Marvel: Incursio

His grandfather looked at him strangely, wondering why his house wasn't good enough to go to after this.

As time passed, a nurse came by with some paperwork. Not wanting to cause a fuss in case his grandfather needed help again in the next few hours, Liam signed the forms consenting to the treatment his grandfather had gotten. He also filled in a form with basic identification information.

After the four hours had passed, his grandfather was cleared to leave the hospital. As they walked out, Liam turned to him.

"Follow me," Liam said.

"Where are we going?" his grandfather asked as they turned into an alley.

"You'll see," Liam replied, smiling slightly again.

Making sure there was no one around, Liam stopped and turned to his grandfather.

"You should prepare yourself for something you've never seen before. Don't want you dying of a heart attack, after all," he teased.

"I prepared myself the moment I had to walk into these filthy alleys. Hurry up with whatever you're planning. I don't want to stay in this disgusting mess any longer," his grandfather said, clearly unused to the smells of the streets after his time on the countryside.

"Alright, then." Liam turned and began to open a portal in front of him with his sling ring.

At first, Harold couldn't see it clearly. But as the portal grew larger, sizzling orange energy forming a circle big enough for a person to pass through, Harold's face froze in shock.

"What work of the devil is this?" Harold murmured.

"Come on, follow me, Gramps," Liam said, shaking Harold from his stunned state.

"What is this?" Harold asked.

"This is a portal," Liam answered as he stepped through. "It's magic, and it will take us to your new home."

Harold, still in disbelief, took a cautious step forward. Trusting his grandson, he followed through the portal.

His surroundings instantly changed to a room completely different in style from anything Harold had ever lived in before.

After stepping through, Harold looked around in amazement, his thoughts a complete mess. "Where are we now?" he asked.

"This is my room," Liam answered. "This is where I've spent most of my time the past few years."

Liam glanced around the room, surprised not to find Illyana there. 'Probably in Limbo, or atleast I hope she is,' he thought. 'Maybe that's for the best. Gramps needs to adjust to the idea of magic before seeing something like a dragon.'

"Let me sit down for a second," Harold said, feeling overwhelmed. "You've got a lot of explaining to do."

Liam nodded. After Harold sat, Liam began explaining the basics about the Sanctum and magic. He decided to hold off on the more complex and time-consuming details—he still had scores to settle, after all.

Harold struggled to digest the information. Liam could see it in his eyes, so he decided to show him instead of tell him.

"Come on," Liam said. As Harold stood, it was clear his thoughts were still a mess.

'It's going to take time. I'll get him a room here now and help him adjust after dealing with Hydra.'

As they walked, Liam introduced his grandfather to their surroundings. When they passed the training grounds, Liam stopped to talk with the master training a group of students.

Liam turned, about to step onto the courtyard, when Harold spoke.

"Has the history I've spent my whole life learning been nothing but a lie?" Harold asked.

"No, I don't think it is," Liam replied after a moment of thought. "Magic may have influenced things behind the scenes, but for the most part, it's stayed out of human affairs."

'There's no need to tell him about Dormammu or other threats right now,' Liam thought. 'He'll learn those things gradually through books at his own pace.'

"We also have books on history here," Liam continued. "Only, this history covers far more than you can imagine."

Hearing this, Harold's face lit up slightly again.

Liam led him stay and watch the training while he went to a nearby master in the training courtyard to arrange a room for his grandfather. The master agreed and directed them to an empty room close to his.

As they walked back, Liam continued talking with his grandfather. He noticed that his grandfather seemed to be gradually recovering from the shock, with his excitement and interest becoming increasing noticeably in the way he spoke with Liam.

Once his grandfather was settled, Liam spoke at the door. "You should get some sleep, Gramps. With everything that's happened, you need rest. The time difference here might leave you feeling terrible tomorrow if you don't."

''Tomorrow I'll also tell you how I ended up here.'' Liam said. 

"Alright, I'll hold you to that," Harold said. "And this time, I want to hear everything."

Liam smiled and closed the door. When he turned, the smile faded.

The more time he'd spent with his grandfather, the angrier he'd become inside.

'These Hydra people are nothing more than pests, and Fury is the rat that brought them to my grandfather. Despite all my warnings, he didn't listen. Even if it was unintentional, he deserves what's coming.'

During the meeting earlier today, Fury had given them a location they could meet up at in case they got seperated on their way over to Triskelion. Expecting them to be there, Liam opened a portal to that site, stepping out in front of a small gray building. Only it was empty.

'They're not here?'

Then another thought occurred. 'Could they have gone in ahead of time? It's been hours, after all. But they can't have left here long ago since they still had to drive over here.'

'They likely wouldn't have gotten ambushed on their way over here either. Hydra would condense their forces at the Triskelion after losing a lot of their super soldiers.' He thought. 'Then I'll deal with Hydra first.'

Liam opened another portal, stepping into a meeting room he recognized. As he entered, he summoned Incursio around him.

On the other side, agents stood ready, guns aimed at him.

The portal closed behind him. Liam counted 9 men. From these men, he got the exact same strange feeling he had gotten from the super soldiers earlier today. Only from these agents the feeling he got was a lot weaker.

The agents opened fire, and Liam no longer cared about the details. He summoned Neontote and infused it with energy, slashing outwards.

An arc of energy tore through the agents, large chunks of their bodies vanishing. The attack ripped through the rest of the floor, tearing through additional agents before dissipating outside the building.

Seconds later, an alarm went off, but Liam didn't care.

'It doesn't matter,' he thought. 'No one will leave. Not when I block the entrance with my domain.'