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Earth 2107

The Arbiter held this world's Jason Lee Scott by throat, crushing it.

"JASON!" Tommy Oliver called out. Arbiter tanked his teammates blaster.

He stabbed Trini Kwan of this Earth in the thigh before slicing her head in half.

"TRINI!" Kimberly Ann Hart shouted in horror. Arbiter was ruthless, grabbing Zachary Taylor's power axe before slamming it down on him, crushing his skull. He avoided Billy Cranston's power lance before stabbing him in the gut.

"Oh no" Kimberly whispered in horror. Arbiter walked over her and Tommy menacingly, towering over their forms, the two of them laying down.

"The Power Rangers..." Arbiter raised his blade up high. They closed their eyes, accepting their fate. "...Are no more!" 

Arbiter brought his blade down on them, killing them both in slash.

"It would seem you haven't lost your touch, Arbiter." The Ranger Hunter turned to look at Mar Novu, the Monitor.

"Novu." Arbiter growled. The two had come across each other and the Ranger hunter utterly despised the Cosmic being. If he wasn't so dedicated to his mission of hunting Rangers, he might just kill Novu here and now but he must keep moving.

"I'm sure there is a part of you wondering why I am here." Mar Novu said carefully.

"Whatever it is, I do not care to be involved in your games, Mar Novu." Arbiter said, walking away.

"Even if involves Power Rangers?" Novu inquired. Arbiter stopped dead in his track.

'Hook, line and sinker.' Novu mused to himself.

Arbiter slowly turned to Novu. 

"I'm listening." Arbiter said neutrally.

"There is this Earth. Some of the most powerful Rangers exist on this Earth." Novu explained, showing visions of said Earth, Earth 1993.

"And why do you tell me of this?" Arbiter inquired, knowing Novu never gave out information such as this for not good reason.

"Those reasons are my own." Novu said coldly. "Do you accept this or not?"

Arbiter merely stared at Novu, his helmet not giving away anything to the Monitor.

"... Very well." Arbiter conceded, the words tasting like bile (if he remembered what it tasted like after so long) in his throat. "What is this Earth's Desgination?'

"Earth 1993."

Earth Prime, Gotham City

Bruce looked mere seconds away from having brain anuerysm.

Sitting in front of his study was one of his sons, Tim Drake, along with his Girlfriend Rose Wilson and his two one time lovers (or so he thought) lovers, Barbara Gordon and Helena Bertinelli.

It wasn't because they had informed him they're now seeing each other. Oh, he was happy for them.

What did however make him feel this way is the fact that all three were pregnant with Tim's children after their tryst with Tim three months ago on the latter's 19th birthday.

"Uh... B?" Tim asked, looking extremely nervous. Bruce said nothing.

He slowly got up and went to where he had his Alcohol for show and in the times were he desperately needed some like now.

He drank some of Bourbon, ignoring the burn in his throat.

"Tim..." Bruce said suddenly, making all four of them jump slightly. "Is this what you want?"

Tim furrowed his brows in confusion. Bruce sighed.

"Is this... the babies what you want? Do you think you're ready to be a parent? Are you ready for those responsibilities when you're very young yourself?" Bruce inquired, not against it but also not the biggest supporter.

"....Yes." Tim said after a moment.

"And you three? Are you ready to be the parents these children deserve?" Bruce asked Rose, Barbara and Helena.

Despite some hesitation, they nodded in yes.

"Alright." Bruce sighed. "I'll help in any way but we've already got out hands full with Terry and Helena along with accommodating Jacob while Dick searches for a good apartment in Bludhaven."

"Honestly, I think he should stay in Gotham instead of going back to that hell hole." Helena said.

"After all the things he's gone through in that place, I wonder if he should even be in that CIty." Barbara mused.

"We talk about it but Dick wants to go to Bludhaven but I think he should let Jacob stay here till the City has been cleaned up a bit more." Rose snorted at Bruce's admission.

"When will that hell hole ever be cleaned up?" Rose asked rhetorically.

"Still, you're going tell Selina and the others, Tim." Bruce said to his son.

"Why though?" Tim couldn't help but ask.

"Cause Selina will castrate me."

Shirai Ryu Fire Gardens

Jason was in the middle of teaching new Shirai Ryu initiates, wishing to gauge where they were in terms of skill at the Request of the Grandmaster.

"Alright. Some of you show potential, other shows prior training and others show none of that. However, you'll starting from complete scratch. For now, give me 25 push ups, sit ups, and 25 seconds plank... now." Jason said, the initiates going to as they were told.

"It would seem you're much better at teach than you give yourself credit for." Hanzo Hasashi noted, walking up next to Jason.

"Well, when I was younger, I did want to be an English teacher for young kids." Jason said with a shrug.

"In any case, your father would be proud of the man you have become, Jason." Hanzo said, placing a hand on the young man's shoulder.

"Thank you, Grandmaster." Jason said humbly.

"Call me Hanzo, Jason. You have more than earned it." Hanzo said with a smile.

Asgard, Norway

Thor landed in front of the town his people had been using for after the destruction of the Old Asgard. In front of him was King T'Challa of Wakanda and King Arthur (or Orin as his people knew him as) of Atlantis alongside their royal guard.

"King T'Challa. King Orin. I welcome you to my people's home. A shame it is not as Great as the old Asgard." Thor said the last part wishfully.

"That is alright, King Thor. After being surrounded by such high class, humble places are perhaps better suited for our talks." T'Challa said amicably.

"Follow me then." Thor led the two monarchs into his personal meeting room, his brother awaiting him there.

"Loki..." Thor trailed off, his brother laid back with his arms behind his head and legs on the table. That wasn't what bothered Thor.

No, it was Loki playing chess with an illusion of himself.

"What?" Loki asked with a slight smirk. "I got bored. You took your time, Brother."

Thor sighed while the King of Wakanda and Atlantis looked amused.

Loki dispelled the illusion of himself and the chess board.

"Better?" Loki asked with hands motioning to the now clean table.

"Significantly." Thor acquiesced. He motioned for the two monarchs to sit down.

"Now, let us discuss this alliance of ours." Arthur began.

Star City

Green Arrow avoided Onomatopoeia's side arms. The Assassin who be contracted by the remnants of the Ninth Circle to assassinate Emiko Queen, a former member of theirs.

Onomatopoeia had one of his bullets richote, hitting Oliver in the thigh.

'Fuck.' Oliver noted, feeling the muscle being torn slightly. Thankfully, it didn't nick an artery.

The Assassin was then blasted away by an exploding arrow sending him flying away.

Emiko landed next to her brother, looking over his wound.

"You alright?" Emiko asked.

"I told you to stay back at the Bunker." Oliver said through clenched teeth. 

"I know." Emiko said remorsefully. "But I didn't want you to pay for my mistakes, Ollie. You deserve better than that."

Oliver's eyes soften on his younger sister. Before he says anything, he hears Onomatopoeia reloading his guns.

"Hey, asshole!" The Assassin turned to see Peacemaker slamming into him like a human torpedo.

Onomatopoeia hit the wall of the roof hard. He hit the ground face first out cold.

Chris took of his helmet, shaking his head.

"Forgot how much that sucks." Chris tucked his helmet to his side. He walked over to Oliver and Emiko. "You good, Robin Hood?"

Oliver groaned. He was not Robin Hood...

"Denial." Emiko said in a sing songy voice, knowing exactly what her brother was thinking.

"I'm removing you and the others from my will if you keep saying that." Oliver remarked.

"Sure..." Emiko said, not believing her brother for a second.

Vigilante landed on the roof soon after.

"Hey, you good, Arrow?" Adrian asked.

"Yeah. Think he might have torn through the muscle though." Oliver said, hissing when Emiko was checking the wound.

"I'm calling Merlyn." Chris said.

"It's Rhodes now." Emiko corrected him. Chris looked at her in confusion. "Tommy decided to change his name. He did try to live but he still lived in shame at his father's actions. He wanted to start fresh with a name new and so he used his mother's maiden name, Rhodes." 

Chris nodded in understanding, calling the newly name Tommy Rhodes.

Adrian helped Emiko get Oliver up.

"I'm getting to old for this shit." Oliver grumbled.

"No, what have many of us been telling you for the past few years but, you being the stubborn mule that you are, have refused." Emiko retorted.

"Crisis is coming, Emi. After that, perhaps retirement is in order." Oliver conceded.

Xavier Mansion

Logan was in the balcony of his room, smoking a cigar in peace.

"Logan, how many times have I told you not to smoke on school grounds?" Charles Xavier inquired, wheeling into the Feral Canadian mutants room. "It leaves a bad impression on the children."

"Yeah, which is why I mostly smoke here." Logan reminded him. "What's going on Charles?"

"Merely wishing to see why you took the day off. You do have history to teach, Logan." Charles said.

"Yeah, yeah." Logan inhaled a whiff of his cigar before letting out a puff of smoke. "Who you ask to Substitute?"

"Captain Rogers was very amicable in substituting to day as was Mrs. Prince." Charles informed the Adamantium clawed mutant.

"Figures." Of course a WWII vet and fricking princess of the Amazons would have no problem teaching history.

"What is bothering you old friend?" Charles inquired.

"Nothing... just..." Logan trailed off. He closed his eyes, remembering Stryker's experiments one him. He didn't know why he was remembering them so violently now but he felt there was some damn reason for it. Even though Stryker has been dead for years.

Charles, seeing the haunted look in Logan's, decided not to press further.

"Will you be available tomorrow or might I ask Mrs. Prince and Captain Rogers to substitute you again?" Charles asked as he wheeled out of the room.

"No... I'll handle my class tomorrow though if they want to stay and help. I won't complain too much." Logan grumbled. He liked teaching itself but he hated the paper work. Any help on that front was always appreciated.

Charles nodded. He soon left Logan in his room with his thoughts.

Earth 197, Coruscant

Anakin Skywalker, Ahsoka Tano and Obi Wan Kenobi slumped down on the former's apartment living room. They had just come back from a long mission in the outer rim and helping Mandalore further consolidate it's power base after all this time.

They had given their report to the Council and had then come back straight here.

Padme Amidala and Satine Kryze entered a few moments, equally as exhausted as the Jedi.

"How was your day, Angel?" Anakin asked his wife.

"As tiring as I can imagine yours was though of a different variety." Padme replied, cuddling with Anakin.

"And the mission?" Satina inquired.

"The Black Sun and Pykes aren't going to be too much trouble. Not after we blew up their ill gotten goods and various storage facilities of its ilk." Obi Wan informed the two politicians.

"And How was yours, Padme? Senator being as Dante so eloquently put it, a bunch of finger fucking each other douche bags?" Anakin snorted with Obi Wan barely keeping it. Satine looked highly amused as did Padme though the former did have a slightly offended look.

"A vulgar yet accurate description, Ahsoka." Padme conceded.

"Hey, where's Luke?" Padme asked suddenly, looking around for her alternate son.

"He's been watching the young ones. He has a surprising amount of experiencing."

"That's cause Leia always asked me to babysit her ad Han's kids." Luke walked into the room, holding Leia in both arms while he had Luke float in the air, who looked content. "Not to mention me and my wife had a son ourselves, Ben."

"Who is your wife?" Anakin inquired, pointedly ignoring the fact he was a Grandpa before he turned 25. How fucking joyous...

"Mara Jade." Luke chuckled to himself in reembrace of the fiery red head. "One of the most stubborn and downright infuriating but also loyal and caring person you could ever have for a partner. She still does not of my current whereabouts and I suspect once she, she'll no doubt have my head on a pike."

"I know the feeling." Obi Wan said half jokingly. Satine smacked his arm lightly.

"We've got food!" Rex, Fives, Cody, Jesse, Kix, and the Bad Batch entered the room, carrying food from Dexter's diner.

"Damn, been a while since I've had food from Dexter's." Ahsoka mused, feeling her stomach growl.

"Indeed. Not the most healthy but certainly delicious." Obi Wan remarked.

"Are you sure we're allowed to eat this?" Satine gestured to the amount of greasy food.

"What do you mean? It's great stuff!" Wrecker inquired.

"It tastes good but it nowhere near the healthiest food you should eat, Wrecker." Tech pointed out.

"Eh, let him have this." Crosshairs whispered to the Smart one of the Bad Batch.

"Come on now, don't tell you're afraid of a little greasy food. Has the Duchess gotten to use to fine dining?" Obi Wan teased. A look entered Satine's eyes, one that made Obi Wan look slightly worried.

"I'll show you, dear Ben." Satine said, walking to makeshift table to accommodate all the people.

Anakin and even some of the clones made a slight gagging noise.

"That's where it came from?" Luke asked in shock.

Cybertron

Optimus was in the middle of learning how to use more effectively his new ring. He had been training the past month after receiving from the late Hal Jordan.

Hal's old friends and fellow Lanterns, Kilowog, John Stewart, Guy Gardner, Jessica Cruz, and Tomar Re were helping him.

"Got to say. For a guy who's only had the ring for a month, you sure use it like a pro." Guy remarked.

"Yeah. Makes me look bad." Jessica added.

"Your constructs may not be the most creative but they're certainly effective." Kilowog acknowledged.

"Hal Jordan would most definitely have been honored to have you as his successor." Tomar Re complimented.

"Thank you. Your kind words mean much to me. I vow to honor his legacy as best I can." Optimus said humbly.

"So you're Hal's successor?" The Green Lanterns looked to see Sinestro hovering above them, his arm cross around his chest, a hint of disdain for Optimus in his eyes.

"Thaal Sinestro of Korugar. I did not expect to see you on Cybertron." Optimus said carefully.

"When I heard Hal Jordan had been killed and his ring had found a new bearer so quickly, I thought some Human practical joke." Sinestro said, looking Optimus eye to optic. "I never thought a Cybertronian much less a Prime would wield one, let alone Hal Jordan and Abin Sur's ring." 

"The Ring choose him, Thaal. Hal died doing his duty as a Green Lantern, a duty and oath you abandon years ago." John growled.

"I merely wish to see if he is as worthy as the ring thinks he is." Sinestro said, forming a construct around his entire body. It created a giant Cybertronian around Optimus height.

Sinestro went to punch Optimus but the Prime grabbed his fist.

"Do you have any idea how many years I have fought, Sinestro?" Optimus inquired in a deadly calm voice.

Sinestro struggled great. He went to punch him again but Optimus grabbed the fist.

"I have been in battle for centuries. Fighting, killing and sometimes even torturing my fellow Cybertronians all because of my former brother in arms believe himself to be worthy of the Matrix of Leadership when he in fact was." Optimus punched a hole in Sinestro's construct.

"Hal Jordan was your friend but your lost the moment you abandon your oath and took up that yellow ring." Optimus said disgust. 

"Leave my Planet alone, Sinestro. Both Earth and Cybertron or I will show you why I was chosen as the new Green Lantern of Sector 2814." Optimus said icily.

Thaal Sinestro of Korugar feel genuine fear go down his spine.

Optimus was known for his courage, kindness and unwavering loyalty but he was also known less the moment he could inspire fear, that could feel the Sinestro Corps for decades.

Sinestro flew like a dog with his tail behind his head. 

Optimus turned around, seeing the shocked expression on his fellow Green Lanterns.

"Forgive me..."

"You're officially the greatest Lantern EVER!" Guy bellowed, much to their amusement though the others aside from Optimus did agree with his sentiment. What was basically a rookie in regards to being a Lantern made Sinestro turn back and run like a coward? That officially made him passed Kilowog's academy training.

Optimus shrugged. He was merely doing what has been chosen of him to do. Nothing more, nothing less.

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Earth 1993

Tommy Oliver walked out his house, dressed for work.

"Come on, J.J.! Can't be late for school." Tommy called for his son. 

"Coming." Down stairs came a ten year old boy who was the spitting image of his father at that age but his hair was blonde like his mother.

"Let's go, can't be late." Tommy got in his jeep, JJ going in the back while he went in the Driver's seat.

Pai Zhua Academy

Casey Rhoades watched his students in pride, seeing the learning very well his teachings, the ones he had learn from Master Mao, Master Rilla, Master Finn, and RJ.

"It would seem you have become quite the teacher, Tiger Master." Master Mao complimented, watching Pride at his old pupil's students.

"All every sometimes is a guiding hand, even if an unconventional one at times." Casey shrugged.

"Indeed they do." Master Mao Hummed in agreement.

"Why are you here Master Mao?" Case inquired with a raised eyebrow. "Your visits usually involve something grave."

"For now at least, there is nothing. All that I ask is that you keep an eye out, Casey." Master Mao said ominously before disappearing.

Casey looked worried but decided to leave that topic alone for now.

Wind Ninja Academy

Cameron 'Cam' Watanabe was thrown right in the middle of the training area in the Academy. The Arbiter towered above him.

"Give me your morpher and I will spare your life, Ranger." Arbiter monotoned.

"Sure, when hell freezes over." Cam did a kip up, bringing him eye level with the Ranger hunter.

"So be it." Arbiter brought down his sword on Cam but was blocked.

"Don't touch my friends, dude!" Dustin Brooks said, blocking his sword with his own Ninja Blade in his Yellow Ninja storm Ranger form.

Tori Hansen, Ninja Storm blue, dropped kicked Arbiter from the front, making him stagger back.

"Get the hell out of our school!" Tori growled, fully morphed.

"And the hell away from our students." Shane Clarke, Ninja Storm red, added.

"He isn't here for the students. He's here for our morphers." Cam informed.

"Give them to me and I shall leave you all in peace." Arbiter said diplomatically.

"Sorry, but we don't give out our stuff to some stranger." Dustin remarked.

"Who are you?" Shane inquired.

"I am the Arbiter. I hunt for those who wield the Morphing grid. You're all unworthy of the power you wield. Like little children." Arbiter said coldly.

"Sorry but we've got a few things before we can officially give these up." Tori said, tapping her morpher to emphasize her point.

"Then I shall take it from your corpses!" Arbiter charged at them, slamming into Dustin, who flew several feet away before landing on the large podium.

"Cam, call the others. We need backup! Lots of it from the look of things!" Shane said to the Green Samurai Ranger.

"Already sent out a distress call. They'll hopefully be here in a few." Cam informed him.

Arbiter swung his blade, making all of Tori's blaster fire miss him.

"Then give us a hand here. Helps us buy some time while the others get here!" Shane said.

"Samurai storm, ranger form. Ha!" Cam morphed into his Green Samurai ranger form. He unsheathed his samurai saber, charging and roaring at Arbiter who was pinned under Dustin's lion hammer.

He slashed across his armor but it didn't even scratch him. Arbiter growled, pushing Dustin's hammer of him before Cam by his vest right before delivering a huge slash across his chest, severely injuring him.  He front kicked Cam, making fly back and land on the ground hard.

Shane rushed him, slashing across his armor but Arbiter was not affected. He grabbed the sharp end of the blade, growling at Shane.

"oh crap..."  Arbiter did an upward vertical slice, making Shane fall back and land on the ground, moaning in pain.

"You are all unworthy." Arbiter said, noting how they weren't anywhere near as powerful as he thought they would. Not that it would have made much of a difference but... Still, there were other Rangers left to hunt. This entire Earth leaked of Morphing Grid energy.

Shane and Cam got up, groaning but standing tall.

"You thinking what I'm thinking?" Shane asked Cam.

"Let's do it." Cam removed his vest and moved the upper part of his mask.

"Battlizer mode." Shane's Battlizer soon covered him.

Arbiter inclined his head, curious to see this, particular the Battlizer. He had never seen wear one on the Earths he's visited.

'This should prove interesting.' Arbiter mused to himself. Shane roared, charging at him. He delivered a brutal punch to the Ranger hunter's mid section. 

The Arbiter actually staggered back. 

'Okay. Perhaps Novu had a point.' Arbiter noted, actually feeling a bit of pain.

"What's the matter, tired already?" Hunter and Blake Bradley, Crimson and Navy Thunder Ninja rangers, arrived, fully morphed.

"Sorry we're late, had to leave my students." Hunter said apologetically.

"Glad you're here, bro." Dustin said, patting Blake's shoulder. Despite the two wearing visors, Blake and Tori shared a tender look.

Arbiter growled, all their attention.

"Why are you doing this? The hell we ever do to you?" Blake asked.

"Because you are all unworthy of the Power you wield. You children have been given the power of gods and you all expect there to be no consequences." Arbiter said.

"But we have faced consequences!" Shane said in outrage. "We've given our blood sweat and tears for our mission, students and the people we protect. Our biggest threat is coming and we need all we can have." Shane deactivated his Battlizer.

"THUNDERSTORM CANNON!" All three win ninjas and the two Thunder ninjas combined their special weapons.

"FIRE!" A massive ball of energy, lightning crackling out of it hit the Arbiter, who roared in pain. 

BOOM!

A massive explosion followed soon after. Shane, Tori, Dustin and Cam sighed in relief, thinking they had defeated him.

"He was that bad?" Blake inquired, reading their body language.

"I think I'll be in bed from that slash of his for a week." Cam said, starting to feel it now. The Adrenaline had wore off and despite still being morphed, he did feel it very pointedly now.

They were all broken out of their stupor when Arbiter got up, walking out of the small crater, completely unharmed.

"What the fuck!?" Blake asked in shocked and even horror.

"Damn it!" Shane cursed himself.

"You have fought admirably but now, give me your morphers. Last chance, Power Rangers." He said the last part with mockery and condecesion.

"Never!" The Jungle Fury team entered the Wind Ninja academy, fully morphed.

"We got your call. Got here as soon as we could." RJ informed the Ninja rangers.

"Good cause this guy ain't going down without a fight." Hunter said to them.

"Then let's call in some reinforcements." Lili Chilman, Jungle Yellow, suggested, looking between Casey and her husband, Theo Martin.

"Spirit ranger, shark!" The spirit Ranger of the shark appeared.

"Spirit Ranger, Bat!" The Spirit Ranger of the Bat appeared.

"Spirit Ranger, elephant!" The Spirit Ranger of the Elephant.

"How's that for some backup?" RJ quipped.

"It makes no difference. You will all die." Arbiter said dismissively.

"Then how about a few more?" Carter Grayson asked. The Lightspeed Rangers drove in on their Lightspeed cycles.

Arbiter was slightly shaken, given he had never faced this many Rangers at once. And from the way they emitted Morphing Grid energy, they have much more experience than most of the Rangers and teams he's fought in the past.

He steeled himself, knowing this was a fight he might not make it completely unscathed.

"Let's get him!" Casey shouted, all of them charging at the Arbiter.

Jarrod and Camille went down, going for his legs as RJ and Dominic went for his chest. Dom slashed with his Rhino blade, with RJ adding a power up knee to it. Jarrod slashed from down under, adding some power to it while Camile slashed with her Sais. The Arbiter took several steps, trying to gain some distance.

The Lightspeed Rangers slashed him with their V lancers while Ryan Mitchell got up close with his Titanium axe. Arbiter staggered back from all these attacks but they weren't done. Casey, Theo and Lily all got up close with, pinning his arm that wielded his blade.

"Triple claw attack!" 

Boy, had he felt that. He staggered back, truly feeling his injuries now, the Grid not healing like usual.

"Transarmor cycle." Carter said, the cycle running to him.

"Mega battle blue." Chad Lee, lightspeed blue, said, the armor slowly forming around him.

"Mega battle green." Joel Rawlings, lightspeed green, said, the armor slowly forming around him.

"Jungle master mode!" Casey, Theo and Lily shouted, their Claw boosters changing their suits to a more white and slightly armored version.

"Battlizer mode, engage!" Shane commed, the said armor forming over him once more.

All of them stood in front of the Arbiter, who was actually scared. There power was far greater than he had anticipated and they had numbers, the latter he severely lacked.

"FIRE!" They all fired their attacks.

The Arbiter actually flew back, feeling utterly drained, defeated and worst of all, humiliated.

He teleported out of there, deciding to let them believe they had defeated him for now.

"Well... that wasn't so hard." Joel remarked.

"Don't get cocky yet. I get the feeling he's still out there." Theo mused.

"Either way, we need to inform the others. He may try attacking them while they're going about there routines." Carter pointed out.

"From what we just did, there's no way he'll attack anyone for now." Jarrod shook his head. "Even if he did survive, there's no way he could out of completely unscathed."

"Even still, we should inform the others. He may try dirty tactics on others." Hunter said.

"Agreed but right now, mine, Dustin and Shane's priorities are our students." Tori said.

"Same, I need to head back to mine. Blake?" Hunter looked at his brother.

"Yeah man, of course. I'll pass on them message." Blake said in agreement.

"I'll send messages out there as well, inform them too keep an eye out." Cam added.

"I'll have to speak with Tommy and his team." Carter said.

"Which one?" Dom inquired.

"The first one, Dom. Don't forget, no one person could ever lead all of us into battle so all six of them are the defacto leaders in Crisis such as these." RJ reminded them.

"Still think they should have a seventh member. Made sure they never have a deadlock." Lily said.

"Agreed. Indecision, even for a few moments, could have catastrophic consequences." Camile noted in agreement.

"Alright everyone, disperse and let's get to work." Carter said, taking charged. Everyone did as followed.

Mariner Bay, Later...

"So you're telling me there's a Ranger hunter out there and it took three teams to even make him retreat and he's still not dead?" Zack summarized from Carter's laptop, his team there on video call,  what Carter had just informed him.

"That about sums it up." Zack groaned, feeling a headache coming.

"We've already had Cam and Blake inform the others. Just wanted to make sure you guys knew the situation in detail." Carter said.

"And we appreciate that Carter. We'll keep in touch." Carter nodded, knowing it was a dismissal so that they may speak alone. He disconnected from the call. 

He slumped down on his chair.

"Daddy?" Carter turned to see his youngest daughter with his wife Dana, Allison, look at him with wide and innocent eyes. "Everything okay?"

"Yeah, everything's fine, sweetheart. Daddy's just a bit tired from work." Carter checked his watch. "Mom should be back home in a few along with Uncle Ryan and Sean. How you feeling?"

Sean, his eldest, was out with his uncle for the day, the two having wanting to spend more time together. Allison hadn't due to not feeling so well.

"A bit better." Allison rubbed her eyes, trying to stave off any sleepiness.

"Hey, how about I read you a bed time story?" Carter suggested with a smile. Allison, smiling. Carter grabbed his daughter, carrying her to her room.

"I still think we should inform them, man. They should know incase this Arbiter decides to expand to killing our allies." Zack argued.

"We can't cause anymore panic than necessary, Zack. Besides, this a Ranger matter. We can handle this." Tommy said amicably, trying his best to stay silent after having locked the doors of his Room. Thankfully, he had a free period right now.

"Still, they should know." Billy said slowly.

"Alright, we'll inform them about the situation but that we have it handled for now." Jason said, seeing Tommy about to argue back.

"...Fine." Tommy acquisced.

"Guess I'll be the one to do it." Trini sighed, logging off, the others following soon after. Tommy slumped down on his chair.

He check the clock. He still had 10 minutes before his next class. Might as well correct some papers.

Earth Prime, Watchtower

Clark and Steve stood on the Watchtower, taking what Trini Kawn has informed them off.

"I see." Clark said slowly. "Are you sure you don't need any help? We'll be there in mere moments." 

"We're sure, Clark but thank you. If we do need your help, we'll call." Trini said, end the call from her line.

"Well... here I thought we might enjoy some peace quiet." Clark said after several beats of silence.

"When have our lives ever been like that, Clark?" Steve asked knowingly.

"True but here I thought the universe might give us a bone, you know?" Clark shrugged.

"Well, hope we don't have to deal with too much."

Tokyo, Japan

Slade, in his Deathstroke gear, cut across the chest of the man he had hanging by the ceiling by his arms, torturing the Yakuza for information.

"Where is he, Sanada? Where's Jackal?" Slade asked, glaring at the Yakuza hit man.

"I don't know where he is. No one has. Last we all heard he was in prison. By your hands no less." Slade punched him in the stomach hard. Hanada keeled slightly over in pain.

"Don't make me ask twice, Sanada." Slade threatened, bring his sword close to his family jewels. Sanada's eyes widen while Slade smirked.

"You wouldn't..." Sanada trailed off, seeing the glint in Slade's eye behind the mask.

"Where. is. Jackal?" Slade growled.

"I don't believe he'll be of much help Mister Wilson." Slade turned to see Winston, wearing one of his usual suits.

"What are you doing here?" Slade asked, turning around to properly see Winston.

"To merely offer you some assistance." Winston said, going to the bar to see what he could make to drink.

"Why? Those under the High Table don't come to use unless you need something." Slade said.

"Except I am merely repaying a debt." Winston, finding a good bottle of Bourbon.

