[DC+Marvel] why so serious

"Go to the Washington Monument." Jamie ordered coldly.

As the president's black driver, Powell, who was woken up early in the morning by the boss's son, he swears that he wants very, very much to refuse Jamie's rude request, but in the end he can only do what he says.

Why?First of all, because his boss—His Excellency the President ordered Jamie to leave the White House on Christmas Eve; secondly, Jamie is the beloved son of his boss and his wife; with a sharp knife resting on the main artery in his neck.

Although Powell is confident that there are more than twenty ways to subdue Jamie, for the first two reasons, he has to drive obediently.

In Jamie's home ─ ─ south of the White House, green grass, the Washington Monument rises, towering into the sky.Its small pyramid-style spire is the commanding height of Washington.No matter what means of transportation you come to Washington from any direction, the first thing that catches your eyes is this monument to commemorate Washington's great achievements.This landmark building of Washington, without a letter on the whole monument, seems to tell people that the great achievements of Washington's life are difficult to express in words.

As soon as he got out of the car, Jamie couldn't help shivering. After receiving a strange text message from Adair, he couldn't call Adair, and he didn't know the phone numbers of his home and his father.He had no choice but to follow his intuition and come to the place where Adair met him early in the morning to spend Christmas Eve.

The staff of the monument are preparing for the opening. They plan to play a song "Silent Night" (Christmas Eve) repeatedly in the tower on this special day today, which looks solemn and compassionate.

"Kids, we don't open until nine o'clock."

Ignoring the staff's warning, Jamie walked into the tower without hesitation.The elevator is not powered on and cannot be used?It doesn't matter!He runs up the stairs.

Powell bitterly then took out his certificate and explained to the staff behind him.

898 steps.

50 storeys high.

With Jamie's physical strength, he ran up 4 or 50 stairs in one breath, which was about [-] or [-] floors high, but he couldn't hold on anymore and his feet felt weak.

"Hoohoo!" Jamie leaned on his knees, panting, as if he was about to fall down.

be quick!be quick!

There was always a voice in Jamie's heart urging him to speed up his pace, as if something bad would happen if he slowed down a moment.

Adair.

Jamie said in his heart.

A force came from nowhere, Jamie straightened up, closed his eyes, and focused on mobilizing the "magic power" in his body.

A force of gravity disappeared from the body, the body became lighter, and the whole person slowly rose.First, the soles of the feet are off the ground, then the toes, and then the whole body has no contact with the steps, and it floats in the air, completely violating the principle of gravity proposed by Newton.

Jamie opened his eyes, ignoring the excitement of "flying", and without hesitation for a moment, he used his unskilled skills to float up to the top floor.

Pounding!Pounding!

Jamie's heart beat faster and faster.

The winter sun is a dazzling ray of light, permeating the endless blue sky.However, it always comes late, but its arrival finally gradually spreads a layer of silver brilliance to Washington, a world covered by ice and snow.

The boy standing on the top floor smiled and stretched out his hand to feel the warm sunshine outside the tower.The sun shone warmly on his body, as if a pair of dazzling wings had grown from his back, it was so dazzling that people couldn't keep their eyes open.

If you look closely, the boy is standing on the tower window made of stones. He is skinny and weak. When the cold wind blows, his body is also precarious.The sterling silver cross on the chest was shining brightly under the morning light, but under the thin shirt, there were criss-crossing bruises.

"Adair!" But Jamie arrived.

The boy was also surprised when he saw him coming, but soon he smiled apologetically, said two words silently, and let go of his hand holding the stone wall.

He opened his hands and fell backwards.

"Adair---" Jamie yelled hoarsely, his eyes wide open.

He tried to rush forward, trying to catch the boy, but he missed.

When he wanted to jump down, he was hugged by Powell, who rushed up behind him and was quick-sighted.

Jamie couldn't break free for a while, and could only watch the boy fall from a height, his neck tilted, and he lay silently on the icy snow.

"Silent night Holy night, Holy night!

Alliscalmallisbright in all darkness, the brilliance shines,

RoundyonvirginMotherandChild according to the mother and the child,

Holy infantsotenderandmild how kind and innocent,

Sleepinheavenlypeace, enjoy the heavenly peace,

Sleepinheavenlypeace. Enjoy the heavenly peace. "Silent Night" on the central broadcasting system began to play.

