Untouchable Comics/The Venusian/Son of Venus

The first issue of Untouchable Comics's The Venusian.

Synopsis
the citizens of the city of Fartherend are abuzz with gossip and rumors when a mysterious man in a metal suit begins combating its growing criminal underworld. This catches the attention of Police Captain John Kestler, who begins investigating the man in the armor. However, it also inspires the criminals in question to fight harder and go bigger to counteract their new foe.

Plot
A group of criminals stand out the back side of an unidentified building. Inside of the building, another criminal chucks boxes down to the others from a window high above, the others catching the boxes and putting them in the back of a van.

The underling shrugs at this and goes back to smuggling the boxes.
 * Leader Criminal: Be careful with those, you got me? The boss'll kill us if there's even a scratch on the goods.
 * Underling #1: What're we grabbing, anyway?
 * Leader Criminal: Questions like that could get you shot.


 * Leader Criminal: Pick up the speed, we gotta get out of her fast.
 * Underling #2: Why? Cause of the rumors?
 * Leader Criminal: Seriously? Don't tell me you actually believe that BS, man.
 * Underling #2: The world we live in now, anything's possible.
 * Leader Criminal: Yeah, anything but tha--

A noise is heard behind them. The leader turns around and sees that a trash can has been knocked over. He pulls a gun and approaches the trash can, only for a cat to walk out from behind it. He puts his gun away and turns back.


 * Leader Criminal: See? It was... nothing...

The leader stares at something off-panel.


 * Underling #1: What? What'd you see?

On top of the van stands The Venusian, donned in blueish silver armor and staring down at the leader. The leader grits his teeth and pulls his gun again, firing off several rounds at Venusian, the bullets bouncing off of him. He then jumps off of the van and runs towards the leader at superhuman levels, grabbing him by the shirt and quickly spinning around, tossing him away so hard and so far he flies into the back of his own van, smashing through the boxes. Diamonds pour out of the now broken boxes.


 * Underling #2: Diamonds!?
 * Venusian: Yes, but tell me...

The underlings turn to face Venusian.


 * Venusian: Do you really think those are the most of your concerns right now...?

The criminal in the window above and one of the underlings pull guns, firing off at Venusian, who simply stands there and allows the bullets to bounce off of him. He curls his hands into fists and his arms begin emitting a strange energy. He fires off a blast of energy behind himself, the force of which launches him forward. He punches the criminal by the van, using the momentum of his launch to knock the criminal out instantly. He then turns and fires a bolt of energy at the other criminal standing in the window, hitting him in the chest and launching him further into the building. We don't see what happens to him, but the loud bang that follows indicates he likely smashed against the ground. Venusian then looks around the area, counting the unconscious bodies.


 * Venusian: Two, three... Could have sworn there was a fourth...

The van drives backwards into Venusian, revealing the fourth criminal has gotten inside and is driving it. He runs over Venusian, who ends up on the other side of the van. He gets back up despite having been run over and the van instantly slams back into him. He grabs on to the van's front, placing one hand on the hood and the other hand underneath.


 * Underling #1: Come on and die, you piece of--!

The van suddenly stops moving. The tires are still going but the van is immobile.


 * Underling #1: Huh?

It's revealed that Venusian is levitating slightly off of the ground and has picked up the front of the van. He flies into the air, picking up the rest of the van as he does (the leader criminal falls out the back of it in the process) before letting it go and allowing it to crash into the ground. The underling crawls out the now smashed door window of the car, covered in blood but alive. Venusian lands next to him and crouches. He places his middle and index fingers on the underling's neck and stares off at nothing. The lenses of his helmet flash and make a beeping noise.


 * Venusian: High chance of a broken rib but you'll live.

He punches the underling in the face, knocking him unconscious too. The next day, Police Captain John Kestler slams a news paper down in front of his two employees, Eli Bloomer and Ian Rodie. Rodie picks it up.

