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Universe-94, Azeroth

Xenk Yendar stared out at the horizon, noting the stormclouds approaching. It was time. The Burning Legion was coming soon and everyone would be needed to fight it.

And yet, Xenk couldn’t help but feel as if there was something even worse coming. And no, worse than even the Great Other.

Hearing footsteps behind him, he turned to see Renly Baratheon approach him, holding a golden warhammer in his hand.

“Am I interrupting?” he raised an eyebrow.

Xenk lightly shook his head. “Not at all, I was just thinking of the upcoming battle?”

“Nervous?” Renly cracked a smile.

“No. You?”

He turned and sure enough, there was a small bead of sweat on his forehead.

“Maybe,” Renly admitted. “I’ve never fought Demons before.”

Xenk smiled thinly. “Fair enough. Just swing that hammer and you’ll be fine.”

His expression turned serious. “Though we should treat each day like we’re soon out of time.”

Bane the Midnight Falcon was sharpening his sword when he heard footsteps behind him.

Turning, he saw Lysa Tully-Arryn standing at the door awkwardly.

“Am I interrupting?” she asked.

“Not at all, just preparing for battle.” Bane shook his head.

Lysa walked forward. “You have a lot of scars.”

Bane looked down at his arms, noting the crisscrossing scars.

“Plenty of battles, especially in the Arena of Stone.”

“What’s that?” she tilted her head slightly.

“Arena in a place called the City of Stone, full of gladiator arenas.” Bane explained.

“Interesting,” Lysa noted. “And I assume you fought there?”

“For a few years, yes, then I returned to the lands of the Rigante before I found myself in Westeros.”

“Ah, I see. That must have been when you met Xenk.”

“Later, yes. I was with a man named Druss, who was also from another world,” Bane said. “We fought the Ironborn together. Though I have not seen him since.”

“I heard an old axeman fought and killed Gregor Clegane,” Lysa noted. “Quite an impressive feat.”

“I don’t doubt he could do it,” the Midnight Falcon mused. “He was a tough old bastard.”

Lysa laughed at that. Just then, a loud horn blew, the walls shaking slightly.

“It’s show time.” Bane sheathed his sword. Lysa nodded and the pair walked out the building to see members of the Alliance running towards wooden airships, carrying trunks full of weapons.

“You ready?”

Both turned to see Xenk and Renly walk up to them.

“Never been more ready for anything in my life.” Bane smirked.

“Good. Life or death, we’re not playing around any more.” Xenk nodded.

A tall man dressed in battle armor with a sword strapped to his back walked towards them.

“Your Grace.” Xenk said respectfully.

“It’s just Varian,” Varian Wrynn smiled. “You’ve done more than enough to help Stormwind.”

“I assume we’re ready to face the Burning Legion?” Renly asked.

“Aye, we’ve found where they are attacking,” Varian nodded. “Even the Horde will join us for this battle.”

“The Horde, eh?” Renly raised an eyebrow. “Must be a big fight.”

“It is. You ready?”

“Damn right I am!”

Xenk looked around. “Let’s go.”

Renly was sweating as he gripped his golden warhammer nervously. He peered overboard and nearly fainted. Trees, buildings and even mountains appeared tiny in the distance.

Hearing the sound of thunder, he turned to see a massive green storm in the distance.

“Fuck.” He swore.

“Nervous?” Xenk asked next to him.

“Not even close,” Renly forced a smile. “But this is new. Never fought Demons before.”

“I’ll show you the ropes.” The Paladin said in a plain, flat voice.

Renly looked around to see some more airships flying towards the green storm.

“How are we going to play this?” he asked.

“We take them head on, stop the Burning Legion from breaching the city walls.” Xenk said.

At that moment, dozens of fireballs hurtled from the distance towards the airships.

“INCOMING!” Renly shouted.

BOOM!

One airship was struck by a fireball, beginning to fall out of the sky. Xenk unsheathed his sword and began chanting.

A shield formed around the airship they were on. Out of the corner of his eye, Renly saw Bane leap from the airship, sword in hand as he dived towards the ground, impaling a Demon.

Renly laughed at that. “Love that kid.”

“You ready?” Xenk asked him.

The Baratheon man nodded, gripping his warhammer tightly.

“WESTEROS!” he leapt off the airship towards the ground. He smacked right into a Demon and rolled up, swinging his warhammer as he smashed another two Demons into oblivion.

A massive winged Demon loomed above him, baring its teeth at him as it raised a large sword to strike. Renly roared as he swung his hammer and blocked it, the impact rattling his bones.

Varian Wrynn leapt from above and impaled the Demon through the chest with his sword. Wrenching it free, he jumped back as it toppled forward, dead.

“You good?” he turned to Renly.

“Never better.”

Varian cracked a grin as more Demons charged down the street. Together, the pair charged forward. Varian ducked under a strike and chopped the Demon in half while Renly did a spin and slammed his golden warhammer into another Demon’s throat, smashing it.

Xenk moved next to them, his sword dripping green with Demon blood. As another charged, he easily swung and decapitated it.

“Keep moving!” he urged. “Don’t stop!”

The trio sprinted, killing any Demons in their path. A spear came hurtling, straight towards Varian’s chest. Noticing this, Xenk stepped in the spear’s path and swung his sword, slicing it in half.

Varian stared with wide eyes. “You saved me.”

“I did,” the Thayan nodded curtly. “But it’s not over yet.”

Up above, Sylvanas Windrunner fired multiple enchanted arrows that struck Demons, killing them. The trio looked up and she gave them a curt nod.

“This is getting stranger and stranger.” Renly shook his head in amusement, swinging his hammer and smashing another Demon.

Xenk was a whirlwind, easily blocking strikes and killing Demons rapidly, a horde of bodies falling around him as he moved.

As he fought, someone stepped into his path. It was a man, garbed in the clothes of someone from the 1930s, with glowing eyes and Vampire fangs.

Xenk raised an eyebrow. “Ah, a Vampire.”

“I was told to kill you, in exchange for going back to my world.”

With that, he leapt towards Xenk who simply swung his sword upwards.

SLISH!

The Vampire crumbled into dust as Xenk walked forwards, ignoring the Vampire he just dusted. As he did, he looked up to see a towering Demonic figure looming above him.

Mannaroth snarled. “Xenk Yendar.”

Xenk smiled coldly. “Long have I waited for this fight.”

The Demon lunged and Xenk rolled, slicing his hand open. Mannaroth roared in pain.

“Ugh, you bastard!”

He tried to punch but Xenk jumped onto his arm and sprinted before leaping and stabbing Mannaroth in the eye.

“DAMN IT!”

The Demon fell back through a green portal. Xenk landed smoothly and sheathed his sword.

“And that, is how it is done.” He said simply.

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Universe-1036448, Valhalla

Mordenkainen paced about, muttering curses under his breath. He tapped his staff on the ground as he looked around.

“Calm down, old friend.” Brunhilde said in her usual monotone voice.

“The Gods are having their debate on whether or not they will destroy humanity,” the wizard said. “Our time is now.”

Next to Brunhilde, her fellow Valkyrie Göll's eyes widened.

“Wait!” she stuttered. “You’re going to...to...challenge them to Ragnarok?!”

“Aye, I am,” Mordenkainen nodded firmly. “And this time, I will bring my own fighters.”

Now it was Brunhilde’s turn to be shocked. “Wait, what do you mean your ‘own fighters’?”

“I will bring fighters from other realities to this fight, to fight against the Gods in 13 rounds.” The wizard confirmed.

“Who? I thought you said the fighters of other realities were busy?” Brunhilde narrowed her eyes.

“Most are, sadly,” Mordenkainen sighed. “But the Multiverse is infinite, so I am sure there fighters that can help us win Ragnarok.”

“Pardon me asking, but why are you so hell-bent on fighting the Gods?” Göll asked curiously. “You’re not from this reality.”

“No, I am not,” he agreed. “But I came to recruit the Gods to help combat the End Times.”

“The End Times? What’s that?”

“The End of all things,” Brunhilde spoke quietly, looking as pale as the dead. “The four Chaos Gods- Khorne, Tzeentch, Nurgle and Slaanesh will usher in an apocalypse that will consume all realities eventually.”

Göll was now terrified. “Then how do we stop this?”

Mordenkainen looked at her. “I don’t know if we can,” he admitted. “The Chaos Gods are very powerful now and they have many powerful servants and allies. But...if we fight as one, we may just stand a chance.”

“That’s not very reassuring.” The youngest Valkyrie said meekly.

“Sadly, child, such things are not assured. Still, I have faith that the One Above All is great.”

Brunhilde nodded. “So you will go challenge Zeus?”

“I shall.” Mordenkainen nodded.

“I will be there too.” She said.

Inside the great hall, it was packed with Gods from every pantheon- Greek, Norse, Egyptian, Shinto, Chinese, Hindu, Zoroastrian and more.

Zeus sat on his throne in his frail, old man form, overlooking all the Gods present.

Next to him stood Hermes, dressed in a dashing suit and tie.

Zeus banged his gavel. “Well then, everyone, it’s been some time since we’ve all been together. Let the Council of Valhalla now begin.”

“Deities have assembled from the world over to decide the fate of humanity,” he continued. “So let me ask you- should we allow mankind to exist for another thousand years and forgive their crimes?”

A stick with a glowing white shape lit up.

“Or alternatively, do we put an end to them for eternity?”

A second stick lit up, this time with a red ‘X’ on it. Both signs were held by Hermes.

“By the will of the Gods, you will show me what you have chosen.” Zeus finished.

“Over here.” A voice drawled. Zeus looked up to see a purple-skinned man wearing a yellow bandanna with four arms lying upside down, holding up two signs with the red X symbol.

“I say we finish off the wretched things,” Shiva the Destroyer said. “I’ve watched them for a millennia and I haven’t caught any sign of them learning from their mistakes. Let’s give them the ol’ fire and brimstone.”

“Shiva’s right.” a feminine voice spoke and all turned to Aphrodite who was sitting on her throne, two servants holding up her truly enormous and magnificent breasts.

“It is just as he says. As time goes on, the world becomes uglier and uglier. The sea fills with trash and oil, the forests have disappeared. And countless creatures have gone extinct. So if I may, mankind is out of control. They’ve become a cancer that threatens to destroy the Earth.”

Agreement broke out among the Gods.

“Aphrodite’s right!”

“We should crush the little creatures!”

“They are evil!”

Almost every God now held up a sign with the red X symbol.

“Now then,” Zeus said. “It seems the meeting has reached its consensus,” he held up his gavel. “Let the records show that the Council of Valhalla has managed to agree on a unanimous to end the human race!”

“OI!”

Every single God turned to see Mordenkainen standing at the entrance, staff in hand.

“Mordenkainen.” Zeus growled as whispers broke out.

Down below, Odin turned in his seat, his one eye staring at the wizard.

“Bastard!” his ravens Huginn and Munnin spoke. “You’re nothing but a mortal wizard! What are you even doing here?! How dare you raise your voice in the presence of greatness!”

“YOU WILL BE SILENT!” Mordenkainen thundered, slamming his staff, a pulse of energy exploding outwards.

He strode forwards, his voice echoing. “You are right, in all realities, humanity has committed grave sins. But still there is much that is fair. And you are just going to wipe out the humanity of this world?”

“Why do you care?” Huginn the raven spoke. “You’re not even from this reality.”

“Consider this then,” Mordenkainen continued. “A proposal. A trial to decide if humans should live or die.”

He looked around, while Brunhilde and Goll stood behind him.

“A tournament,” he continued. “13 rounds, God vs Man, one-on-one.”

As whispers broke out, he held up his hand. “And, if humanity wins, you must help save the Multiverse.”

“Save it?” Zeus scoffed. “From what?”

“From the End Times,” the wizard said. “The great apocalypse fated to destroy the Multiverse, when the Three-Eyed King will lead the forces of Chaos to unmake all creation.”

Murmurs broke out among the Gods and Odin raised an eyebrow at that.

“Why should we care?” Zeus spoke. “We have never concerned ourselves with what happens in other universes, why should we care now?”

“Because if Mallus, the Last Battleground is destroyed, eventually, the Chaos Gods will come for this reality next. And you will not stop them.”

“Are you doubting our power?” Zeus sneered.

“So you won’t fight alongside the rest of the Multiverse?” Mordenkainen raised an eyebrow.

“No, we won’t.”

Mordenkainen laughed. “I was right, you lot really are a bunch of fucking jokes, no wonder the deities in other realities don’t take you seriously, hell, no one actually does.”

Angry shouts broke out among the Gods.

“How dare you!”

“Who the hell do you think you are?!”

“Kill him!”

“And I wish I could say we could leave you alone, but the Multiverse is colliding, which makes YOU OUR BLOODY PROBLEM! EXCEPT NONE OF US WANT TO DEAL WITH YOU JOKES!” Mordenkainen roared.

Stunned silence reigned over the Council.

“So...I challenge all of you to Ragnarok!” Mordenkainen continued. “13 rounds. You win, you exterminate humanity. My fighters win, you spare humanity and you will help fight the End Times.”

Odin sat there, a thin smile curved on his lips. Up above, Shiva leaned forward, a gleam in his eyes.

“Very well,” Zeus said slowly. “I accept your challenge, wizard. You have fourteen days to gather your 13 strongest fighters. Then we shall begin.”

Mordenkainen nodded. “We may not be alive in fourteen days...but fair enough. I will be there.”

All the Gods stared in shock, except for Odin who was smiling now.

“Win or die…” The wizard muttered.

Zeus stood up and was about to say something when he vanished into thin air, to the shock of everyone present.

Earth-180561

Zeus crashed into the middle of a courtyard. He stood up.

“Now what the hell did that old wizard do this time?” he grumbled.

THWACK!

A punch sent him flying for miles, crashing through several mountains. Zeus crashed hard, rolling for several meters. Rolling up, his eyes widened.

Hovering in the air was a handsome man, shirtless, with long black hair and a dark beard, his body radiating with power.

But what shocked him was that this man had the same power as him!

“You are Zeus?” he checked.

Skyfather looked at him, glaring. “I am. And pray tell what you are doing here?”

“I am Zeus, of another universe,” he stood up. “I believe we are Variants of each other.”

Skyfather’s eyes widened in surprise. “You are me?”

“Indeed,” Zeus gleamed. “And there can only be one!”

He flew and punched Skyfather hard, sending him flying back through the mountain. Zeus flew after him, raining punches into Skyfather’s face, turning it left and right.

Skyfather recovered and kicked Zeus hard, before grabbing him by the foot and slamming him hard, forming a small crater.

Zeus rolled away and got back up, firing a powerful bolt of lightning. Skyfather fired his own lightning bolt and the pair clashed, gritting their teeth as they struggled to overpower the other.

Skyfather pushed Zeus back before he staggered back. Zeus growled, his muscles ripping as he grew in size, his toga ripping as he towered over Skyfather.

“I’ve had enough,” he snarled. “Time to finish this.”

At an unimaginable speed, he flew and punched Skyfather hard, sending him flying back. Catching him by the foot, Zeus slammed him hard onto the ground repeatedly before throwing him into the distance.

Leaping, Zeus grabbed Skyfather and slammed him hard onto the ground. Skyfather blasted Zeus with lightning, sending him flying up before Skyfather began raining punches into Zeus’ face.

Zeus ducked under a swing and hammered a blow into Skyfather’s ribs only to be met with a haymaker that sent him staggering back.

Zeus grinned. “It has been centuries since someone has given me a proper fight!”

Skyfather head-butted him hard before punching him repeatedly. As Zeus flew back, he vanished into thin air again.

Planetos, Castle Black

Jon Snow was going over some papers when the door opened and Ridoc Gamlyn walked in, grinning.

“What is it?” Jon raised an eyebrow, noting the shit-eating grin on Ridoc’s face.

“Guess what I found?” Ridoc smirked, hefting a double-barrel shotgun.

Jon frowned. “What is it and where did you find it?”

“According to our new Yautja friends, it’s called a shotgun, from Earth. Basically fires powerful shells that can obliterate a grown man. As for where I found it, stripped it off a dead guy that ended up here through a breach.”

“You seem to be enjoying this a lot.” Jon smirked.

Ridoc laughed. “You kidding me? I just hit the jackpot!”

Jon chuckled. “I can tell.”

Ridoc sobered up. “You holding up, Jonny?”

“First off, never call me that again,” Jon held up a finger. “And yes, I’m doing fine. Lot of work to be done.”

“With these End Times that Fury mentioned,” Ridoc drawled. “You think we’ll win?”

Jon sighed. “Maybe we’ll win or maybe we won’t. I had a vision of a man claiming to be the Supreme God.”

Ridoc’s eyes widened. “The Supreme God, eh? What did he say?”

“He said we will continue to fall until we find home.”

“The fuck does that even mean?” Ridoc was bewildered.

“Honestly, I don’t know,” Jon sighed. “Nothing in these last few months makes any sense.”

Ridoc nodded. “That’s true,” he grinned. “So, I hear you and Rhiannon have gotten close.”

Jon glared. “What me and Riri get up to is none of your business.”

“Riri?! Oh boy, you’re already on the nicknames,” Ridoc grinned. “Dude, just fuck her already.”

Jon went as red as a tomato. “Ridoc! You can’t just say things like that! Gods, do you not have any shame?”

“Nope!”

Jon sighed. “Why am I friends with you?”

“Ha! So you admit that we’re friends!”

“Shut up.”

Outside, the Yautja known as Va’jein was training, fighting a wooden dummy barehanded. Nearby, Scar Mother, Fury Axtar and Rhiannon Matthias were talking.

“So you hunted a Xenomorph and killed it?” Rhiannon asked curiously.

“Aye, they are our greatest foes,” Scar Mother agreed. “But I feel other worlds opens up the possibility to hunt stronger prey.”

“And that’s your entire culture? Hunting worthy prey?” Rhiannon continued.

“Is is, yes.” Scar Mother said.

Fury spoke up. “I’ve heard tales of your hunts, but I hadn’t had the pleasure of witnessing it in person. Tell me, why do you choose to follow humans?”

“You have a strength about you, a courage that few posseses. So I will follow you, to victory or to the grave.” Scar Mother replied seriously.

Rhiannon couldn’t help but feel touched by that. If even the alien Yautja considered them to be worthy of following, then they had to win.

“Well that’s awesome.” She chuckled.

Scar Mother clapped her on the shoulder. “You’re a strong woman, Rhiannon Matthias. It will be an honor to fight alongside you in the coming days.”

Rhiannon blushed a little when she heard that. “Um...thanks.”

Fury chuckled. “You’re like a flustered schoolgirl.”

“Hey, it’s not every day an alien hunter pays you a compliment.”

“Fair.”

At that moment, Samwell Tarly walked up to them, clutching several books.

“Well you’ve been busy.” Rhiannon raised an eyebrow.

“Aye, studying about White Walkers is tiring business.” Samwell chuckled.

“I don’t doubt that,” Fury smirked. “Still, you’re doing great.”

He blushed. “Thank you, Ms. Axtar.”

“It’s just Fury, Ms. Axtar makes me sound like I’m some old librarian.” She laughed.

“Fair enough, Fury.” He chuckled.

King’s Landing

Lady Maria of the Astral Clocktower aimed her rifle at a wooden dummy. Taking a deep breath, she pulled the trigger.

BANG!

The dummy splintered into pieces and she smirked, lowering her rifle.

“Is this a bad time?”

Turning, she saw Stannis Baratheon standing there, a passive look on his face. She broke into a grin.

“Not at all, I was just practicing,” Maria shouldered her rifle. “What can I help you with, Your Grace?”

“Please, just call me Stannis, you’ve helped enough to the point you can forget about titles,” he waved her off, a rare ghost of a smile forming on his face. “I wanted to ask you for a favour.”

“Sure, anything.”

“I want you to teach me how to use a gun.” He said.

Maria raised an eyebrow. “You want me to teach you how to use a gun? Why?”

“My men know how to use these weapons, it would be pointless if their own king had no idea how they worked.” Stannis pointed out.

“Fair enough,” she acknowledged, removing her hat and allowing her long silver hair to flow down. “When do you want to start?”

“Later today, there is a council meeting and I want you to attend,” he said. “Olenna Tyrell of House Tyrell and Oberyn Martell of House Martell have come to the city. We have many important matters to discuss.”

“Very well, I assume its now?” Maria guessed.

“Yes.”

“Lead the way.”

Earth-1036448

Mordenkainen was pouring over several scrolls when there was a knock on the wall. Turning, he saw Brunhilde standing there.

“Come in.” He said.

The Valkyrie walked in, looking at the scrolls. “What are you doing?”

“Seeing if there are any ancient texts that can help us defeat the Chaos Gods,” he sighed in frustration. “But so far there is nothing of value.”

Brunhilde nodded. “We’ll get through this. But first we have to win Ragnarok. The Gods are choosing their own fighters through their own tournament. Ra-Horakhty, Morrigan and others will fight. But some of the Gods’ fighters have already been chosen.”

“Really? Who?” Mordenkainen raised an eyebrow.

“So far only Thor and Poseidon have been chosen.”

“Oh dear, Thor might be a problem, he can break continents,” the wizard admitted. “Poseidon I’m not really worried about, he’s an idiot and he has no idea how to fight.”

“True,” Brunhilde said. “Question is, who will fight Odin?”

There was a gleam in her eye which Mordenkainen noticed. He scowled.

“Not you, that’s for sure,” he snorted. “You don’t actually care for humanity, do you?”

“How dare you suggest I don’t care for humanity,” her anger flared. “I care for them!”

“No, you only care for Seigfried, that’s why you’re doing this,” he turned. “Because you are so desperate to get revenge on Odin, you’re willing to throw the lives of 13 warriors away for a dead man.”

“And what about you?!” she pointed an accusatory finger at him. “You’re obsessed with stopping the End Times. Why are you obsessed with saving the Multiverse, as if there aren’t hundreds of others who could?”

“Because I am one of the idiots who lives in it!” he thundered.

Brunhilde sighed, looking down. “I do miss Seigfried, and yes, I was hoping to fight Odin.”

“Which is exactly why you can’t,” Mordenkainen admitted. “You are too emotionally invested in the fight. I will.”

“You?!” Brunhilde’s eyes widened. “You’ll die.”

“Perhaps I will,” he acknowledged. “But if I do die, I will die on my own terms. And I will make sure Seigfried is freed from Tartarus.”

“You will? Why? You don’t even know him!” she exclaimed.

“Because I do not abandon innocents to die,” he declared. “As long as I live, I will save your husband.”

“Thank you,” she had tears in her eyes. “But how will you do it? Not even Buddha knows where he is.”

“I know a guy.” Was all he said.

Planetos, Westeros, King’s Landing

Stannis Baratheon stood in the Small Council chamber, with Maria, Tyrion Lannister, Edgin Darvis, Varys, Sandor Clegane, Bronn, Olenna Tyrell and Oberyn Martell present.

“Thank you all for being here,” Stannis opened. “We have many important matters to discuss.”

“Starting with the disappearance of my granddaughter,” Olenna Tyrell said, leaning forward. “No one has seen her for weeks.”

“Neither has anyone seen Sansa Stark, or Tommen and Myrcella Baratheon.” Tyrion Lannister added.

“Not to mention there are tales of dark beasts in the north,” Varys spoke. “My little birds have reported stories of dark beasts with many eyes that roam the forests. All said to come from the ruins of Winterfell.”

“Something drove the Ironborn from there.” Edgin Darvis said.

“Whoever could get the Ironborn out of a place is definitely going to be trouble.” Oberyn Martell agreed.

Stannis looked around. “We also haven’t heard from Vi, Bryce Quinlan and Davos Seaworth in over two months.”

“The fuckers are probably dead.” Sandor Clegane said gruffly.

Everyone shot him weird looks.

“Dude, seriously, bad timing.” Edgin rolled his eyes.

“Indeed,” Maria agreed. “Besides, all three of them are tough people, I’m sure they’ll be fine.”

Stannis sighed. “You’re right,” he looked up. “Lord Oberyn, when you arrived here you were telling me about strange deaths in Dorne.”

“Yes,” Oberyn leaned back. “Many have vanished, or had their chests ripped open, almost as if something clawed its way out from the inside.”

Everyone now had either disgusted or disturbed looks.

“Fuckin’ hell.” Bronn muttered.

“I have a feeling this is not going to end well.” Edgin admitted.

In the harbor of Blackwater Bay, multiple Xenomorph’s slithered through the water on their way to King’s Landing.

Universe-1036448, Valhalla

Mordenkainen walked briskly along a cobblestoned path, deep in thought before he bumped into someone.

“My apologies,” he said before noticing who it was. “Heracles?”

Heracles, Greek God of Strength stood there, towering above the wizard. He broke into a grin.

“Mordenkainen, my old friend!” he laughed, slapping him on the back. “How are you?”

“I’ve had better days.” He admitted.

“Haven’t we all,” Heracles agreed. “I was surprised you decided to challenge all Gods to Ragnarok.”

“I had to, to save all realities from the End Times,” Mordenkainen said. “But I was more surprised you actually voted to destroy humanity. I thought you cared for them, given how you were once human. Or did all this godly power go to your head?”

Heracles’ head snapped up at that and he glared at the wizard. “I do care for humanity and if you ever suggest that I don’t again, I will bash your skull in.”

“You can try!” Mordenkainen thundered. “If you like humanity so much, maybe you should actually help instead of choosing to fight for them!”

Heracles fumed at that, but he couldn’t find any response to counter it. Deep down, he felt shame at those words. It was true, he hadn’t stood up for humanity.

“Perhaps you are right, old friend,” he admitted. “But I don’t have a choice.”

“We all have a choice,” Mordenkainen said sternly. “And it is not too late to make the right choice.”

With that, he brushed past Heracles, continuing on his own way and leaving Heracles to his own thoughts.

Unknown location

Hades stepped through a portal, straightening out his flashing white suit and tie.

He looked around as from another portal came a bald man with tattoos.

“Ah, at last, I meet my Variant,” Hades chuckled. “I saw you once in a vision.”

“As did I...Hades.” Aidoneus smirked.

“We have much to talk about.” Hades said.

Universe-1036448, Valhalla

Odin stood at the peak of Valhalla, overlooking it all. A malicious grin spread across his face as he saw a vision of Zeus fighting thousands of creatures at once.

“It is time for my plans to begin.” He laughed like a maniac.

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Universe-94, Azeroth, Stormwind City

Xenk Yendar calmly poured over scrolls when the doors opened and Varian Wrynn, Renly Baratheon and Jaina Proudmoore entered.

“Have you found anything yet?” Varian asked.

“Nothing yet, the Burning Legion appears to be undefeated in many worlds.” Xenk shook his head.

“Lovely, so these Demons are unbeatable,” Renly said in exasperation. “Of course.”

“So what’s the play here?” Jaina asked.

Xenk had a ghost of a smile on his face. “We’re going to need some help.”