Slade, seeing this conversation was veering off into private territory, knocked out Sanada, giving him and Winston some privacy.

"Is this about Mr. Wick?" Slade asked knowingly.

"Very astute, Mr. Wilson. Seems your lack of depth perception rumor is unfounded." Winston said, taking a sip of his glass.

"Why? Why does John mean so much to you?" Slade inquired.

"I had a daughter once." Winston said, shocking Slade. "The light of my life. The last thing I had to my dearly departed wife. I tried my damn hardest to keep her safe from this life but she was just as stubborn as both me and her mother were." Winston looked fond and even wistful for a moment.

"One day, a man walked into my hotel. My daughter was covering for Charon as he was unfortunately unwell that day. I saw from a distance and I could see it, just barely a hint of a spark between the two. That man... is Baba Yaga himself." Winston informed the former Mercenary.

"I had realized soon after as they interacted more and more frequently that they were in love. I was at first against it but when someone had tried to assassinate my daughter in a bar, John killed all three of them with a pencil. A fucking. pencil." Winston said. Slade's eye widen, realizing the reason of John's very feared feat of killing three men in a bar with a pencil. "It was in that moment I had realized there was no one better to protect the person I cared about more than life itself. Soon, I saw Jonathan as the son I had never had. John completed his impossible task with the help of Santino D'Antonio, which I had not known at the time and retired soon after. However, three years later, she was diagnoses with a terminal illness. I payed for any and all procedures that could help her but it wasn't enough. My baby girl died a few years later, John at her side while I drowned myself in work. I didn't even go to her funeral."

"Why are you telling me all of this?" Slade asked, feeling sympathy for the Underworld Hotel Manager.

Winston wiped his face with his Handkerchief.

"Because I wish for too understand, Mr. Wilson on why I am informing you of this." Winston said, composing himself. "And to advise you from father to another, do what you must for your child. Regardless of the consequences." Winston gave Slade a napkin.

Slade opened the napkin, seeing the address. He looked at Winston in wide eyed shock.

"Horse shit." Slade muttered.

"Afraid not. He's here in this location from what intel has informed me of. Along with a believed to be dead Colonel William Stryker." Winston said.

"Fuck..." Slade cursed, realizing this was not going to make Logan happy at all. The X-Men in general but Logan had a serious grudge with Stryker for obvious reason once you learn to meet the man. Kurt Wagner and Erik Lensherr most certainly had their grievances with the man but Logan trumped them all.

"Where did you get this?" Slade asked before mentally facepalming at his dumb question.

"I have been in this world for decades, Mister Wilson and have many who owe me favor and/or are good acquaintances." Winston said, his lips twitching upwards in amusement.

"Thank you, Winston. From parent to another." Slade said. Winston nodded, leaving the heavily ruined bar.

Slade looked at the address once again before deciding to head back to his hotel room.

"Find anything?" Talia asked, walking out of the shower. She had just returned from having checked her old contacts in Tokyo and they had nothing. She wore nothing but a towel wrapped around her body, protecting her modesty.

"The Continental Hotel's manager from New York, Winston, found me and gave me this." Slade said, giving her the napkin. He began strip of his armor and head to the shower himself.

Talia looked at the address in shock.

"Is this for real?" Talia asked her lover.

"Yup. I don't know whether he's an idiot, a genius or both." Slade said, turning the shower head and stepping in.

"Both. Definitely both." Talia said.

"Speaking off, apparently a Colonel William Stryker is alive." Slade informed her.

"Damn..." Talia said, realizing how bad this situation was getting.

"Yup." Slade stepped our of the shower, drying of and wrapping himself in only a towel around his lower half.

He sat down on the bed, looking weary.

Talia wrapped her arms from behind his back.

"What is troubling you, beloved?" Talia asked. Slade couldn't help but chuckle slightly at the nick name he had been give by Talia.

"I... I failed my son. Grant hates me and yet he wants to be me. Be Deathstroke. He sees the monster I was and sees that as his father, not the real me." Slade somberly.

"Then show him who you truly are, Slade. Do not let the monster you were under the Mirakuru define who you are." Talia said, speaking from experience in regards to her suffering from the Lazarus pit and hurting her children horrendously.

Slade turned slightly to look at her. The room felt growing hotter by the moment.

The two embraced, Slade and Talia kissing passionately, growing more and more heated.

Talia's towel fell of, making naked as the day she was born.

Slade's towel soon fell as he pinned her underneath, the two then spending the next hour making love.

Star City, one day later

Oliver walked into his office at Queen Consolidated, knowing he had quite some work to catch up on.

"Hey kid." Oliver shouldn't have been surprised and yet he still was, jumping slightly at Slade standing right behind him, wearing more casual clothes.

"Slade." Oliver greeted his brother in arms. "How's your search going? Find any leads?"

"Yeah and I need some help. He's on Alkali lake but that's not the problem." Slade said grimly.

"What is it?" Oliver inquired, feeling dread pooling right under his stomach.

"William Stryker is alive and in cahoots with Grant." Slade informed the Archer grimly.

"Shit." Oliver cursed, realizing how Logan was going to react.

Xavier Mansion, three hours later...

Logan slashed across all the training drones, roaring in rage.

"How long has been like this?" Kurt inquired, wincing slightly at Logan's growl.

"An hour or so. I get the feeling he's going to keep going for more than few hours if his healing factor is anything to go by." Hank McCoy noted.

"I shall give him another hour before I calm him down. I believe he needs this." Charles said, seeing small flashes of Logan's memories during his team X and later the Weapon X program.

Logan took a moment to stop, shaking his head off from the flashbacks.

"Oh dear god..." Charles trailed off in horror. He used his telepathy to make Logan go to sleep, putting him a sleep state with only good memories.

"Jesus, he's a mess." Scott muttered.

"Don't, Scott. He been through a lot. More than any of us combined." Ororo said in defense of Logan.

"I'm not ostracizing him. I feel bad for the guy, if anything." Scott amended.

"Take him to his room. I'll check on him once he wakes up." Charles said. Scott and Hank took the Feral mutant back to his room.

"Dear lord, what are we going to do about you Logan?"

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Unknown Location

Mar Novu watched as the Arbiter’s wounds slowly healed. He hadn’t been prepared for the fact the Rangers could defeat him so readily. It seems their power coupled with their decades long experience in some cases had given the advantage along with their numbers and proper coordination.

Perhaps extreme measures should be taken…

Arbiter meanwhile was absolutely livid but kept a lid on it as best he could. Most Rangers he had fought were either young, having only been at this for a few months, maybe a few years and were in groups while the older Rangers were usually solo acts.

However, it seems they were much powerful and experienced than any of the Rangers he had faced and had far greater numbers. He knew that the ones he fought weren’t the only Rangers. Their Earth reeked of far too much Morphing Grid energy for them to be the only ones.

Meaning they could regroup and should he ever face them again, could defeat him in combat.

He inwardly shuttered. After so many years, he had lost time for how long he had been doing this and never once considered the possibility of death. Even when faced with alternate versions of Drakkon and Ninjor, he was always completely fearless in their faces.

But now… his wounds were a clear sign that he could be killed by these Rangers.

“I’ve been… defeated.” Arbiter muttered weakly.

“Indeed you have. Perhaps the Morphing Grid had chosen poorly.” Mar Novu said coolly.

“Watch your tone, Novu.” Arbiter growled.

“Or what? You cannot harm me, Arbiter. You are far too injured.” The Monitor pointed out.

As much as Arbiter wanted nothing more than to kill Novu and move on, he knew he had to defeat these Rangers. Perhaps they were good now but after Drakkon, he believed every single Ranger had the possibility to fall and to prevent that fall, they must either be stripped of their power or be…

Eliminated.

“However, there is one who could help your quest against these Rangers.” The Monitor said carefully.

“Who?” Arbiter inquired.

“One is similar to you. His mission is to eradicate all Gods similar to how you wish to end all Power Rangers.” Novu showed him flashes of said warrior, his brutality and the raw power he wielded shocked Arbiter.

“Who is this warrior?” Arbiter inquired, feeling genuinely curious.

“He is known as Gorr The God Butcher.”

Asgard, Norway

Thor walked into his and his wife’s (he felt weird but in a good way finally calling her that), seeing a crib on her side of the bed.

He smiled, going to see what his newborn daughter was fussing about.

“Come here, little one.” Thor picked up his daughter, smiling at her.

She finally stopped fussing, looking up at her father with wide eyes.

“Seems you are her favorite.” Lady Sif entered their room, smiling at them.

“Aye.” Thor said, not taking his eyes off her. He held out his finger for her, which she took an odd interest to.

Sif studied her husband, seeing the genuine joy and happiness in his expression but also a hidden anxiety and dare she say, fear.

“Are you alright, my love?” Sif asked her husband.

“Yes…” Thor said, looking fake cheerily though Sif saw through it. “No… not in particular.”

“Why? The meeting between King T’Challa of Wakanda and King Orin of Atlantis went well did it not?” Sif inquired.

“It is not that, lady Sif.” Thor said, sitting down on their bed, their daughter still in his arms.

Lady Sif sat next to him, a soft and tender look on her face.

“I… ever since our daughter was born, I have been thinking on how my father raised me. Me and Loki.” Thor said, not tearing his eyes off his daughter. “He… he failed in so many ways with us. He never told Loki of his Jotun heritage or the fact he was adopted and never truly curbed my impulses of bloodlust and battle until I had nearly caused a fragile truce with Jotunheim to splinter and reignite an old war.”

“What are you trying to see, Thor?” Sif inquired.

“That I cannot fall into the same trappings as my father did with myself, Loki and… Hela.” The Sister he never truly knew. Her name still left a bitter taste in his mouth. After all, she was the reason the old Asgard was destroyed.

“Thor, I known for most of my life, which is dozens longer than almost any mortal we have met and befriended. I know that only you are a good king but also a good man. You’ll be a good father, Thor. Possibly a better than I will be a mother.” Sif admitted.

“What do you mean? You’ve been a great mother, already.” Thor argued.

“But what of when she grows older? When she starts to no longer need us, need me as much.” Sif said. Thor wrapped around Sif, pulling her close.

“If there is one thing I know, is that in many ways, we’ll always need our parents. Perhaps not as much as when was young but every so often, we all need that little bit of parental love and adoration to remind us of who we are. Odin was far from perfect but I know he loved me and Loki, even if he never truly articulated it properly to us and was responsible for the monster Hela became.” Thor said.

“I still mourn my mother to this day and every so often, I wish she was here. To simply stroke my hair as she assured me that sometimes, one fails but that makes just like everyone else. We may be royalty but we’re still people who make mistakes and are flawed. Look at our mortal allies, our friends. Despite the fact some of them can die so easily but many of the opponents they face, they still decided to stand their ground and say, ‘we stand against evil no matter the cost’.

Sif took a moment to absorb all of Thor’s words.

“She will always need us. Not to hold her hand when things are difficult but for simple reassurance than every child sometimes needs from their parent.” Thor finished.

Their daughter gurgled, earning her parents’ attention.

“I believe I have the name for her.” Sif said after a moment.

“Which is?” Thor asked, curious to know.

“Torrun. Strong and just like her father.” Sif said, taking the newly dubbed Torrun from Thor.

Thor smiled. While he had considered naming her after his mother, Frigga, perhaps Torrun was a better name. Besides, they could always have more children.

“Aye. Torrun it is.”

Wakanda

T’Challa walked through the halls of his sister’s personal laboratory.

The Dora Milage greeted him with their Wakanda Forever pose, which T’Challa always greeted back with.

“Little sister, how is your progress today?” T’Challa inquired.

“Slow. Today it would seem it is not a good day for me.” Shuri sighed.

“And our… guest?” T’Challa asked carefully. Shuri scowled.

“He is… recovering.” Shuri said neutrally, keeping the venom from her voice.

T’Challa noted this but said nothing. He merely nodded in thanks.

“Is he conscious?” T’Challa asked carefully after a moment.

Shuri checked the Monitoring system from her wrist computer.

“He’s about to be.” Shuri noted.

T’Challa looked at sister.

“Why are you doing this? You know what that outsider, that monster has done? Zuri is dead and countless died as well for his bloodlust.” Shuri argued with her brother.

“With what is coming little sister, I believe we need all the help we can get. After all, King Orin has revealed he has freed his brother from prison while Green Lantern John Stewart has informed that the Sinestro Corps and Red Lanterns corps are our allies for the coming Crisis. How is this any different?” T’Chall pointed out.

Shuri let out groan frustration.

T’Challa placed a hand on his sister’s shoulder.

“He may be an ally out of necessity but he will not be nothing more than that.” T’Challa said, doing his best to placate his sister.

“I hope he does not betray us, brother.” Shuri said reluctantly.

T’Challa said nothing, merely walking over to where his sister’s patient was.

Erik Stevens, codename Kilmonger, groaned as he woke up.

He looked around, seeing in some Wakanda hospital, lab or something.

“Do no push yourself.” He heard his cousin caution him.

“The hell am I doing here?” Erik asked, his voice slurred.

“You have been in cryo ever since our last battle and your untimely… demise.” T’Challa said carefully.

Erik looked at his cousin, studying him for any sign of deception. He found none.

“What year is it?” Erik asked after a moment, straightening a bit.

“Late November 2021. You’ve been in Cryo for five years, Erik.” T’Challa informed him.

Erik internally reeled back in shock. Five years!?

“The hell you put me on ice!? What you need me for!?” Erik inquired.

“I had hope that I could… redeem and wished to find the proper time but those plans no longer matter.” T’Challa said grimly.

“What do you mean those plans no longer matter, couz?” Erik asked, seeing the grim look on T’Challa’s face.

“There is a Crisis coming, N’Jobu. A Crisis of which the likes this and countless worlds, countless different Earths will face complete and total anhilation.” T”Challa informed him of the severe situation.

Erik reeled back in shock as much as he could in shock and horror.

“The Multiverse theory is true?” Erik asked, noting T’Challa’s wording.

“Indeed. Depending on how you interact with the others, you will be given more information but this all you shall have for now.” T’Challa said, a severe and dark look on his face. “You may be of my blood and while you have faced great tragedy, you were planning to commit murder on a nearly global scale. This is me giving one chance to redeem yourself even if only to an extent. However, should you betray any of us, I will not hesitate to end your life quickly. I may have shown you mercy for respect of my uncle and your tragedy but that Mercy died with Zuri.”

Erik looked at the serious and genuine look on his cousin’s face.

His lips twitched upward.

“Seems you’ve got the Ruthless king shtick down.” Erik noted idly.

“I do what I must for the good of Wakanda and my people, something you as king would have failed severely at.” T’Challa said pointedly.

Erik huffed but said nothing, knowing he had no defense.

“What else has happened?” Erik asked after several beats of silence.

T’Challa then went on to elaborate on some of the changes that has happened to the world, such as Wakanda revealing itself.

New York

The TMNT stood in the shadows of the Dockyard, knowing there was a shipping of ‘product’ (which was a different of saying people).

All of them were either mutants or Metahumans with their genes recently activated.

Soon enough, Moon Knight landed next to them.

“You’re late.” Raph noted.

“Steven had a dozen board meetings with Oscorp. Got held up.” Marc shrugged.

“Hey, where’s Daredevil and Black Sky?” Leo inquired.

“Not going out for the night. Kid got sick and Matt has a very important law suit in court tomorrow.” Marc informed them.

“And the other Defenders?” Raph asked.

“Frank’s been trying to keep Beth and her son off grid, Danny’s in Diego Garcia with Shang Chi, Jessica and Luke are trying to keep idiots out from Cage’s bar and Peter and Felicia are dealing with Gwen’s pregnancy and like Jackson, Benji’s sick.” Marc explained.

“Seems their lives are getting hectic.” Mikey whistled.

“Hey, what about Casey, April and Karai?” Marc wondered.

“Casey and April are apparently expecting their first child and Karai’s been rebuilding the Foot under the League of Assassins.” Donatello informed the Fist of Khonshu.

“Guess we’re all getting old.” Marc mused.

“Doesn’t mean we’re still can’t kick some ass.” Mikey said with a grin.

“Let’s put that to the test.” Marc said with a grin.

All five of them jumped, shadows protecting the travelers of the night.

Hell

“NOO!” Malcolm Merlyn, Jack Napier, Norman Osborn and Bane screamed in pain, feeling their skin being pulled inch by inch.

Spawn grinned underneath his mask. These sons of bitches should have died years ago and he will make them pay for many of their crimes.

Joker got it the absolute worse. He made sure it was agonizingly slow, feeling every inch of it.

He hated scumbags but he absolutely despised people who murdered children. Joker had blown up an entire school and later severely beat Jason Todd before blowing him in Ethiopia.

Yeah, he was enjoy his job a little too much.

“Well, at least Merlyn here isn’t a pathetic shelf of his former unlike certain some ones wrote him as.” Wade Wilson, wearing his usual Deadpool suit, remarked. "Bane's mostly been a badass though some adaptions forget he does have a keen tactical mind. Joker's been milked so dry it's not even milk coming out. Norman's the only who's mostly been left clean. Well... as clean as a supervillain of his caliber."

Spawn sighed in annoyance but decided to let him slide. For now at least…

“Seem you’re doing a marvelous job taking over my old one.” Lucifer Morningstar remarked, wearing his usual blue, two piece suit. He looked at the five in particular being tortured. “Thought you’d be torturing your old boss?”

“Got bored.” Spawn shrugged. “What do you want Lucifer?”

“To merely see if one Eobard Thawne and Shang Tsung are still in their cells.” Lucifer said bluntly.

Spawn furrowed his brows but said nothing.

The three (Wade had tagged along) walked towards the Evil Speedster and Sorcerous snake’ cells.

When they arrived, they saw they were empty.

“Where are they!?” Lucifer asked.

Spawn grabbed the Demon standing guard by the throat.

“Why was I not informed of this? I specifically ordered that if any of the most dangerous supervillains escaped, I would be informed!” Spawn growled.

“We… we didn’t!” The Demon said between breaths. Spawn let the poor demon go, who ran out of there.

Lucifer ran a hand through his hair in frustration.

“Dad Damn it.” Lucifer cursed.

“This is not good.” Wade said the obvious.

“No shit. Thawne and Shang Tsung are messes on their own but together, it’s a fucking disaster.” Spawn said severely.

“Indeed. Keep searching for them. Should your look not bear fruit till the end of the year, we will inform the others of this development.” Lucifer said.

“Fair enough.” Spawn acquiesced.

“I wonder where they could be, right HRwriter897?” Wade inquired, looking at the screen.

Spawn growled in annoyance while Lucifer looked a tiny bit amused.

Xavier Mansion

Logan awoke, feeling a bit slurred though he quickly recovered his movement.

“How are you feeling?” He turned to see Dante of all people there, who was nursing what looked to be a fresh cup of coffee.

“I think you the answer, Bub.” Logan said simply.

Dante said nothing, merely adding sugar to the coffee. He got up and walked up to the feral Mutant, handing the coffee over to him.

“Thanks.” Logan said under his breath.

“Let me guess, you went through the old rage where you thought someone who made your life complete shit was dead but surprise, fucko, he’s alive.” Dante said.

“What the fuck is your point, Dante?” Logan growled.

“Try not to let it out on those who don’t deserve it. Keep it in till you use the bastards who truly deserve it.” Dante said soberly.

“The fuck is you think I do?” Logan asked sardonically. He got up, walking over to his window. “I’m the best there is at what I do, Dante. But what I do… isn’t very nice.”

“You think I’m not in the same boat, Logan?” Dante asked rhetorically.

Logan looked back at the demon hunter, a look of understanding passing between the two.

“You good for the raid happening at Alkali lake?” Dante asked carefully.

“Yeah. I’m good.” Logan said honestly.

“Good.” Dante got up, knocking some imaginary dust off his classic red leather duster and left Logan alone in his room, contemplating.

Nanda Parbat

Slade went in for numerous strikes one Lady Shiva, which she parried expertly before locking him a choke hold.

“I… I yield.” Slade conceded and the Martial Artist let the former Mercenary go.

“You’re sloppy, Wilson. Your moves uncoordinated. Like a child lashing out.” Sandra Wu-San noted.

“Try having your child be working with a psycho colonel who just so happens to be responsible for implementing the Adamantium in the fucking Wolverine’s bones and having him lose his memories for decades.” Slade listed of miserably. “Oh, and let’s not forget all my vicious crimes against the Kid and my children under the Mirakuru. Am I missing something here, Sandra?”

Shiva said nothing, a blank and neutral look on her face.

“Right. Forgot I was talking to the Might Lady Shiva.” Slade said under his breath.

“You have made many horrendous actions, even outside of the Mirakuru’s influence.” Sandra said bluntly.

“No shit.” Slade snorted derisively.

“Then try and actually owning up to them and do something. Try and save your son from himself or imprison him, it does not matter. Do something about it, Wilson.” Sandra said, ignoring Slade’s comment.

“…” Slade said nothing, merely looking down. He soon looked up, a grateful look on his features.

Sandra said nothing, merely inclining her head slightly.

“Oh and Sandra” Slade said right as he was about to leave, turning to look at the Deadliest Person (without powers) on the planet. “Don’t wait till it’s too late. Give that Thomas Jr. guy a chance. A real one. Might surprise you.”

Sandra’s eyes soften only slightly but Slade could tell, internally smiling at that.

Perhaps even the Mighty Lady Shiva could find peace…

Star City

“How fucking joyous.” Oliver said. “Guess I need to take care of my nephew then.” He went to his Weapons rack in the Bunker.

“Who said you were allowed to be on the field?” Tommy asked, not looking from where he was helping stitching up a bad cut on Emiko’s arm.

“I did.” Oliver said without missing a beat. Tommy rolled his eyes.

‘I swear, he’s more stubborn than a Damn mule.’ Tommy mused to himself. He finished up Emiko’s stitch before removing his medical gloves, looking at his oldest friend.

“How does your leg feel?” Tommy asked, deciding not to fight him.

“It feels fine. A bit sore but I have been through a lot worse.” Oliver said honestly.

“How well can you fight?” Tommy inquired.

“As well as needed.” Oliver said, turning to look at his approaching friend.

“In that case…” Tommy grabbed something from his pocket and threw it at Oliver.

“That’s some pain pills. Take two before the fighting begins.” Tommy said. Seeing Oliver’s mouth opening to protest, he elaborated. “No, they won’t make you dizzy or make you lose your concentration. Just help you deal with any flares of pain you may feel.” Oliver smiled at his old friend.

“Thank you, Tommy.”

“What are friends for? Especially when you’re more stubborn than nearly everyone in the Super community.” Tommy grumbled the last part under his breath.

“I heard that.” Oliver said, pointing accusing finger at his friend.

“Just saying. You’re still in denial you are Robin Hood, Ollie.” Tommy said, smirking at the disgruntled look on his oldest friend.

“I. Am. Not. Robin. Hood.” Oliver said, sounding almost childlike.

“Denial!” Tommy and Emiko echoed in a sing songy voice.

“I hate you both.” Oliver grumbled, make them both chuckle.

Gotham City

Tim sat in front of his mother (she’s been more of a mother than Janet Drake, sue him), looking slightly nervous at her reaction.

Dick looked sympathetic at Tim while Jason was just laughing like a mad man, his legs flailing on the couch the two sat on.

Duke, Athanasia, Damian, Tallant, Harper, Cullen Jean, and Michael were gob smacked, laying on various couches and chairs.

Steph felt a tiny part of herself die just a little but she felt happy for Tim despite everything.

Cass merely smiled, patting Tim on the arm.

Thomas and Martha looked slightly piqued at the fact they were great grandparents three times over.

Thomas Jr. face palmed at his nephew’s revelation.

Bruce actually fidgeted next to Selina despite holding Helena while Alfred stood right behind them holding Terry.

Alfred’s eyes widen in shock as well.

“So… yeah.” Tim said lamely, Barbara and Helena smiling in support while Rose did but to a lesser extent, all three on the same couch as Tim.

Selina took a deep breath, all the young ones and the men tensing slightly.

“I’m… a grandma? Before I turn 50? Again?” Selina said slowly.

Tim gulped, looking terrified.

“Thankfully, out of all the children, you’re the most competent in terms of order and for the most taking care of yourself.” Selina said.

Despite not being questions, Tim nodded along at the former Cat Burglar was saying.

“However…” She turned to look at all the other kids, grown up or otherwise, with a severe look, who all gulped at the look on her face. “I better not have another till Terry and Helena are at the very least five years and you are married to your partner.”

“Okay…” They all trailed off, sighing slightly.

“Well, time to hit the baby maker with Artemis.” Jason said with a grin. Everyone outside of Bruce, Alfred and Selina facepalmed at Jason’s carelessness, the former sent him a look that screamed ‘Are your stupid or suicidal?’

“JASON PETER TODD, YOU WILL NOT EVEN THINK OF SUCH A THING!” Selina screamed, grabbing the collar of his jacket, glaring absolutely death at him.

“Yes, mom.” Jason said weakly. Let him go, making fall on the floor, butt first.

“Well… at least Jacob will have some younger cousins to play with when they’re older.” Dick said after a moment.

“Don’t forget Terry and Helena as their uncles.” Jean remarked.

“Honestly, our family lines would be even more messed up if one of us date one of our nieces.” Duke remarked.

Some gagged at that notion.

“Gross!” Damian said, feeling as if he just bathed in slime.

“Still, wouldn’t be surprised if any of had in an alternate Earth.” Tallant shrugged. At the looks of Bruce, Thomas, Martha, Dick, Tim, Jason and Thomas Jr shifted uncomfortably in their seats.

“Is… is it hot in here?” Dick said, tugging at his shirt.

Some of the ones who weren’t in the know looked wide eyed at them.

“THERE IS!?” Most of them exclaimed in shock.

The ones in the know sighed, knowing this was going to be an interesting story to say the least…

Alkali Lake

“And how is her training progressing so far, Mr. Wolfman?” Colonel Stryker inquired, dismissing X-23.

“She has much potential and the previous teachers weren’t bad, judging by how well she’s fared so far but she needs some more refinement. I said I needed say five months and while I could still meet that deadline, further training would not be detrimental.” Jackal informed him.

“Very well. Four months and she will be ready. However, I have… hired another expert to help further along her training and provide a little security.” Stryker said slowly.

“Depending on how you chose, I may just be insulted.” Jackal quipped. Stryker chuckled lightly.

A moment, a tall, very well built man, walked into the room, a Captain America like shield and a sword on his back along with other weapons such as guns and knives all around his body. He wore bulky yet light protective suit with bits of orange but was mostly dark grey and blue.

“Meet Tony Masters. Codename Taskmaster. Former SHIELD agent who went off the grid after a mission where he found an experimental super soldier serum. He gave him enhanced strength, speed, durability and agility but his mind became a living computer in regards to his combat prowess.” Stryker explained Jackal in regards to the Mercenary.

“Well, nice to meet a fellow super soldier in the same business.” Jackal mused.

“Especially the son of Deathstroke of himself.” Masters said, a professional respect between the two.

“Well, seems you two are getting along quite well.” Stryker remarked. “No, let us double security and show you around the base, Mr. Masters.”

Somewhere in the Galaxy

The Monitor and the Arbiter stepped out of the breach, seeing the great cosmos.

“It’s beautiful.” Arbiter said, looking at the endless space.

“Indeed it is.” Mar Novu said before getting back on track. “Come. We must find Gorr.”

“No need to find me.” Behind them, landed a tall, alien creature with two appendages behind from his head, a black cloak which partially obscured his features.

“Why do you seek me, Monitor?” Gorr the God Butcher inquired.

“You and I share a similar goal. I wish to eradicate all those who wield the power of the Morphing Grid and you all Gods. Perhaps we can help each other out…” Arbiter said. He felt he was betraying, always knowing his mission was his alone but Gorr was in many ways like him.

Gorr grinned.

“Consider me… interested. Tell me more.” Gorr said with a sadistic grin. It made Arbiter inwardly while Novu inwardly grinned.

'Let us see if these heroes are ready for what is coming.'

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Somewhere in Space

Gorr was very well known across the Stars as the God Butcher, slaughterer of Countless Gods.

He done so because while his family, his mother, wife, son, daughter and the rest of his people suffered while their god ignored them while they prayed but they did nothing.

When he first wielded the Necrosword to kill one of the two gods who fell from the sky to his planet, he felt something.

He felt a sense of righteousness and a need. On that day, he made a solemn vow.

All Gods will die.

He’s killed many already but there was only one who had alluded him for years, once he wishes to inflict the greatest of Agonies.

Thor, the God of Thunder.

All this went through Gorr’s head as he listened to The Monitor’s explanation.

