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Hark the Heralds (part 4 of 6)

Why has there never been an ongoing comic series spotlighting the many Heralds of Galactus on awesome, cosmic adventures? There have been a few specials here and there, sure. But never an ongoing series. I mean, Marvel will release comics about every single Spider-Person in the known multiverse, but this can’t be a thing? Fools. What a missed opportunity. Anyway, where was I? Ah, yes. Now that I’m done with my rant, I really should exit my bathroom …..

Our cosmic epic continues with the mighty Silver Surfer lying on the ground with zero body movement. Smoke rises from where he was recently fired upon by a nameless brute! Can he truly be dead? (I hope not! I’ve still got two more parts to write after this one, and I can’t imagine them being very exciting with the main character being dead! Wait! You ever seen the movie, “Weekend at Bernie’s”? Now, hear me out…..) Nova morns the Surfer, hands caressing his wound and tears flowing down her energized face. Suddenly, the Silver Surfer turns his face to look at her and asks if the large creature is gone yet! She confirms that he is gone as she stammers her reply in shock. He stands then, completely unharmed in the slightest! When questioned, he merely states that it was the quickest way to force the nuisance to leave him and the others alone without hurting him!

Firelord seems unphazed with this scene, but Nova remains beside herself in shock for a moment longer. Finally, she proclaims how sorry she is for the Silver Surfer and Firelord to have to go so far out of their way just to find her. She’s not sure where her memory went after leaving Galactus’ side, but the thought of the Surfer’s murder seems to have shocked her back into reality. (What an ass move on the Surfer’s part. Who pretends to be dead just to avoid other people? So childish. I just pass gas, personally. It seems to do the trick.) The three former Heralds then fly free of the planet’s atmosphere and the Surfer asks Nova for her aid against this new, psychotic Herald, Morg. She quickly agrees. But will they truly be enough? The male beings in her company seem confident. But first, how to locate Galactus’ cloaked ship? Firelord speaks up. He knows someone that can find it for them easily. Unfortunately, he’s dead and buried!

A short time later, the trio stands, looking downward at the rocky ground around them. Firelord knew this man. He was once a Herald of Galactus as well. His name was Gabriel Lan, but he was better known as Air-Walker. Firelord had buried him here because this asteroid belt was close to where the home world they both had shared once was, before its destruction. Air-Walker died soon afterwards. Firelord had heard that his friend’s consciousness had later been transferred into an android body, but this form had perished too, this time at the hands of the Asgardian, Thor. As Firelord told this tale to the others, he was continually digging. Soon, he had the robotic corpse uncovered. (Why the hell would you bury a robot? What’s the point? That’s like having a funeral and burial for a broken toaster. Ah, Toasty. How I miss your delicious toast. Sob.) Firelord lifted the android from its resting place and opened a hatch on the back. He began to remove parts from within its broken shell.

Soon, Firelord stood and produced three objects in his right hand. He had removed them from Air-Walker’s back cavity. He explained that they were cosmic cells. They were what powered the robot. Perhaps, if the three of the concentrated a portion of their cosmic energies into them and they were replaced, Air-Walker would live again! It was worth a shot. They needed all of the help they could get. Each taking a cell in their hands, the three did this. And when the three components were sufficiently charged, Firelord returned them and waited. Nothing happened at first. Then, a hand began to tremble! Then, the robotic body of Air-Walker sat up and lept to his feet! But before anything could be said to him, the former Herald attacked with empowered fists, speaking in broken sentences as he did so! Apparently, his mind had been damaged, and now he had a portion of all three ex-Heralds’ powers! This was going from bad to much, much worse very quickly! (Does it ever tick you off that they’re really aren’t prizes inside cereal or Crackerjack boxes anymore? Not sure why I’m writing this in the middle of a Silver Surfer article, but I say we fight back, America! Give us back our cheap, crappy toys!)

The Silver Surfer and Nova attacked from the front, but were easily dispatched by Air-Walker’s blasts! Though it saddened Firelord, he fired a shot from his fire staff at full power! But from the flames and debris, Air-Walker still approached his prey! His armor and flesh had been burned away, leaving only his robotic form beneath! He stammered once again, though a bit more clearly this time. He would kill them all! (Insert “Terminator” music here with Sarah Conner describing the scene in a monotone voice.) Meanwhile, across the Universe, Morg burst from the mystical waters of the world he had doomed to Galactus’ unending hunger. He was even more powerful than when he had originally entered the well. He could feel it in every fiber of his powerful frame as he flew off to meet his master. When he reached Galactus’ ship, the god knew his minion had been altered. He could sense how much more powerful he had become. This made him question his Herald’s loyalties. Morg assured him that his loyalty was absolute. Satisfied, Galactus ordered Morg to find him another suitable world to devour.

