Prologue

Earth 88

Frank Castle looked around the battlefield, seeing explosions everywhere, the sounds were deafening his ears. Frank observed his surroundings, seeing his fallen comrades, amongst them were Daredevil in a skin tight leather red suit and two D's on the chest, John Constantine in his black suit and jet black hair, the Batman in a campy grey suit with a blue cowl, who also held shark repellant, Steve Rogers in his cheap homemade Captain America uniform, where the wings stood out of the mask, the norse god Thor, who appeared in clothes resembling a viking, and the Human Torch, who looked awfully similar to Rogers. As the Punisher looked further across the field, he saw the ring of a Green Lantern, most likely Hal Jordan's, the mercenary Deadpool with his mouth sewn up, the Flash with a more armored version of his suit, the vampire hunter known as Blade, Johnny Blaze, with his Ghost Rider flames extinguished, a caucasian Nick Fury who still had two eyes, the body of Mister Fantastic that was stretched too far, and Superman, laying on his back as his cape and suit were torn to shreds, leaving only his red underwear, the blue pants, and crimson boots.

Finally, Frank looked at himself in a puddle of mud, seeing himself wearing a leather jacket and looking like that Russian boxer from the Rocky movies. Castle struggled to stand, and had to resort to a crawl towards a book, appearing black as night in color, bound and locked by a clasp in the shape of a raven. Just as his fingers brushed against the spine, someone else approached him and stepped on his hand, crushing every bone in the wrist down. As Castle grunted in pain, the figure bent down, picking up the book and stared down at the Punisher. Frank gasped, using his good hand to sit himself up, and looked at the one who broke his hand. The man looked rather simple, wearing nothing but victorian era gentleman's clothes, slightly messy hair, and a moustache that was neatly shaven.

"You failed." The man announced, staring down at Frank condescendingly. Gasping for breath, Castle looked up at the man in mercy.

"Why are you doing this, Poe?" Frank asked, trying to find some reason for what had transpired.

"You have all done this to yourselves." Poe replied coldly. "You have forgotten what real terror is. And now, you, along with many other worlds, shall be snuffed out like a flame." Poe unlocked the raven clasp and opened the book, letting loose a wave of dark clouds, before the shadows engulfed him and the book. Frank looked on in horror, and all he could do was scream, as everything faded into the abyss and his world was literally ripped apart.