WHERE ANGELS FEAR TO TREAD - Mod Plot [The Aftermath]

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Who| Closed to the Spectre, Galactus, etc.
What| This is something like a "cutscene" of the Spectre-Galactus fight and what follows
Where| Near an uninhabited planet, in a star system near Braal's
When| After all the teams complete their objectives.
Warnings/Notes|

The sun cannon's blast had gone off without a hitch, damaging Galactus' ship and buying the other teams some time, but what followed was an unmitigated disaster. The Legionnaires had hoped they could defend the cannon long enough for at least two blasts, but a single beam of the power cosmic had destroyed the sun cannon and injured most of alpha team.

Then, after the blast, Brainiac 5 had disappeared. Just like that. In a splash of sudden empty space. As if Galactus had looked at him from across Braal's star system and willed him away. Jazmin didn't know if he was even alive.

In any case, after that initial blast, it was up to them. The new Legionnaires. They were the only hope Braal had -- and they hadn't disappointed. As soon as she got the word that Galactus was moving away to an uninhabited world, and that the Spectre had been freed and was gunning for him, Kid Quantum called in a threshold request to the planet where it was all about to go down.

Someone had to go and see what happened. And most of the teams had injured Legionnaires. She figured she could hold out just long enough to see before having to go to Legion World's Medbay. She brought some Legion observation drones with her, so that the whole team could see the final result of their actions.

In this, she wasn't so much a player as a camera-person, documenting what was about to happen so everyone could see. She had no power to affect the outcome of what was about to happen. No one did.

All she could do was hope it would work -- and also hope desperately that she'd find out that Brainy had simply been displaced rather than killed.

"Please work please work please work please work please work please work please work," she muttered to herself as her Kwai guide thresholded her in.

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[legionnpcs]

Speeding through the spaceways, the Surfer circled the small planet beneath him, as if judging it one final time before making his decision. He raised both of his hands and swung them above his head, emitting a burst of power that seared the sky above him.

The signal for Galactus.

The spherical transport ship, still repairing itself, responded. The Devourer's course altered, veering away from Braal. Galactus cared not from where he fed, simply that he did. He stood, pulling himself from the transforming remains of his vessel before walking through the vacuum of space towards the planet. "Galactus is pleased, Herald. This offering shall nourish me well."

He gestured, and as if growing from the aether itself, his planetary siphons began to form. "Now leave me. And let this new universe see what it means for Galactus to feed!"