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DoorMan #25
Above the Canadian Wilderness [January 19, 2008]
–Colin Baxter–
"Baxter boy, are you sure about this?" Mentally reverbed in his head as he stood, arms crossed on the giant noticeable Door, sweating bullets and keeping track as this was the first time he had been this exposed to Satellite tracking and considering that he could not use portals in front of the entire military intelligence wing that was keeping track of him right now, it was getting a wee bit harder to choose what to do, in terms of safely getting home.
The Ocean was still a bit far away and he was not yet that practiced with this mode of transportation. With Jin'YA, that disadvantage was negated but he really wanted to maintain his cool look in front of Dr.Baner. That was all it stemmed down to, keeping his image. God, he sounded like a cringey teenager right now.
"Which you technically are," of which, Jin'Ya never failed to remind him.
Meanwhile, Dr.Banner, ever the inquisitive scientist, had kneeled down near the edge and was looking at the smaller doors attached to the Bigger one while muttering some formulas that he chose to ignore at this point.
"And I was not talking about getting home without being spotted. I was talking about Ross," Ah, that. He tried not to think of the consequences of the actions he took in extreme anger. Exhaling, he winced as he imagined the condition Ross would suffer once he got back to his base.
What he had done was actually a quite strong response to Ross' actions but in that moment, that was the only thing he could think of that would put Ross in his place.
Cancer.
Yup, he had given Ross an advanced form of cancer. See, there was a finite amount of times a cell could divide. If the cell divides an unlimited number of times, it is deemed as cancer.
CHI was something that defied the understanding of the human body, at least as far as humans went, and not only healed the cell but also made it more resilient so it could divide more times than it naturally could have.
CHI was also something that responded to human emotions. Stronger emotions led to CHI impacts being that much more powerful and harmful to the human body. That is why it is very important for the Iron Fist to remain calm under any situation because when angry, the colossal(relatively) amount of CHI in an Iron Fist's hand would fuck up a normal human even being in the same vicinity, not to mention if even a light punch grazed their bodies.
CHI was neutral in its composition but the user could influence it to do a variety of things. That is what he had done there. In a fit of anger, he deliberately released some of his CHI that was tainted by his emotions at the time, leading to Ross getting Cancer.
He did not know what kind and frankly, he did not care, at all. What he was sure of, was that Ross was going to write off his men as casualties by Hulk and his new co-conspirator and if one happened to survive, he was going to kill that man himself.
That was his thought process at the time, according to Jin'Ya and that was something he could not tolerate that tragedy happening under his watch, at all. Not when there was something he could do about it.
He circled around the area, deliberately making sure that the satellites that were undoubtedly keeping watch over him were also indirectly monitoring the military convoy right below him. Ross probably knew that he was right above him but someone higher up probably restrained him or atleast rescinded his ability to call in missile strikes on foreign soil because he could not sense any missile heading his way.
His senses, while not surpassing his visual sensory distance, was leagues behind Jin'Ya's master psionic senses because the dragon could sense missiles as soon as they were launched by a couple of stealth Jets.
"Um, Hi? Where are we going? You do realise that we are actively being tracked right now?" Bruce, seemingly done with his research on the marvels that were his Doors, stood right next to him, glancing regularly at the speck of purple light that was Jin'Ya's way of camouflaging himself.
He sighed, and slowly stopped the Door. Bruce was confused but the next second a series of much smaller Doors appeared all around them before turning the single platform into a cocoon of Doors. Grinning a bit at the ridiculous idea that had entered his mind, he turned to Bruce, "Buckle up!"
Bruce's, "To What?!" was expertly ignored as he received an affirmation from Jin'Ya about the feasibility of his plan, just as the Doors were all locked in, and he was ready to start expelling some serious thrust out of it.
"I hope you don't get motion sickness," He mumbled to Bruce, and before he could get a reply in, with a thunderous sound that flattened the trees right below them and almost created a crater, the small rectangular box of Doors shot up in the air, straight through the clouds, even as Bruce screamed and hugged the Doors, or at least tried to.
Soon, the screams faded as Bruce saw the ground leaving his vision, replaced by an inky blue denoting the oceans of the planet, courtesy of him turning all the Doors translucent. The thing that probably stopped Bruce's screams was because they were not feeling the pesky effects of inertia and gravity on their bodies, and that was due to the one and only Jin'Ya, Draconic Psionic extraordinaire.
The thin sheen of purple all around the Doors was an indicator of Jin'Ya using what he liked to call a Pseudo-Domain, the ability to control all matter in a set area. Having honed that ability to the highest level possible (probably), Jin'Ya turned simple telekinesis into borderline reality control within a set zone.
"Alright, Dr.Banner, all jokes aside, we will now be going to my home base. Now, you might see some unusual things but please keep your questions for last. In fact, we will be having a lengthy discussion soon because I have to leave once you are comfortable. Okay?"
The man gave him a shaky smile. One he mirrored before the Door's thrust was cut off, and it began plummeting to the ground.
Ah, the screams had begun anew.
For someone who did not wish to fight the Hulk, they sure did put a lot of undue stress on the poor man's heart.
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–One Eyed Cyclops–
His eyes narrowed as he looked at the satellite footage of Ross' latest clusterfucks. He had no idea why Pierce had restrained him from even hiding Bruce from the rest of the world but this, this huge international incident was enough for him to swoop in, no holds bar, and take over the entirety of the situation.
Only, the situation was not as good as he had imagined it to be. Oh, he totally expected to be righting Ross' wrongs for a long time but he did not expect to see his mystery orange perpetrator involving himself in this as well.
Clearly, the man has been holding back a lot from them. He zoomed in on the use of the barriers, at least that's what the eggheads had taken to calling them though it clearly looked like a Door in the videos. The multiple videos that had appeared on the Dark Web before they were taken down and also through the multiple cameras that the Soldiers had.
Ross' act of attacking someone who was clearly more interested in diplomacy had raised quite a few eyebrows but it would have all been worth it if Ross had something to show for it. Now, all they had were a bunch of riled up Canadians demanding an explanation as to why they were there, and no Banner to show for it.
His door beeped as an authorised person entered his office. He didn't look up even as Coulson arrived in front of him and patiently waited for his orders.
He supposed that the one good thing that came out of this was the fact that they couldn't rely on brute force to get their orange man. They needed finesse and more importantly, they needed to establish a diplomatic relationship with this man, because not only was he himself clearly very powerful and well trained, he now had exclusive access to the single most dangerous man on the planet.
For that, he needed…. "Coulson."
"Yes, sir."
He slid a file and a USB drive towards Coulson, "Take these. There is to be zero paper trail about this. You report directly to me on any updates. You will also be taking normal cases to throw off any suspicion. No INDEX entries either."
"I see. So soft approach? The hard one didn't work?" The man joked but all he received was silence.
"...I will see myself out."
He nodded and then resumed looking at the hundreds of videos that SHIELD had gathered. This…this was someone who could fit perfectly in the Avengers' Initiative. Now, all he needed was leverage to make this happen because the Council could not reject all his candidates if they could speak and think properly.
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