It had been two days since Gojo mastered a stabilized version of "Blue" thanks in no small part to Tony Stark and J.A.R.V.I.S. Now, the group had relocated their operation to Gojo's favorite place in the Marvel world: the canyon. The wide, remote expanse was perfect for what came next which was of course a beating it's going to take.
Tony had personally arranged for the transfer of high-end experimental equipment to the canyon, the quantum stabilizers, space-time fluctuation readers, directional energy projectors, graviton field amplifiers, and a dozen reinforced containment drones, just in case things got... destructive. 'The lab wasn't exactly an ideal space to be flirting with space now is it?' It had taken almost four hours of sweat and heavy lifting with Gojo teleporting back and forth between the canyon and Stark's lab just to get everything assembled and calibrated.
By now, the battered rock formations of the canyon stood as an enormous monument to Gojo's rapid growth. Multiple portions of cliffside were jagged, sheared, or outright missing marks of successful "Blue" compression fields. What once took him long seconds to a few minutes of mental focus could now be done in mere seconds. Even Tony was impressed and he rarely admitted it.
But Gojo wasn't done.
Now came the challenge of Red.
Tony stood on a metal platform halfway embedded in canyon stone, lazily chewing a shawarma wrap, his Iron Man suit partially open to allow food access though the helmet was within instant reach.
"Now... Red," Tony said, gesturing with sauce-stained fingers. "That's easy. Blow stuff up."
Gojo gave him a deadpan stare.
Tony held up a hand. "Okay, not exactly. Red is about expanding space. Think of it like this instead of collapsing a point like the blue, you overload it with so much force, it inflates violently. Like blowing air into a balloon too fast pop."
Gojo nodded slowly. "Kind of like divergence and convergence… bring it to the physical world. Not just in technique, but in concept itself. Me converging space that's Blue and Diverging it that's Red."
"Exactly!" Tony snapped his fingers, flicking open a floating hologram on a nearby console. "Damn, you're getting it."
J.A.R.V.I.S. chimed in, his voice smooth as ever: "To elaborate, Mr. Gojo if Blue is the deletion of a localized spatial coordinate, Red is the over-saturation of energy at a fixed spatial vector. Injecting energy into the vacuum causes hyper-pressurization of local quantum fields. This may rupture the space at a molecular level, producing catastrophic repulsion."
Tony gave a thumbs up. "Or, in non-nerd speak boom, loudly and Messily."
He turned to a new hologram projected across a smooth slab of canyon rock. As he typed commands, the 3D interface warped and inflated outward, flickering with Red vector lines that pulsed dangerously.
"Now as you already know you're not pushing objects alone," Tony said, pointing at the hologram. "You're pushing the space around objects. And those poor bastards are just along for the ride."
Gojo took a deep breath. "So how do I trigger this using my telekinesis? I've only ever forced movement... not expansion."
J.A.R.V.I.S. answered:
"Begin by focusing on a stable spatial coordinate not the object, but the air around it. Visualize it as a volume, then inject constant telekinetic force into the volume itself, without intending direction. The pressure builds not because something is being pushed, but because reality is being inflated unnaturally. When the field becomes unsustainable, space will expel itself to stabilize."
Gojo narrowed his eyes. "Alright."
Tony slid his helmet down with a metallic click. "Whoa, whoa you're not doing this next to my Italian shawarma. Go over there. Far over there. I need at least one side of this canyon intact."
Gojo rolled his eyes and teleported a good fifty meters away to the next rock platform.
"Good boy," Tony said, jetting upward into the air and hovering a safe distance above.
"J.A.R.V.I.S., commence recording and spatial integrity scan," Tony said.
"Online. Sensors live."
Gojo stood still. His energy vision activated the world around him painted in hues of density and fluctuation. He saw air molecules ripple with minute pressure waves. Through his telescopic and microscopic vision, he tracked even the faintest drift of quantum motion.
He looked for a bit and then selected a point not on a rock, but in the air and the space itself.
And then with careful restraint he pushed. Not outward or inward and also not sideways. He pushed into space itself.
It began to distort the vectors swelling. A faint red shimmer flickered to life. Gojo smiled.
Tony's HUD lit up in red. "Uh oh Gojo, hold up you're overloading it, SLOW DOWN…"
BOOM.
A massive shockwave erupted as space detonated, flinging Gojo backward like a ragdoll. He crashed into a distant boulder, smoke and dust filling the air.
Tony winced. "Yeesh. Called it."
As the debris cleared, Gojo sat with one hand to his chin, legs crossed.
"I went too fast, didn't I?" he asked aloud.
"Indeed, sir," J.A.R.V.I.S. replied calmly. "Perhaps a more appropriate measure next time."
Gojo stood up, brushed dust from his shirt, and teleported back to the test site without missing a beat.
Tony laughed through the comms, still hovering. "Alright, then. Test 2: commence."
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