Multiverse: (Book 1) Masters of Evil

by Shockdragon

Baron Zemo has lead multiple iterations of the Masters of Evil, and each time, they have been thwarted by the heroics of their enemies, the Avengers. Well no more, if he can't have his Earth, then perhaps he can rule another! And he will not be alone in his crusade, recruiting supervillains across the multiverse. Now it is up to the heroes from across the multiverse to stop them.

1. Prologue

Finally, after a day of hard work, I had done it. Hours of soldering, programming, and modifications, completed and finalized. My modified Shockwave figure was finally finished! I was so excited, yet so exhausted to express it. The only way I could was a small smile of exhaustion as I looked upon the fruits of my labor. I sighed happily in relief, and plugged up my creation to charge and cleaned up the mess I left behind.

I dusted my hands off and I smile proudly in satisfaction. Then, came the door bell, the door bell ring that changed, everything. I walked over in a hurry humming and I opened the door and my heart skipped a beat. I stepped back, and slammed the door in the visitors' faces, trying to comprehend what I just saw. I shook my head and blinked in confusion.

"I could've sworn I just saw Baron Zemo and a group of super villains at my front doorstep, that, or they're some really good cosplayers" I said to myself.

Suddenly, the door behind me exploded, sending the door behind me flying along with various debris of concrete and wood. I ducked and dove in order to prevent self injury, though that wouldn't be enough to save me when my mom found out about the door.

I looked up regaining my bearings and I realized my mom's "decoraging" was the least of my problems. I looked up and I shuddered in fear as my heart stopped, looking in awe as the Marvel supervillain Baron Zemo stood before me, along with several other supervillains standing behind him, and they weren't just your average Saturday morning cartoon villains, these were the baddest of the bad, the worst of the worst, true Masters of Evil.

Baron Zemo pulled out his sword and pointed at me, "Mr. Guerrero, you have something we need""

As I looked up in shock, unsure what to do, with my heart racing in my chest, I could only think one thing,"Why couldn't it have just been cosplayers."

However, this isn't where this story begins, in order to truly tell this story and understand it, we have to go back to the beginning, the very beginning, across the multiverse.