Kestler heads off as Eli gives an annoyed sigh.
 * Ian Rodie: "Mysterious hero foils diamond heist". You think it's the same guy as last time?
 * Capt. John Kestler: And the time before that, and the time before that.
 * Ian Rodie: Any suspects?
 * Capt. John Kestler: Of course not. If I had suspects, the guy would've been arrested by now!
 * Eli Bloomer: No leads, no suspects, nada. So, what're we here for?
 * Capt. John Kestler: I want the two of you's help in tracking this guy down. He's making hard-working cops look like idiots, and I won't stand for it anymore!
 * Ian Rodie: You think he'd be easy to catch? I heard he had these... abilities. Dangerous stuff.
 * Capt. John Kestler: He is a vigilante that is breaking the law. He can't go unpunished.
 * Eli Bloomer: Rodie has a point, how are we supposed to arrest someone who can likely kill us.
 * Capt. John Kestler: I don't know! Improvise!

Bloomer wraps an arm around Ian's shoulder and pulls him in.
 * Eli Bloomer: Great.. just freaking great…
 * Ian Rodie: Got any ideas, Bloomer?
 * Eli Bloomer: Can't say I do. But you know how it is.


 * Eli Bloomer: With you by my side, little man, I'm sure this guy'll be a easy as pie!
 * Ian Rodie: Please get off of me...
 * Eli Bloomer: Come on, don't get all up-tight, bud!

Bloomer noogies Ian, who groans in irritation. Meanwhile, the leader criminal from earlier in the issue sits in a prison cell reading a book when the door to his cell opens up.


 * Prison Guard: Hey, MacCulloch. You're free to go.
 * MacCulloch: Bail?
 * Prison Guard: Something like that.

MacCulloch walks out of his cell and sees a white-haired woman waiting for him. She smiles.


 * White-Haired Woman: Mr. MacCulloch.
 * MacCulloch: Do I know you?
 * White-Haired Woman: No, but you're familiar with my employer. The one you call "boss"?

MacCulloch's eyes widen. Later, the white-haired woman stands inside of a large building in front of the men's bathroom. The door opens and MacCulloch comes out, having changed out of his prison attire.


 * White-Haired Woman: Unfortunately, we couldn't get our hands on your actual clothes. I hope the replacements are good enough.
 * MacCulloch: I've worn worse. Now, which way to the boss?
 * White-Haired Woman: Just follow my lead.

MacCulloch follows the woman through the building.


 * MacCulloch: So, you got a name, sweetheart?
 * Molly: My name is Molly, and with all due respect, I'm not your sweetheart, Mr. MacCulloch.
 * MacCulloch: Jesus, alright...
 * Molly: So, have you and "the boss" met before?
 * MacCulloch: He gave most of his orders over email.
 * Molly: Then consider this an honor. He doesn't meet with many of his subordinates. He must have seen something in you.

MacCulloch gives a proud smirk. Molly stops in front of a door.


 * Molly: We're here. Please don't say anything you think will upset him.
 * MacCulloch: Got it.

MacCulloch opens the door and walks in. Inside is a room with no windows and no lights, with all of the light coming from lamps and TVs that display footage from around the city. In the middle of the room is a desk with a man sitting in a swivel chair that is facing away from MacCulloch.


 * MacCulloch: ...Boss?
 * MacCulloch's Boss: "Boss"... That's right, I never did give you my name. That won't do if we're going to work this close...

The man turns around to face MacCulloch, revealing he is a man in a green suit with scars covering his hands and an eye patch.

Maverick rolls his chair aside, revealing another TV behind him displaying what appears to be an alien spaceship in a bunker.
 * Michael Maverick: I am Michael Maverick. Don't make me regret telling you that. I see you failed your heist.
 * MacCulloch: You don't understand! The man who stopped us wasn't human.
 * Michael Maverick: You know… two of my subordinates said the same thing. Okay, I can hear you out. What did this superhuman do?
 * MacCulloch: I shot him and the bullets bounced straight off! All I remember was he grabbed me and tossed me. After that, I was out cold.
 * Michael Maverick: Interesting. It seems that we're facing a threat we aren't prepared for. You're familiar with the theory of evolution, right MacCulloch?
 * MacCulloch: Yes?
 * Michael Maverick: Well, we are like animals, MacCulloch. We have been the apex predator for a while. Then this mystery man arrived, causing us to plummet to second place. Second place isn't how an animal survives. They need to evolve to survive. Change. Adapt. Do you get what I'm saying?
 * MacCulloch: I... think so. But how're we meant to adapt to a monster like that?


 * Michael Maverick: I have an idea...

Meanwhile, footage of Venusian's earlier fight is projected on to a wall, though it is currently paused. Standing beside the projection is Ian and Bloomer and Kestler watches from the back of the room, smoking a cigar.


