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The Sage of the Mind

Chapter 98 : Jitters, Military Sales, and Fear New
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The Sage of the Mind: Chapter 98 [April 2012]

Manhattan [Time till Chitauri Invasion - 1 month]

–Axle Riddle–


He was getting jittery, he realised that. After the meeting with Wakanda, wherein he so gleefully reminded them that Vibranium was the strongest metal on Earth, not in existence. There were also plenty of beings in the universe capable of breaking apart Vibranium and some of them even resided on Earth.

They were definitely skeptical but after seeing definite proof of this statement, they had little reason to doubt him. T'Chaka in particular was quite shaken, as were the delegates he had assigned to talk to him.

Aside from that, Fury had come knocking on the doors of the safehouse where RBA resided, to inquire about the supposed alien corpse they had on hand and what can be done to transfer the custody of that corpse to the government.

Tony and Bruce had openly scoffed at that demand when he had just washed his hands off the matter and told Fury that if Tony and Bruce agreed with him, he could take the Moloid away for further experimentation. It was safe to say that the Moiloid would not be leaving Manhattan until Tony's and Bruce's curiosities were fulfilled.

The US Government was going to get the data regardless of who did the experimentation anyway so they were not a significant hurdle in the matter. Fury had come to a compromise by stationing Jemma Simmons at the base to help with the study.

Dr.Cho had come in the initial phases but after taking her skin tissue samples, along with all the subdermal layers, she had retreated to her designated floor in Stark Tower and had been working on that specific part of her project.

She had already been working on skin grafts, enhanced skin grafts based on her observations of Betty's skin evolving and strengthening in real time and she, along with Bruce's help, were going to use the Moloid skin as its base and then create advanced skin grafts capable of tanking all but the largest of bullets without outright puncturing.

Something that had Fury's attention as well as the military's but Tony had promised them if they did not wish to sell it to the Military, they could sell it to emergency services across the country, like the Police and the firefighters. The Moloid skin was plenty fire resistant.

In the end, Bruce had agreed to sell it to the military but only if all the operations were done on Stark owned sites and the recipients could not be private contractors or anything, they had to be official military personnel.

Which meant no bulletproof soldiers for SHIELD. Well, according to the latest results of her testing, not all the body could be made bulletproof but over 70% along with the head and the heart covered was a pretty solid covering in his book.

Aside from that, he had begun subtly working on the underground tunnel that ran across the city. Creating more and more entry points with just the last entry point above the surface left unfinished, which would be opened the second the blue portal opens.

Creating conduits for clean water storage, packaged food, and even sterilised rooms for emergency medical services to work on.

He had also added Randall to the plan, not about the invasion but about the tunnel and the plan to use it as a Refuge area for any emergency, natural or alien that may occur above New York. Randall had gotten right to work, installing independent power lines across the entirety of the tunnel, powered by multiple redundant Arc Reactors, to make sure every sq. ft. of it was properly lit.

He then went a step above his water tank idea and installed water lines extending into the water, from both sides of the tunnel, align with redundant Arc reactor powered water filtration systems, capable of churning out enough water to keep thousands of people fed, for a long time.

Then there came the medic areas, huge rectangular blocks, lined with solid metal plating, along with enough sterilisation material and hospital supplies to, well, run a huge hospital for months.

Randall also told him that they had to account for the possibility of him not being available for anything if an actual attack happened on the city and the Invisible Man had to focus completely on the invasion and nothing else.

It was a fair point so they had also created multiple entry and exit hatches, going deep into the ground and coming out into the other boroughs, with customised vehicles capable of using the Repulsor tech to haul hundreds of people within minutes. Randall had already begun work on the production type cars with two prototypes being built according to his specs.

He hadn't even thought of the fact that if it was some other extremely strong entity, he would have to focus all his attention on the fight and would not be able to help the people with mass entry or exit, a rookie mistake in hindsight.

Also, Randall proposed creating areas with heavy reinforcement, mostly metal based right now but he was working on high application force fields that could work using the same muon base that Repulsors used. If that was ready in time, they could use the force fields to line the entirety of the tunnel, creating a very large safe haven.

He knew that it was all overkill for the Chitauri because in the movies, it was a tragedy sure but the overwhelming damage was done to the property and all in the first few minutes where the Avegners hadn't yet drawn the entirety of the Chitauri's fleet's attention on themselves, so he was not really worried all that much.

But still, it was his first Invasion and he both couldn't wait for it to be done and dreaded it coming all the same.

He had taken an extended sabbatical from the office, for over 2 months, all paid vacation because he just could not be still in the office for long periods of time. It was quite a perk, especially because it had been approved without someone batting an eye, leading him to believe that the old monster Master Wu had created some sort of reputation for himself in the company, allowing Axle Riddle to do as he pleased, as long as the profits came rolling in.

He used the time to work on his body, and work on his telepathy, which was working well but not as well as he had hoped to be. He still had to work on the telepathic feedback and reducing the emotional bleed out that happened every time he tried to connect to multiple minds all at once.

