The Ancient One has been keeping such a keen eye on the planet that not even a fly would go unnoticed under her gaze. She has been trying to pierce the veil that covered her view, but no matter what she tried, she couldn't get her eyes to see the unseen. She has been keeping track of Stephen Strange because she couldn't afford to lose Earth's future.
The sorcerers in Kamar-Taj had not been made aware by the Ancient One of anything, so they still thought everything was following the future she saw and told them about. They were diligently practicing their sorcery, always preparing.
[Small Site]
I have been hammering in instructions that the MTF had to follow ever since they arrived back. Of course, I was to blame as well, but they didn't need to think of that right now, as something worse than field mistakes are incompetent leaders. I had also been allocating guards to protect the businesses and construction since they were not in good neighborhoods, and for construction, I just wanted insurance.
I had also been deciding somethings and I have concluded that Marvel items that we collect should be labeled SCPM, and thus we can restart the count from 001. I'm so smart. Since I have decided this, I now label the ringmaster hat SCPM-002. It's a momentous day; the first new containment object is now sitting on a shelf within reach of anybody because this site is just like that.
"Listen up, people, from today onwards, any anomalies not logged into the database beforehand are now to be labelled SCPM-yyy. This is for organizational purposes, and also so we don't have to constantly keep adding to the numbers already in the thousands." No one objected, as none of them really could; they were all low-level, and they really didn't care much about this, they are soldiers after all.
"The hat we picked up from the circus is now labelled SCPM-002." It's exhilarating to say that it's like being a scientist and discovering something new, unless you were a biologist. I had not been rewarded for containing 087 as its till not under our control and can be guarded, but we can wait unless the government tries to investigate solo, in that case, a forced seal shall be brought to them, so I can claim the rewards. Of course, I doubt we can cover it off with anything resistant enough on time.
Thinking of this, I relayed new orders to the MTF and the construction crew, telling them to be aware of an emergency summons to seal the door shut temporarily. I also ordered the deployment of the MTF to stand watch near the area, making sure nobody was sneaking about unless they were a woman with red hair, or a bald woman; in that case, they backed off. I was not about to confront Shield with limited supplies, nor did I want to mess with the Sorcerer Supreme.
[Mr. Stark]
Tony had been able to build his tin can. He was ready to leave and donned the suit, but the guards were approaching a well, so Yinsen went to distract them greatly to Tony's dismay and unwillingness. When he finally put on the suit, he heard a sickening pop that was matched to a gunshot he had heard so many times before. He hurried out, and Yinsen was on the ground in a pool of his own blood while the terrorist who shot him was stunned at the robot that just appeared. Tony spotted the weapon brand they had on their weapons, which was Stark Industries. Tony allowed them no time to think as he grabbed 1 by the collar and slammed him into his pal, causing both to be knocked unconscious. He picked up the gun, convinced it was not his, but the name very clearly said Stark Industries.
The other terrorist, hearing the crash, went to check it out, and when they saw the scene, they raised their weapons and opened fire on the intruder. Tony got out of his stupor and lead rained down on him, but he didn't retreat; instead, he advanced and started blasting.
He used the flamethrowers to burn the terrorist while he made his way to the ammunition, intending to blow the base sky high and alert nearby US troops, as he no doubt knew they were scouring the lands looking for him. He was constantly being pelted with bullets, but some stopped shooting as he got dangerously close to the ammunition. They didn't want to miss and accidentally blow themselves up, even if it could kill the intruder. Tony didn't have the same thoughts, however; he believed the crudely made suit could survive the explosion if he made it out far enough. At this moment, the leader finally appeared.
"Well, Tony, where do you think you're going? You think this shitty suit will allow you to leave alive?" He said in crude english which Tony could barely understand, but he did feel the danger as he was holding an RPG, and Tony could hear a tank slowly trudge its way to him. He knew they wouldn't dare shoot at the ammunition stockpiled behind him, but he couldn't escape either the flight or the suit is was very bad, and he doubted he would escape like this.
He had an idea at this moment, the distance they were standing at would leave a window for him to jump while shooting backwards as the RPG made its way to him. The armor could probably withstand the momentum it would propel him, but render it useless, leaving him stranded with no weapons. He prepared himself and jumped up with the boosters. He directed the mounted missile and shot it backwards as he closed his eyes and prayed he didn't make a miscalculation, as he also heard a rocket blast from the terrorist direction.
The explosion happened instantaneously as the terrorists closest had their skin peeled off and bones slightly charred, the heat reached them, and the shrapnel entered their bodies superheated. It entered and left their bodies as they continued traveling to those behind them. They were instantly injured by the pieces of metal entering them and severing veins.
Tony was propelled through the air, keenly aware of the clinks hitting the armor and the couple of pieces that made it through the weakened armor and entered his legs and shoulder. He was propelled far away from the base as all the volatile materials inside exploded, causing a chain reaction that could be seen for miles away and heard. The US spotted it really fast, as they confirmed no missiles were launched near this area, and soldiers quickly marched to the location, not expecting much, as an explosion of that size would have killed all, if not most.
[At the school]
The investigation continued at the scene, as well as the continued wreckage cleaning, making their way to the unharmed room that had not collapsed in the explosion, which was interesting, as the shockwave alone would have caved in the room. It was buried under ruble but slowly the agencies were making their way to the door as they tried to get people inside.
The MTF had been keeping an eye on them and continued reporting to Ant as progress was made. The construction company was moving to the school when they got ordered by Ant. The MTF was tasked with keeping watch until the construction company arrived. By that point, they had to distract them long enough for the construction to happen, to seal off the door.
[With Ant]
I was preparing myself for another disaster as the investigation was getting closer to 087. I had ordered the guards at the base to be prepared for combat in case the MTF was not able to hold them off; they would deploy and use snipers to hold them off for a bit. I had also been preparing my self conscious knowing a lot more people were going to die because of me, but no biggie, right?
Bad news, they had made significant progress, and plan B was about to take action. I had lost contact with the MTF as they approached silently. I ordered the sealers to hurry up, and I told my guards to move to position in case they are needed.
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That's the end of this chapter
1420 words
Bland chapter btw 😒
What comic universe should be first? with a SCP spawning in there in mind.