This is what i belive, should have ended, the after credit escen of BH6. . .Nothing thath big, just some stuff.
1rts: In to the other side
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It had appeared in the news, every one of them did go with the headline; "heroes saved the day." A terrible villain attemted against the millon lives of the city of Sanfranzokio, the biggest company of all was the target of this evil goal. And the government portal Project, was the weapon of destruction.
Among other things, a young woman who was believed missing, returned from the dead.
He watched it all on the TV.
Him, who was there in that fateful day. Him, who in a flash of remorse,wanted to reveal the terrible fault on the sistem with his boss, just at five seconds to begin the project. Unfortunately / fortunately, it all happened, one way or the other.
And now, he had to wait for the. . .
"RRRIIIIIINGGG"
Precisely, the phone call.
He picked up the phone, led it to his ear, and then he pressed the button.
-. . .¿Hello?-
'Professor'
-Yes, I am. . . his him-
'inform me'
-Well, sir. . .-
'Is Van Dyne'
-¡Oh, Miss, Janet!-
'Tell me, what I am seeing on the news is not true'
-Well, I. . . . I'm afraid. . . So. . . you. . . .I, I'm as informed as you should be miss, or even less, but, yes, that was our portal-
'How long was open?'
-a. . . asf. . . the sufficient miss, the sufficient time-
'options'
-only. . . do a couple of tests, reopen the laboratory. . . . . and, pray to god that the negative zone, was not perturbed-
'. . .I'll be in touch '
She hung up the phone.
The world was dark, matter was nothing except waste leaked after the fight across the portal. The only sounds were perceived in lightweight clashes between blunt objects. Or at least that was until theinert objets were invaded by shadows, many of them took over the floating debris.
It was too much, too much, all that waste landfill attracted some of the most unpleasant visitors imaginable.
Insects the size of a car, took over everything, then start it to consume everything.
With the exception of a giant ant, which among its pincers, led the ransacked BMX head away from the rest.
Far, and further, not until the landfill became a blot on the landscape.
When the ant reached his goal, she left the offering in the floor, where it would be collected by a winged and insect figure.
Once in his hands, the matter became rusty junk, and the image of BMX then was completely lost, after giving a deep and analytical smelt.
The creature, semi-humanoid found feelings of anger and distaste for the subject that in his fingers were caught.
(Roll of violins)
-¡LLL-LIFE, FFF-FORMSSSSS!-
And there Hannahialus, revealed him self from the shadows.
DUUMMM
The second idea; the initiative
The coffee was completely dark , Hiro came at precisely that moment. the university asked him to replenished overdue tasks, and that was the equivalent of a couple of extra hours in the lab and evening classes. But never before in those days, Hiro had found the place in totally dark.
-Aunt, Cass, are you at home? -
There was no response.
-ah, BayMax, Auch! - he faked a call of stress -Hello? -
He moved a little, until finally a couple of lights turned On.
-We do Not dream, "to be heroes", but life turns things. . . impressive. . . Hm, that's funny, But you dont know how powerful is this rule of Responsibility in reality, Master Hiro, it's just that, you dis not know how. . . complicated it has become the world, not properly at less-
That was a hidden voice from the shadows.
-Who's there? -
A man, caucasian, around in his thirties, emerged from the was in a suit-uniform that was very elegant, secret agent style, and wore sunglasses.
Hiro looked a little confused -Who is supposed to be. . .ah, you?-
-I'm Phil, Phil Colson, agent S.H.I.E.L.D.-
-AH. . . .¿and? -
-And I come here to talk to you, about the; 'Young Avengers initiative'-
-oh. . . ah. . . . . .well, then. . . . ok-
DUUM
Third Way: Crossover, Mexico style
'Everyone says that he will always be with us, while we never forget him, but the truth is that, is not'
The world had suddenly turn 360 degrees, for and against clockwise. . . very fast, very much. His body somehow felt light and cold at the same time. His eyes only turned and turned, and that was causing him nausea. . . he shoulded be standing or do something if he wanted to stop the annoying set of sensations.
-Hmmmmmm. . . . ah, but what?- he leaned on his hands -¡Ah?! -
As soon as he put his hand in front of his body, he realized that this were now; single white and slender spindle.
-¡AAGHH!-
He immediately stood up, and noticed all of his features now were without meat, or muscle. And surprise. His whole body was turned into a skeleton.
-¡WHAT HAPPENED TO ME?! -
-¡WHIEIEIEIEIEIEIEIEIEIEIEIEIEEEE! -
The neighing of a horse startled him and pulled him away from his stressful time. Just to put him in a even more confusing and unexpected enigma. Well before him was a dead horse rider, a city of a thousand colors and music without end.
The rider stepped forward with a smile, justo to then say -WELCOME, THE LAND OF THE REMEMBERED! -
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After that short time, Tadashi could only make a few words. . . . . . . -WHAT?! -
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The end.