Well its been awhile hasn't it. That case of writers block ended up being much worse than I thought and combine that with a global pandemic, working full time and starting university life has been a little hectic. I've been itching to get back to this fic since the Avengers game came out and got the cogs turning in my head again and then watching Into the Spiderverse got me fully back in the mood.

I have largely ditched my old story plan and am altering it as there were some ideas that 2020 me isn't the largest fan of, but the fic is still going to head largely in the same direction as I had originally planned, I just may toy around with the multiverse aspects a bit more than I was originally planning.

I apologize if there are any inconsistencies with previous chapters and I will try to keep them as limited as possible but taking a years hiatus from a story is bound to have any consequences.

I hope you enjoy this chapter and heres hoping I can keep some semi-consistent updates, but I won't make any promises.

-Maca56

Chapter 16: An Army Grows Larger

"Morgan? I can tell something is wrong. What is bothering you?"

I sat in my throne in deep thought, a pile of used runestones resting beside my arm. The encounter with Wanda had left me somewhat troubled. Most of my alternate versions had been weaker than I am, considerably so. Finding one who rivalled me in power was both exciting and frightening.

"Morgan?" Mordred asked again.

I raised my head and looked at him.

"Yes Mordred?"

He sighed and squared his shoulders.

"I asked you if everything was ok. I very rarely see you so lost in thought."

I nodded slowly, my fingers grasping a stone and twirling it between my fingers.

"Its just that Wanda. We have defeated quite a few alternate versions of ourselves, but none have ever been as powerful as she was. It makes things a little more complicated than I originally anticipated."

Mordred nodded and gestured to the letter in his hand.

"We were warned about her remember? She seemed very inexperienced in your battle, we may be able to use that against her."

"She has the Sorcerer Supreme of her world teaching her. He was powerful, more powerful than Merlin was for sure. They also have one of our stones and Sir Percival. If one man knows even one of our weaknesses, its him."

Mordred smiled.

"So we use the Odinson to dispose of them. If he was from their earth, they may not suspect anything."

I nodded slowly and thought it over. It certainly was one of his better ideas.

The again…

"If they returned to their native Earth, they have no doubt alerted others we are in possession of him. While it would work if we had killed them here, it won't work now."

Mordred frowned and furled his brows.

"Well what shall we do then my queen?"

I stood up from my throne, the stone in my hand glowing.

"We continue our conquest. Only I can stop what is coming and to do that I need absolute control over as many kingdoms as I can."

Meanwhile on Earth 17980…

If there was one thing I loved about the city, it was how beautiful it looked at night. Of course, it would look a lot better if there wasn't a massive fire downtown and an army of superheroes laying waste to everything in their path.

Perched on a rooftop water tower, I had a perfect view of the scene. The Avengers and almost any other hero in the area were battling alternate universe versions of themselves and were losing, badly.

I spun my mask around in my hands and looked into the white eyes. The scene was bad, but what kind of superhero would I be if I did not at least try to help.

I pulled the mask over my head and pulled the hood of my suit up. I took a deep breath to steady myself and leapt off.

I felt the rush of the wind tug at my suit from all angles. I could smell the smoke of the burning buildings and I could hear the screams of panicked civilians as they ran for their lives. I saw the ground rapidly approaching and I quickly shot a web onto a nearby window and pulled myself forward.

As I began swinging closer to the scene I saw how bad it really was. The Avengers were trying their best to fight but the onslaught of their alternate selves was too much. I landed a little farther back from the fighting, by a very obviously injured Kamala Khan and She-Hulk.

She-Hulk was gripping the left side of her torso and I could see blood coating her arm. She turned to me and smiled weakly.

"Hey Kamala, look who finally decided to show up!"

Kamala was sitting against a wall, her arms resting at her sides and slightly stretched out. She slowly turned her head towards us and her eyes grew wide.

"Spider-Woman! We all thought they got you. I'm glad to see you're ok." She said very weakly.

I could see dried blood from under her nose and her suit had seen some significant wear. She looked tired.

She-Hulk tugged at my hood and chuckled.

"Man how is this thing so clean. Explosions and smoke don't exactly go well with white."

I shrugged my shoulders.

"I had to give it a real good wash before I got here. Now can either of you tell me what exactly is going on?"

She-Hulk turned to the scene and grimaced. The fighting was closer than it was before.

"I don't know much. Stark and Pym had an idea of what was happening, but Tony was captured and Hank…isn't with us anymore. I know their leader is a sorceress, and an immensely powerful one. They came through a center portal which is also the thing that caused the explosion we all saw."

I nodded slowly. I wasn't exactly close with Pym, or any of the Avengers for that matter, but both him and Tony Stark, THE Iron Monger, was a pretty big deal.

"Do you know what she's after?"

She-Hulk shook her head.

"She either kills us as we're defeated, or she uses those weird glowy stone things and we disappear. That's what happened to Tony. He fought some big, hulking version of himself that made short work of him and Admiral America. We're getting our asses kicked out here."

I sighed. Why did I have to involve myself in this? Before I could say anything else I heard a scream and saw someone come flying towards us.

My spider-sense went off and I jumped backwards and just missed the flying body of Jane Foster. Mjolnir followed shortly after.

She-Hulk ran after Jane and I looked for whatever sent her flying. I took a glance over to where Kamala was and she had slumped over, her eyes closed.

I looked away, tears stinging my eyes. Not her too.

My spider-sense alerted me of danger again and I looked up to see a swarm of Avengers rushing towards me.

I took a defensive stance and readied myself for my last fight, but before they reached me I had a weird feeling come over me.

Everything around me began to fade out and I started to lose feeling in my body. I reached my arm out desperately to grab something but it never reached anything.

The last thing I saw was the scarily familiar face of Peter Parker.