Subject: Onslaught: Redemption Chapter Six Part Three by Swp. Date: Wed, 23 Oct 96 01:58:16 +0000 From: Swpwarrior@aol.com Onslaught: Redemption Chapter Six Part Three 5. (Cont.) Narrative: Almagordo. Never again. {Panel returns to the carnage, as Sinister stands before the {boy, suddenly Cain Marko is there, screaming in terror as the {young Charles attention is caught by the boy and he falters for {an instant. The booming Terminal Voice can be heard.} Terminal Voice: T-10... T-9... T-8... Charles: C-Cain... Cain Marko: No! He's comin' after me! No! Somebody help me, Please! Terminal Voice: T-7... T-6... T-5... {Kurt Marko runs to his son and takes him in his arms.} Kurt Marko: I have you, Cain! Terminal Voice: T-4... T-3... Cain Marko: Daddy?!? Kurt Marko: Close your eyes, Son. Terminal Voice: T-2... T-1... Cain Marko: Daddy, help me!!!! {There is a disoriented look of shock and confusion on Charles' {face.} Charles: Cain... D-Daddy.... Terminal Voice: T-0... Atomic Detonation Commenced... {The Panel fills with a blinding light as the atomic reactor {explodes consuming the entire Almagordo lab complex. {One word caption.} Charles: No. {Suddenly, the panel fills, as the void of reality from the Astral {Plane consumes everything.} First Voice (Sinister's): You were still a child, Charles. No matter what your Father had done to you...The power you had, you were still innocent. You merged the Astral Plane with corporeal reality. For an instant you controlled...everything. Reality simply ceased to exist. Somehow, you displaced the reactor and the entire detonation occurred harmlessly on the Astral Plane... Sealing the void in the process. Horrified, you erased everyone's memory of what had occurred... including your own. It took years for me to finally recall all the details... And that only because my transformation by Apocalypse had equipped me with psi-defenses which you did not yet know how to overcome. Second Voice (Onslaught's): I remember it all, now. First Voice (Sinister's): You stopped yourself then, Charles. You can stop yourself now. End this. Before it's too late. {Suddenly we are back in Ororo's attic, rain and lightning. Sinister {stands paralyzed at the center of the room, Charles Xavier out of {his armor stands next to him.} Xavier: You disappoint me, Nathaniel. You still don't understand. I am beyond right and wrong. Beyond good and evil. My Father gave me the greatest gift of all. I am truly a god. And tonight... I shall take my kingdom. {Xavier whispers into Sinister's ear.} Xavier: I know about the Askani, Nathaniel. I knew of Gambit's secret the moment he walked into the Mansion. That is why I protected him from Bishop. [14] I allowed you in here tonight. I wanted you all here. I drew you all in so that I might have glorious, final retribution. My tribute. As I was betrayed, so were my X-Men. As I was hunted, so were my X-Men. As whatever innocent life I might have led died in this mansion, so will my X-Men. In coming here tonight, Nathanial... you have walked into a trap. I know your plan. Nathan is dying as we speak. You have failed. Now... Nathaniel... I am unleashed... {Panel goes outside as the X-Factor transport is within range {of the mansion, when suddenly a massive explosion rocks the {mansion from the attic, exploding half the mansion -- KBOOM!!! {BADOOM!!! BARRA BOOM!!! from the vantage of the cockpit, {Sabretooth calls out. Panel's show Onslaught moving down the {mansion, explosions, a fireball burning everything in its' wake {heading to the tunnels.} Forge: Ororo! Sabretooth: Pull up! Come around from behind! Narrative: The tunnels. One way out. {Wolverine with Sam flying overhead and Beast carrying Scott, run {down the hall, splashing against the sewer water, explosions and {psionic energy swirl around them, wind overpowering, Wolverine {points ahead.