Sneak Peak
12/31/1947, Peterson Residence, Blue Harbour
The members of The little group had all been at the work, creating a nice little party for their people when they saw that there was sight that made the group curious now, Namor going and walking towards it now, pressing his hand onto the seam and the moment that he did so, there had been a sucking sound, “NOT AGAIN–!” Randal shouted as Namor was taken away from them once more.
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4/6/2099, Nova Atlantea, Atlantic Ocean
Namor had been thrown out, looking around with some shock and confusion, he looked around before he started to get reacquainted with… well with everything that was around him, looking around, the Prince realized that he was in the water, panicking, he went and started to rise up, at least until he noticed that there was a sound of people that were approaching the group now.
Seeing that there was a group of Atlanteans, all of them either blue skinned, green skinned or a variety of pinkling shades that made The Prince surprised by the sight as some of the more beastial Atlanteans had snarled, “Another Replication of Namor! Seize and Destroy it!” one of them said as they had rushed forward, “Imperius Rex!” The soldiers had said as the group charged forward.
Seeing this, Namor had dodged a trident, grabbing at the weapon and then tearing it out of their hands, he hit them with the butt of the weapon now and as he did so, Namor glared, “Imperius Rex!” He snarled towards them, charging towards the largest one of them now, rushing forward with enough strength to throw him backwards now and then head upwards, “He’s going to breach the bubble!” One shouted.
“Stop him–!” “Take him down!” “Do not worry! The Sub–Mariner shall stop him!” Another had shouted and hearing that, Namor was confused, at least until he had been punched in the jaw, flinging him into the side and into the mountain, he had sputtered, confused and angry when he saw a blue skinned man glaring towards him wearing black pants and a sort of vest, his hair long but not hiding the red circle on his forehead.
“I know Namor, he passed the title to me and I shall not dishonor him by allowing YOU to exist.” Roman had snarled towards the man now, going and swimming forward, but Namor would not allow him to hit him again, raising his hands to grab at the fists of his opponent, he was used to overpowering his enemy, but this one had as much strength as he did, surprising Namor as he was pushed back now.
“I do not know where I am or who you are, but I am Namor, Son of Fen and exiled prince of Atlantis, I will not be defeated by you!” he had shouted towards the group now in fury as he went and began to start fighting against the opponent now, he had tried to get away now, swimming upwards as fast as possible now when he heard the roar of a large beast.
Looking, he saw that there was Tiny who had been roaring towards him now, the beast going and slapping him down with his claw and hitting him had shot the Atlantean down on the ground now, causing Tiny to go and slam his foot down onto Namor once and twice and three times before eventually he fell down now, getting a bit blurry now but could have sworn he saw Nammu on his back now.
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4/6/2099, Medical Center, Nova Atlantea
Namor started to get up now, looking about everything that was there and it was making the Prince a bit worried by the sight now when he had seen that there was an old woman who had been sitting in a chair, looking towards Namor, “Now, the question is… are you Replication or something else?” the woman asked, making the Prince confused, “Why would I be? Are you enemies of Vyrra?” he asked.
That made the old woman laugh, “Vyrra? I hadn’t heard that name in decades.” the woman said as she looked to the doctor that was there, “Well… what do your scans say?” The woman had asked of the doctor who had sighed, “It appears that this is–” he started to say before pausing, appearing shocked, “This is Namor McKrnzie, aged Twenty Seven Years, Ten Months and Nine Days old.”
The woman looked towards him and then gave a sharp whistle that made him a bit surprised, “Not bad, though you get better with age.” she said towards him, making the Prince confused, “What do you mean with age?” he asked of them, making the two look at each other before the doctor spoke, “The date is currently April Sixth in the year 2099.” he told Namor, shocking him.
“Are you saying that I had been transported over Fifty Years in the future?” he asked in shock right now as the man that fought against him who had walked out now and looked towards him now, “So then, you are Namor McKenzie, The K– Prince of Atlantis, correct?” he asked of Namor, making the Prince shocked as he heard that, “How are– what caused this?” he asked of them all, making the woman scoff.
