Adventures Of Bayek: Through The Void And Beyond

June 3rd, 2010, Roswell, New Mexico

Thor, Son of Odin, the God of Thunder, a myth. Has just wreaked havoc in a small town in New Mexico. With everyone a bit surprised, about the existence of what they thought to be mythical Gods of old. Nick Fury had his mind on other things.

"Extraterrestrial Defenses. That is the future of S.H.I.E.L.D. I want all of the research refocused in that direction. In the past weak, Thor hasn't been the only extraterrestrial to touch down. And wasn't the only Extraterrestrial to have abilities and characteristics outside our scope of expectations…" Nick Fury addressed the facility as a whole.

At the back of his audience, Fury could see a vehicle pull up and a beautiful woman with red hair in an all-black bodysuit exited the vehicle. The moment she and Fury made eye contact, the woman slightly raised her right eyebrow and Fury cut his speech short. Asking one of his most trusted agents, Phil Coulson, to take over. Fury made his way to the redhead beauty.

"Romanoff, report," he ordered.

"As you probably know, General Ross and Banner had a little altercation. While I was observing I found two things a bit odd. Captain Emil Blonsky has enhanced abilities and someone else was also watching the fight." she said

"A lot of people were watching, what's the problem?"

"This guy followed Blonsky to a facility and stole something. We caught him on camera, but there's no record of him… Anywhere. Sir, this guy is highly trained and knows classified secrets, if he targeted anything at that facility."

"What did he take?" Fury asked

"You'll have to ask Ross, sir," she replied

"...You caught this guy on camera once, do it again. Retrace his steps. I want to know who he is, where he's from, and who he's working for." Not once did Fury think Bayek was his missing alien. Fury belived his alien to be ruthless and without tact. Keeping Ross alive, showed Bayek had an agenda. And knowledge of highly classified information not even the president has.

Harlem, New York City

A black ford van rode through the streets of Harlem playing, Snowy White's Midnight Blues. The driver, visibly enjoyed the ride as he rocked to the music and navigated his way through the streets of Harlem. Lowering the volume of the music, the driver pulled up to a group of gentlemen.

"I'd like to speak to Mama Mabel" he spoke through the passenger window

The men looked at each other and clutched their pistols, not knowing what to expect

"There isn't any Mama Mabel here." a man replied

"Then let me speak with whoever is in charge" the driver spoke again.

The group of men pulled their pistols out and walked to the driver's side of the van urging them to get out of the vehicle. The driver complied and stepped out, locking the doors behind him. "Don't touch my shit," he said before being led into a house at gunpoint.

In the kitchen, a young black man sat at the table and the elderly woman was working the kitchen cooking a big meal.

"It sure smells good in here!" The driver spoke, getting the attention of everyone in the vicinity.

"Loc, who the f.u.c.k is this guy?" the man at the table asked.

"My name is Bayek Siwa, and I'm here to speak to Mama Mabel," Bayek spoke looking at the back of the elderly woman. She was Humming while stirring a pot on the stove.

"Have a seat baby, the food is almost ready." the elderly woman spoke.

Bayek identified her as Mama Mabel. The man at the table was none other than Cornell Stokes, also known as Cottonmouth.

"Thank you, I'm famished." Bayek overexxagerated, " However, I don't have a lot of time. I apologize for my impromptu visit, but I was told if I ever needed anything. You would be the person to talk to." Bayek explained as he took a seat at the table.

"Put those guns away," Mama Mabel told the men that brought Bayek in, "And who told you that?" she asked Bayek "I'm just an old woman, how can I help you with anything?"

"To be straight with you, I heard it through the gr.a.p.evine. And I have an order if you can't do it. I'll just go to the Italians" Bayek stood up and attempted to leave.

"The Italians will f.u.c.k you over in a heartbeat. And the Russians are just as bad." Cottonmouth spoke

"And you're no different?" Bayek asked him

"We believe and discretion and confidentiality. So as long as you can bring bread to the table, you can eat with us. That's my word."

Bayek nodded his head, "Okay, take a look at this." Bayek passed Cottonmouth a slip of paper

"I can do this. It'll take awhile though" he replied

"You have until the 5th. The safe house, I need to know. I'll have your payment in full tonight, but doon't you cut any corner. I need this order perfect" Bayek waited for an agreement.

"Deal."

"What's my bill?" Bayek asked

For the next 30 minutes to an hour, Bayek and Cottonmouth talked business. The way Cottonmouth handled things, Bayek assumed Mama Mabel had already passed the torch to him.

