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Chapter 86: The Path to Afterlife
🕑 Added 2025-09-20 03:46:08 +0000 UTCJay stepped out of the Ancient One's meditation chamber, his mind still reeling from everything he'd witnessed. The visions of alternate timelines felt like half-remembered dreams, powerful but fragmented, like trying to hold water in cupped hands.
The Ancient One sat at her usual spot by the low wooden table.
"You completed the trials admirably," she said without looking up from her work. "However, since you haven't mastered the mystic arts, I cannot grant you access to our sacred relics our graduates usually get."
Jay bowed respectfully, pressing his palms together. "Thank you, Teacher. What you've taught me about discipline and inner strength... those lessons matter more than any artifact."
A slight smile touched her weathered features. "Stay for a few more days. I have something prepared for your departure."
"Of course." Jay hesitated, then asked, "Master, I need directions to a place called Afterlife. It's hidden somewhere in the mountains near the Chinese border."
The Ancient One's hands stilled on the bandages. "That settlement carries great sorrow. The Inhumans there have suffered much tragedy. What business could you have with them?"
"I think I can help them, though only if they accept the price."
After studying his face for a long moment, she nodded and provided detailed directions.
Three days later, Jay found himself cramped on a bus that seemed held together by rust and prayer. The mountain roads were little more than suggestions carved into cliffsides, and when the bus driver finally refused to go further, Jay had to rely on motorcycle taxis and his own feet for the final stretch.
The thin mountain air burned his lungs as he climbed higher. By the time he reached the narrow pass, the silence was so complete it felt oppressive. A massive boulder blocked the path ahead, weathered smooth by centuries of wind and rain.
Jay extended his darkforce sensitivity and immediately recoiled. The overwhelming aura of death and despair hit him like a physical blow. Somewhere beyond this barrier lay Afterlife, and the psychic residue of failed Terrigenesis attempts clung to the place like a shroud.
During his training with the Ancient One, Jay had practiced techniques he couldn't risk revealing at Kamar-Taj. Now, alone in the mountain wilderness, he let his shadows flow outward. They merged with the boulder's shadow, and Jay felt the strange sensation of becoming one with darkness itself. Passing through solid stone felt like swimming through thick honey.
He emerged on the other side to find an ornate gateway that perfectly matched the S.H.I.E.L.D. show he'd watched. Traditional Chinese architecture blended seamlessly with modern security systems, creating a fortress that could keep the outside world at bay.
The compound beyond was built into a natural valley, open to the sky but protected on all sides by steep mountain walls. Jay figured Gordon's teleportation abilities would be essential for transportation unless they had hidden aircraft somewhere.
Alarms shrieked the moment he stepped through the gate. Women and children vanished into prepared hiding spots while armed guards materialized from concealed positions. Within seconds, Jay stood in the center of a weapon-bristling semicircle.
He raised both hands slowly, keeping his movements calm and unthreatening. "Easy, everyone. I'm not here to fight. Just want to have a conversation."
A lean man stepped forward, eight throwing knives sliding between his fingers with practiced ease. Li's stance spoke of someone who'd survived by being faster and more ruthless than his enemies.
"Peaceful visitors don't carry swords," Li said, his voice carrying the flat tone of someone prepared to kill.
Jay glanced at the weapon on his back. "Touché. But it's really more of a security blanket at this point."
Li's eyes narrowed as he calculated throw angles and escape routes. The knives shifted slightly, and Jay tensed, ready to move.
Then Gordon appeared between them without warning.
The eyeless Inhuman's voice cut through the tension. "Stand down, Li. Elder Jiaying wants to meet our guest personally."
Li's expression shifted from suspicion to shock. "Wait... him? The Power Broker is this kid?"
Jay rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. "Yeah, I really need to hire someone for my PR."
As they moved deeper into the compound, Jay noticed the careful way people watched him. Children peeked around corners before being hustled away by worried parents. This was a community that had learned to fear strangers.
The meeting chamber blended ancient aesthetics with modern functionality. Jiaying sat at the head of a low table, her unnaturally youthful appearance contrasting with the wisdom in her dark eyes. Beside her, an elderly man radiated the kind of weariness that came from watching too many people die.
"Dr. Jay," Jiaying rose gracefully. "Your reputation precedes you."
"Nothing too terrible, I hope," Jay replied, matching her bow.
