Wow, I'm sorry it's taken me so long to update, I did not intend to take such a long break. But updates will be much more frequent now, I promise. For now, I hope you guys enjoy this.

Green Hal37: This is an all hands on deck kind of situation, everyone is needed. Not to mention between Harry, Tony and Cisco, they can make a new gauntlet in a matter of hours. Fair enough. Oh no kidding, I kind of wish that Scott had gone to Asgard instead in the actual movie. Glad those team-ups sound amazing. It was a gift I imagine.

Ellie Bishop: Glad to hear it. Yeah, the later Arrowverse crossovers lacked any real sense of camaraderie. Glad you like the team-ups. Yeah, Slade is essentially a war hardened Tony with Steve's skillset.

Guest 2.0: Okay.

Guest: First off, Kara is only the strongest hero in terms of brute strength. That is the only area where she beats the other heroes. As for why I didn't include her, because I don't want to? Because I don't have to as it's my story? As for what she did, where do I start? Oliver sacrifices his life to save people from her earth, and is Kara grateful? No, right off the bat she is disrespecting his sacrifice by essentially calling Oliver an idiot. Then, when Barry, Mia and Sara try to bring him back, Kara is more interested in helping out someone she met once instead of helping someone she considers her friend even though she never actually acted like his friend. But the last straw was when she ignores Novu to try and play God by bringing back her earth. Even ignoring the fact that when a cosmic being tells you something is a bad idea, you listen; Kara had no idea the powers she was messing with. For all she knew, she could have destroyed the multiverse or irrevocably changed it for the worse. And her only motivation for this was to bring back her earth, everything else was just an excuse she used to justify bringing back her earth. That is not heroic, that is selfish. You like Kara? That's fine, but you do not get to come in here and demand I use her and then throw shade at people for the crime of not liking her. The fact you did shows you as an entitled and immature person.

For those of who you do like Kara reading this, I apologize if I offended you. But when someone does what this person did, that pisses me off.

Titan, 993

Morning

In a rather impressive building, Harry and Frost ducked their heads behind the corner as some red, humanoid beings walked passed, not seeing them.

"So how are we supposed to find A'Lars without setting off the alarms? It's not like we blend in here," Frost pointed out.

"With a little help from a friend," Harry said as he pulled something out that made Frost look at him in surprise.

"Is that-"

"HR's facial transmogrification technology," Harry said, activating it and changing his appearance to that of a red humanoid, exactly like the other Titans before doing the same to Frost. "Now we go find A'Lars and that stone."

Asgard, 1831

Afternoon

Thor, with a shrunken Scott on his shoulder, peered around the corner, waiting for his past self and Loki to appear. While they waited, Scott looked around in awe.

"Man, I can't believe I'm on another planet. Hope and Hank are never gonna believe this," Scott said excitedly.

"Stay sharp Man of Ants, here they come," Thor warned him.

Thor remained out of the viewpoint of his past self and Loki as they walked by. His throat tightened with emotion as he saw the pair joking with one another, remembering many occasions when he and Loki had done just that. Before the dark times, before his arrogance had cost him his brother. But now was not the time to dwell on past mistakes.

"Are you ready?" Thor asked lowly.

"Flick me," Scott said in a voice filled with determination.

Thor complied, reaching up with his hand and flicking Scott with a careful measure of Asgardian strength. Scott went flying across the hall but landed safely, grabbing onto a strand of Loki's long hair. Scott then swung onto Loki's clothes, managing to crawl inside, completely unnoticed by Loki.

Thor watched this; hoping things went according to plan. Because they couldn't afford for things to go wrong.

Nanda Parbat, 1993

Night

Nyssa kicked in the door before she, Natasha, and Clint entered the room. It was mostly a bare room, save for one thing: a display, like one you'd see in a museum that showed an ancient artifact protected by glass. And on the display was a yellow gem, the size of a pebble.

The Mind Stone.

"He really left it unguarded," Natasha said surprised.

"My father is arrogant. This is his castle; he believes his will to be law here. He cannot fathom that one of his assassins would betray him," Nyssa said matter of factly.

Suddenly, their danger senses all kicked it. They all split, jumping far away from the display. A sword sailed through the air, where Clint had been standing a moment earlier, and hit the wall, the blade embedding itself in the stone. The trio whirled around.

