PREPARED BY MARIA HILLEdit
Garthwaite claims to have found his powers channeled into his crowbar during a battle with Thor—antipathy toward the Thunder God being another thing the Wrecker has come to share with Loki, whom he believes granted him said power in the first place. Shortly thereafter the Wrecking Crew was born. They have been in and out of the Raft ever since, and the Wrecker has done time in the Vault.
SHIELD psychoanalysts suggest the Wrecker is a constant reminder to Loki of power that should have been his, but he also finds the Wrecker a useful pawn in his endless battle against Thor. To the Wrecker, his own powers give vent to his anger over his childhood. This is perhaps the most relevant quality the Loki and the Wrecker share: resentment toward their fathers. The rest of the Wrecking Crew is along for the ride, although we believe Thunderball still harbors ambitions to lead the group himself.
FROM DR. KARLA SOFEN, M.D.Edit
Patient “Wrecker” (Garthwaite, Dirk)
Transcript of First Session (Conducted in The Vault, Cell Block F)
I’m interested in learning the source of your powers, Dirk. The story you give in your file is fascinating. Do you really believe you received an “enchanted” crowbar from God?
W: A god.
W: Not God like the big-G God but a little-g god. The ones them Swedes used to worship. The what-a ya call ‘em -- the North gods.
The Norse gods?
W: Whatever. I ain’t one to give all my secrets away or nothin’…even to a shrink as pretty as you…but you could say I was in the right place at the right time, and I sorta got hold of something that was meant for somebody else, and it completely changed my life.
In what ways?
W: Well, I didn’t have a job no more, but suddenly I didn’t need one, because I was all strong and stuff. And my crowbar had all these great powers. It wasn’t just for beating people down or breaking things, though it can still do all that too. But mostly I use it because of the magic powers it has now.
I suppose a lot of people would want to get their hands on a magic crowbar.
Your magic crowbar hasn’t managed to stop them yet.
W: Yeah, well they ain’t stopped me neither. And they ain’t gonna.
Says the man in the prison cell.
W: This ain’t me stopped. This is me on vacation. Three squares, roof over my head, some quiet time to plot my next move. As soon as my Wrecking Crew figures out where this mountain prison is, they’re gonna beat a path here to do what they do best.
Let me guess. That would be wrecking things.
W: Brains and beauty. You got a boyfriend?