Chapter 11: A Talk

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When Mark said that looking straight at the invisible drone, a blue light appeared, coming down from the sky, leaving behind some lighting, a few dozen meters away from him. When the light disappeared, there standing is a middle-aged man, with the right side of his face scarred, bald white side hairs, and with mean look of his face.

He proceeds to look at the Guardians, then Omni-Man, sighs and looks at Mark and asks, "What do you want?"

Mark proceeds to examine him and his features, unfortunately, Cecil felt uncomfortable under his gaze and squirmed slightly. Cecil felt like this person, this unknown, just saw through him, through his everything. Getting more uncomfortable by the minute, Cecil asked with irritation, "What.Do.You.Want?"

"I came for the Viltrumite-Human hybrid." Mark's voice is slightly drowned out by the sound of the whirling of helicopter blades. Looking up and to his left, Mark sees a formation of helicopters, heading straight towards him. However, Cecil heard what he said clearly, and his face fell slightly.

Deciding not to speak and wait for the noise to die down some, Mark just waits for the helicopters to land. However, that thought is erased as the helicopters stay up in the air, and hover, while soldiers with advanced weaponry repelled down. Those soldiers quickly get into formation and surround Mark and Cecil, all pointing their weapons at Mark.

Mark raises a slight eyebrow at the guards but doesn't do anything, Cecil rises his guard against Mark now that more people are in danger. Cecil doesn't have any delusions of power, he knows 100% that if this unknown decided that he wanted to eliminate these guards, he could. Without any obstacle or resistance.

Anxious that Mark might try something, Cecil ignores the previous statement and says, "Shall we take this somewhere more… private?" Mark just looks around and nods his head. Cecil proceeds to signal towards a guard to hand him cuffs and a blind fold.

"Will these be ok with you, or…?" Cecil asks while pointing at the cuffs and blindfold. Mark looks at them for a minute, before he nods his head and stretched his hands out. Cecil walks up to him and puts the cuffs on, before also going and putting the blindfold on.

Cecil then grabs Marks right bicep and proceeds to guide him towards a helicopter that he just signaled towards. Once inside the helicopter, Cecil proceeded to order all the guards to retreat with the Guardians and Omni-Man in a medical helicopter, surrounded by army ones.

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After a few minutes of flying, the formation of helicopters made it to the Pentagon, where Mark was escorted by Cecil and a group of guards out of the helicopter and inside the facility. Once inside the facility, Cecil took off Mark's blindfold, and started guiding him towards an interrogation room, where Donald was waiting with a camera in hand.

"Mind if we record?"

Mark replied by looking at the camera and saying, "No. I do not." Then Cecil pointed towards the door, exclaiming for Mark to enter first, then Cecil enters. Donald also enters and sets up the camera to record the conversation.

Cecil started by asking, "What's your name, how do you know our language, and where do you come from?" While asking this, Donald had started leaving the interrogation room.

"My name is Mark, or you can call me Quad-Elemental, and our organization teaches all the languages in the universe to the mentors recruited."

"I come from an organization of mentors out in the universe. We are solely dedicated to teaching superpowered beings in the universe ways to use their gifts the correct way."

"You keep talking about an organization, and earlier in the field, you said to the camera, and I quote, 'I am from the Coalition of Mentors, and by their authority, I demand to speak with someone of power on this planet!' Is this the organization?"

"Yes. Our organization is named the Coalition of Mentors. We have ties to every civilization, big or small, good or bad, spanning the entirety of the universe."

"Earlier you said that your organization mentor's beings that are superpowered how to use their powers. Any particular reason why you came here?"

"Yes. We have heard of a Viltrumite-Human hybrid that has recently awakened to their powers. I was sent here as a test of the organization and to mentor this Viltrumite-Human hybrid how to properly use their powers."

Cecil frowns at this. He had only just recently gotten the info about Omni-Man's son awaking his powers and here is an alien that came just a couples of days after he found out. He quickly clears his frown away and clears his throat.

"You said this was a test for you, right? How?"

"I am a relatively new mentor recruited by the Coalition, and as a new recruit, I am to be tested on the field. If I fail, I go back to training, if I don't, then I get a new person to teach."

Cecil is shocked. He just witnessed a relatively 'new recruit' from this organization absolutely demolish their strongest warriors in just hours.

"When you find this hybrid, what will you do exactly to get them to accept your mentorship?"

"I will only give them a choice. What they choose will determine the outcome."

"And what if they refuse?" Cecil questions with narrowed eyes.

"Then we will go our separate ways. End of story."

The interrogation room stays quite for a minute or two before Cecil stands up and says, "Can you stay here for a second."

He goes to walk out of the room when Mark interrupted him, "I will have to warn you that nothing on this planet can injure me. Not even the Vultrumite."

Cecil stops without looking back but then proceeds to walk forward, leaving the interrogation room. He walks through the halls and arrives in a control room. He then looks at a guard and the guard leaves. He looks up to reveal a wall entirely made from screens, all analyzing Marks fight with the guardians and Omni-Man.

