Prologue of Rain

[Marcus Wright]

As The Vision dragged him through the floor quickly, away from the star-spangled hero and the man named Harry potter, they arrived at a giant meeting table that included the modern conveniences of video screens. The meeting started with a explanation of just who was in charge of the Astronomer's guild here in the Omniverse. His age could easily be confused on how gruff and tough he looked with the scars that covered the old man’s face.

Marcus looked up, mostly with a cross of his arms trying to understand this guy and what exactly was going on in the Pale Moors. However, the injuries of the younger man, Harry potter was still on his mind, yet it was shoved to the back of his mind, as the safety of his fellow Avengers were first on this mission.

Sometimes he understood Vision, other times he felt different than the others. Yet the heroic leader took him in when things were rough.

This was yet another chance to prove to himself and the Vision that he still held mettle in between his metallic parts and human heart.

He remembered a bit of a flashback earlier at the Gym.

Blair had made her point between Vision and Marcus “You just got back from a mission. Don’t you two ever rest?

Marcus placed a hand on Blair’s shoulder before he left “You still have a lot to learn about terminators and machines in general, Blair.”

Vision said “Query: No, we are designed not to rest. We are the Avengers.”