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http://pastebin.com/UuVeJFighttp://pastebin.com/98mpGLrhhttp://pastebin.com/PmF43Sr1http://pastebin.com/JYrcDPPkYou are John James Green, mutant vagrant.
Six days ago, the sky turned red and a Thor from another world flattened the city of Dammam.
Sometimes stuff like this just happens, pretty much.
The sky turning red pushed your exploits to the second page. The casualty reports that followed soon after – the scenes of Dammam collapsing into a burning crater, shots of two Thors fighting in the sky overhead – pushed you off the face of map, as far as relevant news is concerned. The Corsairs managed to get a few TV sets out in public, and you huddled together in the snow to watch the devastation unfold. Overhead, an eerie mirror-image of the planet Earth hung like an omen in the sky.
It only lasted an hour. The alien Earth vanished and there was a worldwide Avengers announcement assuring the public that the invading Thor was indeed not ‘ours’, and the event, while tragic, had been brought to a close. Then it happened again merely a day later, and again, just ten hours after that.
That time it stuck. Nothing appeared to wreak havoc on some unfortunate city, and the mirrored Earth was replaced by a great, black void cut in its proportions. There was another announcement, by Cap himself, stating that measures had been taken to ensure the safety of the planet, and that the Avengers – the real ones, and the fifty teams officially endorsed by SHIELD – were proceeding ‘offworld’ to resolve the situation.
So, that happened. And now you’re here, on some rooftop near the edge of Brooklyn, following the sound of sirens.
