Meanwhile, in Space...

Slowly drifting through space was a large ship, inhibited by the Psions. They were a cold and emotionless race dedicated to one purpose alone: to experiment on the many races that inhabit the Vega System.

However, the experiment they are focused on now is different from the norm. In a small chamber on the ship, three Psions were focusing on the study of what might be their biggest discovery. It was a small cube that radiated light and energy, which caused all manner of effects depending on the kind of energy imputed into it.

It did not take long for the Psions to figure out the Cube's power, although it was taking some time to figure out the source of its power and they couldn't quite get it to obey their directions to the letter.

A fourth Psion entered the room, saying to the others “The current test was not successful. Of the five subjects we attempted to teleport using the Cube, only one came back and it was dead.”

The other Psions nodded their heads, and went back to their studies. Frustrating as these results are, it just made them more determined to master the Cube's power.

“On other news,” one of the Psions spoke, “Has our newest prisoner been successfully restrained?”

The newly arrived Psion nodded his head, “Yes, though not without some great effort and expense on our part. I should hoped that studying it shall be worth it.

Far below, the prisoner he spoke of rattled against his cage.

“Come on, I'm bored. Do Something,” yelled the deranged voice of Cletus Kasady, better known as Carnage, as he banged against the walls of his cell. After going on for five minutes, he stopped.

“Fine, I'll wait, like some dumb dog,” he said. “Just try to make whatever it is worth my time.”