The shield which blanketed the surface of Titan and
protected it from attack shimmered, sparkled, and
vanished. The machinery which had generated it lay as a
smouldering pile of half-melted rubble in the central
control room. And Drax the Destroyer bellowed in
"Grab him!" Mentor called out. "He must
not damage anything else!"
Ms. Marvel rushed forward, airborne, and slammed into
Drax head-on. Recovering instantly, Drax swung a massive
fist out and smashed Carol into the floor. That same
moment, Eros struck from the other side, landing a
ringing blow which staggered the Destroyer.
"Genis! We can't handle him alone! He's out of
Genis said nothing, despite still struggling to regain
his senses from the intense shock of cosmic awareness
which had hit him moments earlier.*
Launching himself into the air, he knifed into Drax's
side, unleashing a flurry of blows to the Destroyer's
tough hide. As he drew in closer, Genis met Drax's eyes,
and saw not the calculating intelligence which had
resided there before, but a mindless fear and anger; a
wild, animalistic nature which could not be contained.
And as Genis recoiled from this discovery, Drax smashed
him with an energy blast and then brought his fist around
to deck the hero.
*Last issue, natch. -- Van
Ms. Marvel pulled herself to her feet and renewed her
attack, even as Drax bellowed again and whirled, raising
his hand to strike again. Eros rushed forward, seized the
hand, and directed it downward just in time to deflect
the blast, but Drax swung out wildly with his other fist
and sent Eros to the floor again. Genis and Ms. Marvel
picked that instant to strike, one from each side. Their
twin blows staggered the big figure, causing him to
stumble backwards a few steps. Blinking, Drax sought to
regain his footing. At that moment, a beefy finger tapped
him on the shoulder. The green-skinned Destroyer paused,
The blow struck him on the chin, making full contact.
Drax crashed back through the wall, and from the sounds,
through another wall or two as well, before coming to a
halt. Seconds passed, and Drax did not return.
The heroes picked themselves up and brushed themselves
off. "Nice work," Genis commented.
Hercules grinned. "I owed him a gift," the
former god replied. "Twould seem fortunate I waited
until now to bestow it."
While Hercules and Eros dug through the debris to haul
the unconscious Destroyer out, Genis and Ms. Marvel
rushed to Mentor's side.
"The defensive shield projector controls are beyond
repair," Mentor informed them. "They will have
to be entirely rebuilt."
Genis stood unmoving, unblinking, for a long moment.
Then, "We don't have the time. They're coming."
"The Enemy. And his army."
They all whirled to see what had caused Eros to cry out.
The former Avenger was pointing to one of the viewscreens
above them. "Look there!"
Wave after wave of spacecraft-- hundreds, if not
thousands of them-- bore down on Titan.
No one said anything for a moment. Then they all moved
into action at once.
"How big is the fleet?" Mentor asked.
"Hard to tell--" Eros replied, "--but it's
as big as anything I've ever seen before. Easily larger
than that Skrull fleet from a few years back.* Probably bigger than Thanos's
fleet at its height."
*AVENGERS #97 or thereabouts-- Van
"And they're coming straight here, aren't
they?" Carol asked.
Eros and Mentor both nodded.
"Well, we know what to do," she sighed.
"We can't stop a force that large," Eros
"That's beside the point. We have to go try."
Ms. Marvel glanced at Genis. "Can your cosmic
awareness help us find the weak points, the flagship;
that sort of thing?"
"Maybe." Genis shrugged. "Probably."
"Then let's go. Eros--contact the Avengers. Tell
them what's going on, and to get out here as fast as they
Eros frowned. "I am doing so now."
Genis motioned toward the inert form of the Destroyer.
"What about Drax? Can we leave him--?"
Before anyone could reply, the green eyelids fluttered
open. Hercules tensed, ready to act, but Drax quickly
raised a hand, palm outwards. "Wait. I am--
They all gathered around him, still on the defensive.
"Drax--" Genis asked, "--what
Drax ran a hand over his impassive face, then looked up
at Genis with those deep red eyes. "I am not
certain. I felt an overwhelming presence within my
mind... It overrode my own control and submerged my
consciousness beneath itself. I vaguely recall
fighting..." He glanced around, saw the melted
computer controls. "I did that, yes?"
Drax nodded. "More memories are returning now. I
recall being abducted, weeks ago, by...." He
frowned, straining to recall. "...By a group of Kree
and Skrulls, working together. And there were other races
there, as well. They took me before their leader, a Kree
himself, as I recall. He must have done... something to
my mind..." The Destroyer frowned even deeper, a
frown which promised violent revenge.
