It was a cold night when they found him. The simple scavenger vessel pushed silently through the almost-impossibly salinated water. Standing near the bow loomed a large figure, swathed in shadow he casts a patient smoldering lour across the mediocre lake of FSL he once called home. Despite the unappealing milieu, Garth Fury knows better than most that beneath this brackish lake lurks a power that will complete his search, a power that will bring peace to the MLSCU and finally defeat Hidra. A power that will lift the Ravengers closer to their goal. Garth turns to holler something to the crew; it’s Agent Juarez who responds.

"We’re close"

Juarez had been with FSL even more recently than Fury and knew he could bring this mysterious power onto the Ravengers, if given the resources. The moonlight shimmered and shattered above the waves as they approached their destination. This was it. The final piece of the puzzle. Nobody spoke as the crew breathlessly prepared the complex tech that would procure their prize. When activated it reared back and methodically plunged into the black waters. Every pair of eyes glued to the machine, the anticipation was palpable when at last the crane stopped and the operator gave a wry grin to the most dangerous GM in the world. The apparatus reversed course and the stillness was broken as the lake-water cascaded away from the rapidly ascending machine, like a fountain dedicated to hurridness. When finally the crane’s claw crested the wake it was followed by a brilliant and huge block of crystal. The rays of light burned in the eyes of the crew and it’s radiance caused icy tears to run down their bright red cheeks.

The crystal was hauled onto the deck of the SS FC, the crew huddled close to their treasure but were swiftly jostled aside by the imposing figure of Garth Fury. From his satchel he produced one of the sacred DP stones. The little money colored rock represented immense power and had the potential to save or destroy entire franchises. Those that know how to wield their power are destined to change the course of footballing history in this country and beyond and nobody wields a DP slot like Garth Fury.

As he approached he could sense the crew take a collective step back in the interest of self preservation. There was no telling what might happen when this thing was unleashed. He knew the risk. Garth inhales deeply as he approaches and did what few had the courage, nay the will-power to do. He unleashed the Vyšion. The stone reacted immediately and flew from Garth’s hand directly into the brow of the crystal-enveloped being. The light grew unbearably bright and Garth had to turn as shrapnel was ejected in all directions. In place of the crystal prison stood a deified specimen. Sandy blonde hair was perfectly coiffed despite the years-long imprisonment within FSL. Agent Juarez had been vehemently insisting this was the answer. A protagonist that can fly forward, is nearly untouchable at times, and has the vision to fire lasers at unsuspecting opponents.

Garth let out a hearty laugh

"Bwahaha, boy you weren’t kidding Fred, I can already tell this guy is legit." Turning to the Demi-god in front of him "So Albert, how would you like to make some history with us?"

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Meanwhile back at Hanauer Tower, Professor Schmetz was deep in thought about the tactics he would use in the upcoming skirmish at Coach Hella when he received an alert in the console of his hoverchair.

King Tolochalla has emerged victorious in his struggle to win supremacy in Wakafcon

"Wonderful", he thought "Now I’ll have to beat ‘em back with a stick"

The Professor knew the abilities his team possessed would make them attractive targets for enemies world wide, but that is the price you pay when excellence is the only option. Even now the Agents of EBFG were on a mission to extract another useful piece for his attack.

"The Vyšion is going to do so much to augment our control over our rivals" he chuckled at the thought of Portscum quivering after another 6-2 invasion of their home base.

Just then his study doors flew open and there looked the monstrously built Yeimar.

"I Am Yeimar" he announced passionately

"Of course, I’m going to bring you into battle, but we need you focused on the task at hand, preparing for them."

"I Am Yeimar?" he started, but thought better of it and left with a reserved "I Am Yeimar"

Schmetz watched as the behemoth lurched out of the room led by tree trunk-like legs, ducking past the light fixture and door jam. The big friendly giant didn’t say much, but was possibly the toughest member of the team and easily the most impassable. Most of the professors time had been spent negotiating a deal to keep his top assassin on his payroll. The Red Flea was ruthless and efficient as they come and he would have made a powerful foe had he been lured away. The Croatian mercenary sometimes known as Rulas was known for his accuracy and power. He only needed the smallest of windows and he would end you. The Ravengers needed him if they were to accomplish what needed to be done.

The Red Flea joins Captain Uruguay, the Viking God Thortero, and Jort as the main veteran forces among the Ravengers. Cap had been a loyal tactician and moral leader while maintaining his status as a prominent attacker until he had to be out on cryo for almost all of the previous year, joining our friendly homegrown Smoove-Man. Garth Fury found Jort rampaging deep in the Amazon and had to use every accounting mechanism at his disposal to finesse the wrecking ball’s services. The Ravengers actually helped to free Thortero, impassable like an Alpine mountain, from the icy shackles of Toronheim, home of the dark elves. Nobody loved the citizens they were meant to protect more than Thortero. The long limbed artist was known for bringing the hammer down on opponents, but always had time for you or me. These beings were the core of the group that would be the MLSCU’a saviors, because Professor Schmetz knew they would soon be called upon to face an even greater threat than Portscum or the LA Galactus’, a threat that none had overcome before and if victorious would immortalize his team.

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