From Cottonmouth, Bayek ordered few cases of ammunition ranging from the standard 5.56 and 9 mm to .700 Nitro Express, suppressors and scopes, throwing knives, explosive ordinances, Pistols, assault rifles, elephant rifle, Sniper rifles, and forged doc.u.ments to get around. The total was around 3 million dollars at the end of the deal.

"I want my money no later than midnight." Said Cottonmouth.

"You got a burner?" Bayek asked

Cottonmouth gestured to his boys and they brought a burner phone and a set of keys. "This is the key to your place, this is the burner. I'll text you the location for payment."

"You take gold?"

"Cash preferably, but I can manage gold" cottonmouth replied.

Sometime later, Bayek had finished moving his things from the van to his temporary safe house. Tough, there wasn't enough room to store all of the blood. Bayek had to get money fast or his plans would be doomed before they began.

18 hours is all he had left on the portable blood storages. 20 on the Polar c.h.e.s.t, containing the super-soldier serum.

June 2nd, 2010. New York, New York City. 2:00pm (10 hrs until payment)

For the time being, Bayek had a knife and a single pistol to his name. Standing at the Hudson docks, Bayek boarded a Yacht on the Hudson River. Searching the boat, he found a kid, a husband, a cook, and a wife who was being f.u.c.k.e.d by cook. Bayek saw this opportunity as Hecate blessing him again

"Praise Hecate," he said as he looked at the husband holding his little girl and the n.a.k.e.d wife and cook wore faces of guilt and contempt. Though, the wife was more so angery than guilty. "Praise Hecate, because today she has blessed us all. I caught your wife cheating. You get to keep everything and the kid after the divorce. And you get paid millions...if you say yes to my job offer."

The husband, was obviously a wall street guy, as soon as he registered Bayek's words. The destruction of his marriage turned from a sad moment to a business venture.

"What do you mean, millions?"

"Like I said, Millions. How about you take the kid to the next room so we can talk." Bayek suggested, to which the husband complied.

"What's your name?"

"Jim Hale" the husband replied

"Well Jim, I give two choices, you help me with a simple job, get paid and go on your merry way. However, your wife and the cook dies, they have no loyalty. Or I take you all hostage, you get no money, and I take your kid as collateral until I feel you deserve them back." Bayek drove a hard bargain.

Jim looked at his wife and the cook. The moment his wife saw the light dim in Jim's eyes, she knew she was doomed.

"I choose my kid. I'll cooperate and you can have my wife and the cook." Jim spoke

"Haha, as i said, Praise Hecate"

Bayek then made Jim call into work for an impromptu day of fun in the sun with the family. Pulling out a map, Bayek marked a spot on the Hudson River where Jim is supposed to wait for him.

Bayek looked at Jim's wife and pulled a knife.

"Wait, no! Iii have very powerful--"

The next moment, Bayek moved like a phantom and slit the throat of the wife and cook. Wiping the handle of the knife, Bayek forced it into Jim's hand and pushed him in a pool of blood.

"You f.u.c.k me over, Jim, I don't help out of this situation." were Bayek's parting words.

(9 hrs. Until payment)

In a cleaning company, Bayek proceed to steal a uniforms, a cleaning cart, and a company van scheduled for a 5 PM job.

The next stop was a diving School, Bayek picked up air tanks, a diving suit, and all the gear he needed to survive underwater. Retrofitting all of the gear to fit on the cleaning cart, while maintaining its cleaning cart appearance.

Back at the docks, Bayek gutted Jim's Yacht of everything nonessential and sent Jim on his way to the waiting point

4:00PM (8 Hrs. until the deadline)

Racing back to the cleaning company, Bayek made a few calls.

"Yes, I need a truck able to haul 3000 Kilos. 9PM Manhattan Cruise Terminal. Medjay Industries. Yes, Sir!"

Pulling up to the Cleaning company, Bayek spotted a group of four in the car garage.

"Sorry, I'm late. Rob wanted me to fill the tank. You are the 5 o'clock crew for the bank job, right?"

Annoyed, the cleaners didn't even bother to answer, looking at the van number, hearing the job appointment, and their boss's name. The crew just hopped in the van without questions, they were already a bit late.

4:55 PM

"New York traffic is a f.u.c.k.i.n.g bitch! Come one we're running late, we have five minutes to be inside." A brown haired lady with light freckles shouted

The cleaning crew scrambled. Bayek pulled his cleaning cart out and grabbed a stack of company coveralls and face masks. Turning to look at the building, Bayek felt a burst of excitement.