} Wolverine: There, Sam! Do it! {Silently, Sam blasts one line up through the tunnel ceiling, his {expression on his face, calm, determined. RRRUUMMBBLEE!!! {He bursts through the ground -- BRAKKAKOOM!!! --into the rain {and thunder and lightning of the night like a human flare.} Cannonball: Free! {Panel switches to the cockpit, Forge and Sabretooth swing {around.} Sabretooth: There! Forge: I see him! {Sabretooth gets up and heads to the rear of the jet.} Sabretooth: Open the bottom bay hatch! Don't land! Hover at three meters! Forge: On it! Narrative: Below. {Panel, Post closes in on Gambit holding his bola staff, protecting {the keeled over, glowing Bishop. Fire and psionic energy, wind {debris everywhere --WWOOOOSH!!! BAROOM!!! Onslaught's {booming voice heard as he nears the tunnels as the fireball {approaches. Post hammers nears Gambit -- WHAM!!! -- knocking {him off his feet. Post moves in again, hammering -- WHAM!!! -- this {time Gambit dodges away, leaping against the wall, then using the {momentum to sweep back against the charging Post, Gambit rams {his spiked bola staff into Post's abdomen, drawing blood -- GHHH!!! -- {Gambit staggers backward toward Bishop still keeling over. Post {simply pulls the bola staff out of his stomach, snaps it in half, and {towers.} Post: Trapped. You are all dead. All of you. {Suddenly Rogue flies in and decks Post -- THWAKK!!! -- several {feet to the ground.} Rogue: Back off!!! {Post seems unfazed and simply merges with the Astral Plane {disappearing in the face of the coming psionic Onslaught -- {RRRRUUUMMMBBBLLLEEE!!!! BOOOM!!! BOOOM!!! {BOOOOM!!!} Onslaught: My agenda will be fulfilled! The dream and all the dreamers will be dead! The world is mine! Rogue: Remy! Let's go! Gambit: I Can't leave, Bishop! Post: This is your end, Lebeau. I am truly sorry, for all of you. Nathan will die. You have failed. {An image of Nathan on the dock of Baltimore Harbor, dying {enters Gambit's mind.} Gambit: Nathan?! No! {Bishop rises containing the entirety of Holocaust's power. He {turns to Gambit, barely able to contain the energy within him.} Bishop: Go... Too... Nnn... important... Nathan... Find him! {Panel shows Bishop standing tall, struggling in front of the {Onslaught, Gambit across from him, their eyes meet.} Gambit: I'm not leavin' you! Bishop: R-Remy... I... Die... Nnn... An X-Man.... Your... Nnn... friend... Now... go! Gambit: Bishop... I-I knew... I knew.... I have to.... {Rogue gathers Gambit into her arms, Gambit looks back a {final time, The Onslaught is here. -- KKKRAKTHOOM!!! --} Bishop: Remy!... Don't!... Nnn!!!... Don't... let... the dream die! {Rogue takes flight, Bishop turns to face the Onslaught.} Rogue: Hold on! Narrative: Outside. {Panel, Iceman, Storm, Scott, Beast, and Sam are inside the {transport, Sabretooth reaches his hand out to pull Wolverine {up, Logan grabs it. Sabretooth pulls Wolverine in. Their eyes {meet, silence.} Sabretooth: In! {Over the comm. Forge hears.} Rogue: Forge! Take off without us! It's comin'! Wolverine: Go! {The jet rockets away, fire around it as what's left of the mansion {explodes -- BARABOOOM!!!} Narrative: Sacrifice. No hesitation. He is an X-Man. {Bishop stands alone in the burning tunnel. Onslaught is here -- {BWABOOOM!!!!. Bishop faces the oncoming fireball head on {and yells out as he releases the full power of Holocaust.} Bishop: Come... on... Come on.... RRRRAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!! {Bishop releases his energy in a raw nuclear explosion directing {it all against Onslaught, the two forces counter acting, slowing {Onslaught's psionic assault just enough to ensure the jet makes {it away, fire behind it, Rogue carrying Gambit escape the explosion {racing ahead of the fireball through the tunnels and fire out into the {night, then turn.} {Full page panel, the mansion behind, all of the Xavier Institute, the {grounds, the lake, the boat-house, everything is consumed in a {mushroom cloud. KRAKKAA BOOOOM BWABOOM THOOM!!!