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Author's note: So there goes the first installment to this particular crossover. In case anyone was wondering, the fight scene was very much inspired by OneHorseShay's opening chapter in his story Jade The Vampire Slayer. However, with the Witchcraft/Armageddon crossover, this is taking a very different approach. One of the best things about these games is being able to alter parts of the game where necessary. At any rate, in reading the material in the corebooks, it gives a great setup to major story arcs. So for this story, I'm utilizing the storyline of Witchcraft/Armageddon (despite the latter being a quasi-sequel) and merging it with the timeline of iCarly and Victorious. In other words, the atmosphere can be a bit dark and depressing. Enjoy this next installment.

Bushwell plaza

Seattle, Washington

Mid February 2009

Marissa Benson sat in the living room of the apartment she shared with her son as she reflected on her own life and his. She had seen the webshow's broadcast with that Fred kid and noted her son's behavior was very deceptive. Any other mother would attribute it to believing she knew her own flesh and blood. However, the circumstances were different for Marissa. When her son came home, she had taken a good look at his stance and demeanor. Outwardly, he appeared relieved and happy, but inwardly he wanted to lash out. She could only imagine that her brunette neighbor across the hall and her trouble-making sidekick had something to do with it. She considered themselves all very fortunate to be in one of the more well-to-do areas of the country as the world's turmoil had been steadily increasing. Marissa finally gathered herself for what she was about to do.

"Freddie! Could you come in here?!" she yelled. It wasn't even five seconds before he son walked into the living room.

"What's going on?"

"Freddie. We need to have a serious talk," Marissa said as she looked at him with a fearful expression. The tech producer huffed out a breath and sat on the couch.

"You know and understand about what's been going on with the world, right?" she began with an expression that Freddie had not quite seen. "You know what's happening?"

"Yeah. That jerk calling himself an apostle is trying his hardest to lead everything to hell," he replied, seeing her expression as being rational worry. "Why are you asking?"

"It's time you knew some things about who I am, who your father was, and what it could mean for you," Marissa said, making Freddie's eyes widen.

"All those people you've seen on tv who could do those amazing feats of 'magic' and such; I'm one of them," she began.

"Wha-"

"Just let me finish. I'm a lot like the people you saw on tv. But I'm different. I'm part of a group called the Sentinels."

"Next I suppose you're going to say is there is some secret society," Freddie joked until he saw the unchanging expression.

"That is exactly what we are. Our people have been operating behind the scenes helping everyone we could, from healing to battling the evil in the supernatural world. That's part of why I became a nurse, is so that I could help people."

"Healing?"

"Yes. The Sentinels worship Almighty God and draw power from Him. He gives us strength, in times of great need, and he helps us heal those who are burdened with illness or some other condition."

"So if you're one of them, then does that mean..." the son trailed off.

"Yes. But there's more to you than what most people who are deeply rooted in the supernatural world know," she said as her tone grew more solemn.

"What do you mean?" he asked not liking where this was going. "Does this have to do with Dad?"

"Yes," she began as she took a deep breath. "Your father...was an immortal."

Present day...

Freddie sat on the couch as he ruminated the day he learned about what he was capable of. He had always hoped that he would be something special among the trio that comprised of him and the two stars that brought laughter to millions across the world in these perilous times. He would've never believed that he was special in more ways than one. He felt someone sit down next to him and turned to see his girlfriend of the last four years accompany him with a small smile.

"What's on your mind," the former goth asked.

"Just thinking on how I got involved in all of this craziness," he said with a small chuckle before he continued, " Life seemed so much simpler for us.

"I wouldn't say that. I'd say we were lucky to be able to live and make it this far. Maybe the Almighty is watching out for us," Jade followed up.

"Yeah. Contrary to what a lot of Michele's brothers and sisters would think," the former techno geek said.

"And I don't think the Old Gods much like the idea either. I read about what happened to Prometheus. Talk about getting the short end of the stick," Jade replied.

"How did you deal with all of this?" Freddie asked.

"Aside from the great guy sitting next to me, I had a wonderful and understanding mom who's in the same boat," she said as she thought back on that first night.

July 2012

Freddie had parked the car in Jade's driveway and accompanied her to the door. He felt glad that Jade was okay after he had sensed the presence of a Fallen, followed by Galael's signature presence that reeked of the scent of Heaven's leg breaker. Jade opened the front door and motioned for him to follow. Freddie looked around and liked the sight of the Victorian style home that had modest decoration of various nick-knacks. He followed Jade tot he kitchen, which held a breakfast table/stove top combination and motioned for him to have a seat. After retrieving two sodas, Jade offered one and he graciously accepted.