5:05 PM

Bayek cleaned the bathroom as staff starts to cycle out for the night shift. The guards shifts also began to change, and patrons began to leave as the bank drew closer to closing time.

5:20

The night guards had finally arrived and the day employees were all but gone with exceptions of a few clerks dealings with the last group of patrons.

Beep! Beep! The fire alarm went off and the building occupants were pushed to the only exit. Stepping out of the bathroom, Bayek revolved his Qi and sped to the front.

Bang! Thud! Bayek gunned downed the guard standing at the existing.

Pow! Pah! He knocked out the guards before shutting the armored doors and sealing them.

Bang! Bang!

"Everyone shut the f.u.c.k up! Turn around and head back to the main floor! NOW!" he shouted and the scared civilians covered as the followed his directions. Dragging the unconscious guards, Bayek put their bodies in the middle of the room.

"You. Freckles." he pointed at the woman that was barking orders at the cleaning crew. "Go get my cleaning cart. You have four minutes. After that, I kill someone"

The freckled face woman returns with his cart, with 25 seconds to spare. Tossing coveralls and mask to random people, Bayek said, "you guys are on my team no, were going to play cops and robbers."

As the new robbers got dressed, Bayek explained his plan and plan and told everyone to relax. He picked a bank clerk to sit by a phone with a list of demands, along with when to say them and what do after they are said.

"Any mistake and I'll kill you like I did the guard by the front door." Taking a deep breath, Bayek checked his watch and moved on with his plan. "It's 5:30 PM, the federal reserve bank is officially closed. Who's in charge? 20 seconds or someone days"

"Me! Me, I'm in charge of the bank" a balding, tan-skinned man hardly spoke.

"Good, so you all know I'm not f.u.c.k.i.n.g around. Stand right here guy" Bayek pulled the bank boss to his side. "Freckles, take this cord, tie everyone's hands behind their back and then tie the cord off on those bars. Do the same to their feet. I want them all linked together"

5:50 PM

"I'm finished," she said

"Good, You and the bank boss follow me."

Ring! Ring! Every phone in the bank rang at the same time. Following Bayek's written instructions, the clerk waited for five rings before answering.

"Food and water, 1 hour, or some else dies!" the clerk demanded

Bam! She slammed the phone down.

"You and you, throw the dead guy out the door!" she pointed out two fake robbers. And like her, they also fell into their role beautifully as Bayek expected. They wanted to live.

As the doors to the bank opened, the cops and FBI drew their weapons and waited. They watched as a masked man and woman pushed the lifeless body of a guard onto the front steps.

Behind the two robbers, the clerk donned a mask and shouted. " Your hour starts now!" the bank doors then closed, leaving the cops and feds shaken, the robbers left no room for negotiation. All they could do was get food and water to establish trust and display their willingness to negotiate.

Back in the bank, Bayek, freckles, and the bank boss stood in front of cages of gold.

"Where do you keep the money," Bayek asked

"T-the next vault over," he replied

"Then go open it."

The boss turned to leave the gold vault and Bayek called for the freckled girl "Hey, take this and kill him when he opens the vault. And if you don't… well you know the rest" Bayek handed her his pistol and shooed her away.

And like that Bayek had a self-operating system in place, all he had to do was pack the gold on carts.

Bang! The sound of a round being fired echoed through the bank vaults

Walking up behind the shaking freckled woman, Bayek rested his head on her shoulders and said "You're so good at that. Did you like it, I hope you did. Because you're going to take his body to those people. And tell them this is what happened because he didn't comply and in the end, I still got into the vault. Got it, Bonnie?"

The woman continued to shake "M-my name's not Bonnie"

"You don't get it. You're the Bonnie to my Clyde now. Now take that pretty face and nice body, and go run the f.u.c.k.i.n.g show. You have 15 minutes be back"

6:30PM

Bayek had packed only 1 Kilo bars and from start, to finish he didn't stop moving. In the cash vault, 'Bonnie' and the 'Robbers' bagged money. Packing it nice and tight. On the bank floor, the Clerk negotiated with the Feds at Bayek's pace. By 7:10PM Bayek had stacked 5,000 Kilos of gold. Before giving hand to the robbers to pack.

"Sir! Sir!" the clerk screamed done to Bayek "There's a woman on the phone, she says she's a friend of Ross!"

"Just in time. Bring the bags upstairs."

Taking the phone from the clerk, Bayek was a man of few words "F.u.c.k Ross and f.u.c.k you. Where are the trucks?"

