Welcome to Mashed Up Origins! This is an experiment of mine that I was going to make into a group, but with the chaos that a group can bring I decided to go it alone. Feel free to do your own. It’s short, sweet and basically a quick origin, not an ongoing just something to make you go (hopefully) “I’d like to see that!” This is the third one I've done starting with Winter Soldier, Thor and now Fantastic Four. Enjoy
“What are you doing Castle?” barked Sergeant Marko as his sniper seemed to drift off
“There’s a temple or ruins of some sorts down the hill” replied Corporal Frank Castle, his attention on what he’d spotted.
“We are at war, not a holiday!” Marko clipped Castle over the back of his helmet as he took point “Eyes on the prize ladies!”
“That’s why he’s nicknamed Mr Sinister” chuckled Private First Class Charles Xavier, Marko’s step brother.
“He’s an ass!” chimed in Corporal Carmen Pryde.
“He’s right” said Frank “But there is a temple down there. Possible Commie hiding spot”
“So?” said Carmen lighting up a smoke.
“Well after…” Frank glanced up and saw a familiar glint in the sky “INCOMING!”
The shells hit the area sending shrapnel and debris. The unit scattered in the chaos. Frank was thrown down the hill, bouncing and tumbling all the way.
Frank awoke on cold, ancient stone. He shook his head and got to his feet and winced in pain. His radio was in pieces. He looked up at the hole he’d fallen through.
-Must be part of that temple- thought Frank as he retrieved his rifle.
Frank took a step and nearly collapsed as his right ankle, obviously broken, couldn’t support him.
“Great” muttered Frank. Using his rifle as a crutch, Frank hopped along further into the ancient complex. As he rounded a corner he spotted a large ruby gem on a plinth. Frank hobbled forward to it. He picked it up and magically an inscription in English appeared across the surface of the gem:
"Whosoever touches this gem shall be granted the power of the Crimson Bands of Cyttorak! Henceforth, you who read these words, shall become ... forevermore ... a human juggernaut!"
“Crimson Bands of Cyttorak” said Frank hesitantly. The gem glowed red and bathed him in light and there was an explosion. Mystical energies very unleashed and the ancient temple rumbled and collapsed upon itself burying Frank under tonnes of rock and rubble.
The front door to the Charles Xavier School For Gifted Youngsters exploded sending wooden splinters everywhere.
Charles ran to the door using his psychic powers to alert his students of trouble. He got to the entry and stopped dead.
“Hello Private Xavier”
Charles looked at his old army buddy taking up the entire doorway “Frank? I thought you were dead!”
“Sorry about the door. I need some help”