<div style="text-indent:1em;">Ivan walked out of the deli with a pair of jelly doughnuts in hand, eating them both as he walked down the street.  The people all knew his face, and most gave him a respectful nod as they walked.  Once they had asked him for autographs, but now a days they were happy just knowing he was out, about, and keeping an eye open for them.  Ivan finished his pastries and began partaking in his favorite perk of the amulet, exploring the universe.</div><br/><br/><div style="text-indent:1em;">He sat himself on a park bench, and turned his head upwards.  His sight brought the entirety of the cosmos for his perusal, and he wandered the sights.  He watched a race of cat like people build a monument to their king, likely unaware that the king they worshiped was working on the monument besides them in disguise.  He saw thousands of creatures across the infinity fight, eat, run, laugh, love.  Animals going to war, monks suffering under oppression, parents raising children with love.  It was all for him to see, and it gave him hope for tomorrow.  Then his eyes scrolled upon a darker span of space, and he stood up in shock.  A massive ship, similar in technology to the Chitari that invaded New York back when, was tearing through space.  And it was coming directly towards Earth.</div><br/><br/><div style="text-indent:1em;">Ivan froze time.  The world stop turning, the cat-men stopped building, the ship stopped moving, and Ivan became a statue.  But his mind still moved at fevered pace.  He studied every inch of the ship, counting guns, transports, memorizing the atomic structure of its hull.  If he did his math right, this dreadnought was enormous, and whatever material it was made of would be nigh-indestructible.  He then checked for any other planet of ship it may be moving towards instead of Earth,  but no such luck.  It was coming strait for them, and whatever was on it could not be friendly.</div><br/><br/><div style="text-indent:1em;">Time resumed it's march, and Ivan raised his mic to his mouth.</div><br/><div style="text-indent:1em;">"Someone get me my bike, I'm taking a trip out of town."  Ivan said, eyes still fixed on the ship.  In thirty seconds flat a motorcycle pulled up in front of Ivan, and he quickly switched places with rider.  "Hold down the fort boys, and prepare the armory.  Something big is coming, I want our men to be prepared."  He then hit the gas, streaking out of Ashgate as fast as the bike could carry him.</div>