The boy was lying on the cold, white snow. There was still a hint of a relieved smile on his handsome face. Those pure ice blue eyes were completely closed, and the still warm blood slowly flowed out from the back of his head.However, against the backdrop of the snow and the song, he looked so holy and flawless, like a holy son.

"Adair──" Jamie shouted his friend's name again heartbreakingly.

Powell quickly covered Jamie's eyes, and carried him away to a small corner.When Jamie calmed down, he quickly took out his phone to report to His Excellency the President and Mrs. Secretary of State.After that, he was busy calling the Washington Police Department to call the police.

When he was busy on the phone and distracted, he didn't notice that the 193 steles donated by many countries, American cities, major groups and celebrities on the inner wall of the Washington Monument were cracked and shattered to varying degrees. phenomenon appears.

"Boo! Beep! Beep!" Perhaps it was the call from an agent of the U.S. Secret Service, or perhaps it was because the President of the United States was also concerned about this incident. Even on the morning of Christmas Eve, the Washington Police Department The police also came quickly, and a long convoy with sirens blared stopped outside the Washington Monument one by one.

"Oh! Christine, how are you? Don't scare mom." Franklin and Audrey, who had rushed to the White House as soon as they received Powell's call, looked at Jamie worriedly, and Audrey embraced Jamie even more. Looking at Jamie's thin body, he cried out in distress.

Jamie wrapped his trembling hands tightly around himself, longing for warmth from them, to warm his cold heart.He just sat quietly in the corner, staring at the tower window from which Adair jumped, his eyes were empty, he bit his lips tightly, and didn't say a word.

Franklin and Audrey were frightened, for fear that his "condition" would worsen further.

The two looked at each other, stood up slowly with Jamie in their arms, and took the electrified elevator to the ground floor.

In Jamie's mind, the images between him and Adair are playing again and again.

When we first met, the boy who swallowed his saliva unconfidently, stretched out his veined, withered and cold hand, and asked, "Canwebefriends?";

After he agreed, the boy who squinted his beautiful ice blue eyes and smirked in disbelief, like a blooming white orchid, the smile on his face, overflowing with contented joy;

The boy who adored Captain America and Tony Stark and would whisper in his ear an afternoon;

The boy who smiles as sweetly as a girl, and takes out a pack of milk for him to drink all the time;

The boy who loves to eat chocolate, but is restricted by him to only eat one chocolate an hour;

The boy who was hurt by him, still tried to comfort him with a smile.

died.

Just in front of him, he jumped off the height of 50 slaughterhouses and died.

"Adair! Adair!! My Adair!!!" Before leaving the door, a hysterical shout came from outside.

It's Benjamin Nelson.

He hugged his son's body tightly and refused to let go. His body was covered with blood, and he kept crying his son's name.He didn't understand why he hadn't seen his son for a week, and his son was lying here so cold and stiff.Obviously, my son was looking forward to going to play with friends on Christmas Eve a week ago, and having a big meal with him in the evening.

Jamie reacted.

He pushed Franklin and Audrey away, stumbled, ran and crawled to his best friend, his only friend.

He didn't cry, didn't cry.

He just watched Adair's cold face quietly and carefully, slowly, bit by bit, as if he wanted to keep it firmly in his mind.

He took off the silver cross that had been hanging on Adair's body and hung it around his neck.Perhaps because of falling from a height, a glaring crack appeared on the surface of the cross.

"Silent night, holy night, Silent night, holy night!

Son of God, love's spur light.

Radiant beams from Thyholyface, the dawn of redemption comes,

Withthedawnofredeeminggrace, the holy countenance shines forth in glory,

Jesus, Lord, at Thybirth;

Jesus, Lord, at Thybirth. Jesus my Lord was born! "

At this moment, this song "Silent Night" seems so ironic.

Jamie gave Adair a last look with nostalgia, neither crying nor fussing, his thin lips parted slightly, and the first sentence was also the last sentence.

"God is dead." His eyes were full of indifference, and the blue eyes gradually became darker, like the eve of a storm.

As soon as the voice fell, there was a click, and something seemed to be unsealed in Jamie's mind. A vibration that no one else could feel, centered on Jamie, quickly spread to all of Washington, the United States, and the world.

The author has something to say: The catalyst is here.

Silently whispered: Christmas Eve, Ascension to Immortals Night.

Washington Monument on Christmas Eve