In the stunning finale of the epic, and final trilogy, N.A.T.O. and the remains of C.S.A.T. face off -- with the galaxy as it's battlefield. For C.S.A.T. it's their final chance to bring dominance over the galaxy and beyond. For N.A.T.O. however, it...
Darkness, its home appeared to be deep in space by Saturn's rings. It settled upon Hydra Island, a ship of metal and darkness, and a fortress fitting for its inhabitants of the new dark army.
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Inside the black and red ship former C.S.A.T. cyborg soldiers now loyal to the currently formed. . .Dark Cabal patrolled the halls. Each preforming they're job like a well-oiled machine. Inside a particular lab however an old man with robotic tentacles as appendages is not happy. Another plan was foiled yet again. Cycle of failures all revolving around the New Alliance Transcendence Organization.
"WHY?!" He screams smashing any object within tentacle length. The objects were ranging for test tubes, un-finished technology and a clock that read 7:28. At that very moment another man had walked in. Arnim Zola, a man who's conscious could be put into any machine.
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"Doctor Andrew Forson, another mishap again?" He said laced with arrogance. The Doctor glared at Arnim not saying a word. "No matter, there someone I want you to meet Doctor. He has some very interesting things to share with us in our upcoming war against N.A.T.O.
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Next to Arnim Zola another man stepped out from the shadows. The intimidating man wore sliver and purple armour with green highlights. A purple steel helmet covered his face with a blue visor covering his eyes. In his right hand he held a gold and silver spear like staff encrusted with green gems.
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"And who might you be?" Doctor Forson, who's from another Earth asked with little interest in his voice. The man looked up at him not speaking a word. As if he was analysing the sight of the Doctor. The man than looked down at the clock that was discarded, clock now read 7:29.
"This is Doctor Forson?" He asked unimpressed. "I was expecting you to be... well much more than this..."
"What was that..." He growled staring down the stranger. "I'd watch your mouth if I was you, cur."
"Why would I do that, monster?" The man mocked. The man had now rekindled the anger the Doctor felt only a minute ago. He lunged his sharp, metal dagger at the man wanting to tear him apart. The clock struck 7:30.
Not a second had passed when the man had disappeared and re-appeared behind the Doctor. The staff resting upon his shoulder, the metal dagger gone
"What... WHAT DID YOU DO?!" Doctor Forson screamed at the mysterious man.
The man didn't reply immediately. He turned slowly looking into the Doctor's eyes. "I trust your science is better than your fighting." The Doctor had looked like he'd taken enough embarrassment and was about to attack him again when the man spoke.
"I shouldn't complain though, if I wanted a stronger you I would've gone a little further in time. You are adequate for what I need." He said spinning his staff and planting it upright in front of him. "And I need help with a. . . problem."
"A problem?" Forson repeated.
"Yes. For I am Kang! Kang The Conqueror! And soon. . . this timeline. And the Multiverse -- will be mine!"
Soon. . .
Everyone present in the Floating Hydra Island bowed before Kang The Conqueror.
