American Alien

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Blood was still in the air.

It clung to the wind like a curse, thick and golden, staining the broken stones of the courtyard. 

Ares' body or at least what was left of it, lay in two halves on the ground, divine entrails spilling like molten thread. The scent of ozone and ichor mingled with smoke. No one dared to move.

Kamala stood frozen, her hands trembling. She couldn't look away. Couldn't speak. Her body knew how to fight monsters, but this wasn't a monster. This was a god. A god who died like a mortal. Torn in half like paper mache.

Even Naruto was struggling against him.. And yet..

Meanwhile Kate's breath was caught in her throat. She was shaking and visibly sweating, arrow nocked, and bowstring tight. But her aim wavered. 

Her fingers weren't steady. She had stared down kingpins and deadly assassins. But never this. Never this. She felt like she was going to die.

Valkyrie didn't speak. Her sword Dragonfang hung in her grip, tip dragging along the ground. Her eyes stayed locked on the figure rising above them, ascending, as if the horror he'd just committed meant nothing. As if Ares had been merely in the way.

Sentry.

No.

That wasn't Sentry anymore. It was a Demon.

He flew above toward the heart of New Asgard, slow and terrible, like judgment incarnate. His cape billowed behind him, now soaked with divine blood. Every beat of his flight sent out a pulse that was dark, wrong, and shivering.

Valkyrie clenched her jaw so hard it ached. She was a proud warrior of Asgard. A slayer of various monsters and beasts. But even she… even she wasn't sure she could stop that.

Ares had been formidable. A God of War. Born of Olympus, and equal only to his mightiest kin, only Zeus the Skyfather sat above him in power, Hercules beside, and Hades and Poseidon beneath the earth and sea. And now he was dead.. 

Killed like nothing.

Naruto stared at the corpse. For a moment, he said nothing. Did nothing.

Then his jaw tightened.

His feet shifted.

And he moved.

Without a word, he bent his knees, power building beneath his soles. The stone cracked. Golden chakra rippled along his skin in bursts of light and heat. Then he leapt, the wind howling behind him as he rocketed upward after the figure in the sky.

Kurama's voice echoed in his chest.

"Stay in this cloak much longer, and your body won't recover. You know that."

"I don't care," Naruto replied. His voice was steady and flat.

"Naruto."

"I said I don't care. He has to be stopped."

And he meant it.

Even if his bones shattered.

Even if his lungs burned.

Even if it tore the life from his limbs, he would stop that monster before he brought death to everyone still standing.

"Of course, even back then you were never one to give up against impossible odds."* Kurama thought to himself.

Up above, the sky was no longer blue.

It had turned a shade of bruised gray, tinged at the edges with black like ash smeared across glass. The clouds moved in unnatural swirls. Birds scattered, screeching, diving into the fjords or vanishing over mountains. SHIELD drones jittered in the air, cameras glitching, flickering, freezing, and distorting.

And inside the mind of Robert Reynolds, nothing was still.

Fragments of memory broke apart like shattered mirrors. His first love. His father's screams. The O.X.E. vault. The needle. The suit. The drugs. The abuse. 

"They lied to you, Bob," the voice whispered.

"They called you a hero. But I am the end of all things."

He screamed, but no sound came from his lips. Just silence that stretched through endless darkness.

Then the voice again.

Silken and cruel.

"You were never their hero. You were their mistake. Their weapon. Let me show them what you were really meant to be."

He clutched his head in horror. His golden aura warped, flickering like flames in a hurricane. His skin began to darken. Not with shadows, but with the void. The blackness crept over him like ink, swallowing gold. His veins pulsed red. His breath grew sharp.

His once-blonde hair drained of color, falling like pale silk across his shoulders. His eyes, those once firm, wide eyes, bled into crimson.

Red as fresh blood.

Red as warning.

He hovered there, twisted, and monstrous. A mockery of what he once was.

And then he spoke.

Not as Bob.

Not as Sentry.

But as the Void.

"I am the Angel of Darkness," he said, voice layered and echoing like a choir of ghosts. "And no one or nothing will escape my grasp."

From below, Naruto rose like a golden comet.

The cloak around him blazed brighter than the sun, bands of chakra dancing across his shoulders and arms. His body screamed at him to stop.

But he kept going.