“And it will open the possibility of their allies from the other Earth’s to assist them. Especially Thor and the daughter of Zeus, Diana of Themyscira.” Mar Novu finished.

Gorr’s nostrils flared at the mention of the worst of the Gods, Zeus, the king of Omnipotent City.

“Then I shall take great pleasure in the suffering I shall inflict upon them.” Gorr said with an air finality.

Alkali Lake

The X-Men along with Deathstroke looked on at the supposedly abandoned facility.

“So, how do we proceed?” Rogue asked.

“Full frontal?” Gambit suggested with a shrug.

“Not a bad idea but we need a little bit more firepower.” Cyclops conceded. At the looks shot by Storm and Jean, he amended: “More than we have. Just to air on the side of caution.”

“How’s this for some fire power?” Out of a portal stepped Scorpion, Sub-Zero, Smoke, Cyrax, Red Hood, Red Robin, Noob Saibot, John Wick, Kurtis Stryker, Tyler Rake, Takeda, Green Arrow, Black Canary, Sareena and Frost.

“Yup, that makes a difference.” Cyclops admitted.

“Then Red Hood, Red Robin, Cyrax, Nightcrawler, Kitty Pryde, and Sub-Zero hit the control center.” Captain America said, Bucky and Black Widow right behind. The three are the last ones out of said portal. “Gather all the info you can. Bi-Han, Wick and Rake go with them, give them cover.”

“And the rest of us?” Frost asked.

“We hit them from the front.” Cyclops grinned.

“You’re serious, aren’t you?” Smoke asked with a sigh.

“Yup.”

“I’m going after Jackal. Anyone else touches him and there will be problems.” Slade said with air of finality.

“Then I’m going to.” Oliver said.

“Count me in as well, Bub.” Logan added. Slade sighed, knowing they weren’t going to budge.

“Alright move out.” Cap ordered.

Inside the Base, Stryker looked at Jackal’s current training of X-23, Taskmaster along with newly recruited mercenary Komodo, when the alarms blared.

“The hell is going on?” Stryker asked. Taskmaster went to access the security footage.

“We’ve got trouble. A lot of it.” Taskmaster informed him grimly.

“How many?” Stryker inquired.

“About 20 but got some serious firepower in Storm and Jean Grey.” Taskmaster replied.

“Got any secrets you’d like to unveil?” Komodo inquired. Stryker said, nothing his lips downward, almost a sneer.

Red Robin, Beast, Cyrax and Sub-Zero went straight to consoles in the control center.

“Forgot how useful Kurt and Kitty’s abilities were.” Tim remarked.

“Indeed but let us focus on our goal for now.” Beast said.

Red Hood, Wick, Rake, Noob Saibot, Nightcrawler, and Kitty Pryde stood in front of the door awaiting any attack.

Soon, a large group of soldiers came in.

White house attack by John Ottman plays at 1:10

Before anyone could react, Nightcrawler leaped at one of them.

He teleported right in front of him. He appeared right behind him, grabbing with his tail by the neck and throwing to three guards.

He ran across the various hallways, confusing them.

“Where the hell is that freak?” One of them inquired. Nightcrawler appeared in front, taking out expertly the three in front of him before disappearing and then reappearing right in front of him, drop kicking the soldier.

“Now I see what Logan meant for his talent for violence.” Bi-Han noted idly, he and the others hiding from the Guards in the conners of the entrance to the control center.

Kurt did a sweep kick to another one before disappearing and reappearing in front of the one next his buddy, delivering a spin kick teleporting again.

“Looking at this makes me feel obsolete.” Rake remarked.

“Agreed.” Wick said.

Kurt did several flips in front of one before teleporting right next to him, slamming on the ground, which led to him being in front of several of them, who all fired at him but he teleported away.

Several moments of tense silence passed between all of them, wondering where the hell he was.

Suddenly, Nightcrawler appeared and began taking them all out, teleporting in between every kick and punch, some of them making them fly a little.

“Shit.” Jason said slowly.

Kurt then slammed into the last one, knocking him out.

Slowly, everyone came out of their hiding spots.

“Kurt?” Kitty asked in concern, never seeing react in such a way.

Kurt’ chest heaved, feeling a bit drained. He looked around at all of them unconscious bodies.

“Kurt?” Kitty got closer to him.

“I’m… I’m sorry you saw me like that.” Kurt said apologetically.

“It’s fine but… why?” Kitty inquired.

“Stryker. Years ago, he made attack the White House. I injured several secret service agents who were just doing their job and nearly killed the President at the time.” Kurt said brokenly. He knew exactly what he had been doing but he couldn’t stop it.

“It’s alright, man. You weren’t in control of your actions.” Jason said comfortingly.

“And understand why you’re such a pacifist and even thankful for that.” Bi-Han noted. Kurt looked down in shame so Bi-Han amended: “I mean it as a compliment to your fighting prowess.”

“Makes me and Rake over here look like rookies in a life and death assignment.” John added.

“However, it is your life and your decisions.” Jason finished.

“I’ll still fight if needed but if there are times we can prevent it.” Tim, Kuai Liang, Cyrax and Hank McCoy stepped in.

“We’ve got a problem. A Big one.” Kuai said severely.

“How big?” Rake inquired.

“Big enough that Logan might actually slaughter Grant.” Tim said.

“Shit, we got to move.” Tim and Jason looked at Kitty, who nodded and held each of their hands before they all ran through the facility.

“What do we do?” Wick inquired.

“Help out the guys up front.” Bi-Han said.

Steve threw his shield, which ricocheted off several soldiers.

Nat used her batons, using them and her batons to stun them.

Bucky used his metal arm, punching a soldier who flew several feet.

Smoke teleported behind a soldier, wrapping his arms around him before slamming backwards, face first on the ground, breaking his neck.

Black Canary had a soldier in a wrist lock while she delivered a series of rapid blows to his body.

Frost and Iceman created ice slides, freezing soldiers left and right.

Jean used her telekinesis to hold down any soldiers that got to close while Cyclops his Optic blasts at them.

Noob Saibot and his group arrived. Bi-Han formed two ice daggers, landing down and stabbing two guards with them.

Sub-Zero slided down, freezing two soldiers before decapitating them with an ice axe.

John Wick fired his pistol, killing three soldiers, two bullets to the chest and one to the head. Rake doing much the same.

“Where’s Red Robin and Red Hood?” Black Canary inquired.

“Said they had to stop Logan from slaughtering Grant due to something big.” Rake informed them.

“Given who’s involved, I’m not surprised but what exactly?” Cyclops inquired.

“Given certain experience with it, my money’s on cloning.” Black Canary said bluntly.

“Given what’s these past decade or so, I’m not surprised.” Jean remarked.

“Well, you were the host for a cosmic being and were cloned once.” Frost pointed out.

“Says one of the last few descendants of Outworld Cryomancers.” Iceman retorted.

“Point taken.” Frost conceded.

Soon enough, Taskmaster arrived, delivering tasers to Takeda and Frost.

“Masters…” Nat trailed off, walking up to the former Shield Agent.

“Romanov. Been a while.” Taskmaster said, the two fighters circling around each other.

“Since you left SHIELD or became a money hungry scumbag?” Nat retorted.

“Well, Stryker’s money was green and as a bonus, I get kill you and the Captain.”

“Not today.” Steve hurled his shield at Master’s, who hurled his own in retaliation.

Nat went for him, but Taskmaster swung his sword, making her duck under it.

Steve grabbed his shield from the ground. He went straight to Taskmaster, who ducked dodged under or over his attacks.

Steve shield slammed Masters, making fall on the ground but he got back up quickly, doing a kip up.

Bucky came up to his side, delivering a brutal punch with his arm.

Nat went for his legs again, hitting the family jewels.

CRUNCH!

Some of the guys, regardless of allegiance, winced in sympathy.

Black Widow used her Garrote from her wrist gear, wrapping the cord around her his neck. She then used all her upper body strength to make him fall on the ground face first.

Sub-Zero stood over, place a foot on his chest.

“Stay down lest you wish to lose your life.” Kuai said frigidly, creating an ice dagger from the palm of his hand.

After several moments of contemplation, Masters’ nodded his begrudgingly, surrendering.

Green Arrow, Wolverine and Deathstroke entered what looked to be some kind of training facility.

Slade had his gun at the ready while Oliver had an Arrow notched in his bow, ready to fire at a moment’s notice.

“Lower your weapons.” Grant stepped out of the shadows, holding a girl, who looked to be at most, 12 years old.

“What the hell are you doing, Grant?” Slade asked.

“What you won’t. Living up to Deathstroke’s name and purpose as the Jackal.” Grant sneered.

“Let her go.” Oliver ordered.

“You recognize her, don’t you, Wolverine?” Grant asked, ignoring the Archer. “After all, you have quite a history with children. Daken comes to mind…”

Logan uses his senses, smelling the girl.

Oliver and Slade took a moment to see how she looked similar to Logan. Her hair and some her facial features echoed the Canadian mutant.

Logan took several steps back in shock. She was… she couldn’t be….

“She’s yours. Yours and her carrier, a scientist by the name Sarah Kinney. She along with others had been trying to clone you, using what was left of your DNA from the Weapon X program. However, there wasn’t enough DNA to clone a male but enough to clone a female. They at first denied her but realizing there wasn’t another option, they went with the female. Enter X-23, the 23 attempt at cloning and the only one to succeed. Sarah carried her for nine months and while her first few years, tried to teach her some humanity, Stryker had me back when I was first starting out kill her. Years later, he wished for me to further hone her skills and training. After all, who better than the son of the of one of the most dangerous and legendary mercenaries to ever live, who’s also a very skilled one at as well.”

“What’s the point of this, Son?” Slade asked, feeling sick to the bone of what Grant has just told them. Oliver and Logan as well but the latter was slowly building up into pure and unbridled rage.

“To merely inform you of her, make you care so you can feel nothing but agony as you see the life leave her eyes. My sword is made of Carbanadium, which nullifies healing factors such as hers and her donor’s. Any last word for the child you failed to protect, just like Daken and the ones you had slaughtered?”

“How do you know about that?” Logan asked in anger, livid at Jackal knowing about this.

Grant let out a sardonic and cold laugh.

“Stryker had people keep a very close eye on you every since you escaped and had lost your memories.” Grant informed him. He delivered a kick behind X-23’s knees, making her kneel.

“Don’t you dare!” Logan snarled.

“Go ahead and try you, savage fu…” Red Robin glide kicked Grant from behind.

“You were saying?” Tim asked cheekily.

Jason used his bat claw to pull the girl in close. She looked frightened but couldn’t do anything due the collar on her neck suppressing her mutation.

“My sister’s boy toy. I’m going to enjoy breaking every bone in your body.” Grant sneered at the third Robin.

“Try losing your spleen. Whatever you do couldn’t compare to that, Grant.” Tim shot back.

“Oh I’m going to enjoy dumping what’s left of you right on my sister’s doorstep.” Grant said sadiscatlly.

“You mean in our apartment where we can do whatever the fuck we want?” Tim retorted cheekily, grinning at the look of Grant’s eyes from his mask.

Grant roared, charging at him. Before he could ever hit him, Slade intercepted him.

Slade tried to remove his mask but Grant pushed him with a punch to his mask. Slade hit the hall, leaving a small dent in it but he got up.

Grant grabbed his sword, getting a fighting stance.

“You’re disappointment.” Grant said coldly.

“I should be saying that about you.” Slade shot back. Grant lunged at Slade, who unsheathed his sword from his back and parried all his blows.

Slade went under him, trying to slice his legs but Grant moved out of the way, delivering a brutal knee to Slade’s mask covered face.

“That hurt, father?” Grant asked in faux sympathy.

“No, just pissed me off.” Slade went for it but Grant tackled him, pinning him on the ground, punching Slade hard.

Oliver fired three diamond tips arrow at Jackal, which managed to pierce the in between of his armor.

Grant growled in pain. Slade, seeing his opening, managed to push Grant of him before he delivered a brutal kick to his knee.

Grant let out a roar of pain as Slade heard the bone crack underneath his foot. He felt bad about it but knew there was no other way.

Grant was held his knee but looked at his father with a crazed look in his eyes.

“Come on! Kill me!” Slade looked horrified.

“No…” Slade said softly. “I won’t.”

“Then you’re weak. Just as you’ve always been. The Mirakuru showed you who you are underneath all of this. A monster.” Grant sneered.

“I know…” Slade said softly, looking down in shame. His face morphed into of acceptance and resolve. “But I am it’s monster no longer.”

While all of this was happening, Logan looked at Grant, contemplating on how he could possibly gut him but decided to leave it be. For now, at least…

“We need to get her to a telepath.” Tim said, looking over X-23, scanning for any visible injuries.

Remembering what she had on her neck, Logan unsheathed his claws and cut of the Mutant suppressant collar of her.

“We found her files. Her birth mother name her Laura Kinney.” Logan heard what Jason said, nodding along but didn’t take his off Laura, his daughter…

‘I have a second chance.’ Logan thought to himself, thinking of Daken and how sour their relationship was.

“Only trust Charles or Jean with her. No one else.” Logan said firmly, leaving no room for arguments.

“Fair enough.”

One hour later…

“So, the facility has been taken down?” Optimus over the set-up monitors, he, the JL and Avengers founders along with Sonya and Lennox on call.

“Yeah, but there were complications.” Oliver said carefully, seeing Frost and Takeda loading Grant on a prison transport.

“Which are?” Tony inquired.

“Apparently Stryker made a female clone of Logan. Her name is Laure Kinney, birth mother’s name is Sarah Kinney.” Steve informed them.

“Well… that certainly complicates things.” Lennox mused.

“In any case, did you capture Colonel Stryker?” Superman inquired.

“No and we might need you to call in a favor with General Lane, Clark.” Sara said, slightly apologetically.

“I was already going to in any case.” Clark replied.

“Guess we’ll need to see who can track him down.” Sonya said.

“The Outlaws will find him.” Batman said, looking at Red Hood.

“I’ll tell them to start looking first thing tomorrow.”

Stryker entered a secret cabin hidden in the woods. He took in dee breaths, feeling exhausted but knew he to keep going. Thankfully, he had stored a few vehicles, money, passport and other necessities should the time ever come.

“Colonel William Stryker.” A calm and eerie voice called his name out. Stryker looked to see a very tall and built man on his couch chair in the middle of the living room.

“And who might you be?”

“Call me… The Heretic.” Tallant got up, walking towards the disgraced Colonel.

“Another one of those Batfreaks.” Stryker noted. “How did you find this place?”

“My mother is the current leader of the League of Assassins and my father is the Batman. Take a guess.” Tallant said the last part sarcastically.

“So, you’re to what? Take me in?” Stryker asked incredously.

“Nothing so pedantic, Colonel.” Heretic said with dismissive scoff.

Heretic walked up to Stryker, who took several steps back in fear.

“This is what your child felt all because he was a mutant.” Tallant said, a dangerous tilt to his voice that made Stryker’s spine shiver in fear.

Tallant buried his fist in Stryker’s chest, making cough out blood.

“I hope Spawn tortures you in hell, Stryker.” He removed his fist, Stryker falling on the ground.

Soon, the life left his body, William Stryker was no more.

New Korbin

Beta Ray Bill watched over his people, smiling at the children running around happily.

They had taken this world as there own after the destruction of their old world.

His Oathbrother, Thor, had helped them find this world alongside their space allies, the Guardians of the Galaxy and the Green Lantern Corps, particularly the Bolovaxian Kilowog.

However, he soon felt a malevolent presence near him. He looked up to see a dark looming shadow descending upon his world.

He took up Thor’s old axe, Jarnbjorn. A gift from the Asgardian, a symbol of their friendship.

“Speak your name, Demon!” Bill shouted.

“Beta Ray Bill, the protector of the Korbinites.” Gorr said slowly.

“Who are you!?” Bill demanded.

“I am Gorr the God Butcher and I come with a message that I wish for you to send to your OathBrother.” Gorr revealed. Bill looked horrified, having heard small snippers from Thor but that little bit was enough for him to know Gorr was not one to be taken lightly.

“And what might that message be?” Bill asked, barely maintaining his composure.

“That I’m coming for him and his people. That what remains of Asgard will burn, as will the rest of the Gods in the entire universe.” Gorr drew the Necro sword, slamming it down on the ground.

“Skuttlebutt, get the Korbinites on the ship, NOW!” Bill ordered his robot companion.

Soon, the planet around them formed Cracks.

Gorr smiled in sadistic glee. After all, some Korbinites had become devotees of Thor and what was a God without his loyal followers?

Bill got as many of his people on his ship but many could not make it. He tried holding the fort as long as he could but soon, he knew he had to leave.

Soon, a blue and Green light covered those who were going to be left behind, wrapping them in a protective bubble.

“HURRY!” Bill shouted, seeing Razer and Aya.

The two got those that remain on Bill’s ship. Soon, the ship left orbit.

“How did you know my people were being attacked?” Bill inquired.

“We didn’t. We were in the area and saw what was going on. We knew we had to evacuate civilians as quickly as possible.” Razer said.

“Who was that, Beta Ray Bill?” Aya inquired.

“How do you know of me?” Bill asked with a raised eyebrow.

“Kilowog spoke quite a bit of you in our last meeting. He had also requested we check up on your Planet’s sector every so often.” Razer informed the Enhanced Korbinite.

“In that case, I must be thankful for such Luck.” Bill said, grateful more of his people did not lose their lives.

“Where do we go know?” Razer inquired.

“Earth. Thor and I must have words.” Bill said. He went to his Ship’s deck, taking control of it. He soon went into Hyper speed.

“What… was that?” Arbiter asked slowly.

“A reminder that their Gods are never truly there for them.”

“Innocents would have died!” Arbiter argued.

“Then let it be a lesson to those who place their faith on a God.” Gorr said coldly.

Arbiter growled, gripping his blade tightly but did nothing.

Mar Novu looked to have taken some sick and twisted satisfaction from this carnage, these needless deaths.

‘When the Rangers who defeated me are dead, I’m going to kill Novu, even if it is the last thing I do.’ Arbiter thought to himself.

“No, we got to Earth and bring down my vengeance upon the God of Thunder.” Gorr. Novu opened a breach, leading the three to step in it.

New Asgard, Norway, three hours later…

Thor looked over the land his people had built over the past few years, smiling at them.

His peaceful mood was disrupted once he saw a ship, one he recognized, entering the Atmosphere and going straight for the landing Pad he had commissioned.

He flew over there, seeing Beta Ray Bill, Razer and Aya walking out of it.

“Bill, what has happened?” Thor asked, seeing the look on the Korbinite’s face.

“Your old enemy, Gorr has returned.” Bill said, to his complete shock and horror.

Later…

“So you’re telling me this Gorr the God Butcher is how dangerous?” Marc asked, scratching his head.

“Gorr has killed dozens of our fellow deities, Marc. He hasn’t killed of the Greek, Norse or Egyptian though I believe that may change soon.” Khnoshu said.

“We must still prepare for the God Butcher in any case.” Diana said, looking over her fellow Gods.

“There is one who may help us…” Sparda said slowly, walking into the room, Luke right behind him. He opened his hand, a holographic display of Orion, Alpha Trion, Leanbow, Constantine, Zatanna and Udonna appeared.

“Who?” Loki inquired.

All those who were part of the secret meetings shared a look.

“How do you defeat a God Butcher?” Sparda asked the entire room.

“You get a bloody God Slayer.” Constantine said, taking a huff of his Cigarette.

“Are you sure about this, Sparda?” Leanbow inquired, feeling uneasy about it.

“We do not have a choice. We can’t afford the possibility of losing any of our big guns if you will.” Sparda looked grim, leaving a sense of foreboding around the room.

“We must find the Ghost of Sparta and request his aid.”

Earth 42018, Scandinavia

Kratos and his son Atreus stood in front a fire, eating their recent hunt. Mimir’s head was on Kratos’ side.

“The time of prophecy is nearly upon us, Atreus.” Kratos said seriously, looking deep into his son’s eyes. “You must be ready.”

"I will be father." Atreus said confindetly.

"Let's hope so lad." Mimir said quietly. Kratos merely hummed noncommittally, saying nothing.

Earth 22005

The King of the Greek Gods, Zeus, looked alongside Hades, Poseidon, Helios and Hermes at the climbing Titans.

Kratos, wielding the blade of Olympus, was on Gaia’s back, a rage and hateful look in his eyes.

“ZEUS, YOUR SON HAS RETURNED! I BRING THE DESTRUCTION OF OLYMPUS!”

Chapter Text

New Asgard

Thor looked contemplative at Sparda’s words.

“Who is this Ghost of Sparta you speak of, Sparda?” Diana asked.

“Kratos was born to a mortal woman, Callisto of Sparta, one of the many women bedded by Zeus. He and his younger brother Deimos were raised in Sparta but there was an Oracle who foretold the Destruction of Olympus by a marked warrior who so happened to a child Zeus. Athena and Ares took Deimos from him. Kratos tattooed himself with Deimos distinctive birth mark.” Sparda began explaining.

He along with the others went on to explain his story from becoming a Spartan general, his servitude to Ares and later the rest of the Gods, his many losses, becoming the God of War, his revenge for Zeus betrayal and destruction of Olympus along with his journey to Norway and his new life.

“He reminds me much of Hercules.” Thor remarked. Diana scowled before recalling her Hercules no longer existed but instead it was another deity.

“Which version would you wish to bring in?” Diana inquired.

“Both his counterpart as he is about kill the Greek Gods and the one after his journey with his son.” Luke said.

“Very well… but not here.” Thor said firmly.

“Where do you think we’ll do it?” Sparda and Luke looked Dr. Fate, who sighed tiredly.

“The Tower of Fate may perhaps be the best place to contain two Demigods of such power.” Dr. Fate acquiesced.

“Good then we will also some power house to contain them.” Loki pointed out.

“Why do you think my sons are waiting outside?” Sparda asked with a grin.

“And my father has agreed to help of course.” Luke added.

“Well, that certainly quite a bit but will it be enough?” Zatanna asked.

“Who knows, luv? Perhaps we might need some more.” Constantine remarked.

“Then it is a good thing we’re also bringing in some backup.” Thor said, Loki and Sif looking pointedly at the rest of them.

Khonshu huffed in amusement.

“You truly do fear him, Odinson?” The Egyptian Moon God inquired.

“As we all should.”

Earth 22005, Mount Olympus

Kratos was on top of Gaia’s head, seeing the crab like tendrils of water before something even bigger appeared.

“You dare challenge me mortal? A GOD OF OLYMPUS!?” Poseidon, the God of the Sea, asked sardonically, in a large water projection with several Hippocampi on his waist.

“A true warrior does not hide Poseidon!” Kratos shouted at the Olympian, seeing his chest being covered so as to protect itself. “Leave the sea and face me!”

“You have disrespected the Gods for the last time, Kratos!” Just as Poseidon was about slam two of his Crab tendrils, Kratos, Poseidon, Gaia as well as the other Titans and Gods (including Hercules) disappeared.

Earth 42018 Scandinavia

Just as Kratos had the wolves begin to move on the new makeshift sled, he and Atreus saw Freya running towards them.

She shapeshifted into a bird before landing in front of Kratos. She took her blade and slammed it down on the Ghost of Sparta, who blocked it with his shield.

Just as he was about push her off, he, Freya, Atreus along with Mimir (who was on his hip), disappeared.

Earth Prime, Tower of Fate

Norse Kratos, Atreus and Freya all landed on the ground.

“Where have you taken us, witch?” Norse Kratos asked.

Freya looked around, not recognizing this place.

“This was not me.” Freya said slowly before getting up, her sword in hand. “But it will not stop from killing you!”

Freya lunged at him. Kratos was about to raise his shield but Freya was frozen in mid air.

“Forgive us for our crudeness in bringing you here but we believed we would have no alternatives.” Luke said sincerely.

“Who are you?” Norse Kratos inquired, getting in front of Atreus. Luke smiled, understanding they why.

“My name is Luke Skywalker. I am a jedi and I need your help, God of War.” Luke said.

“Do. Not. Call. Me. That.” Kratos slowly, genuinely looking pissed off.

“Uh, uh, you might have pissed him off, Luke.” Dante said, walking beside him.

“He won’t attack. Not after they see who else is here.” Luke said confidently.

Soon, others fell into the Tower. Greek Kratos landed on the ground hard as did Poseidon, Hades, Helios, Hermes, Hercules, Zeus, Hera, while the rest of the Titans were sent to another part of the tower.

Norse Kratos looked in shock at his younger counterpart but his eyes narrowed at the other Gods, Zeus especially.

“Fuck…” Mimir cursed, realizing who they all were.

Zeus noticed the three of them.

“What is this trick, my son? Another Illusion?” Zeus asked Greek Kratos.

Greek Kratos glared hatefully at Zeus, but said nothing.

“You have all be summoned here to my Tower.” Dr. Fate said, floating above all of them.

“And what makes you even consider you can take on all of us?” Poseidon said, motioning to the Greeks.

“Hera is a drunken idiot, Hercules is a demigod, Helios a snake, Hades a fool, Poseidon a serial rapist, Hermes an arrogant moron and you worst of all Zeus, a complete total disgrace.” Dr. Fate said coldly.

“How dare you!?” Zeus lunged at him, going to strike but his fist was caught.

“Stand down… father.” Diana said. Zeus’ eyes widen. Diana took the opportunity and slammed him back on the ground.

“Who… are you?” Hades asked cautiously.

“I am Princess Diana of Themyscira, Daughter of Queen Hippolyta and the King of the Greek Gods, Zeus.” Diana stated.

“Another bastard? Why can’t you keep it in your pants?” Hera asked.

“ENOUGH!” Thor voice boomed. He hovered down, Loki and Sif walking right next to him.

“Thor…” Zeus said slowly, looking over the Aesir God. “I thought you’d be fatter with all the drinking you do.”

“Why are we here?” Norse Kratos asked for all of them, never once letting Atreus out of his sight. He did not care that the boy had gotten more skilled and older. He would not let Zeus or any of the Greek Gods near him.

Nor his younger self.

“There is a being known as Gorr the God Buthcer. He has slaughtered countless Gods, all because he believed they had failed him and his people.” Thor explained.

“Gee, I wonder why.” Dante mused sarcastically, sending the Greeks a dirty glare.

“You dare disrespect us mortal? The Gods of Olympus!?” Zeus indignantly.

“What’s a God to a demon?” Dante shot back.

“As I was saying, Gorr wishes to end all Gods.” Thor continued, sending a warning glare to all of them.

“And how does this involve us?” Greek Kratos asked, crossing his arms over his chest.

“The Mutliverse.” Dr. Fate stated bluntly. Some like Hercules and both Kratos raised their eyebrows in confusion.

Atreus had a look of realization.

“Oh, mother spoke a bit about this.” Atreus said, all eyes on him. Norse motioned for his son to elaborate. “She said there could be, in theory, other universes similar but also different from ours.”

“Aye, the Giants had theories about that possibility. They believed they existed in the same space but vibrated at different frequencies if you will, not too far off from how the Nine Realms work.” Mimir added.

“That still does not answer how it involves us.” Helios stated.

“The Barriers over the past two years have been weakened, especially with the new formation of the Prime Earth, the one you currently reside in.” Dr. Fate explained. “Should Gorr realize this and find a way to travel in between worlds, he will go on a killing spree of Gods unheard of.”

“Including us?” Helios asked rhetorically.

“Then why should I not assist him?” Greek Kratos stated, everyone looking at him. “It would seem he and I share similar goals.”

Norse Kratos growled, placing Mimir in Atreus hands before walking straight to his younger self.

He decked him across the face hard, making him take several steps back.

Greek sneered at him, lunging at him. Norse merely stepped aside, evading all of Greeks attacks before seeing an opening. He used the Leviathan Axe and slammed it down on his left shoulder.

Greek let out a roar of pain.

“Uh… Mimir? What is father doing?” Atreus couldn’t help but ask the head.

“Well, lad, there are times where one wishes to sometime to teach a lesson to his younger self for their foolish actions. Your Da  just got lucky in that regard.”

Greek struggled to get up but the weight of the Axe and Norse on him had the Spartan pinned.

“Stand down. Do not let the rage that consumes fully over take you.” Norse said. Greek stopped, taking a good luck at his older self.

He had grown a full beard, not too dissimilar to King Leonidas but longer.

His eyes also carried a weight and guilt, more so than he did already.

“You succeeded?” Greek inquired knowingly.

“… Yes.” Norse admitted. All the Greek gods looked shock.

"What did it cost?" Greek asked quietly.

"... Everything." Norse said remorsefully.

