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DoorMan #39
Kamar Taj[January 23, 2008]
–Jin'Ya The Venerable "Self Imposed" Psionic Dragon–
His one eye cracked open as he imposed some well deserved Draconic pressure on his surroundings, snickering as the weaker humans that were practicing near his dwelling skittered away. It was always fun to do that to humans. Most humans couldn't even explain the sudden sense of fear, it was just something the lizard part of their brain told them.
They were in the presence of an apex predator and should leave the vicinity immediately. Opening his eyes fully, he stretched and yawned, in the privacy of his chamber, on the edge of Kamar Taj. He grumbled once more as he had to be particularly forceful with his aura as a human couple was on the verge of mating near his dwelling, which was hidden from the vast majority of people here at Kamar Taj.
He will never understand the urges of humans. Mating while under threat? Somehow, they went at it even harder when they were scared.
Shaking his head, he controlled the urge to look deeper into what were obvious mental and soul aberrations of the humans and instead focused on his two surveillance targets on the planet and the third surveillance target in the Red Hearth.
With a flex of his will, a portal manifested in front of him as his awareness spread through the portal into the Red Hearth and located Banner, who was currently making himself coffee while going through the phone given to him after all tracking had been removed obviously. The man was much more stable than he was when he was on the run and barely surviving with suicidal thoughts. He knew, on an Astral Level, that the sheer weight of Banner's soul would stop him from dying in a mere mortal manner. For someone of that stature, they were destined to die in a blaze of glory, lighting up the Astral Realm as their soul withered into nothingness.
He didn't even know if his soul could be consumed by even the oldest of soul eating monsters deep in the Astral Realm. The strongest Psionic Dragons he knew, and he would know, he was one of them, weren't even that much stronger than him and as he was now, he wouldn't dare touch Banner's soul.
That single fact raised Banner's worth a ton for him and Colin because just in case he was unable to defend Colin from his own species who will come for him once they realise how juicy and ever nourishing a soul he was hiding from them, Banner's soul will act as a great deterrent due to his proximity in the material universe.
Finally all stretched out, he hummed in satisfaction as his dwelling and its surroundings were now all void of animals or distractions. He scoffed at the pair of humans who were running away, barely clothed. Even non sentient animals had the intelligence to realise something was obviously wrong and flee the area but humans? Somehow, their brains, which helped them become the apex species of their planet, stop working whenever they are in the presence of a sufficiently attractive human.
A major evolutionary flaw, something he was sure would be stomped out by the boot that was evolution soon enough.
He then followed the psionic threat he had latched onto Stark's mind and winced as he saw the man's condition. The man himself was unconscious, completely out of it but diving into the minds of the people nearby gave him a pretty good idea as to how his surgery was going.
Doctor Ho Yinsen was obviously trying his best but with limited tools and even more scarce patience from his captors, the best he could do was a stop gap measure, nothing more than that. The man himself was once again a cesspool of negative emotions slapped with a single positive hope being able to help someone escape the prison he was in.
That was the only thing the Doctor had going for him and that was sad. Ofcourse, sadness of this calibre and even beyond was commonplace on the planet. Coupling that with human's tendency to mate at rates Dragons couldn't even fathom without any regard for planning whatsoever made Earth's Astral realm such a dirty place that he hadn't dipped his senses too deep into it for the entirety of his stay on Earth in this new body.
This body was more than capable of handling his full psionic output, even if only for a few minutes but he had been "advised" to not do that by the Ancient One and her backers because that would simply break the Astral Realm of this planet. Souls of his strength were not supposed to be in the same vicinity as normal human souls because that would just set off a genocide of the whole species, outright breaking one of the commandments of their race that every member had to agree to before they travelled throughout the universe.
As strong as he was, breaking the commandment would have some pretty severe consequences, even for someone of his strength.
Satisfied that the man would not die and the people keeping them captive have seen value in keeping Tony Stark alive for longer, he severed that connection and moved onto the always active mental link between him and Colin.
Colin, he was an odd soul. It was clear that the soul had been touched by something other, something out of this reality. Something that got him his bullshit powers and allowed him to become someone who might one day have a hand in changing the entire galaxy or even the universe if some of the ravings of the older Psionic Dragons were to be believed.
.....
He snorted as he sensed the same divine shielded mind in LA as he did back in Seattle. Apparently, Princess Shuri of Wakanda had arrived in LA as well. He couldn't read her mind but he sure knew how humans worked at this point, at least most of the time. Sometimes, these hairless apes barely make sense with how they revert to their baser instincts but in this case, he knew that Shuri was following Colin, who had no idea that he was in the same city as someone whose soul had gotten a lot stronger than it was just a few days ago.
Ah, this was going to be fun, especially if he didn't warn Colin. She doesn't seem to want to harm Colin and even if she did want to, Colin was much stronger than her, based on her soul strength.
Considering it payback for forcing him to live on Earth where he was constrained, psionically, magically and mentally, just to monitor a single person. Granted, TOny Stark was supposed to be the uber saviour of the human race, according to Colin but he was unsure based on previous actions of the Merchant of Death.
"Tony Stark is in the exact same conditions you thought he would be. No deviations, yet." He relayed mentally as he borrowed Colin's senses and found him getting ready to enter the human workforce, in a very shielded manner.
Honestly, why Colin goes about, pretending to have to work to live was beyond him. Even if he did want absurd amounts of money, there were plenty of ways to go about doing that. Instead, someone who was stronger than most of humanity chose to hide in plain sight, peddling his brain for some money, and then after earning more than enough money, went on to get a "job".
"Fine. Keep me informed if there are any changes and you know what to do if his life is in any danger."
He shook his head at the foolishness of wasting so much time on stuff he thought useless as he mentally conveyed his understanding before cutting off the mental link.
He snorted in amusement as he watched Banner look at the kitchen in shock and awe as dozens of kilograms of meat were brought in through a portal and dumped into his dwelling.
It floated in front of him as he lazily floated down to the ground and stamped his paw on the ground, lighting up the ritual circle on the ground that began automatically roasting his breakfast.
Sure, it wasn't Ta-Lo meat but it was in huge quantities, so it made up for its deficiency in taste, somewhat.
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