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Bomb Full of Secrets
Somewhere deep within the Earth, a trio of Moloids cower beneath the three humans that stand before them. Are they thinking anything useful? Black Panther asks. Terror, Emma Frost replies. Does he consider that useful? In some situations, yes, the Panther replies. By the looks of this place, she begins, referring to the giant cavern in which they now stand, she’d say their killer would agree with him. No, Ms. Frost, Black Panther disagrees as he eyes the skeleton of a large creature, now stripped of all flesh which once covered it. Their killer prefers to be invisible. This place was never meant to be found.
Considering this, Frost asks how did they find it then? Every murderer leaves a trail, Panther replies. Calling out to Ant-Man by surname, the Panther asks if he has found the source of radiation. Ignoring the first call as he scans something with a hand-held device, Ant-Man responds to the second. Via radio, Ant-Man asks the Panther to give him a minute, will he? He’s trying not to puke!
Ignoring both men, Emma turns her attention back to the frightened Moloids. It’s okay, she telepathically tells them. They’re not there to hurt them. Believe it or not, they’re the good guys. Now speaking aloud to Black Panther, Emma informs him that all the Moloids know about this place… is that every few months another body appears. That has happened for as long as they can remember. Then it would appear, the Black Panther muses, that they have rather long memories.
So voiced, the two take in again their surroundings. All around them lie creatures of various sizes, all dead and in various states of decomposition. All are monstrous in appearance, possessing claws and teeth and horns. Examining one such corpse, Emma calls it a graveyard of giants and monsters, hidden away in the center of the Earth. They X-Men are pretty weird, she admits, but she’s still never seen anything like this. What makes him so certain this is the work of the same killer who murdered the Watcher? The facts will make him certain, Black Panther replies. Asked what then, the Panther replies that they’ll see where else this trail will lead them.
In the jaw of one of the creatures, the miniaturized Ant-Man continues to work. Gotcha, he suddenly gloats.
Meanwhile, New York City:Over the cityscape, Nick Fury pilots his flying car at high speed. Calling to Cap over the radio, he asks for a sitrep. Is the suspect still in sight? Sort of, Cap replies as he steps over the rubble that was once an office. Good God, the Black Widow swears as she follows close behind. This thing is fast. Move! Wolverine yells at an office worker. Get down! To this, Spider-Man adds that perhaps the worker should go ahead and knock off for the day. They might be awhile.
Ignoring the two, Cap reports to Fury that they’re right on top of him. Just tell him there’s someone watching the backdoor. Repeating the word “backdoor” as his car arrives outside the building in question, Fury reminds him that he’s on the 49th floor. What back… Fury’s words trail as he looks up and spies a Mindless One crashing through the window glass and plummeting down on top of him. Back up on the 49th floor, Cap radios to Fury, informing him that the thing jumped. Does someone have eyes on it? To this, Fury rejoins that he’s only got one eye, but a pretty good view.
A moment later, the Mindless One lands in the backseat of the car. Immediately, Fury’s backseat defenses engages, wrapping the Mindless One’s limbs in metal coils. Let me go! the Mindless One yells. I must keep running! I must outrun my own mind before it drives me mad! As the car reports that its backseat defenses are failing, Fury pulls out an energy weapon and fires it over his shoulder, muttering that this is the most action the backseat’s seen in a long time. Is he ready to confess back there, pal? Fury asks the creature.
Unaffected by either the coils or energy blast, the Mindless One leans forwards. Being on the Moon… was the first time I ever knew sin, it informs him. One doesn’t deserve to die for their original sin, do they? He admits it then? Fury asks. It killed the Watcher? I… I still can’t bear to look at that eye, it replies. Why won’t you let me keep running!?! Be his guest, big fella, Fury rejoins. With that, Fury presses a button and a moment later he and his seat are ejected from the flying car. As his jetpack enables, Fury suggests to himself that he go read this thing its rights.
Catching up to the car, which still speeds over the city, Fury informs the Mindless One that it’s got the right to go to hell. Any questions? I demand IGNORANCE, the Mindless One responds. I insist you make me mindless again! Before Fury can reply, the car interjects, reporting first that its defenses are offline, then that its navigation is offline. It’s all right, Bettie, Fury informs the vehicle. He hopes she knows she was always his favorite. Whimsically instructing it to close its eyes, Fury fires his energy weapon. The next moment, the car explodes over the East River, as Fury jets on.
Immediately, Fury radios to the others, informing them that the target is down and for all teams to converge on his signal. When Iron Man radios back, asking him to tell him that he left it alive, Fury replies that he hopes so, or he just killed his car for nothing. He then tells Iron Man that he wants the strongest cell he has at Avengers Tower and a reliable telepath standing by. And Dr. Strange.
Sitting at a giant console in the tower, Tony Stark sits in nothing but his bathrobe and his Iron Man helmet. Through the electronic modulator of his helmet, Stark informs Fury that Reed confirms that the weapon that they recovered yesterday was the Ultimate Nullifier, which was previously seen in the possession of the big bald man on the Moon. So these so-called “Mindless Ones” are looking more and more like suspects numero uno in the Watcher’s murder. They could really use Dr. Strange on this. These things are from his turf.
A short distance away, Dr. Bruce Banner sits at another console. These Mindless Ones are other-dimensional beings, right? he asks. They get one in the lab, he bets he could isolate some sort of energy signature, so they could track any others that might be out there. To this, Stark replies that he isn’t there for his rosy disposition. As for him, Stark then adds, he’s reviewed every second of space-based surveillance footage from the last three days. SWORD says there were no approved flights scheduled between the Earth and the Moon. But, he found this. Pointing to an image of a space craft, he explains that it’s an unmarked ship, leaving the Blue Area of the Moon, headed towards Earth. Tell him he’s crazy, he then asks, but does it look like it’s made of gold?
Ignoring the question about the craft, Banner asks Stark if he thinks he should, maybe, put some pants on. They’re hunting a murderer and he’s talking about pants, Stark replies. They should try to be professional. Hearing Fury report that the Mindless One is in custody, Stark replies “copy that” and then asks its mood. Hard to tell, Fury replies, it having no eyes and all… but he thinks it’s crying. Then it’s ready to crack, Stark suggests. His interrogation cell is ready and waiting, he then tells Fury. Now… would somebody please tell him where the hell to find Dr. Strange?
Somewhere far beyond the realms of man:Doctor Strange and the Punisher walk through an unearthly realm consisting of vine-like tendrils extending in all directions, including up and down. They shouldn’t be out in the open like this, the Punisher voices, more concerned with their vulnerability than their location. By the Punisher’s side, Strange floats in the air, cross-legged. This is a realm of man-eating shadows, he informs the Punisher. Believe him, in the open is the only safe place to be. When the Punisher then says that he thought they were supposed to be hunting a murderer, Strange replies that they are. Then that must mean they’re bait, the Punisher rejoins. He doesn’t like being bait.
A third, luminous eye appears on Strange’s forehead. He tells the Punisher to put his gun down. They’re not bait. Pointing the Punisher’s attention to a small flock of luminous birds glowing yellow and red, Strange informs him that he conjured them. They can smell murder victims from worlds away. If there are corpses there, they’ll find them. Murder-sniffing birds, the Punisher muses. Why the hell does he need him? If he remembers, Strange replies, that wasn’t up to him. He was chosen by…
Strange stops mid-sentence. They’ve found something, he announces. Before the Punisher can object, they both disappear in a flash of light. A moment later, the two reappear, standing atop the corpse of a gigantic creature, with red skin, giant claws, a massive teeth-filled mouth and tendril like hair. Next time, he can walk, the Punisher informs Strange. Ignoring the statement, Strange informs that Punisher that the creature is a beast king of the ancient world. Eighty feet long. Eight-five, the Punisher corrects, sizing up the beast. Been there for years.
As the Punisher bends down, Strange orders him not to touch it. What is he doing? Looking for an exit wound, he replies, sticking his arm into an open wound. Don’t be ridiculous, Strange rejoins. A thing like that couldn’t be killed with a gun. If he gives him a moment’s quiet, he’ll divine what sort of spell it was that…. Well, the Punisher replies interrupts, now he knows why he’s there. Strange and his birds sniff out the bodies… and he’ll find his damn killer for him. With that, he produces an intact luminescent green bullet.
Back on Earth:In the warehouse, the Mindless Ones stir. Always it comes very slowly… one voices. The completed understanding of it. The repeating each one does to tell it the whole history of the being in each one, always now I hear it, always now slowly I understand it. Sugar is not a vegetable.
Watching from a short distance, the woman tells the hooded man that they’re quoting Gertrude Stein now. She’s not sure she can take much more of this. They’re evolving, the hooded man replies. No &%#$, she replies. She hasn’t slept in three days, but she feels she could wrestle a Mandroid. That’s good, the hooded man tells her. She’s going to need all of that strength when they come.
