Previously: Marianne Rodgers was abducted while being treated for the visions she had been suffering from that had previously led her to being committed to a mental institution for five years. Her abductors were the surviving members of the Gatherers, who had succeeded in opening a portal to another world where they rescued a comatose Avenger called Imperion from death. Meanwhile Hank Pym and Tigra discovered that they were being spied on by a team that called themselves the Exiles...
#14 - The Gatherers Crisis, Part One
"The entire omniverse is in danger."
"So you keep saying," Hank Pym replied to Blink. He was sitting in the Avengers Conference Room with Hercules and Mockingbird alongside him. They were facing four of the self-proclaimed Exiles that Tigra had found spying on them.
"I know this sounds bizarre," the purple girl in the green dress told him, "but we are telling you the truth. My name is Blink. We're the Exiles - refuges from alternate realities that have all been corrupted. We have been pulled together to repair breaks in different timelines."
"Of course you have..." Mockingbird told them sceptically. She could accept a land full of demons in the form of cats after being brought to it. * However she drew the line at believing in alternate timelines. "So what brings you here? Is Santa Claus going to have an accident that prevents him from delivering presents to all of the children of the world?"
* In AWC #10 and #11
"I've told you," Blink tried to convince her. "We were pulled from another mission and sent here to prevent all realities from crashing into each other." Blink held out her arm to show a large golden bracelet with a red crystal embedded in it. "We normally get our instructions from this - the Tallus. But the Time Broker himself appeared in front of us and told us what was going to happen here."
"And you say the Gatherers are behind all of this," Hank stated, repeating the short briefing that Blink had given him and Tigra before the other Avengers had assembled. "And they are behind the abduction of Marianne Rodgers."
"She's the template of one of the Gatherers," a slim Asian girl who was no more than twenty answered. She had her hair in pigtails, a style that made her look even younger. "The Gatherers never made a move on her before now because Cassandra had more power with her alive. Now that has changed."
"We'll see what Tigra and Firebird find when they get to the Institute where she was abducted. If you're telling the truth then the Exiles you've sent with them should be able to find something that should help them locate Marianne. If not, Firebird and Tigra should be able to handle anything that comes their way. Now, I think we're entitled to proper introductions before going any further?" Hank replied neutrally. Unknown to the Exiles, he had asked Mockingbird and Hercules to remain at the Compound to help him evaluate the Exiles' stories. Mockingbird was their new security liaison and a trained spy, while Hercules had more experience with the Gatherers than all of the current team members.
"Well, I'm called Blink, but my real name is Clarice Ferguson. I lead the team."
"And a most bodacious job of it she does too," Morph interrupted, extending his neck so he could give her a kiss on the cheek. She half-heartedly slapped his head away.
"My turn?" the Asian girl asked rhetorically. "My name is Sunfire, or Mariko Yashida if you prefer. As you probably guess by the name I have heat powers."
"And I," the shape-shifter with the alabaster skin morphed into a parody of himself as a seven foot heavy weight boxing champion, "am Morph. I don't have any other name worth mentioning."
"My designation is Deathlok," the fourth Exile answered, seeming to only address Mockingbird for reasons unknown. He looked as though he may have been African American at some point, but 90% of his skin had been replaced by cybernetics and adamantium. "I was a SHIELD agent before I was rebuilt as a cyborg, but I do not remember anything of that life."
Mockingbird looked at Deathlok with interest. There was something familiar about him that she could not place. Most of his face was gone and his voice was from a synthesizer embedded in his throat. She was unable to identify him, but she was sure she knew him from somewhere. Focusing on the situation at hand, she glanced at her iPAQ after running their names through SHIELD's databases. "According to my information, both Clarice Ferguson and Mariko Yoshida are dead."
Blink looked at Sunfire, who merely shrugged. "Maybe we are on this world. To be honest, when you've been to as many different timelines as us you kind of get used to it," the young pyrokinetic explained.
"You haven't explained how you know so much about the Gatherers," Hank interrupted. "There is still a lot about them that the Avengers didn't even know."
"Well, there's a simple enough explanation for that," Blink reluctantly explained. "You see... Proctor, their former leader... he used to be one of us. He used to be an Exile."
Sliver ignored Torq as she walked confidently past him into a room in Proctor's Citadel where the newest Gatherer was being treated.
