Music is "Ender's Game Score Suite" by Steve Jablonsky.
Picture is Prison 42 in the Negative Zone from the Civil War comic storyline.
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"Oh, my friends, my friends, forgive me
That I live and you are gone.
There's a grief that can't be spoken,
There's a pain that goes on and on.
Phantom faces at the window,
Phantom shadows on the floor,
Empty chairs at empty tables
Where my friends will meet no more."
- Les Miserables, Empty Chairs At Empty Tables Part 2
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CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
Teleporting through dimensions is worse than flying on a plane with turbulence. Thankfully I had Wanda and Pietro holding my hands, but I definitely don't recommend it for weak stomachs.
It didn't take us long to get to the Negative Zone, though. Sick or not, we arrived five seconds after each other, then moved from the entrance so others can come through the swirling red vortex. "Wait, was it not blue on the other side?" Pietro asks, confused.
"Ever see Doctor Who?" I ask. "One side of a vortex is blue, the other is red. Polarity in the universe, or in this case, multiverse.
He nods, and we watch as the group of X-Men come through, then Next Gen. Mutants, after them come the new recruits; then Deadpool, Ms. Marvel, and Spider-Woman, and lastly, the rest of my team: Bucky, Nat, Clint, Vision, Scott, Sam, and Stephen.
Clint shakes his head, confusion wearing off from the trip. "Holy shit." He then raises his head and looks at his surroundings in the Negative Zone. "Holy shit."
"You can say that again," I mumble, looking around.
It looks exactly like the place that Reed Richards sent Victor Von Doom, like an alien world. Crevices and craters filled with green liquid ooze and pool a few feet away. Cliffs jut in and out of the landscape. The air is tinged a dark color, making it a little harder to breathe, but not impossible. "Where is the prison?" Pietro asks. "I thought we were coming out right at the entrance-"
"-Uh, found it," Sam mumbles, looking to the opposite way that most of us gaze.
When we turn around, we're met with the sight of a giant structure, even bigger than the last we saw in the middle of the Atlantic. This wasn't just one building, but several different ones attached by covered walkways.
"Tony called it Prison 42," Natasha mumbles. "Forty-two buildings, 42 prison cells in each building, 42 of the most dangerous prisoners in each building."
"Sounds like a blast," I whisper. "What does that make?"
"It makes 1,764," Vision says, his partly computer brain aiding him in quick math. "Over one-thousand and seven-hundred superhumans, aliens, enhanced, Inhumans, mutants, and super soldiers are being kept here in the Negative Zone."
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