Looking down at one of the Watcher’s eye, which he holds in a cloth in his hand, the hooded man suggests to his female colleague that she should tell the Mindless Ones to keep away from the windows. Avengers have been flying past all day. She tells them lots of things, she replies to her colleague. But they don’t listen. They lost another today. Did he even notice? He tried to run on his own, but the Avengers caught him. Then they’ll be coming sooner than he thought, the hooded man responds. That’s what she’s been saying all along, he tells him. But all he does is stare at that stupid eye. Rubbing his hand over it, the hooded man replies that he doesn’t know how to make it open. He thinks there are things inside that want to get out.
The conversation between the two is interrupted by a guttural expression of pain from a massive, rock-like man lying prone on a slab some distance away. He sounds even worse today, the woman tells the hooded man. Not to mention how he looks. Told that he’s changing, the woman counters that he’s dying and she doesn’t know what to do. If he’s too weak to change, the hooded man offers, then they’ll have to leave him behind. Hearing that, the women produces a hand weapon and points it to the location of the head of the hooded man. That’s not going to happen. It will, he replies calmly, whether she shoots him or now. And she really shouldn’t, you know. Because they’re going to need every last bullet.
As the hooded man says this, an electronically enhanced voice booms through the warehouse. Attention, murderers and Mindless Ones! the voice of Iron Man booms. You are surrounded. By every super hero from all give boroughs of New York and then some. I suggest you surrender. Quickly. Indeed, glancing outside, the hooded man can see multiple Quinjets, a SHIELD helicarrier and various flying heroes, including Nova, Iron Man, Firestar and Thor. You have until the sound of thunder to comply. Hovering by Iron Man’s side, Thor adds that the threat that they should otherwise make peace with their mindless gods. That too, Iron Man agrees.
In one of the Quinjets, Banner reports that the energy they’ve been tracking is leaping off the charts there. He’d say there are at least a dozen Mindless Ones inside the penthouse. Hearing this, Fury adds that just one of those things nearly levelled half the city. They need that building evacuated, now. In response, Captain America radios that he’s on the ground floor. They’re evacuating as fast as Magik can teleport. At the other controls of the Quinjet, Black Widow instructs Fury to look at the infrared readouts. It’s not just Mindless Ones up there. They’ve got other targets. And looks to her… like a whole bunch of guns.
Inside the building, the woman addresses the Mindless Ones as she selects her weapons from the arsenal hanging on the wall. Those people out there know what they did, she tells them. So aim for their faces. And don’t let their gushing blood slow them down. A few moments later, Exterminatrix leaps from the building, followed by the Mindless Ones. As she opens fire with her handguns, they emit powerful blasts from what one might call an eye.
As the descending Mindless Ones take on Nova and Thor, Exterminatrix lands on a Quinjet and promptly opens fire on its canopy. As she does so, she radios back to her hooded colleague and orders him to get their injured colleague out of there. At least do that for her! She’ll hold them off for as long as they can! Who knows… they might even kill a few. She then asks the hooded man to tell her father that she died gloriously. Tell him she made Thor bleed.
Elsewhere, the hooded man assists Exterminatrix’s father, Doctor Midas, down a flight of steps, despite the fact that Midas towers above him and possesses greater weight. Radioing back to Exterminatrix, the hooded man replies that she won’t have to die once he figures out how to open it. She’ll see. Damn him and his eye, she rejoins. She hopes it gives him cancer. Damn him for ever finding them in the first damn place! With that, Extrematrix leaps from her Quinjet, which begins to lose altitude, billowing smoke as it does so. Now shut up and run! she yells.
A few moments later, the Quinjet impacts on the streets, exploding in a fireball as it does so. A short distance away, Exterminatrix lands on her feet. Flanked by Mindless Ones, she leads them against the assembled heroes and orders them to kill the pretty ones first! Faced against her are the Thing, Captain America, Falcon, Luke Cage, the Hulk, Black Widow, Wolverine, Shadowcat and Nick Fury himself. Quite the turnout, Exterminatrix announces as she fires. She’s flattered! She just hopes she’s got enough bullets for all their faces!
In the building, Doctor Midas continues to descend stairs, his arms draped over the hooded man. Looking like the Thing, Midas’s rocky skin glows blue in its cracks. He feels like… his face is about to explode, Midas tells him. That’s good, the hooded man informs him. They might need him to do that. Regarding the Watcher’s eye, which the hooded man still holds in his palm, Midas tells his colleague that he hears him talking to the damn eye… every night. He should get rid of it. It knows everything, the hooded man replies. That’s the point. That’s how it’s going to save them. It’s his eye. The Watcher’s. It’s seen the whole history of the world. Of them. It’s seen all the secrets that are or ever were. And he thinks they’re all still inside it. Asked how they get them out of there, the hooded man replies that that’s the question he’s been asking every night. Then asked what it says, he tells Midas that it doesn’t say anything. It’s an eye. It just watches him.
Emerging from the frontof the building, the hooded man and Doctor Midas find the host of assembled heroes waiting for them. At their feet are the defeated Mindless Ones and the shackled Exterminatrix. “Oh,” the hooded man voices simply.
Stepping away from the ailing Doctor Midas, the hooded man glances down at the giant eye in his hand. Oh, yes, of course. It’s still his isn’t it? It still wants to be there when the world is changing. Like it is… right now. It… still wants to watch. Still at the hooded man’s side, Doctor Midas says that he can feel it. It… sees them, doesn’t it? Yes, the hooded man replies. It sees all and everything. Just like always. But now… it also needs them to see. Thank you, he whispers to it.
Seeing what’s in the hooded man’s hand, Luke Cage curses. They got the Watcher’s eyeball. The sick bastards. His eyes boring in on the two, Captain America orders them to put the eye down and step away. Whatever the hell this is, Fury adds, it’s finished. They’re murderers, and they’re going down.
No, the hooded man replies. No, he doesn’t think so. See, they’re not the murderers they’re looking for. And this… this isn’t an eye. Not anymore. With that, the hooded man removes his hood, revealing a giant eyeball in place of his head – the trademark of the man known as the Orb. Holding aloft the Watcher’s giant eyeball, which now pales in size to the one on his shoulders, the Orb proclaims that the eye is a bomb. A bomb full of secrets. And what do bombs do? They go BOOM.


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(weeks ago)In his dreams, the Orb explains, he’s on the moon. And there’s this mansion there. He walks inside like he owns it. Like it knows him. He wants to stay, but… He wakes up. He always wakes up. And then he is always there, at the foot of his bed. He never speaks. He just… watches. At first, the Orb that he thought he was part of the dream, but now… He thinks it’s his house, and he thinks he doesn’t like that he can see it.
That’s what he does, the Orb continues to his audience, he sees things other people can’t. And sometimes… he steals eyeballs and rolls around naked in them, but mostly… he sees things. For example, he can see that he’s considered killing him at least seven times since he came in there. Eight, the Orb’s audience corrects. Take off the mask. It’s not a mask, the Orb replies, touching the single, gigantic eyeball which serves as his entire head. Asked by a second party what does he mean it’s not, and how is talking if it’s not, the Orb explains that it took him a long time to learn. He used to just make squishy noises and…
Interrupting the other party and calling her “Oubliette,” the Orb’s audience tells her to never mind his damn face. This man he saw, changing the subject back to the Orb’s stranger, what did he look like? Big, the Orb answers. Big and bald. He thought he was God at first, but he doesn’t think God would dress like that. Then asked about the Moon, the Orb replies that it’s wondrous. Full of treasures. Full of things they can’t begin to imagine. Secrets. The whole place is filled with secrets. More secrets than there are stars.
Asked why they should care about his dreams and why is he there, the Orb replies that they’ve seen him, too. He can tell. They want to walk through the doors of that mansion the same as he does. And he’s the only man alive who can get them inside. So what does he say? the Orb asks Dr. Midas. Do they have a deal? Shall they rob the man in the Moon of all his secrets?
Sitting on the other side of the desk, flanked by his bondage-clad daughter Exterminatrix, Dr. Midas’ armor hides any thoughts his face might betray. Exterminatrix speaks first, asking her father to let her shoot this fool in his big, stupid eye, only for Dr. Midas to order her to silence. Speaking to “Mr. Orb,” Midas explains that the man is called the Watcher. And, yes, he’s seen him. All men who change the world with their bare hands have seen the Watcher. He, Dr. Midas then adds, is such a man. Tell him, Midas asks of the Orb, if his power of sight is as he says… these secrets… where does the Watcher keep them? Ah, the Orb voices, isn’t it obvious? The Watcher keep his secrets… right where he can see them.
(Now, Manhattan)In his hand, the Orb holds up one of the eyes of the Watcher, which pulsates with energy, emitting blue lightening at all of the assembled heroes, pushing them back. So many pretty little secrets, the Orb muses, all now out in the wild. This will be fun to watch.
Though the energy wave has subsided, each of the assembled heroes struggle to regain composure. Haltingly, Spider-Man asks what just happened. Was he the only one who saw… who saw… Oh, no… A short distance away, Luke Cage asks what the hell does this mean? Why would… Behind Cage, the Hulk seems wracked with rage. Hulk… smash… Stark! By the spires of Asgard, Thor proclaims with wide-eyed horror, he has… a sister?! Behind the heroes, regular bystanders have not gone unaffected. While one woman berates her lover for being with the babysitter, another realizes hers has never loved her. A man suddenly realizes that he knows who killed his mother. Suddenly… he just knows!