"How is she?" she asked the artificial Gatherer that she had charged with his care. She knew that his interest in Imperion would almost match her own.
"Recovering," the Anti-Vision spoke, his words once again echoing from speakers throughout the room since he integrated his artificial nervous system with the technology in Proctor's Citadel. "His body is no longer human in a manner consistent with the Imperion from most time-lines. He has yet to regain consciousness."
"Leave us," Sliver ordered, before sitting beside the unconscious Imperion. She did not address the Anti-Vision again. Even he, like all of the Gatherers, knew better than to disobey one of her direct orders.
"Imperion," she whispered with a softness to her voice that would have surprised all of the Gatherers. "Can you hear me?"
The Avenger from another world known as Imperion stirred. He opened his eyes to see Sliver for the first time. She was an extremely attractive Asian woman wearing, as always, a gold mid-riff top and black trousers. She had shoulder-length jet-black hair that hung completely straight down her head, and had two metallic bands around each wrist that contained retractable Sais. She was strikingly beautiful, but he had never seen her before in his life.
"Who... are you?" Imperion asked, his lips parched.
"It has been a long time since any one has called my anything other than Sliver. Do you know me?"" she replied, helping him to drink a glass of water before leaning closer to him to whisper her real name.
"I... don't know..." Imperion answered, confused. "I remember... an explosion... Then nothing. Until now..."
"It's okay," Sliver reassured him, stroking his short grey hair. "Your world died, my love. We brought you here, but it was a traumatic experience for you. I am sure your memories will return eventually."
"Do I... know you?"
"I don't know," Sliver answered truthfully. "But in another world you were my reason for living. I will look after you now, my love. I swear to you by the graves of the accursed Priests of Pama that I will make all of our dreams come through before another nightfall..."
Tigra stared at the two remaining Exiles while Firebird piloted the quinjet to their destination. Her feline senses could detect something unusual about them beyond the obvious. Their scents seemed displaced, as though they did not really belong here. Whatever about the rest of the Avengers, Tigra found herself believing that they were telling the truth about coming from different realities. The female Exile seemed nice enough, but the male...
Despite herself, there was a part of Tigra that found him strangely attractive. He was some sort of lycanthrope like herself - a hybrid between man and animal. He called himself the Puma, although he had revealed his human name to be Wyatt Wingfoot.
Focus Greer, she silently chided herself. What was happening between her and Hank was worth too much to throw it away for a case of literal animal attraction with a complete stranger. Tigra wished he would stop looking at her so intensely though.
"So did you know this Proctor?" she asked his companion, trying to distract herself from Puma's stares.
"Briefly," Chrome confirmed. The woman's entire body, from her shoulder-length hair to her fingernails, were covered in a silver metallic substance. It was no external armour - it was part of her. Tigra did not understand how the woman could even move - she resembled a life-sized metal statue. "My second mission as an Exile was his last. I didn't think much of him to be honest."
"Neither Tigra or I ever met him, but I've reviewed in record in the Avengers database," Firebird told her from the pilot's seat. "He was from another reality where he had been abandoned by his wife, a counterpart of the Eternal Sersi. He then made it his mission in life to destroy her in reality after reality, Chrome."
"Please, call me Jenny," the silver heroine smiled. "In my reality I was plain Jenny Swenson for a long time before becoming a paranormal after Pittsburgh was destroyed in the Black Event. According to what we know, Proctor was once an Avenger called Dane Whitman, better known as the Black Knight. He was devastated after his Sersi left him after a few years of marriage. He was then recruited into the Exiles after the Legacy virus devastated his timeline. He was with the team for a few missions and discovered the breath of alternative realities that existed, but he became more and more aggressive and unstable. The Time Broker removed him from the team and sent him back to his reality, but Proctor went completely insane when he realised that the devastation of the Legacy Virus had been undone but his marriage was still over. He couldn't handle it and swore to get revenge on all Sersis throughout the Omniverse."
"Sounds painful," Tigra grimaced.
"Sounds like he was weak," the Puma responded coldly.
"According to our files," Firebird continued, "Proctor somehow captured the Watcher of his world and used his technology to travel from reality to reality, driving Sersi insane in each before destroying it."
"Pretty much," Chrome confirmed. "By destroying timelines he was able to get revenge on both Sersi and the Time Broker. The Broker was not able to trace him due to the Watcher's stolen power until Proctor was eventually killed in this reality. The Broker thought his threat was over until the surviving Gatherers somehow managed to use Proctor's technology to open a dimensional portal for the first time yesterday."
