"We are immortal until our work on Earth is done." – George Whitfield.

AVENGERS: Remnants Mightiest Heroes

Chapter 1: Not A Last Goodbye

Remnant (Earth 62281)

Sweat gleamed on Pyrrha Niko's forehead as she struggled to get back up on the ruined top of Beacon's Tower. She could feel her aura had failed her, and she had but one chance at ending this fight. The Woman in Red, the unworthy Fall Maiden had her in the ropes, but she still had her shield. She still had a chance. She gritted her teeth and glared at the dark-haired witch. For her friends, for Jaune, she had to give it her best shot. Even if this ended the way she knew it would…

She saw her enemy drew her bow back and prepared to fire on her. One shot. One chance. She twisted her body to launch her bronze shield in a Frisbee throw, sending the discuss toward her enemy directly in line with the arrow.

Before she could even react, the arrow passed through the shield as if it was air, and pierced her ankle. Pain flared through her body as she stumbled to her knees, crying out in pain.

The Huntress struggled to get up but couldn't put any weight on her ankle. "It is unfortunate you were promised a power that was never truly yours…" the Woman said as she approached Pyrrha, who had managed to get to her knees. "But take comfort in knowing that I will use it in ways that you could never have imagined…" the Woman said, touching her chin and tilting Pyrrha's face up toward her.

"Do… you believe in Destiny?" Pyrrha asked defiantly.

"Yes," The Woman said after a momentary pause. She then formed her bow over her head, and fired an arrow point blank, striking Pyrrha in the bare part of her chest, piercing through her body and out her back.

Pyrrha struggled to breath, trembling in fear and pain, images of her parents, Nora, Ren, Jaune, everything she ever loved flashed in her mind. The Woman touched her forehead and she felt her whole body heat up. For a fraction of a moment she saw what looked like a woman in a white hooded cloak, but she suddenly felt as if the ground opened below her and she was falling.

She opened her weakening eyes and the dark sky had turned blue and sunny, and then she closed her eyes again, embracing her death. As quickly as she started to fall though, it stopped, and she felt two cool, metallic arms under her legs and her shoulders. "Pepper!" She heard a male voice cry out, "I'm returning to the Tower, call in a medical team. I have a Jane Doe, severely injured! Call in Pym and McCoy. She's losing a lot of blood, with a wounds to the-"

New York City, New York (Earth – 5251982)

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Pyrrha had never felt this much soreness and pain in her life. Wasn't the afterlife supposed to be peaceful. Slowly her green eyes blinked open and her fuzzy vision cleared on the white clean room. Machines showing her heart rate and O2 level beeped beside her bed.

"You're very lucky…" a voice spoke to the side. She slowly, stiffly turned toward the voice. She gasped at the sight of big blue eyes and messy blond hair.

"J-Jaune?" she wheezed with a difficult breath.

"Try not to speak, young lady," the man who looked a lot like Jaune said, placing a hand on her shoulder, "Do you understand me? Do you know English?" he asked, "Nod if you do."

She swallowed hard, but nodded, "Good, good. Now rest. Everything is ok." He said, squeezing her shoulder gently, "My name is Steve. You're safe here."

She didn't know how long she had fallen asleep, but when she next opened her eyes, it was much darker outside her window. It was either late evening or early… "Good morning, my dear." An older man with silver hair, wearing a suit and tie walked in with a tablet in hand. "I'm Dr. Henry Pym. Can you tell me your name?"

"Pyr-Pyrrha Nikos…" she coughed through a dry throat.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Pyrrha," Dr. Pym greeted, "I'm Doctor Henry Pym. You can call me Hank. Everyone else does. You were in bad shape when Mr. Stark brought you in,"

Dr. Pym stepped to the side and pulled a chart from the end of her bed and glanced over it. "Your bronchial tubes were pierced and your heart was also nipped by whatever pierced your chest, with open and mildly burnt wound straight through your body. Also, you had a similar pierce on your lower leg, it gave significant damage to your Achilles tendon. You were lucky it missed your spinal cord. To say nothing of you falling to your potential death… you're a very lucky young woman."

"Where am I?" Pyrrha asked, touching the bandage on her chest.

"Manhattan," Dr. Pym stated, "New York, United States of America, Earth." He gave her a caring smile, "Let's start with where you're from…"

"I'm from the Kingdom of Mistral originally, but I was attending Beacon Academy for Hunters and Huntresses in the Kingdom of Vale," Pyrrha replied to the doctor.

