Worthy of their Mettle: a Superhero Timeline

The Earthquake God Cabrakan knew where he needed to go. His father's followers had given him enough information of his purpose, and of what lay ahead.

They were invaders, heathens, deniers, evil things of all stripes and colors. They dared defile the kingdom of the one true Sun God.

His father's followers accompanied him, fighting off the invaders with their metal machines and their warriors.

To someone who could part the Earth, it was absolutely nothing at all to send them tumbling to their doom. If gravity did not do the work itself, the rocks would.

Their path took them through a town. The people there were fighting one another, with their warriors who could fly and disappear and control the elements. They had their cannons and their vehicles and their flying machines. They were all crushed.

The path took them through a place where their flying machines went into the air. There was a long rocky road that was used for them to leap into the air, with a tower that seemed to direct them.

That tower fell, as did their flying machines.

Cabrakan's trek brought him to the foretold place, the place where the next phase of his father's resurrection would take place.

It was near a mountain. Under that mountain was the object of his quest.

It was there the Hero Twins had tricked his brother and buried him under a mountain.

Being one who could rip the Earth apart, Cabrakan did so, and the ground parted to reveal a being, a gigantic reptile, a caiman. The other son of Vucub Caquix would too be able to expunge the cancer of the invaders, and the one true sun god would reign supreme.

The cultists began their rituals and sacrifices, and the caiman, so long dormant, awoke.

Zipacna had returned.

Excerpt from a New York Times article, Race Riots Erupt in San Diego, October 2012

Anti-Hispanic riots have occurred in San Diego California, as well as in other Californian cities, in reaction to the apparent emboldening of the rogue Mayan deity Vucub Caquix from his slumber.

San Diego, among one of the worst hit cities from the Vucub Caquix War in the 1980s, has nevertheless seen stringent immigration from Latin America; this includes a great many Guatemalans fleeing the country's decades-long civil war. The 'curse' of Vucub Caquix, the genetic indicator that enables the deity's hijacking of descendants of his cultists for his own ends, and misunderstanding thereof, is blamed for the mass hysteria.

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A mob of mostly white citizens, bolstered by sympathetic sailors from Naval Base San Diego who had stolen military-grade firearms, stormed into mostly Hispanic neighborhoods and killed anyone with apparent ancestry from Latin America, including men, women, and children. Smartphone recordings and other records of the riots show chants of "revenge for San Diego!" and other cities hit by the deity and his followers in the 1980s.

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As the death toll of these riots escalates into the thousands, Governor of California Kevin McCarthy authorized the deployment of the California National Guard to San Diego. In a press conference at the state house in Sacramento, McCarthy said that the deployment will continue "until peace and order are returned to San Diego."

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In copycat crimes, similar events have occurred in Los Angeles, San Francisco, Oakland, and Fresno, as well as other cities with the aforementioned metropolitan areas. Police and National Guard formations have had mixed success in pacifying them.

The US is leading the coalition in Guatemala of which Mexico is part. Within that they are generally decent. 

Well there are the problems that there are at least some Maya in southern Mexico and also I very much doubt the sort of bigots murdering people in ssorted anti-Hispanic attacks would bother too much to distinguish between Guatamalans and Mexicans/others so I suspect there will be a lot of central American states who are less than happy. However they could well see Vucub Caquix as a far greater threat and hence while there is likely to be some public unrest the governments are probably going to patch things up as much as possible.

Mark Wheeling, alias the Field Marshal, oversaw a routine liquidation operation in the hills of Guatemala. This shantytown was made mostly of ramshackle homes constructed to be moved quickly; this place had not even been seen by satellites, having instead been predicted by the American human computers who had been fed the necessary data.

His name was a reference to his powers; he could create force fields that could defend himself and others, or to destroy others. He did so with the armored cars that were thrown his way; simply manifest a field the size of a bowling ball in the middle of the vehicle, expand it, and watch the car evaporate. He did this to several buildings, to clear the village of potential cultists.

He spoke into his transceiver. "Townes, are we getting any more readings?"

"Our infrared scanners and drone surveillance feeds indicate not a single potential cultist left," responded Townes, in a base near Guatemala City. "Still looking out for anyone who might be here. Remain on your guard."

The jeeps and helicopters and infantry and drones scurried about, looking this way and that way for potential survivors of the massacre that had just been undertaken.

Wheeling almost expected the earth to start ripping itself apart, or a giant lizard to assail them; that was the latest news. However, there was nothing.

And then there were two loud, raucous noises. "Men, stay on your guard! Prepare for whatever the hell these bird-worshipers have next!" bellowed out Wheeling.

Wheeling dashed towards the location of one of the blasts, as reported by his troops. He prepared his powers and, after finding cover with some of the troops, put a shield around them. Toward them came a single figure who withstood small arms fire. He held an ax, which he smashed into the ground and took out another group of soldiers.

Wheeling manifested a shield around this being, and collapsed it around him.

This being was hardly damaged. He threw more and more shields at him, and more and more bullets came upon the figure's body. More swings of the ax, and more men fell.

Wheeling ordered a retreat.

"Wheeling!" called out Townes from the receiver.

"Yes? We are being attacked by not one, but two superhumans of some sort! What could you possibly want?"

"I have just received information directly from Langley; they're telling me before anyone else in the Guatemalan deployment. Earlier today, we found two objects in the solar system converging on Guatemala; one had come from the sun, and one from the moon. They were moving at speeds that were too fast to be intercepted. We have reason to believe that these are the Hero Twins of Maya mythology, who defeated Vucub-Caquix and later became sun and moon gods."

"And what the hell are they doing here?"

"Long story short, they aren't happy we're in Guatemala."

As if it wasn't already.