Sep

Ultimate One Universe: Emergence

Shorter post but I'm trying to peer pressure someone into doing a thing.

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On the Road // USA

^{This is an open event. Feel free to jump in.}

It took Iris nearly a minute to get to the edge of the city, heading west for Illinois following signs for Chicago. She allowed the speed to take her, breathing deeply and calmly as the lightning flowed through her veins. She was in a world of her own as she crossed into Indiana.

Feeling a familiar pang in her stomach she hopped up and over the barrier of the interstate and off to the side of the road. Searching her pockets for anything to eat she only found a rather melted and disgusting chocolate bar. She attempted to open it, purely for energy. Barry had explained to her that due to her speed and metabolism, she had to have a far greater calorie intake. On the bright side, she wouldn't need to diet for summer next year.

Sighing and placing the bar of disappointment back in her pocket Iris pulled her phone out of her other pocket. Then frowned after pressing the button to unlock it, and all she was met was a black screen that read [NOT AVAILABLE].

Holding the button, the screen went black as it turned off. Holding it again the Trask logo briefly appeared, before displaying nothing but [NOT AVAILABLE]. Perplexed, confused and a little bit lost - well, she knew what led to Springfield and back to Central City. Iris decided that the best thing she could do was to push on a little bit farther to a town, or a rest stop. Somewhere she could find out what was happening, get something to eat and figure out what was happening.

Just a passing car slowed to take a look at her, she took off again. Leaving nothing but a trail of dust as she once again sped down the motorway. As she got closer and closer to Springfield, she surmised that whatever was going on with her phone wasn't an isolated incident. Iris had passed several electric cars that had seemingly just stopped in the middle of the carriageway, thankfully nobody had been hurt but the resulting traffic jam and people milling around did make travelling more awkward. Making her way into the city she tried to remember her way, coming to a stop to try and get her bearings she turned when she heard a scream.

"Somebody do something!"

"Oh my God the train is coming!"

"They can't get out!"

Sat on the level crossing was the latest Trask EV. It had stopped in the middle of a crossing, its occupants trying to beat open the windows as in the distance a train could be seen gaining speed heading straight for it. Without a second, or more accurately without a nanosecond, of hesitation, she jumped into action. A nearby garage had its shutters open and she ran in, grabbed the first heavy looking tool she could find - not entirely sure what it was called, but it was heavy and made of metal, and went towards the car.

The panic and fear in the occupant's faces and eyes burned their way into her brain. "Cover your faces!" When they didn't react fast enough she took a deep breath, trying to slow herself down. Very consciously slowing her speech. "Cover, your, faces."

As soon as they had ducked down she struck the window, it slowly bent in before bouncing back. A second strike, third, fourth, tenth, fifteenth, thirty-fourth, sixtieth. It was a crash-resistant crash but everything had its breaking point as her arm became a blur, and eventually, the glass caved. Disappearing again in an instant she returned the slightly warped, and possibly broken, tool to the garage and grabbed a pile of rags and brought them back to the car. Covering the broken glass to allow the occupants to climb out without shredding their hands. As she was reaching in to help pull the people out she felt a tap on her shoulder, turning to see a man there with a very concerned look on his face.

"Hey I'm just trying-"

He interrupted her pointing at the train. "The people on the train!"

Iris turned to look at it before turning back, not quite getting what he meant. Surely they would be fine. It was just one little car - that's when she noticed he was pointing down the track now in the opposite direction. at an oncoming freight train.

"Oh hell."

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@Hound55 Well, the point is that it's the Internet rumour-mill for you. "A small team of scientists was rescued by Thor in Alaska" turns into "Thor single handedly saved the state of Texas from an alien invasion!"

@mattmanganon

and yet the Internet still doesn't seem to know about the speedster from WW2.

SMH.

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<Snipped quote by mattmanganon>

Yeah, I don't know that they did, certainly not mainland U.S.A in the least.

@Hound55

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It's always better to have a rough plan so it when you're writing if the story is like no I want to go this way you can go with it rather than fighting it.

Atleast this is how it works for moi

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@Master BruceI do not know why, but I keep getting writer's block with my next post with Slade. I know the story I want to tell, it is just getting there is the hard part right now. I will just try to get a post out today.

@Theyra

Sometimes over planning can be your enemy

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@Master Bruce has it really been 9 days since that Cap Post?

