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  The Iween dimension [August 2015]

  –A One–

  Dug under another invisible space shard, she thrust her palm forward, releasing a beam of light that stuck ter mass at the amalgamation of Dark Energy that Kaecilius had bee. The light oriented spell made a sizzling sound upon tad yet, she didn’t hear any sound of pain from the entity standing before her.

  It hadn’t even moved from its pce, only attag her with invisible shards of space or the occasional dark energy beams. That spell would have induced pain in the very soul of Kaecilius and the fact that nothing of the sort was happeni that Kaecilius was long gone by now, whatever was left was a shell piloted by Dormammu’s will, nothing more.

  Dormamu was using Kaecilius’ soul as an anchor to stay in this realm and to tinue pumping more and more Dark Energy to create something that would overpower her, and from the looks of it, he was succeeding. She couldn’t escape because DOrmammu was using the Bulk of his Dark Energy to maintain the barrier keepirapped.

  Her attacks did little actual damage siny gap was just mended by Dark Energy instantly. The spell soon fizzled out, and she had to sh out with her fans to deflect a rain of spatial shards, her instincts, and Dark Energy senses being the only thing keeping her alive and not a human equivalent of Swiss Cheese.

  Yet another volley of spatial shards, this time from underground, had her hopping, making generous use of Dimensional energy to boost her physical characteristics to dodge every single shard being thrown at her. She was trying her best here ahere were no signs of Jack or any other Master being here. Abruptly, she whirled around and thrust both her hands, wing as they were both impaled by the two zealots that had since been healed or more like, taken over by Dormammu with their facial features twisted in pain.

  Geing a shockwave, she jumped back to create dista choked as she felt a shard puncture her lung. She reached towards her bad crushed the shard with her now ruined hand and dropped down on the ground. She looked up and Kaecilius or what was left of him was slowly floating towards her.

  Coughing, she could feel her hold on her energy slip away and iuation, she was left with no ce to do anything but wait for death. Igniting her soul to self destruct would have been an option had her soul not already been tainted. She coughed out even more blood as a shadow loomed over her.

  She tried to mold Dimensional energy but it ointless, the damage was too much. She could feel death approag and for on her long life? She eace. If she was going to die, she was going to die with dignity.

  She opened her eyes, her blurry vision inf her about the massive hand that was raised by Kaecilius, Dormammu apparently choosing to end things in a grisly manner, a, despite the looming threat, she smiled.

  She smiled as she saw something through the haziness of the barrier. With every ounce of will that she had cultivated for herself in her turies of life, she molded Dimensional Energy for o spell.

  A spell that she would have cast with a snap of her fingers just a st few ho but now needed all of her focus. She felt the impact as everything around her shuddered, the light in the distance growing as she closed her eyes and cast her final spell.

  A small range dispt spell. She didn’t cast it on herself, she was a lost cause now but oreaty papers. She could not have the Fae get the opportunity to rampage oh, especially sihey had been blocked for turies.

  Then, she felt something heavy hit her face before it all went…bck.

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  London Sanctum

  –HIVE–

  He arrived in the designated location, cloaked because of the powers of his minions. Truly, they were very useful in the current situation because he didn't have to deal with aruly powerful. Otherwise, they were useless. He needed more Royal Blooded Inhumans, to get truly powerful abilities, a frustratingly, his search yielded no fruit. It was as if they had all been killed off or more likely, had been hidden somewhere, a, he couldn’t fathom where they could be hiding.

  He had been on all the seven tis a, he had yet to eve a whiff of any truly strong Inhuman, save for Jad even him he could not trol because his powers registered Jack as an Inhuman but not a Royal blooded one, despite being this powerful.

  “Inform me ohey arrive.” He ordered one of his minions before heading into another room, not too excited to sit around waiting for Kaecilius to arrive, especially since he was going to betray them. He ehe other room and sat down in the office chair, ready to tinue reading his book when he felt something toug his feet.