“You brought it on your selves.” Dr. Fate said coldly.

“What do you mean?” Hercules inquired.

“Taking Deimos when he was merely a child, letting Ares enslave Kratos and tricking him to kill his wife and daughter, making him a servant on a false hope for ten years, not letting him die to be with his family but instead making him the God of War, surprised when started lashing out, especially after Thanatos killed Deimos in front of him and the curse Zeus put on Callisto took effect, forcing Kratos to kill her. Lastly, destroying his home, his beloved Sparta.” Dr. Fate listed off.

Hercules and Hades actually stepped back in horror.

“You didn’t know?” Greek asked, looking at his half brother and uncle.

“Not the full story. Not till now at least.” Hercules admitted.

Sparda, seeing an opportunity, place an urn in the middle of the room. Soon, the dark miss came out of the Greeks, which soon went into the urn. Sparda closed it once the Madness of the Titans had been placed in there.

“What have you done?” Poseidon inquired, shaking his head in slight dizziness.

“Merely freed you from the Madness of the Titans. However, many of your still as a like to say, corrupt pieces of shit who don’t deserve the Air they breath.” Sparda said icily.

Greek looked in shock as did Norse but he hid it well.

“Brother.” Hercules walked up to the two, looking genuinely apologetic. “I’m… sorry for your losses.”

“As am I, Hercules.” Norse said, a soft lit to his voice that was rarely there. Greek merely nodded his head in agreement. Hercules stepped back, going back to the other Gods.

Norse looked back at Greek.

“If I remove this axe and take my weight of it, will you fight back?” Norse inquired.

“…No.” Greek said through gritted teeth.

Norse removed the Leviathan Axe, letting Greek stand.

“You have suffered much, Spartan.” Dr. Fate said, going up to the two.

“What can you offer us… offer me in return for our help?” Greek inquired.

Fate looked at him, both Kent Nelson and Nabu debating on the best course of action.

“Should we succeed, I could send you back in time on your Earth, letting you save your family. Lyssandra, Calliope, Deimos, Callisto and your beloved home, Sparta.” Fate offered.

Greek stepped back in shock. A chance to save his wife? His daughter? His mother? His brother?

Norse also looked shock before sending a look that spoke volumes between the two.

“You must help us, Zeus.” Thor implored. Zeus looked very reluctant.

“Zeus, for once in your life actually be useful and help.” Hades stated bluntly, all the other Gods looking at the King of the underworld. “Everything that happened to Kratos and his family, the ones he cared about is your fault. You knew about Persephone and said nothing.”

Zeus’ eyes narrowed at his brother’s accusation but said nothing.

“So, you did know.” Hercules said slowly, glaring slightly at his father. Now that the madness of the Titans has left him and his fellow Gods, his old outlook and personality had begun to return.

“You did not need to know about that, Hades.” Zeus argued.

“But why?” Hades pressed.

“Because I knew Kratos would one day betray us!” Zeus snapped. All the Gods stared at him.

“You really are a deplorable being, Zeus.” Vergil said, walking over to them.

“Another despicable demon.” Zeus sneered, looking down at Vergil. The Elder son of Sparda merely inclined his head to the side.

“Yet still a better parent than you.” Sparda shot back coldly. Zeus glared at both of them but did and said nothing.

“Well, it would seem even you have form of control.” Lucifer said flippantly.

Zeus eyes narrowed before they widen, realizing this was an Archangel.

“And here I though you were a complete idiot.” Lucifer let out a mocking laugh.

Zeus fist clenched but he said nothing.

“Why are you here, Samael?” Hermes inquired.

Lucifer’s turned red. In less than even they could realize, Lucifer was in front of Hermes, his Devil face on full display for the Messenger God with his wings out.

“DO NOT EVER REFER TO ME AS THAT, HERMES!” Lucifer shouted. Hermes flinched back as did the other Greeks.

Hades laughed. Finally, someone put on his siblings in their place.

Lucifer looked at Hades.

“I knew there was a reason I let you maintain your section of hell.” Lucifer remarked. Hades actually looked shock before bowing his head.

“What else is there to speak about?” Helios inquired.

“Perhaps we should try and recruit your counterparts.” The Earth Prime Ares walked in.

“Ares?” Hera asked in shock.

“Hello mother.” Ares said neutrally. He looked back at his father, who locked shocked as well.

He turned his attention to Hercules.

“Your counterpart wishes to speak to you.” Ares informed the Demigod much to his shock.

“Surprised you showed up, Ares.” Diana said, walking to his vicinity.

“When it involves someone such as Gorr, I do what I must.” Ares said bluntly. Diana’s features soften slightly.

“How is your son?” Diana inquired. Ares sighed.

“He is doing well. As well as one can be when hiding his status as a Demigod.” Ares said tiredly.

“Orkos?” Hera asked.”

“No.” Ares stated. “It was a child I sired with someone else, a mortal. I never had a child named Orkos.”

“Our Ares did with the Queen of the Furies, Alecto.” Zeus informed him. Ares looked slightly perturbed.

“What was my counterpart on?” Ares inquired. He then soon noticed Atreus spying on all of them.

“It’s alright, son. We mean you no harm.” Sparda said, raising his arms to show a non-threatening aura.

“Sorry, just… don’t have the best experience with Gods.” Atreus admitted meekly.

“It is alright, child.” Sparda said placatingly.

“Call me Atreus.” Atreus said.

“Atreus then.” Sparda smiled kindly.

From afar, Loki studied the boy. He looked… familiar. He most certainly had Greek God, Zeus blood running through his veins but there was something else. Something… eerily similar to himself.

“Who is your father?” Hera inquired.

“You’ve met him. Tall, barely talks to anyone, hates most Gods with very good reason.” Mimir said bluntly.

“Grandson?” Zeus asked in shock. Hades couldn’t help but snort.

“That’s what you get for not keeping in your pants.” Hera said, a dark look on her face.

Ares, noticing it, stepped in front of Atreus.

“Do whatever you want to Zeus but leave the child alone. You Gods have already harmed his family enough.” Sparda said, his demonic aura started to show.

“ATREUS!” Norse shouted, seeing Ares so damn close to his child.

“shit” Dante trickster teleported in front of Norse, trying to slow him down.

“Stand down, Spartan!” Diana said, readying her blade for combat.

Norse growled, trying to push Dante away but the Demon hunter held him.

“Not getting past me.” Dante taunted.

Norse’s eyes soon burned with the Rage he had tried so hard to suppress. His fist lit ablaze.

He punched Dante in the face hard, making him fly back and hit a wall, creating a small crater.

“ARES!” Norse charged at the God of War.

“Father, wait!” Atreus said, getting in front of Ares.

Ares noticed Norse was completely by his rage. He pushed Atreus out of the way and fully took Norse punch.

Ares flew back, landing on the wall much like Dante did.

“You will not take my son like you my family!” Norse snarled. Ares shook his head but soon coughed blood, feeling a serious amount of pain on his body.

‘What did my counterpart do to him?’ Ares couldn’t help but ask himself.

“ENOUGH!” A voice boomed, gathering everyone’s attention.

They all looked up to see Amenadiel fly down on his wings.

“This is not the Ares who tricked you into killing your wife and daughter, Kratos.”

“He is an Ares and he will never change!” Norse argued. Greek finally walked in, seeing the commotion.

“Kratos, he was keeping him safe from Hera’s potential wrath.” Sparda informed him.

That didn’t serve to placate Norse, instead glaring hatefully at Hera. He remembered how while Hercules had fought him out of his own consent, he had a feeling Hera had heavily pushed Hercules to do so. That and her comment in regards to Pandora still pissed him off to this day.

“I believe we should all take a breather.” Lucifer said, looking at those who had been brought outside of Earth Prime (except Luke of course). “Perhaps a few drinks might be in order.”

“I brought some of my special stash.” Sparda said, showing a bag of Alcohol specifically made to get them drunk.

“Lovely.” Lucifer said, slightly admiring said drinks.

Greek stood to the side, uncomfortable at the presence of the Gods he had literally just declared war on. Though Sparda did try and be accommodating, even sending warning looks at the Greek Gods, Zeus especially.

Norse as well but did stay by Atreus side.

Luke merely meditated as Freya tried (and failed miserably) to escape his force hold on her.

“Let me go!” Freya demanded.

“Only if you ask nicely.” Luke quipped, not even opening his eyes.

“When I get out of here, I will…”

“What?” Luke asked with a raised eyebrow. “Kill me then try and kill your Kratos? I assure you, that would be most unwise.”

“He killed my son!” Freya said brokenly.

“Baldur was going to kill you and report Kratos, Atreus and Mimir to Odin, who would have brought down the full weight of Asgard upon them. While Kratos’ rage would certainly make them tremble, it is Atreus who they should truly fear.”

“And why is that?” Freya couldn’t help but ask, curious as to why the boy would be considered so dangerous.

“He is the son of the last Jotnar Guardian, Laufey the just and the Son of Zeus’ son and former God of War, Kratos. That boy has the potential to be one of the, if not the most powerful beings in his world and possibly others.” Luke explained, leaving his meditation pose. “When he reaches proper age and skill, Atreus could wield both the Leviathan Axe and Blades of Chaos, both of whom are weapons even Mjolnir would have difficulty dealing with.”

Freya’s eyes widen at this realization.

‘That poor boy. So much power and despite his best intentions, his father is not fully capable of being there emotionally for him.’

“I’m not asking you to forgive him. I am a parent myself along with a few nephews and a niece that I care about very dearly. I would hunt down those responsible should anything ever happen to them and I know my wife, my sister and her husband would agree with me alongside their two favorite uncles.” Luke smiled, thinking of Mara, Leia, Han, Lando and Chewie along with Artoo and C3po. Force, he missed them. Perhaps when this is over, a visit to his Earth would be in order.

“… Very well.” Freya acquiesced. Luke’s eyes looked over her, seeing the sincerity in her eyes.

“Good.” Luke waved a hand and soon, she was free from his force hold.

“What kind of power was that? It didn’t feel like any magic I’ve dealt and believe me; I would know. Leader of the Vanir and Queen of the Valkyries once.” Freya inquired.

“The Force.” Luke said simply. Freya blinked, looking confused. Luke shrugged. “It’s a bit complicated. I’ll explain everything once this is all over.”

“First order of business. In order to work together, you must first stop your fighting.” Amenadiel said, sitting down in a large table that Fate had conjured.

“And why would we do that with the one who killed at least three of our own?” Hermes inquired.

“He saved my life.” Helios said. “I may lay down my arms if all he wishes is peace.”

“Given Persephone’s actions nearly doomed us all, so can I.” Hades added.

“He destroyed Atlantis!” Poseidon argued.

“Then maybe you shouldn’t have hidden my mother there, Poseidon.” Norse said coldly. Poseidon wished to argue but said nothing.

“As if I’ll ever make peace with another bastard of his.” Hera shot a dirty look at Zeus.

“Perhaps I would have cared little for your squabbles if you hadn’t made me kill my wife and children!” Hercules retorted. Sparda, Lucifer, Vergil, and Fate, all of whom were parents, shot dirty looks at Hera.

Greek, in a surprising move, placed on Hercules shoulder. The two Demigods shared a look that spoke volumes to each other.

“And what about the Titans?” Zeus inquired, finally remembering the fact they were invading Olympus.

“They are here and under a fellow sorcerer’s… care.” Fate informed them.

Strange sipped his cup of tea as he read his book, ignoring Gaia and the other Titans pleas for release.

“It would seem our guest are being entertained.” Fujin noted idly.

“They’ve been like that ever since they got here.” Strange replied.

“Well, they are lively.” Raiden-95 remarked.

“RELEASE US!” Gaia shouted.

“You forgot to say please.” Strange said cheekily.

Gaia alongside the other Titans kept banging on the Energy shield keeping them inside.

“What other matters must we attend to?” Norse inquired.

“First, you and Zeus are going to have a long-needed chat.” Lucifer said, looking sternly at both of them.

“No” Norse stated with an air of finality.

“Unfortunately, you do not have a choice, Kratos. Greek you will also need to have a conversation with him but for now, Atreus will keep him company.” Amenadiel said. Greek looked hesitant, looking at Atreus nervously.

“Oh and so will you and Freya.” Lucifer added.

“So long as she does not try and kill me.” Norse acquiesced that one. That one he could do.

“I won’t.” Freya walked in, all eyes on her. “For now at the very least.”

Thor and Loki looked at bit misty eyed at looking, being reminded of their mother when she was younger but buried it down.

“Oh and Ares, you will need to re awaken your full power.” Lucifer said to the Greek God of War.

Ares sighed but relented.

“What does he mean, re awaken?” Hera inquired, looking sternly at her son.

“I had to suppress them as to be able to live a normal life. I nearly consider giving them up entirely but decided to keep them should father, my version, came knocking at my door for me or Alex.” Ares said, shooting a dirty look at Zeus.

“Let me ask you, would you ever harm your grandchildren, Zeus?” Sparda asked, looking eye to eye at the Greek God of Thunder.

“Of course not.” Zeus said, as if that was ever in question.

“Because you technically did by letting Hera and Ares make Hercules and Kratos kill their families.” Sparda shot back.

Norse, Greek and Hercules looked down, feeling guilt and shame well up in them.

Ares, despite not having done said actions, also looked down in shame at his counterpart’s actions.

“I do not interfere in my families’ dealings less they affect me.” Zeus said.

“And that is the problem.” Sparda snapped his finger, pointing an accusatory one at him. “How many have suffered because you all decided to be a bunch of petty, vindictive and downright infuriating pieces of shit!? How many!?” Sparda got up, looking at all of them severely.

“And how many have you killed, Demon?” Zeus shot back.

The Dark look on Sparda’s face actually made the Greek looked slightly worried.

“I’ve killed my fair share under Mundus’ orders and I remember every single one of their faces to this day. I live with those consequences till the end of time. Unlike you and most of you, I can admit I fucked up but your pride and ego will never allow that, Zeus. That is why you will one die. Kratos was merely one of a very long line people you had hurt all due to your callousness and arrogance.”

Sparda’s human form flicked between it and his demon form.

Zeus said nothing.

“Perhaps we merely needed both Kratos and possibly Hercules but everyone else can die in an alley for all I bloody care.” Lucifer said.

“I wish to stay.” Hades said, shocking all of them. “Unlike you morons, I can actually my mistakes and wish to atone for them. Can any of you say the same?”

“I will also stay.” Helios said, getting up as well. “I owe Kratos a debt for saving me from Atlas.”

Hermes looked conflicted but said nothing.

“So it is decided. You will all go home.” Amenadiel said, about to send them back.

“I will stay to face Gorr.” Zeus said, shocking all of them. “Unlike some of my counterparts, I am not afraid of facing my fights head on.”

“And you will also need a fast one.” Hermes added.

“And an elemental control over the sea.” Poseidon finished.

“Well, seems you all aren’t complete monsters.” Lucifer noted.

Gotham City

Bruce and Oliver were sparring with wooden swords.

“Getting tired, Bruce?” Oliver asked.

“Just cause you’re a little bit younger than me does not make ancient.” Bruce said, blocking a swing and strike from the Archer.

“No but it does mean I can last longer.” Oliver retorted, managing to disarm and pin Bruce.

The Dark Knight yielded after a moment. Oliver offered a hand, which Bruce took.

“Thank you.” Bruce said. As soon as he got up, he felt his right knee flared up in pain.

“Bruce?” Oliver asked in concern. He would have hit the ground had Oliver not caught him.

“Med bay.” Oliver took him there, placing him on the medical cot.

“I’ll call Alfred.” Oliver said, going to do so.

“Knee brace. Safe. 4, 5, 7.” Bruce said through gritted teeth.

Oliver, despite his reluctance, did as told. He got the Knee brace and placed on Bruce’s right knee.

In a few moments, Bruce felt the pain ebb away though at first, he did let out a hiss of pain.

Several moments of silence followed, neither one saying anything.

“What the hell was that, Bruce?” Oliver couldn’t help but ask.

“Ever since Bane broke my back five years, I’ve started seeing medical specialists far more often.” Bruce said. “Every two or three months, I’d see a doctor who I’d discreet pay a lot of money so as to not reveal anything of what I have told him. After the battle of Gotham and our Earth merging with the others, my knee has begun flaring up every so often. Doctors said it’s the beginning side effects of the years started to take a toll on my body.”

“How bad is it going to get?” Oliver asked.

“Doctors said I got at least maybe a few more years but once I reach fifty and I don’t stop, I may cause myself to go into Cardiac Arrest one day, possibly in the middle of a fight.” Bruce admitted.

“Jesus, Bruce.” Oliver didn’t know what to say. Sure, his body was also starting to feel every now and then like shit but Oliver usually pushed past it.

“I know. I’m truly sorry for not telling you the truth, Ollie but only my parents, Alfred, my brother, Lucious, Clark, Selina, Diana, Jean, Andrea, Jim, Michael, and Ghost-Maker know how bad it is. None of my kids know and if I have my way, it’ll stay that way.”

“Bruce, you’re a father and a grandfather now. Terry and Helena need you as does Jacob and Tim’s upcoming ones.” Oliver said. He had been informed by Tim, who he had asked for him to inform Slade of this development.

Tim was many things but telling Deathstroke you got his daughter pregnant… well, there were better ways to kill yourself.

“Gotham as do the others need me. A may be one man, Ollie, but even one can make a difference.” Bruce said.

“… Fine.” Oliver acquiesced. “But from now on, Tommy looks you over every two months. If not him, have Barry’s dad and/or Caitlin look you over.”

“Fair enough.” Bruce conceded.

“Good.” Oliver said cheerily, getting up from where he was sitting. “Time for a nap.”

Bruce’s eyes widen.

“No, Ollie, wait…” Oliver injected Bruce with a very powerful anesthetic and in a few seconds, the Dark Knight was out like a light.

Xavier Mansion

Charles was in front of Laura, a kind smile on his face.

“Hello, Miss Kinney. I’m Charles Xavier.” Charles said. Laura said nothing, merely looking at Xavier with undecipherable look.

“Do not worry, Laura. You are safe here. You have my word.” Charles said through his telepathy. Laura looked as if she wished to run but Charles sent calming assurances.

Logan looked from afar, wanting to help but knowing he couldn’t do jack shit.

“Fuck.” Logan hissed under his breath. Oh, how he would love to have Stryker, make feel even an inch of what he put her, his child, through all to have the perfect weapon.

“Logan.” Logan turned to see Slade there.

“What are you doing here, Slade?” Logan asked gruffly.

“To apologize, I suppose.” Slade replied just as gruffly.

“It wasn’t your fault.” Logan assured him, though he didn’t sound so sure of himself. Slade scoffed at that.

“You know better than that. I may have not done it but I pretty much transformed Grant into the monster that is Jackal.” Slade said in self-loathing.

“If it’s any consolation, I don’t blame you for what he did. Only him and Stryker.” Logan said firmly. Slade looked stunned but a small look in his saw his gratefulness.

“Want some advice on dealing with strong headed daughters?”  Slade asked after a moment.

“What makes you say she’s going to be like that?” Logan retorted.

“She’s your daughter.” Slade snorted, as if that was in question. “I have some experience with Rose, so believe when I say, be patient with her.”

“Patience isn’t exactly my strongest.” Logan muttered.

“Oh, it will be. It will be.” Slade said ominously.

Logan felt a tiny shiver go down his spine but for some reason, he couldn’t place the why (or he simply didn’t want).

Chapter Text

Tower of Fate

Greek tossed and turned in the bed of the room Fate had provided for those who may wish to sleep. Despite his status as a Demigod, he still felt genuinely tired, especially with his rage no longer fueling him.

His dreams weren’t exactly always the nicest.

Constant visions and flashbacks of his wife, his child, his mother, his brother.

“DEIMOS!” Greek shouted, in shock at seeing his brother die before his very eyes. It soon turned to pure and utter rage, using Thera’s Bane to utterly annihilate Thanatos

“Mother…” Greek held his mother as the life left her body. He was once again responsible for the death of someone he truly cared about.

Greek swung his blades, hitting the last two people left in the temple but when the smoke cleared, he dropped to his knees, horrified and grief stricken all because of him.

His wife and daughter dead at his hands.

“I was never the warrior my father wanted.” Orkos said, placing his blade on Greek’s hand. He brought it closer to his chest. “But give me an honorable death.”

Greek reluctantly droves the blade into him. He placed him gently on the ground but soon, visions flooded his mind.

He shot up with a startled gasp, looking around the room for any attackers but there were none.

Knowing he wasn’t going to get any sleep; he got up and put on some of his gear though he left his blades on the table.

Greek walked out of his room, going to see if there was a place, he could find some semblance of peace.

He walked into a room where he saw Dante, Norse, and Atreus conversing in hush tones.

“You are awake.” Norse said. It was a statement, not a question.

“And you know the reason better than anyone.” Greek shot back.

“Trust me, I get the feeling.” Dante admitted, leaning back on his chair. Greek said nothing, merely sitting down on one of chairs.

“Nabu allowed us to make a small fire in exchange we clean up our mess afterwards.” Dante informed, motioning for the fire in the middle.

Greek nodded, saying nothing.

“So… you’re my son.” Greek said to Atreus slowly, looking at him with an imperceptible look.

“…Yes.” Atreus said. He knew this was his father but he was so different from the man he knew. His father was calm, smart, and knew went to let out his anger in combat.

Greek looked as if a mere annoyance would make slaughter everyone. It was almost like his father’s words from Helheim were ringing in his ears.

‘You are quick to temper! You are rash, insubordinate and out of control!’ He recalled those words, seeing all of it in this younger version of his father.

‘It was almost as if he was talking to himself…’ Atreus mentally realized.

“Who is his mother?” Greek asked Norse. A small part of Greek had forever sworn he would never fall in love with another woman, especially after Lyssandra and her… untimely demise. At his hands no less.

“Her name was Faye. She was the last Jotnar Guardian on Midgard, carried the Axe I now wield. She was a fierce warrior but also kind, intelligent, loving and best of all, she was better than either of us.” Norse told him.

“Like… Lyssandra.” Greek said quietly. Norse eyes looked pain, recalling his first wife.

Dante shifted in his chair uncomfortably as did Atreus.

“What is your name, boy?” Greek asked Atreus.

“Atreus.”  Greek looked questioningly at Norse.

“I thought you would have named him after Deimos or even Orkos?” Greek couldn’t help but ask.

“I… I nearly did but hearing his name again and again till the end of my days would have driven me insane. Same with Orkos or, our nephew technically speaking. I named him after Atreus of Sparda out of care for the memory of the one who laid down his life for us and our fellow Spartans.” Norse explained.

Greek nodded in understanding.

“Who is Deimos?” Atreus inquired quietly.

“My… my younger brother.” Greek explained.

“He was taken by our older half siblings, Athena and Ares, due to the prophecy of the Marker warrior who would bring down Olympus. He was sent to the God of Death, Thanatos, realm, where he was tortured for decades.” Norse continued.

“I found him, after unfortunate events in regard to… our mother.” Greek said painfully. “We confronted Thanatos, and he killed Deimos. I slaughtered him in retaliation. I had already been crowned the God of War though its full powers had not been fully accessible to me.”

Atreus saw the expressions on both of his father’s faces, seeing them relive very pain full memories.

Dante looked sympathetic, knowing what it was like to one’s brother, though Vergil had ‘died’ by his own hands.

“I do have a second name, however.” Atreus said, deciding to tell Greek.

“Which is?” Greek asked.

“…The name mother gave to the Giants, her people. Loki.” Dante fell back on his chair.

“What the fuck!?” Dante asked in shock. This kid was fucking Loki!?

Greek looked confused as did Norse and Atreus.

“Thor’s adoptive brother, the one in green you saw with him. His name is Loki. He was the adoptive son of Odin, born of the Jotunheim king, Laufey and is God of Mischief.” Dante explained.

Atreus’ eyes widen in shock. Norse looked also shock but worried.

Greek looked as if he was about to sneer.

“I knew there was something similar to you.” Loki walked in, having been invincible as they talked.

“Of course, you were.” Dante grumbled.

Greek barely kept the sneer of his face, but Norse look kept him at bay though he did shoot a warning glare at the Trickster.

As for Atreus, he couldn’t help but stare in awe at his counterpart.

“I understand if you are still processing this but if you wish to talk, I’m here whenever you need me.” Loki said, smiling slightly at Atreus.

Freya sat down on the bed of the Room Fate had offered her. Thor (she felt so weird seeing such a different version and better person than her stepson ever was or ever will be).

“Are you sure you will be alright?” Sif asked kindly.

“Yes. I thank you for your hospitality.” Freya said gratefully.

“Of course, moth…” Thor slapped his head at his oversight. Freya’s mouth was agape.

“I’m… I’m your… your mother?” Freya stuttered.

“Sit down, All Mother.” Sif said, finally saying Freya’s title.

Despite this, Freya sat down Numbly.

“How… how did I die?” Freya inquired, seeing the pained look on Thor (her son, her brain couldn’t help but supply).

“Stabbed by a Dark elf, Kurse.” Thor said, recalling that day in perfect detail. Sif held Thor’s hand, giving a light squeeze in comfort.

“And your brother?”

“Loki. He’s Jotun father adopted after the last war with the Frost Giants.” Thor explained. “However, I had learned of a truth that has… changed my perception of certain things.”

“Which is?”

“Tyr, General of Asgard’s armies, had informed me of a truth only my parents and their most trusted friends know about. My mother was with child around the time of Loki’s adoption and even was going have the child around the same time.” Thor explained, shocking Freya.

“Baldur…” The Vanir goddess trailed off, closing her eyes to stop the tears threatening to spill down her cheeks.

“Yes, but despite the healers’ best attempts, Baldur died mere moments after taking his first breaths. They had originally planned to have it be revealed my mother had carried twins but those plans became for naught when Baldur died.” Thor said, a feeling few tears streaming down his cheeks for the brother he never truly knew.

Freya let out a choked sob at hearing her son die, even if it wasn’t her Baldur, it was still a Baldur.

“I’m sorry.” Sif said, giving Freya’s hands a light squeeze.

Thor decided to try and lighten the moment.

“We have had a child, recently.” Thor said, wiping the tears of his eyes. Freya froze, looking in shock at Thor.

“Magni and/or Modi?” Freya couldn’t help but ask, remembering her two Step Grandsons who at first, she felt a great swell of pity for having Thor for a role model though that later turned into apathy at their growing cruelty.

“No. A girl, Torrun.” Sif corrected, looking confused.

“Forgive me, my stepson had two children outside of wed lock. Magni and Modi.” Freya elaborated. Sif’s face darkened though she said nothing as did Thor’s in regard to the latter’s counterpart.

“How are they?” Thor inquired.

“Last I heard, they were killed by Kratos and Atreus.” Freya said. “Don’t feel too much sympathy. Magni was a brute and a sadistic one at that while Modi… there were rumors he had peculiar tastes though no one ever gave credence to that.”

Thor looked utterly disgusted as did Sif.

“It would seem your world is worse for wear.” Thor couldn’t help but note.

“It was… a bleak world with the Aesir though it wasn’t all bad.” Freya said, thinking wistfully of some of the better moments. Baldur during his youth, Odin’s at many times loving nature towards her, Tyr and Mimir’s friendships and her Valkyries.

“We may be able to assist you once all this is over.” Thor offered. Freya smiled tightly at them.

“That would be… very much appreciated.”

Zeus, Poseidon, Hades, Helios, Hermes, and Hera all looked at Amenadiel, Lucifer and Sparda on one side with Luke and Ares on the other side.

“What else was must be done in regard to Gorr?” Helios inquired.

“We believe we may have allies though who, we aren’t certain.” Sparda informed them.

“We did hypothesize he may be working with a being known as the Arbiter, a multiverse Power Ranger hunter.” Luke added.

“Power… Rangers?” Hermes as did the rest of the gods looked confused.

“Power Rangers are beings who have been given access to a Multiverse energy source known as the Morphing Grid, similar to how the Force works along with Magic in a way.” Lucifer explained.

“And I’m guessing it is due to the close proximity of these attacks?” Ares asked.

“Bingo.”

“There goals aren’t that dissimilar. Gorr wishes to end all Gods while the Arbiter with all Rangers, regardless of if either one is Good or bad.” Sparda said.

“Then it would seem we must end them.” Hades said.

“Gorr is a far bigger threat.” Ares pointed out. “I have heard rumors across the universe in regard to his brutality and carnage. He must be dealt with.”

“Then we shall end him first.” They all looked to see a tall, very muscular man with brown hair and blue eyes.

He looked familiar to them.

“Brother.” Ares said neutrally.