"This is true?" Eros glanced at both Genis and
"I sense sencerity in Drax's words," Genis
stated softly. "Whether that be the cosmic awareness
or my own feelings, however..."
"My seventh sense detects no immediate danger from
Drax," Ms. Marvel added.
"Of course, it didn't alert me at all to him before,
until just before he attacked."
"I think he was a plant," Genis said slowly.
"They wanted us to find him, to rescue him. To bring
"They programmed me,"
Drax nodded. "Brainwashed me and set me up as a
tool. And now my programming has run its course," he
growled. Pulling himself to his feet, he brushed debris
from his uniform. "They who did this will find that
I have outlived their programming. They, however, will
not be so fortunate."
"The fleet is moving within the orbit of
Neptune," Eros reported. "It will be here in
Genis glanced at Drax again, nodded. "Then let's
Genis led the way, photons sparkling in his wake. To his
right soared Drax, and to his left, Ms. Marvel. Trailing
behind him, wearing a borrowed spacesuit and riding the
photon trail, came Hercules. Eros brought up the rear
guard. Each wore a tiny communications headset Mentor had
"No sense in hitting them head-on," Ms. Marvel
was saying. "The Avengers tried that with Thanos's
fleet, back when he wanted to blow out the sun. I've read
the reports. All they accomplished with that tactic was
to waste a lot of time and energy."
"Right," Eros agreed. "We have to find the
flagship, and hit the leader head-on."
"Aye," Hercules added, "and that is the
task before young Genis. Are you up to it?"
Genis said nothing, merely continued to probe
subliminally at the vast wave of spacecraft in the
distance. So many, too many to be able to examine each
one individually... Only enough time to sweep his
thoughts across each cluster, and seek some sort of
"Look out!" Drax
cried out and veered away as an energy beam lanced
through their group.
"It's their scout ships! Spread out!"
The five heroes darted in differeNt directions as two
small craft rocketed past them, guns blazing.
"I have them," Drax
reported, propelling himself after them. "We must
draw them away from Genis, until he locates the
"More are coming from that direction!" Ms.
Marvel pointed above them.
Drax caught up to the lead scout ship and grasped it by
the tailfin. Straining his cosmic-powered muscles to the
limit, he swung the ship around and flung it toward its
twin. The two ships collided and exploded with a silent
"Good work, Drax!" Eros eyed the scout ship
bearing down on him, and let his own power wash outwards.
The ship suddenly ceased firing, as its pilot suddenly
became enamored of Eros. The now harmless ship sailed
past him, and Eros kicked out, redirecting it towards
Drax, who blasted it to fragments.
Ms. Marvel meanwhile had matched speeds with another of
the ships and swept up from underneath the cockpit,
sinking her fingers into the canopy before the pilot
could react. She glanced at the face-- neither Kree nor
Skrull-- and then pulled him out, flinging him away. She
saw him activate his emergency jet pack and scoot away,
but let him go, as he was now deprived of his vessel.
Genis floated near Hercules, who was currently ripping
into another scout ship and pulling a petrified pilot
out. Genis did nothing, however-- nothing but continue to
probe the armada before him. Where...?
Another wave of ships zipped soundlessly past them,
wheeled about in a graceful curve, and attacked. This
time, unfortunately, the ships were larger and better
armed, the numbers were greater, and the pilots had a
better idea of what to expect. Three ships quickly
surrounded Hercules and, as he grabbed at one, the other
two opened fire on him. The rugged Titan-made suit held
up, but the energy weapons instantly knocked the former
Greek god out cold. Hercules floated motionless.
It took twice as many ships, but soon enough, Drax joined
Hercules in unconsciousness.
Eros held out longer by dodging the blasts, but this
tactic also prevented him from remaining on the
offensive. Soon enough, his fight ended as well.
Ms. Marvel soared to where Genis continued to hover, out
of the main area of combat. "How goes it?"
Genis's eyes refocused, following Carol. "I can't
find it," he whispered. "There are just too
"I don't know what else we--" Carol cried out
as an energy beam slashed at her side, sending her
spinning limply away.
"NO!!" Genis reacted instantly, rocketing after
her. The entire enemy fleet refocused on him, and
"The skirmish goes well, Sire," the Kree
"Yes, Mek-Kwade, I see that," the Enemy replied
softly. "Have the prisoners brought aboard. Prepare
them for their.... conversion."
"What of the Destroyer, Sire? If he could break your
The Enemy pursed his lips. "Drax's conditioning did
not last as long as I'd hoped, but he served his purpose.