Nearby, on his feet only thanks to his daughter holding him up, Dr. Midas calls out to the Orb. He doesn’t know what the hell he just did, but this is their chance! Move! However, as Dr. Midas, his daughter and a small group of Mindless ones flee, the Orb finds himself at the end of a weapon held by Nick Fury, who orders him to out down the eye and put his hands on his… head. He’s under arrest for murder. There’s no need for that, the Orb explains. He’s not the one Fury is after. Raising his hands (and still holding the eye), the Orb adds that he wants to know the next big secret the same as Fury does. He wants to know who really murdered the Watcher. Because it certainly wasn’t him.
(meanwhile)Miles below the Earth’s surface, the Black Panther holds a plastic bag full of dozens of luminescent green bullet casings. He doesn’t think there’s any question, Ant-Man informs him as he carries another. They were all killed with the same gun, and the same unique, gamma-irradiated bullets. But not all at the same time, he then adds. He’d say the oldest corpses have been there for decades. The most recent, only a few years.
Surrounded by the cavern which serves as the dumping ground for the shooter’s victims, Emma Frost notes that they’re all creatures of the underworld. Some are familiar. Some she’s never seen before. Which likely means no one has ever seen them before. A bunch of dead monsters buried in the center of the Earth… what does this have to do with the Watcher being shot on the Moon?
Considering this, the Panther replies that their killer has been at this for a very long time, right beneath their feet. Which means they are quite skilled at staying hidden. Perhaps the Watcher died because he saw something he should not have. Asked by Emma if he means he saw the killer, Black Panther replies that he was the Watcher. He saw everything. Even the unseen.
Somewhere beyond their dimension, Doctor Strange and the Punisher stand on the corpse of another creature. Eyeing its wound, the Punisher motions to a place far off and explains that the creature was shot from somewhere… way over there. Hard to tell in this place, he then adds, but that looks to be almost 4000 yards away. Doesn’t matter what kind of gun you’ve got… that’s one hell of a shot. Aren’t many people alive who could make that shot. Not on Earth at least. He’d say ten total, including him.
Grimacing at the murdered creature before them, Doctor Strange mutters of common killers, walking these sacred plans. He likes this not. Hearing this, the Punisher remarks that he can’t tell if Strange is talking about the guy who did this… or him. Asked if there is a difference, the Punisher replies that when he kills somebody he doesn’t hide it. No, he most certainly does not, Strange rejoins. Irritated, the Punisher informs Strange that he can take him back to L.A. anytime he wants. And then he can explains why to… Interrupting, Strange notes that this place makes the Punisher uneasy. Good. He likes him uneasy. Changing subjects, Strange reminds the Punisher that he said “ten people.” Tell him. Tell him every single name on that list.
Somewhere on the galaxy’s outer rim, the Winter Soldier sits in the spaceship’s cockpit and broods. This is a complete waste of time, Gamora announces. There’s nothing out there. Who was the fool who gave them these coordinates? To this, Moon Knight replies someone who’s not normally known for being a fool. They should be back on Earth, Gamora then adds, searching for the Watcher’s killer there. Turn the ship around, she orders Moon Knight. She’s had enough of this folly. No, the Winter Soldier voices. They were told there was something there. So there is. Addressing Moon Knight by his name “Spector,” he tells him to keep going. When Gamora snarls that she doesn’t remember agreeing to take orders from him, the Winter Soldier tells her to get out.
Moon Knight begins to point out that the ship is technically his, but a sound grabs their attention. Gamora is the first to realize that it sounds like something hitting the ship’s hull. Meteorites most likely. Right, Moon Knight confirms, except these meteorites look an awful lot like a trail of shell casings, floating in space. As the rest eye the casings, Moon Knight then supposes that they’ve just found what they were looking for. No, Winter Soldier disagrees. What they’re looking for… is whatever lies at the end of the trail.
As the trio continue, they are unaware that they are being watched via a monitor by their benefactor. Won’t be long now, he tells the man standing behind him. They’ll have visitors soon. He’s to make sure everything’s ready. Prepare for the worst. Yes, sir, the man replies. They always do. Eying one of the gamma-irradiated bullets, the boss notes that he’s afraid they’re going to need… a hell of a lot more of these.
(Avengers Tower)Unsheathing his claws with a snikt, Wolverine asks the Orb, his prisoner, if he hears that sound. It means he’s got about three seconds to tell him what he wants to know. Sitting on a bench, his hands in massive manacles, the Orb regards Wolverine and the Hulk and muses that one is a tortured a school teacher and the other a deranged physicist. Is this some sort of bizarre variation on the good cop, bad cop routing? To this, Wolverine replies that it’s more like a stab cop, smash cop. Start talkin’, bub. Literally hulking over their prisoner, the Hulk bellows for Wolverine to tell “eyeball man” to stop staring at Hulk! Two seconds, Wolverine says.
When he doesn’t reply, Wolverine bluntly orders the Orb to tell him what happened on the Moon. Tell him how he killed the Watcher. Seemingly unphased, the Orb replies that he didn’t come there to tell them anything. They’re not the one who can stop this. They want to know what happened? What is happening? Then put him in front of the man in charge. Bring him Nicky Fury and he’ll tell him everything.
As he watches this exchange from his monitor room, Nick Fury receives a call from Captain America, who reports that the trail’s gone cold. No sign of Midas or his crew. He also reports that Stark says the energy signature they used to track the Mindless Ones is suddenly nowhere to be found. Midas must’ve caught on and figured out how to block it. They’re back to square one, which means they’re stretched pretty thin out there. If he’s going to have to canvass the entire planet, he’ll need more bodies.
When Cap then asks where everyone is, Fury replies that it was a bomb full of secrets. That’s what the Orb unleashed on them today. The Orb, he then mutters. Still can’t get over that part. Continuing, he informs Cap that readings confirm it’s the Watcher’s eye. The current theory, courtesy of Reed Richards, is that it acts as some sort of living storage device, recording everything the Watcher sees. Orb was somehow able to access that info and basically… throw their own secrets back at them like grenades.
The only good thing, Fury continues, is that only those people in the immediate vicinity were affected. Bad news, half their team is suddenly out of action or barely functioning. Thor, Spidey and Daredevil lit out right away and nobody’s heard from them since. It’s all he can do to keep Hulk from tearing Stark apart for some reason. He has no idea what sort of secrets people saw, but whatever they were… it’s thrown them into chaos. Which he imagines is exactly what the Orb was hoping for.
Cap asks if the Orb has said anything, but Fury ignores the question for one of his own. What did he see when the bomb exploded, Fury asks. Pausing for a moment, Cap finally replies that that’s not the mission right now. Call him when he’s got more info. Cap signing off. With the connection broken, Fury picks up the Watcher’s eye with both hands. See, he says to it. Even Captain America saw something and Captain America doesn’t have secrets. But he does, more than he can count. So why didn’t he see anything?
In space, Moon Knight’s ship has come to rest on an alien world on which the trio now step, clad in space suits. Leading the bunch, Moon Knight quips that, when you follow a trail of bullets through space, you expect to find something pretty crazy at the end of it. Some big, dead floating space god full of bullet holes. Maybe Galactus with a giant machine gun. Instead they get… a whole bunch of nothing.
Examining the word around them, nothing but barren rock, soil and dead foliage, Moon Knight adds that the radiation levels are extremely high. Did their killer wipe out an entire civilization? Is that what they’re looking at there? To this, Gamora points out that there would still be ruins. Some signs of settlement. There is nothing there. Nothing but a dead world. Picking up a gamma-irradiated bullet, the Winter Soldier considers the words “dead world” for a moment. Standing up, he tells the others to look around them. These are bullet holes, more than he can count, all of them shot straight down into the dirt. Their killer was rather a terrible shot. Or…
Suddenly, the Winter Soldier’s mind’s eye furnishes his mind with the image of an armored robot, floating in space and shooting a belt-fed machine gun. Oh, hell… Or a damn good one, the Soldier mutters. Turning to Moon Knight, he asks that they flew in from the planet’s dark side, didn’t they? When Moon Knight confirms, Winter Soldier orders him to send up a camera. Now.
As Moon Knight complies, Gamora interjects that she doesn’t understand what he thinks he will find. They have scanned the entire planet. There is nothing there. Nothing but a dead world, the Winter Soldier replies. Just like she said. A world surrounded by bullets. A world shot full of holes. Their killer didn’t miss. He never does. His bullets hit the ground because that’s where he was aiming. They’re looking for a corpse? They’re standing on it.
From orbit, Moon Knight’s camera shows the meaning of the Winter Soldier’s words. Taking up nearly a quarter of the world’s surface is the face of what was once a living planet, its expression depicting the painful agony in which it died.