Ra's al Ghul stood in the doorway, his entire being radiating power. And he looked none too pleased to see them there.

"My word is law girl," Ra's told Nyssa as he entered the room, drawing another sword. "But it's not because I cannot perceive betrayal from those who have sworn fealty to me. It is because nothing happens in this castle that I am not aware of. I felt you pass by earlier as I trained my warriors. And now I see you here, in the room where I keep my treasure. And there is only one reason I do not kill you all where you stand."

Ra's pointed his sword at the shocked Nyssa.

"You call me father girl. But you are not Talia and I do not recall having a daughter who looks as you do. You will tell me who you are and then I will decide if I will spare your lives," Ra's said matter of factly.

Titan, 993

Harry and Frost walked down the hall, Frost having her fists clenched, trying not to activate her powers unconsciously lest she break their cover. HR's device seemed to work; as no one paid them so much as a glance, save to look at their clothes. Frost imagined that to the Tians, their clothes must look rather strange.

"Excuse me," Harry suddenly stopped a random Titan. "My assistant and I have a meeting with A'Lars but no one's shown us around. Could you point us in the direction of his lab?"

"Sure," the Titan said politely before pointing down the hall. "Go down until you see some stairs, take a left, and then go all the way down the hall. Last door on the left."

"Thank you," Harry said politely before he and Frost walked towards the direction the Titan had pointed them towards.

"How much did it hurt you to be nice?" Frost snarked and Harry glared at her.

"I'm not going to dignify that with a response," Harry grumbled but she smirked.

"That's okay, your face says all I need to know," she teased, laughing when he only grumbled under his breath.

Asgard, 1831

While he waited for Scott to retrieve the Space Stone, Thor was left in quite the predicament. He had to remain out of sight to avoid meeting his past self or anyone who might have just seen him. Peaking around the corner, he paled as he saw his mother. He was taken back to when he learned she died before shaking himself out of his flashback. He ducked around the corner, hiding behind a pillar. He waited, tense as he heard her pause before he heard the click of her feet on the floor. He sighed in relief, thinking he was safe when-

"What are you doing?"

Thor yelped, whirling around. Standing before him was his mother. Frigga stared at him, perplexed as a lump formed in his throat.

"You should leave the sneaking for your brother," she scolded him lightly.

"I wasn't sneaking," Thor coughed, swallowing the lump in his throat as she looked him up and down, eying the earth clothes he was wearing.

"What are you wearing? When did you have time to change?" she asked bewildered.

"Oh, Loki made a mess and got my clothes wet, you know how he is," Thor lied as she stared at him for a long moment.

"You're not the Thor I know at all, are you?" Frigga said certainly.

"Of course I am, who else would I be?" Thor tried to laugh it off, but Frigga was not fooled.

"I was raised by witches, boy. I see with more than eyes, you know that," Frigga said as he walked over to him, placing a hand on the side of his face. "The future hasn't been kind to you, has it?"

Thor could have lied, he should have lied. But this was his mother, who always had a way of getting him and Loki to fess up, even when they were kids. So instead, Thor pulled her in for a hug. Frigga simply hugged him tightly, wondering what had happened to her son in the future that he had come back to this time in such a broken state.

Nanda Parbat, 1993

The room was silent as Ra's considered Nyssa's words after she had told him her story.

"You claim to be my daughter Nyssa from the future. And that my treasure is one of these 'Infinity Stones'. Most would consider it foolish to believe such a tale," Ra's noted, not lowering his sword, his eyes never leaving Nyssa's face.

"But you are not most, are you father?" Nyssa challenged, meeting her father's gaze without flinching.

"No, I am not," Ra's agreed, the hint of a smile gracing his lips as he lowered his sword finally. "I have encountered those who have traveled through time before. And I see it in your eyes, that same spirit of defiance and will that I see in you now. A father always knows his child, even by their eyes."

"So you'll let us take the stone?" Natasha asked wearily.

"I said no such things," Ra's said as he eyed Natasha wearily. "If this stone is such a danger, why do you seek it? There is much you have yet to tell me. Perhaps it is best it remain here, away from the temptation of weaker men."

"Father," Nyssa said and Ra's returned his gaze to her. "You are an honorable man. I grew up wanting to be just like you. But this stone destroyed you. It twisted your mind until I could barely recognize you as my own father. By the time you met your end, the man before me had vanished long ago. And it is because of this stone."

