Worthy of their Mettle: a Superhero Timeline

It isn't them. I'll say that much. 

Lordroel

I think you are assuming that there are good guys, which given that the TL so far has been distinctly dystopia may be a false assumption.

I would say the death toll from this round along is probably somewhere around 100M if not more.

SpanishSpy

One question. Has the latest arrivals, who took out Cabrakan, also done anything about the twin gods who were opposing him and his family? I presume not, else you would have said. That could suggest their friendly as their only taken out the deity thatb was slaughtering people. On the other hand one questions whether they could have done something earlier? Possibly when Annette was 'upgraded' was the trigger or even only when she used her powers to destroy the 1st son?

  Now that's a suitable oblique statement.   Have to see what develops.

Fort Meade, Maryland

The readings coming in from Europe, and indeed the globe over, were stunning. The array of screens was blinking and shifting to this map and that map, and the psionic readings were off the scale.

Donald Rumsfeld was worried. Very worried. He sat at the end of the gigantic table, with generals and admirals and all sorts of military people surrounding him. The atmosphere was one of great tenseness.

Rumsfeld broke the silence. "Do we know what that thing in Santa Monica is?"

Secretary of Defense Petraeus stated plainly, "no sir. However, it is my understanding that the psionic emanation suggests it is in communication with some other entity which we cannot detect."

Rumsfeld inhaled and exhaled, with exasperation. "This just becomes less and less comprehensible by the day."

In front of the screens manifested a great light, with a slight green tinge. As it faded, there were six of the metallic insectoid things that had been in combat in Europe, but smaller, small enough to fit in the room. There were three on each side.

They were flanking a human being.

This human was male, older, white haired, and of European descent. He was dressed in a brown business suit.

"We have answers," he said.

Security guards on either side of the room immediately raised their rifles. Without warning the metallic insectoids fired green rays which reduced them to ash.

Two of them moved to block the doorways, and projected green fields that seemed to block access.

"Who are you?" blurted Rumsfeld, "and how are you in here?"

"We could discern your location through ways we are not willing to reveal. That being said, I have a preposition."

There was silence.

Secretary of State Huntsman proclaimed "What is it then?"

Rumsfeld shook his head but saw he could not do much.

"The answer is simple. We help you defend your world, and you help us in our war."

"What war?" asked Petraeus.

"It is vastly complicated, but to simplify for your own benefit, eons ago when this creation was new there was a group of beings who thought the existence of anything beyond that which came out of the first big bang was an affront to existence. My overseers see otherwise, and want to preserve creation."

He continued. "Those that want to see all sentient life other than themselves scorched to ashes are coming; the vast psionic energy unleashed first by Vucub Caquix and then by your own Annette Zhou attracted their attention. We have established their arrival, and erected the towers on your world in part to serve as anchors of sorts so they cannot destroy your world from another universe entirely."

The military men and women were confused and stunned.

"And who are you?"

"Humphrey Jansen. I'm from Boston, or at least a Boston. Not one from this planet, surely."

This is correct. 

So the catch for being helped by them is that humans might now end up fighting our friends little wars.

Humanity might not have much choice, these new friends of them are not a soft power sort of speak.