For now, he was just working on reading minds, not manipulating them but even the supposedly simple part was tough going, especially since he realised that not all minds are the same, even if they are the minds of not enhanced people.

He didn't touch Bruce's mind and he would not do so with a hundred foot vibranium pole, because, hello, Avatar of Rage, and all that stuff but he had tried to tap into the mind of Frank, and that had been all but impossible in the beginning.

Even now, he could barely hear snippets of thoughts from Frank. The minds of teenagers were the easiest, even more so than children, but that was somewhat disgusting to him because of the majority of the thoughts that dominated their hormonal bodies, mainly due to puberty.

Cops and Firefighters were a little tougher than the normal majority crowd but still doable for his fledgling abilities. Children were very thought because the emotional bleed out from kids was the worst. It would hit him with the force of a sledgehammer, completely disorienting him for seconds before he could focus his telepathy on something else.

But all of the above was fine. Because he was finally learning something new, something that might turn out to be useful even during the fight. To be honest, he has quite a fear of being mind controlled by Loki even for the fight, something that gave him nightmares, because what if Loki was given some sort of skill that allowed him to find the strongest mind in his vicinity, leading him straight to the Invisible Man whose mind, formidable as it might be, was no match for the fucking Infinity Stone in his grasp.

Allowing himself to fall under the control of Loki would quite literally spell the end of the planet, because the moment the Blue Portal opened up, he would be free. Free to wreak havoc on any part of the planet.

And sure, the Ancient One could probably stop him but that battle would not be quiet and outing Kamar Taj to the rest of the world would do the world no good, especially right on the heels of an alien Invasion.

No, the second Loki arrived on Earth, he was going to bunker up. Flood his presence in the surroundings and make sure that every current of air was monitored, so that Loki does not approach him while invisible.

Part of him felt silly for being afraid of Loki while the image of him being thrashed by the Hulk repeated in his mind but another part of him remembered, the sheer ugliness Loki held within his soul and what could happen when that same part was amplified by Thanos and the Mind Stone.

No, he was right in being cautious.

The second the portal opens up, he will evacuate everyone, let the Chitauri through, thrash Loki to an inch of his life, bury that sceptre so deep in the ground that no one would be able to find it, and once the appropriate response comes from the WSC, which it will come, he was sure of that, let the Nuke through and then use the sceptre to plug the hole.

All the while making sure that the world knows that while there are scary things in the deep darkness of space, they were not helpless, that they were not alone.

Because the point of letting the Invasion happen was not to let the world know about the aliens and their might, not to scare them but to make them aware of the dangers and also to let them know that they had defenders that would protect them from the dangers.

Something that was supposed to be done by SHIELD but whatever.








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Chapter 99 : The One with the Flying Car! New
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The Sage of the Mind: Chapter 99 [April 2012]

Manhattan [Time till Chitauri Invasion - 1 month]

–Tony Stark–


Well, that cements it, something absolutely fishy is going on and he was not in on it. That would just not stand by him, now would it?

"Jarvis? Get me our flying car, would you?" He ordered Jarvis while finishing his drink in a hurry, a protein shake, not alcohol. It was noon, he was not an animal. Well, it depends if you counted being a party animal but that mode of his was reserved for only when it was dark outside, and he was feeling particularly cheery.

"Certainly, sir. However, I must remind you that I have been advised by multiple concerned parties not to let Sir drive the car alone." Jarvis sassily reminded him and he just waved off those worries. There was no reason he could not drive the car, it was perfectly safe. He built the repulsor system into the car, he knew just how it worked.

"Bah! They worry too much, Jarvis. Just get the car out on the penthouse roof and please, get a new flavor for the protein shake. Plain Vanilla gets boring after a while,"

"Yes, sir," Jarvis said and he gleefully rubbed his hands as he came out of the elevator and saw the car in all its glory.

It was based on an old Porsche Vintage car, with nothing about it being vintage except its external looks. It still had four wheels but they were merely decorations, placeholders for the muon repulsion system that would take its place once the vehicle was activated.

It was a thing of beauty, sleek silver, and chromium, with no gold and red highlights though. What a bummer. But it was a unanimous decision between all the people that contributed to the project that the car would remain as is and any personalisations could be done on later versions of the flying car, something he agreed on so no use pouting over lost opportunities.

Finally, his dad's promise to the world that he made in the first Stark Expo would be fulfilled. A flying car!

The car slowly floated on top of the penthouse, with its doors facing him, and he grinned as the light forcefields came to life. This was another project he was working on, creation of force fields with strengths dependent on the amount of Arc Energy being supplied to the generators.

So far, he could make force fields that could not just tank but contain the explosion from a Jericho missile, the strongest weapon that the Military still had. That was quite impressive but not even close to the required rating if he wanted something like the Hulk or the Invisible Man to be contained.

To be fair, how would he even go about trying to contain the Invisible Man? He had searched high and low and aside from some partial matches that just did not make any sense, he had not found anything about the elusive telekinetic.

