The Extra Chapter🎇🎇
(Will probably only be 2000 words long... But it will be mostly action)
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My footsteps dully echoed on the concrete below me as the distant sounds of quinjets soared overhead. In front of me was the headquarters of Shield, the heart of the enemy that had just attempted to kill my son... to assassinate his girlfriend... All to hurt me.
I flexed all of my muscles and created my sith armour. It mimicked Darth Revan's but had no face-plate nor did it have mismatched sections that depicted his journey as a Sith and Jedi. No, my armour was pitch black with pure silver lining of mithril. Energy flowed through the armour that powered augmented sensors, physical support systems and a mild deflection shield that was make 'sluggers' useless; sluggers being rifles that fire bullets.
*Sigh*
Lifting my hand into the air I watched as the road in front of me closed off, barriers and barricades rising as if they were capable of stopping me from moving forwards. I merely stood there however, waiting for my new companion.
"Drecarios Frost! Surrender now or be declared a threat!" A weak sounding man threatened behind hundreds of thick concrete walls and steel bulkheads... His arrogance sustained by the delusion that those defences were enough to protect him from my wrath... As if the structure would save anyone today.
I ignored his warning or request, I couldn't tell which it was, as I felt my freshly bound Uru metal weapon thunder across several cities.
"SURRENDER! NOW!!!" The voice commanded again. This time he was cocky, his voice lathered in self-aggrandizement.
Just as the speaker died out into quiet Mjollnir slammed into the palm of my hand, stark crimson lightning sparking around it. Each tongue of electricity atomised the cement below and the air around me.
"How about, no?" I stated before slowly moving Mjollnir in front of me, the red lightning picking up in intensity before it became a small laser of electricity that destroyed the barriers in front of me.
That small laser immediately grew until it was the size of a starfighter and then it started screeching with power. A hole was carved into the entrance of the Triskelion as metal blast doors dropped only to be incinerated, the individual metal molecules breaking down into protons, neutrons and electrons that exploded outwards in an uncontrolled tidal wave that scrunched the surrounding materials and molecules.Â
Turrets activated all along the bridge and started firing at me with 30 Calibre rounds, until I grasped all of the projectiles and turrets with the force, squeezing with my fist as I did so. The result was several hundred piles of scrap and a road that was littered with the compressed casings and contents of bullets.
"I dislike this bridge." I commented, my body emerging at the entrance to the Triskelion as I grasped onto the bridge behind me and broke it down into thousands of small rocks and stones, the metal scraps being consumed by the artificial lake/river below. "And I dislike this organisation."
I snarled as hundreds of gunshots pinged off of my personal deflector shield, the sounds grating against my eardrums.Â
Feeling hatred and pain coil inside of me I looked up at the upper floors of the entryway and the hundreds of soldiers firing away at me. Their lives meant little to me in comparison to those of my children and my ladies... This realisation freed me from all morals.
Snapping my fingers I tore every single soldier in half, their bodies flopping to the polished floors that they had been standing on. I walked up to the escalator and slowly ascended, my eyes seeing beyond the far walls, my senses detecting several high-level people fleeing for their lives.Â
"Can't have that... That's not very sporting." I created walls in front of them and around them, trapping them where they stood. I chuckled when i reached the top of the escalator, feeling the panic and fear through the force. Normally I wasn't one to indulge in this aspect of the force, but feeling my enemy's dread as I slowly stalked them, each of them knowing that I was coming to kill them and yet being unable to do anything about, put a smile on my face.
More soldiers shot at me, more died in a moment's notice. Blood, viscera and flesh spattered the walls like a modern art exhibit as I walked over the top of their corpses, my mercy only extending to those who put down their weapons... And very few of them did that.Â
Room by room I left bloodshed and carnage in my wake. Room by room I scoured the minds of known Hydra agents, the mind stone thrumming in the wake of their decaying emotions and existence. Don't get it mixed though, I was killing Shield agents as well... Both factions were at fault for this and both would suffer. Fury would pay and so would Alexander Pierce.
Another squad was laid to waste before someone stepped out and faced me...
"Stop this Drecarios!" Clint shouted towards me, his bow strung and his face grim.
"Why should I Barton? The agency you work for tried to kill my son. They attempted to kill his girlfriend. If he wasn't unique he would have died with the amount of bullets they pumped into him..." I explained to the Avenger, anger curling around my tone.
"T-they did what...?" Clint paused for a moment, his bow lowering as his face paled.
"Oh yes, didn't think they would? Hah, I used to think the same... I gave Fury every chance to eradicate Hydra and nothing ever came of it. I told Coulson that Hydra had infiltrated the highest levels and yet they did nothing... What does that mean? Well, to me, it means that Shield is just as corrupt and broken as Hydra, they just use different agendas, politics and ideas."