“I can call in Thrall, ask him to help.” Varian said.

“No,” Xenk shook his head. “We need help from other universes,” he smiled again. “And I know just who to call.”

Planetos, Westeros, the North

Sekiro slammed his katana back into its sheath as he looked around. The air seemed cold and dark, almost as if something was watching him.

“Laddie, you see anything?” Druss the Legend called out.

“Nothing,” Sekiro walked back to their campsite where Arya Stark was sitting by the warm fire. “Something’s out there for sure, but I don’t know what it is.”

Druss grunted, laying his mighty ax Snaga on the ground. His silver beard glistened in the fires and he stared into the flames.

“Are you okay?” Arya asked.

“I’m fine, lass.” Druss shook his head.

Arya sharpened her sword, Needle. “We can’t go north. I’ve heard stories of monsters in the woods.”

“And about your brother and mother.” Sekiro said quietly.

Arya nodded, a small tear trickling down her cheek. “Yes, them.”

Druss wiped the tear. “Easy, lass, let it out.”

Arya clung to him and wept in his shoulder. Gently, he rubbed circles into her back, soothing her. Sekiro watched them both sadly.

At that moment, he heard a rustling and drew his katana. Out of the woods came three people. The first was an astonishingly tall blonde-haired woman dressed in knight’s armor.

The second was a young man in his early twenties with a beard, looking disgruntled.

And the third was very clearly a warrior, though he had a metal hand where his right hand used to be.

“Who the fuck are you?” Druss snarled, standing up and pushing Arya behind him.

The woman known as Brienne of Tarth narrowed her eyes as she looked at Druss. Her eyes widened.

“You’re the axeman who killed Gregor Clegane!” she stared in shock.

Gendry Baratheon and Jaime Lannister also stared at the old man in shock.

“There’s no way this man killed the Mountain, for fuck’s sake he looks like he’s seventy.” Gendry pointed out.

“I’m sixty-one years old, actually.” Druss interrupted.

Brienne then looked at Sekiro. “Then that makes you the swordsman who slew Tywin Lannister.”

“I am.”

Jaime looked at Sekiro coldly, his left hand slowly drifting towards his sheathed sword. Sekiro noticed this and placed a hand on his katana.

“Don’t even attempt it.” The Japanese man warned.

“You killed my father.” Jaime growled.

“I did, yes.” Sekiro replied coldly.

Druss’ hand slowly drifted towards Snaga which was lying on a nearby rock. Arya shuffled on her feet.

At that moment, an unholy howl sounded in the distance, drawing everyone’s attention.

“Something’s coming!” Sekiro drew his katana.

In the distance, horrifying monsters began making their way towards them.

Castle Black

Rhiannon sat on the desk as Jon finished writing a report.

“You didn’t have to wait for me.” He said.

She shrugged. “I didn’t. I just chose to.”

He chuckled. “You sure have a way with words, Riri.”

Rhiannon felt her heart flutter at the nickname and a small pink tinge spread across her cheeks, her body feeling warm.

She was about to say something when both she and Jon vanished into thin air.

At the same time, Ridoc and Samwell were pouring over some scrolls.

“Man, what the fuck is this handwriting?” Ridoc was beyond confused, squinting his eyes as he looked at the scroll.

Samwell laughed. “I think the guy who wrote that must have had failing vision.”

“What’s this?” the Yautja known as Va’jein popped his head around a corner.

“Terrible handwriting.” Ridoc shook his head.

“So I’ve noticed with you humans.” Va’jein smirked, looking at the scrolls.

At that moment, the building rumbled, making all three look up in alarm.

Earth-2008

“Fight me you metal bitch!”

Bryce Quinlan stormed as she glared at the microwave.

At that moment, Davos Seaworth rounded the corner, confused.

“What are you doing?” he was bewildered.

“Stupid microwave won’t work.” She scowled.

“I thought you were an expert with this ‘modern technology’?” Davos raised an eyebrow.

She shot him a glare. “Just because I know it doesn’t mean it can’t behave like a jackass!”

He raised his hands in surrender. “Very well.”

“Man what the fuck is going on?”

Axel Foley rounded the corner. “This place is starting to freak me out, again!”

Bryce laughed. “Yeah, this Foundation is kinda creepy.”

Davos noticed something out of the corner of his eye, but when he looked, it wasn’t there.

“What is it?” Axel asked on noticing his look.

“Nothing, I just thought I saw something.”

“Well I wouldn’t count that out,” Bryce muttered. “This world is fucking crazy.”

Earth-18

A portal opened in the middle of an alley and Xenk and Renly exited, now dressed in normal Earth clothes.

“So this is yet another world.” Renly noted.

“Indeed, this is Earth-18.”

“What universe were we in now?”

“Universe-94.” Xenk revealed.

“And how many universes are there exactly?”

“Infinite,” the Paladin shrugged. “Though the furthest numbered universe I know of is Universe-10000000.”

“That’s a lot of universes.” Renly muttered.

“Indeed.” Xenk straightened his suit.

“So what exactly are we doing here?”

“We are looking for some old friends of mine that will be very crucial to helping us defeat the Burning Legion.”

“They must be powerful indeed if that’s the case.”

“That they are.” Xenk walked down a street, Renly slightly behind him. His eyes were in shock on seeing cars driving past.

“What are these contraptions?” he asked in awe.

“They are called cars, basically horseless carriages,” Xenk explained. “They are very common on most Earths.”

“Fascinating.” Renly muttered.

Xenk rounded the corner and walked into a diner, sitting at a table. Renly slid into the opposite booth.

“What are we doing here?” Renly asked, looking around at the very unfamiliar environment.

“Grabbing something to drink. The place is not far from here.” Xenk said.

A waitress walked up to their table, speaking in a language Renly had never heard before. Smoothly, Xenk replied in the same language.

As soon as she departed, Renly raised an eyebrow. “Well you seem to be a man of many talents.”

A ghost of a smile flitted across the Thayan’s face. “I have been to many places in my long life and picked up many skills.”

“I can tell.” Renly looked out the window.

“Once this crisis is over, what will you do?” Xenk asked.

“I’m not sure,” Renly sighed. “I have no desire for a throne, that much I know.”

“Really now? I thought you were going to war against your brother for the throne.”

“I was, but let’s be honest, look around you,” Renly gestured to the street outside. “The Multiverse is a wide place. Does one little throne matter? And even if it does, my brother was righht, he is the rightful heir to the Iron Throne.”

“He’s not, but I’m glad you’ve moved past it.”

“What? What do you mean?”

Xenk looked at him. “Jon Snow, bastard son of Ned Stark is the real heir to the Iron Throne.”

Renly was beyond confused now. “What the hell are you talking about? There’s no way a bastard can be the heir.”

“You didn’t let me finish,” Xenk smiled. “Jon Snow was born as Aegon Targaryen, the son of Lyanna Stark and Rhaegar Targaryen.”

Renly’s jaw dropped in shock. “That’s impossible! All of Rhaegar’s children were killed!”

“Ned Stark found the dying Lyanna after she had just given birth, and he made her promise to keep her newborn child safe from Robert’s wrath,” Xenk shook his head. “Ned honored that promise.”

Renly’s thoughts were a mess now. Rhaegar Targaryen had a son with Lyanna Stark? And Ned knew of it?! None of this made any sense.

“Who else knows? And how do you know?” he asked the most important questions on his mind.

“I was told of it by a wizard named Mordenkainen, an old friend of mine,” Xenk revealed. “And the only others who know are Rhiannon Matthias, Ridoc Gamlyn, Samwell Tarly and Fury Axtar.”

Renly frowned at the unfamiliar names. “Who are they? I know of Samwell but who are the others?"

“Rhiannon, Ridoc and Fury are all from different worlds as well, and they found themselves at Castle Black.”

“I swear this is getting stranger and stranger.” Renly muttered.

At that moment, someone walked up to their table, a young man with shock white hair wearing sunglasses.

“Ah, Gojo, long time no see.” Xenk looked up.

Gojo Satoru broke into a grin, pushing his sunglasses up.

“Xenk Yendar, what the hell are you doing here?” he held out his hand.

Xenk dapped him up. “Looking for you and Utahime actually.”

“Xenk, you mind introducing us?” Renly coughed.

“Right, where are my manners,” Xenk cleared his throat. “Renly, this is Gojo Satouro, a Jujutsu Sorcerer and a defender of this world. Gojo, this is Renly Baratheon, from a world called Planetos.”

Gojo raised an eyebrow in surprise. “Oh, he’s also from another world?”

“You know of other worlds?” Renly asked.

“Oh yeah, Xenk ended up on this Earth a while back and we teamed up against some Grade 1 Curses.”

“Grade 1 what?” Renly was beyond confused now.

Xenk took over. “On this Earth, every being has Cursed Energy inside them. Jujutsu Sorcerers such as Gojo over here can manipulate this Cursed Energy to battle Curses.”

“Oh dear,” Renly muttered. “That sounds quite frankly horrifying.”

“It should,” Gojo said cheerfully. “It ain’t a cakewalk. Except for me of course.”

“Listen, Gojo, we need your help,” Xenk said seriously. “There’s a powerful threat known as the Burning Legion that is destroying planets and even universes.”

“And let me guess, you need my help to stop it?” Gojo raised an eyebrow.

“Indeed, you, Utahime and any other Jujutsu Sorcerers available.”

Gojo groaned, running a hand over his face. “You two had best come with me.”

Universe-94, Azeroth

Thrall snarled as he blocked a strike from an assassin. Growling, the Orc pushed it back before brutally head-butting it.

He was bleeding in a few places now and his muscles were beginning to ache. Still, he wasn’t about to give up.

He swung his massive ax and decapitated another assassin that was charging at him. As another leapt at him, a katana flew out of nowhere and impaled it, the assassin dropping, dead.

Thrall whipped around to see a man dressed in a strange red and black suit with a mask that covered his face run towards him.

“Just in time to save the most awesome Warcraft character.” Wade Wilson aka Deadpool of Earth-8096 quipped as he did a small flip and landed, killing another assassin.

“Will you shut up?” an irritated voice snapped. Thrall turned his head to see a man in a trenchcoat with only one good eye, the other ruined, walk towards him.

Silco punched another assassin in the throat before slamming his knee into his face. Thunder cracked and a powerful bolt of lightning slammed into the last assassin, vaporizing him on the spot.

A tall, heavily muscled man with flowing red hair and carrying a massive hammer landed on the ground. Thrall raised an eyebrow, actually staring up at the man.

Yeah, he’d be difficult to fight, Thrall admitted.

“Sweet, we got anime Thor here too now,” Deadpool quipped. “Now this’ll be a party.”

TWHACK!

Silco punched him in the face, knocking him down.

“Ignore him.” he huffed.

“Who are you people?” Thrall asked, confused.

“I am Thor, son of Odin, God of Thunder.” Thor rumbled as he locked eyes with the Orc.

“I’m Silco.”

“And I, am Wade motherfucking Wilson aka Deadpool aka The Merc with a Mouth!” Deadpool gave him a thumbs up.

“You’ve got to be kidding me.” Thrall groaned.

“I sense that I am no longer in my universe.” Thor noted.

“That’s because you’re not,” Deadpool got back up. “The author’s preparing for his End Times fic by having these crossovers happen early on so we can all team up against the big guns later on.”

Thrall, Silco and Thor all stared at him.

“Is he always like this?” the former asked Silco.

“Unfortunately, and it seems he can’t die either,” Silco grumbled. “I’ve shot him, stabbed him, even snapped his neck. He keeps coming back.”

“Hell no!” Deadpool said cheerfully. “I’m not dying till I at least get one badass fight in this series, whether it’s in this sandbox series or if Aragorn decides to stop cuddling my MCU counterpart and actually give me some screentime. Seriously, why do the Avengers get all the action and I have to be stuck in this boring series?”

He looked at the camera. “No offense, author.”

Silco punched him in the face, snapping his neck.

“I thought you said he can’t die.” Thor raised an eyebrow.

“He can’t, it just makes me feel better.” Silco grunted.

Thrall chuckled. “Fair enough. Though I have a feeling this is going to be a long day.”

Unknown dimension

Hades clicked his heels together as he eyed his doppelganger from Earth-180561.

“You know why I asked you to meet me?” he asked.

“I do,” Aidoneus nodded. “Things across the Multiverse have started to get out of hand.”

“Indeed,” Hades smirked. “Firstly, the Singularity that originated on Earth-1 tore open holes all across the Multiverse and now anyone from any reality can cross over.”

“Which has created many problems. Such as Megatron of Universe-2010 or Sephiroth of Earth-7 becoming aware of the Multiverse,” Aidoneus pondered. “Same with the fake Lucifer of Earth-205 escaping and recruiting the Urban Legends.”

“That might be a problem, but thankfully John Constantine of Earth-1 has gathered many allies to battle it so it’s no longer our problem. We have our own.” Hades said seriously.

“Indeed, and there are still many realities that are unaware of the existence of other worlds,” Aidoneus agreed. “They will need to be brought into the fold.”

“In due time,” Hades assured. “Breaches are still a thing, so who knows? Though there are some, such as Jayce Talis, Mel Medarda, Viktor and Caitlyn Kiramman of Runeterra who were sent back to their world by Sun Wukong since they were ‘not ready’ to face the threats of the Multiverse.”

Aidoneus scoffed. “Ha! Like anyone is ready to face beings like Megatron.”

“I was thinking the same thing,” Hades sneered. “The heroes of Runeterra and other ‘not so powerful’ realities have only two choices- fight or die. There’s no in-between.”

“Indeed,” Aidoneus said. “Though I have a feeling it will be the people from less powerful realities who will end up saving the day.”

“Many are the strange chances of the Multiverse, and help oft shall come from the hands of the weak, when the Wise falter,” Hades echoed. “Paraphrased from something said by a wizard named Gandalf on Arda. And I feel that shall be the ultimate truth.”

“I agree there,” Aidoneus nodded. “I have also observed other universes such as Universe-2009 when the Guardians of the Galaxy from Universe-199999 ended up there, or when Bryce Quinlan, Davos Seaworth, Violet and Axel Foley ended up on Earth-2008.”

“Ah yes, those,” Hades said. “And I have a feeling there will be even more ‘crossovers’ before we all may finally rest.”

“Perhaps we will all rest in the end.” Aidoneus sighed.

Hades looked at him. “I will handle the End Times.”

“Are you sure you don’t need my help?” Aidoneus asked.

“If I need help I will ask, but for now, I will fight it.”

Aidoneus sighed, holding out his hand as his doppelganger from Earth-1036448 shook it.

“Take care...brother.”

With that, Aidoneus opened a portal and walked into it, leaving Hades alone.

Earth-712, the Park

Benson faced the other Park employees, holding a notepad.

“Okay, listen, since Mordecai and Rigby are missing, we need to find them.” He said firmly.

“Do we know where they went?” Skips asked, the immortal Yeti crossing his legs.

“No idea.” Benson sighed.

“You know else likes going missing?” the green-skinned Muscle Man asked with a shit-eating grin on his face. “MY MOM!”

“Not the time!” Benson snapped.

“It was worth it!” Muscle Man and Hi-Five Ghost shared a high five.

“Perhaps they are in another universe?” Pops suggested, his massive head cocked in thought.

“Other universes is ridiculous, there’s no such thing.” Benson scoffed.

“I wouldn’t be so sure about that,” Skips said. “The ancients talked about other realities. And I got a feeling something really bad is coming.”

As if on cue, a massive blue breach erupted into the middle of the room, swallowing Skips, Muscle Man and Hi-Five Ghost into it before closing.

Benson stared in shock while Pops had a small smile on his face.

Earth-14880

Skips crashed onto the ground, Muscle Man landing on top of him while Hi-Five Ghost hovered in the air.

“Get off me!” Skips snapped.

Muscle Man groaned and rolled off.

“What the hell?!” he looked around. The trio were in the middle of a concert, fans screaming as a female voice could he heard singing on stage.

Skips got to his feet and looked around. They were indeed in the middle of a concert, three girls on stage singing.

Skips locked eyes with a stunningly attractive girl with dark purple hair. Her eyes widened as she saw Skips.

Sensing something behind him, Skips back-handed a flying ghoulish looking creature, sending it flying.

Rumi Oak stared in pure shock as this strange Yeti casually back-handed a Demon. As it got back up, Muscle Man ripped his shirt off.

“WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH!”

He charged, tackling the Demon as Skips caught another and casually broke its neck with one hand. A young man drew a knife and rushed at Skips.

CRUNCH!

The immortal Yeti slammed his elbow into the man’s face, knocking him out instantly. As another charged, Hi-Five Ghost punched him hard.

“Stay away!” he snapped.

As a Demon rushed towards the three girls on stage, Skips charged and jumped in front of them. Rumi stared in pure shock.

“Who the hell is this guy?” Mira asked in awe.

“I don’t know, but he’s kinda hot.” Zoey admitted, making the other two girls look at her strangely.

“You wanna get to them?” Skips growled. “You go through me.”

The Demon snarled and charged towards Skips who caught it by the arm. Lifting it high into the air, he slammed the Demon through the stage, killing it instantly.

The Yeti turned to them. “You girls okay?”

“Um...yeah, we’re fine,” Rumi snapped out of her daze. “Who are you though?”

“Name’s Skips,” he held out a hand. “You’re part Demon aren’t you?”

Rumi’s eyes bulged. “How the hell did you know that?”

“Hardly the first Demon I’ve met and I sensed your power,” the Yeti shrugged. “You girls some sort of girl-group?”

“Yeah, we’re a K-pop group called Huntr/x.” Mira said in shock.

At that moment, Muscle Man and Hi-Five Ghost leapt onto the stage.

“You know who else likes beating Demons?” Muscle Man grinned. “MY MOM!”

“Is he always like that?” Zoey asked.

“Sadly, yes.” Skips deadpanned.

“You just saved us from those Demons.” Rumi stuttered.

“Yeah, sounds like you could all use a hand with whatever’s coming.” Skips said seriously.

He flexed his huge muscles. “We’re in.”

“Yeah, let’s kick some Demon butt!” Hi-Five Ghost agreed.

Muscle Man grinned. “You know else likes saving the world? MY MOM!”

Chapter Text

Mallus, the Badlands

Grimgor Ironhide grunted to himself as he observed the various Greenskins, Orcs and Goblins alike working and slaving away.

“Hmm, deez Orcs ain’t worth nuffun.” He huffed.

As he marched through the area, a massive ax slung over his shoulder, a portal erupted in front of him.

“Hmm, wha’ this?” Grimgor cocked his head. Slowly, he stepped through the breach, being flung through space and time.

As he did, he saw multiple images in front of him.

First, he saw a white-haired man wearing silver armor, who had an evil smirk.

“You’ll do.” Grimgor gave a crooked grin.

Next, he saw a massive crimson-skinned humanoid that gave a loud demonic roar.

“Now we talkin’!”

Then, he saw a massive being at least twelve feet tall, with tusks and holding a spear in its hand.

“You might be da best.”

After that, he saw a woman wearing a red and gold suit of armor who was flying through the air.

“Bah! Huumies and their machines.”

Then he saw a tall purple robot that had an evil glint in his eye as he stood over another defeated robot.

“You make goo’ fight!”

Next, he saw a blonde-haired woman wearing an orange T-shirt that read ‘Camp Half-Blood’.

“Not bad.”

After that, he saw a man wearing a strange mask over his face and holding a kitchen knife that was dripping with blood.

“You humies’ ain’t all bad it seems.”

Next, he saw an Asian woman who had a sadistic grin on her face, flames dancing in her hands.

After that, he saw an Asian man with a mask covering his face.

“Oy vey.”

Then, he saw a stunningly attractive Asian woman with purple hair who was nursing a wound on the hand of an Asian man who wore sunglasses and had a pistol in the shape of a fish strapped to his side.

“Wha da hell?”

And finally he saw a gigantic dark clawed hand that emerged from a waterfall.

“Oh yeah!”

A portal opened and Grimgor fell through, landing on some solid ground. Grunting, the giant Black Orc picked up his ax and noticed several people gathered in the middle of an arena.

Cersei Lannister looked at him in horror. “What the hell are you?”

Jon Snow frowned. "Turn back monster. We've had enough."

Grimgor snarled. "Lost enough? What, yer spine? Yer honour? Or maybe it was yer brains when ya stabbed yer dragon-lovin’ auntie, eh?"

Jon flinched while Daenerys glared. "I am Daenerys Stormborn, Mother of Dragons—"

"An’ yer still whinin’ about titles like a stuck grot. Yer dragon’s dead, yer kingdom's ash, an' you? You're nuffin’ but a fancy candle waitin’ to burn out." The Orc scoffed.

Tyrion glared. "That's enough. Whoever you are, you have no right to judge us."

Grimgor snorted. "Least I ain’t a backstabbin’ dwarf wot picks losers to follow. Face it, shorty — you’d die of old age before makin’ a right decision!"

Sansa snarled. "The North remembers."

"Ha! The North remembers... an’ still gets nothin’ done! Yer whole realm's a saga of dumb fecks playin’ dress-up wiv crowns they don’t deserve." The Greenskin sneered. 

Grimgor bellowed loudly. "Yer world is weak, yer heroes are jokes, an’ I’ll do what you lot shoulda done — put this sorry realm outta its misery!"

The zombified Gregor ‘The Mountain’ Clegane marched towards him and Grimgor gave a toothed grin.

“Da gits never learn!”

With that, he swung his ax and Gregor blocked.

BAM!

Grimgor head-butted him so hard his helmet shattered. Roaring, the Once and Future Git swung his ax and chopped Gregor in half.

“Next!” he grinned.

Two Kingsguard soldiers rushed towards him but Grimgor decapitated both of them swiftly. Roaring, Sandor ‘The Hound’ Clegane charged at him but the Once and Future Git slammed his ax into his ribs, cleaving him in half easily.

Multiple Unsullied charged only for Grimgor to hack them all apart with ease.

Cersei and Daenerys Targaryen were both in a panic now.

“Somebody kill him!” Cersei screamed.

Euron Greyjoy marched towards Grimgor, a sadistic smirk on his face.

“Let’s see what you can do, you big ugly fuck.” He grinned.

Grimgor let out a bark of laughter before easily decapitating him with a swing of his ax. Several Unsullied and Dothraki charged only to meet the same fate.

“Damn!” the Orc huffed. “I wa’ hopin’ for a proper fight!”

He marched towards Cersei and swung his ax, taking her head clean off. Without a word, he punched Daenerys in the face and she went flying, hitting the ground and dying on impact.

Jon Snow drew his sword and charged but Grimgor swung his ax downwards and chopped him in half vertically, the two halves falling to the ground.

Tyrion Lannister gulped.

“This place is pathetic!” Grimgor snorted. “No’ even da youngins’ can put up da good fight.”

As the army of Unsullied charged, Grimgor let out a roar and leapt, hacking anc cleaving them apart easily, the ground becoming coated with blood.

Grey Worm tried to jam him with a spear but the Once and Future Git took his head clean off with a single swing.

The ground was now slippery with blood, a pile of corpses having formed behind Grimgor. The Black Orc simply continued his way through King’s Landing, slaughtering everything in sight.

As another Unsullied tried to stab him, Grimgor gripped him by the head and crushed it in a bloody spray, reducing his head to nothingness.

With that, Grimgor Ironhide continued marching through the city, killing everything in his path.

Universe-1986, unknown planet

Jon Snow groaned as he woke up. He was lying face-down on a patch of grass, the blades of grass tickling the inside of his nose.

“You snore.”

He looked up to see Rhiannon sitting there, an amused expression on her face.

“How long was I out for?” he asked, sitting up.

“About a day,” she shrugged. “We’re not at Castle Black, that’s for sure.”

“Where are we then?”

“If I had to take a guess...probably another Universe.”

“Lovely,” he groaned. “And no way of getting back.”

“I think I know which universe though.”

He looked at her. “Really?”

Rhiannon reached behind her and produced a skull. Though it had eroded slightly, there was no doubt what it belonged to.

“Is that...a Yautja skull?” Jon raised an eyebrow.

“Yeah, and there’s more like it. I think we’re in their universe.” Rhiannon said.

“Lovely,” Jon groaned. “Let’s hope the Yautja are at least friendly.”

“Sadly, I don’t think that’ll be the case. If what Scar Mother told me is true, the Yautja will kill us the first chance they get.” Rhiannon sighed.

“Oh that’s just great.” Jon picked up Longclaw.

She stood up too. “I think I saw a ship nearby. Whoever had it is dead. There’s a lot of blood.”

“Ship? Where?”

“Follow me.” Rhiannon gestured for him to follow her. Slowly, she led him into a clearing where a spaceship was there, a few alien bodies around it.

“What the hell happened here?” Jon raised an eyebrow.

“Probably a crash landing. I’ll see if the ship can still function.”

“Do you even know how it works?”

“Not really, but I’m a fast learner and Va’jein did explain some stuff to me.” She shrugged.

Jon looked at the unfamiliar controls of the ship. “This feels like sorcery.”

“I think it’s called ‘technology’ but I’m not too sure,” Rhiannon said, looking around. She began hitting random buttons. “Hope this works.”

“What the fuck are you doing?” Jon was bewildered.

“Trying random stuff.”

The ship whirled to life, lights flashing on. Rhiannon let out a short laugh and turned to Jon with a smug smile.

“Told ya.”

Planetos, the North

Sekiro swung his katana and chopped another creature in half. Nearby, Druss the Legend let out a roar as he killed another with his ax.

Brienne, Gendry, Jaime and Arya all fought back-to-back, killing creatures left and right. As Sekiro wiped his katana clean, the trees seemed to rip apart.

Everyone turned as Ramsay Bolton strode into the clearing, a smirk on his face.

“Well, what do we have here?” he grinned. “Sekiro of Earth-2219 and Druss the Legend of Drenath, both in the flesh.”

Sekiro lowered his katana. “You know who we are?”

“Of course I do, my new masters have spoken of you,” Ramsay clapped his hands. “This’ll be fun.”

“I suggest you turn back, laddie, or I’ll split you from balls to brains.” Druss threatened, but Ramsay was unconcerned.

He looked past them to see Arya and Brienne. “Ah, Arya Stark and Brienne of Tarth. I must say, you will both make excellent breeding slaves for my army.”

The atmosphere dropped and Druss looked as pale as a ghost.

“Jaime, take the others and go south to King’s Landing.” He said in a deathly cold voice.

“Are you sure?” Jaime asked wearily.

“NOW!”

Jaime briskly nodded and twirled his sword as Gendry began leading Arya and Brienne away. Sekiro and Druss turned back to Ramsay.

“Death before dishonor.” Sekiro declared.

Ramsay snorted. “How poetic, swordsman. But that will not save you here.”

With a roar, Druss leapt, ax raised. Ramsay conjured a blade made of shadow to block but the blow still sent him back.