} Rogue: Made... it... {Panel, Rogue and Gambit board the jet in mid-air. There is {dead silence aboard. Beast with Forge behind the control panels {piloting, Storm, ashen faced, battered leaning against a wall, Iceman {sprawled out on the bench, human and vomiting from the molecular {instability, Cannonball, seated on the floor rocking himself to calm {down, Scott passed out on the opposite bench, Wolverine and {Sabretooth eyeing each other with killer looks from opposite sides {of the jet, Gambit stays in the back, turning his back to his {teammates.} Forge: Where's Bishop? What happened to-- Narrative: Silence. {Silence. Gambit kneels down, pressing his head against the {rear of the jet. Rogue stands above him holding her hands up {to Forge, motioning, to tell him to stop talking.} Narrative: With Bishop's last breath, Gambit knows that the silence can finally be broken. In another time, Gambit raised and loved Bishop as his own son. All the while knowing that it would be he who would deliver Bishop to his destiny. A destiny dictated by the Askani themselves. Bishop would give his life by traveling through time to ensure he saved Xavier's life in the past... so that the Askani might take his life in the present. Gambit tried to change that destiny and failed. Now Gambit knows with certainty... He cannot cheat destiny. What is...is. There is no hope. 6. Narrative: Manhattan. A luxury high-rise overlooking Central Park. The Mighty Avengers have assembled. With them a stranger... A young man... who may be their only chance for survival. {Panel opens to the Avengers -- Captain America, Hawkeye, Iron {Man, Vision, Giant-Man, Wasp, Crystal, Scarlet Witch and Thor {-- along with Nate Grey are standing, on the top of the building {overlooking Central Park as the march continues. The people are {gathering in the park around the rock formation near the skating rink, {where oddly an alter seems to have been set up. Police sirens can {be heard, along with fires, and helicopters circling overhead.} Hawkeye: Shouldn't we be doing "crowd control" or something, Cap? Captain America: No, Clint. We have to let the Police and National Guard do their jobs. The President gave us specific instructions. He obviously believes something very important is going to happen here. {Nate hunched over the ledge of the building.} Nate Grey: He's right.... The disturbance on The Astral Plane... it's here! Voice: We appear to have come to the same conclusion. Narrative: The Fantastic Four. The heroes stand united... for a final time. {Nate and the Avengers turn around. The Fantastic Four are {here.The two sides meet, standing opposite each other. {Captain America shakes the hand of Mr. Fantastic.} Mr. Fantastic: Room for four more up here, Captain? Captain America: Of course, Reed. Iron Man: I see it now on the EM field! It's changing shape! Growing! Thing: What is, Shellhead? {The heroes gather at the ledge, all facing a slight red energy {signature among the storming clouds above Central Park. Nate {Grey points.} Nate Grey: There. Human Torch: I see it! Nate Grey: Something tearing up the Astral Plane... Trying to break through. Has to be him! {Captain America turns to The Fantastic Four.} Captain America: Reed, this is Nate Grey. He arrived tonight to give us a warning about a being of great power... a being called Onslaught. Narrative: The Pentagon. {Panel opens with Bastion's Aid, Harper [15] in a technician coat {as he uses a security card to enter a security door which reads {"Restricted Area Authorized Personnel Only" and passes through. {Two security guards seem to recognize him.} Computer Voice: Access Granted, Mr. Harper. {Inside the room is a huge and vast computer system mainframe {and another technician with a clipboard in hand taking readings.} Technician: Hey, Harper! Hear about, Creed?! We're actually on alert! Unbelievable! {Harper pulls out a revolver with silencer and guns down the man {-- BANG -- who falls dead at the feet of the computer.