“Ares!” Hercules engulfed the God of War in a bear hug.

Ares’ expression screamed of ‘end my suffering’.

Zeus’ eyes widen at this Earths’ Hercules presence.

“HERCULES!” Thor’s voice boomed, feeling joy at seeing his old friend.

“THOR!” Hercules said, grinning happily at seeing the now King of Asgard.

“It is very good to see you, my friend.” Thor said, wrapping the Greek Demigod in a bear hug, who returned it.

“And you as well, Odinson.” Hercules said. Both he and Thor shook hands though it slowly turned into an arm wrestle.

“You’ve gotten a lot stronger.” Hercules noted. Thor grinned, a bit of lightning coming out of his arm.

However, Hercules still one.

“But not strong enough.” Hercules finished merrily.

“So, this is my counterpart?” Hercules turned to look at his counterpart.

“What did you feed him? Twenty horses or cows?” Hercules asked Zeus.

“I have no earthly idea. I always believed he was the strongest of my children and his height and build showcased that.” Zeus said.

“What will we do to differentiate each other?” Hercules inquired.

“Call me Heracles.” The newly dubbed Heracles said. “It was my name before the death of… the death of my family.”

Heracles couldn’t but scowl at the Greek Gods, particularly Hera.

Hera scoffed; however, she did look a touch guilty but only just.

“So, are we to face Gorr in battle soon?” Hercules inquired.

“Once we have gotten his location, we will strike.” Sparda said

Earth 1993

Arbiter watched as Tommy Oliver got out of his car, going inside his house.

The grip on his blade tightened.

This wasn’t just any Ranger. This was one of the Rangers who consistently went evil on many of the Earth’s he traveled. He had met at least two Drakkons but two was enough for him.

He was about to hit when he saw Tommy greet his son, lifting him slightly in the air despite him quite big.

He tried to steel himself but he… he just couldn’t.

One of his rules in regards hunting Rangers was to never harm innocents, children especially. And knowing how much a parent cares for their child and vice versa, he could not in good conscience even consider risking Tommy’s son’s life.

He wouldn’t be able to live with himself.

He will have to wait another time then.

Later…

Out of the breach came Anakin and Obi Wan, both looking slightly confused at being called here but did so nonetheless.

“Anakin. Obi Wan. Thanks for coming such short notice.” Jason said, offering his hand in greeting.

“If I may ask, why so?” Obi Wan inquired, shaking the offered hand.

“Due to Arbiter along with a few other things has made us realize due to some of us having multiple powers, it’s been decided we find someone else to fill those roles. For example, Tommy has the Black Dino Thunder and White Ranger powers. We’ve decided you two shall receive those.” Jason explained.

“I see.” Obi Wan said, mulling over said revelation.

“I’d get the Black Dino powers, right?” Anakin inquired.

“Sure. It’s your call. If you decide not to, we’ll understand.” Jason assured them.

Obi Wan and Anakin shared a look, deciding if this was the best course of action.

“…Very well.” Obi Wan said after several moments of consideration.

Jason smiled, motioning for him to follow.

They soon entered a makeshift lab where Billy was working on a table from afar.

“Glad you made it.” Tommy said gratefully.

“Well, how could we refuse.” Anakin said.

“And done!” Billy said, finally finishing them up.

 “Done with what?” Obi Wan inquired.

“You guys morphers.” Jason informed.

“There is however a small catch.” Tommy said slowly. “The Dino gems choose you, not the other way around. Meaning, it will all come down to who it deems worthy.”

The two Jedi nodded in understanding.

“Now, for the moment of truth.” Tommy presented his black dino gem.

It glowed slightly. Tommy had it in front of Obi Wan, but it did not react.

In front of Anakin, the gem glowed in all it's goldish hue.

Jason smiled at the shocked and bewildered look on Anakin’s face.

“Time to see if it works.” Anakin grabbed the Gem gently, its glow intensifying.

“Here you go.” Billy gave Anakin the black dino morpher.

“You know what to do?” Tommy inquired.

“Yeah.” Anakin said, still dazed before he steeled himself.

“Dino thunder, power up!” Soon, Anakin stood in his Black Dino thunder suit.

“Wow, this feels amazing.” Anakin said, feeling the power of the Morphing Grid flow through him.

“Good cause it’s his turn.” Jason motioned for Obi Wan, who Billy handed him his new Morpher.

“Tigerzord!” Like Anakin, Obi Wan the stood in his MM White Ranger suit.

“So… this how it feels like.” Obi Wan said, looking over his hands and the power that know flowed through, similar but also different to the force.

“Now, time for some training. Anakin, you’re with Tommy’s team during Mesgog’s attempts at Dino restoration. Obi Wan, you’re with us.”

Tower of Fate

Everyone stood around Fate, who was in the middle of meditating, trying to find Gorr.

He was not having much luck due to the Necro sword clouding his presence.

“No luck?” Dante inquired knowingly.

“No.” Fate said grimly. “The Necro Sword shields him from unwanted attention. It’s how none of the Gods have been able to find to launch a Counterattack to end him.”

“True. Even if my father has grown fat and complacent, he’d still most certainly keep an eye out on certain events in regard to the Gods.” Ares said.

“And for other allies we might be able to have?” Hades inquired.

“The Justice League or the Avengers if needed. Though, it would seem Optimus Prime of Earth 2010 took the opportunity to bring some help.”

Orion Pax walked in, bring in his Earth Prime counterpart.

“I had believed it to be a wise course of action.” Orion Pax said in slight defense.

Another portal opened and out stepped three beings everyone expect the Greek Gods, Freya, Greek, Norse, and Atreus did not recognize.

“Orion. Big Barda. Mister Miracle. Welcome to the Tower of Fate.” Fate greeted them.

“When High Father received word of Gorr’s return, he sent me to assist Thor and anyone he may have for allies in any way.” Orion explained.

“Me and Barda had also heard rumors of Gorr and despite wishing to live a quiet life, we have decided to assist you in any way possible.” Scott Free added.

“The more help the better.” Fate said.

“Now, I think it is time we dealt with the Elephant in the room.” Sparda looking at the Greek Gods.

“Which is?” Poseidon asked with a raised eyebrow.

“The Titans.” Sparda said. “We will need their help to end Gorr.”

“Absolutely not!” Zeus voice boomed.

“We do not have a choice. They are here in the Tower, and we will need their help.” Raiden said in explanation, the Thunder God finally teleporting in.

“Raiden?” Some looked in concern at the disheveled look of the Thunder God.

“I am alright. Let us finish this.” Raiden said.

Zeus looked genuinely outrage at the mere notion of working with the Titans.

“Do so.” Greek said, earning everyone’s attention. “I may be able to convince Gaia.”

“You will not.” Norse said chidingly before explaining! “Gaia did not care for us when Zeus blasted both of us down. She let me drop down to the river Styx. When I returned from the Underworld, she was apparently trying to return to battle, but I cut off her badly injured hand.”

Greek locked shock but at the same time, he didn’t.

Why must everyone betray him?

“Oh, and we almost forgot.” Sparda recalled. He opened a breach and out came in a familiar ghost.

“Athena?” Greek asked in shock. Zeus along with the other Greek Gods locked shocked as well.

Norse merely scowled at her.

“I have missed you Spartan.” Athena said.

“I don’t…”

“She somehow managed to return but she’s not sure to help us. She wants the power buried deep inside of you.” Norse said, placing a finger on Greek’s chest.

“The Power to kill a God. The same we used to kill Ares, Thanatos and nearly Zeus. Hope.”

Greek scoffed, not believing him for even a second.

“It is true. Pandora’s sacrifice helped us unlock it but it has always been there since we opened the box to kill Ares.” Norse said.

“Pandora?” Zeus inquired.

“That wretched little thing my son Hephaestus created?” Hera said sardonically.

Ares glared at her.

“And that is one of the many reasons I’ve kept Alex far away from you and father.” Ares said.

Hera took a few steps back at the venom and hate in her son’s glare.

“You think you’re a parent but none of you understand what being one truly means. The Sacrifices and hard work one does for them but it is all worth it because we at the end of the day love them and will do so till the day we die.” Ares said.

Hera looked shock. How could this version of her son be so different? Her Ares was brash, arrogant and power hungry but this one… this one simply wanted a peaceful life.

“How are you so different?” Zeus couldn’t help but ask.

Ares sighed.

“I have made many, many mistakes and horrendous acts over the centuries and I regret every single one of them.” Diana placed on her half-brother’s shoulder in comfort.

“Diana’s defeat me in WW1 made me… reconsider certain things. I went into hiding and decided to live a normal life. A little over a decade, I met Alex’s mother and we fell in love though she passed away a few years back. I’ve been on the quiet side until recently and I get the feeling this is merely the beginning.”

Ares looked at Diana for confirmation.

“Indeed. Once we have dealt with Gorr, I shall explain the situation to you.” Diana said.

“But back to the conversation… I know what you want, ‘sister’.” Norse spat the last word with nothing but venom and hatred.

Athena said nothing, merely glaring at Kratos.

“The Madness of the Titans also corrupted her. Greed perhaps.” Luke noted.

“Indeed.”

Later…

Zeus walked in to where the Titans were being held on.

“It seems you have a visitor.” Raiden-95 noted idly.

Gaia recognized him immediately, her eyes narrowing.

“Zeus…” Gaia said slowly.

“Gaia. It would seem your pawn has failed. Perhaps his brother would have been a more logical choice.” Zeus taunted.

“Deimos would have grown into a powerful warrior, yes but Kratos was the one would have brought down Olympus.” Gaia said.

“Let us get into why we’re here. This is the Tower of Fate. It belongs to one of the Lords of Order, Nabu and his current host, one Kent Nelson. We have been brought here because Gorr wishes to end all Gods and such from this universe and should he discover other worlds such as ours, he would slaughter all of us.” Zeus informed her.

“And if he so wishes to end all Gods, why would we not side with him?” Gaia inquired.

“Because Gorr despises all deities. The Titans are deities alongside us Gods. Not to mention we were birth from the Titans. Meaning Gorr would see you as progenerate of us.” Zeus pointed out.

Gaia took a moment to consider his words.

“And what will we gain once he is defeated, and we return to our universe?” Gaia inquired. She of course had a suspicion the Multiverse was real.

“You as well any Titan who wishes to help shall be granted amnesty and safe haven. A truce if you will.” Zeus offered her.

Gaia took a few moments to consider the offer, looking thoughtful.

“And do not think of betraying us at a later date, Gaia. I may have spared a fate worse then death for what you did for me but I will not hesitate to end you once and for all.” Zeus threatened.

“Spared me?” Gaia scoffed derivatively.  “Nearly all of my titans died and you as well as your brothers stood over the mortals, ruling over them and then treated them as mere pawns.”

“Did you not do the same for Kratos, who is of your own blood?” Zeus remarked.

“Says the one who drove the Blade of Olympus into his chest out of fear for Ares’ fate becoming yours.” Gaia retorted.

“Because of the Madness of the Titans that consumed me and my fellow Gods. That one was on you, Gaia.” Zeus shot back.

“You were the one who waged war with us, Zeus. You and your brothers all for the sins of one Titan.” Gaia reminded him. “It was your mother who saved you while I nurtured and kept you hidden and safe from Cronos.”

“You did what!?” Gaia looked back to see Cronos glaring at her.

“You kept him even though you knew of the prophecy that would end our reign?” Cronos asked.

“Yes, but it was a foolish mistake. One that I have come deeply to regret.” Gaia said remorsefully.

“Perhaps you should stayed in the Pits of Tartarus, ‘father’. You are old, weak, and decrepit.” Zeus said mockingly.

“Do not insult me, Zeus! You are the reason I live in torment. You and that bastard of yours who gleefully slaughters his own kin.” Cronos remarked.

“Ares tricked him into killing his wife and child.” Gaia reminded them before looking at Zeus dead in the eye. “But it was you put the curse on Kratos’ mother that forced him to end her life and had Deimos imprisoned in Thanatos domain.”

Zeus looked down in slight shame and even guilt at his actions.

“Nothing to say about that?” Cronos snorted derisively.

“You are all responsible for Kratos’ rage and madness.” Raiden-95 remarked, everyone’s attention turning to him. “Ares’ tricked him into killing his family, he and Athena took Deimos from his home, you Zeus killed him and destroyed his home, the Furies hunted him down for defying his oath to Ares, he was forced to abandon Calliope to stop Persephone and Atlas, Zeus who put the curse on his mother, Poseidon kept her in Atlantis, and Thanatos who killed Deimos after having found and reconciled with him after decades. Him killing about to slaughter both Gods and Titans, practically destroying the world, was him snapping after over a decade of having the things and people he held dear to his heart taken away from him, constantly betrayed and belittled all for your cruelty and pettiness. Despite the chaos it would have cause, you all deserved to die.”

Zeus and Gaia looked shock while also feel small bits of guilt and shame pooling in the pit of their stomachs.

“Kratos could have chosen to simply walk away but you all kept on pushing and pushing him until he could not walk away and he let his rage consume him completely. There is only so much one could take before he snaps. You all pushed him to that.” Fujin added.

No one said nothing after that. Fujin and Raiden-95’s words making them consider things.

Later…

“I have located Gorr.” Fate informed them.

“Where is he?” Thor asked.

“In the forgotten sector. On Volkrieg.” Fate said.

“Before we go, I must go to Nidavilir.” Thor said.

“And why is that, brother?” Loki inquired.

“For help from Eitri to forge a powerful weapon.” Thor said.

“I shall take you there.” Raiden said.

“And I’m going just in case all hell breaks loose.” Dante added.

“… I wish to go as well.” Greek added hesitantly.

“Good.” Thor smiled. He turned to look the Protector God, who nodded and teleported them away.

“So, we deal with Gorr or wait?” Norse inquired.

“We got now. Kratos, Freya, Sparda, Loki, Vergil, Both Optimus and Hercules, Zeus, Poseidon, Hades, Helios, Hermes, Ares, and the New Gods all come with us.” Strange said.

Atreus looked as if he wished to argue but Norse knelt in front of him, placing his hands on his son’s shoulders.

“I cannot not go into battle knowing you are in danger.” Norse said.

“But I can fight? Remember with Baldur, Magni and Modi?” Freya flinched at the mention of the God of Light.

“Yes, but this is different. Gorr has killed Gods’ just as powerful as them if not more. I cannot in good conscience allow you to go.” Norse said.

“Perhap it is best he does go.” Loki said slowly. Norse turned around to glare at him but the God of Mischief was not deterred. “Given he is a version of me, it is possible he good of use in the fight.”

Norse was not convinced but Freya’s look promised something.

“I shall keep an eye on him. That is a mother’s promise.” Freya said, looking at Norse dead in the eye.

Norse’s resolve soon crumbled, especially at Sparda and Luke’s nod of agreement.

“… Very well.” Norse conceded. He turned to look at Atreus with a serious and grim look. “You will follow my orders to the letter. You do not go anywhere near Gorr. You keep your distance as much as possible.”

“Yes, father.” Atreus said, seeing the genuine concern and worry for Atreus.

“… Good.” Norse grabbed Mimir from behind.

“Perhaps I stay here, brother.” Soon enough, Zatanna and John Constantine walked, Fate having asked them to watch over the Tower while he was gone.

“Let him stay here with Zatanna and Constantine. They will be guarding my tower while we’re gone.” Fate informed him.

Norse looked very reluctant but soon walked up to them, placing Mimir in the Warlock’s hands.

“If he has so much as scratch…” Norse began.

“Yeah, yeah, you’ll pummel me to death. Heard that spiel many times over.” Constantine said with a roll of his eyes.

Norse glowered but said nothing, walking to where the others were.

“Let’s go.” Soon, they all were teleported out of there.

Volkrieg

They all teleported there, watching their new surroundings.

“What cause all of this?” Atreus inquired.

“Atrocitus.” Optimus said grimly.

“Seems there aren’t that many variables in regards to conquerors.” Orion noted.

“Perhaps.” Orion Pax partially conceded.

Soon, a figure landed in front of them, making them draw their weapons.

The God Butcher let out a mad laugh.

“Oooooh, how exciting. So many Gods and deities to kill.” Gorr said gleefully with a grin.

“Well, he’s certainly got a loose lid on sanity.” Sparda noted.

“And even a few demons.” Gorr noted, looking at Sparda and Vergil, grinning madly.

“Stop this madness. Perhaps we may be able to reach a peaceful solution.” Optimus said.

Gorr laughed mockingly at all of them.

“You think I’m going to stop? Only thing that will stop me is the end of all Gods or my death.” Gorr said. “I will eradicate the blights of this universe till the end of time and none of you can stop me.”

“After all, how many of you have been wrong Gods? Especially you, Ghost of Sparta?”

Norse looked shock as did the others.

“How… How did you…”

“Let’s just say an acquaintance was very forthcoming with details to your life.” Gorr said enigmatically. Sparda, Luke, Strange, Fate, and Orion Pax all shared looks of concern as to who told Gorr.

There was one very high on the list.

“Then believe when I say this path you walk… Vengeance… you will find no piece. I know.” Norse said. Freya recognized the very same words Norse had told Baldur before their fight and his death.

“At first, it was.” Gorr began, looking back at the Stars.

“I never lost faith in my God. Even after I buried my mother, my wife, my son and lastly my daughter, I never lost faith yet all my people’s prayers were unanswered. Then two Gods crashed on my world. One of them begged for my help as he had ended the other, the former wielder of the Necrosword.

“I killed him.” Gorr said. “And it was in that moment I made a vow. All Gods, wherever they may be… will die.”

Norse recognized the look on his face. It was the look of someone lashing at the world, the universe for all the wrong done to him.

“You have one last chance, Mortal. Stand down.” Zeus said.

Gorr grinned viciously at them.

“Never.” Gorr slammed the Necro sword on the ground, a portal opening behind him.

Out stepped the Titans of Earth 22005.

“GAIA!” Norse shouted, not surprised at his betrayal.

“I have seen the chaos you leave in your wake, Spartan. I cannot allow it to come to my world as it did yours.” Gaia said.

“You are making a very big mistake, Gaia.” Zeus said icily.

“Then I will end you all as to ensure the reign of Olympus ends forever.” Gaia replied.

“No. I will wipe out the Titans forever this time.” Zeus said, thunder crackling slowly.

Gorr looked delighted at all of this.

“I have given you one chance to end the reign of Olympus, to have the retribution you so desire. Use it well.” Gorr said.

“We shall.” The Titans charged at them.

The Gods, Demons and Magic wielders prepared for battle.

The Battle for their and quite possibly the rest of the universe’s faith in Gods.

Chapter Text

Nidavellir

Raiden teleported Thor, Dante and Greek inside the Dwarf’s home.

“Eitri!” Thor called for the Dwarf King.

Soon, Eitri came in, looking confused as to why Thor was here.

“Thor?”

“Eitri, I need your assistance.” Thor said, bowing before the Dwarf King in respect.

“The weapon…” Eitri said, realizing what he wanted.

“Gorr the God Butcher has returned, and he will not stop until he has either been defeated or has completed his goal.” Thor explained.

Eitri nodded, understanding his reasoning.

“Follow me.” They did as told, following him. Eitri led them to a weapon mold.

“We’re going to hit him with that?” Dante asked, motioning his hand to the mold.

“A weapon similar to that of Mjolnir.” Eitri’s voice boomed. “A King’s weapon. Meant to be the greatest in Asgard. In theory, it could even summon the Bifrost…”

Thor nodded, knowing this was exactly what he needed to defeat Gorr.

“It seems I will have to take the full force of a Dying star once more.” Thor noted.

Dante looked concern.

“You sure? This could kill you.” Raiden said worriedly.

“Only if I die.”

“Yes, that’s what… killing you means.” Raiden said. Dante threw his hands up in the air, completely done with this. Greek looked shocked at such blasé disregard for his own life, especially a God.

Volkrieg

Gorr charged at Norse, who met the Necro sword with his Leviathan Axe, creating a small shockwave.

Zeus flew up to Gaia.

“I gave you a chance to live, Gaia. You should have taken it.” Zeus said.

“I’d rather have a chance to kill you than ever bow before you.” Gaia sneered.

Gaia slammed her fist down on Zeus. The Greek God pushed her fist away, firing several lightning bolts at her.

Hades used his claws on a Titan, Oceanus, trying to claim his soul.

Hermes ran circles around a Titan, Perses, as Helios summoned his steeds and fired at him.

Poseidon looked around the area, trying to look for large bodies of water so as to be more useful along with Hippocampi though he still delivered massive shocks of electricity to any Titans.

However, Gorr had summoned undead warriors to those on Olympus along with Draugr and Hel Walkers.

“Well, this just got a whole lot more interesting.” Sparda summoned a new blade from his own power, which looked identical to the force edge. He cut down all who stood in his way with ease.

Freya used her magic, summoning roots to trying to hold them.

Vergil flew down at Gorr, both of their blades clashing as Norse took out his blades of chaos.

Norse threw one of the chain blades at him, imbedding it on the God Butcher’s chest. He pulled him towards him, making slam hard on his shield.

Gorr pushed the shield away, delivering a brutal blow to Norse’s face, creating a small shockwave.  Norse staggered back a bit.

Vergil, with Beowulf, delivered a series of high-powered punches to Gorr’s mid-section.

However, Gorr caught one of them. He threw Vergil several feet across, making a small crater on the wall he crashed.

Gorr slammed on him, making the building fall on both of them.

“VERGIL!” Sparda called out before Draugr and Hel Walkers covered him.

Norse ran to them, seeing Gorr getting up. He threw the Leviathan Axe, embedding it Gorr’s right shoulder.

Freya, seeing Gorr about to remove it, used her magic roots to put him in place, if only for a moment.

Norse used the Blades of Chaos just as he was in range, using the Nemean slam on him, making him reel back as well be on fire.

Vergil got up and drove his mirage blade in Gorr’s back, the blade portruding out of his back.

The God Butcher elbowed him, stunning the Half demon. He then turned around, driving going to drive the Necro sword into Vergil’s chest but Luke force freezes him, giving him an opening to gain some distance.

He threw some Mirage daggers, though they didn’t affect Gorr.

“Hmm…” Gorr looked around, seeing Norse and Vergil in a combative stance.

A moment later, Hercules and Heracles were on top of him.

He tried to push them off, but their combined strength actually kept him there.

‘Seems the two are much stronger than anticipated.’ Gorr mused to himself.

He pushed them off him, but soon, Ares and Diana delivered a duo punch to his face, making fly up several feet before hitting the ground.

Vergil on him, in full SDT.

“Now I’m feeling motivated.” Vergil raised a beowulf covered fist before slamming it on the ground, creating a massive blast.

As the dust cleared, Vergil felt his throat grabbed by Gorr.

“I must say, little demon, you have put up an admirable fight, but your end is here.” Just as Gorr raises the Necrosword, Sparda slammed into his back, pushing them both away from Vergil.

Nidavellir

Thor used the handles and the iris opened, making him tank the full might of the dying star, blasting through him but going straight to the mold.

Eitri, Dante, Raiden, and Greek watched in pure awe.

“Hold it! Hold it, Thor!” Eitri said. He looked to see the metal melt and pushed a wheel, turning the crucible for enough for the Uru to pour out and into the mold.

“Come on, man.” Dante added.

Greek couldn’t help but look in awe, wondering if he could even survive anything close to that.

However, soon Thor could handle no more. He let the handles go, dropping down to the Forge.

“Thor!” Raiden and Dante rushed to his side, checking for a pulse.

“He’s barely breathing!” Dante said.

“He needs the axe!” Eitri stated. He tore the mold open, forging the pieces. He looked around and realized a crucial piece of the weapon was missing.

“Where’s the handle?” He asked.

“Shit!” Dante sprinted, looking around as did Greek.

“Do not die on me, Odinson.” Raiden said. He could not heal such mortal injuries without the Jinsei in close proximity, especially for a God like Thor. The Aesir needed the Axe.

After desperate searching, Greek found the handle.

“I have it!” Greek ran back to Eitri, giving it to the Dwarf king.

As Eitri put the handle in, the axe began to float as Thor’s fingers twitched with lightning running through it.

The Axe flew through the room and right into Thor’s hands, lightning engulfing him.

When it left, he was standing, covered in new armor and a red cape flowing behind him, holding Stormbreaker up high.

“Hail Thor, All-Father, Guardian of the Nine Realms, and the rest of the universe!” Raiden announced, he, Dante and Eitri bowing before him.

Greek followed soon after, though more so begrudgingly.

Thor lowered his new weapon, nodding humbly. While he had long accepted this was his birthright, it was now far clearer that he was the new All-Father.

And he would carry that title with dignity and honor.

“So, what do we do now?” Dante asked after a moment.

“First we find some reinforcements then we go to Volkrieg.” Thor said.

Volkrieg

Zeus slammed down on Gaia, making her roar in pain.

He lifted his hand up, summoning the single biggest blast of lightning he could muster.

“This is the end of you, Gaia.” Zeus threw the thunder bolt at her. It went right through chest and into her heart.

Gaia roared in pain and soon, she began to fall apart.

Poseidon finally found what he was looking for. A massive body of water.

Gorr front kicked Vergil, making the half demon fly several feet away. Norse used the Hyperion Grapple on him, making slide across the floor before charging at him with his Axe. Gorr was about to retaliate but Freya’s roots kept him there along with Luke’s force freeze.

Just as Norse slammed down the axe on Gorr, the God Butcher freed himself and drove the All-Black into his stomach.

“Father!” Atreus called out. Draugr and Hel Walkers went at him but Sparda slammed down on all of them, now in his true demon form.

Vergil, despite feeling a little dizzy, looked in awe at seeing his father in his true demon form. Luke, Freya, Loki, Hades, and Helios also looked in awe.

Gorr also looked interested, seeing the raw power emanating from the Demon. A power that even Gods would show fear.

“No more games, Gorr! You and me!” Sparda roared.

“Then come on then. Let’s do end this.” Gorr said, gauntlets forming around his fists.

The two charged at each other. Sparda delivered the first punch, an uppercut to Gorr’s jaw. He then grabbed by his tendrils in his head, pulling them down for slamming his face down on his knee.

Gorr retaliated with several rapid-fire punches, the last one having formed three knives in his knuckles, driving them in Sparda’s chest.

Sparda pushed him off, slamming the God Butcher on the ground hard.

A crimson hue soon began to glow from Sparda’s hands. Sparda slammed both of his fists on Gorr, creating a blast twice as large as Vergil’s.

Everyone couldn’t but take a few steps back.

As the dust cleared, Sparda stood over Gorr.

“And that is why you don’t fuck with a demon.” Sparda said.

Gorr shot up, grabbing Sparda by the throat.

“And despite that, I am… not impressed.” Gorr said before adding as an afterthought. “Still, you held your own better than many over Gods.”

Gorr threw Sparda in the air, flying after him.

Vergil wanted to help his father but his accumulating injuries from Gorr made him do a double take.

Strange and Fate, their magic combined, banished the Titans and other enemies out of the battlefield.

“Well, that make things easier.” Loki couldn’t but note idly.

They all looked up, wondering what was going on though the Earthquakes they felt were certainly an indicator of what was going on.

Zeus, feeling impatient, flew up, wishing to see what was going on and assist Sparda.

Gorr threw Sparda down on a planet, creating a massive crater visible even from space.

Gorr was caught off guard but thunder bolts hitting his back. He looked back, seeing the king of Olympus there.

“Always wanted to kill Olympians. I know cut of the head of the snake!” Gorr flew towards Zeus, the Greek God meeting it.

Their clash created shockwaves that shook planets even planets away.

Gorr overpowered the Greek, grabbing him by his throat.

Sparda went to assist but Gorr grabbed him by the neck as well.

Gorr, at near lightspeed, flew back down to Volkrieg, creating a huge shockwave that made everyone except Diana, Norse, Hercules, Heracles, and Hades fly back.

Gorr got up, throw the two quite beaten Demon and God towards the others.

“Sparda.” Orion Pax went to him.

Heracles went to his father, checking his condition.

Big Barda and Orion charged at Gorr but he smacked them both away.

Optimus landed in front of Gorr, forming a shield around him and the others.

Gorr took a moment to look, having not seen a Green Lantern, much less a Cybertronian and a Prime too boot.

“The last of the Primes, here?” Gorr said, barely hidden glee in his eyes. “I’m going to enjoy ending the lineage for eternity.”

Gorr used the Necro sword, slamming it down hard on the shield yet it held through Optimus sheer will power.

Gorr looked a bit irritated but at the same time curious at such will power. It was a shame he must end him.

 Orion, Barda, along with Hercules and Heracles were on top of him, holding him down.

