External Threats
1/14/1943, Casablanca, Morocco
Namor had been in the water right now, looking around at everything that was there underwater with some caution as he had noticed that there was NOTHING Nazi related around there, as if the place had been scrubbed clean and it had made Namor angry, he had been looking everywhere for signs of Nammu like Domra had told him, but there was nothing at all that pointed to her being here.
He and the other members of The Atlanteans had all been cautious, Joseph had been flying up in the sky, Skymax had been disguised as one of the assistants of Churchill, Zarda had been brought by a passenger plane and now she was pretending to be a tourist, all the while Namor was in the water, all of them there and watching them for safety and in case one of The Axis Supers had come in.
Taking a deep breath, Namor had picked up a stone before he had went and thrown it with a force that had destroyed a boulder, he was furious! He had lost another person that he had cared about, and it seemed that nobody could find her!where ever she was, whatever had happened to Nammu, he knew two things, one, that she hadn’t given up, and two, she will tear them apart the moment she was free.
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1/14/1943, Schmidt Lab, Sunndalsøra
Nammu had woken up, she had been submerged in a tank of saltwater now and looking around, the Atlantean had noticed that there was Doctor Werner Schmidt there who had looked at her with interest, “Freut mich zu sehen, dass du wach bist, Nammu. Wie geht es den kleinen Magni und Modi?(Glad to see you are awake, Nammu, how are little Magni and Modi?)” he asked, having named them that.
Hearing the names that had been chosen by both Werner and Meranno had chosen, the Strong one and the Angry one, it had made her furious, but she had hoped that they were appropriate, “Sie sind gesund, Herr Doktor, genau wie ich gehofft habe.(They are healthy, doctor, just like I hoped.)” she had said towards him, making him smile, “Oh?” he had asked of her.
“Ja,(Yes,)” she had said towards him, “Denn wenn ich mit meinen Babys fliehe, werde ich dafür sorgen, dass sie sich gegen alles stellen, was du liebst, während ich alles verbrenne, wofür du jemals gearbeitet hast.(Because when I escape with my babies, I am going to make sure that they stand against everything you love while I burn everything you've ever worked for.)”
That had made the man lose his smile at that, “Stellen Sie sicher, dass sie Beruhigungsmittel einnimmt. Wir wollen nicht, dass der erste unserer Arier–Atlanter zu Schaden kommt.(Make sure that she stays sedated, we don't want the first of our Aryan–Atlanteans harmed.)” he had said, making her glare while started to prepare for everything that was to come.
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1/17/1943, Casablanca, Morocco
Namor had been walking around and as they had went and started to look around, he was wearing a shirt and some pants, looking like a fisherman right about now and as Namor had walked around, looking around, he had heard some snippet from Sk’ym’x about them working on assisting the Soviets against the Germans in the East by taking attention, that was useful, but there was also something else.
He had started to wonder what else was going on before Namor had noticed that John Falsworth had been talking to somebody in a threshold, someone that had seemed to be hidden in the shadows with another which had made Namor curious at that, he had hid, watching them as he had noticed the two men there, one seemed to move his head, looking towards his direction.
He had leaned forward and whispered into John’s ear before he and the other man had went and headed inside, neither one of them letting him see anything and it had made Namor even more curious as John had went and started to look around at that before he had noticed Namor, “Namor–?” “Who were those two men?” Namor had asked and hearing that, John had sighed.
“They’re old friends, one’s Italian, the other’s German, and they’re working as spies for us.” he had explained, making Namor nod, “And they’re staying hidden because they can’t risk exposure, correct?” he had asked, “Correct.” John had said and hearing that, Namor could almost believe them, “Can I at least have their codenames, in case we accidentally hear anything about them?” Namor had asked.
Hearing that, John had looked towards the building and then back towards him before sighing, “Romulus and Pluto.” John had said and hearing that, Namor had nodded at that, knowing those names and even more curious about what was going on with that, “Alright then, thank you for trusting me with that.” he had told him before heading out and planning to figure out what was going on.