Your point is well taken, though. Perhaps the time has
come for the Destroyer to himself be destroyed."
Mek-Kwade nodded. "As you wish." He paused,
listening to his headset. "The fleet has reached
Titan, Sire. What should--"
"Begin bombing," the Enemy answered calmly.
"Leave nothing intact, no one alive. Reduce the
interior of Titan to the same barren state as its
The Kree officer nodded again. "At once." He
strode from the bridge, already issuing the orders.
The Enemy smiled a thin smile. "Soon... Very
Genis allowed himself only an instant to glance back at
the moon. What he saw horrified him.
"They're bombing Titan," Carol cried over the
communicator. "Wave after wave-- they're smashing
the outer layer! If they puncture it--"
Genis nodded. "I see it. We have to stop them now.
Eros sailed past them both, waving. "I'm back in
action. Just a slight headache, that's all." He
angled toward the moon at top speed.
"Thank goodness--" Genis stopped suddenly, his
eyes sparkling. He squinted ahead. "THERE!!!"
And he was gone, leaving only a fading trail of photons
in his wake.
Ms. Marvel glanced at Eros rocketing toward Titan, to try
to stop the bombardment, and at Genis, flashing towards
the enemy fleet. "What do you do now, Carol?"
she asked herself.
At that moment, Mentor's voice came over the
communicator. "The fleet-- it's separating! Part of
it is moving on--towards Earth!"
Hovering there, Ms. Marvel hesitated only an instant,
thought the situation over quickly, then acted.
Genis-Vell moved far faster than any of the spacecraft.
He aimed himself at the flagship, at the heart of the
armada, and no weapon came close to hitting him.
A single photon blast penetrated the ship's energy
shields, and another got him through the outer hull.
Explosive decompression hurled a number of alien troops
out of the ship.
Anger overwhelming him, Genis ripped open a hatch and
slammed it closed behind him, keeping the atmosphere in.
Alien soldiers confronted him, but he bowled them over
easily, photons sparkling over their inert bodies as he
continued on towards his target.
The battle robots which descended on him next actually
delayed him a bit, but a combination of photon blasts and
raw muscle power soon rendered them into scrap metal.
The elite guards, comprised of the finest alien warriors
of many races, posed a serious challenge. Genis was
fighting like a man possessed now, though. After initial
success, the warriors began to fall, to cry out and
retreat before the whirlwind in navy blue and gold which
smashed into them again and again.
"Do you not recognize me?" Genis called out to
them as he advanced yet again. "Do you know this
insignia?" He pointed to the broad gold starburst on
his chest. "Do you know of the legend of Captain
Mar-Vell? Do you know that you now face Genis-Vell, his
The warriors' morale broke, and they fled. Genis advanced
He came at last to a massive doorway, sank his fingers
into it, and ripped it asunder, tossing it behind him.
Breathing heavily, he stalked through, his uniform now
tattered and bloody. He found himself within a massive
"Genis. Welcome aboard my ship," a voice boomed
out. "I know not how you found it so quickly, but no
matter. You simply hasten my enjoyment."
Genis whirled, saw a large figure in blue-green armor
descending from above and behind him. "Who--?
The figure laughed sharply. "Hardly. I possess armor
of Kree manufacture, similar to that of the Accuser. But
I am no ineffectual buffoon." He stretched his arms
to each side, the massive muscles of the armor rippling
powerfully. "It is my privelege to serve as the
strong arm of the cosmos," he continued. "To
act to save the universe from the Human race." The
figure paused. "But it is my distinctly personal
pleasure to begin that task by ending the life of the son
of the arch-traitor, Mar-Vell."
Genis took this in, found little sense in it. "What
are you talking about? Who are you?"
"You don't know? You haven't guessed by now?"
The figure reached up, grasped his facemask, and pulled
it away. A very human face glared out, his eyes burning
as he regarded the blond-haired hero before him.
"You're a pink Kree," Genis breathed.
"You--" He frowned. "I know that face.
I've seen it in recordings." He staggered backwards
then, in the shock of recognition. "But-- but--
you're dead! You've been dead for years!"
"Hardly," the Enemy replied, stepping forward.
"I've never felt better. In fact, I'm the same as
I've always been. The only difference--as you're about to
discover-- is my newfound power!" He moved like
lighting, catching Genis flat-footed and levelling him
with a bone-shattering blow. Towering over Genis, the
Enemy gloated, his face twisted with a curious mixture of
hatred and glee. "Now YOU will feel my POWER,
Genis-Vell! The POWER of YON-ROGG!!!"
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