He slowly took a step on the forcefield ladder that had been created for him and smiled as railings simultaneously appeared on the sides of the ladder, allowing him to cover the steep climb with ease.

Once inside, he smiled once more, seeing no buttons at all. While some people really loved the tactical feedback of buttons, he liked them to be digital, so that they could be tucked away, especially since he had a very reliable digital assistant who could not just understand his commands perfectly but also sometimes execute them before he could even say them out loud.

Case in point, the railings on the ladder.

Satisfied with the novel experience, he put his hands on the steering, which was more of a plane steering than a car steering, and was about to put the car on Drive, when the screen flashed red.

"Insufficient permission? What?"

"Unfortunately, Mr.Stark, when the car was programmed to stay in storage until the next one was to be made, it was programmed to only have automatic functionality unless all three key members were present. For you to drive the car manually, you will need the immediate presence of Dr.Banner and Mr.Randall," Jarvis reminded him of that stupid thing that he agreed to.

"But, you can bypass it, right? I made you, Jarvis, I know you can do it,"

"It would be possible if only Dr.Banner had not installed a physical sensor requirement which would not be fulfilled if his unique energy signature was not recorded, reportedly, after repeated insistence from both Ms.Ross and Ms.Potts,"

Oh, so the missuses were worried then. Alright then, they win. He shouldn't really be doing this anyway. The only reason it would even be legal was because there was no such license category for flying cars, allowing him to exploit a small legal loophole that would probably be plugged by the time he was done with his personal car.

Fiinee.

"To the SHARED LAB!" He always wanted to say that, as Jarvis took control of the car and he whooped as the car immediately picked up speed, the repulsor systems allowing it to access most of its torque in the early phases.

The car slowly came to a halt, the inertial dampeners working as he barely felt any impact, as the car slowly landed on top of the warehouse, the top of which opened, and then the car landed on the ground, the top closing on its own.

He looked around, as the various teams of scientists worked together in this lab. A small team from SHIELD, led by Jemma Simmons, worked on one side, mostly on the skin tissue and the defense tech that Dr.Cho was leading, Bruce and Betty both worked on, well, their own bodies, essentially.

They still had yet to conclude the studies on the stem cells frozen, and the various goo that was left behind from little Bellina's delivery. It was apparently worth its weight in gold because the cells, even after so long, were still alive.

There was a small Stark Industries team here but they were mostly here to install the various doodads they had made over the months to secure this place. Randall was nowhere to be seen, and neither was his merry band of brothers.

He liked the brothers, they were…not as smart as Randall was, who could easily keep up with him and Bruce, but they were really loyal and more importantly, really strong.

Together, they could probably hold off even Bruce in his em[powered form if they wanted to. They didn't get injured, not by any weapon he used anyway and they were freakishly tenacious.

Randall had some weapons tuned to their bodies so that they could be used to hurt them, if necessary but even after being bloodied by those weapons, all the brothers seemed to come back for more. It was as if their bodies were being tempered by damage, allowing them to grow stronger in a controlled environment.

Lately, that part of their training has been increased for some reason, both in terms of intensity and frequency. Randall was also busy in some other project given to him specifically by the Invisible Man.

He wondered what they were up to.

"Bruce!"

"Hi, Tony/ Hello, Dr.Stark," The couple greeted him but before Bruce could go back to working with his paramour, he dragged him a bit away.

"Hi, do you have any idea what Randall is working on? Because I know they have a secret base in the subterranean levels and for the past few weeks, I am getting some really strong energy readings, along with disturbances recorded across Manhattan," He was hoping Bruce would have some idea because, being fellow Hulks, they shared a much deeper bond than he did.

Bruce looked unamused, "I don't know, Tony. The last I heard, he had some personal work from the Invisible Man that was also interesting. If you'll excuse me, I still have to compile that report by the end of the day,"

Yeah, to your boss, which was him, he wanted to say that but he didn't say it out loud. He just nodded and thanked Bruce.

"Jarvis, access the data points for the entry point of the underground Tunnel that he built and take me there," He ordered Jarvis who complied and he tapped on his smartwatch, and ordered a suit to come meet him at the entry point.

It was time to see just what was going on below the city, under the watch of the Invisible Man.

Hmm, he was strangely excited as if he was about to bust someone's completely harmless operation but finding joy in doing it nonetheless.



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Hello there! l kinda like your story here, problem is, the chapters are too short, do you mind just combining like 3-4 of your usual to just one?
 
New reader here.

I like the story, but I just feel that you're rushing through parts that could be explained better with dialogue between characters.

Take the Wakadan meeting for example, I really wanted to see how those talks went. I feel that we could also do with more introspection with having characters interact more with one another. Remember; Show, don't tell.

Otherwise, I like how the main character effects his surroundings and inspires others, but I feel it could be way more impactful with more dialogue.

Anyways, that's my two cents.
 