"So who exactly are the Gatherers?" Tigra asked, as the quinjet landed in the Alexander Psychiatric Research and Recovery Centre. A stressed looking Doc Samson immediately greeted the joint team of Avengers and Exiles.
"This way Avengers!" he told them, assuming that Chrome and the Puma were members he had not encountered before. "We've preserved the scene as much as we could. We have video footage of the attack that you can view in a minutes, but I assume you want to meet your team-mate first?"
Tigra and Firebird were led into the room where Marianne had been abducted to see Iron Man already analysing the scene. Tigra could sense his anger and concern even behind his armour.
"Tigra! How was this allowed to happen?" he demanded to know. "I thought the Avengers were meant to be looking after Marianne!"
"Whoa! Calm down!" Tigra tried to reason with Marianne's former lover. "She was with us as a provisional member. Hank asked her to come here to ensure she was suitable for Avengers membership before he deliberately put her into dangerous situations. He was being responsible - none of us could have guessed that she would have a breakdown and would then be kidnapped by a group that all of us thought deader than Elvis!"
"I... You're right. I'm sorry, Tigra," Iron Man apologised. "Marianne and I have known each other for a long time. The thoughts of her being a prisoner and helpless..."
"It's okay," Firebird assured her teammate. "We'll all do whatever is necessary to get her back safely. Have you found anything?"
"Strange energy signatures, but nothing I recognise," Iron Man answered, frustrated. He looked at the Puma smelling the air for traces of the kidnappers while Chrome took readings with a hand-held device built from technology he had never seen before. "Tigra, who are these people?"
"Sorry. It's Tony Stark, right?" Chrome almost blushed as much as she could under her metallic skin. "My name is Jenny Swenson, or Chrome if you prefer. This is the Puma. We're members of the Exiles. We're here to help."
"Tony Stark?" Iron Man tried to conceal his shock over a complete stranger knowing his true identity. "Tony Stark finances the armour, but I'm just an employee of his."
"Of course you are," Chrome apologised, before moving closer to him to whisper nearer his helmet. "I'm sorry. I forgot about the secret identity. In my reality, you were a comic book character before the Pitt. I used to wear an armour myself, so one of my college students at MIT used to refer to your adventures all the time. Sorry."
Before the stunned Iron Man could reply, Doc Samson re-entered the room. "The footage is ready, Avengers."
A confused Iron Man led the Avengers and the Exiles to Doc Samson's office where a video player and a monitor were waiting to show them Marianne's kidnapping. Iron Man forgot about Chrome momentarily as he controlled the sick feeling in his stomach while watching Marianne's distress. All present watched in silence until the tape was finished and Doc Samson rewinded it to pause on an image of an Asian woman.
"I've examined the tape in detail," Samson explained. "As far as I can tell the others were taking their orders from this woman."
"Just as we thought..." Chrome told the Puma. "Sliver..."
The world was almost silent to Marianne Rodgers for the first time in years. Her telepathy had been muted. There were still stray thoughts approaching her, but her control was gone. The Gatherer called Mother Cassandra, a woman that Marianne knew by another name, has somehow stolen her telepathy. As impossible as it seemed, she knew that Cassandra was somehow Guinevere, the woman whose life Marianne had been experiencing in visions since the start of her mental problems.
"Hello Child," Cassandra greeted Marianne as she entered the secure room where Marianne was being detained.
Marianne did not reply, but instead just looked at Cassandra while she used what little of her telepathy she had left to try to read her thoughts. Cassandra was apparently an old woman whose body had been ravaged by age. She was only able to move freely due to the exo-skeleton she partially covered with a green cloak. How could she be Guinevere?
"I'm sure you have a lot of questions, Child. After all, I know you as well as you know me. We have been experiencing each others lives since I arrived on this world over five years ago."
"Guinevere..." Marianne stated bluntly, knowing it to be true although she did not know how.
"I used to be, Child," Cassandra replied, sitting on a chair beside the bed where Marianne lay. "I buried that identity when my Arthur was killed. Your memories helped me do that."
"How?" Marianne demanded, struggling for words to voice questions she did not even understand.
