06-17-2004, 12:48 PM
Peter's eyes left the Watcher to look at the impressive view Dr. Strange had given them. So many stars, all of them so far away, light years away. And even further were planets and more galaxies. For a brief moment, Peter was lost in the vastness of it, lost in how from this perspective, all the problems on earth seemed insignificant and mute. But only for a moment. Stephen's explanation brought Peter's attention back to the Sorcerer. While relieved that his world was unharmed and that the ones he cared for were still alive, Peter couldn't help but feel enraged at the fact that he had been decieved. All of them had, and that people had suffered because of it.
"Great. So he's basically telling us that a bunch of people suffered and died because some idiot who had more power than he could handle didn't have his facts straight."
It meant they had been reality hopping and needlessly putting themselves and others in mortal danger when they could have been at home helping those who really needed it.
However, at the same time, now they were being offered a chance to make a difference, to actually do what they thought they were doing in the first place, helping worlds that needed. Or so they were being told.
"How do we know that he's not feeding us another load of bs? What if he's just another idiot who hasn't the slightest clue of what he's doing? What if he's wrong and is sending us on another futile goose chase that'll get us all killed?"
Almost immediately after that thought had came across his mind, another one came to counter it.
"What if he's right? What if there are world's really in danger? What if what he's asking you to do will save lives on a larger scale than anything the Resistance could accomplish? Are you willing to take that risk? To just turn your back on people in need just because you weren't willing to give the guy a chance?"
There was a long pause within Peter, silencing both voices that had been debating the issue.
"No."
The thought was short and simple, but it spoke volumes to the man under the mask.
"Alright, I'll play his little game on the off set chance that what he's saying is true. But if he's lying..."
In was a sentence that Peter knew he didn't have to finish. Liars and traitors didn't sit well with him, as they quickly found out. His focus on the small turmoil within him was diverted tothe questions being made by the unfamiliar face. Peter turned his attention to the new comer, willing to help shed some light on the situation for him.
"We've been reality hopping," Peter quickly pointed to his teammates that he had been reunited with, "to different worlds for a guy named the Timebroker, who believed that our homes had been destroyed and that the only way to restore them was to fix dangerous anomolies in alternate worlds. He used the fact that we no longer had homes to force us into helping him. What Dr. Strange is informing us, however, is that the idiot got his facts wrong, that our homes were never gone and that the only thing we accomplished on the missions the Timebroker had sent us on was getting our teammates killed."
A hint of anger could be recognized in the Spider's voice, but Peter kept it in check.
"Now Dr. Strange is offering us the chance to help people in alternate worlds for real. To use our abilities to, as he put it, 'preserve order throughout all of existence.'"
Peter paused a moment to let this all sink in.
"But again, unlike the Timebroker, Dr. Strange is giving us a choice. We can help or go home."
Peter let his gaze move from the new comer over to the caped sorcerer.
"And as for my answer...I'm in."
"Great. So he's basically telling us that a bunch of people suffered and died because some idiot who had more power than he could handle didn't have his facts straight."
It meant they had been reality hopping and needlessly putting themselves and others in mortal danger when they could have been at home helping those who really needed it.
However, at the same time, now they were being offered a chance to make a difference, to actually do what they thought they were doing in the first place, helping worlds that needed. Or so they were being told.
"How do we know that he's not feeding us another load of bs? What if he's just another idiot who hasn't the slightest clue of what he's doing? What if he's wrong and is sending us on another futile goose chase that'll get us all killed?"
Almost immediately after that thought had came across his mind, another one came to counter it.
"What if he's right? What if there are world's really in danger? What if what he's asking you to do will save lives on a larger scale than anything the Resistance could accomplish? Are you willing to take that risk? To just turn your back on people in need just because you weren't willing to give the guy a chance?"
There was a long pause within Peter, silencing both voices that had been debating the issue.
"No."
The thought was short and simple, but it spoke volumes to the man under the mask.
"Alright, I'll play his little game on the off set chance that what he's saying is true. But if he's lying..."
In was a sentence that Peter knew he didn't have to finish. Liars and traitors didn't sit well with him, as they quickly found out. His focus on the small turmoil within him was diverted tothe questions being made by the unfamiliar face. Peter turned his attention to the new comer, willing to help shed some light on the situation for him.
"We've been reality hopping," Peter quickly pointed to his teammates that he had been reunited with, "to different worlds for a guy named the Timebroker, who believed that our homes had been destroyed and that the only way to restore them was to fix dangerous anomolies in alternate worlds. He used the fact that we no longer had homes to force us into helping him. What Dr. Strange is informing us, however, is that the idiot got his facts wrong, that our homes were never gone and that the only thing we accomplished on the missions the Timebroker had sent us on was getting our teammates killed."
A hint of anger could be recognized in the Spider's voice, but Peter kept it in check.
"Now Dr. Strange is offering us the chance to help people in alternate worlds for real. To use our abilities to, as he put it, 'preserve order throughout all of existence.'"
Peter paused a moment to let this all sink in.
"But again, unlike the Timebroker, Dr. Strange is giving us a choice. We can help or go home."
Peter let his gaze move from the new comer over to the caped sorcerer.
"And as for my answer...I'm in."