"Not that I'm not happy to see you, but what are you doing here?" she asked as she took a look at his muscular physique. "I didn't expect to see you here."

Freddie smiled bashfully as he thought on why he was there before he answered, "I actually moved here a couple of weeks ago. Things in Seattle had been keeping me busy between the show and school. I didn't have much left when Senior year was over. Carly left with her dad, Sam took off to God knows where, and much as I like Spencer, there's just no point."

Jade could sense, and strangely see, that there was a sense of regret in his eyes. She remembered seeing the broadcast where he had turned Sam down when she suddenly developed feelings for him but believed herself crazy. The goth girl normally wouldn't have cared at the insult towards the spiky haired cameraman, but she felt a sense of empathy. She could imagine that Beck likely had a parallel line of thought in thinking that she was such a bitch yet he still dated her.

"So I take it the archangel had a good reason for protecting you from Galael?" Freddie said, interrupting Jade's line of thought.

"What?"

"The lovely woman you were talking to before I arrived. I know that was Michele the Archangel. She came to me not long before I ran into you. Only when I got to you and her, Galael was there," Freddie explained.

"It's funny. If the world wasn't so screwed up, I'd think both of us were crazy. Yeah. Galael was there. He actually saved me from what I guessed was a demon...before he made a move to kill me." Freddie's eyes widened at her explanation. He knew Galael was always eager to please, which he knew was why so many detested much of the Heavenly Host to begin with.

"Are you-"

"I'm okay," she said to him. "But Michele mentioned that I had potential to use magic..."

"Oh yeah. Essence. The great potentiality and how we're connected to God through it."

"So you're another one?" came a woman's voice. The two young adults looked to the living room and saw Ruby West standing in a regular blue shirt and jeans, looking as if she was just relaxing.

"You know about this Ms. West?" Freddie asked.

"Yes I do. After a talk with my mom, everything started making sense." Freddie took a sip of his soda as he thought on that conversation. "My mom was a member of the group called the Sentinels. Not many of them left since most were in Europe. The real kicker was my dad being an immortal."

"That's gotta be rough."

"It was but I made the best of it," Freddie said with a smirk.

"Why are you guys talking about immortals?" Jade threw in.

"You ever heard of Atlantis?" the former tech producer asked.

"The ancient Greek city?"

"Sort of. But there's a lot more to it." Ruby looked to her daughter with a thoughtful look. "As far as me and some of my friends know, the place likely existed. The immortals alive now have had dreams. What they really saw were long lost memories locked away when they were thought to be wiped out. But these guys never die easily. They come back and are reborn and they live for centuries once their powers kick in.

"So how did they get to live this way?" Jade added.

"As far as anyone knows, there's something about their DNA that makes them different. The average human can live for a number of years before we die and move on to wherever else.," Freddie replied. "But because of how our kind was created, it makes us the most mutable race of creatures on the planets."

"You mean magic isn't the only thing?" the pale girl said.

"Yeah. Humans can become vampyres, were creatures, if we choose we can be like the angels or demons, or in some cases, become avatars of the old gods. The angels were made to be God's servants, and we were made in God's image which is why we become like them. As for the avatars, they take on their powers and abilities if they choose, making them immortal and powerful, which is how you get deities that were so similar to each other before those cultures faded," her mother said.

"I feel like I just stepped into a comic book world," the young girl said.

"I know how you feel. Heaven and Hell are very much real. But then all those legendary places you hear about: Valhalla, Elysium, Olympus, they all exist as do the underworld counterparts. As does the world between."

"Between?!" the goth said looking to the young man.

"That Church of Revelations. They worship something that exists outside the realms of reality we know. The Revelationists call it Leviathan," her mother said.

"Wait. Michele mentioned that earlier. How bad is this?"

"Bad. If that thing comes here, we're all screwed. We have the potential to stop it. But it'll take some doing. You're capable of the same things as me, but you don't have to take this on if you don't want to," Freddie said in reassurance.

"I don't think it'll matter what I want. I had a demon attack me and an angel that wants me dead just because he doesn't like humans. Everything's already going to hell and if there's a chance to stop it, we need to take it," she said as she looked between her mother and the young man. "Teach me everything."