Reeling at the images from his probe, Moon Knight is in disbelief. A living world. Someone shot and killed… a planet. He’s gonna need a minute to process that. More calm at the thought, Gamora voices that she’s seen world like this before. Sentient ecosystems. Like Ego the Living Planet. But the power it would take to slay one is… is almost unimaginable. Someone imaged it, Moon Knight rejoins. Can’t be many people in the known universe who could pull this off, is he right? He means, this sure has to narrow down the suspects. Examining the bullet he had found as he walks away from the others, the Winter Soldier mutters that it certainly does. With that, he clicks a button on his wrist.
Oblivious to the Soldier’s actions, Moon Knight suggests that they need to get in touch with Black Panther, tell him what they’ve found. This is some sort of… of cosmic killing spree they’re looking at there. They’re gonna need to call in the… the… everybody on this. Considering this, Gamora asks Winter Soldier exactly why it was they who were sent there. And by who. Who knew of this murder? Gamora begins to voice a follow-up question, only to realize that Winter Soldier is gone. She calls out his name of Bucky, but receives no reply. The next moment, Moon Knight’s spacecraft explodes, the result of a bomb affixed to its wing.
Dumbfounded, Moon Knight struggles to understand what happened, but quickly comes to the conclusion that the Winter Soldier is responsible. Already there in her mind, Gamora remarks that she thinks that’ve just found their prime suspect. And all this time… he’s been right in front of their face.
In his monitor room, Fury is still regarding the Watcher’s eye when he receives a call from Wolverine, suggesting that he get in there. The “eyeball guy” is ready to start talking. After replying in the affirmative, Fury cuts the signal and mutters that that’s what he’s afraid of. An eye full of secrets. But last he checked, the Watcher had two so… Who’s got the other one?
Suddenly, a portal opens on the floor behind Fury, expanding into a vertical aperture through which the Winter Soldier emerges. Fury has only a time to begin to as “Bucky” where he came from before the Winter Soldier lifts his sidearm and shoots Fury in the chest. Now on his back and his chest a bloody mess, Fury attempts to ask why, but the Winter Soldier tells Nick no more hiding. No more running from their sins. Another shot from the Soldier’s weapon severs Fury’s hand, which was reaching for his own weapon.
Now pulling his field knife from his belt, the Winter Soldier continues. No more turning a blind eye. Snarling at the man who will soon kill him, Fury spits that he never liked him. No more, Nick, the Winter Soldier concludes. A moment later, the knife comes down with a sickening shunnk, severing the head of Nicholas Fury from his neck. Now holding both the Watcher’s eye and Nick Fury’s decapitated head, the Winter Soldier promises “No more secrets.”


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Secret Warriors
(somewhere beyond our dimension)Pointing his rifle at Doctor Strange, the Punisher tells the doctor that he’s talking crazy. He suggests he stop. Seemingly unconcerned with the heavy firearm pointed at his head, Strange reminds the Punisher who he is. Crazy’s sort of his second language. But just because it sounds crazy doesn’t mean he’s wrong. To this, the Punisher rejoins that Strange doesn’t know what the hell he’s talking about… that’s why he’s wrong.
He’s the expert when it comes to mass murder, Strange reminds the Punisher. So, if he has a better explanation for what’s going on around there, he’s all ears. His rifle still raised, the Punisher replies that someone’s been killing monsters. In Strange’s backyard. Someone’s been doing his job for him. Better than him. And that pisses him off. Narrowing his eyes, Strange replies that what pisses him off… is being lied to. Has it been so long since anyone dared lie to the almighty Punisher that he’s forgotten what it feels like? Or is he just too used to lying to himself? Gesturing to the giant creature on whose corpse they still stand, the Punisher replies that he bets this guy thought he couldn’t die from a gunshot either. Right up until the moment he did.
Turning and beginning to walk in the other direction, Strange says that it would appear their mysterious killer has been very busy for a very long time. And someone knew right where to send them to pick up his trail. All of them. They haven’t been told the whole truth. Finally lowering his firearm, the Punisher voices that Strange doesn’t trust anybody else? Good. Means he’s not as dumb as he thought. But right now, that person they don’t trust is exactly the one they need to be talking to. Now following Strange, the Punisher suddenly picks up on something Strange said and begins to ask about other groups, but Strange interrupts with a laugh. If he thought this little team-up of theirs was awkward, he says, just wait until he meets the rest of the gang.
On the Blue Area of the Moon, a portal opens, from which the Winter Soldier emerges. On his belt is the Watcher’s eye, affixed via the retinal nerve. In his left hand he holds the bloodied, severed head of Nick Fury and in his right a handheld device. Examining its readings, the Soldier tells himself that it can’t be far now, can it. Now speaking into his wrist comm. unit, the Winter Soldier tells an unseen party that he knows he’s out there. He knows he can hear him. He’s coming. Now holding up Fury’s head, the Soldier then adds that he’s bringing a friend.  A moment later, the portal is reopened and the Winter Soldier is gone.
Beneath the Earth’s surface, the Black Panther’s tunneling craft quickly ascends. From a console within, Emma Frost announces that they are close enough to receive an Avengers global alert. One suspect in custody, multiple others at large. Reading over her shoulder, Ant-Man recognizes the name of Dr. Midas. Super rich. Super weird. He maybe buys him for the Watcher job, but not for what they’ve just seen. To this, Emma replies that wealthy men tend to get bored quite easily. Does he know what a very wealthy, very bored man is capable of? Absolutely anything, darling. Hunting underground monsters for sport? If only they were all so quaint. In the Hellfire Club, she saw people used as poker chips by men with more money than…
Ant-Man interrupts Emma in mid-sentence, spying a readout on Black Panther’s console some distance away. Calling out T’Challa’s name, he points out that they’re coming up on the surface. He might want to slow down. Not receiving a reply or recognition at all, Ant-Man inquisitively has only a moment to repeat T’Challa’s name before the Wakandan tunnelers erupts through the Earth’s crust and continues into the sky like a rocket. Immediately, the Black Panther manipulates other controls, which quickly report the expanding of orbital scans. All Wakandan satellites at full capacity.
As no vocal explanation seems forthcoming, Emma attempts to make telepathic contact, whimsically asking the Panther what he is up to, only to receive a painful backlash. Best stay out of there, Ms. Frost, the Panther instructs her. Still reeling, Emma remarks that his mind is like… a bear trap, wrapped in barbed wire… that someone set on fire. Asked by Ant-Man what he knows that they don’t, the Panther replies nothing. That’s what worries him.
As, the tunneler-turned-rocket continues on its path skyward, another alert comes in and is immediately met with disbelief. Nick Fury, it reports, is dead.
(Avengers Tower)In Nick Fury’s monitor room, Wolverine and the Hulk find the decapitated corpse of the former spymaster. Crouching at the body, Wolverine sniffs twice and then mutters that he’ll be damned. Bucky. Standing back up, Wolverine remarks that he thought he was dead. And never liked him much when he was alive.
As Wolverine attempts to puzzle out what happened, a red portal opens, through which step the Punisher and Doctor Strange. Seeing their expressions, Wolverine quickly remarks that this ain’t what it looks like, fellas. Neither is this, Strange rejoins, his eyes glowing red and his hands gesticulating a spell. Immediately, Wolverine finds himself bound by crimson bands, at which point he instruct Hulk to “smash.” Before he can finish, the Punisher has already opened fire, hitting a grouping square in the Hulk’s chest. Visibly unaffected, the Hulk asks the “little man” if that was supposed to hurt. No, the Punisher replies, stone-faced and raising a handheld device. But this might. A click of a button later, the rounds in the Hulk’s chest explode, propelling him backward and through the Tower’s walls into the world outside.
Crouching at the corpse of Nick Fury, the Punisher whispers that there’s no such thing as retired, is there? Speaking again to Strange, the Punisher remarks that the Hulk may be an idiot, but that trick will only work once. If he has any ideas, he tells the “doc,” they better move fast. Working on it, Strange replies, in mid-cast of a new spell. When the Punisher then remarks that they should take the body, as it’s worth a closer look, Strange replies that it isn’t. But there’s something else there certainly is.
In short order, Strange and the Punisher stand before the still-manacled Orb, who greets the two and innocently asks if they’re there to kill him. Though Strange replies “no,” the Punisher offers a “maybe.” Ignoring his partner, Strange orders the Orb to get up. He’s coming with them. As his manacles are magicked off, the Orb asks someone stole the eye, didn’t they? To this, Strange quips that it looks like someone stole everything but his eye. Ignoring the jest, the Orb remarks that he did sent them. He can tell. But not to kill him. No one sent them, Strange corrects. They’re only there for the truth. To this, the Orb remarks that the truth is that they don’t know how they’re working for. They haven’t seen him. Not truth. They haven’t seen the Unseen. He has. He saw him…. in the eye. He saw his sins. He saw when he… He didn’t know one man could kill so many things.