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I like the story, but I just feel that you're rushing through parts that could be explained better with dialogue between characters.
almost 100 chapters to get to the first avengers movie, how is that rushing? most fanfics with the mcu get there in 40, maybe less, and i am counting some that started back in the 40s as well
 
almost 100 chapters to get to the first avengers movie, how is that rushing? most fanfics with the mcu get there in 40, maybe less, and i am counting some that started back in the 40s as well

It's rushing because of everything we've went through already, but only telling us everything instead of showing us things that could have happened, many things became boiled down to "So I did X for a while and now I can finally do Y" instead of showing the progression of X to Y.

We get brief explanations to events and scenarios that should be covered via dialogue, so we end up missing Alot of interpersonal moments that could have occurred.
 
We get brief explanations to events and scenarios that should be covered via dialogue, so we end up missing Alot of interpersonal moments that could have occurred.
dialog with who? the mc can't share his growth with others because he keeps some distance from everyone, the ancient one keeps trolling him or avoids training him, dude had to do most of his discoveries alone about his powers, dude had to self study and only recently had a special room to train properly.

We get his progress with his training since chapter 1, there was a smooth progression of the area he can cover, some major breakthroughs with his second mind creation to do passive shit, his progress in noticing energy better, how he used to use some weird eldrish like voice to talk to others, how he upgraded to the paper avatar.

And most of it we had no dialog because he is not talking to anyone, what dialog you want about his personal progression? Tonys, the Hulk 5, the stuff with Banner had so much progress that it dragged a little at the middle, at some point i just him to be done with baby hulk saga.

That is just the tone of the story, there is nothing being rushed, things were careful build up or escalated based on the challenges the mc got in his way.
The interpersonal moments are not missing, they legit did not happened.
 
dialog with who? the mc can't share his growth with others because he keeps some distance from everyone, the ancient one keeps trolling him or avoids training him, dude had to do most of his discoveries alone about his powers, dude had to self study and only recently had a special room to train properly.

We get his progress with his training since chapter 1, there was a smooth progression of the area he can cover, some major breakthroughs with his second mind creation to do passive shit, his progress in noticing energy better, how he used to use some weird eldrish like voice to talk to others, how he upgraded to the paper avatar.

And most of it we had no dialog because he is not talking to anyone, what dialog you want about his personal progression? Tonys, the Hulk 5, the stuff with Banner had so much progress that it dragged a little at the middle, at some point i just him to be done with baby hulk saga.

That is just the tone of the story, there is nothing being rushed, things were careful build up or escalated based on the challenges the mc got in his way.
The interpersonal moments are not missing, they legit did not happened.

And yet, the MC can actually talk to people, but only ever approaches them for work related things or the baby. There's hardly a connection between many of the characters which could be solved by just having them interact more instead of the author telling us they "they did X that night" before the chapter ends.

The whole 'MC not being able to interact with people bc of identity thing' doesn't hold water because he actually can interact with others, even as paper. What I'm asking for is less TELLING and more showing, which could make Alot of the events that much more pactful. He has plenty of people at this point whom he could talk to, even if he doesn't wish to share his identity yet.

The progress with his powers is a pretty weak point for this fic, as I find myself quickly hoping for that portion to end so I can get back to reading about him interacting with the world. Instead of telling us how his powers have developed, we should be shown instead. It's not fun to read about someone describing power growth and then hardly ever see it except during one major fight.

Either way, I enjoy the fic. But, as I've said recently, it could be so much more if we had more of "Show, don't tell."

And yes, the interpersonal moments are missing because they haven't happened, that was literally my point. And yes, there is rushing in a sense of things are being told and not shown. But, to each their own, I suppose.
 
Chapter 100 : The One with Randall Yapping..... New
A/N - Sorry guys for the inactivity for the past few weeks. IRL seasonal change hit me hard. Regular seasonal Cold, Cough and fever evolved into something more sinister due to my immune system's inability to fight it properly, leading to hospitalisation.
Anyways, double release today! Woohoo!
On a serious note, will try to get back to a regular schedule but let's see. Thanks for reading.


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The Sage of the Mind: Chapter 100[April 2012]

Tunnel Under Manhattan, the Refuge Zone [Time till Chitauri Invasion - 1 month]

–Randall–


"Urgh," With a grunt, he pushed the final part into the entire assembly, which created a clicking sound as the systems came to life with a whine, the Arc Energy pulsing through every single node that he had installed in the miles long tunnel that the Invisible Man had built, as a makeshift emergency center for the entire centre to huddle into.

When he was first approached with this concept, he was very much giddy to be given the opportunity to work on something like this, a giant panic room, with free reign and essentially unlimited resources to do whatever he wanted to create what was essentially a small temporary fortified city, by the Invisible Man.

He was confused at first because all the entry and exit points were either too small or inaccessible without the help of the Invisible Man. When he explained that along with some other problems to the Invisible Man, he was promptly handed the control over the entire project to him, as if he was the authority here.