Dr. Fate and Strange chanted their spell together, summoning a massive blast as the four on top of Gorr got out of the way with Optimus adding to it with his ring.

Soon, the blast ended, smoke covering the area where Gorr was.

“Is he dead?” Atreus asked tentatively, behind his father as he looked at where Gorr was.

“I sincerely doubt it.” Loki said to the boy.

As the smoke and dust cleared, Gorr emerged, not a single sratch on him.

“Impossible.” Vergil said in pure shock and even horror, helping his father stand.

“Damn it all to Hades.” Ares cursed.

“I took three Thors, one who had become the new All father and inherited the Odin force to come close to even killing me.” Gorr said tauntingly. “You have no power over me.”

Norse charged at him, finally letting the power he had suppressed for so long, at first out of shame, then out of fear and paranoia for Faye and later Atreus but no more.

Norse leaped into the Air. He slammed down his Blades down on the ground, creating a massive shockwave that made Gorr take several steps back.

He summoned the All Black, knowing he just might have found someone truly worthy of his time.

Deep Space…

The Arbiter waited as patiently as he could (with Novu, his patience was ridiculously low), believing the cosmic being may have something for him that could turn the tide with the Rangers of Earth-1993

As a breach opened, The Monitor stepped out, wielding a white crystal that Arbiter instantly recognized.

“How did you get your hands on a Zeo Crystal!?” Arbiter asked in shock and even a tinge of horror, wondering how many innocents Novu had condemned. If you were not worthy of a Zeo Crystal, removing it from a planet would destroy it and its inhabitants.

“It was already a dying planet. It would not have made a difference.” Mar Novu lied smoothly but the Ranger Hunter saw through him.

Arbiter grabbed Novu by his throat, adding as much pressure as possible without snapped his neck.

“Tell me why I shouldn’t end you here and now, Novu?” Arbiter growled, raising blade as it glowed with energy.

“Because I can add the Zeo Crystal power to you.” Novu said as it was the most obvious thing. “Without it killing you.”

“I have more knowledge on how the Morphing Grid than you ever will.” Arbiter pointed.

“Perhaps but are you willing to take that chance?” Mar Novu asked with a raised eyebrow.

Arbiter growled but let him go.

“This better work.” Novu held up the Zeo Crystal before slamming it down on Arbiter’s chest.

Arbiter’s entire body flowed with a white energy. He let out small gasps and hisses of pain.

Mar Novu watched in slight fascination, though it was hidden behind his usual passive mood.

The White glow faded, Arbiter stood there but he now had white in his chest, arms and legs with small bits of gold.

“How do you feel?” Mar Novu asked.

Arbiter’s head shot up, looking at the Monitor dead in the eye.

“The Power protects them no longer.”

Arbiter teleported, leaving Novu alone.

Novu, despite himself, looked satisfied.

Volkrieg

Orion delivered five punches to Gorr’s face but the God Butcher caught the sixth one.

Gorr grabbed the New God by the throat and slammed on the ground.

“Don’t worry. I’ll pay Apokolips and New Genesis a visit.” Gorr said in a mocking soothing tone. “Perhaps my sword will taste the blood of a new God.”

Big Barda slammed her mace down on Gorr’s face. The God Butcher grabbed it, breaking it in his hand. He batted her away, making her slide across the floor for several miles.

Optimus flew towards with sword constructs. Gorr broke through them with the Necro Sword and slammed down his sword on the ring, shattering it.

Optimus watched in horror as it broke. Orion Pax, seeing his counterpart, went to back him up but Gorr backhanded him away, making hit several broken down buildings.

Strange summoned the Bolts of Balthakk, with Fate adding to it with his Pyrokenisis.

Gorr tanked all of it.

Strange summoned a Mirror dimension portal, sending it towards Gorr but the God Butcher used the All Black to break it apart.

Fate fired energy blasts that did little to affect the God Butcher.

Gorr got to both of them, delivering non-lethal but still crippling cuts to both sorcerers.

He felt a surge of power from Fate in particular.

“Well… isn’t that interesting.” Gorr looked at Fate, a sick satisfaction crossing the God Butcher’s features. “A Lord of Order. Your power will feed for the next few centuries.”

However, he felt the Leviathan Axe slammed down on his left shoulder.

Norse used the Hyperion grapple on Gorr, making the God Butcher take several steps back as Atreus used a runic summon, summoning Wolves of lightning.

Zeus added to it, increasing their power tenfold.

Freya used her magic roots in tandem with Luke’s force freeze, keeping Gorr where he was.

The wolves attack Gorr viciously, hurting him quite a lot as Helios fired sun blasts from his chariot.

Helios ran across him, creating a small explosion that stunned him.

Hades tried to take his soul but failed. He slammed the claws of Hades down on him, but Gorr uses them to throw halfway across the damn planet.

Sparda slams his sword on the All Black, Luke and Freya joining him.

He pushed the Jedi and Vanir goddess away, but the Legendary Dark Knight stood his ground.

However, Gorr pushed him off but not before driving the Necrosword in to Sparda’s gut. He threw the Demon all the way to the damn moon.

Vergil used his Deep stinger, but Gorr batted it away, making hit the wall several feet.

To keep him there, Gorr threw several summoned knives, all which his wrists, ankles, gut and shoulders.

Zeus delivered a lightning powered fist on to the God Butcher, but Gorr was not deterred, summoning to Blades similar to Norse and Greek’s, driving them both on to Zeus gut.

Norse decided enough was enough, going into Spartan Rage. Each punch creating a massive shockwave, making Gorr take a few steps back each time.

Gorr caught his fourth punch, retaliating with his own and ending it the Necrosword slicing across his chest.

Gorr smiled viciously, looking at Atreus, who looked utterly terrified.

“Atreus…” Norse said weakly, not able to heal his cut. “…Run… run…”

“I’d recommend it if not for the fact I’ll kill him and everyone else if you run.” Gorr threatened.

“Atreus, forget me… run.” Norse groaned. Gorr slammed his foot down on Norse’s chest, forming blades at the bottom. Norse didn’t scream but let out a startled, pained gasp.

“What’s it going to be, Boy…” Gorr looked utterly delitghted at the misery he was causing.

Heracles went to slam his nemaen cestus, but Gorr dug a blade into his right thigh and bicep, making go on his knees.

He did the same for Hercules, Ares, and Diana, making the keel over in pain.

Mister Miracle threw an electric bomb, but Gorr grabbed it, crushing it in his hands.

“Tickles.” Gorr said. Mister Miracle ready himself in a combative position, deciding to screw his usual methodology.

Gorr raised an unimpressed eyebrow. He summoned several spikes from the ground, stabbing them through Scott Free’s arms and legs.

“This is the fate of all Gods, boy. It is not less than what they deserve.” Gorr said, looking at the Half Jotnar, half Greek dead in the eye. “I give you one chance to surrender, and I may spare you and your father.”

“Don’t listen to… him. He lies.” Norse growled. Gorr grabbed Norse by the throat, pointing the All Black at his throat.

“Choose…” Gorr said.

Atreus looked conflicted. On one hand, he did not want his father to die but Gorr would most certainly kill them both.

However, a large light, that was mix of colors like a rainbow, slammed down behind Gorr and Norse, making them fall back a feet away.

Norse took the opportunity to get away, going near Atreus, using his body as a shield.

The Beam dissipated and there stood Thor, Greek, Dante, Raiden, Fujin, Raiden-95, Superman, Martian Manhunter, Hulk, Aquaman, Venom, Shazam, Jean Grey, Captain Atom, White Lantern, Star Saphire, Razer, Aya, Beta Ray Bill (now wielding Mjolnir), Atrocitus, Sinestro, Larfleeze, Ghost Rider, Black Adam, and Supergirl.

Gorr looked intrigued at so many powerful beings but only a few had ties to Gods.

“You dare a challenge me, mortal?” Gorr looked behind him to see Poseidon in the same water titan form he was right before he was pulled, glaring down at Gorr. “A God of Olympus?”

“This is my vow; all Gods will die. No matter what.” Gorr said.

“Then let us end this farse.” Zeus said, his hands along with both Raiden’s crackling with lightning.

Gorr slammed the All Black on the ground, summoning hordes of undead monsters.

“Let’s even the odds.” Gorr said ominously.

They all heard a loud roar, one some recognized instantly.

A grey creature hit the ground hard, growling at everyone and everything. It had spikes protruding almost everywhere, particular his arms, knuckles, knees and face, with green pants.

“Doomsday…” Superman said, feeling a small shiver of fear at the monster who put him in a damn coma. Some who knew the history between the Man of Steel and his near killer all inwardly shuddered.

Gorr smirked at their reactions.

“A little gift from the same one who revealed to me the Ghost of Sparta’s history.” Gorr said, grinning viciously at the small growl from Norse and the look of pure and utter lividity from Greek.

Gorr slammed the Necrosword on the ground once more, creating a giant shadow over them. Soon, it captured Thor, Loki, Greek, Norse, Zeus, Heracles, Freya, Atreus, and Hades.

"Finally." Gorr grumbled. He walked towards those captured as the ones outside tried to break through. Poseidon slammed down his trident, trying to break through but couldn't.

"I've been meaning to have a little chat. It has been a while, Thor? Shame I couldn't have you hanging upside down, bleeding like last time." Gorr said, earning a look of cold fury. He looked at Zeus. "The High and mighty King of Olympus. Oh, how I've dreamed of one day going to Omnipotent city and slaughtering every god there, bathing in their blood. You especially for all your heinous crimes. Neglecting those who worshipped you."

"Release these bonds and I'll show you what a true god can do!" Zeus sneered but a tendril covered his mouth. Gorr looked at Stormbreaker. 

He chuckled darkly. "Did you think a new weapon would help you defeat me? Along with two Ghost of Spartas?" Norse and Greek's eyes narrowed at the mention of their nickname. Gorr turned around, forming a chair with his symbiote, sitting down, looking almost giddily at the two. "I have to admit... I am a big fan of your work. Your slaughter of the gods. Gouging Poseidon's eyes before snapping his neck. Ripping Hades soul with his own claws. Ripping off Helios head. Cutting Hermes legs off. Snapping Hera's neck like a twig. Oh, and best of all, your relentless beatdown of Zeus. Ah, such glory." Norse looked at him coldly.  "Snapping Baldur's neck was tame but burying your axe in Magni's face was certainly a delight." 

Freya growled, wanting to wrap her hands around Gorr's neck but couldn't.

"You represent everything wrong with the Gods. How much suffering did you endure because of them? How did you lose? How many did you lose? After all, your boy is the only thing you have left to live for." He looked at Atreus, who squirmed at the gleam in the God Butcher's eyes. "I wonder what would happen if i just..." He made throat slitting motion. "Ended your lineage."

Norse growled while Greek sneered. "Then you will meet the very monster that destroyed Olympus."

"OOoohh, how exciting." Gorr grinned, cackling like a mad man.

"If you plan on killing us, then for norns sake, just get it over with." Loki remarked. Gorr whirled, in less than second he was up in Loki's face.

"Really? You..."

"Yes, I do. After all, I am the God of Mischief." Loki shrugged. Gorr grabbed him by the chin, looking deep into his eyes. 

"No, little frost giant. You aren't just that." Gorr said.

Thunder roared from outside the shadow cube as lightning crackled through Thor's body, his eyes glowing white.

"Oh yes, let's see the fireworks. Let us see what this new All-Father can do." Gorr said.

A giant blast of lightning hit the shadow cube, freeing everyone.

“This is between you and me, Gorr. Let us settle this.” Thor said, his voice booming. Everyone else dispersed, joining the battle.

“Yes, Thunder. Let us end this.” Gorr summoned the All Black, the Necrosword resting in the palm of his right hand.

Both of them stared each other down, ignoring the growing chaos around them.

Both of them lunged at each other, their clash creating shockwaves felt across this and countless worlds.

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Volkrieg

Thor and Gorr’s battle shook the very foundations of Volkrieg and many other planets, their clash making them travel across several planets.

Diana sliced and cut many of the Hel Walkers and Draugr in her way.

Greek fired Typhon’s Bane at enemies far from him and the others, keeping close to Atreus.

Dante and Vergil were back-to-back, using Balrog and Beowulf respectively.

Sinestro fired his ring, killing several Hel Walkers.

Atrocitus fired from his mouth, burning all those who felt it such as the Hel Walkers.

Hercules slammed his fists on a Draugr’s face. He grabbed another, ripping it apart with his bare hands.

Heracles used his Cestus, killing any Draugr’s in his path.

Hades slammed each of his claws down before slamming both of them down, killing dozens of Draugr.

Ares cut down any and all Hel Walkers in his path.

Ghost Rider spined around, using his chain to burn all Hel Walkers near his vicinity.

Hulk roared, grabbing Draugr and crushing them in his hands before throwing towards other Draugr.

Sparda held a Hel Walker by his face, crushing it in his hand as he front kicked another.

Beta Ray Bill threw Mjolnir at several Draugr as he killed all who got close to him with his bare hands.

Supergirl fired her heat vision as Captain Atom fired energy blasts from his hands, killing Hel Walkers.

Star Sapphire formed a lance construct as she killed several Draugr.

Venom ripped and tore Draugr limb from limb.

Aquaman twirled his trident, driving into a Draugr. He turned around, delivering a back hand to another.

Luke used his lightsaber, cutting down Hel Walkers left and right.

Norse slammed his axe down on a Draugr, cutting it down as he then threw it to a pair near him.

Freya transformed into her animal, diving in to a Draugr and coming out the other way.

Superman staggered back from Doomsday’s punches.

The Kryptonian made monster roared, going for another earth-shattering punch but Poseidon slammed Hippocampi on the monster.

“Another one to fall to the might of Olympus.” Poseidon said arrogantly. Superman flew up next to him, looking grim.

“For him, that tickles.” Superman said. Poseidon raised a confused eyebrow till he felt Hippocampi being lifted.

Doomsday roared, pushing the sea horse crab off him.

Poseidon slammed his trident down, causing massive electrical shocks on the ground but Doomsday merely pushed past it. He leaped at the Sea god but Zeus thunderbolts kept him at bay.

“Anything useful?” Poseidon inquired.

“He can adapt to any and all attacks. If be any chance dies, what killed me won’t kill him a second time.” The Man of Steel Explained.

Doomsday leaped at Zeus, grabbing the King of Olympus, delivering several headbutts that made him stagger. He landed on the ground, delivering Earth shattering punches to the Greek God.

Jean used her telekinesis, holding Doomsday in place though she greatly struggled.

Superman used his heat vision, firing at Doomsday with as much power as he could. Doomsday was not affected by it, firing his own heat vision at the Last Son of Krypton.

Helios ran around him, trying to gain a reaction with several rapid-fire punches but what he did not know was that Doomsday had adapted to the speeds of the two fastest men on Earth and possibly the universe.

He grew a massive spike on his fist. He buried it deep in Helios knee, making the messenger of the Gods scream in pain.

Helios fired from his chariots, barely even fazing Doomsday.

“You’re Helios, the Greek God of the Sun?” Superman inquired, flying next to Helios chariot.

“Yes. Why you ask?” Helios inquired.

“My powers come from the Sun. Light up next to him to give me a power boost.” Superman said.

Helios nodded in understanding, his entire body beginning to glow. Superman raised his arms, feeling his power increase.

Shazam and Martian Manhunter did a duo punch to Doomsday, making him fly several feet away.

Black Adam slammed his entire body down on Doomsday.

“SHAZAM!” A massive lightning bolt fell down on the Kryptonian made monster.

Doomsday was not deterred for even a second. He grabbed Teth Adam by his throat, who struggled to break out of the grip.

Shazam went to assist but Doomsday used his other hand to do the same to Earth’s mightiest mortal.

He pulled them both close and fired his heat vision at full power, making both of them soon fly several feet in the air, landing on the ground hard.

Martian Manhunter transformed into a snake like creature, wrapping around Doomsday, trying to crush him. Doomsday broke out of it.

He delivered a thunder clap, making J’onn groan in pain, kneeling on the ground, clutching his ears.

“Does it have a soul?” Hades asked.

“He does not. He is a monster that only knows hate and rage.” Raiden explained, electrocuting several Hel Walkers near him.

Poseidon slammed several Hippocampi, trying to slow down Doomsday but the creature leapt at the sea god, slamming down on his chest, breaking through the protection with one punch.

Norse and Greek used their chain blades, trying to pull the Kryptonian monster down.

After immense effort, they did. However, Doomsday set his sight on both of them.

He charged at them. Greek and Norse barely held him back, even with their combined strength.

“Dr. Strange. Dr. Fate.” Fujin called out for them. “We must find a way to end or banish this monster.”

“The Phantom Zone is the only place capable of holding him.” Fate said.

“I don’t have my Phantom Zone projector with me.” Superman said sheepishly.

Fate raised his hand and soon, it appeared.

“We need to distract him, still.” Strange pointed out.

Greek back handed Doomsday with his right arm, making the monster stagger back. He summoned to Barbarian’s hammer, slamming it down on the Kryptonian monster but it was not enough.

Doomsday punched Greek in the chest hard, making him cough out blood.

Poseidon slammed several Hippocampi on Doomsday but it was still not enough.

Superman, along with Supergirl, hovered above Doomsday and fire the single biggest and most powerful blast of heat vision they could muster.

Captain Atom, The Lanterns, Zeus and Beta Ray Bill added to it.

Poseidon slammed his trident down on the monster, conjuring the largest amount of electricity he possible could.

Doomsday was not dettered, pushing past all of them.

“What the hell?” Dante, in his SDT, fired meteors from the palms of his hand. When that did not phase Doomsday, Dante opened his hand, summoning a black hole on top of Doomsday.

As it built up, Dante then closed his hand, close the black hole.

Doomsday stagger back, actually having felt that.

Diana slammed her shield down on Doomsday as Heracles punched him hard with his cestus. Hercules fired his arrows coated with hydra blood, which made Doomsday dazed as Ares slammed a giant mace down on him.

“NOW!” Norse put Doomsday in a choke hold but could only barely hold.

Strange and Fate summoned mystical bindings that Doomsday struggled against. Superman, Supergirl, and Greek added to it, keeping Doomsday pinned.

“Dante!” Superman threw him the Phantom Zone projector.

Dante, having been taught by Clark on how to use it, activated it.

Everyone got clear of the area, the bindings keeping Doomsday in place long enough for him to be sent to the Phantom Zone.

Superman’s shoulders sagged in relief.

“Here I thought you would have done the whole, world of Cardboard speech.” Dante remarked.

Superman shook his head, smiling at the Devil hunter.

“Yeah but I don’t think Doomsday would particular care about that detail.” 

Thor slammed down on the surface of a planet, creating a massive crater.

“You were never powerful enough to stop me, Odinson.” Gorr mocked him,

Thor got up, glaring Gorr.

“Back then, not but now, you will feel Heaven’s wrath!” Thor flew at him, slamming Stormbreaker down on Gorr’s All Black.

The two traded brutal blow for brutal blow. Thor swung his hammer-axe as Gorr cut across Thor’s cut, leaving a nasty wound but Thor pushed past it.

Thor hovered above Gorr, holding his hammer up high as lightning crackled from it.

Gorr looked up, seeing just what the Aesir was doing.

“FOR THE NINE REALMS!” Thor fired his God blast, with even Gorr raising his arms to shield himself.

Gorr fell down back on Volkrieg, creating a massive crater.

Gorr shook his head, getting back up.

“Get of my planet!” Razer flew up to Gorr, delivering a ring powered punch.

“BURN!” Atrocitus spewed Red Lantern lava, burning Gorr though his wounds quickly healed.

Sparda brought his sword on Gorr as Luke, Freya, Vergil and Dante did the same, all of them stabbing him.

Norse added his blades as well, creating a smoldering fire that made the God Butcher howl in pain, mostly due to his symbiote.

“This is the end.” Sparda said, driving his sword deeper.

“No! NO!” Gorr pushed them all away with his symbiote, standing over them.

“I will not be denied!” Gorr’s voice boomed. He grabbed Norse by the throat, trying to crush it with his bare hands.

“Before I die, I want you to know that I will torture Atreus to till he begs for mercy. I will do the same to Freya and even Mimir. Then, I’ll go to your world and burn down Asgard with Sindri and Brok’s head as my new trophies though not before I burn their home. I’ll make sure you can see Faye, Callisto, Calliope, Lyssandra, Deimos, Okros, and Atreus of Sparta, in the afterlife.”

Norse’s eyes snapped open, a fire burning within them.

The Spartan Rage fueled him, delivering punch after punch at Gorr, the fire injuring slightly his symbiote.

Norse threw Gorr several feet away as Greek grappled towards the God butcher, using his Golden Fleece to make it hurt more.

Sparda tackled him, burying his fist in Gorr’s fist. He grabbed the God Butcher and head butted him.

The Legendary Dark Knight got off as the Hulk got his hands on him, delivering rapid fire and earth-shattering punches.

Hulk roars in front of Gorr’s face, the god butcher did not flinch.

 “A symbiote…” Venom noted, getting close to Gorr as Hulk held him in place. “Knull’s no less.”

“Boy, was that a nightmare.” Jean couldn’t help but shudder. Knull had terrified made many of them.

“Good thing he is dead. By our hands no less.” Venom remarked.

Gorr growled, batting aside Hulk as he grabbed Venom by his throat. He tore off Venom from Eddie, leaving the man defenseless.

“Watch as I absorb him.” Gorr went to absorb Venom but the Mirage edge and the Devil Sword Dante came out of his chest.

This forced him to let Venom go as he went back to Eddie and the Lethal Protector got out of the God Butcher’s grip.

“I will not be defeated by any of you!!!!” Gorr shouted.

“Yes, you will be.” Thor, Beta Ray Bill and Zeus hovered above the God Butcher.

“ZEUS!” Greek threw the Blade of Olympus at Zeus, who caught it. He nodded in thanks.

Poseidon slammed his fist down on Gorr, keeping him pinned.

Hermes ran circles around him, creating small fiery explosions that kept him stunned along with Hades soul summons and Helios fire blast.

Both Hercules and Heracles slammed both of their fists down on Gorr, making them God butcher on the ground.

Diana and Ares added to it as well along with Superman and Hulk.

Thor, Bill and Zeus placed all three of their weapons in the center, combining their power.

Gorr got everyone off him. He leaped at them, the Necro sword in his hand.

Then the single biggest God blast ever conceived was fired as Gorr landed back on the ground. He took the full force of the God Blast, his symbiote screeching in his head.

The three let up, landing on the ground tiredly.

“Is the demon vanquished?” Bill inquired.

Thor as did the others looked at the massive crater, bigger than all the ones created before.

Gorr, despite the amount of punishment he took, still found the strength and will to get up, clearly in pain and his symbiote not able to heal his injuries due to its own.

“You… you are all nothing but blights on this universe!” Gorr shouted, the hatred and venom dripping from every word. He glared at Thor, Zeus, Freya, Poseidon, Diana, Ares, Hercules, Heracles, Hades, Helios, Hermes, Norse, Greek, Loki, Atreus and even Nabu.

He looked at Greek and Norse.

“You should have joined me, Kratos. I could have helped deliver your revenge on the Gods who have wronged you all your life.”

Both Ghost of Sparta’s glared at Gorr.

“No. I have seen where my vengeance leads me. I will not allow it to consume me again.” Norse said firmly. He spared only a small side glance at Atreus.

“I am not the Gods nor the Titans pawn, Gorr. The Hands of Death could not defeat me. The sisters of fate could not hold me and you will not see the end of this day.” Greek drew his Blades, looking ready to fight.

However, Thor placed a hand on his shoulder, stopping him.

“He is my responsibility. I will deal with him.” Thor levitated over to Gorr.

“You... you don’t deserve this victory, and you all know it. All you’ve ever brought to this universe and others is misery.” Greek and Norse winced, recalling all the pain and trauma the Greek Gods put them through. Heracles, Ares, Hercules, and even Hades sent them looks of sympathy and remorseful. “Gods didn’t create mankind, but someday, if they’re not stopped… they will end it. Mark my words.”

Internally, Gorr could see the utter disappointment and even disgust of his lost loved ones.

His mother’s disappointment, his wife’s utter disgust and both of his children’s look of shock and horror at their father’s actions. For years, he had buried them deep down and whenever dreams surfaced on them calling him out on his actions, he drove his blade into all of them. He broke down in tears but he knew it was necessary.

At least, that was what he told himself.

“You choose hate and vengeance over compassion, Gorr. I understand your pain. I know the loss of those you love but this… is not what they would have wanted.” Thor said.

“THEY WERE FOOLS!” Gorr thundered, startling all of them. “They did not see our God as I have. I have seen the utter callousness, the complete and total disregard for those they consider beneath them they have displayed. After all, how many bastards have you conceived, Zeus? How many monsters have you traded spit, Poseidon?”

The King of Olympus and the Greek God of the Sea looked a bit sheepish and even shame faced but the still glared at Gorr.

“How many people have you killed, Kratos?” Gorr looked at Norse dead in the eye. “How many Gods, Titans and fellow mortals have you killed in the name of your vengeance? After all, you destroyed your own home.”

Norse glared absolute death at the God Butcher.

“It doesn’t matter. I may not have completed my quest… but he will.” Gorr said ominously.

“Who?” Raiden demanded to know.

“You… will find out soon enough.”

Thor swung Stormbreaker, decapitating Gorr’s head.

“Burn the body. Make sure his symbiote can’t heal in any way.” Greek and Norse did so, summoning the fire of Hades with their blades, burning it.

Thor looked solemn. This… cannot happen again. Gorr was a monster but he was the byproduct of the Gods and their disregard for those who worshipped them.

Thor, now the All Father, looked all Gods here with him.

“This cannot happen. Gorr is a monster of our making. We must be better. Otherwise, someone like Gorr or worse will be the end of us.”

Norse looked at Atreus, a look of hope in the fact his son can be better than him.

Greek looked down in shame, knowing Thor was unintentionally mentioning him.

Heracles placed a hand on his half brother’s shoulder, sending an understanding look at the Spartan.

He nodded gratefully.

Zeus looked disgruntled but did admit… Thor had a point. Much like Greek and Norse were monsters of his (or Norse’s case, his counterpart’s) own making. If they hadn’t been pulled, Greek would have killed him and destroy Olympus. The Prophecy of the Marked Warrior did happen and would have been fully realized. He believed he would have triumphed. In the end, Kratos would have suffered… but instead, all that was left was…

Chaos.

“I agree.” Hades said, earning several looks of incredulity.

“I hope you are willing to make changes, Zeus.” Thor said, holding out slightly Stormbreaker, making the threat clear.

“I will. Whatever they may entail.” Zeus said, a bit disgruntled but still begrudgingly accepting.

“Then know that I will keep an eye on you, Zeus.” Fate threatened.

Fate teleports them back to his tower, leaving Volkrieg.

Tower of Fate

As soon as they arrived, Constantine threw Mimir at Norse.

“I never… want to be near him. Ever.” Constantine said with a seriousness that was rare for the Warlock.

“Well, it’s not like you’re a charming presence, Constatine.” Mimir shot back.

Atreus looked amused as did the others who were in the know, Norse included but he hid it under Spartan Stoicism.

Greek looked expectantly at Fate.

“What you promised, Fate.” Greek said.

Fate looked at Greek.

“I shall but not yet. Arbiter is still out there and I must maintain an eye on him. To warn the Rangers. The Spell needed would take far too much out of me. Especially in that I plan on sending those from your world as well.”

Greek looked shock as did Zeus, Heracles, Hades, Poseidon, Helios, Hermes, and Hera.

“What!?” They all looked shocked.

“You will all be needed for the coming Crisis.” Fate said.

“What Crisis?” Norse inquired.

“The Crisis on Infinite Earth’s is the end of all of existence on a multiversal scale that not even you could begin to comprehend.” Raiden explained. “Mine, Fujin’s, Strange, the Sparda’s, Fates and Optimus earths were merged alongside another to create an Earth Prime with power never even conceived.”

“We did a bit of research.” Sparda took over. “Our Earth is host to the or at the very least one of the most powerful versions of many of those across the Multiverse. For example, some versions of Superman can barely destroy an asteroid while ours can destroy several planets.”

Clark looked at bit sheepish at the looks some sent him.

“Our Thor, especially as the new All father, dwarfs his former version on the Earth conceived before Marc Spector and Barry Allen changed things.” Strange added.

“Wait a moment, changes ?” Poseidon asked.

“What do you mean changes?” Mimir inquired.