“According to you, New Year's Eve is a moment when reality is weak… it causes moments like these to happen.” She said towards the Atlantean and hearing that, he was confused before realizing that there was children who were looking at him behind the doors and such before he had gotten up, “Hello there.” he said towards them, “I am Namor, who are you?” he asked of them.
That made the children looking towards the old woman who shook her head, “Shoo! Granny will tell you everything later.” she said towards them, making the group nod and start to run out now while a man had walked in, looking like Namor only he had Dark Red Wine Hair walk in now, looking around, he started to get a bit surprised by that as The man looked towards him with a curious expression.
Following behind him was an older man who had looked like him, if head a mustache and goatee, “Namor, it’s good to see you.” The older man said as The Red Haired him had went to help the older woman up, “Namor, I take it?” The Prince asked the ancient king who chuckled towards that now as he looked towards the man, “Son, this is my younger self, back from 1947.” he told them.
That made the man look at him with some surprise now, “Father, it’s a pleasure to see you.” The Man said, surprising Namor by that statement, looking towards him and the hair… it made him smile now while the woman had looked towards the man, “Tell me, was that Dorma or another red head?” he asked of the older Namor and Roman who had looked towards each other now.
“We should keep the information you know to a minimum.” Namor said towards him now as they started to move towards the exit, seeing this, Namor decided to follow after them now, “What happened? Where is this place?” he had asked of the group and hearing that, the Prince went to follow after them now, they started to head down the aisle before going to leap through the window.
As they had done so, Old Namor smiled towards him now, “This is Nova Atlantea, the new Capital of our people.” he said towards the man now and hearing that, the Atlantean saw so many people there, some of them looking like ancient animals, others like himself with groups who had suits which allowed them to breathe here, most likely surface dwellers with some habitats for them.
The sight had been shocking to say the least as the group had continued to swim, one in particular who had been swimming around them approached now, it was an Atlantean that looked similar to Nammu if it weren’t for her fashion, “Dorma, we have a guest from my past.” Old Namor said towards the woman who looked towards Young Namor and then smiled, “Father! You look so young and handsome!” she told him.
Namor was surprised by that statement as the Dorma who was before him went and hugged the man tightly, “It’s so great to see you so young! Are you and Mama sleeping with each other yet?” she asked with a smirk while Roman looked towards them with annoyance right now, “Dorma, he’s at the end of 1947, not yet.” Namor said towards her while Roman had heard a beep on his wrist.
Looking towards the device, he sighed, “I’m needed by The Avengers, your Highness, I will be off now.” he said towards them, making Dorma smile, “Tell my Great Nephew I’ll be there for dinner.” Dorma told the man who nodded towards her as he went and pressed a button on his wrist, vanishing it seemed from them now, Namor looked towards his older self, “What was that? What’s an Avenger?” he asked.
“Ha… The Avengers are a Spoiler, they’re like The Squadron Supreme without all of the secrecy.” The old man explained towards him while Dorma smiled, “Speaking of The Squadron, Kingsley had wanted me to tell you that Krakoa Atlantea is doing fine, they finally got the gravity bubbles working correctly.” Dorma explained to her father, making Namor confused by the statement.
“Krakoa Atlantea? Gravity Bubbles?” he asked, making Dorma look towards him, realizing what she said towards him with some worry right now, “Do we need to…?” she asked of the Older Namor, doing a hand motion he didn’t recognize, “No, I am supposed to remember all of this, and a few other things.” he said towards them now as they continued to swim, “Now then, let us head towards Old Atlantis.” he told Namor now.
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4/6/2099, Old Atlantis Quarter, Nova Atlantea
Namor had looked around with some shock towards it all, seeing how The city he had grown up in had appeared to be so… it looked like it had been advanced, but there was also things that reminded him of the old city he grew up in, “My King!” one of the Atlanteans had shouted, causing a group to continued to do so, “My King!” “My King!” “My Princess!” “It is good to see you again, my princess.” they said.
He was shocked at all of the admiration that was coming from the Atalanteans here, they had looked towards all of the people that were there, it was… it made the Prince wonder what had caused so much change for their people that they had seemed so happy to see him and his daughter, his future daughter, “My king, The sons of Byrrah are protesting at his grave again.” one of the soldiers had said, swimming forward.