Present day...

Jade laughed as she recalled the memory, something that had been hard to do with the world the world had gone. She had never given much credence for faith or the supernatural, because her mother never tried to force it on her. But over the last four years, fighting monsters and demons, had shown her that there was always a way. And Freddie by her side showed her that surprises can come from anywhere. Ada came out of the room looking well rested ass eh spotted two of her saviors.

"Hey. Where are Andre and Tori?"

"They're on the roof getting in some training. Andre really got into his abilities when he found out he could fight like those old kung-fu movies," Freddie smiled at the thought.

"You lost me," Ada said.

"Oh. There's this group of martial artists called the Storm Dragons. They channel essence into their attacks whenever they fight. It comes in handy when they need to pull off certain moves and tactics. It's how he managed to rip off that one guy's head last night. There's many groups all over the world who use essence and they're trying to fight the Revelationists. But we need a way to take this on," Jade said.

"How do you guys plan on doing this?" Ada commented. "You're talking about an army that's practically taken over the world. We'd need more than just a ragtag group. We'd need a freaking miracle."

Jade looked to her boyfriend with a smile before she looked at the new girl, "We have something in mind."

Bushwell Plaza

Seattle, Washington

Carly Shay sat on the couch and read the latest news report on her laptop. She had been bored on this particular day, especially since Spencer and her father left the apartment in her care. It had been four years since her father, brother, and best friend Freddie left Seattle. Colonel Shay and Spencer went off to fight the Revelationists and to gain any possible allies around the world. She still laughed as she pictured her brother using his pyrokinetic abilities to fry anything that got in their way. However, it saddened her knowing that her father and brother were off fighting while she stayed back, feeling that she was unable to do much. She had psionic abilities that allowed her to see things that others couldn't. But in a physical fight, she felt that she was useless. At times like this, she was reminded of how much she and Sam had put Freddie down as being the useless one of their group yet what she witnessed the last time she saw him had shown differently. Her train of thought was interrupted as Beck Oliver came down the stairs putting on a shirt.

"Hey Carls," the handsome young man said.

"Hey."

Beck looked at his girlfriend in slight worry as he could see that she was in one of her moods. The two began dating a year ago when he moved into the area and they ran into each other. Carly would always admit that she always found him attractive when they first met. However, he would always pick up on some trepidation from her when she would give him one-word answers.

"Whatcha reading?" he said as he sat next to her with an arm wrapped around her shoulders.

Carly didn't even look at him as she answered, "Just some news about global events. Looks like whoever Dad and Spencer are helping are starting to make a dent in this war."

"Well, that's some good news, right? If this keeps up it'll be over sooner than we think," he said with a smile.

"I hope so."

Beck frowned as she kept her eyes glued onto the screen. As he looked at the screen, he saw one of the tabs for the iCarly website. He rolled his eyes as he knew exactly what was on his lady's mind.

"Carls, you can't still be beating yourself up over him."

Carly gave Beck a pointed look about the subject before she replied, "Did you ever beat yourself up over Jade?"

The handsome young man looked away and blew out a breath. "I'll always love Jade as a friend. But as a girlfriend...she always freaked out over everything little thing."

Carly looked at her boyfriend after hearing that statement. She had heard from her chats with Tori that he had made the statement to her during their opposite date, but Tori gave what she understood to be a more unbiased viewpoint of Beck's statement. She and Tori believed that he was just finding a reason to justify his behavior. But he had not acted a similar with her, though she was skeptical to say he had really changed as of now.

"It's just what we do. We don't want to feel like we don't matter to our guys," she said with as little emotion as she could muster. Beck could see that there was more to what she was saying but chose to let it go.

Before either of them said anything next, Carly's cellphone rang. She recognized the number and immediately answered, "Spencer!"

"Hey kiddo! How's it going?" the older brother said in his usual, although odd given the circumstances, chipper tone.

"I miss you and Dad," she trailed off. "How's the war going?"

Spencer hesitated a bit before he spoke up. "Slow but we've made some progress. Thing is, we've found evidence that points to some really weird stuff."

"Weird how?" Carly asked as Beck leaned in closer.

Like there's a lot more reason as to why the Dark Apostle caught us off guard. It's like when that comic book movie came out and that neo-nazi army tried to take over the world. But these guys were a lot more efficient. And they may have had some unwitting help."

"That definitely sounds weird. You and Dad aren't in trouble are you?" she asked as she began running scenarios through her head.