“Barry Allen, the Speedforce generator of this  and by extension, the rest of the Mutliverse to a lesser extent and Marc Spector, the current of Avator of the Egyptian God Khonshu, went back in time, changing things in our Earths so as to better for Crisis as Barry had seen his Earth before bare witness to it and they were far too underpowered and outmanned to even stand a chance against Mobius, the Anti Monitor or more specifically, his Avatar.” Raiden-95 explained.

Everyone who had not known stood in complete shock.

“Our… our worlds were destroyed?” Atreus asked in a small voice. Even Greek and Norse looked horrified.

“Yes as were countless others but… it opened our eyes and we knew that to win we needed to be at our very best. Barry Allen and Marc Spector had created a catalyst that would lead to an event that would merge our Earths and unite against him.” Fujin explained.

“My world and Luke’s will soon join this alliance we have created.” Orion Pax.

“An ultimate alliance!” Dante exclaimed. Many shot him amused or deadpanned looks. Vergil looked to be done with everything involving his brother (like always).

“Your world is now apart of this and I wish for all you be to be in the know.” Fate finished.

“Would it not be easier to convince our past selves?” Helios pointed out.

“Perhaps but we have something on you that we would never have on them.” Sparda said.

“And what is that?” Hera inquired, curious.

“… Your Guilt at what you have done to Kratos and his family.” All of them took several steps back in shock before taking a moment to consider Sparda’s words.

Hades and Hercules most certainly felt shame and would help Norse to save his family (with Hades wondering if he could save Persephone).

Helios also looked considerate as Hermes and Hera scoffed at that, earning the glares of not one, not two, not three but before Gods (or Goddess in Diana’s case) of War.

Zeus was a mixture of all of them.

“…Very well. Once you have sent us back, I will speak to Thanatos in regards to Deimos and remove the curse on Callisto.” Zeus said after several moments of internal debate.

“Seems you do have some kind of conscience.” Sparda mused out loud.

“The spell shall be cast once Arbiter has been dealt with as I require Leanbow and Udonna’s assistance.” Fate said.

“I’m guessing you are also going to need my help in that department?” Loki asked with a raised eyebrow.

“What do you think?” Strange deadpanned.

“… Very well.” Greek acquiesced. They weren’t saying not, simply stating he needed to wait a while and as much as he wanted to throw himself into it all, hold his daughter after so long, kiss his wife, save Deimos, hug his mother, and even greet Orkos (more so than any other Olympian with the only exception possibly being Heracles) as in his eyes, they had earned that place.

“And I believe that I shall also be included.” Athena stated in a matter-of-fact tone.

“Yes, and you shall not interfere lest it is to assist, Athena. You have been freed of the Madness of the Titans.” Fate said, in a tone that promised dark things should she not listen.

Athena looked disgruntled but knew better than argue with a Lord of Order.

Norse motioned for Greek to follow to somewhere more private, wishing to speak alone with him. Freya followed them, wishing to also speak to him.

“Before you may discuss whatever it is that you shall discuss, I wish to make one request.” Freya said and Norse already know what it was before she ever spoke it. “I wish for you to travel to my land once you have finished your business and try to help my son, Baldur, the Aesir God of Light.”

“Why?” Greek inquired, wondering why she would request that of him.

“Because I killed Baldur to save her life and the possibility of Asgard coming down on us soon after.” Norse stated bluntly.

“…I see.” Greek looked thoughtful. “I make no promise but I will try my very best.”
Freya nodded, knowing that the best she could hope for, especially from someone like Kratos.

“I shall leave you to it then.” Freya walked off, leaving the two Spartans to speak.

“What d you wish to discuss with me?” Greek asked.

“Pandora and Hephaestus. She is the key to the very flame of Olympus and is in the Labyrinth. Only she can help us unlock the power buried deep within us. The power of hope.”

“What do you mean, the power of hope?” Greek looked genuinely confused, as Norse expected.

“When Pandora’s box was created, Athena had put in the Power of Hope alongside the Madness of the Titans to maintain it and when we opened the box to kill Ares, she had believed we absorbed that but we instead received while Olympus was corrupted by the Madness of the Titans.”

“As if they were any better before.” Greek grumbled. Norse nodded in agreement.

“Pandora, despite her age, is a child and one I had grown fond of during my war with Olympus despite my short time with her but it was mostly because she reminded me of… Calliope.” Norse said the last part heavily, the pain and grief still within to this day.

He would forever mourn all those he lost but he would never let them consume him again, especially when Atreus needs him, now more than ever as he comes to his Godhood and learns more of his Jotnar heritage. Having Freya once more as an ally from how things were looking and Atreus now having his counterpart teach him in ways Kratos and even Freya could not.

“And the Smith God?”

“While he did try and kill us, it was only out of fear for us sacrificing Pandora to the flame. He did what any true father would do. Protect his child.” Greek looked thoughtful.

“I will do what I can to assist them.” Greek promised.

“I know.” Norse placed a hand on Greek’s shoulder. “Do what it is necessary. Not because it is written. We… will decided our own fate.”

Greek nodded in agreement.

The two continued talking, discussing how best to approach all of this and what must one do first along with deciding on questioning Fate when exactly Greek be sent back to.

Earth 1993, Pai Zhua Acadamy

Jarrod taught his class, having become a master in the years since the defeat of Dai Shi.

Camille watched from the sidelines, not wishing to interact with the students (she didn’t necessarily hate them, she was just… uncomfortable with them at times).

“Alright then, that is it for today. Remember you have a test on what you have learned so far. Go freshen up and get some rest.” Jarrod said, the students leaving to do as told.

Camille walked up to Jarrod, placing her hand on his arm.

“Is everything alright?” Camille asked, seeing the look on the Black Lion Warrior’s face.

“Something feels… strange.” Jarrod said, a feeling familiar but not quite resonance.

A massive beam came down in front of the two. Both of them were in a fighting stance.

The beam evaporated and there stood Arbiter, his blade in a tight grip.

“You…” Jarrod growled. Camille noted he looked different. He was the same person but there was something… different about him and not just his look.

He looked to have much more power emanating from his very being.

“You are all unworthy.”

Chapter Text

Pai Zhua Academy

Jarrod and Camille looked warily at the Arbiter.

“Your reputation seems to proceed, first Ranger.” Camille noted, having studied Ranger history these past few years after having joined them.

“And your reputation as Dai Shi’s enforcer and consort does not.” Arbiter stated, staring down at Jarrod.

“Dai Shi has been expelled from my body and was destroyed by the three chosen guardians.” Jarrod informed him.

“It matters little. Dai Shi may have been in charge but I still sense the Zocado power within you.” Arbiter noted. “Along with something more… powerful.”

Camille and Jarrod shared a look, wondering what he could mean.

“But it matters little. Especially with the power of a Zeo crystal now running through me.” Arbiter said, electricity coursing through his fingers.

“What!?” They both exclaimed, horrified.

“And I will now end all Rangers of this Earth. For good!” Arbiter lunged at them.

“Spirit of the lion!”

“Spirit of the chameleon!”

Both animal spirits met with the Ranger hunter but a slash of his blade cut them down.

Camille morphed into her combat form while Jarrod’s armor covered him.

Arbiter went for Jarrod’s gut but the Black Lion warrior managed it to make it not hit any vital organs.

“Jarrod!” Camille shouted, going to attack Arbiter with her sais.

“No!” Jarrod said, looking at his lover. “Find the others. I’ll hold him off.” At Camille’s hesitance, he implored. “GO, NOW!”

Camille ran off, leaving the two alone.

Jarrod removed the blade from him, seeing blood coating it.

“Consider me impressed, little lion.” Arbiter said. “Not many Dai Shi’s survived my blows.”

“My name is Jarrod! Dai Shi is dead!” Jarrod snarled, summoning the Zocado power he hadn’t used in years.

Arbiter had to take several steps back at the sheer power coming from him but he pushed forward.

Arbiter with a mighty roar, he slashed across the black lion warrior’s chest, delivering a massive blow.

Jarrod flew back, hitting the wall hard.

“Struggling until the end. Like all Rangers.” Arbiter said, walking towards him.  “The end of the Power Rangers of Earth 1993 is here!” Just as he raised his blade to strike, a gold glow emanated from Jarrod, making Arbiter cover his vision.

Jarrod stood there, now in his Phantom Beast king form.

After the final beast war with Dai Shi, the Rinsin power Dai Shi had taken from him had been returned to him and most likely Camille.

Now, he was going to use it to buy himself time and hopefully weaken Arbiter.

“Not yet. Not for a very long time, Arbiter.” Jarrod said, getting in a fighting stance. They both sared each other down before lunging at each other.

They both traded rapid fire punches, neither giving an inch to the other.

Jarrod went spun around before delivering a brutal blow with his armor’s claws. Arbiter retaliated with his own slash which Jarrod parried and buried his fist into Arbiter’s chest. He then drove deeper, delivering a one-inch punch. Arbiter flew back a bit, actually having felt the blow but only just.

Jarrod was relentless, delivering punch and kick to where ever he could on the Ranger Hunter, trying to take him down.

The Black Lion Warrior used both Zocado and Rinsin in his attack, summoning a giant ball of energy

However, Arbiter was not affected by, using the smoke and was merciless in abusing Jarrod’s weak spot. He drove his blade deep into Jarrod’s gut.

“Powerful… but not enough to defeat me.” Arbiter monotoned, his blade slowly being removed from him.

Jarrod held his gut, blood practically gushing out. If not for his animal spirit, he would have died. His armor disappeared, revealing his wounded and bloodied self.

“You have been deemed unworthy of the power you wield, Jarrod of Earth 1993.” Arbiter said, raising his blade to strike him down.

“No matter how many Rangers fall, there will always be another to stand against you.” Jarrod said, kneeling on the floor, clutching his bleeding side.

“They will fall as well.” Arbiter said coldly.

“The death of us Rangers means the death of us all.” Jarrod, knowing every Ranger was needed for Crisis.

“Then prepare for your death, Jarrod.” Arbiter said.  Just as he was about to strike him down, a blade stopped him.

“Hm… I think not.” Arbiter slowly turned his head to see a very familiar figure.

“Ninjor…” Arbiter trailed off, growling at the Ninjetti.

“Arbiter. I have heard much of you and none of it pleasant.” Ninjor said, an undertone of snark in his voice. “Such a shame that such power is wasted on such evil.”

“I had planned to end all those who were villains to prevent such power but no… I will end the creator of the original power coins!” Arbiter snarled, pushing Ninjor away.

The two then began trading blows, blade for blade being met.

Soon, rain and thunder roared, the two still in their duel.

As their blades clashed at lightspeeds, they cut the rain drops surrounding them before they met in a stalemate, creating a brief window where the rain stopped.

“Why are you doing this? History tells of the first Ranger who was a great warrior, hero and defender of the innocent. So why are you doing exactly what villains the likes of Lord Zedd and Rita Repulsa would gleefully partake?” Ninjor asked, a seriousness he rarely held in his voice.

“Heroes… villains… good… evil… meaningless notions.” Arbiter monotoned. “You, little ninja, and those like you like the wizard Zordon, hand over the power of gods to children and you expect there to be no consequences. I have seen countless world where those who gained such power brought their world to ruin. Your hubris has spawned power rangers across the multiverse who have become petty tyrants and conquerors.”

“If you are speaking of Drakkon, he is merely one of a multitude of good rangers. You cannot judge an entire group for the actions of one.” Ninjor argued, pushing Arbiter away. “You’e nothing but a self-righteous bully

“Perhaps… but I have seen far too many worlds where not just Drakkon but others like such as the likes of Jarrod, Ryan Mitchell, Magna Defender, and more bring their worlds to ruin. I cannot allow another world to be plundered by those like them.” Arbiter said coldly.

“I understand your grievances and even agree with some to an extent… but this… this is not the way. Not the slaughtering of those who only wish to do good. I simply cannot allow that.” Ninjor said severely, getting in a fighting stance. “It makes you no better than every villain each Power Rangers has stood against.”

Arbiter titled his head, almost mocking him before getting in a fighting stance.

“You are not the first Ninjor I have killed.” Arbiter informed him before lunging at Ninjor, delivering several rapid-fire punches at Ninjor, which the ninjetti managed to parry though some did land. “Come little ninja. Die like the rest of your fellow Ninjetti.”

Arbiter delivered a massive powered punch on Ninjor’s chest, which made the ninja take several steps back. He at first shrugged it off before the real pain settled in, making really feel it.

Jarrod, having used some how managed to cauterize his wound, run to Ninjor, helping him up.

“He is far too powerful. Even for the both of us.” Jarrod said.

“Then it’s a good thing you guys aren’t alone.” Casey’s Striker rider roared, firing at Arbiter, who took a few steps back at the blasts.

“Camille came to us.” Lily said, helping Jarrod stand up while Theo helped Ninjor.

“Are you alright, Jarrod?” Dom asked.

“Yes… thank you.” Jarrod said, feeling the adrenaline wear off.

“Can you still fight?” Theo inquired.

“When it comes to evil, I will always fight no matter what.” Ninjor said.

“Well, that’s certainly a good answer.” RJ remarked.

All Jungle fury rangers glared at Arbiter, who looked no paused by their presence.

“It would seem my work will be over a bit sooner.” Arbiter summoned back his blade, getting in a fighting stance. However, he was soon covered by roots, pinning him. “What!?”

“Surprise.” Xander Bly quipped, holding out his morpher. His team was with him.

“No matter. I can still defeat you all.” Arbiter said.

“Then show us your power, Arbiter.” Eric Myers said in a bored toned, walking up to the others alongside his team.

“Let’s see if this is more of a challenge.” Trent Mercer added, his team (including Anakin) also joining the others. The Alien Rangers also appeared, in their ranger forms.

“It would seem my extermination of the rangers of Earth 1993 will be dealt with much quicker then anticipated.” Arbiter said slowly.

“You guys ready?” Jen Scotts shouted.

“READY!”

“Time for time force!” “Quantum power!”

“Dino thunder, power up!” “White ranger, dino power!”

“Magical source, mystic force!”

“Jungle beast, spirit unleashed!”

All of them morphed instantly.

“Once a ranger, always a ranger!” They shouted.

“Come on!” Arbiter said, getting in a fighting stance. Anakin unsheathed his bracio sword.

“Okay… let’s dance!” They all charged at him.

Arbiter delivered a gut punch to mystic force yellow, Chip Thorn, before kicking Corcus, the Black Alien ranger, making land on the ground several feet away.

Ninja Storm arrived, using their hyper speeds alongside the Alien Rangers to heavily weaken Arbiter, but his slashes them always, heavily injuring them.

Just as he approaches them, the Time force and Dino Thunder fire upon him but he fires a massive beam, heavily injuring them all.

Lightspeed and Wild Force arrive, firing their blasters and crystal sabers at the Ranger hunter but retaliated with a wave of his hand, electricity hitting them all hard.

“I am will end the last Ninjetti so thar there lineage is no more.” Arbiter monotoned, walking closer to the injured Ninjor.

The Jungle Fury summoned their spirt animals but they were all batted aside by Arbiter. He charged up his next attack and delivered a slash across all of the Rangers.

“We need the Zeo rangers.” Shane groaned.

“Fat chance they’ll have a better chance than us.” Xander said, helping him up.

“Then we go all out.” Nick Russel, Mystic Red, said. “Conner. Shane. Carter. Wes. Eric. Let’s even things up.”

“Let’s do it.” Conner Mcknight, Dino thunder Red, said in agreement.

As Arbiter tilted his head curiously, all Mystic Rangers summoned their magic, firing at him.

“It seems your corrupted power of the Grid will fall, Arbiter.” Leanbow, Wolf Warrior, said.

“No… no it will not!” Arbiter voice boomed, a massive blast of energy emanating from his very being. All of the Mystics fell to the ground, groaning in pain.

However, they bought the time needed.

All the red rangers stood in there battlelizers.

 “Let’s do it.” Shane flew at him, his sword meeting Arbiter’s blade.

Wes and Conner went for the sides, delivering a massive cut across both sides.

Nick came from above, using his batons to delivering a ground slam to Arbiter as Shane got out of the way.

Carter and Eric fired their blasters, adding more injuries.

Just as they all went for the final kill, Arbiter grabbed Wes by the neck.

“WES!” Jen shouted but Cole Evans, Wild Force red, stopped her.

“You are all unworthy@!” Arbiter slammed Wes down on the ground, creating a huge explosion.

“We’ve got to help them.” Jason said, getting his morpher.

“We can’t. Not yet.” Adam Park, Zeo green, argued.

“I don’t care if I die. I will not let them die for our choices.” Jason shot back. “We started this the moment we accepted Zordon’s offer to stop Rita Repulsa nearly thirty years ago but we didn’t. This whole thing with us Rangers started with us. And if it ends with us, so be it but they will be pay for our choices.”

“He’s right.” Tommy said, the green and red ranger sharing a look. “If we die, then so be it. But they came after us. We set the example they simply followed. It’s up to us.”

“Let’s do it.” Billy agreed.

“I’m game.” Zack added.

“Always here.” Trini said.

“Let’s end this.” Kimberly added.

“Same here.” Rocky DeSantos said as well.

“It was an honor fighting alongside all of you.” Tanya Sloan said.

“Make that two.” Katherina Hillard added.

All of them placed their hands in the middle, signaling their full commitment.

“Once a ranger…” Jason started.

“Always a ranger!” They all finished together.

As the Zeo rangers walked off, going to join their Rangers in fellow battle, the MMPR felt as if time itself has stopped.

“You have all proven your selves worthy.” They all turned to see Six beings in white though one had red, another with blue, another with green, another with black and lastly, one with gold.

“Who are you?” Billy inquired.

“We are the Morphing Masters, Billy Cranston.” The One in blue said.

“We have watched since the beginning of your careers and we have deemed worthy of an even greater form of power. The power that has only ever been accessed by one.” The one in pink said.

“Arbiter.” Trini hypothesized.

“Correct, Trini Kwan. However, we have seen the atrocities that he has committed, wishing we could stop him but no ranger he has faced, not even the Ninjors were worthy. You have all proven worthy.” The One in gold said.

“Gather in a circle. Receive your power.” The One in red said.

The original six rangers did as told, getting a circle and holding hands.

Each morphing master placed their staff on one ranger’s head, letting the power course through them.

They felt themselves morph into their Ranger forms but they felt something… different about it. A far greater surge of power than anything they have ever felt. Even Tommy and Jason, who had the Zeo powers at one point and in the former’s case, still has access to them.

“Go now not just as Rangers of Earth 1993. You are the Power Rangers of the Multiverse.” All six morphing masters together as a white light engulfed them. As soon as the light dissipated, all six of them teleported out of there.

Arbitier held all five Lost Galaxy rangers in their combined attack with the lights of Orion and threw straight at Magna Defender and Camile, who all were forced clutching their sides in pain from the massive blow.

Same with the Galaxy Rangers as the In Space Rangers went for him but he batted them all aside.

Dino Charge, Ninja Steel and Megaforce all fired their combined blasts but it did not affect him. Arbiter fired his own blast in retaliation.

Jen walked as she clutched her bleeding shoulder, going to Wes side.

“Wes.” She cried. She placed two tentative fingers in his neck. She let out sigh of relief at the fact he lived.

“Animarium armor.” Cole charged at him with Andros but they were both held by the throat by Arbiter.

He slammed both of them together three time before throwing them aside like a bag of potatoes.

The Operation Overdrive team arrived alongside the Sentinel Knight, Samurai team, Blue Centurion, Phantom Ranger and Beast Morphers.

Arbiter tore through each and every one of them before throwing Sentinel Knight near the injured Ninjor.

“Seems this is the end.” Sentinel Knight noted.

“No… it can’t be.” Ninjor said with a shake of his head.

Blue Centurion was held by throat as Arbiter buried his blade deep in his gut.

“You’re nothing but children trying play gods and expect there to be no consequences. You are all a disease, an affliction to the Grid itself and I am the cure.” Arbiter said coldly, throwing Blue Centurion at Justin, Turbo Ranger blue.

“White Mystic snow!” Uddonna roared, firing her magic at the Ranger Hunter. Leanbow, Daggeron and Nick added to it, trying to stop Arbiter but he adavanced, barely phased by it. The other Mystic Rangers added to it, giving it even more power but…

It was not enough.

Arbiter closer to them before slamming his blade on the ground, making them all fly several feet, landing on the ground, groaning and moaning in pain.

“Nothing you throw at me, no matter how Rangers you have, you are all nothing but Unworthy to the Power you have been given. Surrender it and I will spare your lives.” Arbiter said, looking at all the Rangers on the ground in pain, many of them having their helmets broken and helmets tattered. “All except the little ninja and guardian of the corona aurora.”

“No.” SPD’s Doggie Crueger said, getting in front of them, Anakin and the recently arrived Zeo Rangers backing him up. “We don’t trade lives. It’s not the size of the dog in a fight. It’s the size of the fight in the dog.”

Other Rangers began getting up, flanking the others as Arbiter tilted his head curiously at all of them.

“No one gets inside our circle.” Doggie said, his sentiments being echoed by every ranger there.

“Consider me impressed by your devotion. I have faced countless Rangers but you… you are truly willing and ready to die for your cause.” Arbiter said, a begrudging undertone of respect in his voice. “Why?”

“Because it’s the right thing.” Carter said with all the conviction he had. “Because we are the Power Rangers…”

“Defenders of Earth and the universe! Now and forever!” They all shouted.

Arbiter couldn’t but respect them. Out of all the Rangers he had hunted down, this Earth had truly tested his might, his power.

“No matter. You are all still Unworthy.” Arbiter raised his fist, becoming covered in morphing grid energy.

“Everyone get down!” Kira Ford, Yellow Dino Thunder, shouted.

“The Power Rangers are no more!!” Arbiter slammed his fist down on the ground, creating a huge shockwave.

 A huge explosion could be seen from afar.

The Pai Zhua academy was in ruins, Rangers littered around everywhere. Not dead but unconscious and badly injured.

Arbiter stood in the middle of that wreckage, looking around to see how things have come to this.

Tower of Fate

Dr. Fate opened his eyes in complete horror.

Both Kent Nelson and Nabu felt genuine concern for the Rangers.

“What is it?” Strange inquired.

“Arbiter has gotten his hands on a zeo crystal and has absorbed its power.” Fate said in abject horror.

“What!?” Sparda shouted. He knew exactly who was responsible.

“How are you so sure?” Fujin asked, merely wishing to fact check.

“Nearly every Ranger faced him combat along with Ninjor, Blue Centurion, Phantom Ranger, Magna Defender, and Sentinel Knight. It was not enough.” Fate said with a shake of his head.

“By the elder gods…” Raiden said in horror.

“He must be stopped.” Orion Pax said.

“No.” Fate said, everyone shooting him incredulous looks. “The Morphing Masters have intervened and have given a very rare access to the Grid to the original six.”

They all nodded in understanding but still…

“I will maintain an eye on how events progress.” Fate promised returning to his watching.

Sparda huffed, using his breach opener to leave the tower.

“You don’t think…” Zatanna trailed off, looking concerned.

“Yes.” Raiden said.

Pai Zhua Academy

Arbiter held Orion by the throat, the super mega force ranger struggling to escaped but failing miserably.

“Come out! Surrender your powers and I will spare him along with the rest of you!” Arbiter said.

“Don’t you even think…” Arbiter backhanded Orion, breaking bits of his helmet to reveal bits of blood on his face.

“Stop!” Troy Burrows, mega force red, said, getting out of the wreckage.

“Surrender your morpher.” Arbiter commanded. Troy as did nearly everyone looked conflicted but he demorphed, throwing it at Arbiter’s feet.

“What are you doing?” Orion mumbled.

Others followed soon after.

“It would seem despite your deeply held beliefs, you relented. You have held out longer than every other Ranger I have killed. For that, you have earned my begrudging respect for that, Rangers.” Arbiter said.

Only one refused to give up his powers.

“Give it to me or he dies.” Arbiter threatened, tightening his grip on Orion’s throat.

Anakin clentched his brachio staff harder.

“Do it!” Arbiter roared. Anakin relented, de morphing and throwing his dino morpher in the pile where all the others were.

Arbiter grabbed Orion’s morpher and threw it to the pile. He then threw to where his team was, who helped him up.

“You see? You are all nothing but children given the power of gods. At least now you have finally seen sense.” Arbiter raised his blade, going to destroy said morphers.

“NO!” Anakin forced pushed the Ranger hunter several feet away, hitting a wall hard. Arbiter’s visor glowed, hitting Anakin with electricity hard.

Anakin was on the ground, groaning in pain.

“Do not think I do not recognize you, jedi!” Arbiter walking near him. Everyone wanted to go close to Anakin but Arbiter’s was strong, especially without there morphers.

“Leave him alone!” Ninjor said, getting in front of the jedi. “Do whatever you wish with me but spare everyone else.”

“What?” Many of them echoed.

“Ninjor, he’ll kill you!” Leanbow argued.

“Then so be it.” Ninjor conceded as Arbiter walked closer and closer to the ninjetti, looming over him.

“No tricks? No fighting back?” Arbiter inquired. At Ninjor’s nod, Arbiter immediately grabbed the Ninjetti and threw him several feet away, near one of the destroyed buildings of the Academy.

Arbiter closed the distanced, grabbing Ninjor’s helmet before headbuting him. He grabbed him by the back of his helmet, delivering two brutal punches to it. He then followed by a kick which made his raise himself high, which Arbiter used to grab him by the throat.

“No!” Everyone went to assist but Arbiter created force field around the area, blocking everyone out. Daggeron and Leanbow used their mystic warrior forms, slashing theirs blades as they did their best to break through it alongside Sentinel Knight, Blue Centurion and Phantom Ranger.

Arbiter slammed Ninjor’s head into the wall before grabbing it with both hands. He repeatedly slammed him down, the last one slamming him down on the ground. Arbiter grabbed him with both hands and threw him several feet, away hitting a large rock.

“No…” Jen said in horror.

“I’m… I’m sorry my friends.” Ninjor said, try to crawl away but Arbiter kept advancing.

“Run… hide… fight… it makes no difference.”  Arbiter said. He kicked Ninjor, making lay on his back. He then slammed his foot on the Ninjetti, ignoring the looks of horror from everyone else and looking only at the pain Ninjor was undoubelty suffering from all of his injuries.

No less then what he deserved for the creation of the power coins, in Arbiter’s eyes.

The Zeo rangers arrived, watching on abject horror.

“What the…” Kat trailed off. Seeing the others trying to break through, the Zeo rangers joined along with the recently arrived Gold Zeo Ranger, Trey of Trifforia.

“Any last words, little ninja?” Arbiter inquired.

Despite his numerous injuries and absolute certainty of death, Ninjor still looked up defiantly at the Ranger Hunter.

“You… will never… win.” Ninjor said weakly.

Arbiter raised his blade up high, wishing to end the Last Ninjetti.

Just as he was blade was to strike him down, another stopped him.

Arbiter slowly looked, in shock at the new form of the Red Ranger.

Zack and Billy delivered a duo punch, making the Arbiter take several steps back.

Arbiter looked at them, in shock.

“What… impossible!” Arbiter said in shock.

In front of him stood the original six human rangers of this Dimension but in more armored and battle-ready attire compared to the more typical spandex look.

“Your evil ends here, Arbiter.” Tommy said, pointing a finger at him.

Arbiter felt a power emanating from them he had not felt in years.

The same power that had given to him by the Morphing Masters.

“Why? You are all Unworthy.” Arbiter argued.

“Maybe… but that isn’t for you to decided.” Jason shot back.

“Once a Ranger, always a Ranger.” Trini said, backing up husband.

“Till now…”

“Till forever.” Billy and Kimberly joined their side.

“So, I’d suggest you walk away.” Zack added.

“For your own sake.” Tommy said.

“For we will end this. Here and now.” Jason promised.

Arbiter looked almost surprised at the powerful conviction held within them.

“No matter. I will end you, once and for all.” Arbiter said, getting in a fighting stance.

Everyone watched on with rapt attention, knowing what this battle meant to the rest of this Dimension and countless others.

The Fate of the Power Rangers, past, present and most importantly, future hanged in the balance.

Chapter Text

Pai Zhua Academy

We need a here by Ron Wasserman plays

The Power Rangers, the original six stared down the Arbiter. They raised their weapon till it was next to their chest as Arbiter did the same.

All of them got in a combative stance simultaneously.

Arbiter charged at them, delivering a brutal punch to Billy as Zack slammed his axe down on the Ranger Hunter’s right shoulder.

Tommy aimed his dragon dagger, lasers firing from it that hit Arbiter.

Arbiter growled, going for Billy, who rolled out of the way as Trini went in, slicing Arbiter with her power daggers. Arbiter grabbed one of her wrists, going to crush it but Jason delivered a massive slash across his chest with his power sword.

