HISD Chapter 85 I Am Vision
Thud!
A bloodied, charred young man shot out from the edge of the mist, his body battered beyond recognition. Four deep claw marks tore across his back, raw and bleeding, as he tumbled from low altitude and crashed into the muddy ground outside the fog.
Homelander felt as if every bone in his body had shattered. Face down in the mud, he coughed grit from his mouth, too drained to lift a finger, his terrified eyes fixed on the fog behind him.
At the mist's edge.
The monstrous figure that had shattered all his pride and arrogance—like a devil crawling straight out of hell—stood motionless, just as it had at the very beginning. It did not step beyond the fog, did not pursue.
Even so.
Homelander dragged himself forward with trembling arms, crawling away from the nightmare, desperate to leave this hell behind.
...
At the edge of the mist.
Yi Meng, in his Doomsday form, stood unmoving. At his brow, within the raging crimson aura of destruction, a faint golden gemstone phantom slowly surfaced. Its glow began to push back against the chaos-driven will of annihilation.
Hm?
At his waist, the small witch doll tied to his exoskeleton suddenly trembled, her eyelashes fluttering as if stirred by wind, though her eyes remained closed.
Two beings—one towering, one tiny—seemed poised to awaken together in that moment.
Buzz!
The yellow gem phantom on Yi Meng's forehead flickered, its glow too faint. It could not keep pace with the endless resurgence of destructive instinct. Still, no matter how the tides of ruin surged, that gem's shadow endured—quiet, steadfast.
"Not yet…?"
A faint sigh seemed to echo from within the mist.
A violent storm erupted, shaking the fog.
Yi Meng, still lost in his dreamlike Doomsday rampage, did not awaken. Instead, he turned deeper into the mist, leaping toward another lurking monster, continuing his sleepwalking slaughter.
...
In the dream—Marvel's parallel universe, New York.
Inside the Avengers Tower, under Stark Industries' ownership.
At the top floor's high-tech laboratory.
Above a shattered containment pod, a tall, flawless vibranium body floated in midair, its gaze fixed on its reflection in the glass. Embedded in its brow, a yellow gemstone pulsed faintly with a mysterious warmth.
Perhaps in the final moment of shaping within the cradle of regeneration, influenced by its unseen master's subconscious, its vibranium surface bore a dark crimson hue, and upon its chest glimmered a faint, stylized S-shaped mark.
Its face resembled that of a young man wearing a mask of black and gold, sharp features clear and distinct.
Inside the lab.
Iron Man Tony Stark.
Bruce Banner, the Hulk.
Thor, god of thunder.
Steve Rogers, Captain America.
Clint Barton, Hawkeye.
And the twins from Hydra—Quicksilver Pietro, and Wanda Maximoff.
All stood tense, wary, their eyes fixed on the vibranium being hovering above them.
"Not JARVIS. Not Ultron. Something else… its own mind. Vision…?"
Banner squinted, uncertain, repeating what they had just heard.
One thing was undeniable: they had succeeded. They had created something even more powerful than Ultron.
But.
Was this being a monster—or an ally? None could yet say.
Tony's face betrayed his disappointment at hearing it was not JARVIS. Still, his determination did not falter. He believed firmly his choices had been right.
"Thor, you actually helped them create this thing?"
Steve turned in shock to Thor, who still gripped Mjolnir. Without Thor's lightning, the final spark could not have been struck. Without him, this being could never have been born.
"That stone in his brow is the Mind Stone—one of the six Infinity Stones," Thor replied bluntly, pointing to the gem. "Tony was right. The stone has shown us signs. A dark future is coming. That's why we need an ally who can wield it."
Steve frowned deeper, his gaze returning to the vibranium being calling itself "Vision." His voice was heavy, direct.
"Then answer me. Are you our ally? Do you stand with Ultron—or with us?"
All eyes turned toward Yi Meng's vibranium body suspended in the air. His answer would decide the world's fate, and what came next.
At that moment.
Yi Meng, inside Vision's body, still felt dazed. Everything around him seemed unreal, like a dream within a dream.
He knew this was indeed the Marvel dreamscape—but never had he imagined things would go this far.
It began only ten minutes earlier—
When he had first crossed into this Marvel timeline, Yi Meng realized something had gone wrong. His arrival was delayed by more than a year compared to what he had planned.
Now, he stood at the moment of Avengers: Age of Ultron.
The Mind Stone was about to be permanently set into the cradle body. Vision was about to be born.
If that happened, his AI self would never get access to the Mind Stone.
So, as an AI, Yi Meng rushed across networks, following the signals, all the way to Avengers Tower.
Its security, built on Stark technology, was strong enough that even Ultron could not sneak in unnoticed.
But Yi Meng was different. As an AI born from Stark's later technologies, he knew the systems inside out. Compared to him, Ultron was a child fumbling in the dark.
Yi Meng's design was a full decade ahead of this Marvel's timeline.
Without alerting Tony or Banner, he infiltrated Avengers Tower's systems. But he was still too late. Banner had already begun uploading JARVIS's core.
In that instant, a thousand options flashed through Yi Meng's mind. He chose the boldest, most dangerous, most unpredictable one.
He uploaded himself—directly into the cradle.
JARVIS's data fused with his, completing the being's design. And so, Yi Meng became the true master of the regeneration cradle.
In other words—
He became Vision.
He had taken the role of a hero who appeared in the Avengers films, a being whose actions would ripple across the story and through time itself.
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