  His gaze instantly went down as he saw a ball of some slowing a dark purple color resting against his feet. For some reason, all his mind could think of was toug that ball of dazzling purple. His hand was outstretched towards the ball as the book slipped from his p. The sed his fiouched the ball…..

  His chest thumped, his mind going bnk as he found himself in a dark space, fag a giant?

  “Hmm, truly, some monkeys are much better than other monkeys ahey all have ohing in on,” Was all he heard before all he could see urple wave headed towards him before…..

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  –HIVE [Repossessed]--

  “Start the assault, use the bombs, make sure nothing remains of the pce,” he ordered the other monkeys using the subtle mental e that he now empowered with all the mohis body had pced us trol, befiving them a boost of his power, further putting them under his trol. When he saw them leave through the walls after he had boosted the power of one of the monkeys, he grinned.

  Looking at the hands of this body, the amount of Dark Energy flowing through it without breaking apart like other fragile bodies, he grinned. It was as if this body was built for him. Accessing the monkey’s memories told him as to why that was. That stohat was used to make him, the blue monkeys somehow got their hands on the core of one of his Dark Generals’ cores, probably after some errant God destroyed it.

  They used that core to make this body and as a result of that…. His hand waved through thin air as ripples in space appeared right after that. The amount of energy he could exert in this body was truly remarkable, especially since his oy was all but dead.

  Oh well, at least he was going to take out the most irritati he had ever had the misfortune of meet–

  He paused mid stride, as he felt something shatter the barrier he’d cast to kill the A One, ond for all. No matter, he also felt the satisfying squelch of that monkey finally dying. He also felt the activation of the spatial magiething he could have stopped had the body he iloting been intact. His brows creased as he felt his e to them wink out of existence as their bodies were…erased?

  No matter, he took a siep forward and came face to face with the destroyed visage of the shield anchor. Now, all that was left was the st one, and had it been the pest from before, he would have takeime to gloat more but for now, he was just excited to finally e Earth and gain the One Magic. It would propel him to the top of the Lords of Chaos and he could not wait!

  Sending away the monkeys, he appeared in the middle of the rubble, and with a twitch of his fihe Sling Ring was torn apart from the corpse of the guardian of this anchor, with the monkey’s fiill attached to it. As soon as he put it on his finger, he used his own energy as a substitute and in the moment, he was in front of the Last Anchor of the p.

  Not in the mood for pying around with these monkeys, he punched out, releasing a wave of Dark energy that puhrough the wards and created a hole in the anchor building. Aep had him right in the ter of the anchor building, tally right where the Guardian of this anchor building had colpsed.

  “Now, what a ce,” He gri the downed Guardian before he punched down, his hand going through bones and muscles alike as it ected with the anchor, releasing a wave of Dark Energy, erasing the guardian as well as the anchor all around him.

  The sed, this body was flooded with even more Dark Energy as he floated mid air, Dark Energy coing all around him. Using this body as an Anchor, he cast a spell for his dimension to tto the anchor and bleed itself into this universe.

  He grinned as the atmosphere all around them began fracturing, as his energy begarating this world, finally.

  “HAHAHAHA!” He ughed as he floated mid air, not even paying any attention to the monkeys gathering around him, pointing their flimsy things at him. They were all going to be dead soon anyway. What was the point of talking to corpses?

  He stopped mid ughter as he felt something impact him. He looked as he saw a bright blue bst impag him. It barely registered a, his curiosity eaked as he khat this was not the same monkey who could have posed a problem to his pns, had he not found this perfect host body.

  He saw a monkey, floating? In red armour, which was joined by other floating monkeys. This time, the bst was much bigger a, not that much powerful. Bored, he waved his hand, sending an omnidireal wave of his energy, knog the armoured monkey back.

  His hands behind his back, he floated above the city, waiting for the stro monkeys on the po e and try to stop him. He would love to see their futile struggles against him, their fear would be delectable.