"No. Not yet anyway," Spencer said when a loud noise sounded off on his end. "Gotta go kiddo. Stay safe, and tell Beck I'll break his legs if he hurts you."

The line cut off and Carly put the smartphone down. "So he still doesn't like me?"

"Don't worry about it," she said to him with a smile.

Somolia, Africa

Spencer placed his phone in his pocket while his father, Steven Shay, stood next to him. The elder Shay child looked to te older man with a hard look on his face. "How many of them are there?"

"Just some churchies. But they've got a new addition to their heavy hitters."

Spencer looked on confused ebfore he replied, "Something heavier than a rocket launcher? Our friends already managed to destroy their wareholuses with those arcane guns."

"It's not their guns we need to worry about son. Look," Steven said as he pointed tot he closest window. Spencer looked out and was gobsmacked by what he was witnessing. As citizens were running from the gun fire, Spencer could see the Revelationists marching through but above them was something that could only be described as an eldritch abomination. The thing had six eyes, five of which gather together int eh shape of a pentagram with the sixth in at the center of them, and a wide gaping mouth with razor sharp teeth. Even worse were the patches of fur with large writhing tentacles and leathery wings coming out the back of its face.

"Huh," Spencer said.

Steven smirked as he turned to his son, "That really all you can saya bout this?"

"Not exactly an everyday thing. Guess we ought to do something. Kamikaze fakeout?"

"Sure," Steven said. Spencer's entire body became surrounded by fire while his father became surrounded by light.

Spencer tore out of the building and flew towards the horrid creature and began firing at it. The creature shrieked from the pain before it was caught by a blast of light. Meanwhile, some of the citizen s from the nearby city had returned and began firing back at the Revelationists. Steven turned back and saw how the people were putting up a brave fight but were also starting to be cut down. The military man fired the blinding light at the army of revelations and was rewardfed with their screams as they became fried by the blast. The creature was still being hard to put down as the fire could only do so much. Spencer continued to fire at the creature while the people fired at it with their guns. Steven joined in and blasted it with the white light. Finally, the creature died with its last scream once its body hit the ground.

The Shay men powered down and looked at the creature in amazement when Steven spoke up, "They must've been desperate to call up this thing."

"Desperate? How do you figure?"

"Back in '08 when the churchies started invaded, they didn't have to rely on those abominations, especially when they have those crazy guns of theirs. Normally, they would use their undead or any of those animals they tainted. But for one of those things to be here...they're feeling the heat."

Spencer thought on his father's words when another thought struck him. "Where in the hell would these things even come from? We've been fighting these things for some time but we don't even know exactly how bad this can get."

"Much worse than you realize," came a woman's voice as they saw a flash of light in the sky, followed by two brunette women dropping down in front of them.

"Michele?" Steven said.

"Yes it is Steven. And there's someone here who's been looking forward to seeing you," the high archangel said before she motioned over to the other woman.

"Taylor?" the man said as he froze.

"Hi honey. It's good to see you," she said as she hugged her husband.

"What's going on?" Spencer said.

"That creature you fought was what we know as a Mad God. It's very similar to the monster that Goering is trying to summon called the Leviathan."

"You want to rewind and run that back for me?"

Michele let out an unnecessary breath before she looked at Spencer. "Back during the early centuries of mankind, there were cities that we called Elder Kingdoms. You know them as Atlantis, Ultima Thule and all the like. At some point Thule managed to summon a shade of Leviathan, something we feared happening because we had seen it try and push it's way into this universe before. This is part of why the great flood happened. The Watchers, my fallen brothers and sisters, would have many believe that Lucifer proposed the flood before I had to toss him out. But he was gone long before the flood. One Outsider like what you fought isn't so bad. But if Leviathan ever fully came into this world, he could potential cause chaos on an untold scale."

"Is that what Goering is doing all this for?" Steven said.

"Yes. About thirty years ago, we noticed a very odd shift in the flows of essence. We still don't know what exactly it means except that Johanne is very powerful as a human and can do things none of the Gfted, not even the Inspired can do. But he is still human, for the most part."

"And I take it this is why you contacted the Alliance and had us find that evidence?" Steven spoke up.

"Yes. I had found a great deal myself but I can't do much convincing unless I have something to show for it. And so far we do. But if we want to turn the tides of this, we have to take this to the heart of the other organization that's in the center of this. We have to go after the Combine."