The Sage of the Mind

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The Sage of the Mind: Chapter 135[May 2012]

–Axle Riddle–

The damage was more widespread than he had imagined it to be. Travelling around the world, he dusted all the Chitauri he could find and dusted every single one that was stolen or confiscated by the various government agencies as well.

Despite saving thousands more by stopping various crimes, healing people as much as he could, saving them from harm, repairing properties, or helping turn rubble into dust to rescue more people, he did not feel good.

No, he felt awful. This was nothing like he had expected the Invasion to go. It was all a light note for him, Fight off the Chitauri, create a big show, safeguard all the people around the portal opening, let the Nuke go through the portal itself, and BAM! He was free. 

That was all it was supposed to be and yet, reality had hit him right in the balls, repeatedly. Not only was he asleep for most of it, the world had to deal with a much more global Invasion, something that it was clearly unprepared for. He was preparing for a small single scale invasion and ended up being greeted with the Aftermath of an Invasion that spanned the globe.

Well, most of the globe was certainly not as lucky as Mumbai was. Priya, if he read her mind correctly, was the sole reason why the most populated nation in the world did not have a single casualty from the alien invasion, well, aside from some heart attacks that might have occurred but he wouldn't count those.

"Mr.Riddle?" 

He was mostly done now, repairing the structures and clearing out the areas had taken time and he knew that he could not do all of the work for them since it would set a very bad precedent, and also would not be appreciated. Coming together, working together in the aftermath of a tragedy is what creates a community, he couldn't possibly stop that from happening.

"Yes, Mr.President?"

"Can you come to DC? With your awareness Off," And there it goes.

"And what if I tell you that I can't turn it off?"

"Well, then I'll be sorry to tell you that you will be barred from ever leaving your home state."

With an eyebrow raised, he flew up into space, overlooking Earth as he kept a small pocket of air around him to breathe, "Is that a challenge?"

There, that's New York, he rocketed towards his home state.

"That is the truth. In fact, if it were not for the fact that there was simply no way of containing you, I am sure that my colleagues in Congress would have simply drafted you in the serve of the nation,"

He scoffed at that, even as the pocket of air around him began burning out due to his speed of re entry, "yeah, right. Alright, Mr.President, we can have a virtual meeting." He cut off the call then and there.

It was different, getting used to this, to all this strength. And it was even more humbling to know that this was not his full power. No, this was maybe around 80% of his full strength, and that too when it came to Telekinesis and Telepathy.

He made a face at the telepathy. He couldn't let anyone know he had Telepathy as well, that would not go over well. Not even his hardcore supporters would help him.

"Good Morning, Mr.Riddle," Jarvis pinged him over his network that he kept open. Tony would surely be scratching his head trying to figure out how the heck a connection directly to Jarvis was made without any discernible network, or maybe he might just figure out telepathy as well.

With Tony, you never know.

"Good morning, Jarvis. Tony up yet?"

"Unfortunately, Mr.Stark's body had undergone a rather stressful period and as such, Ms.Potts has forbidden him from doing any work, going so far as to maintain a DND zone around Sir."

"Oh, and Tony agreed?"

"He had no choice, sir." Was it just him or did he hear the sound of a whip going in the background when Jarvis said that? 

"I was to inform you that your identity has been leaked all over the world, mainly because of the lack of any masking features on your side. With your status as the second largest shareholder of Stark Industries, there have been calls to restrict your movements by putting pressure on Sir. Ms.Potts is concerned about the same and has been asking to meet you," 

He rolled his eyes at that, his trajectory set on a certain small building in Greenwich, which was much bigger on the inside. For the time being, his telepathy was set to surface scans only so he did not know the general mood of the city aside from a general simmering of negative feelings topped by general positivity for temporary periods of time, mostly because they met someone, or food or something else.

"I will see what can be done, Jarvis. Don't worry too much about that, I'll meet her today itself,"

"Thank you, sir."

New York as a whole was very much damaged, instead of the damage being restricted to just MAnhattan. Every single Borough was damaged because the Chitauri Invasion had spread to many parts but more than that, the Mole People had come digging through every single borough, targeting everything and everyone in their sight indiscriminately.

809000

That number still rang in his mind, as he thought of what he could and should say in the upcoming meeting. A meeting he did not schedule but they must know he was coming. After all, he was doing a pretty badass burning re entry.

The only reason there was not a burning fireball headed straight to the city was because he did not want to panic people more than they already were.

The Sonic Booms were well under control due to his powers but he was well above Mach 3 right now and he was not even breaking a sweat, according to the data Jarvis had access to.

Just as he was about to crash into the outer barrier around the Sanctum, a portal opened up in front of him and he almost crashed into stone tiles. Still, his abrupt halt created gusts of wind that made two people almost fall down and the rest actually fell down.

"Mr.Riddle, I have been expecting you," The Ancient One, the Lady in the Know, the Bald headed Demon herself greeted him, and he grinned at her.

It was not a good grin, he could tell that very much. Oh, he was angry, so very angry.

At himself, at the situation, at her, at the Vishanti, at his ROB, everyone. He was angry and he had nothing to channel that anger into.

It was not like he could go into space and start tearing apart the Asteroid belt in his anger because as he was now, he would most likely tear apart the country before he could reach his limits, mainly because it took shockingly little force to disturb the tectonic plates and unleash what many would mistake as the Apocalypse.

Bursting Volcanoes, Cracking Land, Landslides, floods, and more, all available at a single push of his mind.

Sobering.

He straightened up, surveyed the scene in front of him, looking at Wong and Ancient One who were standing and the rest who were trying to get up, shooting him ugly looks as they did so, "Yeah. I have some questions and–" Here, he flexed his Sage Force might, something he had wanted to do for a long time. Thankfully he had the instructions to do so when he became who he was now.

A corona of blue surrounded his body, the stone pavement cracking beneath him in circles, a heavy pressure, both mental and physical was cast all around him, making all the people save for the Ancient One hunch down a bit, and in the case of Wong, make him draw his Eldritch energy to form weapons and point them against him.

After all this show and tell, he replied, "--I would very much love the answers to them, right now!'