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1/24/1943, Casablanca, Morocco
The talks had been finishing up now and as Namor had looked at The leaders of The English and British Government as well as The Free French Forces, they had started to work together now and with that, Namor had learned that they had more than just Joseph and The Canadians all there, it was good, it meant that they were going to get more serious with the fighting.
As Namor had headed towards the boat where Zarda, Skymax and Spectrum were, Namor had went and sat besides them, “Do any of you know about a Romulus or a Pluto?” he had asked, making the group look at each other before Spectrum had spoken, “Yeah, I heard from Trion and Max about Pluto.” he had said, “Apparently there was this person that met with their brother and they warned about him.”
Hearing that, the others had looked, “What do they say about Pluto?” Zarda had asked of her, “That he was a creature, some sort of monster that was planning to cause some chaos.” he had said and hearing that, they were all curious, “How?” Namor had asked, unsure about that, “What kind of monster is he?” Skymax had asked in curiosity, all of them curious as they had looked at everyone around them.
“From what they could gather, they’re something called a Deviant.” Spectrum had said and hearing that, they had all looked at each other, “I’ve heard of those,” Namor had said, looking around at everything there, “They were the original inhabitants of Lemuria, before The Metal Gods from The Stars had sunk The City with Atlantis.” he had told them and hearing that, the group had all looked at each other.
They were all surprised at that before he spoke, “How about Romulus, do any of you have an idea on him?” Skymax had asked, having never heard of something like that, “I knew a Romulus.” Zarda had told them, “When me and my parents had ventured to the outside world, we had met him and his sister.” she had explained, making them all curious, “When was this?” Namor had asked of her.
“Back in the 16th Century, when you humans were discovering Roanoke.” she had told them and hearing that, they had all been curious at that, “I saw John Howlett talking to a pair that he had identified as Romulus and Pluto.” he had said and hearing that, the group had all looked at each other before there was an agreement, “We need to find out more.” Skymax said with all of them wondering what was happening.
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2/1/1943, Big Ben, London
Jacqueline Falsworth had been going through everything that was there when The Whizzer had went and approached her, “Hey, Jacqueline.” he had said towards her, “By any chance, have you heard about a Romulus or a Pluto?” he had asked, making Jacqueline curious, “Romulus? Pluto?” she had asked in confusion at that, “We heard about them from your Uncle John.” he had said towards her.
That had made her confused at that, “No, I haven’t heard about either… are they some new Nazi Agents? Spies?” she had asked, making the man shake his head, “They have no idea, we figure you or Monty might have heard about either one.” he had told her and hearing that, Jacqueline had thought, “You know, I think I heard about Romulus once.” she had told him.
“Truly?” Toro had asked with Jim there as well, “Yes, from one of my father’s old stories… a supposed Wolf Man who was fighting for The Italians, somebody that had seemed to cause chaos, but nobody had any idea who he was, where he was from… it was a mystery and all anybody knew was that he could never be trusted.” she had said and hearing that, the two got worried.
“So if John Falsworth was talking to him…?” Robert had started and they all had the same thought, “I think that Montgomery should hear about this.” Jim had said and hearing that, they had went and started to think on how they would be giving the new to him right about now with a bit of worry right now at what exactly it was that John Falsworth was doing right now.
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2/5/1943, Bobo’s Home, Long Beach
Bobo had been whittling, waiting as he had seen that some Atlanteans had started to come out, looking around at everything before they had noticed the scruffy Bobo who had started to grow his hair out and get a beard, “Prince Bobo,” one of them had said with a salute, “We are honored with your assistance.” he had said as Bovo had went and stood up, “Get inside.” he had told them.
They had went and followed after him and into his home where he had some clothes and such, “If you are to enter this country and pretend to be a human, you will have these forms of identification on your person.” The Prince had said as he had showed his drivers license and birth certificate that he had to work to get, the Atlanteans had nodded at that, “Understood.” one of them said.
They had started to pull out their own forms of identification right now and showing them everything like Bobo had sent to his brother, “These all look in order.” he had told them all, making The Atlanteans proud of that, “But, if you’re going to pass as Americans to infiltrate their world, we’re going to have to work on mannerisms.” he had told them all, making them give looks in confusion.