After multiple minutes passed, Cecil finally entered the interrogation room again. He looks at Mark, hands him a badge sort of metal, "This will be your visitor pass. It will officially allow you access across the entire world without restrictions."

Mark takes the badge and goes to stand up when he says, "If you wanted to track me, just ask me, I would allow it." Cecil looks at Mark for a second and then looks at his watch. He presses something and a knocking comes from the door.

"Your escort is here." Cecil says while pointing at the door. Mark goes to the door and leaves the interrogation room, following the multiple guards armed with futuristic weapons meant to lead him out the facility.

However, before he could get far, he said, "I would have to warn you about the Viltrumite on your planet, they're very dangerous. Their history is… unsavory." With that, Mark continued following the guards to the exit. When Cecil heard that, he got even more suspicious of Omni-Man.

However, with nothing happening right now, he will not mess with anything unless something happens. The state in which the world is right now is good with Omni-Man and the Guardians slowly but surely healing it.

They walk through a bunch of hallways and made many sudden turns, just like the way that they brought Mark in. They were doing this to confuse Mark, except he can remember everything he experiences, and he is Omniscient. Nobody could ever confuse Mark.

It took a little over fifth teen minutes to get out of the secret base. Once the group reached the outside of the facility, he turned to Cecil that had followed him out and said, "I will stay on this planet for a while. I will help where I can and ignore what I can't. You will not interfere with my search of other possible beings that fit the criteria to be mentored by us."

And with that, Mark slowly levitated five inches off the ground, then he took off at the speed of sound. Back with the group, Cecil is currently displaying a serious face, when he sighed, now he needs to deal with another superpowered being capable of destroying the world. However, with that out of the way, he went back into the Pentagon and closed the door with a slam.

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Cecil comes upon a corner and turns, the guards having long been dismissed. He walked for a few more seconds before he came upon a door that read, 'Intensive Care'.

Walking through the white doors, Cecil entered a room with multiple gurneys pointing outwards with curtains blocking each gurney from each other. On the gurneys lay the Guardians, unconscious with nurses next to them, monitoring their every heartbeat. Just to the left of the door, is Omni-Man also unconscious, with a nurse beside him as well. Not that they could to much with how strong his skin is.

Cecil dismisses all the nurses in the room before walking towards Omni-Man's gurney. Beside it, he sat in a chair that was close by, and waited for Nolan to awake. It took a while, but nothing he couldn't handle, three hours and twenty-five minutes exactly.

Nolan awoke with a startle, gasping for breath and disoriented. He looked around with a mad glare before recognizing a hospital room, then he quickly ripped off his medical equipment and tried to fly out as fast as he could before he heard a yell from behind him.

"NOLAN!" Cecil yelled when he barely saw Omni-Man just about the speed out of the room. With the yell, Omni-Man stopped in his tracks and looked back at Cecil, then he looked around and after a second, he stopped flying.

"What happened?" Nolan asked with a low growl that did nothing to Cecil other than make him sigh.

"Quad-Elemental beat you; he beat all of you." Nolan just looked at Cecil funny. Cecil looking at Nolan and sighed once again.

"The guy you were fighting out in space, then here, on Earth, with the Guardians." Cecil said with an 'are you serious?' face pointed straight at Nolan.

When Nolan heard that, memories came flowing in like a breaking dam, and just like that, the anger that had been suppressed appeared once again. Once all his memories returned, Nolan was both anger and confused. Anger at being able to be defeated and confused because his mind totally just blanked out.

Viltrumites don't get memory lapses or losses. Their minds are built to handle all the strain and store all a Viltrumite experiences throughout their long, long life. It is theoretically impossible to give a Viltrumite memory loss of any kind, much less from blunt force trauma. It is even more impossible for them to have any kind of lasting effects from battles. So, this is definitely a situation to be confused about, don't worry Nolan, you're not crazy… just yet.

Done with those thoughts, Nolan looked at Cecil and saw the Guardians, just now remembering the last part of Cecil's earlier sentence. Then he asked, "What happened to them?"

"I'm assuming that either Quad-Elemental hit them too hard for them to be asleep this long. That includes you." Cecil said while looking back at them, then looking at Nolan. However, when he looked at Nolan, his face showed contemplation. He was weighing his options on whether to tell Nolan about Mark's (GOD) goal.

Looking like he had come to a decision, he said, "Look Nolan, I want you to hear me out on this." He said slowly, while standing up and approaching Nolan slowly, looking at him with wariness.

"Don't overreact to what I'm about to tell you, show think on it." Seeing that Nolan was looking at him with suspicion and apprehension, he was about to continued when Nolan asked with a growl, "What.did.you.do?"

He continued, "I didn't do anything… but the alien, he is searching for your son. He wants-" Before he could continue, Nolan had already sped out of the room with subsonic speed. The wind pressure along sent Cecil flying for a good two, three meters before he ended up on the ground and sliding three more meters.

With Cecil on the ground, grunting and groaning, he said, "God damn it Nolan, let me finish next time." He strugglingly stood up from his spot and began walking towards the door, when a group of soldiers and nurses entered.

"Stand down! And help them on the beds! NOW!" Cecil yelled when he saw the guards just standing there like deer caught in the headlights.