Chapter 23: Apocalyptic Alliance

BACK AT A.I.M. HEADQUARTERS...

 

M.O.D.O.K.: This is taking far too long, Doom.  Mole Man should have been back hours ago!  We can only assume that he's failed!

M.O.D.O.K.: Time is of the essence! We only have a week or so left to--

DR. DOOM: --A week?  We'll be lucky if we have a few days, M.O.D.O.K.  But I will admit; perhaps I was wrong to send Mole Man to retrieve the Monad.

M.O.D.O.K.: Perhaps?  Perhaps?!  The fate of all existence hangs in the balance, and you left the retrieval of the Monad to a walking rodent?  I was just starting to think that teaming up with Sinister was a bad idea, but this...sheesh.

DR. DOOM: Dude, you made the freaking thing.  You could have just hung on to it.  But don't worry, I have an idea...though it requires that I  have to return to Latveria.  But before I go, one last thing.  M.O.D.O.K.?

M.O.D.O.K.: What?

DR. DOOM: You head so big, you gotta go around the corner to change yo mind!

A.I.M. SOLDIER: Burn!

M.O.D.O.K.: You're fired.

SEVERAL HOURS LATER, BACK AT CASTLE DOOM, LATVERIA...

DR. DOOM: Well, well, well.  We meet at last...

DR. DOOM: ...Apocolypse!

DR. DOOM: I trust you had no trouble finding the place?

APOCOLYPSE: I have no patience for you, Victor.     

APOCOLYPSE: As far as I'm concerned, you and M.O.D.O.K. are just as responsible for the current situation as is Mr. Sinister.  And when I'm done with him--

DR. DOOM: --Of course.  But since you need my knowledge now...

APOCOLYPSE: Your formalities have already grown tiresome, Doom.  Tell me your terms.

DR. DOOM: I have only one...the final demise of Reed Richards!

APOCOLYPSE: Simple enough.  Now...tell me about Sinister's plan...and this...Monad....

TO BE CONTINUED...

Chapter 22: The Astral Plane

BACK AT DR. STRANGE'S SANCTUM SANCTORUM...

DR. STRANGE: Guys, you know I have all the respect in the world for Reed and his knowledge, but something tells me that science doesn't have all the answers this time.

NAMOR: What are you suggesting, Steve?

DR. STRANGE: We must voyage...to the Astral Plane!

SILVER SURFER:  The Astral Plane?  What are you talking about?

DR. STRANGE: You'll see for yourself, Norrin, because you're coming with me!

DR. STRANGE: My cloak will serve as the anchor to this realm.  I will conjure Astral projections of Norrin and me; Namor, you keep the Monad safe.  Our bodies will be here, but our consciousnesses will...not.  Hopefully, we will return with some answers.  But you must protect the Monad, as well as our physical vessels.

DR. STRANGE: By the ancient charms of the Vishanti, enable us to leave these mortal forms that we may visit...the Astral Plane....

DR. STRANGE: The spell has worked!  Remain vigilant, Namor, Norrin and I shall return, and hopefully with some answers.

SILVER SURFER: Will--will our bodies be safe?

DR. STRANGE: They are still vulnerable, as is all mortal matter.  But you must let go of connection to the physical world and allow yourself to travel...

DR. STRANGE: ...to a world less material.

SILVER SURFER: Whoa.

 

DR. STRANGE: Yeah, pretty sweet, huh?  But getting here is only half of it...now we need to look for answers.

TO BE CONTINUED IN CHAPTER 23: APOCALYPTIC ALLIANCE!!!

Chapter 21: Mutation

Science Daily - March 22, 2013: By analyzing mutation rates of mitochondrial DNA and radiocarbon dating, geneticists have calculated the last common maternal ancestor for all humans at approximately 160,000 years ago. These calculations are used to determine when and where ancient modern humans migrated to and began to differentiate.