"We are the same person," Cassandra told her, "separated by alternate realities and timelines. In my world, the Avengers took the form of mighty Knights of the Realm. Dane Whitman was Sir Percy there, and Sersi was his beautiful but mysterious wife. When Proctor drove Sersi mad on my world, as he had done to countless Sersis on countless worlds, Sir Percy killed my Arthur with his ebony blade. I was the sole survivor of the Knights. Proctor brought me here to join his Gatherers, hiding from all of us his ultimate responsibility in Sersi's madness in all of the worlds he had destroyed."
"I saw Arthur's death..." Marianne told her, referring to the barrage of visions that had assaulted her the previous day.* "But how was that possible? This doesn't make any sense!"
* Last Issue
"This is a Prime Reality. Once Proctor brought us Gatherers here, we should have merged with our counterparts here to stay whole. But you and I are not just counterparts - our minds are the same, and it is our minds that are the sources of our powers. Your powers had the potential to be more advanced than mine, but I had honed the skills you were neglecting. I could use your powers as well as my own - I controlled our telekinesis to hold this body together when it started deteriorating."
"I don't understand," Marianne asked, staring at Cassandra's withered body. "Why didn't you just kill me like Proctor wanted?"
"Because of the dreams, Child. I had seen my world die in front of me. But while you were alive I could replace my nightmares with your visions on this world, my little Oracle. Surely you understand how intoxicating that could be?"
"My madness... My visions... They were all you! I would never have been insane if not for you! There was nothing wrong with me!"
"Surely madness was preferable to death, foolish girl!" Cassandra snapped, before continuing when she realised she would receive no reply. "After the confrontation that ended with the deaths of my Gatherers, I was in a coma for a time. That was when your visions, as you call them, stopped. I was woken and freed by Sliver a few weeks ago."
Marianne immediately thought back to that day on the Compound shortly after the destruction of Hydrobase when her visions had returned and for the first time understood what had happened. "You started using my powers again."
"But they are not enough," Sliver told them, walking into the room. "I have worked hard since my mind became my own again after Proctor's death. He travelled dimensions and timelines to wreak his vengeance. We will undo that. We will travel back in time to each of our home realities before their destructions where we will kill Dane Whitman and Sersi before Proctor can use them to destroy our worlds. Proctor has left us the technology to open the portals. We opened one yesterday, but Cassandra's power was not sufficient to keep it open despite our best endeavours."
"Why have you brought me here?" Marianne demanded, already having guessed the answer but needing to have it confirmed.
"If you and Cassandra combine your energies then you will have more power than either of you alone. You have a simple choice, Rodgers. Either work with Cassandra to help save our worlds, or I will force Cassandra and you to merge to see if that power is sufficient."
"And I will die," Marianne stated, knowing it to be true.
"To save our worlds and restore the lives we had," Sliver told her, "I will make any sacrifice, whatever the cost..."
Hank Pym had fought in many battles where the fate of the world was at stake. He had lost count of the adventures he had fought with the Avengers and other heroes as Ant-Man, Giant-Man, Goliath, Yellowjacket, and more recently as plain Dr. Pym once more. This was different though. This was the first time that he would lead the Avengers with the fate of the omniverse at stake. All of his team would be following his orders. If he failed, then he would be leading them to their deaths and all of reality could be destroyed.
How in God's name had his ex-wife made the responsibility of Avengers leadership seem so easy for so long?
"The threads that bind different realities together are surprisingly fragile," Blink continued, not noticing his distress behind the poker face that had served him so well when he hustled for tuition money as the shy college student with the keen mathematical mind that rarely left him at a loss. "We Exiles were brought together to fix the chinks that hold the chains together, but the Gatherers are going to completely annihilate them. For all of his madness, Proctor learnt enough from his Watcher and the Time Broker to know how to open portals that would not create more damage than the omniverse could handle. Sliver doesn't have that knowledge. She is going to open portals back in time to realities that have already been destroyed, before the destruction occurred. If she succeeds, the Gatherers will cause a chain reaction that will cause reality to crash into reality until there is nothing left."
The Avengers were silent as they absorbed the impact of Blink's words. Even Mockingbird, who was the most sceptical of all the Avengers, seemed to have accepted the validity of Blink's claims. She was too professional to appear worried, but Hank could see the stress behind her neutral demeanour. She might be a pain in the ass at times, but Hank could see that she had what it took to be an Avenger.