 * Eli Bloomer: So, after a couple hours of investigating, we found out that the crooks forgot to break one of the cameras outside the building they were robbing. And guess who's in the footage?
 * Capt. John Kestler: So we know what he looks like now. How does that help us actually fight him?
 * Ian Rodie: The footage demonstrates a number of abilities that the vigilante possesses. We can't be certain that it's all of them, but the hand full we have may make it easier to counteract them in the future.

Kestler thinks about this and smiles.


 * Eli Bloomer: Hey, the captain smiling! That's a first.

Kestler's smile drops back into a grimace.


 * Ian Rodie: Just break down the footage, Bloomer.
 * Eli Bloomer: Heh. Fine, fine.

The footage plays, showing off Venusian's abilities.

Kestler sits back in his seat and smokes while thinking.
 * Ian Rodie: As you can see, the vigilante allows the criminal's bullets to bounce off of him and sprints towards the criminal at Olympic-level speeds. Unknown if this is his top speed.
 * Capt. John Kestler: So, what I'm hearing is that our weapons are useless against him.
 * Ian Rodie: Sadly.
 * Eli Bloomer: And he's tossing that guy... Right now! Woo!
 * Ian Rodie: It is impossible for a human of the vigilante's estimated height and build to have the strength to toss someone through the air as far and as fast as he managed to, indicating a form of superhuman strength.
 * Capt. John Kestler: What're those beams he's firing?
 * Ian Rodie: We aren't sure. We're currently having in-station scientists examine the footage to find out.
 * Eli Bloomer: In the words of Nelly in the labs, "I ain't never seen crap like that my whole life".
 * Ian Rodie: That's not how she actually said it, for the record.
 * Eli Bloomer: You're no fun.
 * Ian Rodie: I'm getting to the point.
 * Capt. John Kestler: Anything else?
 * Ian Rodie: You see that armor he's wearing? We can't identify it.
 * Eli Bloomer: We can't identify anything about the guy. It's like he's an alien that crashed to Earth!
 * Ian Rodie: Not funny, Bloomer.
 * Capt. John Kestler: So, any ideas how we can take this guy down?
 * Ian Rodie: Unfortunately, no. Or at least nothing we have authority to use.
 * Eli Bloomer: Meaning we might have to hand this off to somebody higher up. And by higher up, I mean higher up. Like, the FBI or CIA.
 * Ian Rodie: Hopefully it won't have to come to that, though.

Ian nods and walks out of the room. Bloomer follows shortly behind. Kestler rests his head in his hands. Some time later, Kestler stands on the roof of the station, still smoking and thinking about Ian's words. He hears laughter and looks down, seeing a group of children playing superhero. A solemn look crosses Kestler's face.
 * Capt. John Kestler: Alright. Call them up.
 * Eli Bloomer: Sorry, one more time?
 * Capt. John Kestler: Call up the bureau and see if they can work with us on the case. Explain the situation.
 * Ian Rodie: Are you sure? This early into the investigation?
 * Capt. John Kestler: You two said it yourselves. There's nothing we have that can actually beat this guy. But maybe there's something they have that can.
 * Ian Rodie: We don't even know if he is a threat.
 * Capt. John Kestler: Explain.
 * Ian Rodie: He only assaults criminals. We don't truly know what he wants.
 * Eli Bloomer: You know… he's right. Maybe this vigilante is like Shrek.
 * Ian Rodie: Shrek?
 * Eli Bloomer: You've never seen Shrek? Basically what I think what both me and Rodie are trying to say is, what if this vigilante doesn't want to harm innocents?
 * Capt. John Kestler: Vigilantism is illegal. I don't want to say this again. Call in the damn bureau...


 * ???: They look happy, don't they?

Kestler turns, only to see no one is behind him. He slowly looks up and it's revealed Venusian is floating above him.


 * Venusian: It's good to meet you.
 * Capt. John Kestler: Wish I could say the same...

Venusian lands.