The elderly man waved a dismissive hand. "Enough dancing around the subject. I'm Yat-Sen, and I'm too old for diplomatic games. What do you want from us?"
Jay appreciated the direct approach. "Fair enough. I've come here with an offer that could change everything for your people."
"We're a self-sufficient community," Jiaying said carefully. "What could an outsider possibly provide?"
Jay's expression grew serious as his darkforce senses picked up the overwhelming negativity emanating from below their feet. Decades of death and failure soaked into the very foundations of this place.
"This compound looks peaceful from the surface, but I can feel what's underneath. The basement level... how many young people have died down there during Terrigenesis attempts?"
The atmosphere in the room shifted instantly. Yat-Sen's shoulders sagged with visible guilt, while Jiaying's diplomatic mask hardened into something more dangerous.
"How could you know that?" Gordon demanded.
Jay's smile held zero humor. "Information is my business. But I'm not here to judge your past. I'm here to offer you a future." He leaned forward. "What if I told you I could awaken dormant Inhuman abilities without requiring Terrigenesis at all?"
The silence stretched taut as a bowstring.
"That's impossible," Jiaying whispered.
"Is it? You know my reputation. You know what Doom revealed about my capabilities." Jay met each of their gazes in turn. "I can demonstrate if you'd like."
After a brief whispered conference, Gordon disappeared and returned with a nervous man in his thirties.
"Shane Henson," Gordon introduced him. "He carries the gene but hasn't undergone transformation yet."
Shane's hands shook slightly. "My wife just went through Terrigenesis last month. If this goes wrong..."
"It won't," Jay said gently, standing and placing a reassuring hand on Shane's shoulder. "Trust me."
Using Sage's genetic manipulation abilities, Jay reached deep into Shane's dormant DNA. Instead of the violent cellular restructuring of Terrigenesis, he carefully activated the sleeping Inhuman genes through pure energy manipulation. The process was instant and completely painless.
When Jay stepped back, Shane was floating three feet off the ground, tears of joy streaming down his face.
The room erupted in amazed whispers. Yat-Sen stared in wonder while Gordon actually embraced the floating man. Even Li seemed stunned by the demonstration.
"Incredible," Jiaying breathed. "What would you want in exchange for helping our entire population?"
Jay held up two fingers. "Two things. First, I need access to your Terrigen crystal reserves and all related research."
Jiaying nodded slowly. That seemed reasonable given what he was offering.
"Second," Jay continued, "I need Gordon to transfer his teleportation ability to me."
Li's knives were airborne before the words fully left Jay's mouth. At the same moment, Jiaying's hand slammed down on a concealed switch beneath the table.
The explosion that followed brought down half the walls.
Through the smoke and debris came Afterlife's elite enforcers. Lori Henson materialized first, her hands already blazing with superheated flames that turned the air itself into a weapon. She'd been one of Jiaying's most trusted allies, and her loyalty showed in every aggressive step.
Behind her, Alisha Whitley's clones began forming a barricade, four perfect copies of herself spreading out in tactical formation. Each one moved with deadly precision, their shared consciousness allowing for coordination no normal team could match.
Lincoln Campbell entered last, electricity crackling around his body like living armor. His eyes glowed with barely contained power, and when he moved, sparks jumped between his fingers to the metal fixtures around the room.
Jay watched it all unfold with supernatural clarity. His danger sense had been screaming warnings for the last thirty seconds, painting every threat in vivid detail across his consciousness. Time seemed to slow as his enhanced reflexes kicked into overdrive.
"Really?" Jay sighed, dodging Li's knives with casual ease while the other enforcers took their positions. "I come here offering you the deal of a lifetime, and you're spitting in the face of it?"
Lori unleashed a torrent of flame that would have melted steel. Jay simply stepped aside and absorbed the adamantium bullet, letting the fire wash harmlessly past him. "You know, in most business negotiations, people at least pretend to consider the offer before trying to kill the negotiator."
Lincoln's electrical blast came from his left. Jay caught it with his bare hand, the energy dissipating harmlessly against his adamantium physiology. "Though I suppose this is more honest than most corporate meetings I've attended."
The fight that followed wasn't much of a fight at all.
Jay moved through their combined assault like water flowing around stones. Every technique they'd perfected through years of training seemed predictable to someone with his enhanced senses and combat experience with the Masters from Kamar Taj.
Li's throwing knives met nothing but empty air. Lori's flames and Lincoln's electricity crackled uselessly against someone who was practically invulnerable.
