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Part 2 of A Silver in DC, Part 1 of Nanwrimo23
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2023-11-04
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New pathways we made, times we run

Summary:

So due to multiple sources. I sorta got reinspired to revamp a old story. That was inspired by Stand with Ward and Queen's two earths, this is with more aragorn's heroes coming together. this time.

And im practicing Nanowrimo in creating stories so here we go....

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(See the end of the work for notes.)

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Vormir was mostly a beautiful place. He pondered. If one ignored the doomed... all the way to the gem in the heart of the planet.

Once upon a time he wouldv'e loved it. Had craved it, using it to get power. The most powerful thing he can get his hands on. Until...

That had burned him alive, leading him to... becoming this.. Planet's herald. Leading anyone to make the same call he did. Poetically ironic, wasn't it?

Now as one can say it has become a living. Traveling , and exploring the planet's depths. Learning everything that touches this place. The planet was more apart of him, as he spent more time in his duties. Leaving himself before, as a distant memory,

Glances up at the shimmering purple sky. Breathing... He was grateful actually. To be able to start a new. After awhile, he realized there was a lot worse ways If he hadn't met the previous keeper. He seen.

Then in a explosion the purple sky was enveloped by a incoming blue. "This is new." he muttered. In all his time, the sky was always purple. Casting a purple glow. Flying in a panic, the once red skull hurried closer to the explosion. As a dust cloud blew at him, the spirits that this place had claimed. Scurry past him, feeling afraid, scared, frightened, all of them were one of those. He seen, as he saw...

Something had landed, something alive. Barely he can tell. From all the bullet holes ,that reminded him of Swiss Cheese. Yet he was alive, better than he should've been. Then he felt... a name.

Pietro Maximoff, the words flowing from him.. The closer he got.. A product of hydra. Like his sister Wanda Maximoff. They were both from Von Strucker's studies. A student of Daniel Whitehall's practice of empowering metahuman genes. He was proud, well not as much as he would've been. That he was healing still , for the most part... It was gonna fail whatever flew from Pietro's veins. As he vibrated groaning, blue sparks intensifying. Blood still coming out, like a wave in the sea . Retracting and coming.

'Rest easy son, your fight finally finishes. Pietro. As he reached to end his suffering, and give mercy.

"Stop!" As a red haired woman in regular clothes. Came into view. Jonathan could tell though, this was not a average human or alien that has come here. It was the being that was known as the speed force.

"Hello, and welcome Speed Force. I assume you are the cause of the show of blue skies tonight?"

"Somewhat harbinger. I mean you no harm, but this man is a of my jurisdiction. Allow me to take him, free of your duties."

"And he is in pain. As the product of a infinity stone. He is not truly a speedster. He could die in the agony to come. Or I can give him a peaceful ending, and ease his suffering."

"Believe me. I do not wish him this agony, anymore than you do, harbinger. But it is not his time either. He still has places destined to run. As Vormir wishes, Pietro has not interacted or violently. Conducted any harm against it. Meaning you would be killing him, Schmidt."

That gave him pause. His purpose was to only do harm only to those who seek ill intentions, or the stone. Pietro met neither of these. "Very Well." he sighed. "Then I won't. Though it still looks like he will expire. If he dies on these lands. he will then be of my jurisdiction, Nora. So best be quick, before he is killed."

"Only thing I plan to do." She jokes. closing her eyes. She waves her hand and the bullets are drawn to it like a vacuum. Pietro coughs, as color slightly returns to his body, The blue sparks becoming a blue glow. The blood seeping inside. "There now his healing can function properly without that." dropping all the bullets on the ground.

"Good then now if you wish to continue to survive, I'd advise you to take your blue skies out of her, Force." "I will harbinger. Leave you to existing. May vormir be well."

Then as quick as it had happened. They were gone. The blue had faded mostly by now. Back to it's normal purple. Though it did not fill him with peace of balance on vormir. It felt tainted, something bad had come. Schmidt could tell nothing for the first time, since he came here. And that left him speechless.

Notes:

No real premise in mind really. Just ideas coming together. More clearly well at least this time.

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