Jump 334: Earth's Mightiest Heroes

Jump #334: Earth's Mightiest Heroes
>Wheel of Fortune: The path of destiny.
>Age: 2600
>Location: Bad Future
Okay, the Bad Future zones always had the best music, but this one is a PARTICULARLY crapsack world. I'm going to have to fix that.
>Identity: Scientist
>Race: Asgardian (-600)
Keeping that theme going.
>Drawbacks: (+1800) Uncivil War, Infinity Quest, Ragnarok, The Last Avenger
Being T̶a̶y̶l̶o̶r̶ Jumper is suffering. The warehouse is locked, I'm wasting away, the world's been partitioned between rival villain factions, and the demons are poised to invade.
>Scientist Supreme (Free, Scientist)
Well, knowledge of every scientific field is definitely a thing I need right now.
>Form And Function (Free, Scientist)
Are you implying the portal gun was somehow NOT perfect in design?
>Broadcast Booster (2100, Scientist)
Oh, now this is useful. A radio signal anywhere on the planet? Oh my, yes.
>Robotics (1950, Scientist)
Ah, now this will be useful. Sure, I already have some pretty solid knowledge of robotics, but the local multiverse's robotic science is more than a bit different.
>Alloy Smith (1800, Scientist)
Oh here we go. You know what I like to make alloys of? Vibranium and adamantium. I'll be doing that.
>Armored Jumper (1600, Scientist)
Suits of armor are good.
>Sleek And Efficient (1400, Scientist)
Suits of armor that don't look like crap are better.
>Nine Realms Craftsman (1100, Asgardian)
Suits of armor that can conduct magic are best, not that I'm going to find any Uru ore on this planet, but I can fake it.
>Mighty (Free, Asgardian)
Might makes right. And I feel mighty.
>Supreme Mind (800, Scientist)
I'm not going to lie, this is a very useful thing to me. It's not the perfect memory that I already have, though being able to refine it to the most minute details is helpful. It's not the calculation and resistance to mind manipulation. It's the infinite memory. I'll never have to worry about my brain getting too full of memories, instead of just... hoping.
>Elder Elementalism: Pyrokinesis (400, Asgardian)
As thought my already-existing control of flame as an Asgardian wasn't enough, now I have control of flame as an Asgardian. --wait, that feels redundant. Then again, you don't see Thor conjuring flames as hot as the sun's, do you? Always did love fiendfyre.
>The Infinity Gauntlet (350)
Well, I already have a couple on display in the warehouse. Why not start with a blank one?
>"How Do I Shot Web?" (250)
It's really not that hard. All you have to do is...
>Asgardian Feast (Free, Asgardian)
I'm not going to lie, this is at least 40% of why I went Asgardian.
>Costume Import (200)
Because if we're going out, we're going to go out in proper style. This is a world where one must be prepared to RIP AND TEAR.
>Stark's Blueprints (0, Scientist)
This is a little different than Howard Stark giving me the chance to look at his blueprints. At my fingertips, I have detailed schematics for anything and everything Tony Stark has ever made on Earth.

I enter the jump, and find it is not what I expected. It's not 2009, it's 2029. I'm not standing here in my armor, but Tony Stark's Mark II, and an empty Infinity Gauntlet over my right hand.

I try to connect to the local internet, only to find there is no such animal. There aren't satellites in orbit - we've got the Kessler effect. Someone blew up a couple satellites, and the cascade destroyed them all and left it impossible to put anything up there. Instead, I use a few scrying spells to get an idea as to the current state of the world.

Short version: it's bad. Long version: it's really, REALLY bad. I've got to fix this and fix it FAST, because it's most likely my fault that this horrible amalgam of a future happened.

It looks like it's my turn to undo the future that is Aku I mean Marvel.

I seem to have arrived in the middle of nowhere in New Mexico, so the best thing to do is to break out skills from Minecraft and Ark to build a quick bunker in the side of a nearby mesa, then set up equipment to dig into the ground and mine for raw resources to convert with clapchemy. Once I've got that going and I can start converting what I need in reasonable quantities... it's time to break out the Stark designs. Sure, I've got plenty memorized, but with the limit of having to use in-universe tech? Within a week I've got an assembly line cranking out the Iron Legion.

First things first: send the Legion out. Force recon. It would seem that a Hydra enclave saw them flying about firstly, though, which meant I could ... not cast the Taboo, because I had no magic focus that could sufficiently channel it. Well, on the plus side, the conflict meant I could apparate over to the aftermath, then interrogate and deal with the survivors in the usual way. Hydra getting paranoid over an apparent battle and finding nothing but glassed soil is not a thing that inspires confidence in them.

