Tony and Solomon continued walking through the words, neither of them knowing where to go.

"Do you know where to travel?" Solomon asked.

"No." Tony said bluntly. "I'm kind of new here. Where are you going?"

"I do not know where my journey will take me." Solomon admitted. "I must find my own path, after I was expelled from my sanctuary." Tony gave him a weird look.

"I have no idea what you just said." Tony said sarcastically. Just as they had gotten wearing of walking, a cart pulled up, and a family went to meet them.

"Hello!" The man, presumably the father, greeted. To Tony, he was wearing a black cape, with one of those pilgrim hats he used to see in the movies. "Have you travelled far?"

"Somewhat." Solomon muttered.

"If you would like, you can travel with us." The man offered. "My name is William Crowthorn. The lord must be watching over you two, he guided us to you."

"Solomon Kane." Solomon replied. "This is my friend, Anthony Stark."

"A pleasure." William then turned to his older son. "Edward, we shall make camp tonight." Solomon, Tony, and the Crowthorns stopped their travel and settled by a river. As the children began setting up their tent, William's wife approached Kane and Stark.

"Master Kane, Master Stark." She told the two men. "You should be resting."

"We can hardly repay your hospitality with idleness, ma'am." Solomon replied, getting up.

"Besides, where I come from, I help people for free." Tony casually threw out.

"Just give us a few moments to clean up." Solomon continued. "We'll help you as soon as we can." Solomon and Tony went down to the river, with Solomon taking off his shirt to get clean.

"What's with the cross?" Tony asked, pointing to the cross shaped brand on Kane's back.

"I have tried to give up my life of wickedness to serve the lord, but I was expelled from the monastery that I had seeked refuge in." Solomon spoke bitterly, then turned to Tony. "What is it you meant by you help people for free?"

"Because where I come from, I'm part of a team." Tony told him. "We're called the Avengers, and we fight the battles that people from Earth can't."

"The Avengers… interesting name." Solomon noted. "But are you sure that you are not drunk again?"

"Trust me, I might be an alcoholic, but I know what I'm talking about." Tony insisted. Solomon shrugged, almost noticing that William's daughter, Meredith, was looking at his cross brand. Once Solomon and Tony finished cleaning, they joined the Crowthorns in supper, with Kane quickly devouring his food.

"You've regained your appetite, Master Kane." William's wife noted.

"It's a fine meal, Mistress Crowthorn." Solomon smiled.

"My Katherine can make anything taste good." William boasted. "Leather boots and nettles last Sunday." The children began laughing, while Tony chuckled, steadily eating his dinner.

"William tells us you were captain of a ship." Katherine brought up, which gained Tony's attention.

"Yeah, that I was." Kane confirmed.

"Did you fight the Spanish?" The youngest boy, Samuel, asked.

"I did." Kane replied.

"Who else?" Samuel asked again.

"Seemed to have fought everyone at some time." Solomon deflected the question, not wanting to open up about his past. "I've had many masters. One such voyage had been with Admiral Drake. But it did not end well."

"Must have been exciting." Meredith spoke up. "Seeing the world and learning new things."

"Why do you think a life of violence and bloodshed is so admirable, Meredith?" Edward asked harshly.

"That's not what I meant and you know it!" Meredith argued. "Edward, why do you argue with everything I say?"

"Because you need to learn what to-" Edward began to say, but his father interrupted him.

"I fought in the Queen's army once." William spoke, diverting the attention to him. "Before I found my faith. Now, taking another man's life, that's not an easy thing to do, don't you agree?" Solomon nodded.

"I must confess, Mister Crowthorn…" Kane said truthfully. "I was never more at home than I was in battle. The killing came easily to me." William looked down, seemingly disappointed at the revelation.

"And how about you, Master Stark?" Katherine asked, changing the subject.

"Well, Kat… can I call you Kat? Great." Tony began talking fast, before slowing down. "I had once ran a business selling weapons to people."

"So you were a merchant of sorts?" Samuel interrupted. Tony smirked.

"Exactly." He confirmed. "I didn't know the damage my weapons could cause, until I was captured by people using them to harm others. I had escaped, but nearly died, and swore to help others, creating a suit of armor to fight threats. I had recently joined a group of remarkable people to protect the innocent." Everyone looked at Stark in awe, not knowing what to make of the story.

"Is that group the 'Avengers' you had talked about?" Solomon asked. Tony nodded.

"But they probably think I'm dead now." Tony said sadly, jamming a stick in the dirt.

"Fear not, Master Stark." William reassured him. "The lord shall guide them to you." That night, Tony tried to sleep, but couldn't, as he was constantly thinking of his friends back at home, and how he never said goodbye to Pepper. Having enough, Tony walked out of the tent, seeing Solomon and William already conversing.

"Mind if I join you?" Stark asked.

"Please, sit." Crowthorn requested, pointing to a log near the fire. Grateful, Tony sat next to Kane.

"And how are you feeling?" William asked.

"I'll live." Tony shrugged off whatever pain he felt. "Let's just say I like to play close to my chest."

"Do you have family?" Solomon asked out of the blue. Tony looked up.

"I had a mother and a father." Tony still remembered the last time he spoke with his dad, Howard. "They passed away before I became a man."

"We've all lost loved ones." William said sympathetically. "Like I told Master Kane, we've lost them to plague, persecution, or bigotry. Edward even had a family, but the lord had embraced them into Heaven."

"So now where do you have to go?" Tony asked.

"The new world." William replied. "Sometimes we all need to start anew. You might consider joining us."

"Well, that's a kind offer, William." Solomon thought. "Very kind. Thank you. But I should be honest with you. You should know the kind of man you're thinking of taking in. I've done bad things. Terrible things. Cruel things. I am a… no, was… was an evil, evil man." William nodded, while Tony wondered what Solomon was hiding.

"But the lord speaks of redemption and forgiveness." William told him.

"No, my soul is damned." Kane insisted. "Satan's creatures shall take me, should I stray the path of peace."

"Then do not stray, Master Kane. Do not stray." William advised. "And speaking of starting anew…" Crowthorn took out an extra set of clothes, giving them to Stark. "Here, put these on. Whatever you are currently wearing, it makes you stick out. Best you look from around here." Tony looked down at his clothes, he was still wearing the Black Sabbath shirt. As much as he didn't want to, he felt as if he had to get rid of it.

"You're right." Tony replied. "I don't want to look like I'm not from here." Tony took off the Tee shirt and threw it in the fire. As he put on the older clothes, Tony stared at the flames, watching as the shirt burned for the rest of the night.