 * Venusian: I heard that you're leading an investigation into me. And I want to talk about that.
 * Capt. John Kestler: How in god's name could you know that?
 * Venusian: I have my ways.
 * Capt. John Kestler: And those "ways" are...?
 * Venusian: You and I know that I can't tell you.
 * Capt. John Kestler: Of course...
 * Venusian: Now, what exactly have I done that's got you riled up?
 * Capt. John Kestler: I'm "riled up" because there's a comic book superhero running around my city like it's normal! Look, I don't know how it works where you're from but here, the police are the ones that take care of the bad guys. Not some untrained wacko with some neat powers and a costume.
 * Venusian: Can I at least explain myself before you open up a manhunt on me?
 * Capt. John Kestler: You can try. Can't guarantee I'll understand you, though...
 * Venusian: Thank you. First off, and likely most importantly, where I come from I am the equivalent of a police officer. And where I come from... is Venus.

Kestler goes quiet.


 * Venusian: Take your time. I've been told that most people don't react well to first contact.
 * Capt. John Kestler: V... Venus? Like... second rock from the sun Venus?
 * Venusian: The same.
 * Capt. John Kestler: How the hell did anything manage to live on that planet? And if you're an alien, why do you look human? Not to mention, what do you mean you're a cop?
 * Venusian: I'm going to answer all of your questions, just slow down. First...

Flashback panels revealing Venusian's origin are shown as he narrates over them.

Kestler goes quiet and lights another cigar, putting the first one out on the bottom of his shoe.
 * Venusian: Yes. I am from Venus. My people have our own word for the planet, but that's unrelated. And you wouldn't be able to pronounce it's true name anyway. The people of Venus, the "Venusians" as they would be called in your language, are headed by a small council that have managed to make the planet go without war, famine, or disease in generations. Deciding to spread that peace, the council trained an elite group of soldiers and sent them out to defend the planets of the cosmos. One soldier for each planet.
 * Capt. John Kestler: And that's what you are?
 * Venusian: Yes. And I compared myself to a cop earlier, but the closest translation for what I am would be "Magistrate". I was trained from my childhood to be the protector of your planet. If there is ever war, violence, disease, or chaos in any form, my job is to put a stop to it.
 * Capt. John Kestler: And why should I believe you?
 * Venusian: You're alive.
 * Capt. John Kestler: What?
 * Venusian: If you really were going to blow the lid off some kind of invasion or conspiracy, why would I concoct some story to explain myself instead of just killing you?
 * Capt. John Kestler: How could you kill me?
 * Venusian: I'm more powerful than you could ever hope to be, captain. You know that I could kill you if I really wanted to.
 * Capt. John Kestler: Jesus...
 * Venusian: It's dark, yes. But it's the sad truth.
 * Capt. John Kestler: ...So, if you're an alien, why do you look like a human?
 * Venusian: The council turned me into this to make sure you Earthlings didn't panic at the sight of my true form.
 * Capt. John Kestler: Aliens actually use the term "Earthling"?
 * Venusian: I do, at least.
 * Capt. John Kestler: Oh, you think you're funny now, huh...?
 * Venusian: Back on track, I want to ask you to do something for me.
 * Capt. John Kestler: Uhuh?
 * Venusian: Call off the investigation.

A wordless panel of Molly and MacCulloch approaching the spaceship shown before is shown.
 * Capt. John Kestler: ...I'll consider it.
 * Venusian: That's all I ask.
 * Capt. John Kestler: So, if you're an alien, how'd you get here? You just... fly?
 * Venusian: On a spaceship, yeah.
 * Capt. John Kestler: And what happened to the ship?
 * Venusian: It was stolen not long after I made it here. I've been trying to find it ever since, but it's nowhere to be found.


 * Venusian: Luckily, no one knows how to pilot it except for me.

MacCulloch runs his hands across the ship.


 * MacCulloch: So, if you guys don't know how to fly the damn thing, then why am I here?
 * Molly: While yes, we have failed to comprehend the controls, there's one part of it we've not only managed to duplicate but in mass quantity, too.

Molly runs her fingers across the guns of the ship as a man in a blank mask hands a high-tech gun to MacCulloch.


 * Molly: We wanted to perform more tests before debuting it, but the vigilante has forced our hands. So, what do you say, Mr. MacCulloch...?

MacCulloch smiles.

MacCulloch nods and charges the gun. Back with Venusian and Kestler.
 * MacCulloch: I say it's time to settle an old debt.
 * Molly: Mr. Maverick would be pleased.
 * MacCulloch: I'm curious, what do I get in return of helping Maverick kill this hero?
 * Molly: The satisfaction of being the one that did it. And a place by his side, of course.