Sekiro leapt in with a kick to the face that knocked Ramsay backwards as the two clashed their blades. Ramsay’s eyes turned pitch black and he knocked Sekiro backwards, ducking just in time to avoid a swing from Druss.

He kneed the old man in the gut, sending him crashing through some rocks. Sekiro swung his katana as Ramsay matched him blow for blow.

Getting back up, Druss roared and charged, tackling Ramsay and pushing him backwards. Ramsay slammed his elbow into Druss’ back, making him roar in pain.

Taking advantage, Sekiro leapt and plunged his katana into Ramsay’s throat. He gagged, dark blood pouring out of the open wound as Sekiro ripped the blade free.

Ramsay staggered back, coughing violently...before his cough turned into a full on laughter.

“What the fuck is wrong with you, laddie?” Druss asked with wide eyes.

Ramsay removed his hand, revealing the wound was already closing, as if there had never been a wound to begin with.

“What have you become?” Sekiro asked quietly.

“I made a deal with the Great Ones, the new rulers of this Multiverse,” Ramsay chuckled. “And you two will be dead. Can’t have you opposing us now, can we?”

“You can try.” Druss gripped Snaga tightly.

“This is one battle you won’t win, Deathwalker,” Ramsay snorted. “But don’t worry,” he grinned sadistically. “When I’ve finished conquering this world, I will come for Drenath next. I hope they remember you.”

With a roar of rage, Druss swung his ax and Ramsay countered it.

“I won’t let you destroy my world!” he roared, his rage fueling his strength. Gradually, he began pushing Ramsay back, each blow of his ax sending him backwards.

As Druss raised his ax to strike, a tendril grabbed it from behind, yanking the old man backwards. Sekiro sliced Ramsay across the chest before doing a small spin and smashing his boot into his chest, knocking him back.

The tendril formed a fist and punched Druss hard in the face, smashing his nose and knocking him out.

As Sekiro lunged towards Ramsay, a powerful burst of magic sent him flying where he crashed to the ground. Groaning in pain, he looked up just in time to see Ramsay’s boot smash into his face.

Planetos-2

Grimgor Ironhide laughed as he watched hundreds of White Walkers charge towards him.

“Let’s give ‘em hell!”

He roared and leapt into the fray, his massive battle ax cleaving everything in his path. The Night King watched in horror as Grimgor easily massacred all of the White Walkers in rapid succession.

The Dragon flew down towards Grimgor and the Once and Future Git dropped his ax, catching it by the jaws and holding it back.

Letting out a roar, he punched it hard before completely tearing its head clean off. Without a word, he marched towards the Night King.

"So... you're the one everyone's scared of? A walking icicle wiv a crown stuck on his head? I seen scarier fungus growin’ in me teef." Grimgor snorted.

The Night King was silent, saying nothing.

"Wot, no words? No ‘I’m gonna kill ya’? Pathetic. Yer not a king. Yer a snowflake wot learned to walk." The Black Orc grinned.

As the Night King raised his hands, Grimgor stepped forward, swinging his ax.

With that he chopped the Night King in half, ending his miserable existence. By now, every single person in the world was dead.

"Looks like the biggest threat up 'ere was the cold! Let’s find somethin’ wot actually fights back!"

Letting out a roar of rage, Grimgor charged-

Right into another breach.

Earth-109

Jack Reacher groaned in pain as he looked up at Grimgor towering over him.

Rolling to his feet, he tried to punch only for Grimgor to smash a fist into his face, sending him flying. He hit the ground, shattering every bone in his body.

Marching towards him, Grimgor swung his ax downwards, killing him at last.

“Now that’s how ya do it!”

Universe-1986

Rhiannon looked around in awe as the ship she was flying slowly approached a planet with a storm swirling down below.

“Where are we?” Jon asked.

“This ship was heading to this location. Planet X9B,” Rhiannon replied. “No idea why.”

As the ship descended towards the planet, a stray thunderbolt hit the ship, sending Jon flying backwards.

“Shit! We’re going down!”

The ship hurtled towards the planet’s surface.

Earth-2008, unknown location

SCP-343 was calmly sipping tea when a portal opened and Grimgor Ironhide marched out of it, coated in blood.

“What the hell?!” SCP-343 demanded, standing up. “You are a Black Orc of Mallus, are you not? Tell me, have you come to kneel? Or perhaps pray.”

“Aye, I am,” Grimgor gave him a toothy grin. “You ain’t no god. You’re just one of dem weak Imps.”

“I-imp?” SCP-343 gulped nervously. “W-what makes you say that?”

“You reek of it.”

“I am the Supreme God you dull creature! And I will not be bullied by a stupid Greenskin like you!” SCP-343 thundered, standing up.

"You? A zoggin’ god? Nah. Yer just a tricksy git, sittin’ on a shiny chair, makin’ humies squirm an’ call ye 'Lord'." Grimgor snorted.

"I made the SCP Foundation tremble, child. Their finest minds worship me in secret. I am what they need me to be — God, Creator, Shepherd..." SCP-343 said.

Grimgor spat on the ground, beginning to walk closer.

"You ain’t nothin’ but a bleedin’ stuntin’ imp in disguise. You’re no Gork, no Mork, no proper god. Yer just a gabbin’, smug humie-shaped lie."

SCP-343’s smile faded. "Even if that were true, what can a beast like you do against me?"

Grimgor raised his ax and brought it down, cleaving SCP-343’s arm off by the shoulder.

“Ya made those two worlds, why I din’t get no propa’ fight.”

He roared angrily. “I’M DA BEST! AN’ I KILLS WHAT I CAN REACH!"

He began hacking SCP-343 into pieces as the Fifth Dimensional Imp screamed in agony.

“Impossible…” SCP-343 groaned.

"Yer godhood’s as real as a squig's brain. If ya can bleed — ya ain't a god. And I makes sure of that."

With that, he brought the ax down onto SCP-343’s head, killing him at last.

Grimgor planted his ax on the ground and bellowed towards Heaven itself.

"If there’s a real god out there — COME DOWN AN’ FIGHT ME! Otherwise, I’m da only one dat matters!"

Chapter Text

Earth-11089, South Korea

Do Hyun-jin sighed as she went over the latest police files. This was a long day and it was only 9 in the morning.

Hyun-jin continued to mindlessly flip through the pages. As she did, a shiver went down her spine. She looked up in worry.

“The hell?” she muttered in Korean.

Outside, the ground turned to ice as several White Walkers moved in.

“Fucking zombies are here!” a cop screamed.

Hyun-jin’s head snapped up at that and she stood up, smoothly drawing and palming her handgun.

As the first White Walker burst through the door, Hyun-jin let rip several rounds that smashed into its face and chest, sending it down.

As another came, she did a small spin and slammed her boot into its chest, shattering its ribcage and making it fly backwards.

“Come on!”

Universe-1470, the Underworld

Diablo, the Lord of Terror walked down a slope, having possessed Margarey Tyrell’s body some time ago.

He smirked. The thing he was looking for was close by. And he could still sense those Sins- Meliodas, Escanor, Merlin, King and the rest. They were closing in.

As he approached the giant brass door, Diablo tapped his staff on it, the Demonic power spreading through it.

CRACK!

The door split open, the two sides falling to either side of Diablo. He marched in, seeing a titanic beast chained ahead. It resembled a centaur but had a white feline lower body instead of a horse’s body.

“Original Demon!” Diablo bellowed, striding forward. “I will release you.”

“In exchange for what, Lord of Terror?” the Original Demon rumbled.

“The Seven Deadly Sins and their allies are coming after me,” Diablo cracked a grin. “Delay them for however long you can, while I prepare a spell to summon my brothers. And when it is done...we will crush this miserable world.”

For a moment, it was silent. Then, the Original Demon grinned.

“Let them come!” it bellowed.

Meliodas, Ban, Merlin, Diane, King, Gowther, Escanor, Quinn, Erza Scarlet, Lucy Heartfillia and Gray Fullbuster hastily made their way through the Underworld.

“Keep moving!” Meliodas called back. “Don’t stop!”

“Holy shit, I haven’t run this hard in years!” Quinn panted as the group sprinted.

Merlin closed her eyes. “Diablo is close by...alongside something else that is also powerful.”

“No matter, we will stop it.” Escanor assured.

“Sure hope so.” Ban muttered.

Meliodas continued sprinting in front, Erza beside him. As they rounded a corner, a paw stomped on the ground, making the group look up.

“Oh shit.” Quinn gulped.

“The Original Demon?!” Gowther asked.

“Fuck….” Ban paled.

Diane readied her hammer. “Bring it on!”

“Oh humans,” the Original Demon laughed. “The Lord of Terror has long gone ahead. I am simply here to waylay you.”

Meliodas frowned. “Merlin. Take the others and go find Diablo. Escanor, Diane and I will handle the Original Demon.”

She shot him a look. “Are you sure?”

“Hell yeah, we got this.” He smirked.

“If you’re staying, then I will too.” Gray added, stepping up to stand beside Meliodas.

He turned to Merlin. “Go now!”

She nodded before beginning to run, Ban, King, Gowther, Erza, Lucy and Quinn behind her. Once they were out of sight, Meliodas, Diane, Escanor and Gray turned to face the Original Demon.

“You cannot defeat me,” the Original Demon rumbled. “I am older than the mountains themselves. And you will surely not best Diablo or Mephisto or their brothers in combat.”

“Really?” Escanor raised an eyebrow. He began growing, his muscles growing muscles.

“And who decided that?”

He twirled his weapon while Diane got into a stance, readying her hammer. Meliodas cracked his neck and Gray punched his fists together.

“Let’s go.” Meliodas drew his blade and leapt. The Original Demon swatted him aside only to get clubbed in the face by Diane. Escanor punched it hard while Gray delivered a triple combo, punching it twice in the chest and once in the face.

The fight was on.

Earth-11089, Seoul, South Korea

Hyun-jin rounded the corner outside the police station and stopped, seeing a seemingly undead man that looked frozen and wearing armor standing there.

“Who the fuck are you?” she asked in English this time.

The Night King turned towards her, saying nothing and instead drawing his sword. Hyun-jin rolled her eyes.

“Well if it’s a fight you want...you got one.” She huffed.

As the Night King swung his blade towards her, Hyun-jin ducked under and kicked him under the chin, snapping his head back.

Doing a small flip, Hyun-jin flipped and slammed her boots onto his head, staggering the Night King back.

“Insolent little girl!” he hissed, punching the ground, several ice shards flinging her backwards. Hyun-jin hit the ground, groaning in pain.

“Ow, what the hell?” she muttered, rolling to avoid a downwards blade strike. Gripping the Night King by the arm, she pulled him into a brutal head-butt that actually managed to stun the undead king.

“Had enough yet?” she grinned.

Tthe Night King scowled. “You are an arrogant little woman, but I shall enjoy claiming this world all the same. And not even you will stop it.”

Hyun-jin frowned. “This world? You talk like you’re not from it.”

Instead of answering, the Night King smirked as a portal closed behind him, vanishing into thin air. Hyun-jin cocked her head.

“What the hell is going on? And here I thought that one ‘Red Light, Green Light’ thing I heard about was strange.”

Hell

Art the Clown gasped and groaned as he writhed in pain, chained to a wall in the deepest pits of Hell. Spawn had just finished torturing him for what must have been the hundrendth time that day or whatever passed for days in Hell.

As Art gasped, a winged figure landed on the ground. Art groggily looked up to see a hulking Demonic figure who grinned.

“I thought I’d find you here.” The Demon rumbled.

Art simply cocked his head, unsure of who or even what this Demon was.

“My name is Be’lakor, the First Daemon,” he said. “And I’m here to release you...in exchange for a small favor.”

Art stared back emotionlessly, but Be’lakor could see the curiosity in the Demon Clown’s eyes.

“Kill as many people as you possibly can throughout the Multiverse,” the First-Damned continued. “I will siphon power from the kills and with enough power I can finally overthrow and kill that usurper, Archaon. It should have been me! I should have been crowned the Lord of the End Times! Not him!”

Art’s face twisted into a sadistic grin and he nodded. Smirking, Be’lakor shattered the chains binding him and caught the Clown.

“Now, go hunt and kill anyone you want. Raze entire realities to the ground. Let the earth soak with the blood of the dead.” Be’lakor declared.

As a portal opened, Art the Clown grinned and walked into it.

Earth-11089, Seoul, South Korea

Hyun-jin rubbed her head in pain as she looked out the window of her apartment. What happened today was definitely not something she had expected.

And yet, she had a feeling that something really bad was about to happen. She just didn’t know what.

As she sat at her kitchen table, pondering what to do, the door opened and her mother Jung So-yeon walked in.

“Mom.” Hyun-jin smiled lightly as she embraced her mom.

“Are you okay? I heard about those strange zombies that attacked earlier.” So-yeon said, holding her daughter tightly.

“I’m okay, just a little shaken up,” Hyun-jin admitted. “I...I don’t know what to do.”

Taking a deep breath, she began recounting the fight against the Night King and what he mentioned about other worlds.

When she was finished, both women were silent.

“That sounds...dangerous.” So-yeon admitted.

“I feel like something really bad is about to happen,” Hyun-jin shuddered. “And I don’t know what to do.”

So-yeon put a hand on her daughter’s shoulder. “When in doubt, do what’s right.”

Hyun-jin’s expression softened. “Thanks, mom.”

So-yeon kissed her forehead. “Of course. I love you.”

“I love you too.” Hyun-jin embraced her, crying quietly into her shoulder.

Planetos, the North

Bran Stark could see the shapes approaching. White Walkers were coming.

As he struggled to move, a blue portal opened up in front of him.

Almost as if it were pulling him, Bran found himself tumbling through the portal and he fell through it. As he fell, he saw multiple images appear in front of him.

First, he saw a woman dressed in a strange uniform and she had an odd-shaped nose.

Next, he saw a blue-haired woman carrying one of those ‘guns’ that had made their way to the North, and she had a fierce look on her face.

After that, he saw an ugly and horrifying creature that towered at least seven feet tall. And for the first time, Bran felt true terror on seeing it.

Then, he saw a dark-skinned man wearing a strange outfit he had never seen before and he seemed almost cocky.

After that, he saw a colossal hand burst out of the ground and it looked volcanic and primal.

Then, he saw a woman with pointed ears and she was aiming a bow and arrow at someone.

Next, he saw a young kid with a...monkey’s tail?!

Then, he saw a pretty red-haired woman with tattoos on her arms and she carried a hammer in her hand.

After that, he saw a handsome man wearing a vest that read ‘FBI’ and he was firing a gun at someone.

And finally, he saw a disgusting looking creature that truly horrified him to the bone. It turned and grinned sadistically as it pointed at him.

Bran fell through another portal then.

Earth-56

“Hey, you okay?” a hand shook Bran awake.

Groggily, he awoke to see a young handsome man with short hair wearing sunglasses standing over him.

“W-where am I?” Bran finally regained control of his senses.

“You’re in my house, what are you doing here? And who even are you?” the man was puzzled.

“My name is Bran Stark,” he said slowly. “And...oh dear.”

“What?”

“I feel I am no longer in my world.”

“Your world? Oh for God’s sake.”

Steve Harrington face-palmed. This was gonna be a long day.

Bran looked around at the unfamiliar sight. And suddenly, he felt far away from home.

Universe-1470, the Underworld

Meliodas landed on the ground hard, kneeling.

“Okay, Diane, hit me!” he declared.

Diane let out a roar and fired a powerful blast of magic. Meliodas caught it and redirected the blast at the Original Demon who raised it’s arms in time to block.

Advancing forward, the Original Demon caught Meliodas just as Diane hurled her warhammer at it and it struck Meliodas in the head, sending him crashing to the ground.

The Original Demon swung and hurled its blade at Gray who ducked to avoid and he landed, punching it multiple times before delivering a powerful uppercut.

Diane grabbed it from behind, attempting to restrain it.

Escanor glowed with power as he slammed his ax into the Original Demon’s shoulder, making it roar in pain before it sent him back with a punch.

“I’ve had enough!” Meliodas snapped as he glowed. Twirling his blade, he leapt and stabbed the Original Demon in the throat. It choked with blood, beginning to stagger back.

At the same time, Merlin, Ban, King, Gowther, Ezra and Lucy sprinted towards the open portal right as Diablo turned.

In Margarey’s body, he gave them a sinister grin before stepping through the portal.

“Stop him!” Merlin shouted as the group reached the portal. They entered it-

And emerged right in the middle of the Burning Hells!

At once, all Demons in the region stopped whatever they were doing and turned to face the group.

“Fuck.”

Earth-1926, Boston

Jack Reacher sat at the bar counter, nursing his drink. Next to him, Conan the Barbarian was chatting up several women who were swooning over him.

Reacher ignored him and looked out the window to see that the sea levels had receded. A stark change from just a few days ago.

A few weeks ago

Reacher fell to his knees and stared in horror as the Great Old One Cthylla stood up from the water, her dark wings unfolding behind her.

The massive tide of the Atlantic Ocean rose, higher than even the clouds.

BAM!

The tidal wave crashed into Darkwater, drowning all who hadn’t already been evacuated by Conan. Reacher felt his heart sink as he watched it race towards Boston.

Now

Reacher sighed as he thought back to that. As he had discovered, the tidal wave generated by Cthylla’s awakening had managed to drown half the Eastern Seaboard, thousands being killed.

As for where Cthylla had vanished too, none knew.

“Yes, I cleaved a giant serpent with my sword.” Conan said, making the ladies around him swoon even further.

Reacher couldn’t help but crack a smile. Even though their world had pretty much ended, it seemed nothing could destroy the Hyborean’s confidence.

“Am I interrupting?”

Everyone turned to see a man with an octopus face standing there, a staff in his hand.

“Kthanid.” Reacher said with gritted teeth.

“I sense I am not welcome here.” The Great Old One noted.

“Did you know what would happen?” Reacher demanded.

“I did not, truly,” Kthanid admitted. “I did not think the cultists would actually awaken my niece.”

“Well they did and now thousands of people are dead. Some places are still underwater.”

“Dreadful, I know,” Kthanid sighed. “However, we still have work to do.”

“And what work is that?” Conan spoke up, a hint of annoyance in his voice.

“The cultists won’t stop with Cthylla. They will seek to wake up all the slumbering Great Old Ones that lie dormant on this Earth. Eventually, they will seek to awaken my brother.”

“Cthulhu, right?” Reacher guessed.

“Do not speak his accursed name aloud!” Kthanid hissed. “But yes...him.”

“So what do you expect us to do?” Reacher raised an eyebrow. “I’m only human. Even Conan, for all his legendary strength, can’t win.”

“There are a few beings who can help. Including someone Conan knows.”

“Who?” the Hyborean raised an eyebrow in surprise.

“Red Sonja.” Kthanid said.

“What?!” Conan stood up. “That’s impossible. She’s dead.”

“So were you...once,” Kthanid said. “And yet, here you stand in the flesh.”

“Even if we could bring her back, we don’t even know where her bones are.” Conan argued.

“The bones of Red Sonja lie buried deep underneath London. I will come when the time is right and help you bring her back to life. For she will be needed for this coming battle if we are to stop Cthulhu from awakening.”

Reacher internally groaned. His life had turned upside down in the last few months and he doubted it would ever return to normal.

“All right, we’re in.” He sighed.

“Splendid,” Kthanid said, pleased. “I will give you the signal when it is time.”

With that, he opened a portal and walked into it. Once he had gone, Conan turned back to Reacher with a raised eyebrow.

“Seems like our work is never over, my friend.” He said.

“Story of my life.” Reacher admitted.

Universe-1979

A flaming portal opened in the middle of Space as Sargeras himself walked out of it, looking around. The beings he was searching for were close. 

He saw several cubes moving through space.

“WE ARE THE BORG,” a mechanical voice echoed. “RESISTANCE IS FUTILE.”

“Ah yes,” the former Titan grinned. “You will make a splendid army.”

Chapter Text

Earth-2008, Site 19

Bryce Quinlan narrowed her eyes as she saw a head pop out through a window down the hallway. Gently, she nudged Axel Foley.

“Hey, you see what I’m seeing?” she asked.

“See what, exactly?” Axel asked, confused.

“You didn’t see it? The head that popped out from behind the window?” she frowned.

“Uh, no.”

“Must have been my imagination.” She muttered.

“Damn it!”

Both turned to see Davos Seaworth scowling as he tried to flick a light switch on and off.

“Dude what the fuck are you doing?” Axel raised an eyebrow.

“Trying to figure out how this electricity works!” Davos snapped.

Bryce couldn’t help but let out a loud laugh at that. The fact that he came from a world that had no concept of electricity would never cease to amuse her.

“Yes, I’m sure my suffering is a source of amusement for you.” He scowled.

“You’re absolutely right, it is.” Bryce giggled.

Axel chuckled, flipping the switch. As he did, he almost had a heart attack. Standing on the other side of the hallway stood a humanoid figure roughly seven to eight feet tall, with crimson red skin and no eyes, only a maw filled with human teeth.

“HOLY SHIT!”

Axel smoothly palmed his handgun and fired off several rounds that punched into the humanoid figure, sending it flying and crashing through the glass of the doorway.

Bryce and Davos both jumped back in shock and horror.

“What the fuck was that?” Bryce stuttered.

At that moment, Dr. Sophia Light came running around the corner.

“I heard gunshots, what the hell is happening?” she demanded.

“Some creepy fucking thing popped out of the window.” Axel revealed.

Sophia sighed and groaned. “Oh lovely, you just irritated it.”

Now it was all three’s turn to stare at the doctor.

“You know what that thing was?” Davos demanded.

“Sadly yes,” Sophia nodded. “That was SCP-303, codenamed The Doorman.”

“So you knew this fucking thing was here?” Bryce raised an eyebrow.

“Yeah, I was hoping recent events would have made it dormant but it looks like it wasn’t,” Sophia sighed. “I’m sorry.”

“It’s fine, just...a little warning next time please.” Axel replied.

“I promise,” she said before turning serious. “Now, we got a job to do.”

Planetos, Westeros, Winterfell

Sekiro groaned as he hung from his wrists, gently swaying in the dark dungeon. Next to him, Druss the Legend wasn’t much better, the old man was shirtless and bruised.

“You okay?” Sekiro asked.

“I’ve had better days, laddie,” Druss admitted. “How about you?”

“I’m thinking I should have slept in this morning.” The Japanese swordsman said with a wry smile.

Despite the situation they were in, Druss let out a laugh. “That’s the spirit.”

The doors creaked and opened and Ramsay Bolton walked in, a sadistic smirk on his face. He stepped forward until he was only a few paces from the pair.

“Well, what a predicament you two are in.” He smirked. “And I thought my masters said you would be difficult to defeat in open combat.”

“How about you take these chains off us you whoreson and we’ll show you in person!” Druss hissed, his eyes flaring with anger.

Ramsay simply laughed. “I already faced you, Druss. And despite all the legendary tales of your strength, you still lost.”

He drew a long curved knife from its sheath.

“Now, the fun begins.”

Earth-18

Xenk Yendar and Renly Baratheon followed Gojo Satoru through a series of hallways, Renly looking around at the unfamiliar place.

“Who are we meeting?” he asked.

“Utahime Iori, she teaches here,” Gojo said in a relaxed tone. “She’ll help us.”

“Indeed, the Jujutsu Sorcerers will be vital in our war against the Burning Legion.” Xenk agreed.

Gojo pushed a door open and a Japanese woman looked up, her eyes shining with annoyance. She put the folder she carried in her hand down, scowling.

“Gojo! How many times do I have to tell you to knock before you-”

Her words died on her lips as Xenk stepped into the room, followed swiftly by Renly. Utahime Iori’s eyes widened in shock.

“Xenk Yendar!” she exclaimed, pushing herself to her feet. She surged over and crashed into the Thayan Paladin, wrapping her arms around him in a tight hug.

Renly raised an eyebrow in surprise. Just how close were they?

Gojo noticed this and laughed. “Yeah, those two are close. Happened since ol’ Yendar here ended up in this world.”

Laughing, Utahime pulled back. “I never thought I’d see you again, Xenk.”

He smiled. “Neither did I but these are interesting times.”

She noted the seriousness in his eyes. “Then I’m assuming you didn’t come here for a social visit.”

“No I did not,” he shook his head. “I have a problem and I need your help.”

Utahime sobered up. “What kind of threat are we talking about here.”

“They are called the Burning Legion, a massive army of Demons that invade and destroy planets and even entire universes.”

Utahime’s eyes widened. “Oh boy! You really don’t play around, do you?”

“Sadly, not, my lady,” Xenk said simply. “My companion over here, Renly Baratheon,” he gestured to the man. “And a few others made for Universe-94 where the Burning Legion has invaded the world of Azeroth, but we need allies to help beat it back.”

She nodded. “Ah screw it, we’ll help. I owe you that much.”

“Pardon me for asking, my lady, but what exactly did Xenk do to earn so much respect and admiration?” Renly asked curiously.

Utahime’s smile brightened. “A few years ago, he ended up here in this world via some kind of portal. Gojo and I met him and we teamed up against a few Curses before Xenk managed to find a way back to his world.”

“I see.” Renly nodded.

Utahime turned back to Xenk. “I’m in. We’ll help you fight the Burning Legion.”

Xenk nodded gratefully. “Thank you, Utahime. I owe you for this one.”

At that moment, the door opened and three teenagers walked in. The first was a guy with short cropped pink hair, looking surprised.

The second was a woman with short auburn hair and a thoroughly unimpressed expression on her face.

And the third was a man with spiky black hair and a cold look.

“Um...did we interrupt?” Yuuji Itadori asked.

“Not at all,” Utahime smiled. “This is Xenk Yendar.”

Nobara Kugasaki’s eyes widened in pure shock.

“Wait!” she blurted. “THE Xenk Yendar?! The man who defeated Mahito bare-handed in combat?!”

“That is me.” He nodded.

Megumi Fushiguro eyed Xenk up and down before turning to Renly. “Who are you?”

“Renly Baratheon of the House Baratheon.” The man introduced himself with a small bow.

“Jujutsu High will aid them in battling a threat from another universe.” Gojo revealed.

“Oh hell yeah!” Itadori grinned. “I’m in!”

Earth-904913, New York City

Tony Stark aka Iron Man of this Earth was typing something on his computer when a breach opened. Curiously, he turned to see who it was.

Jayce Talis hopped out of the breach, looking around.

“Jayce?” Tony asked in surprise.

Jayce broke into a grin. “Tony! I did find the right Earth after all.”

Tony hugged him. “Haven’t seen you in a bit. What’s the occasion?”

Jayce pulled back and studied his friend. “You look like hell. What happened?”

Tony sighed. “It’s a long story. Just ended up on another Earth again and helped the local superheroes fight a powerful being named Darkseid.”

Jayce felt a chill go down his spine at the name. “Who is he?”