A savage and incredible rrrrggghhh! causes the Punisher to announced they don’t have time for this. The Hulk is in the building. Now pointing his rifle at the giant eyeball which serves as the Orb’s head, the Punisher demands that he start making sense, or they see what happens when he goes blind. He hears it calling, the Orb replies. The eye. It likes him. It likes the way he looks at it. If he tries really hard, if he listens with all his might… he thinks he could lead them to it. As the Punisher lowers his weapon, the Orb adds that the only problem is that it’s going to want to show them the truth. And they’re going to want to look, but believe him… some things should never be seen.
In orbit, the Panther’s tunneler-turned-spacecraft reports a completion of telemetry and new coordinates determined. Whatever the signal is, Ant-Man adds, it looks like the Panther has been tracing it for some time. Her arms on her hips, Emma asks the Panther if he minds telling them what the hell is going on, or should they just start guessing. That signal was a call he received, he begins, the call that led to the center of the Earth. As Emma begins to understand what this means, Black Panther voices her thoughts. That would mean that all this time they’ve been searching for something unseen without realizing that all they needed to do was open their eyes… and look up. Suddenly before the craft is a giant satellite. The Wakandan craft quickly attempts to identify registration, but finds none. Launch history, undocumented. Point of origin… unknown.
In short order, their craft docks and the trio disembark. Walking through a large hallway, Ant-Man remarks that he doesn’t know what scares him more: the fact that this satellite was so hard to find… or so easy to break into. Ant-Man then asks Emma if she can use some of her “mutant brain powers” to figure out if they are alone in there or not, but she replies that her powers aren’t what they used to be. However, her common-sense still works fine. No way are they alone. They just followed the trail of a murderer from 10 miles beneath the Earth to 200 miles above it. If they can do that, he better believe… they’re not the only ones. They were never alone, the Black Panther interjects. At the moment, that is the only thing they know to be true. Even with the Watcher dead… someone is always watching.
As if on cue, the Punisher steps from behind the trio, his rifle raised. He orders the Panther to keep his hands and feet where he can see them. To Ant-Man, he informs him if he shrinks he’ll die. Believe him, he’s one hell of a shot. And Frost… don’t even think about it. The first to reply, the Panther tells Castle to put it away. He’s embarrassing himself. Appearing suddenly next to the Punisher, Doctor Strange replies to T’Challa that, believe him, he’d rather the Punisher twitch his finger than Strange twitch his. What are they doing there? And more importantly, whose side are they on? Not sure, the Panther replies, daring to walk towards Strange, who does the same. That’s what they’re there to figure out. Strange replies that they should hope it’s the right side, to which the Panther counters that they should hope there is a right side.
Asked by Strange what they found that led them there, the Panther replies the same thing he’s guessing he and the Punisher found. Lies. Lies and lots of bodies. Asked if he has any idea who killed them, the Panther replies that all he knows is where the lies began. And so does Strange or he wouldn’t be there. When Strange replies that he doesn’t even know where “there” is, the Panther asks how exactly he found it. He didn’t, Strange answers. The Orb did. On cue, the Orb steps out from behind Strange with a wave. “Hello! I talk to eyeballs.”
Taken aback by the newcomer, Ant-Man pleads to be told that he’s the killer so they can wrap this up before it gets any weirder. Ignoring the quip Strange admits that the Avengers did find him in possession of the Watcher’s eye. To this, the Panther asks where they found him. Looking away, the Orb remarks that the eye is close. Don’t they hear it screaming? Ignoring the remark, Strange reports that the Orb admits to being on the Moon when the Watcher was killed, but mostly he just speaks gibberish. Judging by his mind, if you can call it that, Emma interjects, gibberish is the best he can manage. He was working with Dr. Midas, right? Ant-Man asks. Do they have any idea where that guy is?
The eye, the Orb continues, muttering to himself as he looks around aimlessly. The eye is here. And… oh. It’s not alone. Seeing what he means, the others look up and spy the Winter Soldier, crouching above them. Just so they know, he announces, he doesn’t trust a single one of them. And he expects the feeling is about to be mutual. With that, the Soldier jumps down, holding in one hand the eye and the other Fury’s head. Immediately, the group is staggered at Fury’s apparent death, all but the Punisher who introduces the Winter Soldier to the others. Never like him, the Punisher informs “Barnes.” Now he knows why. His weapon raised, he orders the Soldier to get on his knees while he’s still got ‘em. To this, the Soldier rejoins that he’s not some corner dope pusher, and he’s not afraid of a man who can’t protect his own children.
Sensing the escalation, the Panther orders both to stand down. There’s nothing to be gained from them fighting each other. He sure about that? the Punisher asks. Ignoring the challenge, the Winter Soldier remarks that maybe all of them know something he doesn’t. Like why they’re all there. He’s the one holding the eye, Strange counters. Why doesn’t he tell them. Regarding the Orb, the Soldier quips that it looks like they found their own eyes. And his talks. He still can’t get a peep out of his. Forget about the eye, Ant-Man interjects. What about the head? Raising Fury’s severed head, the Winter Soldier remarks that the head is why he’s there. This head is the…
A loud BOOOOM interrupts, reverberating through the hallway. Another ship just docked, the Panther explains. In a hurry. His attention focused on the Watcher’s eye, the Orb voices that the eye would know what’s happening. If he’d just let him… hold it one more time. Grabbing the Orb’s arm, the Punisher threatens that “eye face” that, if he’s led them into a trap, he promises that he won’t live to see it through. Actually, the Winter Soldier interjects, he thinks this one might be on him.
A moment later, an enraged Gamora launches herself out of the darkness, yelling a guttural battle cry and holding aloft a sword in both hands. Yelling the Winter Soldier’s name, she attempts a slice, pronouncing him a traitorous bastard and ordering him to die. Fortunately for him, the Winter Soldier sidesteps the blow. As the two continue, Strange voices that they’ve got to stop this madness, but Moon Knight intervenes, telling the others that they might want to sit this one out. Bucky’s got it coming. Asked by the Panther what happened, Moon Knight explains that Winter Soldier blew up his ship. Left Gamora and him stranded in deep space. They had to catch a ride with a friend of hers. Looking down, Moon Knight motions to Rocket Raccoon, the sight of whom startles Emma Frost. Nice popgun, “skull boy,” Rocket quips to the Punisher, whose own weapon is smaller than Rocket’s.
Nearby, the fight continues, with the Winter Soldier using the only weapon at this disposal, Fury’s head. He’s not her enemy, he informs Gamora. Believe it or not, he was trying to protect her. Undeterred, Gamora launches a counterattack, asking if that was what he told the man whose head he wields. No, the Soldier replies. Him, he didn’t give a chance. She still has one. Suddenly, the battle is interjected by Emma Frost, who steps into the fray in her diamond form, delivering a right cross to Gamora, whom she calls “green cheeks.” Interrogation first, execution later, she quips. They should hear what he has to say.
Next to Moon Knight, the Panther tell the Spector that he needs to rein in his partner, or he will do it for him. Hey, he just met the lady, Moon Knight rejoins, but he already trusts her more than him. Back off. A short distance away, the Punisher and Rocket also trade threats. If this is a joke, the Punisher tells him, he picked the wrong guy to pull it on. Elsewhere, a sheepish Ant-Man asks Doctor Strange if this means they’re supposed to fight. When Strange remarks that he’d really rather not, Ant-Man replies okay. Good. Awesome. Cooler heads it is.
Meanwhile, much to Emma’s surprise, Gamora seems unphased by her diamond form, yelling that she chewed diamonds in her crib! Again, the Winter Soldier attempts to step in, asking Gamora to trust him. She really doesn’t want to… Oh, but she really does, Gamora replies. With that, Gamora arcs down her blade for the Soldier’s collarbone, only for him to use Fury’s head as a shield. A moment later, Gamora stands in shock as she spies the head of Fury, now stuck on her blade, buzz with electrical energy. What in the name of Thanos…?
It’s an LMD, the Winter Soldier explains. Life Model Decoy. One of the most sophisticated he’s ever seen. Continuing, the Soldier explains that he used the chip in its head to track where it came from. That’s how he ended up there. Wait, Ant-Man interjects. So how long was Fury an LMD? And where the hell’s the real Fury? Grabbing his stomach, the Orb announces that suddenly he doesn’t feel so good. If he had a mouth… he thinks he might…
Ignoring him, Moon Knight asks the group how do they know at this point there is a real Fury? How the hell do they know anything? This started with Fury, Emma interjects. That’s what she was told… by the Panther. To this, the Panther rejoins that none of them were told the truth. Look around them… Does she think they’re all there by coincidence? They thought they were chasing secrets. They were wrong. They are the secret? What the hell does that mean? Emma demands. Make sense dammit! He said they were working for Nick Fury!
They were, Emma dear, a voice announces. The whole group turns to the source of the voice and sees massive, metal doors opening, revealing an elderly yet living Nick Fury, flanked by four young versions of himself. Smiling slightly as he rests his hands on a cane, Fury adds that they still are.