} Harper: Yes, unbelievable. {Harper begins to work at a console, accessing into the computer, {speaking into his comm.} Harper: Seraphim One. I am securing the room and accessing the mainframe now. {A voice responds.} Voice: Proceed, Harper. Enter the codes. {The Panel is the computer processing on screen. "Project {Wideawake" titles on top of the screen.} Harper: Shiva Security Codes entered, Seraphim One. {Screen reads "Processing" "Processing" "Processing"} Computer Voice: Processing. {Screen reads "Shiva Security Codes Confirmed." "Access {Granted, Mr. President." "Launch Room Secured" "Awaiting {Instruction...?"} Harper: We are in the mainframe, Seraphim One. Access has been granted. Voice: Continue, Harper. {Harper types into the mainframe. The Computer Voice tracks {his entries.} Computer Voice: Determined Target Modified: All Super- Powered Beings. Sanction Modified: Terminate on site. Safety Parameters Modified: Human Casualties Acceptable. Program Parameters.... Awaiting Instruction? {Harper stops, stares, then enters.} Computer Voice: Eliminate Mutant Menace Any Means Necessary. Harper: It's done, Seraphim One. The program has beeen broadened. They are ready. I await your order. {Panel switches to Bastion. He gets up from his desk and walks {over to his massive window, the blinds open, revealing a glorious {view of New York City and overlooking Central Park.} Bastion: God gave me a vision. I was to be the last bastion of hope for the last bastion of humanity. I thought all was lost...Now I see it was just the beginning. The X-Men stopped me once... Dared to interfere with my mission. And now they have suffered for it. The seedlings of evil shall be exposed to the world. Their existence which has been an affront to the divinity shall be annihilated. Wiped clean by holy wrath.... My congregation awaits. They have gathered to witness the purification... The lord shall not disappoint. {Bastion looks down. His biblical quote heard as the panel shifts {to a Sentinel Installation in Middle America. Technicians and {Military men are seen silently scrambling in a panic as their {lifeless Sentinels shine bright with light then launch by the {hundreds, airborne } Bastion: Raging waves of the sea, foaming out their shame; wandering stars to whom is reserved the blackness of forever. (Jud 13) {Panel focuses on Bastion as he leaves his office.} Bastion: Launch Wideawake. The Sentinels are coming.... Amen. 7. Narrative: Washington, D.C. The hour of reckoning is at hand. {Panel opens from outside The White House, from the iron {bars surrounding its' grounds. A dark figure in a cloak prepares, {ignoring the frenzied masses and demonstrations around him, {pressed against the bars, staring into the Oval Office.} Cloaked Figure's Narrative: I was wrong. This isn't about revenge. We've all been given a second chance. To do things right. To make sense of this world. To let go of the hate...the anger...the pain. This isn't about revenge... This is about...justice. {Inside the Oval Office, the President's Aid, Jenny escorts Senator {Robert Kelly into the room. Kelly is in a suit, but bandages can be {seen on his neck, rising from underneath his collar, he looks tired {and weak. The TV is still on and Manolli Wetherall's live reports {can still be heard.} President's Aid (Jenny): Senator Kelly to see you, Sir. President: Thank you, Jenny. Manolli Wetherall: --demonstrations continue-- --Outcry for retaliation-- Senator Kelly: Thank you for seeing me on such short notice, Mr. President. Manolli Wetherall: --Clashes with Police-- --Death toll growing-- {The President greets him warmly with a strong handshake his {other hand around Kelly's back as he guides him to a couch.