“To start with, land dwellers are much more conservative, and prefer to give up their control for safety.” he had told them as he had went and showed them some photographs that were there and as they had went and looked through everything that was there before one of them had went and spoken, “That is just insane!” one said, making Bobo chuckle, “Yes, but it can be so beautiful.”
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2/14/1943, Kendal Residence, New Canaan
Cass had been looking around at everything before she had finally found her sister, “Lizzie!” Cass had shouted towards her sad looking sister who had been looking at a drawing that she had an artist make a year or so ago, “Who’s that?” Cass had asked, making the woman look at her then back to her image, “His name is Bobo.” she had told Cass, making her smile.
“Kind Tide.” Cass had said, remembering the name and that had made Liz seem more upset to the young girl, “Yes, he was… a summer love.” she had told Cass, making Cass look at it again with interest, “I wish I had one.” Cass had told her, making Liz give a look, “What about you and Phillip?” she had asked of Cass, and hearing that, Cass had grinned, “He’s my future Husband! Not a Summer love.”
That had made Liz smile towards her, glad that she had wanted that, her parents had wanted her to marry him anyways, his family was wealthy but not well renown, and they were well renown, but not wealthy, it was the perfect pairing that had given both of them what they had wanted in this situation as Cass leaned back, thinking, “How many kids do you want?” LIz had asked her.
“I want a big family!” Cass had told her, “So that they can all have each other like how I have you.” Cass had said and hearing that, Liz had smiled, going to hug her closely, as tightly as she possibly could right now and that had made Cass smile at that as she had hugged her tightly, making Cass smile at that as she had went and gotten up, “So then! What do you want to do this Valentine’s Day?” she had asked.
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2/20/1943, The Capital, Atlantis
Dorma had been looking over everything that they had found from Nammu’s quarters as well as the information that had been sent by Namor thanks to the information that he had found, Dorma had taken a breath at that as she had went and started to organize everything, at least until she had seen that Krang was entering, “Warlord Krang,” she had said towards him, “To what do I owe this pleasure?”
Krang had swam in, looking around at everything that was there before he had spoken, “There’s a situation we need to speak about.” he had told her, “Is this about Werner Schmidt?” she had asked of the Atlantean who had shaken his head, “No, this is about splitting apart our fields of information.” he had told her, making Dorma curious at that as he had whistled for Byrrah and another to come in.
The blonde had smiled which had made the stern face of Opistho, “Byrrah will be working on The Americas for intelligence.” Krang had told her, “Meanwhile Opistho who has experience in Lemuria, will handle The Pacific.” he had told her, “Leaving Europe and Africa for me?” she had asked of him, making Krang smile, “Exactly.” he had told her, “To make sure that no one like Meranno can attack our network completely.”
Byrrah and Opistho had both went down and looked at everything, “Where is The Pacific information?” Opistho had asked and as she had been about to speak, Byrrah had started to pull and tear off everything about The Americas, “What are you doing? You’ll mess up years of work!” she had snapped towards him, making Byrrah look at everything, “I’m taking what The Emperor has ordered.” he had said.
Byrrah had went and continued to tear things off before Opistho spoke, “My Prince.” he had said, “Perhaps you should listen to the advice of The Woman that had refined this network.” he had told him, his palm on the pommel of his blade and Dorma’s eyes had glowed, making the Prince glare at before before he had dropped them, making a mess, “I will return for everything.” he said before swimming off.
As he had done so, Dorma had relaxed before she had went and started to pick things up, “Thank you, for helping.” she had told him, “The Emperor gave us a mission, he was interfering, that is all.” Opistho had said towards her and hearing that, Dorma had nodded, going and taking the files, she didn’t find a friend, but at least somebody that wasn’t an enemy.
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3/1/1943, Big Ben, London
Namor and Jim had been looking around, as they had done so, the former had went and looked over everything that was there, as they had done so on the reports, Namor had paused on one of them which had confused him, “The Purple Man?” he had muttered, making Jim look towards him, “Purple Man?” Jim had asked of him as he had approached, looking and seeing that it was a photograph.