Meanwhile, the battle with Air-Walker continued upon the asteroid. Though the Surfer and Nova took their shots, they were blasted away from the fight! This gave the robot time to concentrate on Firelord! But as the mechanical monstrosity was choking the life from him, he suddenly stopped. He then spoke Firelord’s true name, Pyreus Kril! He remembered his friend at last! Obviously upset for what he had done, Air-Walker pleaded for forgiveness and help in regaining his memory. Firelord lay a comforting hand on his shoulder and swore he would see to it. But, if he could first help them in locating Galactus’ cloaked ship? Right away, the android knew where it was located! Firelord was ready to take the fight to Morg right this very moment. The Silver Surfer, however, was more calm and calculating. They would need one final bit of help if they were to succeed against Morg. They would need the aid of, until now, Galactus’ most feared Herald, Terrax!

To be continued…..

Hark the Heralds (part 3 of 6)

Okay, so we’ve gone over only a small fraction of this cosmic tale so far. And there’s plenty more to come, Unspokenites! So, Shall we just skip my mad ramblings this time and jump right into part 3 of the “Herald Ordeal”? Yes? Awesome! This story was originally printed in “Silver Surfer” #72 for those interested. Now, without further ado, on with the show…..(Don’t want to hear my fascinating musings…..mumble…..grumble…..my mommy thinks I’m cool…..)

The Silver Surfer and Firelord’s search for Nova takes them to a filthy, crime-ridden world known as Calculex. As the duo land, they are immediately approached by a feline female that offers her services as a tour guide…..plus much more. (That means she’s a hooker for those of you not picking up on the subtle clues.) The Surfer stammers shyly that they will not be in need of her services. Firelord on the other hand uses this opportunity for info. He explains that his friend is merely shy but he is looking for a particular girl. The female creature nods after Firelord gives a brief description of Nova. She points to a nearby building. They both quickly leave while their “guide” shouts in the background about how she was not paid for her services. The two seem to be oblivious to this and their surroundings in general as they both walk directly into the muscled frame of an angered brute!

It seems that this mountain of an alien has heard of the infamous Silver Surfer and wants a duel with him in order to grow his own reputation. A confused Surfer politely declines. Confused beyond words, the alien stands there baffled. He exclaims that, now that the gauntlet has been thrown, the duel must commence. Firelord looks up into the beast’s face and roars for the creature to leave. The Surfer has refused. Story over. They then leave the behemoth scratching his head is disbelief as they continue their search for Nova. (Remember the moral here kids, Bullies, though they’re often much bigger than you, often have brains no larger than your average rabbit’s poop pellets. Join me here again for more interesting facts.) As the two former Heralds continue towards their destination, they realize what this establishment is, an intergalactic strip joint!

Entering the sleazy building, they are met with beaded curtains and loud music. Moving the beads aside, it takes no time to locate her. Nova is on stage, dancing sensually around a pole as other female dancers follow suit. (Bet you didn’t see that coming! Kind of takes the piss out of it though since Nova’s always technically naked anyway. Sigh.) The two cosmic beings stand there, transfixed. They mention he name loudly but there’s no recognition in her eyes to her own name or of the Silver Surfer or Firelord. The Surfer ponders that perhaps her being dismissed from Galactus’ service has broken her mind. Tired of this scene, the Surfer walks up on stage and seizes Nova, picking her up to carry her away from this place. As Nova protests, he and Firelord are stopped from their retreat by the same titan from earlier! And boy, oh boy, does he look angry!

Elsewhere, Morg finishes his transmission with Galactus and looks about the bloodstained scene around him. Stepping over corpses, he approaches one of the world’s denizens that’s still breathing. Morg demands to know what’s in the cave that his comrades died to protect. The creature will not speak, so Morg throws him aside and kills him. He then enters the cave and spies an old one, meditating. Once again, he demands to know the purpose of this place. This ancient being will not reveal anything either, until Morg promises that he will allow he and the remaining group of his people to live in exchange for information. The alien elder agrees. He tells of the Well of Life, a sacred pool in which his people used to drink from or bathe within to evolve from neanderthals and ultimately create the peaceful utopia that was spread throughout this planet. Morg seemed intrigued. So it was power. He throws the old man aside and slowly walked into the pool until he disappeared within. (Don’t worry, folks. I bet Morg just wants the knowledge to build a theme park for this planet’s kiddies. I can just see it now: “Uncle Morg’s Well World, the deadliest place for kids since Chuck E. Cheese!”)

