Marvel: Mr. President

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The universe was vast, entities strong and weak lived together, often not in harmony. Death, sorrow, slavery and all kinds of vices were as common as sand in a desert.

In that vastness, there were also dimensions, these were ruled by mighty beings once called gods by humans. But there was one that stood about all and deemed Earth their property.

It was... Asgard.

In the royal palace, inside a chamber that was seemingly fully made of gold, emeralds and all kinds of magical runes, there lay a man on a giant bed. His mighty strong and tall body rested as if not even breathing, but the face had a strange shine to it and his white hair was as white as falling snow.

It was the man regarded as one of the strongest entities in the Universe, Odin Borson, The All-Father is King of Asgard and protector of the Ten Realms.

But today, the door of his chambers opened, a tall woman with the grace of a mother and the beauty of a fertility goddess walked in. She seemed old and yet not, her aura spoke to power and wisdom, but her physical body spoke warmth and a mother's embrace.

She sat down beside the All-Father and caressed his white long hair, "The visions had foretold me that you wake up from Odinsleep,"

All of a sudden a silent smile appeared on Odin's lips. With his eyes still closed, he softly caught the woman's hand and brought it to his lips to plant a kiss, "Frigga, if not you then who would know me this well? To this day I thank lady fate for bringing you into my life,"

The woman, named Frigga, blushed, "And I thank whoever is the force behind the love that you have."

His eyes finally opened, his blue eyes shined like emeralds, as if they saw everything, be it visible or deceit. He took a long breath and dragged himself back to sit on the bed, "Where are my sons?"

"As always, fighting each other," she replied.

Odin held her hand tighter, "I'm afraid dark times are ahead, Frigga. A prophecy has come to be known to me. A prophecy that has its source beyond my comprehension. It says, "There shall come a man, mighty and tall as Odin. Who fears none and honours freedom. He lays siege to worlds, with an immortal beast always near, leaving the mightiest of warriors frozen in fear.

"Save your worlds, for he has kindness and warmth, but foolishness and corruption shall receive the hammer of justice. His quest is unknown, but his heart is searching for another soul, one to bring warmth and make him whole."

Frigga was confused, "What is so confusing here? It is as simple as the foretelling of Ragnarok. Whoever this man is, he is in search of love and peace."

"Peace he may not find among us, Frigga. Tell Thor and Loki to appear in front of me. I shall train them myself. Whomever this being is, it is better if my foolish sons don't bring doom to Asgard by challenging him."

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White House,

"When will you give me grandkids, boy?" Hector massaged Moony's head while relaxing in his office.

"Woof..." ~You said you will find me a space wifu, dad.~

"Well, that does not mean you should stop dating here. But I do agree, other dogs and wolves on this planet are much less intelligent than you. It won't be much fun for you." Hector muttered.

Moony then asked, "What about you, dad? When will you get me a mommy? I want a mommy who will spoil me every day, give me lots of pats, kisses and treats."

*Cough* "Well, son. We will see what happens, if a mommy is in your fate, a mommy you will get. Now shush and relax, go to sleep." He made Moony fall asleep. The trick was Moony's favourite massage spot. It was just beside his chubby cheeks. He only had to caress them for a few seconds and in no time the good boy was yawning with weird sounds.

A few moments later, Moony's head rested on Hector's lap, while he continued to do his work. It was 1986. He had already won the elections in 1984, the next elections were in 1988. But he had no wish to contest them. Next year, he will officially step down. Kennedy will take his place and be the president for one year, he will still have two more terms.

Yes, Hector finally decided to pass a bill that restricts a president to two terms. But there was a clause for the Vice President, that if the President resigned during the end of his 4-year term, the VP will still have two more chances to be the president.

But there were a few special clauses in the bill that any normal person would ignore. He was writing a few hidden rules in a way that no one notices. He controlled Congress anyway, who would even oppose him right now.

"*Yawn* It was nice being the president. For 46 years I did everything I could to bring the nation on the right track. I hope things will stay like this." He muttered to himself.

Overseeing the world war, leading the Allies as Grand General, a rank he still held. Overseeing multiple other wars around the globe. His resume made him the most qualified politician in the world.

But alas, all good things come to an end. It was time to open the next chapter of his life. It was time to enter the space.

...

The 4th of July was the day Hector's birthday fell. It was pretty comical as in the minds of many people he embodied freedom and justice. Even Steve was born on this day.

So it was right to choose this day as the day of his resignation. But before he did that, he called a joint session of Congress where he will give his last address to the nation.

Most of the big names in the political field had already been informed that he will be stepping down. The word had spread, hence a lot of them seemed sad.

Still looking the same, long white beard and hair, tall and broad form. He was as confident as the day he took the office, the only addition was his cool cane. Behind him, Moony walked over and sat down beside the podium.

Hector stood still for a minute to let all the noise die down. The cameras were fixed on him, the mics were on and broadcasting. Television or radio, his speech was going to be played on every single channel.