} President: It's good to see you, Robert, but you should still be at Bethesda. Manolli Wetherall: --In New York-- --Across the globe-- Senator Kelly: If there were any other way, Sir, I would be. I-I should have told you right away, but I didn't think you'd believe me... Now, after everything that's happened...that's going to happen...you have to know. You have to believe me... Manolli Wetherall: --"Purifier" gatherings-- --Waiting for something-- --happen?-- Senator Kelly: There is a group out there...here. They move in and out of the government...all governments. Manolli Wetherall: --Rain storm-- --Not deterred-- --"gathering" in New York-- Senator Kelly: They have been acting with impunity. They have acted with unlimited sanction. Manolli Wetherall: --Strange reddish lightning-- --Above Central Park-- Senator Kelly: They have deceived us all. They have been in front of us, all along. Manolli Wetherall: --Alter?-- --Someone approaching?-- Senator Kelly: Tonight they have taken decisive action. They have moved out into the open. They have gathered... {The President moves behind his desk, the expression on his {face conveys almost anger.} Manolli Wetherall: --Can't quite make out-- --Believe he may be?-- President: Robert, are they The Purifiers? {A buzzer sounds -- BEEP -- and the door opens as Henry Peter {Gyrich enters the room, he glances at the Senator.} Henry Peter Gyrich: Senator. Mr. President? Manolli Wetherall: --Silence-- --Speaking to-- --Crowd-- President: Do you know who The Purifiers are, Mr. Gyrich? {Gyrich doesn't blink.} Henry Peter Gyrich: Yes, Sir, I do. They are members of a militant, extremist, religious organization that believes in the total eradication of mutant-kind by any means necessary for the preservation of a "pure" man-kind. President: Do you know who their leader is? Manolli Wetherall: --Religious ceremony?-- Henry Peter Gyrich: Yes, Mr. President. His name is Reverend William Stryker. [16] {The cloaked figure, looks inside eyes intent on The White House, {then scales the iron bars and leaps over and begins running toward {The Oval Office, Secret Service guards call out.} Cloaked Figure's Narrative: Now. Secret Service Guards: Stop Him! Henry Peter Gyrich: He was being held at The Roswell Minimum Security Prison in New Mexico for criminal activities relating to his church, until I had him removed several months ago to spearhead Project: Wideawake's pro-active arm: Operation: Zero Tolerance. Cloaked Figure's Narrative: Can't fail time. Henry Peter Gyrich: He completed his mission tonight. The Mutant question will be solved once and for all. The Sentinels are in the air. Manolli Wetherall: --Identified as-- --William Stryker-- {The President stands slack-jawed behind his desk, Kelly rises.} President: Gyrich! Are you insane?! {The cloaked figure runs across the lawn of The White House, {directly for The Oval Office, while being fired upon by Secret {Service Guards -- KBLAM!!! KBLAM!!! KBLAM!!! KBLAM!!! -- {He throws off his cloak, it is Maverick.} Maverick: Can't fail her. Manolli Wetherall: --Convicted-- --Attempted Murder-- --Fourteen year old girl-- {The President's Aide, Al, bursts in the door, frantic.} President's Aide (Al): Sir! There's been a security breach at The Pentagon! My, God, Sir! The Sentinels have been launched! {Gyrich reaches into his coat, and pulls his authorized side-arm {from his shoulder-strap, pointing his revolver at The President, {pulling back the safety -- KLIK.} Henry Peter Gyrich: No, Mr. President. I am born again. {Maverick, running, a gun in both hands, fires -- PHAM!!! {PHAM!!! PHAM!!! PHAM!!! repeatedly at the bulletproof window {of the Oval Office, evading gun fire from Secret Service Guard's -- {KBLAM!!! KBLAM!!! KBLAM!!! KBLAM!!!!} {Senator Kelly and Gyrich see Maverick heading for the window.} Senator Kelly: Get down! {Then Maverick leaps through the weakened window -- KRESSHH!!! {-- Gyrich opens fire on Maverick -- BLAM!!! BLAM!!! BLAM!!!, then {takes aim at the President, who covers his face from the exploded {glass.