 * Venusian: I'll head off now and give you some time to think. See you next time, captain.
 * Capt. John Kestler: You too. I guess...

Venusian flies away. Suddenly, Bloomer bursts through a door to the roof and runs up to Kestler.


 * Eli Bloomer: Sir! The vigilante was spotted approaching the station! He--

Kestler points to the sky at the Venusian, who is currently flying away.

Kestler watches Venusian fly away.
 * Eli Bloomer: I'm... going to guess you already knew that.
 * Capt. John Kestler: Just had an extensive talk with the guy. Revealed some interesting stuff to me. I'll tell you about it some day.
 * Eli Bloomer: What do you mean interesting?
 * Capt. John Kestler: That doesn't matter right now. Did Rodie call the bureau?
 * Eli Bloomer: Not yet. Why?
 * Capt. John Kestler: Call him up. Tell him to postpone it for a while.
 * Eli Bloomer: What? What the hell did he say to you? Okay, be real with me, is... is he intimidating you?
 * Capt. John Kestler: No, in fact, the opposite.


 * Capt. John Kestler: He was honest with me...

Venusian flies through the air above the city while looking down on its citizens. A synthetic voice speaks in his helmet.


 * AI: How did the encounter go, sir?
 * Venusian: As well as it could've.
 * AI: Will he cease his operations?
 * Venusian: I'm hopeful, at least.
 * AI: Then let's continue searching for disorder, shall we?
 * Venusian: I can try but there hasn't been a lot of "disorder" today. Which is... strange to say the least.
 * AI: No disorder at all? Oh, the shock and horror. How in the world will you cope?
 * Venusian: Shut up.

MacCulloch stands in a concrete room with his gun. Molly approaches him and places a white mask that covers all of his facial features on his face. It's revealed several other men wearing the same mask and carrying the same guns are standing next to him. Molly steps back.

They cheer as Molly pulls a lever on the wall that opens up a massive overhead door opens, revealing the streets of Fartherend. The masked gunmen run out as Molly gives a terrifyingly content smile. A montage of the masked men attacking people across the city is shown, ranging from simple muggings to blowing out the tires of cars and causing them to crash. This continues on for what seems to be hours, as it picks back up with Kestler, who is sleeping in his bed when his phone rings. Half-awake, he picks it up.
 * Molly: Are you ready?
 * Masked Men: HOORAH!!
 * Molly: Good... now, march out! And teach this vigilante a lesson!


 * Capt. John Kestler: You've got Kestler.
 * Eli Bloomer: Cap! You gotta get to the station, you're not gonna believe it!
 * Capt. John Kestler: Bloomer? What's happening?
 * Eli Bloomer: Turn on the news, every channel's talking about it!

Kestler grabs a remote and turns on a TV in the corner of his room.


 * News Reporter: We are not entering hour five of the riots performed across Fartherend by the mysterious masked assailants. Police are doing their best to combat the gunmen, but it has proven difficult due to their powerful weapons which are--
 * Person Off-Screen: GET DOWN!

Laser blasts fly past the anchor's head. One of the masked men walks up and kicks the anchor to the ground before turning around and shooting the camera. Kestler looks at this in shock for a moment.


 * Capt. John Kestler: Call everyone who can come and tell them to gather at the station, I'll be there as soon as I can.

Kestler gets out of bed and runs off. Meanwhile, a group of people in a bank sit on their knees with their hands behind their heads. At the desk of the bank stands MacCulloch and a group of other gunmen, who are robbing the place. MacCulloch holds a gun at the women at the desk's head as she puts money into a paper bag while crying.


 * MacCulloch: Come on, pick up the speed, bitch!
 * Desk Lady: I-I'm sorry...
 * MacCulloch: We're gonna be here all day at this pace!

The lady continues to cry and put the money away before suddenly stopping and looking slightly above MacCulloch.


 * MacCulloch: What're you staring at?
 * Masked Man #1: Oh shit!

The masked men all point their guns at something. MacCulloch turns, revealing Venusian floating above them with his arms crossed.


 * Venusian: Good evening.

MacCulloch laughs and takes off his mask.


 * MacCulloch: Hiya. Remember me?
 * Venusian: Can't say I do.

MacCulloch scowls and puts his mask back on.


 * MacCuloch: You slammed me into a pile of boxes! You embarrassed me in front of my own men!

