《Aden Strong: Avatar In DC》Taking Over.
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Chapter 304 Taking Over.
(General P.O.V)
"Chuck, are you sure about this?"
Wolverine asked from Xavier's side.
The X-Men stood in a line on the lush green lawn of the Xavier Institute, staring up at the sky. They were waiting for a special guest.
Storm felt it first, a heaviness that had her nervously fidgeting, her palms shaking slightly as she waited like the others.
Cyclops noticed her nervousness but chose to not comment on it. Whoever this Avatar was, he had him curious, eager to see what kind of power he possessed. Power that made even Storm wary.
Wolverine, on the other hand, was cautious. He didn't trust anyone he didn't know, especially someone with 'almost infinite power beyond normal comprehension', as Chuck had put it. Chuck who wouldn't be simply exaggerating based on the fact that he could walk again.
Suddenly, a bright yellow light appeared above the institute, and the Avatar came from within a portal.
'snikt!'
Wolverine's claws came out.
"Put those away Logan."
The Professor instructed.
Their guest swept his eyes out across the institute and sighed in appreciation. Aden could admit that the school and safe haven for mutants was something he had been looking forward to seeing. And it didn't disappoint.
"He's not what I was expecting."
Cyclops commented as Aden floated towards them, noticing them from above.
Storm had to agree. He was definitely not what she was expecting.
The Avatar was a tall, handsome black man, dressed in a flowing black coat and blazing with undercurrents of divinity. Storm felt...stronger than she had ever. She would usually have to lose control over her emotions to access the kind of power coursing through her body at that moment. It was...unimaginable.
Aden looked down at the X-Men and gave a sly wink to Storm, causing her to blush.
"Hello, Xavier," the Avatar said, landing before them and greeting the professor with a warm smile. "It's been a while since we last spoke."
Xavier smiled back, walking forward. "Yes, I remember. I reached out to you with my telepathy. Almost got swept away by your immense power."
The Avatar chuckled. "I'm flattered, Xavier. It's not often that I encounter someone with your level of psychic ability either. For a human, you are very exceptional."
wolverine snorted.
"Human? You don't look any different from us Bub. Maybe check the ego."
Cyclops felt like facepalming. Xavier sighed. Logan was...a hard man.
Aden merely smiled, walking forwards to stop before the shorter man.
"And what are your senses telling you? Do I smell like a human? You look like the type to trust your instincts. So what do they tell you, James?"
"James?"
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Logan muttered. The other three looked at each other in confusion.
"James "Jimmy" Howlett, born 1832 Circa, Canada."
Aden recited to their shock.
"Come see me later if you want the rest of your memory back."
He patted his shoulder.
"However, next time maybe try to leave a better impression on someone who can unravel your whole existence with a thought."
Wolverine seemed lost in thought at the words. Slowly, the claws retracted.
"Mmhh."
He hummed.
"I'll take that as an apology."
Aden shrugged in an easygoing manner.
Xavier took the chance to intervene.
He gestured to the X-Men. "Allow me to introduce you to my team. This is Storm, our resident weather goddess. Cyclops, our leader in the field. And Wolverine, our... well, let's just say he's our resident skeptic."
Wolverine snorted, eyeing the Avatar warily. "I just don't trust anyone I don't know."
The Avatar grinned. "I can respect that. It's always good to be cautious. But I assure you, Wolverine, I'm not here to cause trouble." Aden stretched out his hands to the sides.
"I'm actually here to help."
Cyclops raised an eyebrow. "Help with what?"
The Avatar's smile faded slightly. "With whatever I can."
He turned to face the northern section of the mansion. The edge of it was the woods that cut off into a dry road that connected with the main one past the Xavier compound.
"We can start by... flushing out a few eyes."
Aden raised his hand and above the tree line a few agents and a black featureless van floated up, held suspended through telekinesis.
"Shield."
Xavier sighed in realization.
"How come we didn't know they were spying? We have cameras and motion detectors on that side of the compound."
Cyclops wondered, removing his glasses and exchanging them for his visors.
"They have a mutant with them, he can basically cast a highly effective concealment field."
Aden answered.
"That's why I couldn't detect them."
Wolverine bit out, his claws coming out.
"Excuse me, professor. I should go and meet up with Hank. We'll organize a party with a few of the others and do a perimeter check around the compound."
Cyclops informed professor X.
"Of course."
Charles agreed and Cyclops left with a nod aimed at Aden's way.
"Well that was unexpected huh?"
Aden asked out loud.
"Once again, I cannot thank you enough."
Xavier informed Aden who simply waved it away.