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The Secret History of Colonel Nicholas J. Fury
(narration/flashback)Nick Fury explains that, if they want the truth, they gotta go back. Back to 1958. And to, of all places… Kansas. He was with Army intelligence back then. An eager young spy who still thought the world was a fairly simple place. A place where the price of freedom was nothing more than the occasional war. Some dead friends and a nightmare now and then. He figured something like Iwo Jima or Berlin in ’45 was about as hairy as things could ever really get. Turns out, for a guy who still had two working eyes… he sure couldn’t see worth a damn.
On that day in Kansas, so many years ago, Fury explains, he led a group of Army soldiers. Though they were all clad in camouflage and wielding machine guns, Fury opted to lead the charge in a suit and tie, firing a small handgun. The target of their attack was a large mechanism, in the center of which was generated a purple-hued portal. Out of the portal flowed a small host of armored beings, firing purple-hued energy weapons. One of the creatures tossed a spherical object, which exploded like a grenade, killing all of Fury’s group except for Fury himself.
They’d seen aliens before, of course, Fury explains. Small groups here and there. They’d captured their share. Even killed a couple. But they’d never seen a full-scale invasion. Not like that. Not that he knew of. And he was still young enough to believe he knew just about everything. They’d wiped out the whole town by the time they’d got there, and it took ‘em a whole 10 minutes to wipe them all out too. He figured the rest of the world had a few hours at best. He planned on spending those last few hours dying as best he could… which he supposes can be said that he’s been doing ever since.
Before Fury could attack, however, something else emerged from the portal. A middle-aged, white haired & bearded man, clad in golden armor that covered only his upper torso and head, shot out like rocket and arced an impossible turn thanks to his jetpack. Still at high speed, he fired one of his two hand weapons at the armored invaders, killing two with one shot. Via his helmet’s radio, the man reported that the package was delivered and he’s clear. Do it, Howard! Do it now!
As the airborne man continued to fire at the invaders, Fury tried to make sense of his situation. If he was one of theirs, he thought at the time, he was way above his pay grade. However, one of the armored invaders got off a lucky shot, hitting the man in the midsection. In a flash, Fury was at the side of the grounded man, complimenting his flying. But there are more of those things, he told him. Looks like a whole army’s about to pour through the portal. He got any more…
Fury stopped mid-sentence, seeing the bloody piece of shrapnel sticking up through the armored man’s abdomen. When Fury warned him not to move, the man replied that he couldn’t. Guess that tells him what he needs to know, he said. Is it that bad? When Fury replied that he’d seen worse, the man asked hadn’t they all. He always thought it would be the Skrulls who got him, he then added. Not these bunch of nobodies. Watch out for them Skrulls, he then warned Fury. One of these days, they’re liable to… Aagghh! the man exclaimed in pain.
Listen, Fury told him, if there’s somebody he wants him to get a message to… somebody special he’d better tell him now. When the man didn’t respond, Fury began to prompt him again. Won’t have to… worry about that, kid, the man replied. Only folks waiting on him… he’ll be seeing himself… most directly. In Hell.
Suddenly, an explosion erupted from the center of the portal, turning its energy signature from purple to orange. The armored invaders emerging from the portal did so in flame, already dying as they arrived. There he was, Fury muses now, years later. In the ruined town in Kansas with a dying man strapped to a jetpack, looking through an alien portal… watching a whole world burn. He saw an entire race of creatures die screaming. He saw everything they ever were swept away in the flames. And he figured… well… they must’ve had it coming.
In a weak, barely audible voice, the mystery man pleaded with Fury to tell him… tell him if it was worth it. Tell him in the end it was all… The man’s voice trailed and spoke no more. Out in the distance, the burning portal mechanism listed and fell.
Holy Toledo, a man in a business suit exclaimed, surprising Fury. Did he see that?! That bomb is gonna make him a mint. He began to call out to the man, calling him Woody, but Fury interrupted, raising his pistol and telling him that that’s close enough. Raising his hands, the mustached man told Fury to ease up there. He’s on the side of the humans. Trust him, aliens can’t grow mustaches. Before Fury could respond, the man regarded the corpse of his friend, Woody, and cursed. He looks dead, the man said. He is dead, Fury told him. Tribellians, the man mused. He can’t believe it was the damn Tribellians who finally…
Looking up at Fury, the man recognized him as Colonel Fury and introduced himself as Howard Stark. He believes they’ve… He knows who he is, Fury replied. Keeping his eye on Stark and pointing at Woody, Fury demanded to know who the hell was that man who just died to save the world.
Sometime later, Fury rode in Stark’s flying car, making their way to a hidden base nestled in a mountain cliff face. This wasn’t the first time they’ve almost been invaded by aliens, Stark told Fury. Not even close. After landing in the base’s bay and exiting the car, Stark continued. And for every encounter like the one they experienced today, he told Fury, there’ve been dozens more where they never got boots on the ground. Because of men like Woodrow McCord. McCord was the gentleman he had the honor of watching die today, Stark explained. Asked if he was some sort of top-secret G-Man, Stark explained that up top this may be the Rocky Mountains, the good old U.S. of A, but, down there, there are no governments. This is the domain of one man. The man who guards the wall… between them and annihilation.
With that, Stark pulled a giant lever, illuminating a cavernous room, filled with various types of vehicles, equipment and technological paraphernalia. Leading Fury through the technological Wonderland, Stark explained that there are those of them who paid for all this, who helped scavenge the alien technology, who set this up in secret, long ago. Those of them who knew the dangers that were out there and that were going to be coming. But the man who uses all this doesn’t work for them. He doesn’t work for anyone. No government, no organization. He works for the Earth. He works for them all. He’s the first and last line of defense against those who would prey upon this planet. He does whatever is necessary to protect all of humanity from the horrors that are out there. And to ensure that no one who walks the Earth… need ever know he exists.
Turning to face Fury, Howard Stark crossed his arms and added that that’s what Woodrow used to do. Now he’s dead, same way he’s died so very many times before. And yet, there must always be a man guarding this wall. Addressing him as “Colonel Nicholas Joseph Fury of Hell’s Kitchen, New York,” Howard Stark asked Fury just how much does he love his planet. For a moment, Fury glanced up around him in silence. This thing… Fury eventually said, pointing to a rocket. It actually fly?
Sometime later, a group of extra-terrestrials gathered around a conference room table. Totally inhuman, they possessed animal-like heads reminiscent of bovines. Their bodies were lithe, armored in grey metal in contrast to their brown fur. At the ends of their arms were hands with large, three fingers. Addressing their leader, the Grand Procurer, one of the attendees noted that the harvest time will soon be upon them. What succulent new fruit has he found them, among the branches of the cosmos? The Grand Procurer narrates of a newly ripened one with barely a billion years of multicellular evolution. In detail, the Grand Procurer began to report the capabilities of the Earth and its defenses, also noting that they are carbon-based, which given the proper seasoning can be quite delectable.
However, just as the Grand Procurer began to elaborate, his head exploded with a KRAK. The source of the bullet was Fury, firing with a high-tech weapon while standing on a small asteroid, protected from the vacuum of space by armor doubling as a space suit.
Fury recalls how he took the job without hesitation. He’d been a solider and spay as long as he could remember. He figured this was the same job he’d always been doing, just… a bit bigger in scope. Instead of being sent to destabilize a Southeast Asian country that some desk jockey worried might someday be a threat to their way of life… he was taking down aliens who wanted to eat them.
Years later, Fury remembers making his way through subterranean tunnels, being led by a trio of Moloids. They soon found their creature of interest, a subterranean monster that had announced that he was going to stomp the surface world into bloody mudholes When the monster attacked, Fury opened fire with his rifle, firing luminescent green gamma ammunition.
For every subterranean monster who tried to invade Manhattan, Fury now explains, there were ten more they never heard of. ‘Cause they never made it outta their cave. Monday through Thursday, he’d be spying on hippies and commies for the CIA, but come Friday… it was into the Netherworld, to see which of the old gods was looking to use the Earth for its nesting ground. For instance, as he killed one giant, purple creature in the dimensional Crossroads, Fury realized that he needed bigger bullets.
Eventually his day job changed, Fury continues, though his responsibilities didn’t. His daily briefings began to entail information on the rise super-powered beings. On one occasion, he received updated information related to a gamma bomb accident in New Mexico, including the possible involvement of Tony Stark. At the same meeting another reported their compilation of dozens of eyewitness accounts of the supposed Man-Spider who had mostly been seen in the Forest Hills of neighborhood.
On that occasion, Fury had received an alert and immediately postponed the briefing, claiming he had forgotten his Aunt Matilda’s birthday. He had never told anyone at SHIELD about his other job during all those years and he never told anyone at all. When it comes to being the man on the wall… he never trusted anyone but himself. Taking off in his flying car, Fury went to a secret, orbital base, manned by LMDs. Two LMDs reported that they had picked someone up in orbit and that they called Fury as soon as they brought him in. When Fury asked if he had said anything, one LMD reported that he’d cursed in his native tongue. Nothing else.
As they went to speak with the captive, the other LMD reported that unit K-17 was destroyed during the apprehension and requested permission to requisition a replacement. Which one was he again? Fury had asked. He called him Marty, the LMD reminded him. Right, Marty was a good one, Fury recalled. Noting that the LMD asking him about the requisition was new, Fury decided to call him Matilda.