"Kingdom of Mistral, Kingdom of Vale, Beacon Academy, huh?" Hank nodded, glancing up as the door opened and a pretty young brunette in her early 20s entered with a tray. "Is that on Earth? I don't think I've heard of it." He smiled when he saw Pyrrha focused on the woman. "Allow me to introduce my daughter, Hope." He glanced to his daughter, "Hope, this is Pyrrha Nikos."

"Pleasure," Hope smiled warmly, "Dad thought of everything but your stomach… I bet you're hungry."

Hope lifted the back of her bed so she could eat easier, then watched carefully as Pyrrha uncovered her plate. "Hamburger? I haven't had a hamburger since we had the food fight war last semester…" She stared hungrily at the plate, "We only were allowed… healthy food since we destroyed the cafeteria… not like Ms. Goodwitch couldn't fix it…" She took a bite out of her burger and glanced to the old man. "Earth?" she asked confused

"I see. We can explain this after you've recovered a little more, Pyrrha. We'll be checking back on you; enjoy your meal and we'll talk more shortly," Hank smiled, and he and Hope exited the medical room, in reality, a holographic cell not unlike where Steve Rogers awoke after his long nap in the Arctic Shelf.

"So, what do you think, Hank?" Steve Rogers, also known as Captain America stood there looking through a one-sided window.

"We know she's human," Hope spoke up, looking at a datapad. "Actually shows DNA markers similar to Homo superior. I'm sure Scott and Louis would love to hear that story of the food fight."

"Yes, she is definitely human, but there's also other markers that make her different than a Mutant as well," Hank glanced at the girl. "She described a kingdom and some kind of academy."

"Parallel world, huh?" Steve pinched the bridge of his nose. "An Alien World would be easier to deal with. Dimension hopping is always a headache…"

"It could be worse," Hank pushed up his glasses. "I could have told you that her DNA shows she is a distant relation to her world's Magneto." Steve groaned.

"Are we sure she's telling us the truth?" Steve asked, frowning at the girl.

"The lie detector I have hooked up to her says she's telling the truth," a dark haired man in a 3-piece suit and sunglasses, with a trimmed goatee leaned against the wall. "Not the cheap court style lie detector, I'm talking the best detection systems FRIDAY can run."

"OK, parallel Earth, do we know which one?" Steve crossed his arms.

"Not yet," Hank said. "We're working on it. She might be stuck here for quite some time..."

"I know what it's like to be lost in a unfamiliar world... I'm going to talk to her…" Steve walked in before they could stop him. "Hello, Pyrrha," He greeted, and the girl stiffened at the sight of him.

"H-Hello," She said, staring back at him.

"We haven't properly been introduced. My name is Captain Steve Rogers. It's always a pleasure to meet another soldier," the Captain smiled.

"How did…" Pyrrha blinked.

"Other than we found you in armor," Steve smiled kindly, "it's your eyes. You have a fighter's eyes."

"I'm not a soldier per se…" She said, clutching the bandage over her chest. "I'm a huntress."

"Whatever the term is, a fighter is a fighter," Steve pulled up a chair and sat down. "Hank told you that you're in Manhattan. Do you happen to know where it is?"

"He mentioned the Kingdom of New York in the United States, whatever that means…" Pyrrha frowned, "I… I really don't know where I am now or how I actually got here."

"There's no easy way to say this, but we have determined you're … in another dimension," Steve breathed.

Pyrrha smiled and laughed a little, "like out of a comic book, right?" She chuckled but lost her smile when she saw the look in Steve's eyes. "You're serious…"

She stared for a moment before she started to hyperventilate and her green eyes filled with tears. "How … How am I… How can I get back? Where is here? How did I get here… I … how do I get home… I … I…"

"Relax, Pyrrha, we're going to find a way to get you home," Steve said, taking her hand and squeezing it, "I give you my Word. Right here. Right now. We're going to get you back to Jaune."

This caught the girl by surprise, "What? How did you…"

"Know that name?" Steve squeezed her hand, "You called me Jaune when you woke up the first time. I take it he's someone special."

"I… yeah…" Pyrrha still struggled for words, "I just… I thought… I don't know what to do…"

"One step at a time, ma'am," Steve took her hand and squeezed it, gazing at her with eyes so much like Jaune's. "We have a way to get you home, but it'll take time find the right direction. You need to rest and heal, too. So just relax, rest, and when the time comes, I will personally take you home."

She stared at him for several moments, and he gave her hand a harder squeeze rubbing her knuckle with his thumb. "I swear to you. I will see you home… and soon…"

To Be Continued...

A/N: I could have gone farther, but I felt this was a good stop point. everything that's happened so far in RWBY will remain as canon. But soon, very soon, Pyrrha will return to her friends, and she's coming with Avengence.

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