Hercules was probably handling the situation better than either Mockingbird or Hank though. He was calm, with none of his customary bluster and bravado. It was times like this that Hank was reminded that Hercules was a member of the Olympian pantheon of gods who were over two thousand years old, despite Hercules' current disgrace in their eyes. He was experiencing matters of cosmic importance before distant ancestors of the other Avengers had even been conceived.
"Why have your masters sent you here?" Hercules asked the Exiles. "Why did they not send you directly into battle against the Gatherers?"
Morph changed his body into a question mark and bounced in front of Blink. "A very good question!"
"The Gatherers are already affecting reality," Blink told the Avengers, ignoring Morph. "We have to prevent Marianne Rodger's powers being used by the Gatherers. She was meant to come back here, but when the Gatherers opened a portal they changed the expected history for this reality. Rodgers was affected and she was hospitalised instead of returning here. In the absence of further instructions, we decided to stay here to plan until you discovered us."
"You keep mentioning someone called Sliver," Mockingbird stated. "Who is she?"
Before there eyes, Morph manipulated his body until he was almost perfectly resembled an alabaster Sliver. "Does my bum look big in this?" he asked Sunfire.
"I've met her..." Hank commented, looking at Morph's rendition of Sliver. "She was one of Proctor's Gatherers when we had that final confrontation in Times Square where Proctor was killed. I remember thinking at the time there was something familiar about her, but I didn't get a chance to get a close look at her face. *"
* It's true, I didn't make her up. Sliver can be seen in Avengers #373 - 375
"She was brought here to be one of Proctor's cannon fodder," Blink explained, "He had some sort of telepathic grip on the Gatherers when he was alive, but once he died she was freed. Sliver was trained in martial arts when she was child when it was thought that she might be the Celestial Madonna. When she reached adulthood she was rejected by the Priests who raised her and she was recruited into the Hand where she became their main assassin. She eventually went solo, and was recruited into the Avengers of her world where she married another member, Imperion. The Avengers in that reality were a little... different than the ones here."
"My god," Hank said, recognising who Sliver was in this reality as Blink continued.
"When she came to this reality she did not need to merge with her counterpart on this world, as her counterpart had evolved to a state beyond humanity. Her counterpart was one of you for a time apparently. Her name was Mantis..."
Next: The Avengers and the Exiles versus the Gatherers for the sake of the omniverse, but are the Exiles being honest? What choice will Marianne make? What are the Gatherers' final secrets? Find out next issue...
Well, it's started! The Gatherers subplot has been simmering in the background for a while now so hopefully you will think it was worth the wait. There are plenty of twists and turns left before this storyline concludes. I'm a big fan of the Exiles so it was fun including a modified team here. I wanted enough members to ensure that they seemed like the Exiles, and then a few new members to make things interesting. Hey, anything that lets me use a character from the New Universe has to be good! For those with distant memories of the New U, Chrome used to be the girl in the red robot in the Spitfire series before Mark Grunewald turned her into a paranormal (and in a very painful way) so she could join DP7. You'll learn the new Deathlok's secrets next issue. And who knew Morph would be so much fun to write?
Continuity Note: Iron Man's appearance in this storyline is set before the events in Iron Man #27.
I don't know what it was about last issue, but I got a lot of mail on it. Hopefully that trend will continue! Derrick Ferguson wrote:
A story with some truly heartfelt emotional resonance, something you don't see a lot of in fanfic. With every issue of AWC Gary sets the standard of quality higher and higher for the rest of us writing at AV2K.
Thanks, Derrick. I really appreciate that. I take it every one is reading his Avengers title at this very site to find out why the Wasp and Co. aren't helping against the Gatherers? If not, you're missing the best Avengers fan-fic being written at the moment.
The next mail was from an anonymous source and posted on the mailing list. Don't be shy! Let me know who you are!
Fabulous! That's all I can say when concerning this issue. Once again, Gary, you deliver the goods. Your use of characters is mind-blowing and the team assembled for the Avengers West Coast is a good choice. I didn't even know who some of the people like Llyron or Marianne Rodgers are but I do now. I also like the new Mockingbird and the relationships between Tigra and Hank Pym as well as Firebird and Llyron. I'm sad to see the heir to Atlantis leave but the use of Namor as a guest star was a good choice.