Tommy did a spin, landing in front of Arbiter as Dagger slashed him, creating sparks.

Arbiter roared, throwing away his blade, deciding to use his fists for this fight.

The Ranger decided to do this as well. Better not here they weren’t making the fight fair.

Arbiter goes to punch Jason but Zack gets in the way as Kimberly knees him in thew gut as Tommy and Billy both kicked him in the back followed up by Trini uppercutting him.

“Power… Such power should not be in your hands!” Arbiter said, beginning the consider the possibility he may actually lose.

That he may actually die here and now.

“We were chosen to be Power Rangers, Arbiter. That is who we are. Now and forever.” Jason said firmly, his team nodding in agreement as did every Ranger watching this fight.

Arbiter lunged at them, going for rapid fire punches but they all met them blow for blow.

Zack sweeped his legs as both ladies due kicked him mid air. Zack then followed it up by slamming both his fists on Arbiter, creating a crater.

Tommy went, delivering rapid fire punches before ending it by stomping his foot as Jason walked over to him.

“You think… you think I am will die here?” Arbiter groaned.

“No… You are going to die here.” Jason said, shocking many of the Rangers there outside his team and the other oldest Rangers. “A Crisis is coming and I just know that there far greater threats coming that keeping you alive is for too much of a risk. Sometimes doing the right thing is messy.”

Arbiter let out a mirthless, mocking laugh.  “The right thing… you sound just like… Drakkon.”

“We’re nothing like that monster!” Tommy roared. Kimberly put her foot on Arbiter’s throat, pinning him as she aimed her bow at the Ranger hunter.

“How many… how many of our fellow Rangers have you slaughtered? For what!? Because a few of us became evil?” Kimberly demanded to know.

“By that logic, we should kill every version of the Justice League due to the Justice Lords.” Zack scoffed in disgust.

“Your logic is flawed as it’s usually a 2 out of 10 of every hero that goes evil.” Billy pointed out.

“That variable is still far too high.” Arbiter argued.

“It will always be like that because we aren’t gods!” Jason shouted, motioning to him and every other Ranger in the now ruined Pai Zhua academy. “We didn’t ask for these powers, for this burden, this responsibility but we did it because it was the right thing and it still is. The world needs people who are willing to stand in the face of evil and say ‘no, you will no conquer this universe.’ That is what we fight for. That is why we are Power Rangers.”

“Now and forever.” Tommy added, a look of understanding passing between the two old friends.

Arbiter pushed away Kimberly, who was thankfully caught by Billy and Trini.

Arbiter summoned his blade, getting back up. He glared at the original six Rangers.

“Crisis or not, either you six die or I do.” Arbiter stated.

“So be it.” They all summoned their weapons before the combined it into the mega blaster as Tommy went to hold Arbiter

Arbiter ducked under Tommy’s kick before back handing the Green Ranger. Tommy shook it off, trying to deliver slashes to Arbiter but he dodged all of them.

“Power Axe.” The Black Ranger said, motioning for it to form in the air.

“Power Bow.” The Pink Ranger added her main weapon.

“Power Daggers.” The Yellow Ranger threw her main weapon.

“Power Lance.” The Blue Ranger added his weapon.

“Power Sword.” Jason went in the air, grabbing the Power Blaster as he added his sword to it

“Time for the power blaster.” All five echoed.

“Get out of the way, Tommy.” The Kimberly shouted. Tommy, having heard them, used Arbiter as a spring board to jump towards the others.

“Fire!” The Power blaster fired its lasers, hitting Arbiter as Tommy added his Dragon Dagger’s own to give it an extra boost.

Arbiter growled, walking towards them.

“I… will… not… be… denied!” Arbiter roared.

“How is he surviving all of that?” Conner McKnight asked in shock and even horror.

“Rangers, add your power to it.” Ninjor said, some of his injuries having healed a bit.

“But… but how?” Jen asked.

“You are the Power Rangers, not the morphers.” Ninjor said. They all shared looks before they all nodded in agreement as they closed their eyes.

The pile of Morphers soon began to shake as they all floated in the air.

“Wow…” Adam said.

All seven combatants stopped, looking in shock.

“What!?” Arbiter asked in shock and even a hint of awe. This… this had never happened before.

Each Ranger held out their hand for their morpher. The Morphers went straight for them, breaking through Arbiter’s shield.

As they reached their hands, they all morphed.

“Mighty Morphin.”

“Alien Rangers.”

“Zeo.”

“Turbo.”

“Space.”

“Lost Galaxy.”

“Lightspeed Rescue.”

“Time Force.”

“Wild Force.”

“Ninja Storm.”

“Dino Thunder.”

“SPD.”

“Mystic Force.”

“Operation Overdrive.”

“Jungle Fury.”

“RPM.”

“Samurai.”

“Megaforce.”

“Dino Charge.”

“Ninja Steel.”

“Beast Morphers.”

“Rangers, give him everything you’ve got.” Tommy said, as they all aimed their weapons at the Arbiter.

“No!” Arbiter shouted in outrage.

“Fire!” Every Ranger fired on the Arbiter, who felt the sheer power they all wielded combined at full force.

‘They… they may just be worthy’ Arbiter couldn’t help but note. No Ranger had ever come close to defeating him but this Earth’s rangers alongside those that arrived to assist them…

They did what he had believed to be impossible. They had defeated the First Ranger.

Soon, Arbiter felt his entire beginning die out.

He roared as he exploded. Everyone shielded their eyes.

As the dust cleared, the original six walked to where Arbiter was.

All that was left was part of his helmet and blade.

“He’s… he’s dead?” Xander mumbled in awe. He knew no one, not even the First Ranger could survive all of that but it was still a shock that defeated the equivalent of the boogeyman for them Rangers.

“He is.” Jason said, looking at all of them. He looked at every Ranger gathered, knowing this would be far from the last time this would happen and knowing many of them would not survive but still…

“Power Rangers forever!” Jason shouted, raising his power sword up high.

“Power Rangers forever!” They all echoed.

Earth Prime

Uatu watched as The Power Rangers had overcome a threat possibly greater than any other villain they had faced.

They truly were worthy.

“It would seem your plan has failed, Novu.” Uatu said, having sensed the cosmic deity entering his domain. “Gorr and Arbiter were nothing more than your pawns?”

The Monitor said nothing, merely scowling at the Watcher.

“Yet, you did not interfere.” Novu noted idly.

“No, it did not for I simply cannot.” Uatu stated bluntly.

“Then you cannot retaliate against me.” Novu said coolly.

“But I can.” Just as Novu turned around, Sparda had Novu by the throat.

The Legendary Dark knight glared at the Cosmic Deity, electricity sizzling from his demon form.

“Do not attempt such a tactic again, Novu or there will not be a next time.” Sparda said. Sparda slammed Novu on the ground before proceeding the savagely beat the cosmic deity.

After 10 minutes, he stopped and got himself of as he reverted to his human form.

“Consider this your final warning, Monitor.” Sparda warned before breaching out of the Watcher’s domain.

The Monitor got up, groaning in slight pain but shrugged it off.

“I know what of you are planning to do and it would be most unwise.” Uatu said in warning.

Mar Novu merely opened breach and left, leaving the Watcher alone once more.

Uatu shook his head, knowing he couldn’t interfere, but Novu’s underhanded tactics and manipulations have left a bitter taste in his mouth. It also began growing small seeds of doubt if he would abide by his oath to merely watch.

Only time would tell…

Anti-Matter universe

The Anti Monitor stood in front of Shang Tsung and Eobard Thawne’s most recent acquisition.

“Why bring him into all of this? He has no true use for us.” Shang Tsung inquired.

“He has more value than you may believe, Sorcerer.” Anti-Monitor said.

As their… guest began to stir, Anti Monitor walked towards him.

“Where… Am I?” Their guest inquired. He was human but without any skin and an exoskeleton around his body, a mask covering his face but his brain was more than visible.

“You are in my domain, Lord Zedd.” The Prince of Darkness immediately shot up, aiming his staff at them. Anti-Monitor laughed mockingly, sending shivers down the spine of Zedd but he did not show it.

“What… what are you?” Lord Zedd inquired.

“All that you need to know is that we… are they key to your revenge against the meddlesome Power Rangers.” Shang Tsung said in his slippery, snake like voice.

Lord Zedd felt his blood boil. The thought of those who had ruined his plans time and time again made burn with his rage.

“What must be done?” Lord Zedd, deciding to at the very least hear their offer. Shang internally smirked, knowing this was going exactly what they wanted.

“Before you here our proposal, introductions are in order. Eobard Thawne.” Thawne said.

“Shang Tsung.” Shang said, bowing slightly.

“And I… am the Anti-Monitor.”

Lord Zedd looked at all of them, weighing his options. From the looks of it, they may not seem like much. At least, Shang Tsung and Eobard Thawne weren’t but he could tell from the look in their eyes they were dangerous. Oh, so very dangerous.

But… if this was the path to his revenge on those meddlesome Power Rangers…. So be it.

“Very well.” Lord Zedd, holding out his hand to shake. Thawne shook it as Shang smirked.

“Welcome to our… deadly alliance.”

Unknown location

The Monitor breached, seeing darkness enveloping the desert like terrain.

“Do you have it?” A voice rumbled. A very tall, human looking man walked out of the shadows. He wore a skull mask along with his helmet.

“Yes.” Mar Novu held out his hand. In a moment, the cosmic cube appeared. He handed it over to the stranger.

Despite himself, he looked warily at Mar Novu.

“Why give this to me?” He inquired.

“Because you are the only one who can truly wield its power and use it to restore outworld to its former glory.” Novu said. “Shao Kahn.”

The Former Emperor of Outworld grinned, his teething shown.

“You flatter me, Mar Novu but… should this be a trick…” Shao Kahn trailed off, the threat very clear.

Mar Novu breached out, leaving Shao Kahn alone with the Cosmic cube.

‘Now… it begins.’

Earth Prime, Watchtower

Clark, Steve and Liu Kang were talking with each other, walking along the hallways when they entered the common area, seeing Jason and Tommy sitting there. They sported several bruises and cuts but overall, they looked alright.

“How did the fight with the Arbiter go?” Liu Kang inquired, having been informed by the First Avenger and Man of Steel.

“Quite well, all things considered.” Jason said, looking at all three of them. “No one died, thank god.”

“Small mercies.” Steve said softly.

“Yeah.” Tommy said before looking Clark, who still looked a bit winded. “You good?”

“Yeah, just… had to fight an old enemy.” Clark said.

“We got time.” Tommy said, getting comfortable in his chair.

Clark sighed but sat down, as did the Captain and Shaolin as he began to explain his side of the story.

Tower of Fate.

Greek, Zeus, Poseidon, Helios, Hermes, Hera, and Heracles all stood in a circle that had been drawn.

“Given we are sending five gods and two demigods, the magic needed was far stronger than normally required.” Raiden explained. “With Leanbow and Uddona’s magic to couple with mine, my counterpart, Fuijn, Dr. Strange, Wong, Loki, Zatanna, Constantine and Nabu’s, we will be able to send you back in time.”

“But when exactly will you send us back?” Greek asked.

“Before the death of your family, if that is what you are curious about.” Fate said. Greek looked a tad nervous but hid it behind Spartan stoicism.

Norse and Greek shared a look of understanding as they nodded to each other.

“Be better.” Norse said quietly. Greek nodded, knowing that he will do his best.

“Mind if I add my own as well?” Freya inquired, walking towards the group of Gods and magic wielders.

“The more the better, luv.” Constantine remarked.

Soon, they all began chanting as the circle glowed.

“Wow…” Atreus said in awe, having never seen such display of magic.

“Wow indeed, laddie.” Mimir remarked. He had seen very powerful displays of magic none compared to this.

A golden glow began to cover those in the circle.

A moment later, they were gone.

“It is done.” Fate announced.

“Good.” Hercules said, walking towards Thor with two giant glasses of beer in each hand. Thor sighed but did grab him as the two proceeded to chug it down.

Loki shook his head at the two’s antics.

Norse looked annoyed, almost as if he was reminded of Brok.

“Well, only so many differences.” Mimir quipped.

“Still, I wish for you stay here a bit.” Loki said, looking to Norse and Atreus. “I wish to try and teach the boy at least some of what I know.”

“In that case, I wish to also help. There may be discrepancies between your dimensions magic and ours.” Freya said. Norse looked conflicted but seeing the almost child like hope in Atreus made him relent.

“Very well.” Norse conceded. Atreus practically leaped in joy, making Norse smiled just the smallest bit.

“Perhaps you would like to join us to see who can out drink us?” Hercules suggested with a grin.

“No.” Norse said in a deadpan tone.

“Come on, just one drink.” Hercules pleaded. Norse looked annoyed.

“Fine.” He huffed, walking towards them.

“This should be interesting.” Fujin remarked.

Earth 1995

Raiden stepped out of the breach, as he took in his dimension after so long.

“Lord Raiden?” Liu Kang, his Liu Kang, asked in shock.

“It is me, Liu Kang.” Raiden said with smile.

“It’s good to see you.” Liu Kang said a matching smile.

“Where are the others?” Raiden inquired.

“They are inside the temple. Come. Let us rejoin them.” Liu Kang said, leading Raiden towards the others.

Earth 2010

Orion Pax stepped foot on the Nemesis war ship, once again back in the air.

“Who are you?” Several vehicons, now with Autobot insignias, questioned, aiming their guns at him.

“Hold your fire!” A very familiar voice rung out as a familiar yellow and black color mech made his to Orion Pax.

The Prime smiled at the very familiar face.

Bumblebee, his Bumblebee looked at him in pure awe.

“Optimus?” Bumblebee said in awe and shock.

“Hello Bumblebee.” Orion Pax said, smiling at his former scout. Bee trapped the Prime in a hug, which the Prime reciprocated soon after.

“It’s… it is really good to see you alive.” Bumblebee said.

“You as well, old friend.”  Bee placed two fingers on the right side of helm, using his commlink to contact the old members of team prime.

“Everyone, meet me in the deck. I’ve got a very special surprise.” Bee said before cutting of the line.

“There is much we need to discuss.” Orion Pax said in a grave tone.

“Yeah, we do.” Bee said, noting his tone. The two then began making their way towards the Nemesis deck.

Earth 1977

As soon as Luke stepped out of the breach, a very large and familiar pair of arms trapped him in a bear hug.

“Missed you too, Chewie.” Luke said, hugging the Wookie back.

“Luke!” Leia said, running towards her twin as Chewie let him go. She then wrapped him in a hug.

“Here I thought the Bantha got you.” Han remarked, standing in the doorway. Lando smacked his arm as C3-P0 and R2-D2 entered.

“Master Luke, it truly is a sight for sore eyes to see you!” C3-P0 exclaimed. R2 chirped happily as well.

“It’s good to see you all.” Luke said with a smile as Han walked up to him and gave the man, he considered a younger brother a hug.

“Missed you, kid.” Han whispered.

“Do let his tough guy fool you. He was bawling his eyes out on the Falcon when we couldn’t find you.” Lando informed the jedi.

“I know that.” Luke said, grinning at all of them. “He’s a big softie on the inside.”

Han grumbled as he smacked the back of Luke’s head lightly.

“Don’t be a punk.” Han warned. Just as Luke was about to retort, a very familiar voice was heard.

“Farm boy?” Luke looked to see his wife and mother of his child, Mara Jade-Skywallker, standing in the doorway, a look of heartbreak and relief.

“Mara.” Luke said softly, walking over to her. The two were mere inches apart.

Mara, despite the years and age waning on her, still looked like quite easy on the eyes, and Luke couldn’t help but once again remark how lucky he was to have such a beautiful person, inside and out, be with him.

“Thank force you’re alive.” Mara said softly, holding his hand and squeezing it, as if he to make sure he is here.

“I’m not going anywhere, Mara.” Luke promised before adding in a very grave tone. “But we need to have a very long discussion but for now, I merely wish to rest.”

“Of course.” Mara nodded, leading him to her room on the apartment of Han and Leia on coruscant.

Earth Prime, Xavier school for gifted youngsters

Logan walked in to his daughter’s (that was still weird to say) room, having knocked before entering.

“Hey, kid.” Logan greeted, trying to not be as awkward as humanly possible (and failing).

Laura titled her head at him, curious.

“Just wanted to check up on you.” Logan answered her unspoken question. He sat down the chair in her room, motioning for her to sit on the bed, which she did.

“I also… have an offer from a friend’s daughter who went through similar circumstances to you and…” Logan cleared his throat before continuing. “She offered to help you with to become more accustom to the world.”

Laure looked a bit confused but nodded none the less.

“Okay, that’s good.” Logan said. “I’ll have her arrive in a week so you can get more comfortable.”

With his piece said, Logan got up and made his way towards the door. Just before he walked out, he looked one last time at Laura.

“You’re safe here, Laura. I promise you no harm will ever come to you again.” Logan vowed and he truly meant that. It didn’t matter how many he kills to keep that promise, he’ll do it in a heartbeat. He may have failed Dakken but he will not fail her.

“Good night, kid.” Logan walked out and closed the door, letting a breath he didn’t know he was holding.

“Seems everything is well.” Charles noted, smiling kindly at Logan.

“As best as things can be.” Logan muttered, desperately needing a smoke. And a few dozen gallons of beer just to be safe.

“She will be fine, Logan. If miss Cain can overcome her trauma, I have no doubt she will as well.” Charles said, beginning to wheel away.

“How do you know that?” Logan asked. Charles stopped before turning around to look at the Canadian mutant.

“Because she’s very much like you, Logan.” Charles replied before wheeling away, leaving Logan alone in the hallway.

Star City, ARGUS HQ

Grant Wilson was being loaded onto a transport truck, which would then lead to a heli pad in which the chopper would take him to a secret airfield and then to Lian Yu.

However, the guards had their throats slit and stabbed through the heart in near quick succession.

“Took you long enough.” Grant grumbled. The Assassin growled but did free Grant from his chains.

“Had to keep my head down less Green Arrow and Black Canary hunted me down.” He spoke.

“You aren’t scared of a man with a bow and a screaming lady aren’t you, Dakken?” Grant mused as he rubbed his wrists.

Dakken gnashed his teeth but did not reply

“Come. Our employer wants to have a little chat.” Dakken said, leading Grant away.

Wayne Manor

Bruce entered the Cave, everyone except himself asleep. He called off tonight. Crime rates have down such much the GCPD has been able to handle everything without him.

Still, a Dark future awaited them and he… he knew there was a chance he would not live. Especially after the dream he had in the first day of his and Selina’s honeymoon.

He hadn’t told anyone anything but it still stuck with him, especially now that he knew what was coming. He sat down on the Cave’s computers, making sure this was going to be recorded.

“If you are watching this… I’m dead.”

Chapter Text

Outworld

Kotal Kahn, the current emperor of Outworld, sat on his throne in deep thought, especially in regard to the last few years.

Outworld and its armies would need to prepare for Crisis, especially with the Shokan and Tarkata on their side, they may be finally united not out of fear like with Shao Kahn but instead by respect all thanks to Queen Kitana of Edenia.

He was broken out of his musings once he heard commotion outside.

"What is this?" Kotal asked out loud. Reptile appeared, arriving at the emperor's side.

"I do not know." Reptile remarked, looking a bit concerned.

The door to this throne room burst open as several warriors wearing armor he had not seen in well over a decade burst in as a former figure entered the throne.

"Shao Kahn?" Kotal and Reptile said in shock and even horror. He had died at the battle of Armageddon.

Shao Kahn chuckled lowly and darkly at them.

"That is my throne you sit on, Kotal. Must I stain my hammer with your blood much like I did with the rest of your people?" Shao Kahn remarked, grinning sadistically at them.

Reptile leaned into Kotal's ear, whispering. "We must retreat. We cannot beat him here."

"Agreed."

Shao Kahn grabbed something from behind him before showing it to them from the palm of his hand.

"Is that..." Reptile trailed off, having only heard minor rumors about it.

"It can't be." Kotal muttered.

"Oh, but it is." Shao Kahn's grin grew sharper. "This will be how I will reclaim my throne and all of Outworld as remerged the Realms. Not even the Elder Gods can stop me now."

"You fool! Merging all of the realms will lead to the resurrection of the one being." Kotal protested.

"It matters little." Shao Kahn said, walking closer towards the Osh-Tekk and Zatarren. "The Elder Gods pathetic rules of Mortal Kombat shackle me no longer."

Shao Kahn then threw an enegery spear at Reptile, who dodged it as he fired an acid ball. He used his emperor's shield to deflect it before ramming into the last Zatarren.

Kotal used his giant sword, but Kahn used his hammer to block it before headbutting the Osh-Tekk. He grabbed Kotal by the throat, and he threw him straight to the wall, leaving a massive dent.

"You will serve an example of my return and to show why I, Shao Kahn, Emperor of Outworld, conqueror of Worlds, am not one to be triffled lightly."

"You., will... fail" Kotal forced out.

Kahn titled his head slightly before delivering a brutal punch to Kotal's gut.

"This time, I shall." Shao Kahn said, holding up the Cosmic for Kotal to see, which glowed to the point it nearly blinded him. "And all the realms will tremble before my very might."

Queen Mansion

Oliver Queen stood in his room, having just gotten back from patrol. Sara was on their bed, already fast asleep but he... he wasn't asleep. He felt... restless. Like he needed to do something otherwise he'd go insane with worry.

He then heard his phone vibrate, seeing it was Lyla calling him.

ARGUS HQ

"Thanks for coming on such short notice." Lyla said, raising the crime scene tape so Oliver, now wearing a dark grey trench coat with jeans, long sleeve blue shirt and tennis shoes, could enter as the billionaire put on a pair of gloves.

"No problem. Already back home once you called." Oliver said, waving it off. The two arrived, seeing several dead bodies of ARGUS agents.

"What have you got, Harcourt?" Oliver inquired.

"Stab ones but not by a typical blade. Almost... like they were three pairs similar to say Bronze Tiger's claws." Harcourt informed them.

"Or Logan's." Oliver added.

"Yeah, but there's a bit of a difference." Harcourt said, motioning for them to see more closely. "Look at the throat. It was three blades but one of them seems to be like it was in the middle."

Oliver grimaced, knowing exactly who had done this.

"Lyla, some privacy please." Oliver said, motioning for Harcourt to follow. She nodded, following after them.

They entered a tent, where no one was thankfully present.

"You know who did it." Lyla said, noting Oliver's expression.

"I never him but I've heard enough stories to know this man is dangerous. As in, it will take a small army of fully trained and armored navy seals to even come close to killing him." Oliver said severely.

"Who?" Harcourt pressed.

"His name Dakken. He's Wolverine's son." Both ARGUS agents' eyes went wide at that. "The man has a deep grudge and hatred for his father. Not surprised he and Grant would get along so well together. Their two peas in a pad."

"I get the feeling they are walking with someone. This feels to coordinated." Harcourt noted.

"Agreed. Dakken and Grant are very cunning but this... something else is at play and I don't like it." Oliver said grimly.

"I'll have Task Force X on standby just in case." Lyla said.

"Not a bad idea though I believe T'Challa and Arthur wanted to have a chat with them. Apparently, they have someone to add to the team." Oliver informed them.

"Most likely Orm in Arthur's case but who in T'Challa's?" Lyla asked, curious to know.

"Only one way to find out." Oliver said.

"Still, I think Bi-Han should be in charge of Task Force X. I trust Flag but I need him on a more administrative level rather than operative." Lyla said.

"I'll talk to him. Guys more intense than Bruce was in the old days." Oliver said, feeling a bit wistful for simpler times. "Mind if stick around for a bit? Help out?"

"Don't you have like forty board meetings tomorrow?" Harcourt asked.

"Nope. Had my schedule clear for tomorrow so I can take a day off." Oliver said.

"Then knock yourself out." 

Hell's Kitchen

Daredevil was out on a patrol after several days of not being seen. Not only had he been working on a very big case but Jackson had come down with the flu. He was fine now but it was rough these past few days.

He had already stopped at least a few robberies and attempted rapes, breaking legs in at least six different places for the former.

"Glad to have you out and about, DD." Spider-Man remarked, landing on the roof top The Man Without Fear was on.

"Yeah and thank Kaine for covering for me." Matt said.

"Of course. Said he enjoyed making the criminals of Hell's Kitchen soy their pants by virtue of being a Spider but without any of our moral hang ups so to speak." Peter informed him.

"Yeah." Matt said, looking out to the city.

"You alright, Matt?" Peter asked, walking over to him, taking off his mask.

"Yeah, it's just..." Matt sighed, his face looking down before looking to the city. "We aren't getting any younger."

"So, says you." Peter snorted. "I'm in my prime, Matt." 

"And we also have people who are waiting for us at home." Matt added.

"Don't we always?" Peter asked.

"Yeah, but this time... we have kids, Pete. My son and yours along with you and Gwen's unborn child, this isn't close friends or even romantic acquaintances, these our children and they need us." Matt argued. "I'm almost forty and you aren't that far from thirty, Pete. What happens after Crisis has come and gone, hmm? Say I'm out one night, stopping what would have been easy for me five years ago now takes up a of my energy due to my age and injuries catching up to me, allowing some punk with a gun, knife or even a baseball bat. You might think that won't happen but what's to say it won't in say, five to six years?"

Peter contemplated Matt's words, knowing he did have a point. How... how many years did many of them have left, really? Even with their stubbornness and willpower, they couldn't just... keep going when their bodies were utterly wrecked from all the years of crime fighting. Sure, Peter and those with powers could take it but what about guys like Matt? Like Bruce or Oliver?

It was sobering reminder life was not eternal, even if he sometimes wishes they could be.

"You're right." Peter admitted. "But that is for the future. For now, let's go out there and do what we do best." Peter put his mask back on. Matt grinned, taking out his billy club.

"You ready?" Matt asked.

"Always." Both of them jumped off, swinging through the air as New York's now faced Hell's Kitchen's Man Without Fear and Queens' Friendly Neighborhood Wallcrawler.

Japan

Ghost-Maker groaned at Erron Black's no stopped flirting. He felt genuinely tempted to just gut the cowboy and be done with it.

But... something stayed his hand. Something... he didn't think he could feel?

No... he couldn't feel emotions like that.

He was broken out his musings when Erron tried to open a portal to Outworld but it did not open.

"What the hell?" Erron asked, looking at the portal device.

"What is it?" Minkhoa found himself asking before he even realized it.

"I can't... I can't go back to Outworld." Erron said, in complete shock and even little confused as to why.

'Fuck my life.' Minkhoa internally groaned.

Asgard

Thor entered his room, seeing Sif passed out in bed. He walked over to Torrun's crib, smiling softly at her sleeping form.

'Is that what every parent feels?' Thor asked himself. 'It feels... comforting.'

Unknown location

Dakken and Grant, the latter now wearing his Jackal armor, walking into their new employer's office.

"Gentlemen. Thank you for arriving on such short notice."

"Your money was green, Mr. Luthor. And as I bonus, I'll get the chance to make my father suffer." Grant said.

Alexander 'Lex' Luthor turned around in his seat, wearing on his usual bussiness suits.

"Excellent. For I have plans that will certainly draw the Justice League's attention." Lex said.

"Such as?" Dakken inquired.

"All in good time, Dakken. Now, let's talk business. Please sit." Lex said, motioning for both of them to do so.

Outworld

Shao Kahn sat on his throne, watching Kotal and Reptile being taken to the cells underneath the Koleseum.

A figure in grey armor walked towards the emperor.

"I am surprised you have need of me." The figure said.

"You Aen Elle have always believed you were the superior race to all. How truly foolish." Shao Kahn said, a mocking tone to his voice. "I have need of you, Eredin and your Wild Hunt to act as enforcers and hunters as I reacclimate my power base."

"And what will I get in return?" Eredin inquired, an arrogant lit to his voice. Shao Kahn rose to his full height, glaring down at the King of the Wild Hunt.

"I suggest you address me with respect, Eredin. After all, you would not be here and now." Shao Kahn said coldly.

Eredin looked defiant but it left him as soon he looked at Shao Kahn dead in the eye. The Emperor of Outworld was not one to be triffled with.

"So, it would seem you do know how to follow orders." Shao Kahn noted. "Hmph. Very well. Once I have restored my power over Outworld, my plans can come to fruition. They of course, include vengeance upon our enemies. Such as... Geralt of Rivia." Shao Kahn internally grinned at the look in Eredin's eyes.

Oh, he was going to be very complaint now.

"... Very well." Eredin held out his hand to shake, which Shao Kahn did so.

"It has begun."