And yet, over the past month that he had been working on this place, it had been very fast paced and just plain cool to work. According to the Invisible Man, he feared a large-scale invasion of aliens with no place for the citizens to huddle down, until the Invisible Man took care of the threat. It was understandable, and he had even refined the concept further as well.

Building multiple train routes, going deeper underground, and emerging into other boroughs, with the trains capable of carrying thousands of people at once, at lightning speeds to the other boroughs, so that they can get away from the epicentre, while the Invisible Man worked on containing the threat to Manhattan.

That was another oddity, he noticed. The Invisible Man seemed to be sure that the attack would happen on Manhattan, the home field of the Invisible Man, where he was the strongest, the absolutely undisputed powerhouse, and yet, he seemed almost certain that as long as the native population of Manhattan was safely evacuated to the other boroughs, they would be mostly fine.

He thought long and hard about that but the only thing that made sense to him was the notion that the Invisible Man was preparing for some sort of attack on him personally, with the damage to the city being just collateral damage as a result of the fight between the Invisible Man and whoever the third party was.

He soon abandoned that train of thought and worked on doing what he knew best. Tech.

Ah, it was so freeing, so have essentially unlimited budget, what with the babble of Billionaires just waiting to get some sort of command from the Invisible Man, to throw their wealth at someone who was giving them something that all the money in the world would not have been able to buy otherwise.

Security, but not just security. No, money could buy them absolute security in a deep dark bunker in some remote corner of the world with a private military protecting them. That could be bought with money but not what the Invisible Man was giving them right now.

Security in a mundane environment.

Being able to get out on their own, with no stuffy security or no feeling of danger, no fear of being hurt by breathing fresh air, was something that no amount of money could buy for these people.

As such, he had been able to blow through over a hundred million dollars worth of stuff in the past month alone with no sight of the people hesitating to hand over even more money for whatever reason.

The best water purifiers, with enough stored air and supplied to last days at a a time. He was really proud as to how far this had come. When he had taken over, it was just a tunnel with some lights and a couple of reinforced steel rooms built into the corners for any emergency services to use. The Invisible Man had resorted to building giant water tanks and pressured air tankers for use by the people who would take refuge in the area.

While that was practical for someone of his powers, they had to build something that would not require his attention, at all. Something that would run by itself, without any attention required from the Invisible Man since he would be busy fighting the alien or monster or whatever it is that attacked Manhattan. Attacks that would force the entirety of the city to be evacuated would presumably also be potent enough that the Invisible Man would need to focus entirety on the enemy.

With the last part finally installed, he had done it.

His first large scale forcefield installation. He hadn't yet tested the system yet and there were a couple of checks in the tunnel integrity to be done before he could think of turning on the force fields but the generator was installed and more than half of the does were showing ready but still, for his peace of mind, he would check everything once again before hitting the ON switch.

He was about to go up to the city to get a sandwich or pizza but his watch began buzzing with a specific coded alarm.

He sighed, as he realised what the code was for. It was an alarm specifically coded into his systems to warn him if Tony Stark or one of his Iron Men suits were coming any closer to designated special sites, like their subterranean base as well as this tunnel now.

He opened the display and yup, Tony Stark himself was on his way right here, after discovering the closest unfinished entrance to the tunnel. How he found the entrance which was still about 50 ft from the surface, in the underground sewer, was another question he would have to ask the eccentric billionaire, after answering a thousand other questions from the Billionaire, obviously.

He sat down, not on a normal chair but on a forcefield chair, something that he did just so he could flex on Tony when he arrived and saw his awesome creation.

Now, granted, it would not have worked nearly as flawlessly without Arc Energy, energy that was taken straight from the Arc Reactor housing without any refinement and imputed straight into the forcefield cluster he had built for the tunnel.

Great for forcefield applications but it burns out the Arc Reactor far faster than usual.

Well, something to improve in the next iteration then, he thought to himself while deliberately sitting right in front of the point of entry into the tunnel that TOny was using, reading a digital magazine.

Presentation was important and he was a bit of a drama queen.

He didn't have to wait long before the sound of repulsors being fired reached his ears, the subtle whine easily audible to his enhanced senses.

Tony could have easily done away with any noise made by the repulsor systems, with ease but for some reason, he continued to have them in his newer suits as well. Admittedly, it was a nice sound, very futuristic to hear but it was a sound that had no place in the battlefield.

Such were his thoughts when he watched, through the translucent digital magazine, Tony land in the tunnel, with his signature three point landing.

He lowered the magazine, took one look at Tony, and…

"Get off my Lawn!" He grumbled as he stood up, his chair and the magazine dissipating.

"Ha. ha. So funny, Randall," Tony's modulated voice came through the suit before the mask slid off and Tony's obnoxious smug face was revealed to him as he looked around the tunnel, with multiple smaller drones ejecting from his suit.

"So? What you got down here, Randall? Some newer alien? Come on, tell me," Tony asked him, following in his footsteps as he began walking towards the makeshift office he had built for himself in the tunnel, all with a direct line to his systems in the subterranean base, something that he deactivated as soon as Tony set his sights on the system.