I know I've been busy with work but it doesn't feel like that.

I got something in the pipeline for both.

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Veery interesting....

Also RIP to our Steel Man. Not to be confused with our Man Of Steel, of course.

Least the Mutants have it a bit easier now....A bit.

@Mintz

Hey he's not dead. But if you had a Stark Cellphone well... Sucks to be you.

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So if you can't tell.

I'm using @Lord Wraith dropping Tony to fuel the main plot.

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"Pandemonium for Trask Industries tonight folks, as inventor Boliviar Trask, has gone missing during a vicious attack that has left several dead and more injured-" The background footage cut away to show the scene of the factory. Smoke still billowed from the control tower as emergency services tackled fires and cleared rubble.

"-After what appears to have been an attack to distract the Sentinel Prototypes and security, the prototypes appeared to fail and the systems shut down. The main offices exploded." G.Gordon turned to face the new camera as the angle changed. "Since the attack we have been receiving continued and escalating reports of Trask technology and software shutting down or malfunctioning without warning all across the globe. In the interest of public safety several airlines have cancelled and grounded all flights until backup systems are in place and activated-"

Gordon paused as he put his hand to his ear and turned away fron the camera. "And now we go live to a statement from Trask Industriesr."

The visual switched to that of a podium in a hangar. A spokesperson stood there, specks of dust and what was possibly blood on his usually pristine suit. A bandaid on his temple.

Given the go-ahead off screen, The man shuffled his cards awkwardly. His usual attempt at charm and charisma that had made him a meme all over the internet, absent. "Good Afternoon-" His voiced was cracked and broken as if he had been shouting. "-due to the severity and the changing nature of events I will be reading from cards [i]only[/i]-" He stared down the camera. An unusual forcefulness about him.

"-I ask that you all keep your questions for another time. At approximately twelve hundred hours, local time, the War Machine suits were active in an Artificial Intelligence flight test. Several assailants interupted the test and engaged in combat with the prototypes. The prototypes were successful however shortly after the control tower hosting myself, Tony Trask and several others was caught in an explosion. At this time Tony Trask is still missing, his body not found amongst the dead-" He coughed, clearing his throat. Reaching for a glass of water his hand raised it, unsteady.

Sipping from the glass he placed it back, clearing his throat once again before continuing. "Since the explosion many of Trask Industries, Enterprises and Technologies systems and software has been shutting down. As of yet, we cannot find the cause but are urging caution in the interest of public safety. As soon as I am done here, I will personally be overseeing our efforts to track down the cause of the system malfunction-"

Hammer continued with muted sound as he shrunk on the screen till he was in a small box hovering in the studio. "System Malfunction? Is that really the best Hammer and the Pee-Arr people at Trask can come up with? System Malfunction?! Planes grounded, peoples cellphones and work computers shutting down."

Godfrey twisted as he turned for the camera, a smug look on his face. "Now I'm no expert, but when one of the smartest men in the country goes missing making the next innovation in defensive technology for our boys in the military, and all his computer systems mysteriously start shutting down well-" He shrugged. "-well I'd be getting the C.I.A involved. Don't forget, Obadiah Stane is still hospital bound, in a coma after he was shot. Now if this isn't espionage, then I guess my word means nothing."

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"There was a time I thought staying inside the system was the way to enact change, but science and advancement suffers on the whim of politicians, bureaucrats and the one percent-" The man stroked his moustache, then chuckled to himself before turning and placing a hand on his patients chest.

"No offense intended ofcourse my dear boy. You are but a symptom of the sickness."

The man picked up a remote, hitting the on button a wall of monitors activated. They showed a man made of stone trying to put out a flaming trenchcoat in New York, one in blue in red lifting up an overpass in metropolis, one with a flaming skull dispensing the most raw justice imaginable and various other superheroics and natural abilities.

"I've seen the future. You're on the right path, but the world of the Mutant is only part of the problem-" The screens changed. War, strife, politics, poverty. "The human condition has become cancerous. I have seen the future, and with your help I can change it."

Turning back around he walked very deliberately over to the bed his guest was restrained on.

"What do you say Trask, care to save the world?

Boliviar winced as the tape that had held his mouth closed was forcefully ripped off. He leaned forward and spat. "You talk too much, go to hell.