Thanks! I wasn't that familiar with either Marianne or Llyron when I took over Avengers West Coast, but Alex already had them in the title and I wanted to give them a chance. I always planned to have Namor guest-star at some point, but as the story developed it seemed like the best thing to do would be for Llyron to leave for the time being. Sometimes characters have their own ideas as to what is best for them. Let me know if you want him back.
The best thing of all is that you get your title out on time. That's a very admirable feature of Avengers West Coast. So keep us the good work, I can't wait for "The Gatherer's Crisis"!
Thanks. :) Hopefully it will live up to your expectations.
The next letter is from Jason Trenner:
Interesting issue. A pity to see Llyra go, though I'm sure he'll be seen again. On to the questions:
1) Is there any chance of the Avengers dealing with Locomotive Breath and/or the Rush Club? http://www.marvunapp.com/Appendix/locobrth.htm in case you have no idea what the Rush Club is.
No plans. I hadn't come across the characters before.
2) Will Access be involved with the upcoming story?
That's a big no. He always struck me personally as more of a gimmick than an interesting character, but that's just my opinion.
3) Is there any chance of Fastforward joining the team (I don' think I've asked this before)?
That's Mark Grunewald's homage to Barry Allen, right? I don't think he would fit in with my team, but I do have a soft spot for Mark Grunewald creations. What do you think of my use of Chrome, who Mark recreated for DP7?
4) Is there any chance of the Whackos fighting the Evil War Machine?
I'm afraid not. I didn't read that run of Iron Man. Ask Tom Deja as he is now using Rhodey full time in AV2K's Iron Man.
5)Is there any chance of the Whackos fighting a new Lethal Legion?
Not here, but I've already written my Lethal Legion storyline for the Whackos. I wrote two issues of an Avengers West Coast mini-series over at Marvel Dark Lore pitting them against the Lethal Legion. The site appears to have died so the third issue was never finished, but the first two issues can still be found there. I now consider that mini a "pilot" for my AWC run here. You can find it at http://digilander.libero.it/heroestales/mdl/awc.html
6) Will Earth S (and therefore bring in Squadron Supreme) be involved in what will happen?
The Squadron won't be appearing, but I wouldn't rule out an appearance at some point. I have a soft spot for the team, but I have no plans for them in any shape at this point in time. I've considered doing something before, but I'll be too busy with AWC and my new top-secret AV2K project that's just been approved...
7) Will the Gatherer Jocosta show up or will she be in no shape after the events in the Avengers?
The Nexus saga is taking part simultaneously with the Gatherers storyline here (or as simultaneously as you can get in a shared universe) so look for her fate there.
8) Will the Exiles be able to be placed between issues of their comic?
No. I hope the team is recognisable as the Exiles, but the team I'm writing about have had some significant membership changes. There's no reason why the existing team can't be floating around the omniverse with a full membership if someone else wants to use them though.
9) If Silver is a copy of Marianne Rogers... shouldn't she be going nuts?
As you now know, Sliver is Mantis from another timeline. Sliver escaped the worst effects of the Gathering process like the Swordsman as her counterpart is no longer human. The Mantis of our world "died" in Fantastic Four #425. Marianne Rodgers is a counterpart of Mother Cassandra. Marianne went nuts, Cassandra's body degenerated into its current state.
10) Will the Swordsman title be involved in the Gatherer storyline?
No. The Swordsman is pretty busy in his own title.
11)Will Captain America help the Whackos since the Gatherers are going to New York city and Cap didn't go with the Avengers to fight Wanda?
An Avenger will turn up next issue. Is it Captain America? You'll have to wait until next issue to find out.
12) Will the Avengers fight Pilgram?
Sorry, I don't know who he is. Thanks for writing though!
Finally, I have a mail from Barry Reese:
Great stuff, Gary! There aren't many fanfic titles that I follow regularly these days, but yours is a keeper -- I'm jazzed about the upcoming storyline (the Exiles are big faves of mine) and I'm very pleased with what you're doing with both the new Mockingbird and with Marianne. As someone who's dabbled (heh) with the whole Ebony Blade affair, I'm very intrigued where you're going to go with Marianne's visions in the long run. I have to admit, I'm not sorry to Llyron go. He just never clicked with me, I'm afraid. Otherwise, though, your series is a blast at the moment and it makes me nostalgic for the days when I could get two Avengers comics a month.
Keep up the good work with the Whackos,
Thanks, Barry. Everyone is reading Knights of Pendragon, right? If not, I expect a note from your parents with a very good excuse...