Back into Erskine's Office
Did we get them Adam? asked Dr.Abrahams
After a few moments, Adam answered
Affirmative, sir, Adam then paused and said, but there seems to be a strange black orb falling towards Italy
Dr. Abrahams' eyes widened as he shouted
GIVE THE ORDER, RETRIEVE THAT ORB AS FAST AS YOU CAN. PROTECT IT WITH YOUR LIFE IF YOU MUST
Yes, sir said Adam as he gave the order to one of the human empire's military facilities located in Italy
Somewhere in Italy
Although Italy has undergone a tremendous transformation due to joining the human empire, it has still kept its famous Ancient Stadium of Rome.
In the sky, there seemed to be a black dot rapidly enlarging. At first, it seemed to be a plane, some thought it was a bird, but no one would expect it to actually be The Darkling himself falling towards the Stadium
Boom!
A figure clad in armour could be seen lying down unconscious in a 5-meter-wide crater. He wore majestic dark armour that had black wings, with only his face exposed. Many people who were nearby rushed towards the area, and what they saw brought them joy
HE IS ALIVE! THE DARKLING IS ALIVE! shouted a man in joy
QUICK HELP THE POOR MAN STAND, shouted another man while rushing towards Eldrin, lifting him with ease thanks to the civilian SSS
Note:90% of humans in the human empire are enhanced, civilians are enhanced by the civilian SSS, and anyone who works in the military is enhanced by the original SSS
The unconscious man then suddenly opened his eyes and immediately began looking around in search of any remaining Kree, but then he realised that he was being held by an unfamiliar man and turned to look at the man who lifted him, and said with a polite smile
I thank you for your aid, but I'm now well, you may lay me down
The man then quickly put Eldrin down awkwardly
Eldrin then turned towards the crowd and asked politely
May I ask what the date is?
February 19, 1986, Mr.Darkling said a young woman in the crowd
Thank you, said Eldrin with a slight bow, while disappearing
In Erskine's office
Dr.Abrahams seemed to be going back and forth, anxious yet joyful about Eldrin's possible survival
Have you finally gone senile, old friend? An amused voice suddenly said
The moment Dr.Abrahams heard that voice, he rushed towards him, giving him a brotherly hug, relieved to see him again, and said with a smirk
It's good to have you back, Eldrin. Now we can laze around while you fight our wars for us
Have the divided been safely evacuated Erskine? asked Eldrin with worry
Dr.Abrahams then said with a smile
Yes, no casualties, thanks to you we barely had to fight; they were greatly weakened and unaware of our technology, we simply had to finish them off
But then he said with a serious tone
I believe it's time we finally take control of the divided; they have proved unworthy and incompetent of being leaders and protectors,they are a danger to their own people
Eldrin nodded
Indeed, I shall pay them a visit. Prepare the replacements. He then paused for a moment, thinking of something
Dr.Abrahmas, as if already knowing what he wanted to say, asked
Is it time to contact them?
Eldrin then nodded and said
Try to make a deal with them about Vibranium. You could even offer them some of our technology in exchange, including the SSS; we have an abundance of them either way. If they still refuse, then leave them be; there's no reason for unnecessary conflict. Vibranium could also be found in the oceans after all.
Wakanda
Sitting on a throne was a man of African origin. He was the current king of Wakanda, T'Chaka. The man seemed to be lost in his own thoughts
The outside World has gotten too strange after he appeared; everything changed. In a mere 33 years, the majority of humanity has united under one faction, conflicts have stopped, and astonishing technological advancements have come one after the other, yet I can't help but feel anxious, T"Chaka, though, while looking at his kingdom, they clearly are aware of our existence; if they wished to, they could conquer this whole kingdom with the least effort yet they choosed not to.
The door suddenly opened, and an informant walked in and said respectfully
My king, there are visitors asking for your presence. They are from the Human Empire
T'Chaka then said in a solemn tone
Let them in
The giant door then opened, revealing 4 people: 2 were super soldiers, their Elite training apparent, one was a tall, intimidating man in a magnificent futuristic suit of armour, and the other was a man dressed in a black business suit, looking like the perfect businessman
As the 4 were ready to bow, T'Chaka respectfully interrupted them
There's no need for that. We don't do that here
He then continued
Now, if I may ask, what is your purpose for coming here
The man in the business suit said politely
We came here hoping to establish a trade for vibranium, and in exchange, we could offer some of our greatest technologies to you for free said the man while giving the informant a futuristic tablet that showed their technology
The informant tried to inspect the device to ensure it was safe, but the king interrupted her
There is no need for that, you may bring it here
After the king had gotten hold of the tablet, he looked into some of the technologies. Most of the technologies were impressive indeed, but not really tempting for them; what astounded him was a certain 3 of them, one was a gigantic futuristic arc, the other a serum that could enhance the human body to the peak of human potential, and the final one was an intriguing one called Spartan
May I ask what that one is? The king asked, showing it to the businessman
Spartans are genetically enhanced soldiers with cybernetic implants. They go along with their special armour called Mjolnir. They have neural implants in their skulls with allows them to use their armour as if it were their second skin. They are vastly superior to super soldiers; without the armour, they can lift up to 9 tonnes, can run at a speed of 120-140 km/h, and possess a lifespan of 400 years. With their armour, their abilities are further enhanced, explained The Businessman
Note: Spartans will be a little different than the original ones ; they will have a lifespan of 400 years, and they will be physically superior to super soldiers, including their cybernetic and neural implants, and of course, the Mjolnir armour powered by a miniature arc reactor with the same functions as the original one
Then T"Chaka said, astonished, while pointing at the man in a suit of armour
Is this perhaps the Spartan you speak of
The businessman then answered with a smile
Yes his here for demonstration of his abilities if necessary
T'Chaka then said, intrigued
How about a friendly duel, three of my elites against The Spartan
Then business man then nodded to the tall man in the suit and then said
As you wish, how about without the suit first
T'Chaka answered with a nod
The Spartan then started taking off the armour until he was left with a black combat suit. The man was an absolute beast. He stood at 7 feet tall without the armour, and he weighed 380 lbs due to his solid muscle mass and implants
Opposite to him stood three elite warriors with spears made of vibranium
Begin said T'Chaka
The three elite warriors moved, quickly closing the distance and surrounding the mountain of a man. After a moment, they made a coordinated attack, simultaneously attacking him with their spears in different areas
Although the attack seemed perfect to the ordinary person with no gaps in their defence, to the Spartan, it was filled with weaknesses. As he was about to be impaled, his hand moved, deflecting the spear in front of him while simultaneously moving forward and slightly pushing the Elite soldier in front of him with his other hand with enough force to knock her 2 meters away. He then turned to the 2 stunned elites who realised they missed and quickly grabbed their spears, pulling them towards him and disarming them in the process
The two now unarmed elites took a fighting stance, unwilling to give up in front of their king
Commendable, said the Spartan, who then took a fighting stance
The two elites closed the distance, attacking him simultaneously
One threw a spartan kick towards the man's abdomen, and the other three threw a low kick towards his legs to disrupt his balance
Thud!
Thud!
The sound of a dull thud was heard
The man was struck; he made no effort to dodge or counterattack because he did not need to. Attacks of such a level could not even move him
The two elites grunted in pain, yet still continued to attack
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Punches in the liver, flying elbows to the chin, almost every weak spot was struck, yet the man didn't move a muscle; he simply looked at them unfazed
After a minute of all kinds of attacks, they stopped, not because they lost their will to fight but simply because their limbs were about to break. They felt like they were punching steel and not a man.
T'Chaka then said, astonished
My greatest fighters could not even move the man; just what kind of soldier is he