} Henry Peter Gyrich: Have to die! President's Aid (Al): No! {Maverick leaps in front of the President and wraps himself {around him, shielding the President, with his back turned to {Gyrich, as he takes the bullets intended for the President -- {BLAM!!! BLAM!!! BLAM!!! Secret Service guards reach the door, {the Senator calls out, stumbling over.} Senator Kelly: Gyrich! {Five suited Secret Service guards bust in through the door and {immediately open fire with their revolvers on Gyrich who turns {around and gets off a single shot at the guards -- BLAM!!! -- {before he is gunned down -- KBLAM!!! KBLAM!!! KBLAM!!! {KBLAM!!! KBLAM!!! The guards take aim on Maverick, before {the President shouts out:} President: Stop! Hold your fire! Hold your fire! {The guards stop, with their guns still trained on Maverick, {an SS guard helps Senator Kelly up, people gather, smoke {clears, shouts and screams from outside.} Secret Service Guard: Back away from The President! Now! {Maverick holds the President tight, whispers.} Maverick: Are... you... all right... Sir? President: W-Who are you? {The President, in shock, backs away from Maverick slowly, {there is blood all over his suit, Maverick's blood.} Maverick: Doesn't... matter... {Maverick slumps to the floor, slowly. The President, guides him {down, taking off his mask to help him breath, revealing his facial {lesions from The Legacy Virus.} Secret Service Guard: Don't touch him, Mr. President! He has the virus! Maverick: S-Sir... Tonight... Everything... Tonight... Believe what you are told... Believe. President: Get this man a Doctor! Now! {President's Aid (Al) still frantic puts his arms around the {President there is not time for relief, guiding him away from {Maverick.} President's Aid (Al): Sir, you have to do something! The Sentinels are on their way to the cities now! Thousands of them! They're going to arrive any second! {The President pulls away from his Aid and through his SS {guards, to get to Gyrich, now bleeding to death on the floor {of the Oval Office.} President: Gyrich, what have you done?! {Gyrich coughs up blood, yet is at peace. In the calm, Manolli {Wetherell's voice can be heard again from the still turned on TV.} Manolli Wetherall: -- Strange noise-- --Listen in-- --HHHHHRRRRRRNNNNN-- Henry Peter Gyrich: Hrrrk... Knew... we knew... you w-would be... weak. It... Hrrrk... It was the...o-only solution... To... save ourselves...The break-in's... The a-attacks... Hrrkkk... It was us all along. T-There is... Hrrrk...There is... no Onslaught. Manolli Wetherall: -- Strange sightings-- --Over country-- --HHHHHRRRRRNNNNN-- {Senator Kelly calls out to the President, who turns away from {the dead Gyrich.} Senator Kelly: He's wrong, Sir. Onslaught is real. They gave him life. Sir, what must be done...to save this time. You must believe. Manolli Wetherall: --Approaching-- --Chicago-- --Boston-- --Los Angeles-- --HHHHHRRRRRNNNNN-- {Suddenly a cosmic doorway is opened up within the Oval Office, {SS guards take aim, energy crackles, papers fly -- KKRAKLE.} Manolli Wetherall: --Red lightning-- -- Growing-- --HHHHHRRRRRNNNN-- {Out from the doorway, steps Noah and with him a white-middle {aged man in his military uniform, behind them, Gateway can be {seen swinging his boara. Senator Kelly and The President lean {against The President's desk against the wind, SS guards beside {the President protecting him, as he recognizes Noah and orders {his men to back off.} President: Stand down! Noah: Mr. President. Manolli Wetherall: --Noise-- --Louder-- --HHHHHRRRRRRRRNNNNNN-- {The President seems to recognize the military officer as well.} President: Noah. That man? I know that man's face. Manolli Wetherall: --Rain-- --Stopped suddenly?-- --HHHHHHRRRRRRRRNNNNNN-- Noah: Tell him. Manolli Wetherall: --People-- --Screaming-- --HHHHHHRRRRRRRRNNNNNN-- {Barrington stands forward, the doorway fades and is gone.