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The strange phenomena began to happen again all around the world, but it was different if that was even possible. There were insane atmospheric disturbances that did not match what happened the several days before. As before, strange creatures appeared and disappeared all across the world. Strangely, though, the different creatures were fighting each other, completely ignoring the shocked people around them.
Wonder Woman watched some of the insanity with a certain amount of anger.
"The gods have been forbidden to directly interfere here on Earth," she explained to Hawkgirl. "And yet, here are the Norse gods fighting one of their destructive wars."
"I know, believe me, I know," Hawkgirl replied. "Remember, Charley and I have been around for a pretty long time."
A young woman with blonde hair and dressed in blue appeared to the pair. Wonder Woman recognized her almost instantly.
"Harbinger," she said in an almost greeting. "What brings you here?"
"Diana, Kendra," she said. "I was sent here because of my visions. What you see happening here and all over. . .all the realms are melting here in a terrible war."
"We can see that," Hawkgirl, now called Kendra, remarked, watching what looked like to be a couple of dwarves fighting tall and blue giants. "Tell us what we don't know."
"Odin was removed from his throne and missing," Harbinger finally said.
"That can't. . .happen," Wonder Woman, known as Diana, said in shock. She knew the implications from that, if only vaguely.
"He has grown weak," Harbinger explained. "About to enter the Odinsleep. His son Loki took advantage of his weakness and the fact that his other son was here, grieving, and he deposed Odin who is now powerless and missing."
"You were sent to tell us to find a way to find him and get his kingdom back," Kendra said. "Or the world, as we know it, will end."
The hammer was finished, even with a heated battle erupting around their kingdom. The Dwarf king handed the newly-fashioned hammer to an older man wearing a ratty cloak and what could be described as a moth-eaten hat that covered his face in shadow.
"I hope you know what you're doing," the Dwarf king remarked. "You're staking too much on a gamble."
"Not a gamble," the other man replied. "The royal family will save all the realms."
The Dwarf gave a bitter laugh. "What royal family? The All-Father is missing. Thor is imprisoned. There is nothing."
"There is always hope."
An old man walked the Earth for what would have been the first time for him in almost hundreds of years. He was just an old wanderer looking for someone.
There was the words of prophecy that practically sang in his mind even though prophecy was pointless and almost wasteful. People themselves make their own destiny. They do not need someone around to point them in the right direction, to hold their hand. There was a race of beings who felt otherwise. He shook his head to concentrate more on his search.
Two ravens flew to him and landed on his shoulders, and each one whispered something into his ears. Thought and Memory told him where she was.
Amora paced the throne room, waiting for the new king to acknowledge his end of the bargain. She easily handed him the throne, and even now, her created and recruited armies were stamping out the rebellion in the other realms.
"I gave you all of this, Loki," she said, being sweet. "Now, I need the pathways to get to Svartalheim. You promised."
The realm drew Loki up short, and why should it not? It was the realm that a being from before all creation who was beaten by Odin.
"You've sided with Malekith the Accursed!" Loki spat at her.
"I thought you realized it," Amora said, her true nature being exposed. "Now, that pathway. Where is it?"
Jonathon finally convinced Tara to get out of the room and outside. He was showing her the sights of Metropolis. Tara looked around her in awe, never having stepped foot in a city like that her whole life, and for a moment she seemed like she was willing to forget everything that happened.
"You grew up here?" She remarked. "You look like a farmboy."
"Ha. Ha," he replied. "Yeah. Both my parents work here."
Tara gave him a side look. "Yeah. That doesn't sound like a loaded statement."
"No idea what you're talking about," Jonathon replied quickly.
"Really?" Tara said, narrowing her eyes. "You pretty much know everything about my family. Why don't you tell me. . .really tell me about your family."
"We just met."
"Uh huh. Didn't stop you from grieving with my parents."
"You wouldn't believe it if I told you."
She snorted. "Try me."
Jonathon told her the long story of his family's history and everything his father had done. Tara listened, almost in awe, and she began to understand him just a little more.
"That's why!" She said when he finished. "You're like your dad."
"Be quiet," he said, looking around him. "You have no idea who's listening."
"Fine." She stopped walking. "You know I didn't really like you when we first met."
"I figure that out," he replied.
"You really changed my mind," she said, giving him a sweet smile.
There was screaming and a loud roar that ripped through the city. Rainbow lights danced across the sky, and strange beings and creatures were fighting each other before vanishing.
"No. . .no," Tara said. "I thought he would stop this. He had to."
An old man was watching them, though they did not notice him at the time. No one had. He leaned rather heavily on his tall and gnarled staff and walked over to them. He set down a hammer, one that only Tara could lift, before walking off.
"How did that get here?" Tara asked when she saw the hammer.
It was very similar to her father's, but it was different. There were different markings and looked a little smaller.
Almost hesitantly, Tara took hold of the hammer, and in the distance the sound of thunder and a flash of lightning began to happen, breaking through the chaos that erupted around the world. She could lift the hammer rather easily.
Dick was looking through the records of the rather spur of the moment meeting of the League. Each member went on to parts of the world where the strange occurrences and atmospheric disturbances were in strength, and they all mysteriously vanished. He could not get a hold of his mentor. There was nothing.
"You're going to have to get a hold of the rest of us," he told Watchtower. "We need to stop this and somehow find the League."