"I- why was I never told any of this...?" Clint asked, conflict evident in his voice.
"Because you didn't have a high enough 'clearance'." I commented snidely.
"Okay... I can understand why you chose to attack, but why are you slaughtering people indiscriminately?"
"Because they attacked me first. I am here for Alexander Pierce and Fury, the rest could all survive if they put down their weapons... None of them do though, so I slaughter them for serving corrupt ideologues and politicians." I explained, the force sending warnings about the several hundred guards surrounding our confrontation.
"What would you do to them if we let you go to them?" Clint asked in apprehension.
"Nothing pretty." I dully responded whilst throwing Mjollnir into a wall, the hammer blasting the concrete apart as red lightning liquified the air and boiled people alive as it passed. Each of those people were carrying assault rifles.
"Then I have to stop you!" Clint shouted before firing an explosive arrow at me.
"Fool." I snapped my finger and turned the arrow into water before splashing it back into Clint's face and sapping a large portion of the energy from the atoms, making the water freeze over... He could now barely breathe and his eyes were flash-frozen. "Stay down." I stepped past him as he dropped to his knees screaming in pain.
Mjollnir slapped back into my hand as the hundreds of agents dropped to the ground, crispy, crying in fear or dead. I stepped over the closest ring of bodies, walking towards the main control room.
A few blast doors were raised in front of the room but I just walked through them, the metal turning into paper whilst I scanned the room for one of the major players on Hydra's board.
"Ah Sitwell, I would say it is nice to meet you but I'd be lying." I declared whilst said Hydra Agent unloaded his M9 towards me, the bullets about as effective as a warrior trying to kill an elephant with a single feather.
"G-get away from me!" He half begged half commanded, his next mag slipping out of his hand as I advanced on him. The rest of the room was unarmed, having probably heard me speak to Clint not too long ago.
"No." I stopped in front of him as he squirmed against the back wall of the operations room, his beady eyes flicking between his fellow colleagues, most of which were cowering in fear beneath their desks or holding each other for support.
He tried to speak again but I didn't let him, my right hand gripping tightly onto his neck before I started squeezing down tightly. With that same tightening I lifted him up off the floor, his legs dangling in the air, back and forth, as he struggled for air.
"This is for all of the people who you have killed." My right eye twitched as I flexed the dark side and snapped his neck with a flex of the hand on his throat. "Well, that was disappointing. Now, let's go see how little old Fury is..."Â
I stepped past Maria Hill, who was laying against a pillar with a bullet wound in her gut.
"You should get that looked at." I off-handily stated before stepping through the glass entrance to Fury's office, the glass shattering around me as I looked on at the man who had ordered the assassination of my son and his girlfriend. The man who had ignored him at every step in the road.
"Drecarios, I see that you received my desperate plea..." Fury took a sip of whiskey, turning around in his chair.
I stayed silent, staring him down as he attempted to explain his mistake away.
"Do you see how truly infected we are now?" he paused, taking a moment to listen for my response before he assumed I agreed since I didn't speak, "Whilst you're here could you also get rid of Pierce?"
My silence startled him a little, his singular eye focussing on me for the first time in the conversation.
"Drecarios?" He uneasily asked.
Pulling the mind stone from my pocket I inquired about the state of his mind, finding that he was mildly mind controlled and that his brain was having irregular twitches. He was trying to fight off whatever had affected him but it was incredibly difficult.
I stalked up to the head spy of Shield, punching him in the nose and tearing off his eyepatch. The man reared back in shock before I punched him again, and again, and then again... Until he went unconscious.
"FUCK!" I shouted in anger as I blew out each window in the office.
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Breaking News! Drecarios Frost has been spotted attacking the Triskelion building in Washington DC!
Tony slammed his forehead onto the top of his suit's breastplate as the last touches on his newly enhanced suit were completed.
"The idiot just has to go do something like this and make it worse..." The billionaire complained petulantly.
"Sir, his son was attacked earlier today. It appears that he was almost killed in the assassination attempt alongside his girlfriend." Jarvis informed solemnly.
"Well... Fuck..."
"Drecarios needs to be stopped! This is enough!" Steve Rogers boomed from the TV as multiple people stood next to him, all of them in their super hero costumes. Tony looked over and immediately grimaced.
The fantastic four, The Hulk, Ant Man, Daredevil, Wolverine, Jean Grey and Magneto all stood next to him. "WE WILL STOP HIS TYRANNY!"
"Jarvis, initiate Avengers Rebellion Protocol."
"Yes Sir."
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