On it was a shadowy man in a German uniform, but there was also something else, there was a man in a German uniform, but he had fangs like an animal and his claws had been on display as he had went and dug them into what appeared to be a spy, “The one opening his head like it was made of lettuce is The Purple Man, another Enhanced with one of the few photos of Romulus.” he had said.
That had made Jim lean forward, remembering the name from the conversations that they had and were a bit surprised at it, “Huh… he really doesn't want to be photographed.” Jim had said to him before taking a magnifying glass and read a word that had been carved into a wall, “Crule.” And that had made Jim confused, “What’s Crule?” he had asked of Namor who was curious.
“I don’t know… I’ll ask Zarda–” “Ask Zarda what?” The Utopian had said towards them as she had entered the area and looked around, “We wanted to ask you about this word…” Jim had said as he had slid the photograph towards her which she had picked up, reading the word, “Crule?” she had asked of them in confusion, “We think it’s related to The Purple one there.” he had told her.
That had made Zarda curious as she had went and looked it over, “I’m sorry… but I’ve never heard of a Crule before.” she had told them, making the pair sigh at that when Triton had spoken when he had entered, “The Crule One?” he had asked, making them look towards the now entering Inhuman, “You’ve heard of this word?” Namor had asked of Triton who had nodded at that.
“Yes, it was an old legend.” Triton had said towards them, “Long ago, there were Eight Strangers that had come to our home, centuries ago… each taking a title… Corruption, Patience, Wisdom, Ferocity, Deception, Passion, Adventure and Tribulation, they were something beyond us.” he had told them and hearing that, the group had looked at each other, “So which one was Crule?” Namor had asked.
Triton had looked down at the picture and knew who, “He was most likely Ferocity.” The young man had told them, and how they had heard it was centuries ago… how there were seven more like them, the group were a bit worried at what something like him would have come from, “Is there anything else you can tell us about Crule?” Zarda asked, and hearing that, Triton started to tell them.
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4/25/1943, New Canaan, Connecticut
Cass and Phillip had been walking with their parents, the two families growing close together and due to it they were smiling at each other before there was a person who was there at a nearby bench, raising his hand to the sky, he had taken a deep breath before he had went and looked towards them, “Hello there.” he had said towards them, his eyes had been shielded by some Coolray sunglasses on.
“Hello there…” her father had said as he had went and stood up, “My name is Burke, we spoke on the telephone…?” he had said, making both fathers give a startled response before Mr. Kendal had offered his hand towards the man, “Mr. Burke! I thought that we would be meeting later?” he had asked as Mr. Burke had smiled, “I wanted to meet your lovely family, both of yours.” he had told them.
That had made them all smile and look towards the man as he had went and bent down to go and kiss Liz’s hand before he had knelt down to the pair, “You must be Phillip Rice, and you must be Sandy Kendal.” he had had said towards her, making Cass giggle at that, “My name is Cassandra, not Sandy!” She had said, making Burke nod at that, “Of course… my apologies.” he had told her.
He had then proceeded to lower his Coolrays and reveal his eyes, making her gasp at how the sclera, iris, even the pupil were all various shades of purple which handmade Phillip scared while Cass had looked in wonder at the sight that was before her, “They’re beautiful.” she had told him, making Burke go and put his Coolrays back on before he had looked towards the adults.
“Well then! Shall we get down to business?” he had asked of them, making the men go and walk off, Phillip going to hug his mother while Liz had looked to Cass who was still looking at Burke, “His eyes were that pretty?” she had asked, making Cass nod, “They were weird.” Phillip had told her, making Cass glare, “They were not! They were Purple! The Prettiest Purple I’ve ever seen!”
Hearing that, the women there had been a bit surprised by that as Burke had chatted with them so easily, grinning and telling them what appeared to be a new business plan, as he had spoken, Cass looked towards Phillip once more who still looked scared and seeing that, Cass didn’t like it, it was something they were going to have to work on later, hopefully he wouldn’t be the same when they had a family.