For example, using the same methods, scientists discovered that modern humans originating from Africa began a mass migration and developed significant mtDNA differences around 62,000-95,000 years ago. Although they are on the extreme low end, these findings are consistent with anthropological and archeological estimations.

Interestingly, modern day mutation rates are in conflict with mutation rates of ancient modern humans. The authors of the current study suggest that mutation rates may have been missed in the modern family studies, and to help clarify the discrepancies nuclear DNA studies would be required. 

"The results from modern family studies and our ancient human DNA studies are in conflict" says geneticist Johannes Krause.  "One possibility is that mutations were missed in the modern family studies, which could lead to underestimated mutation rates."

"As I have said so many times, God doesn't play dice with the world."  

--Albert Einstein

WOLVERINE: Well Scott, Mole Man spilled the beans...

DEADPOOL: Yeah, this crap is crazier than I am.

CYCLOPS: Well, fill us in, Logan.

WOLVERINE: Mole Man says that Dr. Doom is after this thing called the "Monad."  But Apocolypse and Mr. Sinister are involved.  Sounds like we've gotta take this Monad thing out and then--

PROFESSOR X:  I fear that destroying the Monad is beyond any of our talents. 

BEAST: Professor!  They finally made an action figure of you!  

PROFESSOR X: Yes, Beast, and not a moment too soon.

CYCLOPS: Professor!  What do we do?  The Avengers figured a bunch of stuff out and--

PROFESSOR X: --I know, Scott.  The Avengers, the Fantastic Four--my telepathic powers have enabled me to comprehend the full magnitude of our current predicament.

 

JEAN GREY: Is it as hopeless as it seems, Professor?

PROFESSOR X: It certainly seems that way, Jean.  If Reed Richards can't figure out how to stop the Monad from approaching singularity, all existence is in peril.

PROFESSOR X: Beast, go to the Baxter Building and see if you can lend some assistance to Richards; he is our only hope.

PROFESSOR X: The rest of us will help to buy him some time.  Scott, I think you know someone who may be able to provide us with assistance.  We'll need a time traveller, and--

CYCLOPS: --Professor!  Surely you don't mean...

TO BE CONTINUED IN CHAPTER 22: THE ASTRAL PLANE!!!

Chapter 20: Logos

BACK AT THE BAXTER BUILDING...

INVISIBLE WOMAN: What's your idea, Watcher?  Tell us please, what can we do to save the Earth?

THE WATCHER: The Earth?  My dear Mrs. Richards, it is not only the Earth, but the very Universe itself, that is threatened by this latest peril.  You four as well as any know that my cosmic mandate is but to observe.  But the Monad threatens that objective; thus, I must intervene.

MR. FANTASTIC: No need to make excuses, Uatu.  You pretty much show up whenever you want anyway.  

THE WATCHER:  Look, Reed, I don't need to be here you know.  If you want to try and figure this crap out on your own, I'm perfectly happy to go back to--

HUMAN TORCH: --Now, now, Uatu, you know how Reed is.  Lacking in the social graces.  It's cool; just tell us how we can save the world.

THE THING: Matchstick's right fer once.  Plus, you know, you kinda do show up a lot.

THE WATCHER: Yeah, yeah.  I guess you're right.  Well, anyways, like I was saying, the Monad's not only the end, but the beginning.  There's only one guy who knows what it's like on both ends of this deal.  You know of whom I speak, Richards.  He was there at the the beginning of this Universe, and he may well be here at the end.  But if there is any way to save this Universe, he will know.  You must seek the counsel of...

THE WATCHER: ...GALACTUS!!!

MR. FANTASTIC: Whoa, whoa.  Are you kidding?  I mean, in a way, it makes perfect sense.  But Uatu, it's too dangerous.  By summoning Galactus to Earth, it would threaten--

THE WATCHER: --Oh, you will not need to summon him here, Reed Richards...

THE WATCHER: ...for Galactus is already on his way...

TO BE CONTINUED IN CHAPTER 21: MUTATION!!!