“Alien warlord, wants to conquer the universe. The usual shit.” Tony waved him off.

“You guys dealt with him?” Jayce asked.

“Yeah, teamed up some superhero teams from Earth-192 and Earth-8259, but he’s dealt for,” Tony nodded. “So, what can I help you with? You don’t exactly look like you popped over for a social call?”

Jayce’s face grew serious. “You’re right, I didn’t. I need your help.”

Slowly, he began explaining- first how he, Mel, Viktor, Caitlyn, Ekko and Maddie Nolen all vanished, followed by him ending up first on Earth-42091910 and then Earth-1307, and then finally ending up back on Runeterra.

When he was finished, Tony slowly nodded.

“So Caitlyn, Ekko and this Maddie Nolen chick are still missing?” he checked.

“Yeah,” Jayce sighed. “I’m not familer with this whole Multiverse stuff...I mean I kinda am, but you’ve got way more experience than me. So I was hoping you could help me locate what world they ended up in.”

Tony broke into a grin, clapping his fellow inventor on the shoulder. “Brother, I’ll help.”

Earth-34319

Isabelle Lightwood dodged a strike from a Vampire and slammed her knife in between its ribs, dusting it instantly. Nearby, Caitlyn Kirammen fired her rifle and took down another Vampire.

Isabelle wiped the knife on her sleeve. “All in a day’s work.”

“How many of these bloody things are there?” Caitlyn wondered.

“I think we ended up in a world where Vampires are either more common than either of this thought, or they’re the dominant race around here.” The Shadowhunter noted.

“Lovely, just lovely,” Caitlyn groaned. “We need to find a way off this accursed world.”

“Working on it.”

From a distance, a pale-skinned woman with a crazy smile on her face cocked her head as she watched the pair from her bar.

“Well this’ll be interesting.” Jeanette Voerman noted.

With that, she went back to wiping the glasses at her bar.

Earth-904913, New York City

Spider-Man groaned as he was flung against a car, wincing in pain as he fell down. Around him, Kraven the Hunter, Electro and Kingpin surrounded him, grinning menacingly.

“Not so tough are you now, Spider-Man?” Kingpin taunted.

Spider-Man tried to respond but by this point he was too badly weakened. As the villains closed in on him, a hand gripped Kingpin and threw him backwards, smashing him into a car.

Everyone turned to see a hulking man standing at around at least seven feet tall. He was Japanese looking, heavily muscled and he wore a mask that covered everything except for his eyes.

“I’m sorry, did I catch you at a bad time?” Bishamonten mocked.

The others all stared at him in shock.

“Who the hell are you?” Electro demanded, sparking with electricity.

“I am Bishamonten, Shinto god of Fortune in wars and battles,” the God declared. “And I am going to beat the shit out of you now.”

“By yourself?” Kraven tried to swallow the nervousness he was feeling. It was not eased by the sinister grin that spread across Bishamonten’s face.

“No, not by myself.”

As if on cue, a Japanese woman with purple hair, wearing a thin toga that left little to the imagination walked towards them, a cocky grin on her face.

“Sounds like you could use some help, brother.” Benzaiten, Shinto goddess of Fortune in music, arts and knowledge smirked.

“Indeed I could, sister.” Bishamonten nodded. Electro growled and fired a powerful blast of electricity towards her but to everyone’s shock, Benzaiten simply tanked the blast, looking unaffected and completely bored.

“You done?” she raised an eyebrow.

As Kingpin got back up, a punch to the head knocked him down. Everyone turned to see a Japanese man wearing a hat and red shirt with two golden fish shaped pistols strapped to his side. He had a bushy mustache.

“Damn humans!” Ebisu, Shinto God of Fortune in fishing and trading scowled. He adjusted his sandals.

“How many Gods are there?!” even Kraven was panicked at this point.

“Oh, there’s seven of us,” Bishamonten shrugged. “You see, we are the Seven Lucky Gods.”

Benzaiten and Ebisu stepped closer, the three gods forming a protective wall in front of the still battered Spider-Man.

At that moment, another Japanese man, this one shirtless and with spiky black hair landed on the ground, forming a small crater.

“Fukurokuju, Daikokuten and Jurojin are close by.” Hoteison, Shinto God of Fortune in businesses and plentitude smirked.

“Thanks, brother.” Benzaiten smirked.

Bishamonten frowned, sensing something coming. Turning, he saw a gigantic man wearing a helmet running down the street, cars flying as he easily smashed through them.

“The fuck is that?” Ebisu frowned.

“That’s the Juggernaut, bitch.” Electro smirked.

“I’ll handle him.” Bishamonten scowled as he turned to face Juggernaut, who was getting closer. Taking a deep breath, he began running towards Juggernaut, slowly picking up speed.

BOOM!

The two smashed into each other, Bishamonten going flying though he landed and slid on the ground. Before he could recover, Juggernaut punched him hard, making him spit some blood.

Bishamonten ducked under another punch and delivered a brutal combo to his face and chest. As Juggernaut moved, Bishamonten gripped Juggernaut, gritting his teeth as he was pushed backwards.

Juggernaut laughed as he began pushing the God backwards. Nearby, Benzaiten, Ebisu, Hoteison and Spider-Man watched, having subdued the other villains.

A skeletel looking man holding a staff frowned.

“Are you sure he doesn’t need help?” Fukurokuju, Shinto God of fortune in wealth and happiness asked.

“Nah, he’s got it.” A child in a robot shrugged.

He was Daikokuten, Shinto God of fortune in cooking, farming and banking.

And next to him stood a tall man, almost as tall as Bishamonten, and he wore a cowl made of wolf fur. He was Jurojin, Shinto God of fortune in longevity.

“Hmm, this’ll be fun.” He chuckled.

Bishamonten ducked under another punch and delivered a blow to Juggernaut, sending him back.

“What?!”

Bishamonten continued to rain punches down on his head, finally knocking him out. As Kingpin got up, Benzaiten grabbed him by the foot and slammed him repeatedly on the ground before slamming him down.

“Idiot humans.” She rolled her eyes.

Earth-62

Myrcella Baratheon paced up and down anxiously.

“Calm down, dear.” A British voice told her sternly.

Myrcella looked up into the eyes of Magdaline ‘Queenie’ Shaw who was looking at her.

“Sorry, it’s just...what if Mr. Hobbs doesn’t come back?” she confessed.

“Oh relax yourself, girl, I’m sure he’ll be fine. As will your brother.” She dismissed her.

Myrcella still couldn’t shake the feeling that something bad was about to happen.

Earth-1099

Thorfinn looked around as a calm wind blew. He sighed, continuing to sharpen his axes.  

As he did, a blue portal erupted around him and he vanished in a flash of light.

Runeterra-2

Thorfinn stepped out of the portal, looking around in shock at the change environment.

"What the hell?!" 

Universe-94, Azeroth, Stormwind City

Thor, Silco, Deadpool and Thrall walked through the streets of Stormwind City, looking around.

“Fascinating place.” Thor noted.

“Yeah, this must be before World of Warcraft went to shit thanks to those dumb fucks at Blizzard Entertainment.” Deadpool snorted.

“Will you please shut up for once.” Silco said tiredly.

“No.”

Thrall noticed a familiar person approach. “Jaina!”

Jaina Proudmoore raised an eyebrow. “I thought you were retired.”

“Plans changed,” he shrugged. “These are my new companions- Thor, Silco and Wade Wilson. They’re from other worlds, believe it or not.”

She scowled. “Great, more of them.”

“More?”

“We already got four others.”

“Sounds like a mess.” Thrall admitted.

“Like you have no idea,” Jaina rolled her eyes. “Xenk said he was going to another world to bring some more allies to fight the Burning Legion.”

“Well I’ll help fight in any way I possibly can.” The Orc declared.

In the room of Anduin Wrynn, he was playing with a toy when a skeletal hand grabbed him and pulled him into a portal.

Silco, Deadpool and Thor were looking around as Thrall and Jaina continued to talk. Silco narrowed his one good eye.

“Something’s-”

At that moment, he vanished in a flash of light, stunning everyone.

“What the hell?” Jaina said in alarm.

Deadpool rolled his eyes. “Oh it’s THAT storyline, really Author? You couldn’t even find a better excuse to bring everyone together?”

“What the hell are you talking about, idiot?” Thor snapped.

Thrall was about to say something when he vanished in a flash of light too.

“THRALL!”

Jaina and Thor stood back-to-back now but nothing came.

“Oh Gods!” Jaina paled. “Anduin is missing too.”

Earth-18

Renly, Xenk, Itadori, Gojo, Utahime, Nobara and Megumi were preparing to leave when Renly had a tingling sensation in his spine.

“Xenk, something’s-”

At that moment, he vanished in a flash of light, stunning everyone.

“The hell?!” Utahime was alarmed. Xenk drew his sword, looking around.

Itadori was about to say something when he too vanished in a flash of light.

“Itadori!” Nobara exclaimed.

Unknown location

Renly groggily opened his eyes, his head pounding with a splitting headache. Slowly, he looked around, realizing he was in a cell.

Next to him, Silco stirred and awoke, followed by Thrall, Itadori and finally Anduin.

All around them were cells each heving similar people in them.

“Welcome…” a sinister voice spoke.

Renly turned to see a glowing skeleton move forward from out the shadows, radiating with power.

“Who the fuck are you?” he demanded.

“I am Kel’Thuzad,” the being declared. “And welcome...to my collection.”

Renly groaned.

“Oh for fuck’s sake.”

Chapter Text

Earth-1926, over the Atlantic Ocean

Jack Reacher leaned back in his seat as he stared out of the plane window over the Atlantic Ocean. Opposite him, Conan the Barbarian sat, looking around in amazement.

“Men really are remarkable,” he commented. “They have managed to invent machines that can fly.”

Reacher raised an eyebrow. Sometimes he did forget that Conan had been dead for almost 20,000 years prior to his resurrection.

“Well we’re almost across the Atlantic.” He muttered.

“Good. I long for a glorious battle.” Conan grinned.

Unknown location

Renly Baratheon snarled as he punched the cell, but nothing happened.

“Don’t bother, I already tried that,” Thrall said tiredly. “Physical strength can’t seem to break it.”

“Damn it!” Renly snapped.

Anduin looked scared and he’d practically attached himself to Silco, much to the older man’s annoyance. Itadori just looked confused.

“You must be the new guys.”

All of them looked over to a cell that rose up from the darkness, revealing two men inside. The first was a handsome man with short black hair, heavily muscled and wearing a long flowing black coat, with gold chains around his neck and wearing a cap.

And the second was an androgynous looking man with curly blonde hair, wearing a pink suit, with the shirt unbuttoned slightly.

“Who are you?” Silco called out.

“Name’s Jotaro Kujo,” the man with the cap said. “This is my companion Giorno Giovanna.”

The man gave a small wave.

“I am Renly Baratheon,” the man introduced himself. “These are my companions- Silco, Yuji Itadori, Anduin Wrynn and...I didn’t actually get your name.”

“Thrall, Orc chieftain.” The Orc said.

“How long have you been here for?” Renly asked.

Jotaro shrugged. “No idea. Days, weeks, I don’t know. Time seems to flow differently in this place.”

Thrall perked up. “If you’ve been here longer than we have, you must know how to get out of here then.”

“No idea how,” Giorno sighed. “Some other people have been here even longer. Nothing seems to work, magic, weaponry, technology, nothing works.”

“Oh that’s just lovely.” Silco muttered.

At that moment, another cell moved into view, this one holding four beings, two that appeared to be human, and two that were not.

The first was a young boy with spiky hair and goggles on his forehead. The creature next to him was blue and white in color and very short.

The second human was another young boy with spiky golden hair and he was looking at everyone else with sheer confusion. The creature next to him was an odd looking wolf/tiger hybrid creature with a horn protruding from its forehead, similar to that of a unicorn.

“Hi,” the black-haired kid waved. “I’m Tai Kamiya, this is my Digimon- Zeromaru.”

The creature growled and waved. Renly was bewildered. What in the name of the Old and New Gods was happening here?!

“And I’m Matt Ishida and this is my Digimon- Gabumon.” Ishida nodded.

“How many people are imprisoned here exactly?” Thrall asked Jotaro.

“Few dozen, I think,” the man shrugged. “It’s hard to tell, new people end up here all the time.”

“Just great.” Itadori groaned.

Another cell rose into view, this one holding two people. The first was an Elf, or Half-Elf more accurately, a man wearing all black with several daggers strapped to his belt.

The other was a short red-haired Half-Elf woman wearing a green outfit and holding a staff. She looked at them all nervously.

“Oh, we got company.” The man said dryly.

“I am Renly of the House Baratheon.” Renly introduced himself.

“Name’s Vax’ildan, call me Vax,” he replied casually. “This is Keyleth.”

She waved shyly.

“I’m assuming you’re the new additions to this maniac’s ‘collection’?” Vax asked.

“Sadly, yes, we’ve been trying to break out of here but nothing seems to work.” Thrall sighed.

“Well there’s more cells coming, we’ll probably have a huge party here.” Vax said sarcastically.

As if on cue, another cell emerged, this one holding another two people. The first was a blonde-haired woman with a flaming sword and wearing medieval armor.

The other was a red-haired young guy who’s eyes were darting back and forth.

“Hello there,” the woman introduced herself. “My name is Artoria Pendragon also known as Saber. This is my friend, Shirou Emiya.”

He waved.

“Good lord, the number of people just doesn’t seem to end.” Renly muttered.

“Hey, Artoria.” Jotaro gave her a nod and she smirked back at him.

Another cell soon appeared. The first person inside it was an orange-haired man with a comically large sword strapped to his back.

The other was a dark-haired woman with big expressful eyes.

“Yo, hey guys,” the man waved. “Since we all seem to be stuck here with no way out, I’m Ichigo Kurosaki, and this is Rukia Kuchiki.”

She waved as well. Everyone waved back or simply nodded.

Renly threw his hands up in exasperation. “Okay seriously, how many people did this thing collect?!”

“Oh, there’s some more cells,” Ichigo shrugged. “They’ll be here soon.”

As if his words were a summoning spell, another cell emerged, again with two people inside. The first was a young blonde-haired man with pointed Elven ears.

And the other was an older man with a beard who wore robes and held a staff in his hand.

“Oh look like we have company,” the older man noted. “I am Allanon and I am a wizard. Next to me is Wil Ohmsford. We’ve been trapped here for days, and it seems Kel’Thuzad has brought even more prisoners.”

“Kel’Thuzad!” Thrall’s eyes widened. “Of course it would be that blasted Lich! Who else would have the cunning to employ such an act?!”

At once, Renly, Silco, Anduin, Itadori, Jotaro, Giovana, Tai, Ishida, Vax, Keyleth, Artoria, Emiya, Ichigo, Rukia, Allanon and Wil all turned to him with various degrees of surprise.

“You know him?” Silco asked lowly.

“Sadly yes,” Thrall nodded. “We have fought him twice in the past but he has continued to elude us. Though if he has captured us all, I doubt it will end well.”

“Yeah, I don’t think he brought us all here for a cup of afternoon tea.” Renly muttered sarcastically.

Another cell soon emerged, this one holding four people inside. The first was a man with a goatee and he wore red and gold armor.

The second was a blonde-haired woman wearing a white superhero uniform and held a bo staff in her hand.

The third was a gruff looking man in jeans and a white vest and he was smoking a cigar, much to the woman’s irritation.

And the fourth was an elderly Asian man in a dark red and black outfit.

“Uh yeah, hi guys,” the goatee man waved. “I’m Tony Stark, billionaire, genius, playboy, philanthropist. Oh and I’m Iron Man.”

“Tony stop being a pretentious dickhead,” the blonde woman rolled her eyes. “I apologize for this idiot. I’m Sara Lance also known as White Canary.”

“Name’s Logan.” The gruff man smoking the cigar grunted.

“Logan, play nice.” Sara warned.

He rolled his eyes. “Fine, whatever. Name’s Logan, call me the Wolverine. There, I said it. Happy now?”

She simply sighed.

“I am Shang-Chi, the Master of Kung Fu.” The Asian man said with a short bow.

“Well nice to meet you.” Itadori waved.

“I must say, this place has really grown,” Tony chuckled. “We were the first to be brought here.”

“Wait, you were?” Renly asked with shock.

“Yeah, few weeks ago,” Sara shrugged. “We saw all these people get brought here.”

“Then I’m going to assume you haven’t found a way out yet?” Silco deadpanned.

“Sadly no,” Tony shook his head. “We’ve tried everything- magic, technology, even brute strength. Nothing seems to work.”

“Great, more bad news.” Renly rubbed his forehead, feeling a headache begin.

“On the bright side, it is nice to have more company.” Sara said with a hint of sarcasm.

“I’m sure.” Ichigo laughed.

“So what’s the plan here?” Jotaro asked.

“There is no plan, we can’t get out of here, we simply have to wait until someone rescues us.” Allanon pointed out.

“Xenk.” Itadori said in realization.

Renly scoffed. “Don’t get your hopes up. I don’t even know if he knows we’re gone.”

At that moment, another cell appeared, this one holding two people. The first was a boy with spiky black hair and straw hat, wearing a red vest and shorts.

The other was a green-haired man wearing robes and multiple sheathed swords.

“Oh, we got more company.” The boy with the straw hat commented.

“Oh hey, Luffy,” Sara called out. “Yeah, we got more company.”

Monkey D. Luffy looked at them all and waved. “I’m Monkey D. Luffy, the greatest pirate the world has ever seen.”

“And I’m Roronoa Zoro.” The green-haired man bowed.

“He’s helping stretchy boy over here become the King of Pirates.” Tony rolled his eyes.

“Hey! It’s a good ambition.” Luffy defended himself. “And stop calling me stretchy boy.”

“Nope!”

Sara sighed. “I swear, these two have been at it since they arrived here.”

“Sounds like fun.” Itadori laughed.

Another cell appeared, with two girls in them. The first was a bright blonde-haired girl wearing an incredibly short skirt.

The other was a dark-green haired girl who looked more shy than the first girl. Nonetheless, she smiled and waved.

“I’m Usagi Tsukino, also known as Sailor Moon,” the blonde girl waved. “Let me guess, you’re the new people?”

“Regrettably, yes.” Renly sighed.

“I’m Ami Mizuno, also known as Sailor Mercury,” the other girl waved. “Pleasure to meet you, even if I wish it were under better circumstances.”

“I think we all wish that.” Silco muttered.

Another cell emerged, this one holding three people. The first was a dark-haired, ruggedly handsome man wearing armor.

The second was a silver-haired man holding a sword.

And the third was a red-haired woman wearing a simple robe.

“Oh dear,” the woman muttered in Romanian. “I had no idea there were more people captured.”

“Guys, meet Trevor Belmont, Adrian van Teppes and Sypha Belnades. One’s a Vampire Hunter, one’s a Vampire and one’s a Witch.” Tony said dryly.

“Sounds lovely.” Silco commented.

Thrall gave the trio a nod and Itadori waved. Anduin clung to Silco’s side, much to his growing annoyance.

Another cell appeared, with two people inside. The first was a tall bald dark-skinned man wearing a black trench coat and shades, with a katana strapped to his back.

And the other was a Variant of Tony, though he appeared to be more...animated in nature.

Renly’s eyes widened. “Wait...you look the same!” he pointed between Tony and Iron Man frantically.

Iron Man rolled his eyes. “What’s the matter, you’ve never seen a doppelganger before?”

“Even if I am the more handsome one, obviously.” Tony snarked.

“Yeah, no you’re not.” Iron Man retorted.

“Of course I am, I got all the ladies.”

“Uh huh.”

“And not to mention the fact that I invented a nanotech suit. You ever done that?”

“No I haven’t.”

“Ha! So I’m the better Variant.”

Everyone else traded exasperated looks, torn between amusement and annoyance.

“Are they always like this?” Itadori asked.

“Yes.” Sara and Blade both responded at the same time.

“Goddamn it.”

Another cell then emerged, with two people inside. The first was a blonde-haired woman who was eyeing the room wearily.

The other was a dark-skinned man who had two cybernetic arms. He only wore jeans and a vest, easily displaying his metal upgrades.

“Hey, Sara, why didn’t you tell me we had new visitors?” the blonde woman called out.

“Just got here,” she replied. “Guys, meet Sonya Blade and Jackson Briggs.”

“Just call me Jax,” he smirked. “So let me guess, you guys were also kidnapped by this Kel’Thuzad guy?”

“Seems to be everyone’s story here.” Renly said, feeling a headache beginning to come on.

This time, the floor opened and two cells emerged, each one only holding one person each. The first cell contained a handsome young man wearing all black and a leather jacket.

And the other cell held a tall man wearing a uniform and a strange helmet that obscured his eyes. He also had several guns strapped to his side.

“Oh it’s these guys,” Jotaro noted.

“I am Seg-El of Krypton.” The first man nodded.

“Name’s Dredd.” The other man said gruffly.

“He doesn’t talk much.” Sonya said sarcastically.

“Yeah, we kinda figured that part.” Tony muttered.

At that moment, another cell appeared, this one with another two people inside. The first was a tall, heavily muscled blonde man wearing a strange superhero uniform.

The other was a much smaller person, a kid with green hair who looked very nervous and unsure of himself.

“Ah, greetings!” the man said. “I am All Might.”

“H-hi. I’m Izuku Midorya...also known as Deku.” The green-haired boy waved shyly.

“What’s a fucking kid doing here?” Jax asked in confusion.

“Hell if I know.” Ichigo rolled his eyes.

Another cell rose up, with one person in it, a red-haired woman holding a massive scythe. She waved.

“Uh hi guys. I’m Ruby Rose, nice to meet you all.”

“Hi.” Renly greeted.

“Boy this really is a lot of people.” Ruby commented, looking around in awe at the sheer number of people.

Another cell appeared, this one with two beings. The first was a handsome blonde-haired man with a hammer in his hand and a winged helmet.

The other was a hulking green-skinned creature that just looked pissed.

“Yeah, he definitely looks different from our Thor.” Tony commented.

“Hulk finds new people interesting.” Hulk grunted.

“Ah, new faces it seems.” Odinson waved.

The last cell appeared, this one holding three people. The first was a dark-haired, muscled woman wearing a blue, red and white striped uniform and holding a shield.

The second was a short-haired woman with a quiver of arrows strapped to her back.

And the third was a short-haired guy who was casually leaning against the cell wall, eyeing everyone out.

“Hey Steph.” Sara waved.

Stephanie Rodgers aka Captain America smiled and waved back.

“Damn, could probably fill a damn stadium here.” Christina ‘Chris’ Barton aka Hawkeye commented, looking around.

Nikolia Romanova aka Black Spider snorted. “Yeah that’s one way to put it.”

Renly sat down. “Oh, this is going to be a LONG day.”

Earth-1941

Momo Ayase and Taro Sakamoto walked down a street.

“So you finally figured out a way to get back to your Earth?” Taro asked.

“Yeah, I think so,” Momo sighed. “Just hope I manage to get back.”

“And I thought that Agent Twilight guy was strange.” He mused.

Momo was about to say something when there was a bright flash of light and she vanished in a flash of light, leaving behind a surprised Taro.

“What the hell?”

Earth-42091910, Tokyo

Momo reappeared in the middle of a classrom, instantly sending Ken ‘Okarun’ Takakura scrambling.

“Momo?!” his eyes widened.

“Okarun?!” she was delighted. “Wait...I’m back on my Earth?”

“Yes, you are,” Okarun confirmed. “Where the hell have you been? And where are Jayce, Viktor and Mel?”

Momo recalled how she, Jayce, Viktor and Mel ended up on Earth-1307 and met Denji and Makima, with the latter sending Jayce, Mel and Viktor back to Runeterra.

She then told him how she ended up on Earth-1941 and met Taro Sakamoto and his family, teaming up with them briefly.

When she was finished, Okarun had to readjust his glasses.

“Well,” he cleared his throat. “That is certainly a tale.”

The door burst open and all turned to see a pink-haired girl with dark pink eyes enter. “Momo!”

Aira Shiatori leapt forward and tackled Momo in a hug, making the other girl gasp for breath.

“Ribs!” she exclaimed.

“Oh, sorry.” Aira pulled back.

“So what now?” Okarun asked.

“We gotta stop an apocalypse,” Momo’s face grew serious. “I saw it.”

“Saw what?” Aira asked, going slightly pale.

“Doomsday.”

Earth-14880

Skips sat on a couch, looking around. Muscle Man was snoring nearby and Hi-Five Ghost was nowhere to be found.

Hearing footsteps, he turned to see Rumi slowly approach him.

“Hello.” He greeted.

“Hi.” She replied.

There was an uncomfortable silence for a few moments before Skips spoke up. “What’s on your mind?”

“You called me a Demon,” she whispered. “What did you mean by that?”

“I sense the Demonic heritage within you,” he replied flatly. “You don’t know, do you?”

Rumi’s eyes were now wide. “No! This can’t be.”

“Hey, calm down!” Skips placed a hand on her shoulder. “It doesn’t matter if you’re human or Demon or whatnot. You seem like a good person. Follow that.”

Rumi slowly nodded, though she still looked panicked. Skips smiled.

“And as long as I’m here, I’ll help take down some Demons.”

The Immortal Yeti grinned.

“This’ll be fun.”

Earth-999, Quahog

Mordecai sighed and rubbed a hand over his beak as he watched Brian and Stewie Griffin argue. He turned to Rigby.

“This is going to be a long day.”

“Yeah, you don’t say.” Rigby replied.

Peter Griffin suddenly exploded through the floor of the house and landed. “Well boys, catch me up to speed!”

Mordecai and Rigby face-palmed. As they did, several visions flashed through Mordecai’s mind.

The first was of a cute blonde-haired girl with a wand.

Next, he saw a young boy rolling his eyes.

Then, he saw a dark-haired young girl in her early teens.

And finally he saw...a pony?! Yes, a pony, but one with a cowboy hat.

“What the fuck?”

Mallus, Northern Chaos Wastes

Cole Young readied himself into a fighting stance as Archaon the Everchosen, the Three-Eyed King and Lord of the End Times drew his flaming sword.

“I will kill you swiftly.” Archaon declared.

“Bring it on.” Cole got into a fighting stance. He charged towards Archaon who easily side-stepped and swung his sword.

Cole barely avoided the swing and tried to uppercut, only for Archaon to catch his fist. He wrenched the arm upwards, snapping the bone instantly.

Cole let out a scream of agony as he fell backwards. Archaon plunged his blade into his chest, causing the man to gurgle blood.

Wrenching it free, Archaon spun and chopped him in two. He watched the two halves of Cole fell on the ground.

“Let them all come,” Archaon declared. “Iron Man, Superman, let them all come.”

“Not even the might of Asgard or Krypton will stop the End Times.”

Chapter Text

Universe-1986, Kalisk

Rhiannon Matthias wiped the sweat off her brow as she looked around at the foliage of the jungle planet they had crash-landed on.

