PROLOGUE

Enter: DOCTOR DOOM

Victor turned the device over in his hands and ignored the banging at the gates. It had started nearly an hour ago, the carrion virus had spread and multiplied destructively from San Francisco. The fools at New U had not simply left it at that though with their fragile replicants and had replaced people all over the world. Latveria had soon fallen victim. Victor wouldn't be the world leader in both the scientific and mystic arts if he hadn't had contingencies in place for something like this but no one could have prepared for something like this. Quarantine zone after quarantine zone failed to keep back the infected tide and Doombots could only stop back so many. Now it was Victor, alone in his laboratory half expecting explosions and wooping as the Avengers or the Fantastic Four came to inevitably save the day but he listened to the news as he worked, everywhere else was a lot worse than here he thought, no one was coming to save him. The door was of course sealed with as advanced a magic as his concentration could allow but eventually the weight of them would bring even this place too, crumbling down on his head head. Not that he planned to be there when that happened.

The device he worked on was interdimensional, he had worked on similar in the past so it was quite easu for him to reconstruct. He looked at the worlds around them, hundreds of them had all fallen to the same fate, it was then that he realised a mistake, the same one that he and every dimension-jumping scientist has made. Their multiverse was like a plane, in the grander schemes of things it was flat and infinite numbers of multiverses also existed above and below them. Victor had paused for a second and wondered how many of his own versions had tried the very same plan and how many of them may have failed; he would not be one of them. It simply required a vast amount energy to breach into the next multiverse, it was bittersweet for him to realise that he had this at his finger tips due to the people of Latveria no longer needing it... And that they no longer existed.

A flick of a killswitch, a deep and final breath of air, everything enveloped in white around him. Then everything turned black, was he falling? He felt his momentum switch and his body turn. He was rising. He appeared with a crack of displaced air on a desert track with a single burnt out road stretching across it. Victor was certain this couldn't be Latveria, or at least he hoped it wasn't. He stepped onto the road grimacing beneath his hood. He looked left and right, the road was a straight line to each horizon, his eyes narrowed he thought he could see a yellow and red speck in the distance. Then it hit him.

Enter: REVERSE FLASH

Eobard Thawne had reached a place he called the End Time. A constant and prolific time traveller, there were few worlds and few timelines that hadn't been affected by his numerous uncountable crimes. It would seem he fractured too many, changed too much and reality had apparently bitten back. The next time he jumped in time, he arrived in an unexpected place. A ruined future earth, where all the humans had been wiped clean from it in a cataclysm he caused. He also quickly realised that the End Time somehow weakened his connection to the speed force. Eobard was stranded and almost powerless but he refused to be defeated.

With no one to distract him, or try to stop him from doing his work he constructed a device that would trap interdimensional travellers, many of which (luckily for him) are speedsters. It would intercept their jumps through time or across the multiversal web and bring them here instead. One at a time, two speedsters were pulled there, a young Barry Allen from an earth he'd never been too and an older Wally West from one that he had. He consumed the speedforce from both of them. Even with his powers restored he couldn't jump to a different, better Earth. Quicker now he built a new device, powered by his speed force that would send him into a hypothetical other multiverse. It never worked and dozens of attempts that all ended in failure later he realised there was a flaw in his design, but a flaw he couldnt put a name on.

That's when his alarm went off, a nearby interdimensional jumper. He pulled his mask on and dashed towards the location. He saw him as he approached, green cloak, metal face, metal armour, this wasn't a speedster. Eobard struck him in the chest, which sent the man tumbling across the desert floor.

He rose, hovering, green energy crackling around his arms, casting a bolt of emerald lightning at Eobard, who dodged it narrowly, watching it strike a dune behind him and detonating with explosive force. "That could've killed me, don't you know who I am meta?"

"That was the intention." He replied, landing on the ground, his hands still glowing with pulsating light. "Why would I know who you are?"

Eobard glared at him for a second. "What is your name?"

"Doctor Victor Von Doom." He said proudly.

Eobard smiled thinly and gestured to himself. "Doctor Eobard Thawne. What are you a doctor of?"

"Many things." Victor answered impatiently.

"Ah- as am I." Eobard smiled, "Perhaps as scientists from different worlds, you could help me with my project."

He did help and he quickly agreed too, soon learning of the Reverse Flash's predicament and the ruined remains of this planet. If Eobard had a device ready, a power source and a missing ingredient, which Victor knew was magical energy. He would gladly team up if it meant getting off another barren rock. He thought perhaps Eobard could prove useful to his own goals although he knew Thawne would be thinking exactly the same thing.

Chapter One

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