"Happy Independence Day, my dear children of America. Today is also my birthday, I know many of you sent me wishes, I will reply to them soon. Today, I just turned one hundred and seventeen. Haha, I've gone full circle and returned to my teenage years." He joked. Chuckles were received in return.

"When my dear friend Roosevelt stepped down and let me run the nation, we were in pretty bad shape, we were not developed at all. The war was looming over. But we persisted, with the right policies, not only did our economy increase in size but we also won spectacularly. I thank you all for supporting me these years.

"I tried to end all the hate that was spreading in the country's veins, turning us from a nation of the free to a nation of by the rich, for the rich and to the rich. But I could not accept that, sure, we love our rich people, but not at the cost of the nation. So, I brought baby bonds, hopefully, they will start showing great results in a few years.

"But, I do not know if I will be there to see that happen. I have grown old now, and no, this cane is not to help me walk, I just felt it looked good. But a fact is a fact, I've been in the office for too long. Hence, I have decided to let new blood enter it.

"So, today, on July 4th of 1987, I announce to my fellow Americans, that I am stepping down from the position of President. God bless America, God bless this planet, God bless humanity."

"Woof!"

"Moony says god bless all the doggies as well." He added and waved his hand. This was the end of his years of service. Around the country, a few old folks had their eyes tear up for no reason, for they understood that this implied a change of era. Perhaps the golden era of the United States was coming to an end.

"Grandpa, why are you crying?" Many children asked their old grandparents who served in various wars around Hector.

They could only sob and sigh, "It's nothing. We just took President Washington's existence for granted, so much so that him leaving and growing older took us all by storm. I hope the next president is 10 per cent as good as him, the country can manage with that."

...

Various reactions were coming from around the world. The legend was finally leaving the limelight. The media ran stories all day, newspapers, all were printing first page stories about him, some creating a timeline of his life.

But he cared not for that. He grabbed his stuff from the office, got into the car and went back to his ancestral home at Mount Vernon. He never lived here, but it was finally time. He would be the second president after the first to live here, and both were Washingtons.

"Ah, this is life, son. This is the best view I could ever hope to see from my backyard." He muttered while sitting on a bench, drinking chilled beer and watching the Potomac River.

Moony sat beside him on the ground and drank some milk. ~Wowoo?~

"What now? Well, now we wait a bit and then head to space. I need to start making a few meetings, who knows how long I will stay up there," Hector decided. It was better to ask Jean about going to space again. Logan was going anyway, but the man was currently goofing around in Canada.

*DING DONG*

The doorbell rang. He sighed and walked to the front door of his big house. He didn't allow any staff to remain in the building after 5 in the evening.

But the guests were someone he had never expected to hear from again in his life. "Howard?"

Howard Stark suddenly stepped forward and hugged Hector. It was not the fake one, he could feel it. "Old man, you seem old,"

"And you look like a turkey," Hector returned the favour.

Howard burst into honest laughter, "Hahaha... still the same as ever. I'm glad. Let me introduce them. This is my beautiful wife, Maria Stark and that dumb-looking kid behind is my horny teenage son, Anthony Stark, I call him Tony. Boy, come forward, close your mouth and greet the most famous man in the world."

But Tony seemed frozen, staring at his dad's face. Then he blurted, "Y-You... You can laugh? This is my first time?"

"Great, I just took your virginity of seeing me laugh then, you can party about that later. For now, behave." Howard spoke to his son in a strict tone.

Hector immediately noticed that Tony was annoyed by his father's words. So he took the lead, "Well, this was a surprise. Come on in, although it would have been better if you had told me before, I just sent my chef home."

"I shall prepare a meal then, Mr President," Maria Stark took the initiative.

He nodded, knowing Howard was here to talk about something else. "Moony, go and show this beautiful lady the kitchen, also help her find whatever she needs... and don't pester her to give you treats."

Moony rolled his eyes and led Maria away. Meanwhile, Howard and he took a seat in the living room. Tony, however, started to look around at the old paintings on the wall. This was his first time meeting the president or entering this building.

But soon he showed his attitude that Hector was familiar with, "This portrait of George Washington is fake. It's a fact that he had rotten teeth, there is no way his smile was this perfect. Great, our politicians have been lying to us peasants since the days of the first emperor."

"TONY! SIT DOWN!" Howard got angry at him and called him.

Hector mediated, "It's all right. He's just curious. And yes, son, you're right. George had rotten teeth. He also owned slaves. He had relationships with multiple women. He was a cunning man who was not afraid to use other people as long as it meant he'd win. In short, he was just like you."

"I don't own slaves," Tony barked.

Hector chuckled, "Haha, sure, kid. As if you don't own stocks in Stark Industries and the company doesn't own child labour farms in Ghana, you're all going to hell."

Tony and Howard looked at each other's faces in awkwardness. Howard had a look of shame and Tony had a look of annoyance. He had finally met someone whom he could not simply talk down with his higher intelligence.

Plus, Hector's constant old man's laugh was getting on his nerves.

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