Back at the strip club, the gigantic alien thug reaches for the Silver Surfer, not to be denied his duel this time around. But a table smashes to pieces over his head as a bar fight has broken out around him. Firelord and the Surfer use this distraction to carry the protesting Nova towards the door. But before reaching the exit, and the freedom beyond, Silver Surfer is stopped once more by the titanic alien creature. He demands that the two of them fight right now. Tired of this annoyance, the Surfer agrees. Both beings power up their fists with energy. But the Surfer seems to be just slow enough on the draw that he’s hit directly in the chest by the other’s attack! Smoke rises from the wound as he lies limply on the floor! Nova’s memory is sparked by her friend’s life being in mortal danger! She cries out his name in horror, but the Silver Surfer is unresponsive…..(Now she remembers him?! Ugh! Women!)

To be continued…..

Hark the Heralds (part 2 of 6)

I write this under the most dire of circumstances, Unspokenites…..I have a toothache. I know. I know. He’s so brave to still write this article for us, the fans. Well now, I’m no saint. (Or am I?) Anyway, enough about my dental woes. On to the next part of my look back at the second part of the “Herald Ordeal” storyline from “Silver Surfer” #’s 70-75. Enjoy as I type through my excruciating pain…..

The Silver Surfer clashes with the monstrous new Herald of Galactus, Morg! But fists are not thrown at this time. Not yet. The scuffle is short and only serves to aid the two cosmic beings as they feel each other out. Morg boasts how he has slain all who have stood before him since he was but a child. The Silver Surfer replies that Morg’s reputation pales in comparison to the atrocities that he himself has been forced to commit in Galactus’ name. The Surfer then uses Morg’s momentum against him to throw the larger creature and follows up the attack with a blast of the Power Cosmic from his hands! (Judo throw! Hiyah! Wow! Everybody was Kung Fu fighting! Come on and sing along, everybody!) Morg recovers quickly and meets the blast with one of his own from his battle axe! Galactus orders Morg to bring the Silver Surfer to him! Morg grabs the Surfer’s hands, pulls one behind his back, and locks it there in a hold as he forcefully takes the hero towards his former master!

The Surfer demands that Morg release him immediately and for the location of Nova. Galactus merely states that he has released her and that she is no longer his concern. (I’d be filing for unemployment if I was her! That was a wrongful firing!) He continues that the Surfer’s interference in his business will no longer be tolerated. His ship will remained cloaked from this moment onward to the cosmic hero’s senses. He then orders Morg to release him and to scout out yet another planet. He hungers. The ancient god takes his leave and the Surfer and Morg are once again at one another’s throats! They battle back and forth for a short time until Morg gets the upper hand, knocking the Silver Surfer unconscious with a mighty blast from his cosmic weapon!

He awakens sometime later, dazed. He has no idea how long he floated incapacitated in open space upon his board. He looks for his enemy but sees nothing but the empty void. Satisfied that he is now alone, the cosmic hero thinks about his situation. Obviously, Morg cannot be allowed to be Galactus’ new Herald. The creature is a bloodthirsty madman, now imbued with nearly unlimited power. No. This will not stand. But to defeat him, the Silver Surfer will need help. For this, he searches for and quickly locates another former Herald, Firelord! (Ooooh! It’s on now! The Silver Surfer’s getting his homies together for a galactic beatdown! Damn, son!) The Firelord is seemingly busy at the moment, as he battles countless armored foes all at the same time! When it appears as though he’s being defeated by their sheer numbers, the Surfer sends a cosmic blast their way, freeing the blazing humanoid!

At first, Firelord seems slightly annoyed that the Surfer would assume that he would require any aid. But when the army he was battling suddenly doubles with the arrival of reinforcements, he decides he wouldn’t mind a little help. As the two ex-Heralds fight side-by-side, Firelord asks the Silver Surfer why he’s come. The Surfer replies simply that he was looking for him. But why? They’ve never exactly been what you would call friends. That’s when Firelord is told the terrifying story of Morg. Firelord asks after Nova. The Surfer explains that her whereabouts are currently unknown. With the small army of armored creatures now defeated, the two powerful beings decide to locate Nova and then the three of them will confront this menace known as Morg! (Can we take a moment to discuss just how badass the name Firelord is? Discussion ended. Thank you for your time.)

Speaking of Morg the Merciless, Galactus calls out to his new Herald. Has he located a suitable world for him to devour? Morg answers that yes, he has. And there will be no resistance from the natives. That’s when Morg’s surroundings are revealed. Smoking ruins and mangled corpses surround him! This may just be the Silver Surfer’s biggest challenge to date. Luckily, it seems he won’t have to face it alone.

To be continued…..