} Major Barrington: Mr. President, I am Major Thomas Barrington. I am here to tell you who...and what Onslaught is...and, God willing, how to stop him. {The President's Aid approaches the President stunned.} President's Aid (Al): Sir, I've just gotten report...The Sentinels have arrived first in... Manolli Wetherall: --New York-- --Up?-- --Sky-- --Oh my-- --HHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRNNNNNN-- {Panel opens small with Hawkeye finishing Manolli's sentence {on the rooftop, staring awestruck at the Sentinels.} Hawkeye: --God. {Panel opens wide spread as the full force of The Avengers -- {Thor, Iron Man, Captain America, Vision, Scarlet Witch, {Quicksilver, Hawkeye, Giant-Man, Crystal, and The Wasp along {with the Fantastic Four -- Human Torch, Mr. Fantastic, Invisible {Woman, and The Thing -- and Nate Grey, all atop a high-rise {rooftop directly next to Central Park, with hundreds of Sentinels {fast approaching. The Red energy tear of psionic energy gaping {across the Park, ready to be torn wide open. The thunder and {rain and lightning -- KRAKOOM!!! -- behind them.} Iron Man: Let's get ready to Rrrrrumble! {Panel moves to the Alter atop the rock formation at Central {Park, and Bastion/Stryker giving his sermon to his million {strong congregation, hundreds of Sentinels in the skyline {above him spotlights shining on the city from their chests, {explosions rocking the city, candlelight's blown out. Bastion {is maniacal, as he shouts down to his followers in the rain. {The red energy glows and dances above Central Park.} Bastion: It is time my flock! We shall all bear witness! For these are the end times! As with ritcheous fury, the lord has looked down upon us with great rage! Judgment has been passed! The great reckoning has arrived! Man-kind shall be purified! For Armageddon is here! {Panel back to the rooftop as the heroes scramble, Invisible {Woman grabs Mr. Fantastic, while pointing frantically at the {red energy.} Invisible Woman: Reed! Look! The psionic energy! Something! Someone is breaking through! Mr. Fantastic: My -- {Nate Grey keels over with pain.} Nate Grey: Nnnn... He's... here. Xavier... Nnnn.... is here! {Panel moves to the psionic energy, which is now enormous, {stepping brightly from it in midair is Onslaught, surrounded by {bright light, then black, starry-void. He calls out.} Onslaught: People of Earth, hear me! I am Onslaught! I am your God! I am your judgment! Judgment has arrived! {The tear in reality bursts open like a rip -- SSHRRENK!!! -- behind {Onslaught, full panel Onslaught stands above the screaming {congregation, the massive tear in reality consuming the skyline, {the Sentinels taking over the city, with the final caption.} Narrative: Armageddon is here. Narrative: Baltimore Harbor. Hope. Cable's Narrative: The images are fleeting. The memories are vague. Yet to this day... she haunts me. {Panel switches to Cable crawling, beaten and bloodied along {the pier of the harbor, trying desperately to regain consciousness {while his techno-virus rages out of control, techno-organic circuitry {consuming him. He mumbles, barely audible:} Cable: Hrrkk... G-Gotta.... Gotta warn... Gotta help Scott... Jean... Nnnn... Hurts.... Can't... s-stop... C-Can't give... up. Cable's Narrative: I remember her face. When I was a child and I was afraid... In my dreams she would come to me. She would speak to me of power and sacrifice. She would reach out to hold my hand. And together we would fly...on wings of fire. End Chapter Six. To Be Continued... PHEW!!!!! Would you believe the battle's just begun?!?! Next Chapter! The Marvel Heroes face Onslaught A~N~D The Sentinels! The X-Men come up with a desperate plan! Barrington spills the beans about Weapon X A~N~D Captain America! Scott and Jean must test their love! And The President (Is he Democrat or Republican?!?) must make the ultimate decision! Coming Soon! *See "News and Notes" Post for Citations.*