Marvel Cinematic Universe – Non-Sacred Timeline.
New York – Assassin Brotherhood Headquarters – Textile City.
Sloan was in the room with the sacred Loom of Fate, preparing to check if any new targets had appeared.
He peered through a magnifying glass at the emerging messages on the sacred loom. As new cryptic text appeared, he immediately began recording it. As he deciphered the code, a name emerged before his eyes.
Sloan.
Staring at the decrypted result, Sloan froze in place, then muttered:
"How is this possible?"
"How could it be my name?"
"It must be a mistake…"
Then he firmly stated:
"The Loom of Fate never makes mistakes…"
After a few seconds of silence, he looked around to ensure no other members of the Assassin Brotherhood were around, then carefully cut out the piece of fabric marked with his information.
Staring at the cloth in his hand, Sloan couldn't understand why his name had appeared. Ever since the Brotherhood's founding over a thousand years ago, no member's name had ever appeared on the loom. But the loom never errs—those who appear are fated to die.
Could it be that he, in the future, would become a heinous villain?
By the Brotherhood's rules, he should end his life the moment his name appeared—but he didn't want to die.
As Sloan wrestled with his thoughts, a streak of light appeared outside Earth, racing toward the planet.
Wrapped in the light was an infant, surrounded by seven Dragon Balls.
The light streaked across the New York sky, piercing the roof of the Assassin Brotherhood's textile factory, crashing directly into Sloan, killing him on the spot.
Boom!
A massive shockwave obliterated the Loom of Fate into scattered parts, and the seven Dragon Balls surrounding the baby turned into seven meteors, flying off in different directions before becoming stone and falling across the land.
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Hearing the intense commotion upstairs, X, Cross, the Pharmacist, and others shouted from the doorway:
"Sloan! Sloan! Sloan!"
After getting no response, they could no longer hold back and rushed in.
By Brotherhood rules, only the leader is allowed into the loom room after initiation.
Staring at the scene before them, they froze.
A gaping hole in the roof, the Loom of Fate shattered, a baby lying in the debris, and Sloan's lifeless body nearby, clutching a piece of fabric in his hand.
The Pharmacist gasped:
"My god, what happened here?"
Cross quickly moved to Sloan's side, checked him, then shook his head at the others:
"He's gone."
He then took the cloth from Sloan's hand.
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Conference Room.
All high-level members of the Brotherhood gathered. The Gunsmith spoke first:
"Alright, tell us what you've found."
X stepped forward:
"The Loom of Fate was destroyed. Sloan is dead."
"We tried to save him, but ultimately, we lost both our leader and the loom that guided us."
The Butcher asked:
"Who's the enemy?"
Cross replied:
"There was no enemy."
Everyone was stunned:
"What?"
Cross threw a document onto the table with the cloth attached and a decoded message beside it:
"This was what Sloan held when he died."
Everyone read the document.
"My god..."
"How could this be?"
"Sloan's name actually appeared..."
X added solemnly:
"Yes. He held it tightly, even in death."
The group had to accept the truth: Sloan's name had indeed appeared, and he was gone.
X continued:
"Apart from that, a baby appeared at the scene—descended from the sky. What are your thoughts?"
Everyone was at a loss. Too much had happened.
The Pharmacist said:
"This baby ended the Brotherhood's past and made Sloan's choice for him."
"He is heaven-sent—a holy child."
Cross shrugged:
"I agree. This child is indeed heaven-sent."
X pondered and then said:
"Then the child shall be named Smith Doyle, with the title GOD."
Cross responded seriously:
"A god? You have high hopes for this little guy."
The Gunsmith added:
"You sure put a lot of faith in him. Let's see if he can live up to it."
The Butcher interrupted:
"I'm less concerned with his future. What matters now is—without the Loom of Fate, what do we do?"
"The loom gave us names to judge and eliminate."
"Now it's gone, replaced by this GOD. What's next?"
Everyone looked to Cross and X, the strongest among them.
X thought and said:
"Pause all operations. Recall our members."
"As for future plans, let's hold off for now."
Cross offered a different view:
"Yes, we should recall everyone. But I do have a proposal."
"Before, we relied on the loom's list for assassinations—some preventive, some just punishment."
"In the future, we can use intel systems to judge and execute those truly evil."
The Gunsmith asked:
"Become like Robin Hood? Or Captain America?"
X thought for a moment:
"Not a bad idea. Worth considering."
After discussion, the Brotherhood's new path was decided. As for Smith Doyle, they planned to raise and train him well.
After all, a child from the heavens who fulfilled the loom's final prophecy carried immense mystery and promise.
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(End of chapter)