“Anything?” she called back to Jon.

“Nothing, just jungles everywhere.” He walked back towards her.

“Fuck.” She sighed.

“We’ll find a way to get off this planet,” he assured her. “Let’s just hope we don’t run into any...unsavory characters.”

“Yeah I’d rather not have to fight a Xenomorph.” She shuddered, recalling the stories Scar Mother and Va’jein had told her about them.

“Me neither,” Jon agreed. “I say we travel in the direction of this sun until we find some sort of civilization.”

“Best option I guess.” Rhiannon sighed.

With that, the pair began walking through the dense jungles. As they walked, Rhiannon couldn’t help but sneak glances at Jon every now and then, subtly biting her lip.

Unseen by both, something was watching them.

Earth-6026

Rick Sanchez grunted as he worked on a new device.

“Morty, hand me the wrench.” He ordered Morty Smith.

The young boy handed him said wrench and Rick went to work, fixing the device.

“So uh, where exactly are we going?” Morty asked uncertainly.

“Remember what I told you, Morty, we need to stop the End Times, but we can’t do it by ourselves,” Rick replied. “So, we’re gonna need a team.”

Morty was beginning to get excited now. “A team?! You mean, like those Avengers people? Or Aragorn? Or the Winchester brothers? Or those Young Legends- Aang, Naruto, Ciri, Goku-”

“Shut up!” Rick said, annoyed. “Sadly no, not those idiots, they got their own problems to deal with, which means we can’t call any of them for this fight. We’re on our own.”

“Oh,” Morty deflated. “That...that sucks.”

“That’s the way things are,” Rick shrugged. “Regardless, we got a fucking job to do here. And the Multiverse is infinite, there’s plenty of people we can recruit to help.”

Morty’s face lit up at that. “Oh...yeah.”

Rick pressed a button. “Hold on!”

With that, the pair vanished in a bright flash of light.

Earth-888

Rick and Morty appeared in the middle of a dance studio.

“Uh, Rick, where are we?” Morty looked around nervously.

“Earth-888,” the older man replied. “It’s a strange Earth.”

“How come?”

“This is an Earth where every universe is fictional.”

Morty’s eyes widened at that. “Wait, you mean...you and I…”

“Exist on this Earth as fictional characters? Yes.”

Morty’s jaw dropped. “Holy shit!”

“Um...excuse me, what the actual fuck are you doing in my house?”

Both men turned to see Ahri standing there, her jaw dropped.

“Wait, Rick and Morty?! As in THE Rick and Morty?” she looked like she’d seen the end of the world. “How is this possible?”

“Yeah, long story, we’re from another Earth.” Rick said shortly.

Ahri’s eyes widened. “So the Multiverse theory is real?”

“Yeah. This is Earth-888, we’re from Earth-6026.”

“Wait, wait, back up,” she held up her hands. “Do you mean tell me that every fictional universe and fandom...exists in the flesh and blood somewhere out there in the Multiverse?”

“Yes,” Rick said bluntly. “Every fandom is real.”

“I think I need to sit down.” Ahri muttered, sitting down on a nearby chair.

“Yeah, take it all in.” Morty nodded.

The Warp

Sarah Conner looked around as she guided the ship through the Warp. Red and purple lightning crashed about all around them and they slowly approached a Chaos infested planet.

“The hell is this?” she muttered.

“A planet devoured by the Warp,” Cameron Phillips said in her usual monotone voice. “It will now be infested by Daemons and Daemon Princes.”

“Which means we’re gonna have a fight on our hands.” Neo surmised.

“That is correct,” Cameron nodded. “And we still need to reach the portal to the Chaos Realm itself.”

“Wait, you mean we’re not in it?” Sarah turned.

“Not even close. But I sense that the person we’re searching for lies inside the Chaos Realm.”

“Who?” now both Sarah and Neo were looking at her.

“Vulkan, Primarch of the Salamanders Space Marine Legion,” Cameron revealed. “He went missing 1500 years after the Horus Heresy and hasn’t been seen since.”

“Great, so we’re searching for a Primarch that’s been missing.” Sarah sighed.

Cameron shrugged as the ship landed on the rocky planet surface. “It is what it is. But we cannot stop what’s coming without Vulkan’s help.”

Sarah stepped out of the ship and immediately had to put her hand up as red sand was blasted into her face.

“Ugh!” she spat some out of her mouth.

“We have company.” Neo said.

All three turned to see nearly a million Daemons rush at them from all sides.

“Well shit,” Sarah sighed. “Time to get to killing.”

Hefting her rifle, she began unloading a clip, the bullets smashing several Daemons from their feet and sending them flying.

Neo punched the ground, the impact sending some more back. Cameron waded into the Daemonic horde, punching, kicking and head-butting them into oblivion.

Sarah was forced back as she continued blasting Daemons. As another leapt at her, Neo blasted it with his own gun.

“Thanks.” She nodded towards him.

“Yeah, no problem.”

With that, the pair continued fighting. Cameron ducked under a claw strike and delivered a powerful uppercut that shattered the Daemon’s jaw.

She gripped another by the skull and crushed it with her bare hand before hurling its corpse into several more Daemons, taking them down.

A powerful Daemon leapt towards Sarah but she raised her rifle and fired a shot that tore through it’s chest.

Neo punched another Daemon so hard it’s jaw flew off, but at that moment, another Daemon leapt and tackled him. He fought hard, punching and kicking the Daemon off him.

Sarah spun and fired her rifle, destroying another Daemon with a powerful shot.

“Damn it!” she shouted. “There’s too many, we can’t hold them!”

Two more Daemons leapt at her and she fired wildly, managing to kill both of them.

BOOM!

An explosion rang out as a red-haired woman landed in their midst, sending Daemons scattering. Slowly, she looked up at the trio.

“Looks like you could use some help.” She said in a Scottish accent.

“Who the hell are you?” Sarah asked.

The woman grinned. “Name’s Bonnie McCullough."

Cameron narrowed her eyes. “You are not from this universe.”

“No, I’m not,” Bonnie admitted. “I’m from another Earth, Earth-95 to be specific.”

Sarah and Neo stared at her in shock.

“Damn, so there’s another.” Neo muttered.

“How did you end up here?” Sarah asked the most important question on her mind.

“Long story,” Bonnie sighed. “Short version, I got kidnapped by a guy called Valentine Morgernstern and taken to his Earth. Escaped, met three women named Isabelle Lightwood, Caitlyn Kiramman and Maddie Nolen and fought some Demons. Took on a powerful being called the Scarlet King but fell through a breach and ended up here in this place.”

“Well shit.” Sarah admitted.

“Why are you guys here?” Bonnie asked.

“We ended up in another universe in the middle of Space,” Sarah explained. “Fought on a planet called Cadia which fell. Resurrected a demigod person and then came here to fight the Chaos Gods.”

“The End Times are coming,” Cameron interrupted. “And not a single reality will be spared from the war and carnage.”

Bonnie’s eyes widened. “Oh! Yeah, that doesn’t sound good.”

“We’re looking for another Primarch, goes by the name Vulkan,” Neo added. “We think he’s inside the Chaos Realm itself.”

“What’s a Primarch?”

“Basically a really powerful Demigod-type being.” Sarah shrugged.

“Sounds like fun,” Bonnie muttered. “Well, I’m coming with. I’m not about to let these Chaos Gods destroy my universe or any other.”

Sarah smirked. “Well, looks like our luck’s turning after all.”

Earth-2008

“I’m fucking sorry, WHAT?!”

Bryce, Davos and Axel all stared at Frank Castle aka The Punisher with varying degrees of shock and confusion.

“We’re hunting a creature called the Yule Man, which kidnaps children and forces them to work in his ‘shops’,” Frank grunted. “You’re coming with us.”

“Oh dear.” Davos muttered.

Planetos, Westeros, Castle Black

Fury Axtar sighed as she closed some letters.

“Tired already?” Samwell Tarly joked.

“Shut up,” she rolled her eyes. “Just...thinking.”

“About?” Ridoc Gamlyn looked over at her. Nearby, Va’jein stopped sharpening his sword and looked at her, having removed his bone mask.

“I remember why my race came into existence.” Fury admitted.

This caused Ridoc, Samwell and Va’jein to look at her with surprise and curiosity.

“Really? Why?” Samwell leaned forward eagerly, wanting to hear more.

“We were created to fight the Great Enemy,” Fury said. “The one foe the Old Ones feared more than the Chaos Gods.”

This caused all three’s eyes to widen in shock.

“Okay, that sounds terrifying,” Ridoc commented. “The Chaos Gods already sound horrifying enough, but you seriously mean to tell me there’s something WORSE out there?!”

“Yeah...Unicron.”

The name alone was enough to send shivers through everyone’s spines. Va’jein lowered his blade.

“Unicron?” he rumbled. “We have heard the name before. A devourer of worlds, older than the old.”

“He is, yes,” Fury nodded. “Even the Old Ones feared him. And so they made my race to defeat him in battle.”

“And he’s worse than the Chaos Gods?” Samwell checked.

“Way worse,” Fury nodded grimly. “I fear even if every warrior and champion across the Multiverse combined under one banner, we still can’t win.”

“Fuck…” Ridoc trailed off, groaning.

“Fuck indeed,” Fury downed her mug of warm ale. “Not to mention Unicron is bigger than a planet.”

This floored both Samwell and Ridoc.

“You’re joking, right?” Samwell’s eyes were wide. “Please tell me you’re joking.”

“She’s not,” Va’jein said. “The Yautja have old tales of a creature that consumed planets for food.”

“Well, we’re screwed.” Ridoc admitted.

Fury held up her hand. Instantly, all three saw a vision of a gigantic robot holding a planet in his hand.

“Holy shit…” Ridoc trailed off.

“I don’t even know how you fight that guy.” Samwell admitted.

“That would be a glorious hunt, even though I would die.” Va’jein agreed.

“I just pray I never have to fight Unicron in my lifetime.” Fury said, shuddering.

This caused all three to raise their eyebrows. Fury was a stoic, calm and quite frankly badass woman, yet she seemed almost terrified when speaking about Unicron, not that anyone actually blamed her.

“Well,” Ridoc said, putting on a brave face. “Doesn’t matter who it is, the Chaos Gods, Unicron, let them all come. We’ll win.”

Fury smiled. “I hope you’re right.”

Universe-1986, Kalisk

Jon hacked through the dense foliage with his sword as he and Rhiannon continued walking. As they did, she couldn’t help but admire him. His body was toned from years of fighting and for some reason, the sweat on his face made him look even more attractive.

She slowly bit her lip. Jon noticed out of the corner of his eye and turned. “Something on my face?”

Rhiannon turned bright red from embarrassment and looked away, embarrassed that she got caught.

“No.” She muttered.

He eyed her for a few moments. Unseen to him, a vine rose up behind him. Rhiannon saw this and her eyes widened.

“Jon look out!” she screamed.

The vine wrapped itself around Jon’s arm and dragged him across the ground. Swinging his sword wildly, he cut the vine in half and rolled up as more sentient vines emerged.

“Come on!” he huffed.

Rhiannon leapt to avoid a sting from one of the vines and landed near Jon. As more struck at him, Jon blocked with his blade. Roaring, he pushed them back, hacking and cutting.

“JON!”

He swung to see some vines holding Rhiannon in the air, beginning to pull her apart. “RIRI!”

He fought furiously towards her. She screamed in pain as the vines began pulling her limbs apart. Despite how hard he was fighting, he still wasn’t going to reach her in time.

BAM!

An energy bolt surged through the vines, destroying a few and dropping Rhiannon to the ground. She groaned in pain and rolled onto her back. A loud roar echoed through the jungle as a humanoid leapt with a raised blade and began hacking the vines.

Jon’s eyes widened as he saw it was Yautja, albeit a Yautja he had never seen before. It appeared to be male and had reptilian like skin, with a boyish type face and black dreads. It carried a sword that glowed orange and it hacked through the vines like wheat in a field.

Jon shook himself out of his daze and continued fighting, doing a little spin to avoid a strike and finally cutting down the last vine. Sheathing his blade, he rushed over to where Rhiannon was still lying on the ground.

“Hey, look at me.” He cradled her face.

She groaned and slowly opened her eyes. “Thanks.”

“Don’t thank me,” he nodded towards the young Yautja warrior. “He saved us.”

She slowly looked up to see the Yautja turning towards them. He leveled his blade towards them and Jon stood up protectively in front of Rhiannon.

“You are prey.” The Yautja growled in his native tongue.

Jon slowly drew his sword right as the Yautja leapt at him. Jon barely parried the blow and leapt back to avoid.

The Yautja hit him with increasingly fast blows, each strike making Jon’s bones rattle in his body. He gritted his teeth as he barely avoided a strike that would have no doubt taken his head clean off.

Spinning, Jon slammed his elbow into the Yautja’s face, dazing him slightly before pushing him back.

“Enough!” Jon snapped in the Yautja language. “We are not your enemies.”

The Yautja stared at him with disbelief. “How is it that you speak my tongue?”

“We have Yautja friends,” Jon replied. “We’re not enemies.” He pointed to the mark on his forehead.

The Yautja’s eyes widened. “You are Blooded? How?”

“We were deemed worthy by a Yautja warrior named Scar Mother,” Jon revealed. “We are honorary Yautja.”

He held out his hand. “My name is Jon Snow. This is my friend, Rhiannon Matthias.”

The Yautja stared at his hand for a few moments before hesitantly gripping it.

“Dek.” He revealed his name.

“We’re stuck here on this planet,” Jon said. “And we need to find a way off.”

Dek raised an eyebrow. “No ships have come by in days, other than cargo ships.”

“Great,” Rhiannon muttered. “Like we didn’t have enough problems.”

“Regardless, we need to find a way to get back to our world.” Jon said firmly.

“Your world?” Dek asked, before narrowing his eyes. “You’re not connected to that man with the arrows who killed a hunter? Or that ‘Arachnid’ robot who slaughtered several Yautja and Xenomorphs?”

Both Jon and Rhiannon stared at him blankly.

“Yeah, I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Rhiannon said bluntly.

Dek nodded slowly. “Good. Because you are Blooded, I will not kill you...for now.”

“Well that’s good to know.” Jon muttered.

Unknown location

Sargeras chuckled as multiple portals open. Demons roared and the Borg ships hovered in the air. Lifting his hand, the Fallen Titan pointed a finger towards the open portals.

“Go forth and conquer the Multiverse!” he boomed.

Hundreds of thousands of Demons surged forward through the portals.

Earth-6109

Spider-Man of this Earth was swinging around when the sky tore open. He looked up in horror as thousands of Demons poured forth, charging towards the ground.

“Oh God!” he paled.

Ghost Rider growled as he sensed the Demons emerge.

“Sarganeus!” he roared, beginning to fight the Demons that landed on the ground.

Earth-23

Clark Kent aka Superman of this Earth was flying when the sky tore open and Demons emerged, flying towards the ground.

His eyes widened in shock. “Oh boy!”

Swiftly, he flew upwards to intervene, firing Heat Vision that destroyed a few Demons. Yet no matter how many he destroyed, more just kept coming.

Earth-534834

The Tony Stark aka Iron Man of this Earth was working on an upgrade to his suit when thousands of Demons emerged from the sky in a seemingly endless wave.

“Oh come on!” he groaned he formed his armor around him, flying out to go battle them.

From their tower, the Fantastic Four watched the Demons come with grim determination.

Elsewhere, Dr. Bruce Banner growled he transformed into the Hulk, leaping into battle to fight the Demons.

Unknown dimension

Stephanie Rodgers turned to Christina Barton, laying a hand on the archer’s shoulder.

“You okay?” she asked in concern.

“Yeah, Steph, just tired.” Christina looked up with a sly grin.

Stephanie let out a huff of laughter. “Only you, Chris.”

“Um, are you ladies okay?” Izuku asked from his cell.

Stephanie and Christina looked over at him and even Nikolia raised his head.

“Yeah, we’re good, kid,” Stephanie smiled. “If you don’t mind me asking, do you have any powers?”

“Actually, yeah I do,” Izuku brightened up. “All Might over here gave me his powers of One For All.”

“One for what now?” Christina asked, puzzled.

“It’s like super strength and so on.” Izuku said lamely, not sure how to explain it properly.

Nearby, from his cell, Renly looked over at Itadori. “You okay?”

“Yeah, I’m fine, just hoping Xenk or someone comes and rescues us soon.” The pinkette rubbed his head.

“You’re not the only one.” Silco huffed.

Thrall crossed his arms as he looked at everyone. So many people from so many different worlds. It was almost inconceivable.

At that moment, the realm shook and Kel’Thuzad emerged, causing everyone to turn towards their captor with looks of anger and rage.

“Oh we’re gonna kill you.” Renly snarled.

Kel’Thuzad raised his hands which glowed with power, causing almost everyone to falter.

“Oh fuck.” Christina paled.

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Earth-14880

Skips skipped through the halls of the dormitory until he heard a familiar voice.

“Where you going, bro?” Muscle Man asked, leaning against a wall.

“Where’s Rumi?” the Yeti asked.

“No idea, probably with Mira and Zoey.” Muscle Man removed a booger from his nose and ate it, much to Skips’ disgust.

“This’ll be a long day.” He muttered.

Thedas

Vi sighed as she washed her hands in a bowl of water. She looked up into the mirror, noting the bags under her eyes.

“You okay?” a voice rumbled behind her.

Slowly Vi turned to see the wolf-God Fen'Harel standing there.

“No, I’m not,” she whispered. “I can’t sleep. The nightmares…”

“Of Universe-31, yes,” the God rumbled. “The Red Reality can be...traumatic for a human.”

“Yeah no shit.” She snorted, shivering.

“Regardless, we still have work to do.”

“And what work is that?” she turned to face him.

“You need to find Ghyran, the Wind of Life.”

Universe-94, Azeroth, Stormwind City

A portal opened and Xenk Yendar, Gojo Satoru, Uthaime Iori, Nobara Kugasaki and Megumi Fushiguro stepped out of it, everyone except for Xenk looking at the city in awe.

“So this is another universe, eh?” Gojo commented. “Color me impressed.”

“Xenk!”

All turned to see a pissed off looking Varian Wrynn storming towards him. “He took my son!”

“Who took your son?” Xenk narrowed his eyes, though he had a sneaking suspicion he knew who it was.

“Kel’Thuzad, that bastard!” Varian ranted. “One of the guards saw a skeletal hand take him!”

“That explains why Renly vanished.” Xenk muttered.

“Woah, hold on here,” Nobara waved her hand. “Who or what is Kel’Thuzad?”

“The founder of the Cult of the Damned,” Xenk explained. “He was also responsible for spreading the undead plague conjured by a being known as the Lich King.”

“Sounds lovely.” Megumi said flatly.

“He took my son!” Varian continued.

“Not just him,” Jaina spoke as she walked towards them, Bane and Lysa by her side. “Thrall vanished too. And one other, a Silco fellow.”

“Yeah, these dumb fucks just can’t leave us alone.” Deadpool ranted as he and Thor joined them. Everyone looked at Thor, Utahime’s mouth watering slightly as she saw the God.

“Thor.” Xenk said neutrally.

“Xenk Yendar, long time no see.” The God of Thunder chuckled.

“You two know each other?” Jaina raised an eyebrow.

“We’ve met in the past.” The Thayan replied.

“Wait, Thor? Like the Norse God of Thunder?” Nobara blurted.

“The one and only.” Thor replied bluntly.

“Well shit.” Gojo grinned.

“So Thrall, this Silco person and Anduin were taken? Xenk checked.

“Yeah.” Jaina sighed.

“We need to rescue them.” Utahime said urgently.

“You’re right,” Xenk agreed. “But we can’t do this alone.”

“Who’ve you got in mind?” Bane raised an eyebrow.

“I know some people.” Xenk replied cryptically.

Planetos, Westeros, King’s Landing

Lady Maria sensed something was off, she just didn’t know what. And this was something Stannis noticed.

“You okay?” he asked her.

“Just got a feeling something bad’s about to happen?”

“Well that narrows it down.” Tyrion said sarcastically.

“What kind of problem, my lady?” Varys asked in concern.

“WHAT THE FUCK?!”

At the sound of Bronn’s exclamation, everyone turned to see the most horrifying thing they had ever seen- a Xenomorph!

The Xenomorph hissed and several Facehuggers emerged, moving towards the group. One leapt at Sandor but he cut it in half easily.

“What the fuck are these things?” he snarled.

Maria palmed her pistol and fired, destroying another Facehugger.

Even Stannis looked horrified as he, Maria, Tyrion, Bronn, Varys and Sandor formed a circle back to back while Facehuggers moved towards them.

Olenna Tyrell barely moved away before Oberyn Martell destroyed a Facehugger with his spear.

“What in the name of the Gods are these things?” she asked in disgust.

“I don’t know, but there seems to be an endless number of them.” Oberyn muttered.

Two more Facehuggers crawled and leapt towards Oberyn who twirled his spear and impaled one, barely avoiding the second.

As one crawled towards Olenna, she pushed a candle towards it, setting its slimy skin on fire. The Facehugger screeched and ran away, trying to extinguish the flames.

Oberyn barely avoided a Facehugger that leapt at him and he impaled it with his spear.

“There’s too many of them!” he grunted.

Earth-508

A portal opened and Xenk walked out of it, looking around at the calm scenery of Camp Jupiter.

“Xenk?”

He turned to see an attractive woman walk towards him, a smile on her face.

“Reyna,” he noted. “Been a while.”

“Indeed it has,” Reyna Avila Ramírez-Arellano grinned. “Been what, six years?”

“Six years, seven months and fourteen days, to be exact.”

“Of course you keep track of that,” she chuckled. “So, what brings you here?”

“I need your help.” He said seriously.

She raised an eyebrow. “My help, eh? With what, exactly?”

“Some friends of mine have been kidnapped by an undead mage named Kel’Thuzad, and I intend to rescue them.”

Reyna stared at him for a few moments before bursting into hysterical laughter.

“Of course you would get yourself into the wierdest situations,” she giggled. “Sure, I’m in.”

“Really? No protests?” Xenk raised an eyebrow.

“Nope,” she shook her head. “You’re a friend. So yeah, I’ll help you rescue your friends.”

“Splendid,” he smiled. “I have a few more stops to make and then we shall get to it.”

Universe-57

Xenk stepped out of another portal, looking around at the vast arid desert. The wind blew sand in his face, though he showed no expression.

“Yendar, you’re a long way from home.”

Xenk turned to see a young handsome man with ice-blue eyes, wearing strange futuristic armor walk towards him.

“Paul.” He nodded.

Paul Atreides gave him a nod back. “What brings you back here?”

“You look tired,” Xenk noted. “What happened?”

“Long story,” Paul sighed. “A tale for another time. What can I help you with?”

Xenk looked at him for a few moments before speaking. “Some friends of mine were abducted by an undead mage named Kel’Thuzad. I intend to rescue them and I’m putting together a team to rescue them.”

Paul stared at him for a few moments before chuckling. “You do somehow manage to land yourself in the strangest situations, old friend.”

“Sadly, that may be true.” He nodded.

“Well, I owe you one for saving my life,” Paul shrugged. “I’ll honor that debt.”

“Wonderful.” Xenk smiled.

Earth-2617, Japan

Sansa Stark looked around at the dusty old tunnel wearily. This really wasn’t going the way she had thought it would go.

“Are you sure we’re in the right place?” she turned towards Betty Cooper.

“That’s what Jughead said,” Betty shrugged. “We’re in the SWORD Region.”

“The what now?” Sansa raised an eyebrow.

“This region’s divided between 5 groups- Sannoh Rengokai, White Rascals, Oya High School, Rude Boys and Daruma Ikka,” Betty explained. “We’re in the Sannoh district.”

“Lovely,” Sansa sighed as the pair began walking. “Are they friendly?”

“So Archie told me.”

Sansa nodded, looking around. She was so far from home, yet this place was so unimaginably interesting. She looked around in awe.

At that moment, something was flung past her and she turned to see a group of men running towards them.

“The hell?” Sansa asked in alarm.

Betty noticed and turned as well. “Ah shit, it’s Doubt.”

Doubt. A criminal syndicate that abducted young girls and sold them off. Betty and Archie Andrews had told Sansa about them and how they were prominent in this region.

As one charged at her with a bat, Sansa ducked and punched him in the gut, flooring him instantly. Betty avoided two hits and kneed the third guy in the chest. As one grabbed her from behind, Sansa did a spin-kick and took out the last guy.

“Hey, you’ve gotten pretty good.” Betty complimented, making Sansa blush slightly.

“Thank you.” She muttered.

Smiling, the two women continued walking.

Earth-210, London

James Bond had just completed another mission and was putting his suit away when a portal opened and Xenk walked out.

“Xenk?” he asked with surprise. “Never thought I’d see you here again.”

Xenk smiled and held out his hand. Bond shook it, the two smiling at each other, renewing their friendship.

“It’s been a while, hasn’t it?” Xenk asked. “How’ve you been?”

“Pretty good,” Bond shrugged. “The usual missions. How about you?”

“Adventures here and there. It why’s I’m here. I need your help?”

“Really now?” Bond asked, intrigued. “What kind of help are we talking about?”

“I’m putting together a team to rescue some friends of mine who were abducted by an undead mage called Kel’Thuzad.”

Bond stared at him unblinking for a few moments before sighing. “I should have expected you to say something crazy like that.”

“I wouldn’t come to you if I had no other choice,” Xenk pointed out. “But we’re fast running out of time.”

Bond rubbed his forehead. “Well, I do owe you one for helping with that mission in Shanghai. Yes, I’m in.”

Xenk tapped his shoulder. “Now I will owe you.”

Unknown location

Renly sighed as he leaned his head back against the wall of the cell, Anduin curled up in his lap.

“How long does this buffoon think he can keep us here?” Silco snarled.

“As long as he feels like,” All Might called out from his cell. “Until someone rescues us, we’re his prisoners.”

“I dislike it immensely.” Silco snapped.

“Yeah, dumbass, that’s the point.” Christina rolled her eyes.

Jotaro groaned. “Well, I know I’m saying the obvious here, but this sucks.”

“Yeah no kidding, bub.” Logan snorted in agreement.

“JARVIS hasn’t been able to find any weaknesses in the cell.” Tony agreed.

“This thing feels impenetrable, at least from the inside.” Iron Man added.

“Goddamn it.” Sypha groaned.

“Xenk, wherever you are, I suggest you hurry up.” Renly muttered a silent prayer, hoping that any Gods, if they did exist, were listening.

Universe-1979

A portal opened on the middle of a starship and Xenk exited, looking around. Ahead, a blonde woman with several cybernetic parts around her face swung in her chair and her eyes lit up.

“Xenk!” Seven of Nine said, standing up and walking towards her. He smiled and the pair embraced.

