Chapter two:
The odd duo made small talk for a while. Soon it was almost time for Katie's turn in line. However, before she could go up to her idol she got stopped by Jack.
Wait a bit, been meaning to ask you. What's so important about that Fantastic Four comic you have? You seem to treasure it. But from what we've been talking about it doesn't seem like you practically care for the Fantastic Four all that much. Jack asked, looking at the comic held carefully in Katie's hand.
Oh, this? Katie brings the 72nd issue up. Yea, I don't care that much about the Fantastic Four. Susan Storm, Ben Grimm, and Johnny Storm are one thing but Reed Richards... I don't like that much, and those movies are cringe worthy. This issue is special though. Replied Katie.
Oh? Jack quirks up an eyebrow. And why is that? Jack asked her.
Katie gets an excited look on her face. Because, this is one of the few times we meet the One- Above All. As the Creator you don't hear much about him and the focus is more on Earth and it's protectors. I figured there must be more to him, so I wanted to ask Mr. Lee about him while also asking him to sign the page where the Fantastic Four meets him. I know this incarnation of the character is more an homage to Jack Kirby, but it still seems appropriate, you know? Katie asked him.
Jack frowns a bit. What more to the character do you need? He's omniscient, omnipresent, omnipotent, and all knowing. Kind of hard to really put a finger on that sort of being don't you think? Even worse to try and have a story surrounding him, or her. Replied Jack.
Well, uh, it's just there isn't a character in the Marvel Universe that doesn't have a story and I wish I could experience his. Heck, a being like that inside the Marvel Universe? I wish I could be the One- Above- All. Katie looks back at the line. Ah, sorry, Jack, I need to go, it's my turn! Said Katie.
As Katie scampers off giddily, Jack laughs at his young friends antic's. Indeed, it might be.
After his eyes seem to glow for a split second being replaced by his normal look. After a few minutes, he walks towards Katie, who's standing in front of Jack's best friend and colleague.
Jack places his glove hand on Katie's shoulder as she gets her comic back from Stan, and before he can ask his question, Stan Lee, says this one.
Katie looks at his new customed friend curiosity. Does Jack know Mr. Lee?
Stan Lee looks up surprised. He takes his trademark aviator sunglasses off and points them at Katie. You sure Jack? Stan Lee asked him. Jack nod's his head and Stan Lee shrugs, Alright, but you have to explain to her. Stan Lee takes out a pencil from his pocket. He then reaches under the table and brings up a blank sheet of paper. As he places it on the table, the whole convention center seems to quiet as if someone is turning the volume dial down on a stereo. Once the paper hits the table, it's eerily silent. Katie starts to panic a bit. Just what is going on? The only thing Katie can hear is hers, Jack's and Stan Lee's breathing. As the elderly celebrity drops his old pencil down onto the page, a word escapes his lips.
Excelsior!
Katie's consciousness fades to black as her body turns into motes of light until it disappears entirely.
Thanks Stan, as always, Jack Kirby says as he walks away and fades into nothingness.
See you in a few years, Jack. Says Stan Lee, and life returns to the convention hall.