Per his orders, the LMDs let Fury see their prisoner alone, so it was alone that Fury first faced a Skrull. Placed up against a column, the Skrull was held fast by his shackled wrists, which forced his hands above his head. The Skrull began to demand his rights, claiming to know of his pathetic “Geneva Convention,” but Fury replied that it only came into play if he’s on Earth, and it’s his job to make damn sure he never is. So, Fury continued, he’s gonna answer his questions. First question… does it hurt when he does this? When the Skrull screamed in pain, Fury noted that the answer was good.
Not long thereafter, Fury was on the roof of a Manhattan building, looking through the scope of his sniper rifle and ordering “Matilda” to stop jabbering over their radio. He has his target. Being judge, jury and executioner came rather easy to him, Fury recalls. So easy… maybe he should’ve been worried. On that day, Fury informed his LMD that the new bullets better be as good as he says. To this, the LMD reported that they used Banner’s own gamma bomb designs. They should be able to put a hole in even someone as strong as Thor. Considering this, Fury hoped that they never have to test that particular theory.
Noting that Fury had not fired, the LMD asked if the gun had jammed. No longer looking through his scope, Fury looked at his target with his naked eye. There’s something about this one, he told his LMD. Call it a gut feeling. Sure, he’s weird and radioactive but… let’s give him a bit more time. See if maybe… he don’t turn into something special. So, on this occasion, Fury simply watched as the amazing Spider-Man swung out of range.
He was never a madman, Fury continues. He was never out of control. He did what he had to do, and he was damn good at doing it. Years went by. Howard Stark was long dead. As far as he knew, so was anyone else who might’ve ever known what he was doing. More superfolk came along, faster than he could count. He thought for a bit they might make him irrelevant but, well… He loves Steve Rogers like a brother. But not every job is for Captain America.
Case in point, one day, Fury floated through space in his space armor, holding a gigantic gun. Over his radio, an LMD asked if the mission had been a success. He’d say so, Fury had replied. Below him, the world around which he was in freefall burned, ripping itself apart as the gamma irradiated ammunition exploded from beneath its surface. The world that had been a Living Planet lived no more. His job done, Fury waited for the LMD to retrieve him in their flying car.
He’d killed, Fury now muses. More times than he can count. He’s burned worlds. Destabilized galaxies. Dethroned gods. And he did it… without any of them even knowing his name. That’s what it means to be the man on the wall. To be the invisible monster who keeps the other monsters at bay. Forever unnamed. Unknown. Unseen.
(present)And that, he supposes, the elderly Nick Fury concludes to his audience, is in a nutshell, why they are all there. So… any questions?
Before Fury stand his recently recruited operatives – Gamora, Winter Soldier, Moon Knight, the Punisher, Doctor Strange, Black Panther, Emma Frost and Ant-Man. Their prisoner, though no less a recipient of Fury’s story, is the Orb.
Speaking first, Ant-Man responds that he has a thousand questions, starting with… why is he so old? Ignoring that question, Strange incredulously asks what Fury is confessing to there is… This can’t be true. This isn’t him. Glancing at the sorcerer supreme, Emma simply asks “isn’t it?” He doesn’t see a problem, the Punisher announces.
He’s still not telling the whole truth, the Orb interjects. He’s still not telling them about the… Suddenly, the Orb doubles over in pain. When Moon Knight asks what’s wrong with him, Fury explains that his body is still absorbing what he stole from the Moon. Speaking to his LMDs, Fury orders one to put him in the interrogation room. The clock is ticking. They don’t have long to find the others. Still in disbelief, Ant-Man voices that this is crazy. What the hell is happening? To this, Fury explains that they have work to do. The same work he’s been doing for all these…
Interrupting, the Black Panther tells Fury that he has a question. What happened to the Watcher? When Fury doesn’t immediately answer, the Panther says Fury’s name inquisitively. He died, Fury replies, casting his eye downward. And now… Now he supposes it’s his turn.


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On the high seas floats the Ana Julia, a mid-size fishing vessel with several dead men lying on her hull. In its main cabin, Exterminatrix deals with another corpse and informs her father that they never should’ve come back to the Earth. Once they left the Moon… they should’ve kept going. He has a summer home on Saturn, doesn’t he? she asks. Instead, there they are, running from the Avengers in the world’s crummiest fishing boat. Nothing to show for their efforts but… a bunch of angst-ridden Mindless Ones. Eying the four Mindless Ones, which seem to writhe in their ennui, Exterminatrix continues that whatever the hell it is that’s happening to them, that’s changing them within them, probably killing them for all they know… This may seriously be the worst murder they’ve ever been a part of.
Ignoring her complaints, Dr. Midas peers out at the sea beyond. He is clad in just a sheet, which covers most of the mutated, rocky body, which resembles that of the Fantastic Four’s Thing, save for the blue-glowing cracks between his rocks. His silence is broken when the ship’s captain reports that they’ve reached the exact coordinates Midas provided. Yes, it would appear so, Midas grins. His job completed, the captain reminds Midas that he promised he would be paid for his trouble. He did, Midas affirms, and he is a man of his word. He assumes the captain takes gold. With that, Midas reaches out his massive, rocky hand and clasps the captain’s shoulder, transforming the man’s entire body by touch into gold. The process is quick and the man has but a moment to scream before he is dead.
As Midas walks away, his daughter muses that she thought he said he had a safe house hidden nearby. They’re in the middle of the ocean. There’s nothing there! She forgets who he is, Midas tells her. He is Midas, the man who turns things to gold with a touch. The man who turns everything to his advantage. As he speaks, Midas makes his way to the side of the boat and begins to climb down the ladder fastened to the side of the vessel. She is right about one thing, he then tells his daughter, calling her by her given name of “Oubliette.” They never should’ve come back to the Earth. They have changed. They have been touched by but a fraction of the Watcher’s immeasurable power. They never should have left… without taking all there was.
Once at the waterline, Midas steps from the ladder and onto the sea, which instantly transforms into gold. Midas the walks from the boat, leaving a path of gold behind him. A moment later, a vessel erupts from the sea, welcoming back the doctor in an electronic voice and announcing that it is Space Vessel Midas 17. Where shall they fly today? To the Moon, Midas replies. It will take them to the Moon and, after that… perhaps to immortality. And also… he supposes at some point… they’re going to need to find those damned eyes.
On his secret, orbital space station, the now-aged Nick Fury regards the severed head of the Fury LMD with sadness. Calling it “Andrew,” Fury whispers that he didn’t deserve to go like this. Now speaking to the Winter Soldier, who had decapitated the robot, Fury assumes aloud that he knew it wasn’t really him before he cut the head off. He had a pretty good idea, the Winter Soldier replies. Speaking to that line of thought, Ant-Man inquires as to how do they know this is the real him now? Since when is he old?
Handing the severed head to another LMD, Fury replies that he doesn’t make LMDs of himself as a withered old man. He’s the real Nick Fury… or at least what’s left of him. As for why he looks like this, well… that’s because he’s…
Suddenly the Orb erupts in a painful scream, announcing that it burns! His guts are on fire! Immediately, Doctor Strange asks what the hell is happening to him, and where are they taking him? He’s an eyewitness to murder. They’re not taking him anywhere, the Winter Soldier replies. Nobody leaves this room until they start getting some straight answers. Put the gun down, Moon Knight warns “Bucky.” The guy who blew up his ship is in no position to make demands. To this, the Winter Soldier defends that he didn’t know who was working for whom at that point. Matter of fact, he still doesn’t.
Interjecting, Emma Frost opines that she thinks they all sound nuts. From what she can read of his mind, which isn’t much, he seems genuine enough to her. He’s the real Nick Fury all right. That’s one question answered. To this, the Black Panther notes that he would still like an answer to his question. Fury… What happened to the Watcher? Why was one of his gamma bullets dug out of his skull? Hearing this, Fury lowers his head, gazing down at the floor with his one good eye. That, T’Challa, he replies, isn’t exactly an easy question to answer. You see, he and old Uatu have always had what he might call a… complicated relationship.
(weeks ago)Wracked by painful convulsions, the still middle-aged Nick Fury falls off his bunk in his secret, orbital space station. Through the grunts of pain, Fury weakly mutters not yet. Still… so much work to do. He can’t die yet. Through the pain, Fury looks up from the floor to see Uatu, the Watcher, looking down at him from across the room. No, Fury mutters. Oh, no. If he’s there, Fury addresses his spectator, then that must mean… that he’s… Fury’s words trail but Uatu is as silent as ever. His face betrays nothing of his thoughts. The only outward expression he has is his piercing, blue-glowing eyes.
No, Fury mutters, struggling to get to his feet. He’s not dying like this. Not at his damn feet. Once more standing, Fury order the Watcher to keep doing what he does. Which is nothing, is he right? Him… he’s got… he’s got a world to protect. No matter than damn cost. With that, Fury walks away, leaving behind the Watcher.