“Good to see you again, old friend.” Xenk said.

The pair parted and Seven of Nine analyzed his face. “You’re in trouble and you need my help.”

“I do always love how you can know what’s wrong with me.” He mused.

“I know,” she deadpanned. “So what’s up?”

“I need your help rescuing some friends of mine.” He said.

Her face stilled. “Tell me everything.”

Planetos, Westeros, Winterfell

Sekiro groaned in agony as Ramsay removed another piece of his flesh. He had already been mostly flayed, thin strips of skin and flesh hanging loosely off his body.

“Had enough yet?” Ramsay taunted.

“Let him go, you whoreson!” Druss the Legend hissed, having been flayed as well.

“No, no I don’t think I will.” Ramsay mused.

With that, he continued cutting into Sekiro who gritted his teeth as the blade sunk into his flesh, cutting a few more strips off his body.

He could feel his strength waning, tears of pain beginning to form at the bottom of his eyes.

Earth-199992

A portal opened in the middle of a war camp and Xenk walked out of it, looking around.

“Xenk!”

He turned to see a stunningly attractive dark-haired woman jogging towards him, garbed in war armor.

“What brings you back here?” Xena asked.

“I need your help.”

“I figured that part, what are we up against?”

“Undead mage abducted some friends of mine. I intend to rescue them.”

Xena laughed and shook her head. “Of course, because why not. Very well, I’ll help.”

“Wonderful.” Xenk opened a portal. Shrugging, Xena followed him through to Stormwind City.

Varian, Jaina, Bane, Megumi, Utahime, Gojo, Nobara, Thor, Lysa, Deadpool, Reyna, Paul, Bond and Seven of Nine were already there and all turned as Xenk and Xena exited.

Varian, Bane, Thor, Deadpool, Gojo, Megumi, Paul and Bond all stared at Xena for a few moments before shaking themselves out of their stupor.

“Oh yeah! The badass Xena’s part of this!” Deadpool cheered. He looked at the camera. “Forget what I said about you being a shitty author, you’re the best!”

Thor punched him in the head, shattering his neck. “Idiot.”

“This is your team?” Varian looked around.

“Indeed it is,” Xenk nodded. He looked at Jaina. “How close are we to locating where Kel’Thuzad is holding our friends.”

“I know where they are,” Deadpool groaned as he stood up and snapped his neck back into place, much to everyone’s shock and horror. “I can lead you to his dimension, which is just because the author’s too lazy to figure out an alternative plot arc.”

“Well,” Bane drawled. “It’s showtime.”

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Unknown location

Kel’Thuzad rose in the air, his very being glowing with power. All the imprisoned heroes watched him with a mixture of fear and hatred.

“I am bored,” the undead mage announced. “Perhaps I shall host a tournament.”

He clicked his fingers and Stephanie and Izuku vanished from their cells.

“Steph!” Christina cried out as Nikolia looked shocked too.

“Deku!” All Might bashed his fist against the wall of his cell to no avail. “Let him go, you monster!”

Stephanie looked at Izuku who looked absolutely terrified. Small beads of sweat trickled down the side of his face and his knees were shaking.

She looked up at Kel’Thuzad with a defiant look. “I won’t fight.”

Kel’Thuzad simply chuckled. “Oh, Captain Rodgers, your fatal mistake is believing you have a choice in the matter.”

He raised a hand and Stephanie and Izuku both screamed in pain, falling to their knees. “Maybe I should teach you both a lesson.”

An impossible force pressed itself onto the pair, forcing them both onto the ground. In the cells above, there was an uproar, everyone protesting.

“Let them go!” Thrall roared, trying to break the cell.

“Let ‘em go, you bastard!” Tony snarled.

“Come and get some, bub!” Logan growled, his claws popping out.

Stephanie’s nose began bleeding profusely and she staggered up, panting as her lower face was coated in red sticky blood.

“I can do this all day.” She declared.

Kicking up her shield, she kicked it towards Kel’Thuzad but he easily deflected and raised his hands, forcing her to her knees.

“Let her go!” Izuku leapt at him with a punch but Kel’Thuzad knocked him down easily.

“Either you fight, or you die.” He declared.

Universe-94, Azeroth, Stormwind City

Xenk, Bane, Lysa, Gojo, Nobara, Megumi, Paul, Reyna, Bond, Xena, Seven of Nine, Varian, Jaina, Thor and Deadpool were preparing for their rescue mission, loading up with weapons.

“If you don’t mind me asking,” Jaina said, looking at Paul, Bond, Reyna, Seven of Nine and Xena. “How do you all know Xenk?”

Bond smiled. “He saved my life during a mission. Imagine my surprise when I learn he comes from a different world.”

“Same here,” Reyna agreed. “Almost died fighting an Ogre when Xenk saved me.”

“Wow, you’ve been places.” Bane said to Xenk who had a small smile on his face.

“So in other words, we all owe him.” Paul shrugged.

“I hate to interupt the moment here,” Thor said. “But how are we going to find where Kel’Thuzad has them?”

“That’s where I come in,” Deadpool said. “Got a special device that can open a portal to that pocket universe, which is just because the author is too lazy to figure out another way.”

Everyone stared at him.

“Is he always like this?” Nobara asked.

“Unfortunately, yes.” Thor sighed.

Xenk looked around at everyone. “Let’s go.”

Earth-999, Quahog

Mordecai and Rigby were sitting at the Drunken Clam drinking, when Peter Griffin walked in.

“Hey guys.” He greeted cheerfully.

“Hey, Peter.” Mordecai nodded.

“So me and the guys were gonna sneak off to San Francisco, wanna tag along?” Peter asked.

“San Francisco? Hell yeah, dude.” Rigby had a wicked smile on his face. Peter grinned and looked at the camera.

“Roadhouse!”

Unknown location

Stephanie bashed Izuku in the face with her shield before a punch from the kid made her stagger back. Stephanie grimaced.

“Sorry kid.” She apologized.

“No worries, I understand.” He replied with a slight smile.

Up above, everyone in their cells watched anxiously, All Might, Christina and Nikolia being the most concerned.

“God, I hope this ends soon.” Christina muttered, her stomach churning at the thought of either one dying.

“Me too.” All Might agreed, wishing beyond hope that he could do something to help.

Stephanie punched Izuku before doing a small flip and kicking him in the face. Izuku hit the ground hard, panting with exhaustion.

Before he could recover, Stephanie lunged on top of him and raised her shield, preparing to kill him.

“NO!” everyone shouted at once.

BAM!

Stephanie slammed the shield into the ground above Izuku’s head. Slowly, he opened his eyes, staring up at the blonde woman in shock.

“W-what?” he stuttered.

Stephanie slowly looked up at Kel’Thuzad who growled. “What are you waiting for? Finish him.”

“No.”

Silence reigned over the area as everyone stared at the female Captain America with a mixture of shock and awe and in Kel’Thuzad’s case, fury.

“No? What do you mean ‘no’? You have no choice.”

Stephanie slowly stood up. “We’re not your pawns that you can use in these sick, twisted games of yours. We are living, breathing beings. And as long as one person defies you, you will never win, asshole.”

Odinson and Hulk in particular were shocked by her foul language, and so were Tony, Sara, Logan, Shang-Chi and Iron Man.

“Wow, a variant of Cap that actually swears,” Tony muttered. “The Multiverse really is insane.”

“Yeah no kidding.” Sara agreed.

Kel’Thuzad glowered. “If that’s how you want to play this, very well.”

He pressed his fist and Stephanie screamed in agony as her nose began bleeding and she was forced to her knees.

“Let her go, you fucker!” Christina punched her cell desperately while Nikolia glared at him in rage.

Everyone began attacking their cells, trying desperately to get out. Kel’Thuzad pushed Stephanie down. “How about we make this interesting.”

He clicked his fingers and Sara and Christina vanished from their cells.

“Sara!” Tony called out in horror.

“Damn it, now Chris is taken too.” Nikolia muttered.

The two women faced each other as a holographic screen appeared in the air for all to see. A red light shone on Sara first, follwed by her stats-

Name: Sara Catherine Lance
Age: 36
Height: 5’3
Weight: 125lbs
Weapons: Bo-staff
Alias(es): White Canary
Fact: Amazing drinker

“Well damn,” Itadori commented. “She’s hot.”

A blue light then shone on Christina, followed by her stats-

Name: Christina Francine Barton
Age: 34
Height: 5’8
Weight: 132lbs
Weapons: Bow and arrows
Alias(es): Hawkeye
Fact: Once shot a hummingbird at 200 yards

“Shot a hummingbird? Well shit.” Ichigo commented.

“FIGHT!” Kel’Thuzad bellowed.

Sara lunged at Christina who ducked and kicked her away with a spin.

The two clashed their weapons skilfully, Sara backing to avoid a strike as Christina struck out with her bow a few times. Sara blocked or backed before being struck in the chest as the clash continued and ducking, Christina struck Sara's leg, making her gasp.

Then Sara blocked and smacked Christina back, only to get 3 strikes to her abdomen, but Sara picked her up and tossed Christina down.

Christina kicked Sara back and they faced each other again, Christina trying to strike as Sara avoided and then blocked, before grabbing and tossing Christina down again.

As she tried to hit, Christina got up and they clashed more, Christina kicking Sara down. But Sara got up in time and the clash continued as Sara spin kicked Christina's knee, but Christina pushed her back. Sara head-butted her in return and hit her chest before they clashed again.

Sara again struck and tossed Christina into a corner. Christina sighed, getting up as Sara charged at her, only for Christina to activate a flashbang arrow, now disorienting Sara.

Then getting up, she kicked Sara and blocked a blow before tripping her, though Sara managed to kick her back in spite of the disorientation.

She had recovered quicker than expected, and she charged as staff and bow clashed again. Sara grabbed Christina's arm and tripped her, tossing her away while disarming her.

“Damn, they’re really going at it.” Renly said in shock.

“Impressive.” Silco noted.

Sara and Christina faced each other, Christina punching as Sara backed to avoid, then tried to punch but was kicked back. Sara blocked 2 knees and strikes, and tried to elbow but Christina blocked, only to get another elbow as Sara punched her back.

As Christina tried to kick, Sara kicked her first and she was sent down. Sara tried to kick again as Christina blocked and rolled away, getting up.

Sara flipped and spin kicked but Christina dodged and running up a wall, kicked Sara's face as she was sent back. Christina charged, only for Sara to dodge and kick her back as she staggered forwards.

Sara then dodged some attacks as Christina grabbed her but Sara tossed her to the other side. Then she punched a few times, rolling Christina and grabbing her in a chokehold.

Christina took out a fletchette and stabbed Sara in the arm, making her gasp in pain as she let go. Christina then tried to strike with the fletchette as both struggled.

Sara suddenly lifted her foot and struck Christina’s back before wrapping her feet around the archer. Christina picked her up and slammed her into a wall, trying to stab, till Sara threw them both down, and smacked Christina away.

She then kicked Christina away with both feet as Christina tried to stab down but Sara dodged, and they faced each other, Christina striking and Sara dodging.

“Holy shit, somebody please do something!” Luffy said in disbelief as everyone watched.

“This is getting intense.” Jotaro agreed.

BAM!

A massive portal opened and Xenk Yendar emerged, sword in hand. “Kel’Thuzad!” he bellowed. “Your day is done.”

Everyone stared in shock at his arrival while Sara and Christina stopped their fight, turning in shock.

James Bond emerged near Luffy’s and Zoro’s cell, gun in hand. “Good day, gentlemen.”

He fired a single shot that shattered the cell. In quick succession, he fired more shots, shattering some more cells.

Xena and Deadpool emerged as well, the latter laughing.

“Now this is a crossover!” he commented. “Avengers: Infinity War can go eat its heart out!”

Xena drew her sword and leapt towards Kel’Thuzad with a battle cry, striking him as he roared in pain and anger.

Paul joined Bond in firing shots at the cells, freeing everyone at last.

“Oh...yeah.” Tony smirked as his armor formed around him.

“I’m gonna gut this fucker.” Logan snarled, his metal claws popping from his hands.

All Might flew towards Kel’Thuzad, delivering a powerful uppercut that sent him flying and crashing into the ceiling.

As he recovered, Varian was upon him, striking him repeatedly with his sword.

“YOU...TOOK...MY...SON!!!” he bellowed, striking him over and over. Kel’Thuzad roared in pain as he tried to fight back, to no avail.

He fired a powerful blast of energy that sent Varian flying back but right as he did, All Might landed on top of him, raining blow after blow on him.

As he was pushed off, All Might suddenly chuckled.

“What’s so funny?” Kel’Thuzad demanded.

“Time to show you my ultimate move.” The Pro Hero smirked.

Everyone watched in awe as All Might flew high into the air before flying towards the Undead Mage at supersonic speed.

“UNITED STATES OF SMASH!”

BOOM!

He punched Kel’Thuzad so hard, his skeletal face shattered on impact with All Might’s blow and he crashed to the ground, groaning in pain.

Ruby Rose slammed her scythe into him, making him scream as Allanon chanted, firing a powerful burst of magic and making him scream further.

Artoria Pendragon slammed her sword into his chest while Bond and Paul fired their guns at him.

“Hey Sukuna, wanna take over?” Itadori asked.

A face appeared in his cheek which smirked. “With pleasure.”

Itadori shifted, his muscles bulging as two extra arms grew out of his sides. Everyone turned as Ryomen Sukuna, the King of Curses himself ripped his shirt off, showing various tattoos and muscles.

Sukuna locked eyes with Kel’Thuzad. “My turn, bitch.”

He leapt at Kel’Thuzad and began raining punches repeatedly, denting the Undead Mage’s face in further.

Gripping him by his jaw, Sukuna slammed him repeatedly on the ground. Hulk calmly walked towards him.

“Hey, save some for me.” He smirked.

Sukuna tossed Kel’Thuzad towards Hulk who caught him.

“HULK IS STRONGEST THERE IS!” he bellowed, punching Kel’Thuzad repeatedly and then slamming him a few times as well. He tossed him away and he crashed to the ground, struggling to get up.

In front of everyone, Hulk raised his fists above his head.

“HULK...SMASH!”

He brought his fists down, generating a powerful shockwave that threw Kel’Thuzad off his feet. He groaned, struggling to get back up.

“PLUS ULTRA!”

All Might kicked him in the back before catching him by the throat and slamming him into the ground. He continued raining blows before slamming both of his fists into Kel’Thuzad’s face, caving it in.

When he was finished, Kel’Thuzad looked like a piece of scrap metal. His blue glow had faded and he looked almost dead.

“And that is how you do it.” All Might stood back up, looking proud of himself.

“Huh,” Bane mused. “That was easier than I expected.”

The Chaos Realm

Tristan Flynn groaned as he was bound to a massive mountain by chains. Next to him were all of his friends from Crescent City- Danika Fendyr, Juniper Andromeda, Ruhn Danaan, Hunt Athalar, Declan Emmet, Jesiba Roga, Lidia Corvos, Lehabah, Ithan and Conor Helstrom, Tharion Ketos and Baxian Argos.

“How long do you think they’re gonna keep us here for?” he mused.

“No fucking idea.” Declan muttered.

“We gotta find a way to get out of here,” Danika said. “Hunt, Baxian, can either of you use your wings?”

“Nope,” Hunt shook his head. “Haven’t been able to in a while.”

“Same here.” Baxian added.

“Well, we’re fucked.” Tristan sighed.

Planetos, Westeros, King’s Landing

Shireen Baratheon whimpered as she hid under her bed, the sounds of combat with the Xenomorphs echoing in the distance. Slowly, she crawled out-

Right as a portal opened in front of her. Shireen stared in shock at the blue portal before she stumbled into it. As she did, she saw multiple images appear-

First, she saw a tall blue-skinned humanoid that was bald and had pitch black eyes.

Then, she saw a stunningly attractive red-haired woman with green glowing eyes.

After that, she saw a gigantic metal being with a single red eye that was staring right at her.

Then, she saw a gigantic creature that appeared to have two heads, and she shivered.

Next, she saw a walking blue jay that had a cheerful smile on his face, and she giggled slightly.

After that, she saw a colossal alien-like monster floating in the depths of space, with many eyes and many tentacles.

Then, she saw a beautiful Asian woman wearing a strange uniform.

Next, she saw two very handsome men laughing about something.

After that, she saw a pair of cute one-eyed creatures, and she cooed softly.

Then, she saw a man with a one-handed ax in his hand and he wore a mask over his face.

After that, she saw a disgusting creature with many human-like limbs and it was crawling with them.

And finally, she saw a pretty blonde-haired girl slightly older than her.

At that moment, a portal opened in front of her and she fell into it.

Earth-19975

Shireen crashed onto a floor, groaning in pain.

“Um...excuse me what the actual hell are you doing in my house?” a female voice asked above her.

Shireen looked up and her jaw dropped. It was the exact same blonde woman she had just seen.

“Um...hi. I’m Shireen Baratheon,” she stuttered. “I apologize for ending up here.”

“Jamie Hughes,” the girl said slowly. “What the hell was that portal?”

“I really don’t know,” Shireen confessed. “One minute I was hiding under my bed, the next moment I’m falling through some strange portal and now I’m here.”

“Wait,” Jamie narrowed her eyes. “Why were you hiding under your bed?”

“It’s a long story I’m afraid.” Shireen sighed.

“I got plenty of time.” The blonde girl put her glass of coke down.

Shireen looked into Jamie’s eyes and saw no judgment, only curiosity. And so, she talked.

Universe-94, Azeroth, Stormwind City

All the rescued heroes and the rescuers stood together in the throne room.

“Thanks for saving us.” Itadori rubbed the back of his head.

“No problem, child,” Bane smirked. “It’s what heroes do.”

“Don’t call me ‘child’, I’m 18.” Itadori glared at him.

“So what happens now?” Logan asked, lighting a cigar.

“I can send you all back to your worlds, don’t worry.” Xenk assured.

Slowly, he chanted and opened up a series of glowing portals. “These will lead to your correct worlds.”

All Might held out his hand. “Thanks a lot for the rescue.”

Xenk shook it. “Of course.”

Christina looked at Sara with an apologetic smile. “Sorry for fighting you.”

“Not a problem,” she waved her off. “I actually enjoyed it. You fight well.”

Christina smirked. “You too.”

Stephanie embraced Izuku. “Sorry for attacking you, kid.”

“Yeah, don’t worry about it.” Izuku assured her.

Nodding, the rescued heroes moved towards the portals, which closed behind them, leaving Xenk, Bane, Lysa, Varian, Anduin, Gojo, Itadori, Nobara, Megumi, Uthahime, Renly, Deadpool, Thor, Silco, Thrall, Jaina, Reyna, Paul, Bond, Seven of Nine and Xena behind.

“Thank you for the help.” Xenk said.

“Yeah no problem,” Seven of Nine assured him. “Still, you look like you could use some more help.”

He sighed. “We may have saved our friends but the Burning Legion is still coming.”

“Need some help?” Bond asked.

All looked at him and he shrugged. “What? I owe Xenk my life. If you need help, I’ll fight.”

“Me too.” Reyna added.

“Yes.” Xena nodded.

Xenk looked at them all gratefully. “Thank you. It means a lot.”

“Not every day you get to save the world.” Paul smiled.

“Let’s get it on.” Gojo smirked.

Earth-6021

Jotaro and Giorno exited their portal, looking around.

“Huh, that Xenk was right, this is the correct world.” Jotaro smirked.

Earth-19199

Tai, Zeromaru, Ishida and Gabumon exited their portal.

“Well, home sweet home.” Tai sighed.

“Yeah, I’m taking a really long nap.” Ishida agreed.

Exandria

Vax and Keyleth walked out of their portal.

“Vex is never gonna believe us.” Vax commented.

“That’s one way to put it.” Keyleth agreed.

Earth-204

Artoria and Emiya walked out of their portal, smiling happily together.

Earth-2004

Ichigo and Rukia smiled happily as they walked out of their portal.

“Talk about an adventure.” Ichigo commented.

“Definitely.” Rukia agreed.

Earth-5000

Allanon and Ohmsford walked out of their portal together.

“That truly was fascinating.” Allanon commented.

Earth-596

Tony, Sara, Logan and Shang-Chi walked out of their portal together.

“Well shit.” Tony muttered.

“At least Boy Scout’s still around.” Sara pointed to a poster of Clark Kent aka Superman.

“Boy Scout’s never going anywhere.” Logan shrugged.

Earth-103

Luffy and Zoro walked out of their portal, emerging on an island.

“WHERE THE HELL ARE WE?!”

Earth-3099

Tsukino and Mizuno flew out of their portal, flying into Space as they happily laughed.

Earth-101001

Iron Man and Blade nodded as they walked away.

Earth-9725

Sonya and Jax walked out of their portal.

“That was a detour, but we still got work to do.” Sonya nodded. “Mortal Kombat’s about to begin.”

Universe-193

Seg-El smiled as he looked around at Krypton.

Earth-1130

Judge Dredd loaded his gun as he prepared to take on some criminals.

Earth-1422

All Might patted Izuku on the shoulder as the sun rose in the distance.

Earth-1094

Trevor, Alucard and Sypha marched through the snow.

Earth-3313

Ruby Rose walked down a street, her scythe strapped to her back.

Earth-12041

Odinson and Hulk leapt out of their portal together.

Earth-911111

Stephanie, Christina and Nikolia walked out of their portal together.

“Well, back to work it seems.” Stephanie smiled.

Earth-9224

Titan Shang Tsung was sitting on his throne, contemplating when a portal opened and Sargeras exited.

The two sized each other up.

“Let me guess, you’re here to take over the Multiverse.” Titan Shang Tsung mused.

“I am. You in?” Sargeras asked.

“Obviously.”

And with that, a new Deadly Alliance had been formed.

Chapter Text

Universe-1986, Kalisk

Jon, Rhiannon and Dek walked through a vast field, a soft wind blowing. As they walked, Rhiannon’s hand slowly drifted to hold Jon’s.

He looked down in surprise, but didn’t say anything. Dek looked back at them.

“The ships came from that way,” he pointed ahead. “That is where we will go.”

“Good,” Jon nodded. “The sooner we find a way back to our world the better.”

“Yeah this Multiverse shit is getting out of hand.” Rhiannon snorted, her dreadlocks falling behind her.

Hearing a sound, all three turned to see a gigantic four-legged beast barreling towards them.

"Oh fuck this." Rhiannon growled, preparing to fight it.

Earth-911111, New York City

Jamie ‘Becky’ Barnes sighed as she went over some paperwork, her eyes glistening with boredom as she flipped the paper.

“I should have stayed dead.” She muttered. At that moment, the hairs on the back of her neck stood up and she looked around in alarm.

Art the Clown stabbed a man through the chest with a saw, tearing his chest open. The man choked on his own blood as he slumped down, dead.

Grinning sadistically, Art began walking down a hallway. Behind him were the corpses of everyone he had killed, puddles of blood and organs littering the white floor.

Art pushed open a large pair of doors, coming face to face with a pair of handguns.

BANG BANG!

Becky Barnes pulled the triggers, the bullets punching into Art’s body. The demonic clown staggered back, but didn’t fall.

Becky heard the tell-tale click of empty guns and slowly lowered them.

“How in the hell are you not dead?” she asked with a mixture of confusion and mounting horror.

Art leveled her with a sadistic grin and drew a cleaver out of who-knows-where. Becky sighed and tossed her empty guns to the ground, beginning to undo her black leather jacket.

She threw her jacket outside, leaving her in just a plain black T-shirt, her metal arm glistening in the light.

Taking a run, she leapt towards Art and punched him in the face, snapping his head back. She rained a series of blows before finally punching with her metal arm.

Art’s eyes glowed yellow and he caught her punch, stopping the metal arm in its place. Becky grunted as Art slowly twisted the Vibranium limb, much to her shock.

Balling his fist, Art punched her in the chest, sending her flying and crashing into her desk. Becky groaned as Art tossed her metal arm aside.

Penny Parker aka Spider-Girl was swinging past the building when she heard the commotion. Swinging past, her eyes widened when she saw Art and Becky fighting.

“What the hell?” she gaped. “Is that an actual clown?”

She swung and smashed through the glass, kicking Art in the side and sending him crashing to the ground.

As Art staggered up, a portal erupted behind him which closed, leaving the two women stunned.

Penny pulled her mask up and rushed over to Becky. “Ms. Barnes, are you okay?”

“Perfectly fine, kid, just pass me my arm over there.” The former Winter Soldier gestured to the metal arm.

Penny handed it to her and Becky placed the arm at her shoulder, the two parts locking in. Slowly, she moved her arm.

“Who the hell was that?” Penny asked.

“No idea actually,” Becky admitted. “But I got a feeling it’s really bad.”

Earth-1926, London

Jack Reacher flipped open a book as he held a lantern over it, his eyes scanning the page.

“Found anything yet?” Conan the Barbarian called out.

“Nothing yet,” Reacher replied. “Nothing here says anything about Red Sonja, Great Old Ones or anything else.”

“We need to find something, fast!” Conan warned. “Kthanid said we don’t have much time left.”

“You don’t think I know that?” Reacher snapped. “Kthanid just said her bones are buried underneath London but it’s a big city.”

His eyes scanned the page before narrowing.

“Oh hell.”

Earth-596, Gotham City

Bruce Wayne aka Batman of this Earth was hunched over a computer, the Batman suit in the corner.

“Master Bruce, you need to rest.” The voice of Alfred Pennyworth rang out.

“When I’m finished, Alfred,” Bruce replied. “I need to find the source of these Incursions.”

“Incursions? What do you mean?” Alfred asked, puzzled.

“Ever since that Singularity appeared in the sky sometime ago, I’ve been detecting more Incursions in other universes,” Bruce replied. “And I’m detecting that a really big Incursion is about to happen. Two universes are about to smash into each other. The destruction will be...apocalyptic.”

“Should I call the rest of the Avengers League?” the old man inquired.

“Not yet, I need to do more research,” Bruce shook his head. “I’ve already seen some other universes. Like the one where that ‘Justice Gang’ are around. But when the time is ready, I’ll call them all. Right now, I don't need them to get involved just yet.”

“I’m the goddamn Batman.”

Outer Space

Thanos of this universe sat on his throne as he observed the chained man below. He shifted the pebble in his hands before tossing it aside.

“I’ve known of the existence of other universes for a long time,” Thanos stood up. “But I’ve yet to meet someone from another reality.”

Down below, Jaghatai Khan, Primarch of the White Scars looked up at him with a glare. “I’m going to kill you.”

Thanos chuckled. “If you can.”

He snapped his fingers and the chains binding Jaghatai released themselves. The Khan stood up, rubbing his wrists.

“Let us make this fun, shall we?” Thanos gave a sadistic grin.

Growling, Jaghatai threw a punch but Thanos ducked and delivered two solid punches to his face, staggering the Primarch back.