“Byrrah?” he asked of the group, confused and shocked by the statement as the two looked, Dorma had cracked her knuckles now with a wide smile now and as she did so, Namor had gotten a bit worried about what was going on but obviously, but obviously that was caused by himself now as Namor had decided to follow her, “Remember! He cannot be harmed!” Old Namor shouted back to her.
That made the woman nod towards that as she turned to look towards the scene where he saw that there were a group of blue skinned Atlanteans that all had the fashion of Byrrah, making the Prince scowl at the sight now, hating how they had used the symbol of his stepbrother and wanted to attack now, “Kill The Princess and her sycophant!” one shouted towards the group now, making them snarl.
Going to attack him, but the group had raised up weapons and fired towards the two, Namor thought them like lead bullets, but as he saw that Dorma was moving away from their paths of attack and seeing that, Namor was confused as a blast of sonic energy hit him and that made him start to grab his ears in pain now, screaming now as they had started to approach the Prince.
“Is this a replication? Does the House McKenzie flaunt our oldest laws so easily?!” one shouted, going to draw a blade to stab him and as he did so, there was a glitch around reality now, making them all pause, looking around in confusion towards it all, “What in the name of Byrrah?” one of the men asked as Dorma had charged forward and kneed him in the cheek, “Get away from my dad!” she snapped.
That made the group pause and then look towards the pair of them, “This is the false King? The one that stated your tainted line?” one of them asked with a smile now, making the Prince worried as they had seemed more excited, “If we kill him now, then our true king will be able to take his throne, He will become King!” The leader said now, making both look at each other now before Dorma had smiled.
“Do you honestly think that my Father would allow his past self to leave the safety of the Palace with just me as security?” she asked of the man, making the Sons of Byrrah look around now before a phantom had begun to rise up now, ghosts that snarled and looked like beasts of the sea which were going to swarm them now, Namor shocked, having only seen something like this with Samoh and on Halloween.
“This… this is incredible.” He said towards them with shock right now as the spirits restrained them, Dorma had laughed towards them now as a new person had entered the area now, looking to be thing, wearing a billowing black robe as well as a strange bone like mask that had a single eye, looking towards the men with a strange cock of their head, “Shall I silence them, Princess Dorma?” she asked.
“Not yet, Samoh.” Dorma said, shocking Namor that the young girl who had been so spooked before, now she was… this! “Monsieur Namor, it is a pleasure to see you once more.” The woman had told him with a bow, “Le Necrogateur will be happy to know you are not deceased.” she said towards him, making The Prince confused by that before seeing there was more coming in now.
They had all appeared to be wearing armor, confusing the Prince now as he saw how there was a complement with all of them at the ready now, looking to see how there was some reverence amongst them now as the Atlanteans had revealed how there was some that looked more like him, one of them looking like he hailed from Africa, “Iya, se baba agba da?(Mother, is grandfather okay?)” he asked of her.
That made the woman nod towards the group now and seeing that, the Prince was confused as the man looked towards the group now with the young man smiling, looking towards him with admiration now, “Namor, is everything all right?” The red haired Namor asked of him, making The Prince nod towards him now, “I’m fi– fi–” he started to say before everything started to glitch and he collapsed now.
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4/6/2099, The Monument, Atlantic Ocean
Namor had awoken now and as he did so, looking around, he saw that there were Atlanteans who had looked at him, the old woman from before with a strange woman that had pale blue skin, black markings with golden eyes and fins on her arms and legs, “You’re awake!” A voice said in his mind, shocking him now at the voice, “You’ve been here for too long.” the woman told him now.
“Byrrah’s forces will be here soon, we need to move, fast.” Samoh said towards them now, looking like she had been half burned and half alive, “We need to move fast or else he’ll salt us.” she warned while Namor looked towards them with confusion, “I don’t understand, what happened to the utopia I saw?” he said, making the woman cackle, “You being stuck here did it!” she spat towards him now.
“Without you, Byrrah and Krang were able to take over! They waged war with The Surface and The Surface had poisoned us! Now Latveria is attempting to wipe us out while Byrrah is trying to wipe out anyone that does not follow him!” She said, starting to cackle now before she had looked towards the group now as Namor had been roughly pulled up by an aged Kekoa and some other men helped him up.
