Chapter 116 - 115: Island of Deceit, Legion’s Fury, a Symbiote’s Beckoning
The Kree light cruiser Kree Vigilance descended through the manufactured, irradiated storm clouds swirling around "Mistfall Island," its sensors desperately trying to analyze the chaotic energy signatures. On its bridge, Commander Tar-Ronn, a veteran of numerous pacification campaigns, frowned at the anomalous readings. This "Terrigenesis event" was unlike anything in the Kree archives – too potent, too erratic, tinged with energies that felt... wrong. But orders from Admiral Varr-Gohl were clear: investigate, assess the Inhuman potential, and if viable, secure all Terrigen sources and "Alpha-Plus" Inhuman specimens for the Empire. Deploying ground teams was risky given Earth's demonstrated unorthodox defenses, but the potential prize was too great.
Below, hidden from Kree sensors by the Sea Serpent's advanced cloaking and Namor's subtle manipulation of local oceanic currents (creating a "dead zone" in Kree sonar), Thomas MacIntyre watched the Kree landing shuttles detach from the Vigilance and descend towards the island's volcanic peak. His six True Legionnaires – Marcus Primus, David Secundus, Dubois Tertius, Macgregor Quartus, Miller Argent, and Elena Scythe – stood ready on the Sea Serpent's launch deck, their golden eyes burning with focused anticipation, their Legionnaire armor gleaming faintly in the storm-dimmed light.
"They're taking the bait, lads," Thomas rumbled, his voice amplified by his tactical helmet. "Mr. Thorne wants prisoners, tech, and enough... 'essence'... to push us over the line. No survivors among their combat troops unless absolutely necessary for intel. Let's show these star-hoppers how Earth welcomes uninvited guests."
As the Kree shuttles landed amidst the steaming, Element X-laced geysers of Mistfall Island, their ramps hissing open to disgorge squads of heavily armed Kree warriors and several lumbering, heavily armored Kree Sentries (automated combat drones, precursors to the more infamous Sentry robots of Kree legend), the Adamantium Guard struck.
They didn't make a conventional amphibious assault. Instead, O'Malley, from the Sea Serpent, activated another "Blackwood Skunkworks" marvel: a series of short-range, high-intensity teleportation beacons he had pre-deployed around the island's peak using micro-drones during the manufactured storm. With a shimmering distortion of reality, the six True Legionnaires teleported directly into the heart of the Kree landing zones, appearing amidst the disembarking alien soldiers with terrifying suddenness.
[LEGIONNAIRE TACTICAL TELEPORTATION (SHORT-RANGE – O'MALLEY DEVICE): SUCCESSFUL. ELEMENT OF SURPRISE: TOTAL.]
The Kree, renowned for their rigid military discipline, were momentarily thrown into disarray. Then, their warrior training kicked in, and the battle for Mistfall Island began.
It was a slaughter, but not a one-sided one. The Kree were formidable. Their plasma rifles seared the volcanic rock, their energy shields deflected initial Legionnaire attacks, and their Sentries laid down devastating barrages of particle beam fire. But they were facing something beyond their combat doctrines.
Marcus Primus was a golden god of war, his kinetic absorption and redirection abilities turning the Kree's own energy blasts against them, his concussive palm strikes shattering Kree armor and sending aliens flying. David Secundus, the techno-adept, seemed to dance through the firefight, his mind interfacing with Kree weapon systems, causing them to overload or target their own troops, while his own energy blasts, refined and precise, disabled Sentry joints and fried Kree comms.