Even Alisha's clone tactics, usually devastatingly effective against single opponents, proved useless when Jay could track all four copies simultaneously and predict their coordinated attacks.
"This is embarrassing," Jay muttered, catching one of Alisha's clones in a sleeper hold while simultaneously deflecting another's strike. "I mean, you're all clearly skilled fighters, but..."
He released his null field.
The effect was immediate and devastating. Within a fifty-foot radius centred on Jay, reality itself seemed to hold its breath as every active power simply... stopped. Lori's flames guttered out like candles in a hurricane, leaving her staring at her suddenly powerless hands in shock. Lincoln's electrical aura died instantly, and he stumbled as the electromagnetic field that had been supporting his enhanced reflexes vanished. Three of Alisha's four clones vanished like popped soap bubbles, leaving only the original gasping and disoriented as her consciousness suddenly compressed back into a single body.
But the most affected was Jiaying herself.
For decades, she had sustained her youthful appearance by stealing life force from others, hoarding those stolen years through her Inhuman power. With her abilities nullified, those accumulated decades came crashing down on her all at once like a dam bursting. Her smooth skin began to wrinkle and sag before their eyes, deep lines carving themselves across her face with each heartbeat. Her lustrous black hair faded to gray, then stark white, becoming brittle and thin.
Within moments, she looked not just older than Yat-Sen, but ancient, her hands shaking as they tried to hold onto the table for support.
"Stop this!" Gordon's voice cracked with terror as he stepped forward, his usual composure completely shattered. "Please, we're sorry! We were wrong to attack you! For everyone's sake, just stop!"
The desperation in his voice was raw and genuine, the plea of someone watching a person he cared about wither away. "You can take my power if you want it. Take it right now! Just please, don't let her die like this."
Jay rubbed his forehead with the heel of his palm, genuine frustration creeping into his voice. "Aw man, you guys are really making me out to be the villain here." He looked around at the terrified faces surrounding him, seeing only fear. "But whatever."
Moving with practiced efficiency, Jay approached Gordon and placed his hand on the Inhuman's shoulder. The power absorption was quick and clinical. As Jay pulled Gordon's teleportation ability into himself, something remarkable happened. The eyeless sockets that had defined Gordon's appearance for so long began to shift and change. Smooth skin gave way to developing eye sockets, and within moments, Gordon was blinking in confusion as vision returned to him for the first time in years.
"I can see," Gordon whispered, staring at his hands in wonder. "I can actually see."
Jay's attention shifted to Alisha, whose cloning ability was genuinely tempting for his future plans. The tactical advantages of multiple bodies working in perfect coordination...
But then he remembered the visions the Ancient One had shown him. All those alternate timelines where power had isolated him, cut him off from meaningful connections with others. Taking Alisha's ability would push him further toward that kind of existence.
After everything he'd witnessed about infinite possibilities and the importance of human connection, isolation was the last thing he wanted.
He let the opportunity pass.
"Yeah, yeah," Jay said, his tone carrying the exhaustion of someone who'd been forced into a role he never wanted to play. While the others continued pleading for Jiaying's life, their voices blending into desperate chorus, he released his null field with a casual gesture.
The return of their powers was like sunrise after the longest night. Jiaying's ageing process immediately reversed, her youthful appearance slowly returning as her life-absorption ability came back online, each stolen year flowing back into her body. Lincoln's electrical aura flickered back to life, weak at first but gradually strengthening. Lori's hands began to smoke with residual heat, and she flexed her fingers repeatedly as if making sure the fire would still come when called.
Li, seeing Jiaying's condition during the reversal and still furious about the entire confrontation, tried to launch another attack. His hand went to his remaining knives, face twisted with rage. The other enforcers quickly restrained him, Lincoln grabbing his arm while Lori blocked his path, everyone now painfully aware of exactly how outclassed they were.
"Li, stop!" Lori hissed. "You saw what he can do. Do you want to kill us all?"
"He could have killed Jiaying!" Li snarled back. "He's playing with us like—"
"Like we tried to kill him first?" Lincoln interrupted, his voice heavy with shame.
It was Yat-Sen who broke through the rising tension. The elderly Inhuman slowly knelt, his old bones creaking as he pressed his forehead to the floor in full kowtow. "My old eyes have seen too many young lives lost in the search for power," he said, his voice thick with decades of regret that seemed to pour out of him like blood from a wound. "My old hands guided them toward their deaths. I watched children walk into that chamber below us, full of hope and dreams, and I watched them turn to dust because I believed the old ways were the only ways." His shoulders shook with suppressed sobs. "Please... I beg of you."