He hurled a haymaker but Thanos avoided and delivered a triple-punch combo to his face and chest before grabbing the Khan by the throat and punching him through a pillar.

Jaghatai staggered forward right as the Mad Titan kneed him in the face. Jaghatai growled in anger and punched Thanos back as the two circled each other again.

Jaghatai fainted a punch to the side and swung a haymaker that collided with Thanos’ face, making him stagger back. 

Jaghatai slammed his thumb into Thanos' right eye, beginning  to gouge it out. Thanos roared in pain as some blood trickled down his face before he pushed the Kham back.

Thanos lifted the Khan up by the waist and slammed him hard onto the ground, denting it before Jaghatai head-butted him.

Getting up, the two circled each other once more.

Jaghatai defended himself from one blow from Thanos, only to get one hard punch to the face. In return, the Khan gave him one back to the face, sending him staggering back.

Before Thanos could counter, Jaghatai leapt and punched his throat, making him fall down.

The Khan walked towards Thanos, only for the Mad Titan to punch him with the back of his closed fist, sending the Khan flying off and spitting some blood too. As Jaghatai tried to get up, Thanos punched him two more times, causing more blood to fly from his mouth.

Thanos then kicked Jaghatai away, who got up this time, and charged at Thanos, managing to grab his waist before the Mad Titan could do anything, and with that, slammed him hard to the ground, shattering it.

Then, he jumped on top of Thanos, giving him punch after punch after punch to the face, the Mad Titan roaring in rage and pain.

Thanos then grinned, slamming Jaghatai onto the ground repeatedly.

He then tossed the Khan away and sent him flying back with a powerful thunderclap, before lifting up a pillar to hit him with.

Jaghatai punched the lamppost right before it could, shattering it. Right then, Thanos fired a powerful energy blast from his hands that struck Jaghatai, sending him flying backwards and before he could recover, Thanos was on top of him, slamming blow after blow into his face.

In spite of his legendary strength, Jaghatai Khan was unable to fight back because of Thanos’ impossible strength, and eventually was knocked out at last.

Thanos stood up in victory, his chest rising and falling.

“Prepare the armada,” he ordered. “We make our way to Earth again. And this time, we will use the old ways.”

The Chaos Realm

Sarah, Cameron, Neo and Bonnie slowly made their way to a massive temple site littered with bones ten times the size of the average human.

“What happened here?” Bonnie looked around.

“This was a planet that used to be part of material space, back during the early days of the Imperium,” Cameron explained. “When the Warp swallowed the planet, this battle site was lost.”

“Who do these bones belong to?” Sarah eyed them wearily.

“Early Space Marines, from long before the Horus Heresy.”

“The what now?” Bonnie asked, confused.

“The Horus Heresy,” Cameron said. “When Horus Lupercal, favorite son of the God-Emperor led a rebellion against the Imperium, convincing the Traitor Primarchs to rebel. The bloodshed lasted for seven years until the Seige of Terra, where the God-Emperor killed Horus forever but was mortally wounded.”

“I swear, the Imperium seems to get worse and worse.” Sarah muttered.

“Who were the Traitor Primarchs?” Neo asked.

“Angron of the World Eaters, Alpharius and Omegon of the Alpha Legion, Fulgrim of the Emperor’s Children, Konrad Curze of the Night Lords, Lorgar of the Word Bearers, Magnus the Red of the Thousand Sons, Mortarion of the Death Guard, Perturabo of the Iron Warriors and Horus of the Sons of Horus.”

“Perturabo?” Neo’s eyes widened as he remembered the Primarch almost killing him during the Fall of Cadia.

“Yes, he attacked you on Cadia.” Cameron nodded.

“Oh boy.” Sarah’s eyes went wide.

Cameron stopped suddenly and looked dead ahead. “We’re here.”

Bonnie looked around. “This is where this ‘Vulkan’ is?”

“He is,” Cameron nodded. “And we need to bring him back for this fight.”

She strode towards the temple. Hovering inside was a massive obsidian skinned man, bald and shirtless, his eyes closed in slumber.

“Damn,” Bonnie’s eyes widened. “He’s bigger than I expected.”

“What’s he doing?” Neo asked.

“He is a Perpetual,” Cameron revealed. “He cannot truly die. When he supposedly ‘died’, he was in fact pulled here. We must get him out.”

“How? I don’t see any kind of button to deactivate the force field.” Sarah asked.

“We don’t need that.” Cameron replied.

She pushed her hand through the force field, the human skin disintegrating and revealing a robotic arm. She grabbed Vulkan by the hand and pulled him out.

The Primarch of the Salamanders crashed to the ground, his eyes slowly opening.

“What? Where am I?” he wondered. He tried to rise but collapsed on the ground again.

Bonnie knelt besides him, gently placing a hand on his huge shoulder. “Breathe the fresh air again.”

Vulkan took slow, deep breaths before looking up at the red-haired druid. “Thank you, my lady.” He rumbled.

Bonnie offered him a small smile in return. Sarah and Neo watched the interaction wearily. Slowly, Vulkan stood up.

“I do not know who you are, but I thank you regardless,” the Primarch bowed. “I am Vulkan, Primarch of the Salamanders Space Marine Legion.”

“Sarah Conner.”

“Neo.”

“Cameron.”

“Bonnie McCullough.”

Vulkan took note of their strange names but said nothing of it. Instead, he focused his attention on the most pressing question on his mind.

“Where are we?” he asked.

“Inside the Chaos Realm,” Cameron said. “We were looking for you.”

“What for?” Vulkan asked, surprised.

“We’re trying to stop the Chaos Gods from unleashing an apocalypse that will destroy the Multiverse.” Sarah said bluntly.

Vulkan’s eyes widened. “Ah, so the Multiverse is indeed real. I was not sure for many years.”

“Well it’s real,” Sarah said. “And it might be in trouble.”

Vulkan’s face darkened. “Trouble? What kind of trouble?”

“An Incursion is coming,” Cameron said. “Two universes are about to smash into each other. The Chaos Gods are pulling them together.”

The Primarch groaned. “Ah, of course they would be. If this Incursion is happening, we’ll have a really bad time.”

“Looks like we got our work cut out for us.” Bonnie quipped.

Earth-888, Seoul

Rick Sanchez was working on yet another device when Morty and Ahri walked in.

“So the rest of my girl group will be here within the hour,” Ahri said. “And uh...what the hell are you working on?”

“I need to build a team to stop this Multiversal Apocalypse,” Rick grunted. “So I’m pulling people from various realities.”

Morty frowned. “Who do we have so far?”

“Wait and see.” Rick pressed a button. A portal whirled, blue light flashing.

Universe-1930

Two people were flying through Space back towards Earth.

The first was a young girl in a strange dress, with long purple hair flowing behind her.

The other was a girl in a strange superhero-type uniform.

As they flew, a bright flash of light erupted and they both vanished.

The light faded and the two girls were standing in the penthouse.

“Uh, what the fuck?” the first girl asked.

“Meet Kai’Sa and Quinn, both from Universe-1930,” Rick said bluntly. “They’re Star Guardians.”

Ahri’s eyes widened. “Kai’Sa?” she choked a little.

“Who the fuck are you?” Quinn narrowed her eyes at Rick.

“Name’s Rick Sanchez, from Earth-6026, not very important,” Rick dismissed her. “What is important is that I’m trying to stop an apocalypse that will destroy the entire Multiverse. You’re going to help me.”

Quinn shot him a deadpan look. “You’re joking, right?”

“Not at all. And I need to bring one more person.”

Rick pressed a button which whirled again.

Earth-869

Katarina Du Couteau of this Earth was riding a train to a small town when she vanished in a flash of light.

She appeared in the middle of K/DA’s penthouse, looking around in shock and confusion.

“Darlin’, what in the actual fuck is happening?” Kat asked, looking confused.

“Welcome Kat to Earth-888, we need your help.” Rick said bluntly.

“Okay, this shit is confusing me.” Ahri deadpanned.

Earth-2363

The Mysterious Gentleman smirked as he looked up at the dark skies, thunder rumbling in the distance.

“Ah, and so the time has come,” the eldritch being smirked. “Let the crisis...begin.”

At the same time, Leona Dawn, enforcer for a crime family, straightened her suit, letting her blonde hair fall down past her shoulders.

“Goddamn, I need a drink.” She rubbed a hand over her face.

No sooner had she she said those words, when she vanished in a flash of light.

Earth-62

Myrcella Baratheon yawned as she sat in a chair, listening to Luke Hobbs talk. He raised an eyebrow.

“I’m sorry, am I boring you here?” he asked.

“Sorry, sir, it’s just...I’m really tired.” She sighed, looking sheepish.

Hobbs’ expression softened. “I get that, kid. Look, we’ll continue in the morning.”

“No, no, I’m okay.” She insisted, sitting up straight.

“You look like you’re about to pass out, kid,” he pointed out. “When was the last time you got some sleep?”

“I don’t know...days...I keep having these nightmares.”

“Nightmares, eh?” he knelt in front of her. “Wanna talk about it?”

“It’s just...I keep seeing Dom and Mia and the others. I hear their screams,” a few years fell from Myrcella’s eyes. “I failed them.”

“It ain’t over till the fat lady sings, kid,” he placed a hand on her shoulder. “We’ll get ‘em.”

Myrcella looked up at him and hope swelled in her chest. Lunging forward, she embraced Hobbs. He looked at her in surprise for a few moments before his arms wrapped around her slender body.

“We’ll get ‘em.” She vowed.

Earth-11089, Seoul

Do Hyun-jin pulled out her gun, staring at Art the Clown in horror and anger.

“All right, you ugly fuck.” Hyun-jin growled.

“It’s showtime.”

Chapter Text

Earth-14880, Seoul

Skips pushed open a door and skipped into a room to see Rumi, Mira, Zoey, Muscle Man and Hi-Five Ghost already there.

“What did I miss?” Skips asked.

“Nothing much,” Rumi shrugged. “We were just talking about the Saju Boys.”

“The who now?” the Yeti raised an eyebrow.

“Boy group, our competition.” Mira explained blankly.

“You know who else likes competition?” Muscle Man grinned. “MY MOM!”

“SHUT UP!” everyone screamed at once.

Muscle Man simply huffed and sat back down, crossing his arms over his chest. Skips looked back at Rumi.

“What’s on your mind?”

“It’s just...never mind.” She shook her head.

Skips laid a hand on her shoulder. “You can talk to me you know.”

Rumi looked up at him with vulnerable eyes. She took a deep breath.

And spoke.

Earth-596, Starling City

Sara Lance aka White Canary laughed as she took a sip of her drink. Diana Prince aka Wonder Woman leaned against her, laughing at a joke.

Sara’s eyes were drawn to her fellow teammate T’Challa aka Black Panther who was grinning. He smirked at Diana laughing and even Sara couldn’t help but giggle.

“Okay, okay, fair enough.” Diana finally managed to stop laughing.

Peter Parker aka Spider-Man leaned over, an eyebrow raised.

“What’d I miss?” he asked.

“T’Challa was just telling us about that one time you fell while swinging and landed on him.” Sara giggled.

Peter went bright red at that. “Damn it! That was one time!”

“One time and I couldn’t lift heavy objects for a week.” T’Challa retorted.

Sara laughed and stood up. “Well as entertaining as this is, I gotta go to the bathroom, be back now.”

Tapping Diana on the shoulder, she walked towards the bathroom. As she opened the door, she almost had a heart attack.

“Blade?!”

Standing there, leaning against the wall was Blade from Earth-101001, looking amused.

“Hey Sara.”

“Jesus Christ, can you not do that again, please?” she scowled in annoyance. “And I thought my Blade was bad.”

“You got a variant of me here?” Blade raised an eyebrow.

“Yeah, he’s not an official member of the Avengers League though,” she replied. “Back to the point though, what are you even doing here?”

“Fell through a breach, got stuck here on this Earth, conviently,” he shrugged. “Was tracking some Vamps.”

“Oh that’s great,” she sighed. “And let me guess, you want my help tracking them?”

“You said you were trained by assassins, correct?”

“That’s right.”

“So you know how to track people.”

“Fine, I’ll help you,” she sighed. “Just...can I use the bathroom now, please?”

“Sure, see you outside.” He brushed past her.

Sara watched him go, rolling her eyes. Once she had finished in the bathroom, she washed her hands and tied her blonde hair into a loose ponytail, and walked out.

Blade was leaning against a wall outside the bathroom, calmly eyeing everyone in the bar.

“So what’s up?” Sara asked.

Blade turned to her. He was about to say something when a bright flash of light appeared and a portal opened. Sara shielded her eyes, right before she and Blade were swept off their feet and sucked into the portal.

As they fell through Space and Time, Sara saw several things-

First, she saw a man throwing a lighter at a plane that was about to take off, muttering ‘Yipee-kai-yay, motherfucker.’

Next, she saw a hollow skeleton that made her shiver as she saw it.

After that, she saw a man with red glowing eyes and she paled drastically. He just seemed to radiate pure evil.

Then, she saw a purple-haired girl fighting a large horde of Demons on a stage.

Next, she saw a fish waving at someone.

After that, she saw a gigantic creature with many legs and tentacles towering over a city.

And finally, she saw a man with glowing eyes and Vampire fangs.

And that was the last she saw before she and Blade fell into a breach.

Earth-1932

“OOF!”

Sara landed on the ground and rolled up. Blade smoothly landed next to her, looking around.

“What was that?” he asked.

Sara looked around her. Yeah, they were not on their Earth anymore. At that moment, the door to the shed burst open and two black men entered, both identical to each other.

“Who the fuck are you?” one of the twins, Smoke, said, drawing a 1930s style handgun.

Blade drew his own gun and aimed it. “Wrong question.”

“Oh yeah? And what’s the right one?” the other twin, Stack retorted.

“The right question is do you really want to find out how this ends?” Sara said lowly.

Everyone tensed, ready for a fight.

Earth-999, San Francisco

“Man, this place looks almost the same as our Earth.” Mordecai commented as he, Rigby, Peter Griffin, Quagmire, Cleveland and Joe walked out the airport.

“Ah, San Francisco,” Peter sighed. As he walked, he saw a trio of ragged homeless people gesturing to him with cups. “AGH! San Francisco!”

Rigby looked back confused, as Peter rejoined the group.

“So, what are we gonna do first?” Joe asked.

“I wanna see the Golden Gate Bridge.” Quagmire said.

“Now that sounds awesome.” Mordecai smirked.

“I wanna see Lombard Street.” Peter said.

“Guys, let’s get lesbian haircuts and see ‘em all!” Cleveland said excitedly.

“Lesbian what now?” Rigby choked. “He’s joking right?”

Mordecai froze. “Yeah...I don’t think he is.”

Earth-14880

Skips looked around as he, Muscle Man, Hi-Five Ghost, Rumi, Mira and Zoey were on their private jet, flying to Los Angeles.

“Haven’t been on a plane in years.” He commented.

“Really?” Mira looked over at him with a raised eyebrow. “Not once?”

“I did, once, you know, with the Wright Brothers, in 1903.”

Rumi, Mira and Zoey all whipped around to stare at him with jaws dropped.

“1903?” Zoey choked. “How old are you?”

“505 years old.” The Yeti said bluntly.

The girls’ jaws dropped at that.

“No friggin way.” Mira muttered.

Muscle Man was devouring a packet of chips, not paying attention to the conversation at all, and Hi-Five Ghost was watching the TV screen.

“Hey guys,” the ghost called. “You might want to see this.”

Everyone looked over to see a news report saying how ‘Demons’ had popped up in Seoul.

“I’ve seen this before,” Skips said seriously. “Demons from the Underworld of this universe.”

“They shouldn’t be here in large numbers.” Rumi shook her head.

“Yeah, it’s not possible.” Mira agreed.

Skips froze. “Down!”

He grabbed Rumi and Zoey and shoved them down, right as a hole was blown in the side of the plane.

“WOOH!” Muscle Man laughed as he was sucked out of the plane. Skips slowly stood up, watching as the jet began falling at a rapid speed.

“We need to jump.” He said seriously.

“Jump?!” Mira’s eyes bulged. “Are you crazy? We’ll die!”

“I’ll protect you. Just stay in my arms.” Skips said seriously.

He scooped the three girls into his arms, while Hi-Five Ghost latched himself onto the Yeti. Taking a running start, he leapt out the jet, flying through the air.

“Muscle Man, catch!” He tossed Zoey towards Muscle Man who caught her.

“I got you, little lady.” He grinned.

Skips continued plummeting towards the ground. He hurled Rumi and Zoey upwards and crashed onto the ground.

BOOM!

A massive crater formed where he had crashed. Despite that, Skips simply stood up, looking unharmed and unbothered.

Hearing screams, he looked up to see Rumi and Mira falling towards him.

“GIRLS!” the Yeti’s eyes widened in horror.

At that moment, a portal opened and a familiar person flew out of it using a jetpack. He caught Rumi and Mira, gently landing them on the ground.

“Benson?” Skips asked in shock.

Benson looked at him with a smile. “Good to see ya, Skips, was worried about you.”

“How did you find us?” he wondered.

“Pops figured out you were in another universe, so he and I plus Thomas came to find you. Looks like we showed up just in time.”

“Hearing a laugh, all looked up to see Pops using a parachute to land on the ground, holding Zoey in his arms.

Thomas the goat landed after him, Hi-Five Ghost clinging to him. Rumi and Mira looked astounded at everyone.

“You have...a talking goat and a sentient gumball machine,” Mira said dumbly. “What is happening?”

“Rumi, Mira, Zoey, these are my friends from my Earth- Benson, Pops and Thomas.” He gestured to each of them.

“Guys, these are Rumi, Mira and Zoey, they’re pop stars who also happen to hunt Demons.” Skips explained.

“Hunt demons?” Benson frowned. “Like Hell Demons?”

“The Underworld kind.” Rumi explained, getting over her shock.

“Where’s Mordecai and Rigby?” Skips asked.

“We still haven’t found them yet.” Benson sighed.

“Oh this is awesome,” Muscle Man grinned. “We’ve almost gotten the entire gang back together.”

“We still have to worry about a Demon invasion.” Mira pointed out.

Skips smiled. “Leave that to me.”

Earth-999, San Francisco

Mordecai was beginning to feel a headache come on, listening to Peter drone on and on about touring places.

Peter turned to a group of students passing by. “Kill yourselves!”

“Peter!” Quagmire snapped.

“What, it’s just a goof.” he shrugged.

“Oh my God, we’re gonna die.” Mordecai realized.

“Either that or we’ll end up killing Peter instead.” Rigby added, completely serious this time.

Mordecai heard something behind him and turned to see a man with a magnificent jaw and wearing a three-piece suit talking on the phone.

“Francine, I told you, I’ll be late to dinner.” Stan Smith said, annoyed.

“Oh boy, I swear this Earth is batshit insane.” Mordecai said to Rigby who couldn’t help but nod in agreement.

Stan hung up and turned to the pair. “Are you Mordecai and Rigby?”

“Um...yeah…” Mordecai gulped.

“My name is Stan Smith, I work for the CIA. You’re going to help me save the world.” Stan said bluntly.

The pair stared at him.

“Oh man…” Rigby groaned.

Earth-14880

Skips and Rumi walked down a street together, or skipped in Skips’ case. The pair rounded a corner and walked into a plaza.

“Benson said the Saju Boys were here.” Rumi said seriously.

“Leave them to me.” Skips said seriously.

At that moment, from the shadows came five young Korean guys that Skips instantly recognized- Mystery, Abby, Jinu, Baby and Romance.

Skips narrowed his eyes. “You picked the wrong day to piss me off.”

He flexed his muscles, making the Saju Boys chuckle.

“Cute, Rumi,” Mystery smirked. “You brought a friend.”

She scowled and was about to attack when Skips placed a hand on her shoulder, stopping her.

“Leave them to me.” He said seriously.

He stopped skipping, instead walking towards them. Smirking, Abby walked towards the Yeti, while Jinu’s eyes darted around nervously.

“Hey guys, maybe we should-”

BAM!

Skips punched Abby in the face, sending him flying and crashing through a window. Everyone looked at him in shock, Rumi included.

“Anyone else?” he asked.

Mystery and Baby charged at him and Skips back-handed the former before punching Baby in the face, breaking two of his teeth and sending him down.

Grabbing Romance by his feet, Skips swung him around before slamming him face first onto the ground, breaking part of it.

Jinu stared at him in shock, right as a portal opened behind him.

“So it’s true,” a booming voice spoke. “The immortal Yeti of Earth-712 is here.”

Skips snarled. “You must be Gwi-Ma. I’ve heard of you.”

“I’m sure you have...Walks.” Gwi-Ma, Lord of all Demonkind chuckled.

Skips snarled as he heard his original name. “I’m gonna beat the shit out of you now.”

“If.”

Skips felt an apocalpytic rage fall upon him. He lifted his hand high into the air.

“ARRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH!”

He punched the ground as hard as he could.

CRACK!

The ground began splitting in two, destroying the portal.

“W-what?!” Jinu looked horrified and even Rumi was shocked, her jaw dropped.

The ground continued splitting for miles and miles on end, until the entire continent of Europe had split in half.

Rumi stared in shock as Skips grabbed Jinu and slammed him on the ground, knocking him out.

“And that’s a wrap.” He grunted.

“Holy shit.” She breathed.

“You okay?” he turned to her.

“Never better, just...shocked.” She admitted.

“I get that, I was just pissed.” Skips shrugged.

Rumi’s phone began ringing and she took it out, answering the call. “It’s...my mom.”

Skips’ face darkened as he realized it was Celine, her mother. Oh she was going to get it now for all the pain she put Rumi through.

“Let me talk to her.” He said seriously.

Rumi looked up at him. “What? You sure?”

“I’m going to talk to her, and then we’re gonna take on the Saja Boys and Gwi-Ma,” Skips said. “One last battle. All my friends are gonna be there too.”

He grinned.

“Cause we’re all on the highway to hell.”

Chapter Text

Earth-2008

Bryce Quinlan loaded her rifle as the helicopter descended next to a small house in the middle of the Canadian wilderness. She turned to look at Davos Seaworth who looked absolutely terrified.

“First time?” she joked.

“Actually yes.” He retorted.

Axel Foley clapped a hand on Davos’ shoulder. “Relax man, I’ll show you the ropes.”

“We’re here,” Frank Castle aka The Punisher of Earth-85 reported, picking up his assault rifle. “Let’s go!”

With that, he jumped out of the helicopter and smoothly landed on the snow. Bryce was next, bunching her knees as she landed on the ground.

Axel followed her and finally Davos who landed on the ground clumsily, rolling up. Axel held out his hand and Davos gratefully accepted it.

“So what’s the play here, exactly?” Bryce asked Frank.

He cocked his gun. “We need to set up shop here.”

“You still haven’t told us exactly what we’re up against.” Davos pointed out.

Frank turned. “It’s SCP-4666 designated as The Yule Man. It comes for children, stalking them over a period of weeks until it either leaves them a ‘present’ in the form of human remains or in the more likely outcome, butchers the family and kidnaps the youngest child.”

Bryce, Axel and Davos all had looks of pure disgust and horror on their faces.

“I think I’m gonna be sick.” Bryce muttered.

“The Foundation finally found where the Yule Man’s gonna be, so we’re gonna take him out,” Frank shrugged. “You’re gonna help.”

“Fuck it, we’re in man,” Axel said. “Let’s kill this fucking thing.”

Frank smirked and walked towards the large house. The trio traded looks and followed him inside. It was large and cozy, the lights on already as the sun was beginning to set.

“Nice place.” Bryce quipped.

“How are we going to kill this Yule Man?” Davos asked.

“With good ol’ fashioned guns.” Frank said gruffly.

“I don’t know how to use a gun.”

“I’ll show you the ropes,” Bryce smirked. “It’s super simple, you aim, pull the trigger and mow the lawn.”

“Why would I mow a lawn?” Davos asked, puzzled.

Everyone stared at him blankly for a few moments before Bryce face-palmed.

“N-never mind,” she sighed. “Frank, what’s the plan here?”

“We need to set up heavy artillery around the house. MTF’s are stationed all around the area, the moment we see the Yule Man, we lure him into the house and blast that son of a bitch to pieces.” The Punisher explained.

“Yeah I can work with that.” Axel smirked.

Bryce picked up a heavy machine gun and gently laid it on the ground, facing the door.

“Who’s gonna man the gun?” she asked.

“We got an MTF guy for that,” Frank shrugged. “You and Davos will head upstairs. The kid and his parents will be in the kid’s room, you and Davos by the stairwell. Axel, I need you to man the area upstairs. The moment the Yule Man comes upstairs, you blow him to pieces. Got it?”

“Yes sir.” Bryce smirked.

Frank grimaced. “Let’s get to it.”

Earth-11089, Seoul

Do Hyun-jin faced down Art the Clown, clenching her fists.

“All right, motherfucker,” she snarled. “Let’s do this.”

She broke into a charge, leaping and punching Art in the face. She delivered a combo, punching him twice in the chest before throwing an uppercut that only snapped his head back slightly.

She punched only for Art to catch it. He gave her a grin, wrenching her arm upwards. Hyun-jin grunted in pain right as Art punched her, sending her flying across the hallway and skidding across the ground. She coughed in pain, struggling to get up.

Art slowly walked towards her as Hyun-jin got back up. She breathed slowly, cracking her neck and loosening her muscles.

Slowly, she removed her jacket and tossed it to the ground, leaving her in a plain black T-shirt. She crouched, gesturing for him to attack.

Art grinned and charged towards her. Hyun-jin dodged a strike and rolled around, grabbing Art by the waist and suplexing him onto the ground.

Before he could recover, she kneed him twice in the side before a strong punch threw her backwards. Before she could get back up, Art leapt on top of her.

He grinned mockingly before beginning to punch her repeatedly in the face, breaking her nose. She spat out some blood into his face and gave him a strong kick that knocked him off.

Hyun-jin gasped as she finally recovered and stood back up, facing Art once more as they fought.

Then Hyun-jin blocked and smacked Art back, only to get 3 strikes to her abdomen, but Hyun-jin picked her up and tossed Art down.

Art kicked Hyun-jin back and they faced each other again, Art trying to strike as Hyun-jin avoided and then blocked, before grabbing and tossing Art down again.

As she tried to hit, Art got up and they clashed more, Art kicking Hyun-jin down. But Hyun-jin got up in time and the clash continued as Hyun-jin spin kicked Art's knee, but Art pushed her back. Hyun-jin head-butted him in return and hit his chest before they clashed again.

Hyun-jin again struck and tossed Art into a corner. Art laughed, getting up as Hyun-jin charged at him, only for Art to throw a knife that she barely avoided.

Then getting up, he kicked Hyun-jin and blocked a blow before tripping her, though Hyun-jin managed to kick him back in spite of the disorientation.