"This, Mr.Stark, is a refuge tunnel, being built, to house hundreds of thousands of people, in case an attack of a caliber that hit us recently ever happens again. It has everything, from clean water, and air, to enough storage space to keep food and more importantly, people safe from whatever happens above ground.

"Uh-huh. So a glorified bunker then. I get it. What I want– Is that a force field generator? Oh, that's a clever way to use the Muon bleedout. Hmm," And there he went, Tony in his own world as he snapped his fingers, and summoned one of the drones which flew right into the ceiling and began taking extensive scans of the forcefield node that he had built into the roof, and the floor of the tunnel, cross the entire length of the tunnel.

"Wow, it never occurred to me that the pure muon, something that will fry most electronics could be used to do this. It makes sense, though." Tony began muttering to himself as he floated to the top of the tunnel and reached towards the node and then.....

"Hey!" He found himself shouting and launching himself straight at the floating Iron Man as Tony just ripped out the forcefield node, shutting down the entire network as a precautionary measure he had built into the systems.

Tony flew away but he snatched the node right out of his hands.

Landing on the ground with a thud, he exclaimed, "Come on, Man! Now, I have to repopulate every single one of the nodes into the system, again."

Tony floated down, "That's great. You can show me how then." The smugness in his voice deserved only a single response.

Showing Tony the finger, he stomped with the node in hand, back to his office, to begin the tedious process of repopulating the system with nodes, one by one.

Tony's suits followed behind as they walked to his office, hopefully, Tony had some ideas about the software and what can be done to improve it.

It was not as if he was averse with sharing his technology. It was what the Invisible Man had told him to do, only to be careful to whom it was shared which was fair enough.



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Chapter 101 : Prelude to Showdown New
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The Sage of the Mind: Chapter 101[May 2012]

Manhattan

–Axle Riddle–


"Alright, let's do this," he muttered to himself as he sat cross legged in his room and dove deep into his mind, all other outside thoughts forgotten, and even the patrolling and watch over New York stopped for a moment.

When he opened his eyes, he found himself standing in front of a large blue half circle, which was the shield that surrounded his mind. Yeah, it was a cliche, surrounding one's mind with an indestructible barrier but hey, why change what works?

Especially since he had a multitude of others, just as deadly traps laid down for anyone trying to enter his mind. But he was not here to examine his defenses, no, he was here to check on the mechanism he had built for himself.

His form slowly floated into the shield, bypassing the shield as it wasn't there, and came face to face with a small clock like device, which did not serve the function of a clock. No, it was his last resort, an emergency fail-safe measure just in case he found himself under the tender mercies of Loki, and the Mind Stone he had in his possession, however weakened it might be due to the sceptre.

Right after the barrier was the clock, which would detect if any foreign surge of mental energy was breaking through his shields and trying to breach his mind or not. He didn't know exactly how the Mind Stone or the particular brand of mind control that Loki used but he could take some educated guesses. For one, Loki himself, while capable of some mind control magic, was nowhere near strong enough to breach his defenses, atleast not the current rendition of Loki.

Loki Season 2 might have won but Chitauri Invasion Loki? That bitch would get slapped the second he entered his TK range.

He had set up the mental construct in his mind with one goal and one goal only. Total and utter deletion of memories, of his past life just in case something unstoppable knocked on the doors of his mental shields. It also had a manual trigger, it was quite hard to create, especially since he did not have much time to make both the defenses and the mental trigger.

Just in case, he felt something off and felt as if his mind was about to be destroyed, the mental construct would flip a switch, and the most protected ball of memories at the centre of his mind palace would rip itself apart, rendering his mind catatonic, until it eventually healed itself, just without the memories part.

That served two functions. One, denying Loki, and by extension, Thanos any kind of future knowledge, and two, it would incapacitate him completely. That would reduce Loki's chances of winning in any meaningful manner.

Honestly, it was kind of an extreme measure but he had this thought ever since Randall told him that the tunnel needs to be completely independent of the influence of the Invisible Man, just in case he was busy fighting their foe, and Randall was right. So, they made the tunnel completely independent of any effort required on the Invisible Man's part.

It was also a ploy on his part to let Tony enter the tunnel and do as he pleases, especially since he had given both of them a pretty strict 1 month timeline. He lied to them about getting some intel from his so called teacher about a possible attack in a month, which was not untrue but he didn't specify if the attack was coming from below or from above.

They assumed another attack from the Moloids which spurred them to reinforce the tunnel to such an extent that should a small Nuke, like in canon, hit Manhattan above ground, the tunnel would be affected, yes, but not destroyed and most of the people would live past the blast, only to die a few years later of radiation poisoning but that was something that can be treated later on, especially if he was able to get some artificial CHI up and running.

Lots to do but no time to do it. So, he prioritised the mind defenses and the suicide mechanism built into his mind. He thought that it would have stopped his progress in telepathy but as it turns out, having a calm, stable, and more importantly, organised mind increased his telepathy range by leaps and bounds.