Jay looked down at the old man and felt something twist in his chest. Here was someone who understood the weight of failure, the crushing responsibility of making decisions that cost lives.
"Alright," Jay said quietly, his voice gentler now. "Let's do this properly."
In the outdoor courtyard, a line formed that included nearly every resident of Afterlife. Jay worked methodically, awakening dormant Inhuman genes one by one. Most of the transformations were minor... enhanced senses, improved physical capabilities, small telekinetic abilities. Useful for daily life but nothing that would dramatically shift the balance of power.
The few individuals with genuinely powerful potential, Jay quietly lied about. "Sorry, your Inhuman genes aren't strong enough for activation," he'd tell them with practiced sympathy. After everything he'd witnessed about Jiaying's character and her potential future actions against humanity, the last thing he wanted was to provide her with more weapons for a possible war.
While the awakening process continued, Li and several other enforcers emerged from storage areas carrying a solid block of Terrigen crystal and a secured hard drive containing all of Afterlife's research data.
Jay used his technomorphing ability to interface directly with the drive, scanning its contents for any signs of tampering or hidden programs. Finding none, he accepted both items and finished awakening the last of Afterlife's residents.
The transformation of the community was remarkable. People who had lived in fear of Terrigenesis for years were now using various abilities, their faces bright with joy and relief. Many wept openly as they realized they'd never have to risk the deadly transformation process that had claimed so many of their friends and family.
Yat-Sen stood among them with tears streaming down his weathered cheeks, watching young people laugh and experiment with their new gifts instead of preparing for potential death.
Gordon approached Jay with obvious gratitude, still marvelling at his restored vision as he looked up at the stars for the first time in decades. "Thank you for everything you've done here," he said, his voice thick with emotion. "But... how will our people leave this place when they're ready? The mountain pass is still sealed by that massive boulder, and we've never maintained aircraft because of the secrecy..."
Jay glanced toward the sealed entrance, then slowly drew Murasama from its sheath. The black blade seemed to drink in the moonlight, its dark metal reflecting nothing. Everyone within sight unconsciously took a step backward as the weapon's malevolent aura washed over them like a cold wind.
"Alright, as a service, I'll make you a path."
Jay activated his tachyon field with deliberate precision, silver energy wrapping around the katana's edge like liquid starlight. What happened next defied their understanding of Jay's power in the most casual way possible.
He made a single, precise slash through the boulder, the movement so clean it looked almost lazy.
The cut traveled through solid stone as if it were warm butter, seeming to part before the blade's edge. The passage carved out was wide enough for a convoy to drive through, the separated stone falling away with a rumble that echoed through the valley like distant thunder. When the dust settled, a perfect tunnel opened onto the mountain road beyond, its walls smooth as glass.
Li and the other enforcers stared at the casual display of devastating power, sweat beading on their foreheads despite the mountain chill. Their faces had gone pale as they finally understood what would have happened if Jay had decided to take the violent approach from the very beginning. The compound, the mountain, possibly the entire valley could have been erased with the same casual effort.
As Jay sheathed Murasama with a soft click, the oppressive aura faded but didn't disappear entirely. He turned to Jiaying one final time, and when he spoke, his voice carried the weight of absolute certainty.
"Don't step out of line," he said quietly. "Focus on helping your people build better lives, find their place in the world, maybe even bridge the gap between Inhumans and humans someday. You do that, and you'll never need to see me again."
He paused, glancing around at the faces watching him—some grateful, some fearful, all changed by what they'd witnessed.
"But if you ever decide that humans are the enemy, if you ever think conquest is the answer..." His eyes found hers, and for a moment Jiaying saw something in them that made her blood run cold. "Remember tonight. Remember how easily this all could have gone very differently."
With Gordon's absorbed teleportation power, Jay vanished in a shimmer of displaced air, leaving behind a community forever changed, a leadership humbled by their brush with true power, and a future that suddenly held more possibilities than they'd dared to imagine.
For the first time in Afterlife's history, the mountain settlement looked outward toward the world beyond, wondering not how to survive in hiding, but how to build something better.
Comments
Felix Richards
Ok. That was a tactical decision. Excellent.
Gemaxter
I guess you could say she aged gracefully.