"In the front. You won't leave here alive, you pissed off-"

"I don't give a shit. 30 minutes to clear the block or I blow the bank"

Click, Bayek ended the call.

"Take everything to the door and get everyone ready to leave. Take the badges to the trucks. Drive for as long as possible. If not I'll f.u.c.k.i.n.g find you." Bayek spoke his farewells.

"Hey Bonnie, it's been fun. Give me your wallet."

***

In the gold vault, Bayek changed into his diving gear and linked the gold carts into a train. Taking a few bags of money, Bayek revolved his Qi and stretched his senses. The moment the people started to run out with bags of money. Bayek used he Qi to blew a hole in the bas.e.m.e.nt wall tunneling right under the Hudson River and along a sealed up subway line. Buy the time everyone realized. Halfway through the tunnel. Bayek made it look like the tunnel collapse and water from the river flooded in, flooding the bank as a result.

Allowing the water to cover him. Bayek left two carts of gold and drug the rest along the river bed. 3 carats of gold, two bags of many, and 1 cart of oxygen tanks. Within the hour, Bayek was 10 miles away under Jim's Yacht

***

8:50PM

Manhattan Cruise Terminal.

"Sorry, Jim." Bayek watched as the flames on Jim's yacht swallowed him, his wife and the cook.

Next to him was an 11-year-old blonde-haired girl with bright green eyes. "Don't be like your parents and you'll live a very long time. What's your name?"

"Ruby Hale…" she replied, "why did my dad kill my mom?"

"She was was disloyal and had other men besides your father," Bayek replied

"Was the cook one of those men? I saw them once, just a glimpse. I never knew what to do, so I always kept it to myself."

"Yes, he was. You should know. Loyalty is everything in this world. But the people you give your loyalty must deserve it. Don't be sad. Tonight will become a distant memory" Said Bayek

"I'm not, My mom used to beat me and dad always called her a tyrant, but he never did anything to stop the Colonel. Will you be mean to me? " She looked up at Bayek and he smiled in return "Never"

* * *

8:50 PM

"Romanoff, what the f.u.c.k happened?" asked Fury

"Sir, he used the hostages as pawns, they practically robbed the bank for him. But when it was time to escape. The trucks were used as decoys. He tried to escape with the gold through an old tunnel system, but the tunnel collapsed and water flooded the bank."

"Then I want his body.'"

"That won't be possible he took the serum. Hostages say he moved with super speed and was incredibly strong and ruthless."

"Side effects of the serum. Damn it. Did he get away with any gold?"

"We don't know, the bank needs to be drained of water and we have people on the river," she answered Fury and took a brief moment to listen to an incoming message. "Yacht is burning at the Manhattan cruise terminal, It belongs to a Colonel Hale and her Husband. They believe the whole family is abroad along with the cook."

"Look into Colonel Hale and keep me updated." Fury walked to his vehicle left the scene to the black widow.

* * *

12:00 AM (Deadline reached)

Bayek gave cottonmouth his money plus a little extra to make new papers for Ruby. when business was settled, Bayek went on his merry with Ruby

June 4th, 2010

In Bayek's Harlem safe house, Ruby slept soundly as Bayek stared out the window. He never really liked New York and after he rescues a mutated Dr. Samuel Sterns, he planned to get the hell out of dodge. Looking over his shoulder, he saw Ruby's peaceful face and felt the energy coming from her body.

"The Marvel world is truly vast, you would have made a great superhero or one dreadful villain if wouldn't have shown up. Ruby Hale" Bayek spoke to himself and reminisced to moments he had with Hazel. 'A plethora of potential, just like her' he thought

Walking to Ruby, Bayek moved her hair out of her face. "Don't go anywhere, and don't answer the door for anyone," he whispered.

As soon as the door shut, Ruby rose from the couch. And put her hand against her face, then copied the same motion Bayek did to brush her hair back. In the back of her mind, 'Hail Hydra!' echoed, but in her heart, Bayek's words about loyalty made waves. Laying her head back against the couch she muttered, "I won't go anywhere and I won't answer the door for anyone." she closed her eyes and drifted into real sleep.

On the other side of the door, Bayek had been listening from the moment he heard a drastic weight shift on the couch and the sound of hurried movements to the moment she fell asleep. He had never heard of Ruby Hale before. But something in his gut told him that she was a S.H.I.E.L.D weapon.

Later that day, Bayeek arrived at Grayburn College and watched Dr. Sterns from a few buildings away.