Now, he could read the thoughts of people, faintly, at least in a 500 metre radius. That was progress but he didn't have much time celebrating that because he was busy thinking and overthinking, and thinking anxiously about Loki and the Mind Stone. It was funny that he ignored the Chitauri as an enemy and was only focused on Loki and more importantly, on the Mind Stone itself.

He had to get the Stone for himself, he realised one day. No way was he going to let the freaking Mind Stone, something that could just elevate him to planetary status, get away from his hands.

Once the Invasion was done, he could ambush the SHIELD convoy and take the sceptre for himself. That should be fairly easy, stopping Wanda's awakening, avoiding another threat in the process.

He kept checking up on his mechanisms and built multiple dense tungsten plates with words literally carved onto them, detailing the memories and some clues sprinkled in for future him to read just in case he had to activate the fail safe and essentially, kill himself for the greater good.

God, he was such a wuss. He couldn't even guarantee a win against the lowest tier of army that Thanos had under his command and he had dreams of defeating Thanos himself.

It was just that he didn't have confirmation if his powers could sense Loki or not. He tried with some of the masters who would talk to him but they admitted to not being experts in illusions and what little they did know, he was able to make out their body structure and if not their bodies, he was able to sense the disturbance in the air around him, and locate them that way.

He felt fairly confident in defeating Loki if Loki chose to reveal himself even a second earlier but he was not taking any chances.

He was also keeping a close eye on the Stark Tower, and the SHIELD safehouse in the distance. The second he heard of Loki arriving on the planet, he would hole himself deep underground, even deeper than the Refuge tunnel, with ample food, water, and air, so that he could get the entire Invasion done without ever having to worry about Loki sneaking up on him.

He also had kind of a costume ready, fabric custom made by one of the many cosplaying tailors that lived within the city who were more than happy to get the opportunity to make the official costume for the Invisible Man. He didn;t need much reinforcement but the mad lad was somehow able to learn how to use Kevlar in the suit and then after being supplied the necessary ingredients, was able to make one for him.

Ofcourse, he was compensated fairly, he was not a monster.

He took a deep breath and opened his eyes, noticing that only 2 seconds had passed in his mental world while he had all that internal monologue. His mind was immediately assaulted by the visions of the city, of crimes being committed, or people almost dying due to collisions, all in the span of 2 seconds.

Good Lord, he didn't know what the city would do if he left. He had to do something to prepare them, otherwise the entire city might just collapse when he left. No, he had to make sure that, at the very least, the city was left in somewhat better economic condition than before his debut.

Sure, the Billionaire exodus will happen but he could at least make sure that it was a stable transition. With Randall and Co. here, with his plans to permanently enhance Frank and Daredevil, once he became active, it should help keep the crime low in the city.

Bruce's situation was complex, as he would never leave Bellina out of his sight, and it was true that Bellina was in constant danger, unless she was in the range of the Invisible Man.

So far, he had already stopped 2 dozen attempts by various people from various nationalities from trying to get closer to Bellina, from spying on Bellina, and from trying to get DNA samples from Bellina.

He didn't stop them from doing anything else but once it came to little Bellina, he came down on them like the hammer of justice and after breaking one or two bones, depending on the severity of their actions, tossed them outside the city, right in the impound lot, purpose built for such people, who would randomly be tossed into it, at any time of the day, by the Invisible Man.

He would also pen a report of their actions and deposit it into the nearest Precinct, which filed it as evidence.

Apparently, even with his god like powers, he could not escape the evil that is Bureaucracy.



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Chapter 102 : Maximus Defensus! New
Disclaimer - The rights of the respective characters are with their respective owners. I don't mean to violate their intellectual property rights and thus, only my original characters are my IP.

The Sage of the Mind: Chapter 102[May 2012]

Manhattan

–Axle Riddle–


Breathe In. Breathe Out. In and Out. He repeated the cycle, trying to mold his vast psionic energy into something usable when it came to his telepathy. Being prepared to essentially kill himself just in case Loki got his hands on the strongest Telekinetic on the planet, he was now trying to advance his telepathy.

He was hoping that even if he could not read Loki's mind since the minds of even moderately strong people like Captain America were out of his reach, he could sense his mind. Sense that there was a mind present in his range, even if it was vastly more protected than the normal human's.

Because when it came to Steve Rogers, while he could not read his thoughts, he could, faintly make out his emotions and also could tell that there was a mind present there, it was just not in his capability to read, less said about controlling his mind the better.

For some reason, the controlling aspect doesn't come to him, not even at all. He couldn't even insert some benign suggestions in the minds of people, fairly weak minded people as well. He was hoping to insert a suggestion to STUDY HARD in a random kid's mind but that just seemed like something that would backfire on him and then ruin that kid's life. Maybe he was destined to be a sports star? Or someone who doesn't need to study all that much, like an actor? Or a Musician?

Yes, extensive study is required to become an expert in any field but that would not be STUDYING that schools provide. No, that would be a specific study and he did not want to do anything to affect innocent people's minds. That was going a step too far, in his opinion.