Because if he didn't, no one else could.

Because if Sentry, or whatever he was now, reached the city's core, it would be over.

New Asgard would fall.

And the world would follow.

He stared straight ahead, golden chakra flaring around him in ragged, spiraling threads. His eyes, hard and flat, locked onto the figure hanging in the sky like a corrupted angel.

The wind had gone still.

The Void hovered above the Oklahoma horizon, red eyes burning like dying suns. His skin was black as obsidian, pulsing with cracks of searing red. The long hair that once shone gold was now ghost-white, trailing behind him like smoke.

Naruto had read the file. Fury hadn't exactly minced words.

Robert Reynolds. Codename: Sentry. Failed super soldier experiment. Mental instability. Former homeless junkie.

A living weapon.

A pawn of Valentina de Fontaine.

And now, something far worse.

"I don't know what the hell you are," Naruto said, his voice low, carried by chakra-tinged air. "But you're not a man anymore."

The thing above him tilted its head slow and unnatural. Almost curious like it was in awe of what Naruto represented.

"I am the Angel of Darkness," it replied. "And long I have awaited to be free."

The voice was wrong. Layered and inhumane. It felt like it didn't even belong in this world. It echoed without sound, and pressed into the brain like static laced with screams. 

Naruto's teeth clenched. His arms trembled, not from fear, but from the sheer pressure his body was under.

Kurama's voice, quiet and grave, vibrated through his ribcage.

"This isn't like Ares. This thing isn't a God. It is something far older than even I am."

"I can tell," Naruto muttered. "It feels like my worst nightmare come to life."

"Because that's what it is."

The Void didn't move, but the sky reacted. The clouds darkened, pulled inward like breath before a scream. The sun dimmed. Cameras all across the region glitched and died. Satellites went dark. Birds fell from the sky in silence.

Naruto stared up, face still.

"Dont hold back, Naruto. This isn't some lost soul trapped inside a monster," Kurama said. "He is the monster."

Naruto raised his voice, calling into the wind.

"I don't know who Bob Reynolds was personally. All I know is that Val Fontaine kept him on a leash like a dog and that leash just snapped. So if there's anything human left in there…"

He exhaled slowly.

"…it's probably already gone."

The Void smiled.

It was a beautiful, terrifying thing.

"You speak of humanity," it said. "You wear that word like armor. But I remember before humans. Before language. Before time."

Its body pulsed outward, like breath being taken by the void itself.

"I do not kill unjustly. I do not conquer unfairly. I do not hate indiscriminately. I simply unmake. I am the anti-thesis to life."

Dark energy surged. The ground below cracked open, deep fissures carving across the Asgardian plains.

"Everything that exists lives by stories. I am what comes after the story ends."

Naruto didn't wait for another word.

He launched himself into the sky like a golden missile.

The air cracked.

His fist met The Void's chest with a thunderclap that split the clouds in half. The shockwave tore through the upper stratosphere, scattering the dark clouds like dying ash.

But The Void didn't move.

It didn't flinch.

It didn't bleed.

It absorbed the force, then responded.

One hand raised, open.

And the world inverted.

Dark light slammed into Naruto's side, folding space like paper. His body twisted mid-air, spun violently, then crashed through a floating stone ridge, shattering it on impact.

He coughed blood, thick, dark blood, and tumbled through the sky. But he got back up just as quick.

His chakra burned brighter, hotter. He rose again, muscles screaming, bones felt like they were cracking under the strain.

Kurama hissed in his chest.

"You're already near the limit. Any more of this, and you might not get up again."

"Then I'll crawl," Naruto growled. "I'm not letting that thing touch New Asgard, because that'll be the start.. The start of the end of everything."

Naruto screamed.

Not from pain but from defiance.

He launched upward again, through the ruin, through the tearing cold, through the storm warped by cosmic madness, his chakra bursting behind him like a new sun clawing against the void.

His fist pulled back, glowing so fiercely it cast shadows across the stars.

"You want to end everything?" Naruto shouted. "Fine! But you'll have to go through me first."

The Void didn't flinch.

Naruto's fist struck with the force of a small sun, but it may as well have been a whisper in the eye of a hurricane.

The energy discharged across the sky, but The Void remained still, hovering like a god made from silence and ruin. 