I revise the Iron Legion's design a bit and add more assembly lines, start producing LMDs to infiltrate the remaining human population, and give it a few more weeks. The next recon-in-force is targeted - there are more Sentinels than I expected, and again I have to intervene directly. Master Mold is less than pleased that a non-human is interfering. Master Mold is extremely angry that I've used my technopathy to subvert the Sentinels that weren't destroyed.

Master Mold was not built to withstand focused heat with sustained temperatures approaching three million degrees Kelvin.

Say, that's awfully handy. I wonder where else this can apply? The Iron Legion keeps running interference and starts aiding survivors, while I focus on important things like figuring out how to utilitize the Infinity Gauntlet as a semi-useful magical focus and finding ways to use it that could be useful.

Baron Zemo was not born to withstand temperatures approaching three million degrees. Neither was MODOK or the Wonder Men, who it apparently disrupted due to rapid heating and cooling. For that matter, it turns out that there are remarkably few mutants who can survive someone setting them on fire, and of the ones who can, even fewer can survive the heat of the sun's corona. Apocalypse was not one of these, though I'll gloss over the details - but I burned a one-up on that fight. I cut Sinister a deal though - he saw the writing on the wall. He's in a pod and I'll be dropping him off elsewhere later.

Oh, speaking of things that could be useful, I started finding artifacts. Forgotten trinkets. And those trinkets led me to more powerful things. And then I stumbled across an Infinity Gem, which fit into my Gauntlet handily. And then I found a hammer, a weapon of war that was as heavy as honor. While I was retriving that, I came across the last Hydra survivor - the Red Skull - who tried to use the time gem on me. On literally anyone else in that universe that might have worked, but... well, he tried to age me and it really didn't achieve anything at all. He tried to freeze me, and much the same. Incidentally, it turns out that Infinity Gems CAN in fact withstand extreme heat. Which is handy.

Loki... well, that was a lot more complex. It turns out that Asgardian ice powers are a hard counter to Asgardian fire powers, though the Destroyer was reduced to slag (which I stole and crafted a workable magical focus with, thank you for the Uru, Loki). He and I bantered during the fight. A lot. Then talked. Then he tried to stab me in the back but I was trying to stab him in the back. And then we parted. The next time we fought, in my right hand I had a staff of Uru that looked like it was wrought iron inlaid with runes, and in my left, Mjolnir. He was displeased by this and stopped holding back. And so did I.

I hear that the parts of the city of Santa Fe that weren't glassed should thaw sometime next summer.

Hela showed up, quite irate, when I found the soul gem and slotted that into the gauntlet, stopping the flow of souls going to her. I expected it to be a temporary measure, certainly, but enough to anger her. Thor's hammer was notably heavier after it split her head like a ripe watermelon, but needs must when the Devil drives. She had no right to our dead, and I fixed that. Most of the dead elected to go on to their reward, but there were some who chose to come back, and I gave them LMDs to possess to that end as returners.

Also it turns out that demons don't like fighting someone that it literally hurts to look at, and who can unleash giant holy fuckoff beams. No, literally, the beams are holy elemental attacks. I almost felt guilty about that.

The Kree? Honestly, they split into a couple of factions and started sending back false reports. Turns out that some of them actually make passable heroes when they want, though the majority of them were not willing to negotiate. Fortunately, a bit of precognition and a few exploded heads in the right places did wonders in getting intelligent Kree promoted into positions where they can negotiate an armistice. Last I heard, Mar-Vell was in charge of them and they were helping clean up Europe.

(Hey, nobody said I had to kill them off, just make sure they aren't a threat and humanity survives.)

Galactus' heralds showed up the day after I found the sixth infinity gem, which was good because I'd noticed my power waning noticably over the course of the last year. Having duplicate gems and a duplicate gauntlet was amusing, if pointless, because the duplicates wouldn't cure what was going wrong with me.

The Heralds were not exactly happy to see someone who had a goodly amount of power show up willing to fight them if necessary, and they were much less amused by it when they realized I had a match for the Power Cosmic - by way of teleporting them to the far side of the galaxy. When Galactus arrived, he joined them. Sure, the gems were rendered inert after I used them to cure myself and that future universe reset itself to the present day, but that just meant I got to collect them all again!

...except they were now scattered across the galaxy.

God damn it. Well, no time like the present. At least this time, I can leave the Earth's last-ditch protection in the hands of trusted LMDs who manage a Praetorian Legion consisting of duplicates of my PROPER armor.