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Jessica had waited all morning. She waited as the Tricarrier moved a few states. She waited as she found at that the closest thing to a change of clothes she had available was a jacket. She waited as the Ultimates gathered for lunch around their big meeting table ( Read more... )

The second Jessica walked through the portal, she had a phone call telling her to get to the Triskelion immediately since it was under attack by Hydra, the anti-government militia that had been gaining some steam recently. After a little bit of grumbling to herself (it was raining, and her costume really did not mix well with rain), she set off, ( Read more... )

So, there was a step beyond Condition: Red. Hi, Condition: Black. Horrified to know you existed ( Read more... )