"You burn so bright, Naruto." The Void said. "But all lights dim. All suns die. Even you are not exempt."

It raised its hand again, no flourish, no dramatic motion. Just a subtle shift.

Naruto grit his teeth, "What the hell are you even talking about you creepy bastard?"

A ripple of entropy pulsed outward. The air twisted. The moisture vanished. Naruto felt the heat leech from his bones. His breath fogged, then crystallized in front of his mouth. The cold wasn't natural, it was the kind that didn't belong in this universe.

"I mean you fight because you believe you matter," The Void said. "But you don't."

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Below, the courtyard was frozen in horror.

Below, Kamala trembled. Kate stood frozen. Even Valkyrie held her breath.

Then green light shimmered into existence near them.

A figure stepped forward.

Loki.

Kate went rigid instantly.

She raised her bow towards him.

"You!" she whispered venomously.

Loki stopped. Hands raised.

"I know that tone. But I'm not who you think I am."

Her voice cracked. "You look exactly like him."

Valkyrie stepped between them.

"This is not our Loki. The one who caused your father's death is gone and buried."

"He sure as hell looks like him."

"The Loki you knew died a long time ago," Valkyrie said. "I saw it happen. Thanos snapped his neck."

Kate lowered the bow slightly. Her eyes didn't soften however. "Yeah. Doesn't make it any easier."

"That's because scars remember," Valkyrie said. "Use logic Kate Bishop."

Loki adjusted his collar, his hands glowing faintly. "Touching reunion, really. But we don't have time for grief or grudges."

"Why are you here?" Kamala asked.

"Because if Asgard falls," Loki said, voice tight, "then everything I've worked toward will burn with it. This is a temporary truce. Nothing more. I'm here to survive. And right now, survival means we help the boy."

Kamala and Kate exchanged glances. America Chavez landed behind them in a flicker of light and stars, brushing dirt off her jacket.

She took one look at the battlefield, at the splattered remains of Ares, at the cratered ground, at Naruto fighting something that defied description, and her face went pale.

"Holy crap…" she muttered. "What happened here?"

Kate pointed weakly. "That thing happened."

America looked to Kamala for answers. Kamala just shook her head. "I don't know how to explain it."

Valkyrie stepped forward and whistled.

The sound cut through the chaos, high and clear. A moment later, the clouds parted, and a majestic white horse with radiant wings descended from the sky. Its hooves sparked against the ground. Its mane flowed like starlight.

Warsong.

Valkyrie stroked the beast's muzzle. "We don't have much time to explain."

Loki's hands glowed with green magic, and a set of spectral wings spread behind him. He nodded. "I'll fly."

Valkyrie turned to the others.

"This is your chance," she said. "You can leave now. I won't blame you. This is a fight beyond mortals. Beyond reason even for us gods."

Kamala's jaw clenched. "I'm not leaving."

Kate stepped up beside her. "Me neither."

America cracked her knuckles. "Let's hurry and end this. Can't let Ramen head hog all the glory."

Valkyrie blinked. For a heartbeat, her hard exterior softened.

"Thank you," she said. "Asgard will not forget this act of valor."

She mounted Warsong in one fluid motion. The winged horse reared back, then launched into the air with a burst of white flame. Loki ascended beside her, magic swirling in his wake.

Below, Kamala, Kate, and America watched them vanish into the swirling clouds above.

Kate exhaled. "So what now?"

Kamala's fists glowed. "We keep the ground safe."

America nodded. "And if that thing comes down here,"

"We make sure it doesn't get back up." They said in unison.

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Lol I don't know how I confused paper mache and paper machete. 

Also I don't think I explained the hierarchy of Olympus/Gods well.

Zeus > Ares

Hercules > Ares

Poseidon/Hades >>> Ares.

But Ares > every other Olympian.

But in terms of skill, and physical strength, Ares > Poseidon/Hades.

Hercules > Zeus/Ares/Hades/Poseidon (physical strength)

Overall power Zeus > all.

Zeus = Odin. (in overall power)

Thor > Ares, though. (Overall) and Thor = Hercules.

Authors NOTE: If you want to read 11 more chapters ahead right now. Search for (banmido P atreon) in google and click the first link. Chapters 16 ,17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26 are all avaible on my P atreon at banmido