(present)Still sitting, the aged Nicky Fury pauses for a moment in his story. He’s dying, he finally says. The Infinity Formula in his system that’s been keeping him young all these years… is gone. Used up. He’s aging rapidly now. Every morning… he wakes up a little bit older. At this point… he doesn’t think he’s got many mornings left.
Considering this, Doctor Strange asks if this is all what, his way of making a deathbed confession? He recruited them to uncover all these murders he’s committed. These years of assassinations all across the known universe and beyond, all because… he knew what he’d done was wrong, and he wanted to get caught before he died? This is all some weird cry for help, is it? Not exactly, doc, Fury rejoins. None of them is there by chance. Well, except for the raccoon. Hearing this, Rocket informs Fury that if he wants to lose the other eye, he should just keep it up.
Continuing his explanation, Fury informs the group that he chose each of them quite carefully. Some of them are friends. Others he knows only by reputation. Some of them owe him debts from long ago. Some of them… don’t owe any damn thing to anyone. Some of them are without a doubt… the smartest, most capable people on the face of the Earth. He wanted each of them to see what he’s been doing all these years. Yes, he wanted them to follow his trail. But not so they could stop him. So they could replace him. When he dies… one of them must take his place.
(Avengers Tower)In an examination room, Iron Man stands over the dissected corpse of Nick Fury and whimsically tells the others in room to belay the obituaries. This isn’t Fury. It’s a Life Model Decoy. The most sophisticated one he’s ever seen. Standing next to Iron Man on one side of the table, with Wolverine and Black Widow on the other, Cap inquires an LMD? They had dinner with this thing the other night! Damn it, how long has Nick been fooling them like this? Adding her own thoughts, Black Widow asks if he’s not dead… then where is he? She’s got a dozen different emergency numbers for Fury. He’s not answering any of them. All known safehouses are empty. He could still be in danger for all they know. This only raises more questions.
Not for him it doesn’t, Wolverine interjects. Bucky, Dr. Strange and Punisher have all gone off the reservation. They stole the Watcher’s eye, kidnapped the Orb and shot the Hulk through a damn wall. That sort of operation has got Fury’s fingerprints all over it. They just gotta find those damn fingers.
Still manipulating the LMD’s remains, Iron Man notes that he’s working on it. Watching Iron Man work, Cap asks if he thinks he can track this thing back to where it came from. He’s been doing this a lotta years, Iron Man replies, and he’s never once been outsmarted by someone who wears an eye patch. There’s some weird tech in there, he then adds. This wasn’t made by SHIELD, that’s for sure. It’s a mix of all sorts of alien cultures and…
Suddenly, the LMD explodes. A few moments later, Cap asks if everyone is all right. Black Widow asks what that was, to which Iron Man notes a self-defense mechanism. It knew it’d been breached. Wolverine laments that they sure can’t track it now, but Stark tells him not so fast. It sent a signal before it blew. Pack their oxygen tanks, people, he then announces. They’re going into space. Hearing this, Cap orders them to call in everyone. He doesn’t care where they are or what they’re dealing with. This takes priority. The lies and the secrets stop now. For all of them. Avengers… assemble.
Back on the space station, Fury’s guests stand in silence as they take in what they have just been told. Ant-Man speaks first, incredulous asking if Fury wants him… to go kill aliens and underground monsters? Is he sure he’s got the right Ant-Man? Don’t kid himself, Fury tells Lang. He’s got it inside him. Even if he’s not ready to admit it. They all do, or they wouldn’t be there.
To this, Strange counters that this is insanity, noting that Fury’s physical condition must be affecting his mind. There was… no need for this. For any of this. They save the world every day, all of them, without killing anyone. When the Punisher hrrmphs at this, Strange corrects that most of them do. If the world is in danger, they’ll protect it… the way they always have. The right way. Furrowing his aged brow, Fury tells Strange that someone who has literally walked through netherworld shouldn’t be this naïve. The fact that he was always out there, doing a job he never knew even existed, gave him the freedom to be naïve, to keep his pretty little hands clean. He’s about to lose that freedom, whether he likes it or not.
Emma voices that she can see Fury’s point… but this is a lot to take in. Grimacing slightly, Gamora opines that it’s a wonder they as Earth people haven’t been conquered already. They all strike her as thoroughly incompetent. Nick, the Black Panther speaks up. This is the last time he asks him politely. Who killed the Watch…
Suddenly a double-beep chime interrupts, causing Fury to curse out load. That would be the self-destruct on Andrew’s body. Means they don’t have much time. They’ll need to hurry along there, he’s afraid. Sorry, Buck. With that, Fury lifts and extends his cane, touching its end to Winter Soldier and electrocuting him. Convulsing from the voltage, the Winter Soldier reflexively releases the Watcher’s eye in his possession, dropping it to the floor. A moment later, the host of Fury LMDs all cock their rifles at the assembled heroes.
As Fury bends over to pick-up the eye, Strange tells him that he really needs to stop and think about what he’s doing. Believe him, Fury replies, he has. For a very long time now. Until he’s actually dead, he’s still got a job that needs doin’. Now lifting the eye, Fury notes that he has a world to protect. And that’s what he aims to do. He hopes before this is through, at least one of them… will see the truth in what he’s done there.
As Fury turns to leave, Moon Knight notes to the group that he’s an old man, with a satellite full of old robots. They just take him down without anyone getting hurt. To this, Gamora notes that the guns are Badoon-made. She wouldn’t be so certain about no one getting hurt. Speaking to the departing Fury, Black Panther notes that if this is the way it has to be, then this is the way it has to be. Just remember Nick, he then says, he had the chance to come along peacefully.  Moment later, the Black Panther downs an LMD with a roundhouse kick. The next moment, the rest of the assembled heroes join the fight, attacking every Fury-LMD they can.
Continuing his departure, the real Nick Fury instructs his LMD-self named Matilda not to hurt them. When the LMD replies that they understand, Fury laments that he’s sorry it had to end like this. It’s been an honor, sir, the LMD replies, as it opens fire. The battle continues, with the Punisher and Rocket Raccoon using their guns and Gamora her sword. The Black Panther relies on his flying kicks, yelling Fury’s name as he attacks. There’s nowhere else to run, the Panther yells to him. Fury!
Who’s running? Fury asks, as the door closes behind him. In the large room, he finds the Orb, strapped to a reclined table, his hands bound above his head. He feels like… his skin’s on fire, the Orb declares through his mouth-less head, shaped like a single, giant eyeball. He’s changing, isn’t he? he asks Fury. He;s like a caterpillar with an eyeball for a head. But what is he changing int… The Orb’s muses are silence as Fury arcs his cane’s handle across the Orb’s head. How did he open it? Fury demands of him. How did he get at its secrets? It… likes him, the Orb replies. It wanted to see. They don’t have time for games! Fury yells, striking the Orb again. Midas is still out there! How did he open the damn eye?!
With a calm the opposite of Fury’s rage, the Orb innocently asks that Fury can’t get his to work, can he? That must be frustrating. Before Fury can reply, one of his LMDs approaches from behind, reminding him that they’ll be there soon. They should get him suited up. For a moment, Fury doesn’t reply, causing the LMD to attempt to prod him. It like him, huh, Fury asks of the Orb. The fella this eye belonged to… certainly never like him. But he’s dead now. And he doesn’t see why his secrets oughtta die with him. With that, Fury touches a box with the fingertips of one hand. The box’s sensors detect his identity and opens its lid, emitting a glowing, blue light from within.
On the other side of the door, the last of the LMDs falls from the full-size proportionate blow of the shrunken Ant-Man. At the door, the Black Panther speaks to Strange, who is already gesticulating a spell, to open it up. They’re not letting him get away with this. Purple energy arcing from his hands, Strange reports that the door appears to have magical safeguards. How in the world did Fury… They have to get into that room, Black Panther emphasizes. Actually, Panther, Strange counters, he does believe someone is about to beat them to the punch.
A thunderous whoooom reverberates though the station, at which point a Fury LMD announces a hull breach in sector 9. Activate all LMDs. They’re here, another Fury LMD announces. A moment later, a team of assembled Avengers bursts into the station – Captain America, Hulk, Black Widow, Wolverine, Luke Cage, Iron Man, Captain Marvel, Thor, Falcon and Spider-Man. First to attack, throwing his shield at one LMD, Cap is also the first to speak, asking another LMD where Fury is. The real Nick Fury. Tell him the Avengers are there. Tell him Captain America says… no more damn secrets.
Suddenly, a blinding light fills the room. No more secrets, a voice announces. He agrees. And so do they, apparently. Recognizing the voice as Nick’s, Cap mutters a curse. Maybe it’s because they’re together again, or because they know that this is the end. Either way, all that really matters, is that now, at long last… all his eyes are open.
As the light subsides, the assembled heroes see the aged Nick Fury, clad in armor covering everything except his head, on which a monocle-like device replaces his lost eye. In his left hand he carries an immense rifle, and in his right hand he holds in his grip both eyes of the Watcher.