Page 1 – (5 Panels)
1.1: Interior, a lab in Avengers Tower,
day. Hank McCoy, in his current
incarnation of the Beast, whatever that may be, is crashing through a plate
glass window, the kind that’s reinforced with steel wire to protect against
breaking.
Hank (caption): There are a minute number of ways with which
one can break space-time.
1.2: View through the broken window, an army of alternaBeasts,
all from different realities, representing different stages in Hank’s mutation. They are legion.
Hank (caption): I’ve done them all.
Hank (caption): This is my penance.
1.3: The alternaBeasts swarming over Hank McCoy. He fights valiantly, but is clearly
outmatched.
Hank (caption): Overwhelmed by circumstance, there was no
choice but to find a way to make it all right.
Hank (caption): Reed Richards had his Bridge. Doom, the Time Platform.
1.4: Interior,
the enormous lab Hank was just thrown from.
The Garter, a large, wide, mechanical, Kirby-esque “donut” hovering
above the ground. This was meant to be
an “I-Beam” of sorts, but instead has become a faucet of alternaBeasts that can’t
be shut-off. In this panel, the Garter
is pouring alternaBeast after alternaBeast.
Hank (caption): The Garter should have undone the damage of my
meddling, but instead of a support structure for the timestream, I created a singularity.
Hank (caption): When curiosity got the better of me – again -
I crawled through
Hank (caption): So did all the versions of “me” that still
existed.
1.5: Exterior, Avengers Tower, day. Hank McCoy is in mid-air, broken and
splintered glass cascading through the sky as Hank plummets to the ground. A funnel of alternaBeasts follows him, the
tip of the funnel closest to Hank while the funnel grows backwards, the wide
end filling the window through which Hank was thrown.
Hank (caption): It’s a small comfort to know that the
multiverse is full of “me’s” that made the same mistakes and shattered reality.
Hank (caption): I’m tired of being alone.