MacCulloch opens fire on Venusian as one of the beams hits him as he grunts.


 * Venusian: That… hurt…

MacCulloch laughs as he fires again. Venusian dodges and grabs MacCulloch.


 * Venusian: Where did you get that tech?
 * MacCulloch: Fire!

Suddenly, the other masked gunmen fire out on Venusian as he quickly drops MacCulloch and dodges. The gunmen fire more as Venusian blasts a bolt, taking out one of the gunmen. After one of their members falls, the gunmen scatter while still firing. Venusian tries to blast at them but misses each time. Eventually, one of the gunmen manages to shoot out shoot Venusian right where his helmet and neck meet, causing him to crash to the floor. He manages to get up and feels the damaged area, which electrically shocks his finger.


 * Venusian: Anti-gravity device is shot...
 * MacCulloch: He's grounded! Get him!

The gunmen move towards Venusian, who very quickly blasts all around him, hitting all of the gunmen and launching them through the air, though not knocking them out. He then runs at speeds far faster than he was already seen running at. All that the men can see is a blur before he's gone.


 * Masked Man #2: Where'd he go?
 * MacCulloch: Spread out and find him!

Above them, it's revealed Venusian has run up the walls on to a large light hanging from the ceiling, where he is currently resting. He is also carrying a gun in his hand, having stolen it from the unconscious gunman.


 * Venusian (whispering): Computer? You here?
 * AI: Indeed.
 * Venusian (whispering): Estimated time for auto-repair?
 * AI: Twelve minutes.
 * Venusian (whispering): So I'll have to go without flying for twelve minutes...

Venusian pulls the gun up and examines it.


 * Venusian (whispering): Wha... This is Venusian tech! Or at least a damn good replica. How'd they manage to get their hands on this?

A horrifying realization hits Venusian.


 * Venusian (whispering): My ship...
 * MacCulloch: HEY!

MacCulloch grabs a hostage and points a gun at the back of the man's head.


 * MacCulloch: For every minute you're not down here, facing me like a man, I'm gonna shoot somebody! Starting with this guy here!
 * Man: W-what? Please, no!
 * MacCulloch: Shut up!

MacCulloch tries to pull the trigger, but before he can Venusian jumps down and blasts a bolt at MacCulloch, launching him back against the wall before running up and grabbing him, attempting to toss him through the air again. However, before he can, MacCulloch pulls the trigger of his gun, blasting Venusian across the room and smashing him through a table. The hostages of the bank run out of the way as Venusian flies through the air.


 * MacCulloch: Yeah, you see that?! You see how it feels now, to get launched through the air like you're nothing at all?!
 * Venusian: You were something to me.
 * MacCulloch: Huh?

Venusian stands back up, his suit now badly damaged.

MacCulloch prepares to fire his gun again, only for Venusian to repeat his action from the beginning of the issue, firing a bolt behind himself and launching himself forward with the force. MacCulloch manages to shoot Venusian in the shoulder, but he powers through and tackles MacCulloch through a window. MacCulloch and Venusian roll across the floor outside, MacCulloch dropping his gun. He tries to get back up and reaches for his gun, only for a foot to step on it. He looks up, revealing Kestler pointing his own gun at MacCulloch.
 * Venusian: You were a joke... And you still are. Now, tell me where you got the tech.
 * MacCulloch: You aren't getting anything out of me.
 * Venusian: Hrph...


 * Capt. John Kestler: I assume you know your rights?

MacCulloch sighs and collapses on the floor, passing out. Some time later, the gunmen are shown being taken away by police while Kestler speaks with Venusian.


 * Capt. John Kestler: Apparently after we showed up, they decided that they didn't stand a chance in hell fighting against both us and you at the same time.
 * Venusian: And what are you going to do with the weapons?
 * Capt. John Kestler: They're evidence, so they'll be kept at the station.
 * Venusian: Those guns can hurt me. Maybe even kill me. You could use them against me, you know.
 * Capt. John Kestler: Is that right? Well, it's a real shame that they're evidence. Looks like they're gonna have to be kept in a guarded room, locked away from the rest of the world from now on.

Kestler gives a knowing wink at Venusian, who laughs slightly.


