in relation to the MALP it was gigantic. The information was relayed to Earth. It was at this time that Stargate Command contacted NEST and SHIELD and the beginnings of a mission were formed.
It wasn’t possible and yet…One Week Ago
Tony Stark stepped off his private jet and unto the deck of the Aircraft Carrier designated as part of the American Fleet. It held no official records anywhere in the shipyards that had developed the other Nimitz-class ships, and it measured a good 60 feet longer. What’s more, the deck was strangely devoid of fighter jets. In fact, his personal jet and a small military grade helicopter were the only vehicles on deck that were flightworthy.
What was even more surreal to the industrialist was the other
aircraft carrier pulled alongside this one. People were leaving this ship to board the other, supplies and crates moving freely toward the other ship whose name Stark could not see.
A woman in black fatigues walked briskly towards him, a tablet in one arm. Her arm bore a patch that none of the personnel on board either ship would recognize and that Stark only knew because he’d been briefed. His gaze took him beyond the woman to a series of cars and morotcycles, of all things, being driven to a location below deck.
Stark's eyes lingered on the last vehicle, and the woman now at his side smiled as his gaze lingered on the final vehicle. She knew what he was thinking, and it went against his reputation on many levels...