Jean led me to a hidden bunker beneath the ruins of the Xavier Institute. Inside, a ragtag group of survivors huddled together—mutants, humans, and even a few former heroes who had somehow resisted the infection. Their eyes widened when they saw me, and whispers spread through the crowd.
"Who are you?" one of them, a young mutant with glowing hands, asked nervously.
"Just a guy cleaning up a mess," I said. "The quantum virus has overstayed its welcome, and I'm here to evict it."
Jean stepped forward, holding my arm, her voice steady despite her exhaustion. "He saved me. He can save all of us."
I looked around at the survivors. They were scared, tired, but alive. "Alright," I said, rolling up my sleeves. "Let's get to work."
With Jean's help, I began purging the virus remnants from the remaining survivors. It was slow, meticulous work, but as I restored each individual, hope began to flicker in the bunker.
By the time I finished, the survivors were gathered around me, their gratitude palpable. Jean stood beside me, leaning on my shoulder. Her psychic energy stabilizing now that she merged with the phoenix and got rid of her negative feelings.
"So, what now, honey?" she asked.
I looked out at the ruins of the world above. The infection was still rampant, and fixing it completely would take far more time than I had.
"This universe is on life support," I said. "I can save you guys, maybe even give you a fresh start in another dimension. But this world... it's too far gone. Unless we reset it from the original path."
Jean's expression hardened. "There are still people out there, David. We can't just abandon them."
I sighed. "It's not about abandoning them. It's about preventing this from spreading to other universes. Sometimes, you have to cut your losses to save the bigger picture."
The room fell silent as the weight of my words sank in. Finally, Jean nodded. "Do what you have to do. But if there's even a chance to save anyone else, we take it." She then winked flirtuously, "Maybe I can persuade you somehow, more intimately."
I smiled faintly. "Deal."
The next few days went by fast. Trying to find a solution during the day and having mind-blowing sex at night with one of the hottest women on earth. I guess time really flies when you are having fun with a girl.
But good things don't last long. My nemesis came in the form of silver dude riding a surfboard, doing a poor job as announcer.
The air vibrated with tension as the silver figure descended from the heavens, his chrome-plated form shimmering in the faint light of the bunker entrance. He landed gracefully, his voice booming with otherworldly authority.
"I am the Herald of Galactus. This planet is beyond salvation. Surrender, and your end will be swift."
I stepped forward, Jean at my side. "Silver Dude, you really gotta work on your pitch. You sound like a bad voiceover for a disaster movie."
The Silver Surfer's eyes narrowed, but before he could reply, the sky tore open like paper, revealing the monstrous form of Galactus. Only... something was off. His usual majestic, if terrifying, presence was twisted, corrupted by the insidious quantum virus. His hunger, already insatiable, had become a mindless fury.
"I AM GALACTUS," he roared, his voice shaking the Earth itself. "AND ALL WILL BE CONSUMED."
Jean gripped my arm. "Even He's infected. You have to stop him before he swallows earth."
I smirked, cracking my knuckles. "Oh, I plan to stop him. But first, I'm gonna have a little fun."
Galactus loomed over the ruins, his towering form blotting out the sun. His hand came down like a cosmic sledgehammer, aiming to crush me and the survivors. I raised a single finger, and with a flick, sent the blow ricocheting back into his face.
"Really, Big G? That's your opening move? You've been infected AND you skipped leg day?"
Galactus roared in rage, unleashing a torrent of cosmic energy that obliterated the surrounding landscape. I zipped around the blasts, leaving afterimages as I closed the distance.
"Hey, Jean!" I called out. "Watch this—I'll bet I can boop his nose before he reacts."
Jean's laugh echoed through my mind. "You're impossible, babe."
I shot forward at blinding speed, slapping Galactus on the nose with enough force to send him staggering. "Boop!" I said, grinning.
His fury reached a crescendo, and he retaliated by summoning a massive black hole. It swirled ominously, pulling everything in its vicinity toward annihilation.
"Oh no, not the black hole trick. What's next? A death ray?!" I mocked.
Sure enough, a planet-shattering death ray burst from Galactus's eyes. I dodged effortlessly, my movements a blur as I hovered right in front of him, wagging a finger. "Tsk tsk. Predictable."
Galactus's attacks grew more frenzied, tearing apart the infected Earth with reckless abandon. I began to counter, sending blasts of concentrated energy into his chest, each one exploding like a supernova. With every strike, he faltered, his corrupted body unable to keep up.
"Hey, Silver Dude," I called out to the Surfer, who was watching the battle in stunned silence. "Is this really your boss? 'Cause he's kinda... underwhelming."
The Surfer crossed his arms. "You mock him, but his power is infinite."
"Yeah? Well, so's my patience for bad bosses. Watch this."
It was time to end it. I floated high above Galactus, energy crackling around me. My sentry powers surged to their peak, a golden aura enveloping my form as I focused all my strength.
"Galactus, you've been a terrible guest. You didn't RSVP, you wrecked the place, and now you're eating everything. Time for you to leave."
He raised his hands, summoning another wave of cosmic destruction, but I cut him off with a single, devastating strike—a concentrated blast of energy equivalent to the power of a trillion exploding stars, my full power as Sentry.
The heavens split open, the earth shook, and Galactus's form disintegrated slowly in a blinding flash of light. I isolated the shock wave and energy carefully, but it still blew up probably half of the solar system and the nearby galaxy. I guess I gotta solve the virus issue fast after this.
He looked at me gratefully as sanity returned to his eyes. He whispered, "Thank you," before he vanished from the universe.
As the dust settled, only silence remained. The Silver Surfer stared at me in awe. "You... you destroyed him. Completely."
I landed gracefully, brushing imaginary dust off my jacket. "What can I say? I've got a thing for dramatic exits."
Jean ran to my side, throwing her arms around me. "That was... insane. But you did it."
I grinned, kissing her forehead. "Yeah, but I think we'll need a new place to crash. This one's kinda... toast."
Above us, the infected sky began to clear, the remnants of Galactus's corruption fading into the void. The survivors emerged from the bunker, their faces alight with hope.
The Silver Surfer approached, his voice solemn. "You've done what even the greatest among us could not. I owe you a debt."
"Don't mention it, Shiny. Just promise me you'll pick better gigs in the future."
He nodded, a faint smile playing at his lips. "Perhaps I shall, if this universe still exists. Farewell, David. And may the stars guide you."
I turned my gaze at Jean with a suggestive smirk. " Sooo, wanna celebrate with some kinky sex above the Burj Khalifa?"
Jean laughed and grabbed my arm, pulling me in for a kiss. She whispered huskily in my ear, " Anything to please the savior of the universe, my dear."
I carried her in my arms and flew faster than a jet towards our destination. The night was long and passionate. If there were people living there, they would probably get the show of their life !
Heh, benefits of a global genocide; you can enjoy public sex quite freely, only that there won't be any public.