She had recovered quicker than expected, and she charged as detective and demon clown clashed once more. Hyun-jin grabbed Art’s arm and tripped him, tossing him away while disarming him of the knife in his hand.

Hyun-jin and Art the Clown faced each other, Art punching as Hyun-jin backed to avoid, then tried to punch but was kicked back. Hyun-jin blocked 2 knees and strikes, and tried to elbow but Art blocked, only to get another elbow as Hyun-jin punched him back.

As Art tried to kick, Hyun-jin kicked him first and he was sent down. Hyun-jin tried to kick again as Art blocked and rolled away, getting up.

He hurled a knife that impaled Hyun-jin in the leg, making her gasp in pain. Moving close, Art punched her thrice in the face before tossing down the other side of the hallway.

Hyun-jin got back up and tried to punch only for Art to grab her in a guilotine chokehold. He threw her upwards, smashing her back into the ceiling.

Right as she fell, Art leapt and tackled her mid-fall, smashing her through the floor. The pair fell down onto the floor right below before Art picked Hyun-jin up, grabbing a fistful of her hair and making her yelp in pain.

Spinning, he tossed her, smashing her through another wall. Hyun-jin fell down, her body alight with pain as she struggled to get back up.

As she did, Art slammed a kick into her ribs, breaking two and knocking her back down. He grabbed a fistful of her hair again and began brutally punching her, bloodying her face further.

He pulled his arm back and hurled a wild haymaker and broke a tooth, causing Hyun-jin to spit a large wad of blood, while some more trickled from her mouth.

He hurled her down and Hyun-jin landed with a thud, struggling and unable to get up. Art reached underneath his outfit and drew a hammer, grabbing Hyun-jin’s hand and pinning it against a wall.

Grinning, he brought the hammer down on Hyun-jin’s index finger, breaking it. She let out a scream of agony as he finger was broken.

He brought the hammer down on her middle finger, shattering that too. Tears flowed from Hyun-jin’s eyes as she screamed in pain again.

BAM!

Art broke her ring finger, part of the bone sticking out of her hand. Finally, he slammed the hammer onto her pinky finger, effectively breaking that too.

Hyun-jin had almost passed out from the pain, her entire right hand now useless since all of her fingers except her thumb were broken.

Art slammed the hammer onto her wrist, breaking that too and making her howl in agony as she fell down once more.

Art grinned again, twirling the hammer as he prepared to further mutilate the poor woman. Groaning, she struggled to crawl way only for him to put his foot on her back, flipping her onto her back.

Through the pain and blood, she looked up at Art as he raised the hammer. She closed her eyes, mentally accepting the end.

BAM!

A punch collided with Art’s face, knocking him back. Hyun-jin’s eyes opened and she stared at her savior in surprise.

“Seok-do?” she groaned out, blood filling her mouth.

Ma Seok-do, a fellow South Korean detective, looked down at her in concern.

“You okay?” he asked in Korean, kneeling by her side.

“W-what are you...doing here?” she struggled to speak.

“I was tracking him,” Seok-do nodded his head. “There was a mass killing a few hours ago. Almost a hundred people dead. No survivors. Only two, Seong Gi-hun and one other, Yoon Ji-woo.”

Seok-do stood up and faced Art the clown, who was grinning at him. Seok-do charged at him, throwing a strong punch that knocked Art back.

He delivered several more blows, before throwing Art through a wall. The clown landed on the ground before Seok-do was on top of him, delivering a series of brutal punches to his face and chest.

Art grinned and kicked the larger man off him before he grabbed Seok-do and slammed him through another wall, knocking him down.

Seok-do avoided a blow and rammed his elbow into Art’s knee, stumbling him back right as Seok-do picked Art up and slammed him backwards through the floor, sending them both down another floor.

Art recovered first and punched Seok-do in the face before the larger man punched him thrice, once in the gut and twice in the face.

Swinging wildly, Seok-do delivered a powerful uppercut that launched Art off his feet, sending him flying and crashing through a door and into another room.

Staggering up, Seok-do charged after him but Art hit him in the side with his ballpeen hammer, making him grunt in pain.

He grabbed Art by the arm and slammed him through a glass table, shattering it. He swung Art around and crashed him through a window into the next office.

Art grabbed several shards of broken glass and hurled them into Seok-do’s face, blinding the Korean man briefly.

Art took the opportunity to charge and tackle Seok-do through a door, breaking it as the pair fell down, both getting up again as they prepared to continue fighting.

Seok-do blocked or backed before being struck in the chest. The clash continued and ducking, Art punched Seok-do’s leg, making him gasp.

Art blocked and punched him twice again in the face before Seok-do tackled Art, lifting him up and slamming him down again.

Seok-do blocked and punched Art back, only to get three strikes to his abdomen, but Seok-do picked him up and slammed Art to the ground.

Art kicked Seok-do back and they faced each other again, Art trying to strike. Seok-do avoided and then blocked, before kicking Art down again.

As he tried to hit, Art got up and they attacked more, Art knocking Seok-do down.

But Seok-do got up in time and the clash continued as Seok-do spin kicked Art in the knee, but Art pushed him back.

Seok-do head-butted him in return and elbowed him in the chest before they clashed again.

Seok-do attacked again and kicked Art back a few feet. Art grinned, getting up. Seok-do charged at him, only for Art to avoid and slam him to the ground.

Then getting up, he kicked Seok-do and blocked a blow before tripping him, though Seok-do managed to kick him back in spite of the disorientation.

Art took out a dagger and stabbed Seok-do in the arm, making him grunt in pain as he let go.

Art grabbed Seok-do by the waist and slammed him through a pillar. Seok-do threw him into another one, cracking it. Art staggered up, both ready to keep fighting.

Art leapt with punch but Seok-do blocked and slammed him into a pillar. He punched before being kneed twice.

Seok-do head-butted Art and both dragged each other across the ground. Art got the upper hand and uppercutted Seok-do as he began flying through the air.

The two battled again as Seok-do avoided a blow and punched Art back, only to be stabbed in the arm again, the pain forcing him to let go.

Seok-do roared and head-butted Art twice right as he was kicked back through the door and onto the streets of Seoul.

Art charged after him and the pair continued fighting on the streets, Seok-do slamming him onto a car and punching him hard.

Art freed himself and took out a gun. Seok-do’s eyes widened as he ducked to avoid, running behind a car.

As Art threw the gun away, Seok-do hit him with a wild haymaker that spun him the other way before he charged and rammed Art into a restaurant, people screaming and running away.

Seok-do slammed a glass into Art’s face only to get one in return, some shards cutting his face as he fell down.

Earth-2008

Bryce took several deep breaths as she waited with Davos behind a wall, her assault rifle cocked and loaded.

“So how does this work, exactly?” he asked.

“It’s like a bow- wherever you aim it, the bullets will go. But you pull this trigger and it’ll release the bullets. Exactly like Maria’s pistols but with more power.” She explained.

“Got it.” He nodded.

There was silence for a few moments until Bryce spoke. “This has been one wild ride.”

“I’m inclined to agree with you,” Davos smirked. “First Sothoryos, now this? Not even the wildest sages could have predicted this.”

“For what it’s worth, I’m glad it was with you,” she said fondly. “You’re like my dad, if my dad was actually part of my life.”

His face softened as he felt her lean her head against his shoulder. “Me too, Bryce. Like the daughter I never had.”

She was about to say something when the walkie talkie went off and Frank’s voice came through. “Be on guard, the Yule Man’s here.”

“Let’s go.” She said firmly.

Axel Foley was by the stairwell, right outside the kid’s bedroom, his machine gun ready to fire. The silence was so thick, you could slice it with a knife.

“Man, this son of a bitch is really making us wait, huh?” he muttered to himself. The door opened and the stairs creaked, the steady movement of something climbing upstairs.

Silently, Axel spoke into his walkie talkie. “Guys, the fucking Yule Man’s here, you might wanna get your asses over here, NOW!”

“Copy that, Foley, multiple MTF units are moving in,” Frank’s voice replied. “Whatever happens, do not and I repeat, DO NOT let him get into the kid’s bedroom, or he’s gone...forever.”

Axel nodded. “You got it.”

His eyes were locked dead ahead as he saw a figure move up the stairs and into view. It was a grey-skinned humanoid with long wispy hair on an otherwise bald head. Its face was long and crooked, with a long nose and long pointed fingers.

SCP-4666 aka The Yule Man made its way up the stairs, slowly moving towards the bedroom.

“Tik tock, motherfucker!”

Axel pulled the trigger and a spray of bullets erupted, smashing into the Yule Man’s chest and knocking it backwards.

“NOW!”

Bryce and Davos moved into view, open firing their guns as the bullets collectively smashed into the Yule Man, sending it crashing back down the stairs.

“Keep the kid safe!” Axel leapt down the stairs and towards the Yule Man who snarled, charging to meet him.

Axel threw a punch that knocked it backwards before ducking and tackling it through the wooden table, shattering it.

Bryce leapt down and kicked it in the chest, sending it down again.

“Keep the kid safe, you idiot!” Axel shoved her out the way, barely avoiding a claw strike that would have destroyed his face.

Ducking, Axel punched the Yule Man twice in the face and once in the chest before delivering a spinning elbow that knocked it backwards.

“Man you one ugly motherfucker.” Axel quipped right as the Yule Man shoulder-rammed him and sent him flying and slamming into a wall.

The Yule Man snarled and turned to go upstairs, but Axel grabbed its leg and pulling it back down. He leapt, delivering an elbow strike to its chest and making it snarl.

The Yule Man kicked him off right as Axel punched it again in the face. Avoiding another blow, Axel slammed it into the kitchen. He grabbed a frying pan and slammed it onto the Yule Man’s head, dazing it.

It snarled and punched him, sending him crashing into the fridge as he fell down. The Yule Man grabbed him by the shirt and slammed him upwards into the ceiling as he fell down onto the table, falling back down.

“I should have told Frank to fuck off.” He muttered as he struggled to get back up. The Yule Man lunged, aiming its claws at his face right as Axel placed a kitchen plate in the way to block.

The claws bounced off the plate and Axel smashed it into its face, making the Yule Man reel backwards. Axel slammed his boot into the Yule Man’s chest, making it crash into the stove and fall down as well.

Axel scrambled to his feet, grabbing some frying pans as he hurled one towards the Yule Man but it deflected them.

Right as it attacked, Axel blocked and threw it back into the living room where it rolled across the ground. Taking a running leap, Axel leapt and double-kicked it in the chest, knocking it back down again.

He landed on the ground with an ‘oof’ and barely rolled as claws slammed into the spot he had been a moment earlier.

Axel punched it twice in the face and then rammed it into a cabinet, making both fall down. The Yule Man roared and got back up.

“Come on, asshole, that all you got?” Axel gestured for it to come at him. The Yule Man charged and Axel ducked, punching it in the side and then palm-slammed its throat, making it stagger back.

“AXEL MOVE!”

Axel swung to see Frank at the entrance with two other MTF agents all aiming guns. His eyes widening, Axel threw himself to the ground.

Frank and agents open-fired as the windows were destroyed, hundreds of bullets slamming into the Yule Man’s chest and face, ripping it apart.

Axel slammed his hands over his ears right as the Yule Man toppled over, unmoving. Hesitantly, he removed his hands.

“He dead?” he asked.

“Sadly no,” Frank spat. “Just contained. We’ve got to get him back to Site 19 for containment.”

“You wanna contain this motherfucker?” Axel asked incredulously.

“I don’t make the rules.”

Axel stood up, his entire body on fire. “Well talk about a day.”

Earth-1926, London

Jack Reacher pulled out a pistol and fired it, destroying the Deep One that lunged at him. The creature’s head exploded, its fishy insides splattering against the wall.

“Goddamn it.” He muttered, punching another that tried to attack him.

“Go, my friend, find the bones of Red Sonja underneath here,” Conan the Barbarian shouted. “I’ll handle them.”

Nodding, Reacher broke into a run.

Earth-11089, Seoul

Ma Seok-do and Art the Clown continued to fight throughout the streets of Seoul, both hitting each other with everything they had.

Seok-do was beginning to slow down though, his body covered in blood and staining his white shirt. He was panting heavily while Art seemed to be completely fine.

As he swung, Art threw him through a building entrance and into a hotel, the Korean man crashing to the ground, groaning in pain.

Art kicked him in the ribs and he landed through another pair of doors.

“HEY!”

Art slowly turned to see another Korean man, this one wearing a green and white jumpsuit glaring at him. Art grinned.

Seong Gi-hun clenched his fists as he marched towards the demonic clown. “You killed everyone! Now I’ll kill you!”

He threw a wild punch that Art easily avoided and he back-handed Gi-hun, knocking him backwards. Seok-do tackled Art into the elevator while Gi-hun jumped after him, the trio in the elevator now.

The three continued their fight, Seok-do pushing Art against a wall and kneeing him twice in the gut. Art pushed him off and slammed Gi-hun’s head against the elevator door, dazing him. He kicked Seok-do in the ribs, knocking him back down.

Gi-hun swung and hurled a punch only for Art to dodge at the last second and the Korean man punched the wall instead, making him yell in pain as he clutched his wrist.

Art slammed his head repeatedly against the elevator wall right as the doors dinged and opened. Gi-hun fell out, his nose broken as Art hurled the broken Seok-do out and into the hallway. Seok-do was kicked and sent flying a few feet away while Art picked up Gi-hun and threw him into the ceiling where he crashed back onto the ground.

Seok-do and Gi-hun got back up at the same time and continued fighting Art, getting onto either side of him as the demon clown easily fought both of them at the same time.

He dodged a punch from Gi-hun and elbowed Seok-do in the side before uppercutting the large man. He slammed his foot into Gi-hun’s knee, shattering it.

CRACK!

Gi-hun screamed and fell down as his knee was broken. Seok-do roared and hurled a wild punch only for Art to grab his fist and twist his fingers, breaking two of them.

“ARGH!” Seok-do screamed in pain before Art kicked him in the chest, sending him crashing to the ground. Seok-do clutched his broken fingers as he struggled to get back up.

The elevator dinged again and all turned as Hyun-jin staggered out of it, her broken wrist hanging uselessly from her side.

“We’re not done yet.” She slurred. Art’s face curled into a grin as he moved to engage her. He gripped her by the front of her shirt and punched her twice before wrenching her arm to the side and forcing her to her knees.

Art punched Hyun-jin in the face, knocking her down. Gi-hun leaned against a wall, while Seok-do got back up too.

Roaring, Seok-do punched with his good hand as Art ducked and punched him twice in the face, the fight continuing down the hallway.

Art rained brutal punches into Seok-do’s face right as Gi-hun and Hyun-jin trailed behind them. Hyun-jin grabbed Art’s arm with her good hand but he back-handed her and sent her crashing into Gi-hun, the pair falling down.

Seok-do blocked and uppercutted Art, snapping his head back before Art grabbed a small pot on a nearby table and smashed it into Seok-do’s head, shattering it as he fell down, dazed.

Art looked around, smirking menacingly. At that moment, a portal opened and several people jumped out of it.

The first was a handsome young man wearing a tactical bulletproof vest with the words ‘FBI’ on the front. He drew a gun and aimed it at Art.

The second was a middle-aged man wearing a business suit, though he too had a gun in his hand. He joined the first man, aiming at Art.

The third was a woman, Iranian and dark-haired, wearing a bulletproof vest as well. She scowled. “There you are, you son of a bitch.”

Art smirked as the fourth and final person exited, a black British man wearing a white shirt and tie.

“Who...are you?” Seok-do slurred as he struggled to get back up.

“I’m Peter Sutherland, Night Agent, also with the FBI,” the first man revealed. “These are my comrades- John Reese, Sameen Shaw and Sam Clarke.”

He gestured to the man in the suit, the woman and the black man as he said that. “This son of a bitch ravaged our Earth, killed hundreds of people. Our Earth is designated Earth-210, while this Earth is designated Earth-11089.”

“Long story short, a friend of ours built a machine that can open portals between universes so we tricked this asshole here,” Shaw said, locking eyes with Art. “So we’re here to kill him.”

“You..can’t,” Seok-do barely managed to get to his feet. “He’s...too strong.”

“We’ll see about that,” Sutherland sheathed his pistol. Slowly, he walked towards Art who began backing up towards the elevator. “Come on, punk. Think you can take all of us on at the same time?”

Art pressed a button in the elevator and it closed, waving mockingly at them.

“FUCK!” Sutherland roared. “Where is he going?”

Gi-hun and Hyun-jin staggered back up, joining the others. “The kitchen,” Hyun-jin murmured as she helped Gi-hun stand with his broken leg.

Reese turned to the others. “All right, we’re gonna finish this damn fight. You stay here.”

“No,” Seok-do shook his head. “It’s time for payback, we’re going with you.”

Sutherland took off running towards a door, slamming it open as he raced down the stairs. Reese, Shaw, Clarke, Seok-do, Gi-hun and Hyun-jin followed him, the latter three much more slowly.

Sutherland kicked the door to the kitchen open as chefs and everyone inside were screaming and running out. The kitchen was perfect white, some of the stoves still on.

Sutherland undid his holster and hurled it to the ground as Art the Clown waited in the center of the room.

Reese, Shaw, Hyun-jin, Clarke, Seok-do and Gi-hun entered the kitchen, everyone slowly surrounding Art.

It was now a 7v1 fight and Art grinned, cracking his knuckles.

“Hell on Earth” by Kubo-C, P-Cho & Jay’Ed plays

Sutherland charged first, throwing a punch that Art avoided. Reese and Shaw charged together, managing to kick Art back into the counter. Art rolled and delivered a powerful kick that knocked Clarke back.

Art’s eyes began glowing crimson and his power increased. He flipped Seok-do over his shoulder and knocked him down before punching Gi-hun in his other leg, knocking him down and making him scream in pain.

Sutherland and Art began fighting, the former dodging Art’s strikes before he punched him back. Art avoided and tried to stab Sutherland with a knife but he caught it and head-butted Art, knocking him back.

Shaw leapt and landed on top of him, punching him repeatedly until Art caught her by the back of her neck and slamming her head onto the counter, dazing her as she fell down.

Clarke punched Art twice in the chest and flipped, kicking him over the counter as he landed. Clarke leapt and punched Art into a wall where Sutherland rammed his knee into him. Art slammed Sutherland against the wall, breaking a part of it as he fell down.

Catching one of Clarke’s punches, he lifted him up and threw him into Seok-do, knocking them both down.

Reese drew a knife and charged at Art, trying to stab him. He kicked Art threw a glass wall as he fell down and was upon him almost instantly.

Art rolled to avoid and punched Reese twice in the face before throwing him against a wall, making him drop the knife.

As Art scrambled towards it, Reese kicked the knife away and kneed Art in the face, sending him down. As he tried to charge, Art kicked Reese in the chest, sending him crashing into the wall and falling down.

Art got back up as Sutherland punched him twice in the face and once in the chest. Art tried to punch and Sutherland blocked with a kick, backing off.

Sutherland smashed his elbow onto the top of Art’s knee before delivering a triple-combo, smashing a punch into Art’s gut before punching him downwards in the face and finally uppercutting him and launching Art into a wall.

“COME ON!”

Sutherland charged at him again but Art avoided and stabbed Sutherland in the side with a knife, making him roar in pain.

He grabbed Sutherland by the teeth and slammed him face-first onto the floor. Hyun-jin tried to punch but Art knocked her down, punching her repeatedly in the face.

Art grabbed her arm and wrapped it around his knee, pulling backwards.

CRACK!

Art shattered Hyun-jin’s arm.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!”

She screamed in pure agony as blood erupted from the break, her bone emerging from her arm and the front part of it now completely useless.

Art grinned as he threw Hyun-jin to the ground, blood pooling around her. Sutherland slammed a pan into Art’s face, knocking him backwards, while Reese and Clarke charged at him together.

Art blocked both strikes and managed to send Reese backwards, breaking a tooth as he fell down before he slammed Clarke through a wall, as part of it crumbled down on top of him.

Seok-do tried to punch only for Art to stab him in the side with his knife, making him grunt in pain before he pinned Art against a wall, punching him with a primal fury.

“Move!”

Seok-do moved as Shaw leapt and kicked Art in the chest with both feet, knocking him back against the wall before he punched her in the gut and slammed her face repeatedly against the counter. He dragged her and began forcing her face towards the now red hot stove plate, the flames dangerously close to her face.

Shaw struggled in his grip as he continued forcing her face towards the plate. As she gritted her teeth, Clarke rammed into Art, freeing her from his grip.

“Come on, you cunt!” he snapped, punching Art thrice in the face before Art managed to kick and send him flying into the ceiling. He crashed onto the counter and fell down, dazed.

Hyun-jin had passed out from the pain and blood loss, the bone still poking out of her broken arm.

Gi-hun was panting heavily as blood pooled around his broken leg. Seok-do was barely conscious, lying in a pool of his own blood.

In the corner, Reese slowly stood back up, his white shirt stained with blood. Sutherland gripped the edge of the counter roughly as he stood up, bleeding profusely from a wound in his side.

Grunting, Sutherland ripped the knife clean from his side wound and limped towards Art, his fists raised. He swung and punched Art, only for the demon clown to give him one in return, knocking him back.

Reese tackled Art against the counter, punching him several times in the side before Art head-butted him and knocked him down once more.

Clarke threw Art across the room and he crashed to the ground, right as Sutherland charged towards him but Art kicked him in the stomach and sent him crashing into Clarke, knocking them both down.

Art got back up as he and Reese faced each other once more, both striking and punching each other. Art punched Reese’s knee, sending him down before the pair punched each other. Art sent Reese flying backwards and crashing down before Sutherland got up.

Sutherland threw a punch as Art ducked to avoid. Sutherland tried to punch again as Art blocked and punched him hard, sending him staggering away.

Sutherland then tried to knee Art but was kicked back into a wall. Art leapt but Sutherland barely ducked as the wall was shattered.

Sutherland then managed to punch Art in the face but Art grabbed his arm as he tried to punch again and flipped them both down, throwing Sutherland off.

The two got up and charged as Art lifted up Sutherland and slammed him into the wall again, shattering part of it as Sutherland groaned while Art dropped him and punched his abdomen a few times, followed by an uppercut as Sutherland spat out more blood, before ducking and waving to avoid another uppercut.

Sutherland then managed to dodge another blow and grabbing Art's arm, flipped him over his shoulder, throwing him down. He then charged at Art but was kicked away, who punched him a few times in the chest before punching his face as well, and then Sutherland punched back, staggering Art.

Art tried to punch as Sutherland ducked and elbowed Art’s face in a spin motion. The two then charged at each other again as Art picked Sutherland up and threw him into the railing, breaking some of it as Sutherland fell down, groaning in pain.

Sutherland got back up right before Art punched him in the face, knocking him down again. Reese, Shaw, Gi-hun, Seok-do, Hyun-jin and Clarke were all dazed or passed out and all grievously injured.

Art grinned menacingly as blood poured across the kitchen floor.

Chapter Text

Earth-11089, Seoul

Art the Clown grinned as he looked at Hyun-jin, Seok-do, Gi-hun, Sutherland, Reese, Shaw and Clarke all lying on the ground, broken and bleeding, and Hyun-jin was lying in a puddle of her own blood.

He walked towards Sutherland and got him in a chokehold from behind. The man weakly clawed at Art but was too weakened to fight back.

“Oi.”

The Chaos Realm

Sarah, Neo, Cameron, Bonnie and Vulkan walked through a dense rotting jungle, maggots crawling along the ground.

“Ugh.” Bonnie wrinkled her nose in disgust.

“I sense some people nearby,” Vulkan said. “And no, they’re not Daemons, they’re from another Universe as well.”

“Let’s see what’s up.” Sarah said firmly.

Earth-888, Seoul

Rick Sanchez twisted a valve on his machine as Ahri and Morty crossed their arms. 

"Who are we summoning this time?" Ahri asked.

"You'll see." Rick shrugged.

A portal opened and a young girl in a superhero uniform emerged, followed by a massive red-skinned dinosaur. 

Morty's eyes widened in horror as he and Ahri backed off.

"Who the hell are they?" Morty asked.

"Meet Moon Girl and Devil Dinosaur, from Earth-32102." Rick deadpanned.

Ahri groaned. "This is getting out of hand."

The portal fired up again and this time, a young Thai woman exited, looking around in confusion. Her body glowed golden and she aimed her palm at Rick.

"Who are you and where am I?" she demanded.

"Woah there, name's Rick Sanchez, I pulled you from your universe," Rick held up his hands. "Everyone, meet Kanya Theppitak aka Captain Marvel, she's the resident and only superhero of her Earth, designated Earth-3457."

Kanya slowly lowered her palm. "Can someone here please explain what's going on?"

Morty groaned. "Lady, you don't know the half of it!"

Earth-11089, Seoul

Art the Clown turned in shock to see the figure standing there. It was a tall man, blonde haired and wearing a loose fitting shirt, shorts and sandals, with sunglasses covering his eyes and a lollypop in his mouth. Overall, he looked like a hippie.

Art slowly pointed at the man who sighed.

“Yes, I’m Siddhartha Gautama, also known as Buddha.” The God said.

Buddha then narrowed his eyes at Art. “And you’ve been a very bad boy.”

He looked past Art to see the broken and dying Hyun-jin lying on the ground. Buddha’s features softened.

Then he looked back to glare at Art. “Now I’m gonna kill you.”

Art charged towards him and Buddha dodged, punching him in the back of the head. Art stumbled forward and swung back to attack him only for Buddha to block with his foot.

Buddha smashed his elbow into Art’s knee before slamming a blow into his gut and throwing an overhand punch that collided with Art’s face, finishing with an uppercut to the face that knocked him backwards.

“Bring it!”

Buddha picked Art up and slammed him across the kitchen, sending him flying out the hotel. Buddha calmly followed Art who got back up.

“I’m going to enjoy this.” Buddha smirked. Art charged at him and Buddha blocked a strike, back-handing him hard.

Art went flying and crashed into a car, shattering it. Buddha marched towards him and picked him up, punching him twice in the face and kneeing him in the gut.

Art tried to punch only for Buddha to duck and uppercut him, the blow launching him off his feet. As Art flew, Buddha caught him by huis foot and slammed him repeatedly on the ground, shattering the concrete.

Spinning him around, Buddha hurled the demon clown away and he crashed to the ground. Buddha planted his feet on the ground and crossed his arms, his sunglasses lowering as he watched Art get back up.

“Not so tough are you now, clown?” he called out. “You shouldn’t have hurt one of my followers.”

Art growled and charged towards Buddha-

TWHACK!

A single punch sent him flying backwards and smashing into the ground. Buddha sighed and rolled his eyes.

Art got up and began transforming, tentacles emerging from his body. Buddha raised an eyebrow in slight surprise.

“Hmmmph.” He muttered.

Buddha slowly rose into the air, the eldritch looking Art rising to meet him. Buddha cracked his neck and grinned.