"You wanna keep this thing away from evil, trust me, I get it. But if you keep it here, it's gonna mess with your head until you end up calling it 'my precious' while you kill those you care about," Clint said.

"If you want to protect it, the best thing to do is let us take it," Natasha added and Ra's paused, considering his next move carefully.

Asgard, 1831

Loki was in his room, rummaging around when he opened a drawer on what was apparently a dresser. Inside, cluttered among some other items, was a glowing blue gem.

The Space Stone.

Loki reached inside, pulling something else out before closing the drawer, not noticing Scott had jumped down, managing to get inside the drawer before Loki had closed it.

In another room, Thor sat on a bed as he told Frigga everything while she listened patiently.

"I killed him, but it didn't bring Loki or Heimdall back. It didn't bring back all the people Thanos killed," Thor said with a heavy sigh. "I failed."

"Everyone fails sometimes," Frigga said wisely.

"I'm not supposed to be like everyone else," Thor protested.

"If you expect perfection from yourself, you will always fall short," Frigga said wisely as she sat down next to him. "The measure of a hero isn't how often they succeed, but how they deal with failure."

Back in Loki's room, as Loki began practicing his magic, transforming a flower into a piece of glass and back out of boredom, Scott pushed open the drawer, climbing down the dresser as he held onto the Space Stone. He almost got away unnoticed. Almost.

But as he reached the bottom of the dresser, he lost his footing and his grip on the Space Stone. He fell on his face as the stone hit the floor was a clatter. Loki, alerted by the sound, looked up to see the stone and Scott.

"Screw it," Scott said, abandoning all pretense of stealth, grabbing the stone and running towns the door, pushing it open with his tiny hands. "Thor, I've been made! A little help here!"

Nanda Parbat, 1993

"I had sworn to guard this with my life," Ra's said as he held the Mind Stone reverently. "I had considered it my treasure. But there is one thing more precious to me."

Ra's then turned around to face Nyssa. As he walked over to her, Clint and Natasha stood behind her, their hands on their weapons, preparing for a fight if Ra's could not be reasoned with.

"You my daughter are my true treasure," Ra's said, to Nyssa's surprise. "If, as you said, this stone destroyed my sanity, it is too dangerous to belong to any one man. I sense there is much you have not told me. But if you are my heir, then I know it shall be shall be safe with you."

Ra's then offered it to Nyssa. After a moment, Nyssa reached out and took it.

"Thank you father," Nyssa said lowly, in disbelief it had been this easy.

Before Ra's could respond, a red blur entered the room and raced around. When it was gone, so were Nyssa, Natasha and Clint.

Asgard, 1831

Scott was running, holding the stone as Loki was hot on his tail. Loki threw his knife, which just barely missed Scott.

"That does not belong to you cretin!" Loki roared, his eyes having a mad glint to them.

Loki stalked forward only to be struck in the face by someone's fist. Loki felt to the floor, out cold as Thor looked at him.

"Sorry brother," Thor said apologetically as Scott returned to normal size.

"Next time, try not to cut it so close," Scott complained and Thor nodded.

"What madness is this?!"

"Oh for the love of!" Thor groaned as he turned around to see his past self, eyes filled with rage.

"What have you done to my brother shapeshifter?!" Past Thor demanded angrily. "And why do you wear my face?"

"It's complicated Thor," Thor said, seeing the familiar indignation on Past Thor's face. "I am not your enemy."

"Then why do you wear my face and attack my brother? I will not listen to your lies," Past Thor growled as he held out his hand.

"You don't want to do this," Thor was warned but saw it was useless as Mjolnir flew into his past self's hand, lightning flashing in his eyes.

"I don't think he's listening," Scott said uneasily as Thor reached into his jacket.

"Man of Ants, take cover," Thor said grimly, pulling out what appeared to be a small umbrella.

Scott didn't need to be told twice, ducking behind the corner as Thor opened it. In a flash, the unopened umbrella turned into Stormbreaker. The air was charged with electricity as the two gods prepared to face off.

Predictably, it was past Thor who made the first move. He threw Mjolnir at Thor, who easily side stepped it, having anticipated this. Using his telepathic link to it, past Thor sent Mjolnir sailing towards Thor but Thor easily grabbed it, throwing it towards his past self. Past Thor grabbed it and, his eyes flashing with lightning, rushed Thor. But Thor held his ground, his own eyes flashing with lighting as he swung Stormbreaker, meeting Mjolnir in a clash of weapons. The hallway was suddenly alight with a blast of lightning.