So, he sought out the criminals of the city. Turns out, there weren't many. Not in the process of actively committing a crime anyway. While he was sure that most of the Russian variety of Billionaires in the city had hundreds of crimes to their name, none of them were done in his purview and he had yet to see an arrest warrant for any of them.

He had received dozens of arrest warrants from multiple authorities of the US government and after minimal consultation with the Mayor and the local authorities, he made sure that the person against whom a legitimate arrest warrant had been issued, was safely put into the respective authorities' custody.

The Government was worried in the beginning that he would not respect the law but aside from Bruce's situation, he had not yet openly flouted any law. Well, aside from ALL the privacy laws that the US government might have but then again, the government flouts it as well, so who would police him in that regard?

At the moment, he was trying his best to increase his telepathic range, something that was so very hard because while he did have vast amounts of psionic energy, it was getting harder and harder to manipulate said energy into something useful. It was easy to strengthen his TK. Use it over and over, over and over again until his tank was completely depleted.

The thing here was that the tank was so absurdly large and the hose was so freaking small, that it was all but impossible for him to put any meaningful dent in the tank. So, there he was, stuck in his apartment, trying to do something to get the jitters off. It had been a week since the tunnel was completed, with everything he could think of and more. Dedicated hospitals had been built in that place, which would mostly be unnecessary because he would keep a close eye on everything but then again, Randall's idea of self sufficiency was correct.

It had all the supplies needed, along with multiple large water tanks, with the filtration plants connected directly to the river water. They were all powered by a giant Arc Reactor which provided centralised power and then, each unit had another smaller Arc Reactor just in case the bigger one failed for some reason.

It was quite an intricate design. Randall and Tony working together were able to build the forcefield much faster than just Randall working on it. They had even tested the forcefield and theoretically, he was able to focus about 10% of his total strength on a single point on the forcefield before it burst apart, destroying some nodes and one of the Arc Reactors.

That was…great. It might have broken at his 10% but there were not many things that could exert that much pressure in such a small area. He was sure that even one of the Leviathans crashing on the forcefield would not destroy it because the weight would be much more distributed.

Seeing the effectiveness of the shields, Tony had the idea to install some of them in his tower as well. Well, that worked out exactly as he planned it to work out. So far, he could see partial installation being done on the penthouse floors.

The end of the month was in sight and there were still no signs of Loki arriving. He couldn't even subtly inquire about the Tesseract or anything. Fury wouldn't tell him anything anyway.

All he could do was focus on the city, do his job, strengthen his telepathy, something that he should have done ages ago, and then wait.

…..



Okay, where the fuck was Loki? He thought to himself, frustrated at the lack of any action. He was getting more and more anxious as the days went by. There were now only 5 days left in the month of May and if his memory was correct, The New York invasion happened in the month of May itself.

In the meantime, there had been another development. A new company, with Stark Industries being a minority shareholder and Bruce and Dr.Cho being the majority shareholders, had been created, headquartered right in Manhattan.

It was aptly named Maximus Defensus Pvt. Ltd.

Bruce had asked him for a name and with no way of backing out of his absurd suggestion, Bruce watched helplessly as his first company, his first corporate endeavour was named something so silly. In his defense, it was just a way to get rid of some of the stress he was accumulating.

Already, he could see many people pointing at the name on the building and whispering amongst themselves. It was not to the point of outright laughing but it certainly was odd.

As for what the company did, well, it created skin grafts. The strongest skin grafts that any company did. Fury and the US military, having known about it beforehand, had already booked all the available slots. Extensive testing had been done by basically all the branches of the military and it would be safe to say that the company was now basically drowning in money, as the government threw whatever they asked at them, just to get their soldiers bulletproof.

And it wasn't even completely bulletproof either. Sure, it was stronger than Kevlar but they couldn't do the skin grafts on any part of the body. Most extremities were covered obviously, but a bullet to the back of the head will still put them down, just like any normal human.

Even then, the military was jumping at the chance to get their soldiers enhanced in quantities ranging in the hundreds, with no horrible side effects or fancy super soldier serums.

SHIELD had gotten their cut as well, as was discussed in the deal they had with Tony and the Invisible Man as the witnesses, to make sure that Bruce was not ripped off.

It was safe to say that little Bellina… wouldn't have to worry about money, at all, in the future.

Bruce expressed some concerns about going into the military industrial complex but Tony was the one who explained to him that he was not creating stuff to kill people, just defend people better.

Plus, Bruce had strictly put 40% of all the available slots to be used for civilians only, out of which most of them would be free anyway. THe skin grafts also had a very low rejection rate so people across the country would soon be pouring in to get their grafts for free, subsidised by the revenue coming in from the military, obviously.

NYPD was getting some of them as well, on his suggestion, just in case.

As all these thoughts ran through his mind, his mind still ended up going to the root question of all.

WHERE.THE.FUCK.WAS.LOKI??!!


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