“Where am I going?” he asked of them, making the group look towards him, “There is a way to send you home, a way so that we can bring back the future you know.” the old woman said as Bobo started to drag in some sort of platform, old with white hair, he had been panting now as The Atlantean who had been missing some fingers and a leg replaced with metal.
“Get him the Hell out of here!” he said towards them now and hearing that, Namor had been pushed outside and that was when he saw a statue of Byrrah with Krang, the former holding a child and looking to the future it seemed while the latter held a trident and seemed to be facing off against Namor as he stabbed downwards into the corpse of Namor who had been defeated in a fight.
“Byrrah’s son is here!” The woman shouted out towards them all, pulling out a horn now which she went to blow, “Devour them all!” She said with a laugh now, “Consume the heretics and make them regret their choice of joining the side of Byrrah!” she said with a laugh as a spear had been thrown to attack her, “Come on!” Bobo shouted as the man from before, Roman, but this time he was a pinkling in armor.
As he and the group had fought, most of them with some form of rifle or spear, Samoh with the dead that seemed to consume her unlike before, Bobo had typed in the coordinates, “How do I stop this? How do I make sure that you stay back home and be the best king you can be!” he shouted, kicking him into the opening portal now, the last thing being a glitch now as The Universe reverted back to what he first saw.
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12/31/1947, Peterson Residence, Blue Harbour
Namor had dropped onto the ground now, gasping as he looking around everything now as Nammu and the Petersons had ran over to him now, “Namor, what happened?” Randal asked as Nay got into his lap now and saw that there was something, “What’s this?” she asked, making the group look and see that it was some sort of small square that had metal and gold in some strange rectangular hole.
“I have no idea, I think they gave it to me back when I was there.” he said towards them, making the group surprised by the statement, “What was it, aliens? Demons? Angels?” Veronica asked, making Namor shake his head, “It was Fifty Two years into the future.” he told them both now which made the group all look towards him with some surprise at that statement.
“Was I there? Was Nay? What was it like?” Nammu had asked of them now and hearing that, The Prince had taken a deep breath now as the man looked to the group as they started to get up now, “I’ll explain it all better back in the house, but it might take a while.” he explained to the group, making them all curious at the sound of that as he went inside to tell them everything.
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“And that was when Bobo had thrown me back through the portal and home.” he said towards the group and hearing that, the members had been shocked to say the least at all of these clues and what it meant, “So you had a daughter and a son?” Randall asked in confusion, “Yes, and one of them had been named after Dorma, and that’s curious.” he said to them.
That made Nammu give a whistle, “Well, if that king is any indication, I don’t think we’ll have to worry about her.” she said towards the group while the sleepy Nay had yawned, “What about Mr. Roman?” she asked of the group, “What’s a… What’s a Sub–Mariner?” she said to the group and hearing that, the members of their little group had been shocked by the information they had.
“I need to write it all down, and I need to make sure that there is no chance that Byrrah’s future will be the one to take place.” he told the group now, stretching when he noticed that there was some clay from his… his hobby, that he went to get to work on, trying to remember everything now as Randall went to listen to everything that the man could recall so that they could prepare for whatever would come.
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1/1/1948, Peterson Residence, Blue Harbour
The Atlantean and the man had finished up now, Randall having finished up with the journal now while Namor looked at the sculptures that were there with his collection of Dorma imagery, it having been a great way to try and control his temper, stroking one of his favorite Dorma images while Dorma McKenzie, the daughter he might have, had looked towards him now.
“She looks more like you than Dorma.” he said which made Namor take a breath, hating that she was right about that for the moment when looking up towards the two images, “Well, she had my temper too, and I think she knew one of the men there.” he said, pointing to the African Atlantean that had been there before the glitch, “But what I really worry about is the unknow between now and then.” Namor explained.
Randall knew his friend, he knew that he was the kind of person to do the best he can for his people, even if he was dubbed the villain by them, but from what he was describing, he was saying, there was much that was going on in the future, and it made the man smile to his friend, “Whatever you’re going to do, know that we’re all at your side.” he promised, making him smile with the new year coming for them.