Outside, on the streets, the Asgardians stopped, staring in wonder at the palace as it suddenly lit up with lightning.

Back inside, the hallway was charred, the power of the Thors having been more than it could handle. Scott peaked his head out from behind the wall, taking in the scene.

Past Thor was on the ground, groaning in pain, Mjolnir a few feet from his. He raised his hand to summon it but a foot suddenly stomped down on his hand. Past Thor groaned, looking up at Thor, thinking this was the end.

"It would be very easy for me to kill, right now," Thor told him.

"Then just get on with it," Past Thor groaned.

Silently, to past Thor's surprise, Thor stepped off his past self's hand, stepping back and lowering his weapon.

"As I told you before, I am not your enemy," Thor said, offering his past self a hand up.

After a moment, Past Thor accepted the hand and Thor helped him up.

"Who are you?" Past Thor asked in confusion. "Why do you look as I do?"

"That is a long story my friend," Thor said with a slight smile.

"It does not matter my son," the two Thors looked over as Frigga appeared.

"Mother?" Past Thor asked in confusion.

"No one will remember this. I may not be on your brother's level, but I am still skilled in the ancient ways of magic," Frigga said before looking over at Thor. "I will conjure a potion; both of us will forget you were here."

"And Loki?" Thor asked as he looked at his brother.

"I will have a talk with him, he will forget the mischief he has been up to as well," Frigga said with a look at her adoptive son, who was still unconscious.

"So we're all good now?" Scott asked as he walked out from behind the corner.

"Yes," Thor said as he lowered Stormbreaker. "Man of Ants, this is my mother."

"Hey, Scott Lang, nice to meet you," Scott said, retracting his helmet as he waved.

"You as well," Frigga said with a smile.

Thor almost told her then and there. He almost told her of her fate. But, remembering Barry's warning of what had happened with Flashpoint, he knew he couldn't do it. As much as it pained him, he had a higher responsibly than saving his mother. Even if it killed part of him.

"Mom," Thor said and she looked over at him. "…I love you."

"I love you to," Frigg said as she placed a hand on the side of his face. "Now go be the man you were always meant to be."

Thor smiled tightly at her before a red blur sped in, taking Thor and Scott with it when it vanished.

The Phantom Zone

Tony was flying through the frozen wasteland, trying and failing to pick up some lifeforms.

"Hey Cap, I'm not picking anything up," Tony said over the Comms but got no response. "Cap?"

There was still nothing. Tony, worried, was about to turn back when he picked up something: A heat signature was coming up behind him; quickly. He whirled around before he was suddenly attacked. It tackled him, slamming him down onto the ground. Tony tried fighting it off as he got a look at what was attacking him.

It resembled a Dementor from Harry Potter. It had some kind of cloak on as it growled at him, trying to attack. Tony shot off a repulsion beam that hit whatever it was in the chest. With a cry, it flew off, leaving Tony alone.

"What the Hell was that?" Tony muttered but no one was there to answer him.

In another part of the Phantom Zone, Steve and Slade were led into some kind of settlement. It had tarps draped all over it and there pillars with skulls handing from them. It gave off a rather unnerving vibe, even for Slade. The pair were led into a room with a sort of throne. Sitting on the throne was a figure wearing a dark cloak. Standing up, the figure lowered the hood so they could see his face.

He was a dark haired man with a beard and light eyes that were as cold as ice. Even before he spoke, Steve and Slade had already figured out who he was.

"Kneel. Kneel before Zod."

As much as I disliked Thor's storyline in Endgame, especially how his PTSD was turned into a joke (because apparently mocking someone's trauma is somehow funny), it did have one redeeming quality: his scene with Frigga. So I decided to include a slightly altered version of it here.

Granted, it's been a very long time since I've watched it, but the Ra's al Ghul we saw in Legends season one seemed like a much more reasonable person than his Arrow counterpart as well as a better, if distant, father. I tried to show that Ra's here.

Thor beat his past self so easily because, not only is he more powerful, but the past Thor is arrogant and brash while Thor is humble and focused.

For Zod's actor, just imagine the Smallville version. Callum Blue is just so great as Zod I couldn't picture anyone else in the role for this story.