 * Capt. John Kestler: You know, there's still a whole bunch of these masked nutjobs running around. You care to help us with that?
 * Venusian: How would you justify me helping to your superiors?
 * Capt. John Kestler: You're an alien, right? A "Venusian", I think you called yourself? You're bound by the laws of your home planet and we don't have laws for something like that, which makes you a walking, talking gray area.
 * Venusian: And if they have a problem regardless?
 * Capt. John Kestler: Then they're gonna have to take it up with me.

Venusian floats into the air.


 * Venusian: Anti-gravity device is back online.
 * Capt. John Kestler: See you around.
 * Venusian: You're a good man, Kestler.
 * Capt. John Kestler: And you're a good... Well, can't really comfortably call you a man. You're a good Venusian. How's that?
 * Venusian: It's tolerable.

Venusian flies away.


 * Venusian: Oh, before I forget. Computer, I've decided to give up looking for my ship.
 * AI: How saddening.
 * Venusian: Detonate. Effective immediately.
 * AI: Right away, sir.

Molly and a group of masked men stand in front of Venusian's spaceship when it suddenly detonates. Molly is unaffected and simply turns to face the fire that once was the spaceship. She pulls a phone and calls Maverick.


 * Molly: Sir? I... am not entirely sure what to say. But the spaceship has... blown itself up. And without the original product, it is unlikely we will be able to reverse-engineer the guns properly anymore.
 * Michael Maverick: How many guns do we have left?
 * Molly: We have two crates worth, sir.

Maverick smiles.


 * Michael Maverick: Well, you know what they say. Optimism is when you see the glass half-full...

The next day, Kestler slams a news paper down on his desk in front of Ian and Bloomer. Ian picks it up.

Bloomer and Rodie exit the room. It follows Rodie as he slowly makes his way to the roof of the building, making sure no one is looking at him as he does. Once on the roof, he pulls back his sleeve and presses a button on the side of his watch, speaking into it.
 * Ian Rodie: "Mysterious vigilante has light shined on their identity. With permission, Police Captain John Kestler has revealed the shocking truth. That the vigilante of Fartherend is actually... an alien"?
 * Eli Bloomer: An alien? No way that's right.
 * Ian Rodie: Weren't you the one that originally said he was an alien?
 * Eli Bloomer: I was joking, man. How the hell could this guy be an alien?
 * Capt. John Kestler: There's a chance he might not be. But, for some reason, there's something about this guy that makes me think he's being honest.
 * Eli Bloomer: I guess we'll have to call the FBI now more than ever, huh? Gonna have to get Mulder and Scully on the line.
 * Capt. John Kestler: No, just let the man be. You two were right. If he's helping us, then what's the point in getting him arrested?
 * Ian Rodie: Wise choice, captain.
 * Eli Bloomer: You catch the guy's name during your chat with him yesterday, cap?
 * Capt. John Kestler: I didn't catch his name, but I caught a name. He calls his people "Venusians". And that's as good of a name as any, I suppose.
 * Eli Bloomer: "The Venusian". Got a ring to it, heh.
 * Ian Rodie: (slight chuckling) You're right. It does.
 * Eli Bloomer: Did you just chuckle?
 * Ian Rodie: No.
 * Eli Bloomer: You totally did, Buddy.
 * Ian Rodie: Don't call me buddy.
 * Eli Bloomer: Okay fine. Changing the subject, now what?
 * Capt. John Kestler: Now you can all go back to business. I just called you in here to tell you the investigation's off.
 * Eli Bloomer: You got it, cap.


 * Ian Rodie: Mission successful. You can beam me up now, computer.
 * AI: Roger.

Ian spreads his arms and the Venusian armor covers his body. He is then beamed up on to a spaceship hovering around the sun.


 * AI: Do you think that Kestler will remain an ally in the future, sir?
 * Venusian: I think that he's starting to see the bright side of having me around, at least. I don't think he's fully on-board with my existence just yet, though.
 * AI: Well, either way, you have been given permission to continue protecting the world for the time being. I suggest we get to that, no?
 * Venusian: First off, I haven't slept in a good few days and I think I deserve a rest.
 * AI: Very good.

Venusian walks up to a pod of some kind and steps inside.


 * AI: I will be putting you to rest in a few moments. Goodnight, sir.
 * Venusian: Goodnight, computer.

Venusian slowly falls asleep, as the issue ends on a shot of his ship satelliting around the sun, the Earth being seen in the background.