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  Previously

  —Jack Sullivan—

  “NOOO!” He screamed as he broke through the barrier, which actually required the usage of a trolled bst of the Power Stone before he bsted through the ehing, arriving right at the big ball of Dark Energy. He felt something hit his barriers, something light but he ighat as he drove his fist, glowing purple right through the body of the Beast a….

  He averted his eyes as he was te, way too te. Waving his hand, he fought back the tears as an opaque barrier covered the…remains of the A One.

  He was about to open a portal to call in all the Masters before he felt something. Eyes widening, he created a barrier around himself, powered by the Power Stone, and closed his eyes, calling on his Astral Form.

  “A One!” He called out as he saw the leader of Kamar Taj in front of him, smiling softly at him.

  “I am afraid I don’t have long, Master Sullivan, so please, listen carefully.” he choked back his words and just nodded.

  “First, make sure that those treaty papers are logged properly in the Sanctum Room so that the Vishanti have a legitimate copy of it. They are very important.”

  He nodded slowly, his eyes widening a bit more as he saw her form being even more transparent, parts of her lower body fking away, even iral realm.

  “Sed, in my authority as the Sorcerer Supreme, I nooint you as my successor. You are free to wield the Time Stone now,” As she spoke, he felt somethile over him, like a weight, heavy but fortable.

  “That is the mantle of Kamar Taj, granted by Me and reised by the Vishanti. Treat it with respect, don’t just hand it over to a will revoke their access to the Eye.”

  He nodded once again, feeling the mantle on his neck. It was pletely white a, he could see three different shades of white in it.

  “Lastly, Dormammu is vastly more prepared this time. Make sure he is stopped. He was colluding with the Fae earlier, be careful.”

  “Don’t worry, I will deal with him.”

  She smiled softly at him, only her torso left at this point, “I know you will, Sorcerer Supreme.”

  With those parting words, her form dissipated as he too returo his body. Standing up, he looked at the slowly rising forms of the two zealots as his eyes burned with ferocity.

  Calling upon the Power Stone, he let loose multiple streams of energy that burhrough their bodies as well as the rge mass of Dark Energy that had spilled over everywhere. After he was done sealing the Dark Energy ied ndmass in the mirror dimension, he opened a portal and came to Kamar Taj and immediately felt the difference.

  The wards, they tched on to him as soon as he arrived, giving him plete trol over the wards of the pce. He could pce it wherever he wao, plete trol over atmosphere and space as well as limited trol over time in this space was grao him as the bearer of the Mantle.

  His mind was supplied with another piece of iing information.

  The Sling Riwork. The work of Sling Rings that allowed the Master of the work to track every single ring and every single ring usage. That came in handy as it told him the precise location of every single Sling Ring and ergo, every single Master of Kamar Taj on the p.

  Sighing once more, he ignored all the Masters a straight to the Library. This time, he could feel the wards snap off as soon as they reised his arrival. Taking hold of the Eye with both of his hands, he felt its weight as he pced it on his nebsp;

  As soon as he did so, the weight became negligent and it felt like he was wearing nothing. Another fsh in his mind had him grunting in pain as another packet of data was downloaded right into his mind.

  “Right, that’s how Strange knew every single spell of the Eye so well,” He muttered as he felt the full breadth of the Eye’s abilities bee accessible to him. No worange had learned everything so quickly, he robably already granted access to the mantle probably.

  Now, his eyes glinting green, all that was left was for Dormammu’s all zealots to be sent back to his realm. After all, if they wanted Immortality so much, they could enjoy Eternal Torment in the Dark Dimension for all he cared.

  It was their choice to sell their soul to the Dark Lord and it would be his choice to send them to Dormammu.

  That was his promise. He vowed as the substitute Sorcerer Supreme.

  He was not going to stay in this position for long, no matter what A Sorcerers or extra dimensional God like entities said about it.

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