"You can thank me by continuing what you're doing here."
He smiled.
Wolverine retracted his claws without a word. Aden looked his way.
"I know you still don't trust me. Most times, beings like I are selfish, arrogant and quite literally think themselves better than others. While I might possess great power, I believe it's my duty to use that power for the greater good. I know a lot about the X-Men and the work you do. I'd like to have a good relationship with you."
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Storm stepped forward, her eyes bright with excitement. "Don't mind Logan, Avatar. Like Charles said we cannot thank you enough. And if you don't mind me asking, what exactly can you do?"
She had yet to meet someone so connected to the earth and it's elements.
The Avatar's eyes sparkled with an inner light. "First of all, please call me Aden. Secondly, I can do many things, Storm. I can control the elements, heal the sick, and even bring the dead back to life. But most importantly, I can see into the future. I have a vision for this world, and I believe that together, we can make that vision a reality."
The X-Men exchanged looks, unsure of what to make of this mysterious individual. But there was something about him, something compelling and intriguing, that made them want to learn more.
"Let's discuss this further while having a cup of tea."
Charles offered.
"After you."
Aden gestured and the group left for the mansion.
(Elsewhere)
Time was irrelevant here. They had been fighting for years or minutes. Which was it? Chaos had no concrete idea. All he knew was that they had been fighting for a long time.
Every blow traded was not aimed at Killing Chthon, Chaos was after occupying more of Chthon's realm. And he was almost halfway through.
That was until Chthon decided that he needed allies against this madman. No matter what he did, Chaos came up with a way to tank the blows and while not come out on top, slip and manage to gather more influence.
It was infuriating.
And so Chaos found himself not only standing before Chthon, but lesser RealmLords. Chthon had convinced them all that Chaos would go after them next and so they had banded together to get rid of him, once and for all.
Chaos floated in a world of different hues. He was a formless cloud of energy before the wills of beings that were as old as time. The space they all occupied was stretched to the limits of what physical space could contain. Fundamental laws of reality were put up against them and found lacking.
Just like the Nexus of Reality, these RealmLords looked down at the material world's rules as mere suggestions. Space was fructuring around them and Chaos took advantage of that to gain more ground over Chthon's realm, extending out limbs of darkness through the cracks and corrupting more of it.
"Stand down creature of chaos."
Chthon informed him, standing at the head of what was a group of terrifying individuals.
Chaos smiled inwardly, looking out at the gathered beings.
'It was like the boss said, sometimes you need a one vs many match to keep things interesting.'
He closed his metaphorical eyes and took a breath.
"I promise to do better with your immense power, Chthon."
Chaos smiled.
Then he stared at the ones behind Chthon, Cyttorak, Dormammu, Mephisto and more. They weren't really here. Merely constructs of their will. It would have been incredibly dumb for Chthon to allow them in without countermeasures.
"For standing with my opponent, I hope you're all ready for death. It's nothing too personal."
He addressed them.
"Your arrogance shall be your downfall."
Dormammu spoke up.
They were formless, just clouds of energy that manifested with the power to break universes. The skies around them were red and filled with sections of Chthon's realm floating about like space debris. A thin almost undetectable film of energy separated half of the realm from the other.
'I can't keep fighting this battle too long. The boss might need me. Time to bring out the big guns.'
Chaos thought, his body changing into a humanoid one. On his right arm, Equity appeared.
Instantly the whole realm shook in fear.
"Equity," Chaos started, caressing the blade's sharp edge, right infront of their eyes.
"We always keep you suppressed so as to not devour the world..."
"Whatever that thing is, we need to get rid of it."
Cyttorak said, his red energy form roiling around restlessly in the skies.
The gathered wills of the Realmlords responded by sending a multitude of attacks, most of whom manifested as beams of incredible energy. Energy that was enough to destroy galaxies ten times over.
Aden touched down on a chunk of floating earth and looked up at the attacks bearing down on him. It was... beautiful and terrifying.
"Now, I unseal you, Equity. Judgement of the Avatar: Destroy all Opposition."
He chanted, gripping the sword in a two handed grab.
Time seemed to slow down as the weapon blazed blue, then red, then purple, then black before turning itself and Chaos into a creature of all white. Then Chaos slashed out and the world broke apart. All the attacks aimed at Chaos were devoured under the torrential amount of power that Equity unleashed.
After it was all over, the effect of Equity as a weapon that cut off any being from their power worked well with the Realmlord's connection with their realms. Chaos instantly felt connection with multiple realms.
"The boss will be impressed."
He said to himself.
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