Prologue


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"Hopefully, this team thing will work out in theend," said someone with a hispanic accent trying to be positive for once in his life.

"Yeah, basically getting kidnapped from your reality and being forced to protect a strange new reality from multiversal threats will make this team quite successful," an elderly yet strong male voice sarcastically said.

"I understand what you meant for Forge as I felt the same as well, but if He summons us from our respected universes to handle such threats. Then, we should at the very least trust his word until we find a way back to our worlds," a feminine voice response to the now-named Forge.

Moments after she ended the conversation, a portal suddenly appeared on the ceiling as 13 individuals emerged and fell to the ground. Almost all of these individuals collided to the ground along with each other as those who were completely caught off-caught shouted, "OW!"

Among the individuals who are taking in the surroundings and the awareness of each other, a 16-year old, blue-eyed boy is staring into the eyes of a beautiful teenage girl as the former lay on the ground and the latter is laying atop of him.

The 16-years old boy with short brown taper haircut has a prosthetic arm and is armed with a disc-shaped shield. It was painted with a white star in the center, surrounded blue, and making the three outer rings into light blue and white stripes. Lucky his back isn't carrying the shield otherwise it would hurt him as it rests on the ground. He is currently wearing an all-white, utilitarian-style suit with a silver star on the chest and a Kevlar-based ballistic component.

The beautiful teenage girl seems to be the same age as him, but appears a bit younger as she has long blonde hair and bright blue eyes. She seems to be wearing a dark gray jumpsuit that bears a S contained inside a diamond.

"Hi, I'm White Sta- I mean I'm James Barnes," the boy introduced himself to the lovely lady while flashing her a friendly smile.

"I'm Kara Zor-El," the now-named Kara introduced herself before looking at the star on his chest, "Your Kryptonese is quite impressive, I almost mistook you for one of my people."

"I'm sorry, Krypto-what now?"

However before conversation could go any further or some of the individuals were about to fight each other for mistaken identity, they were interrupted with the sound of a fake cough as all turned towards the source of the sound. In front of them were the three individuals who stood in close proximity to each other.

The one on the left is a thin and unkempt man who appears to be of South America descent and in his late 20s or early 30s. He's nervously flash the group with a smile showcasing his Whiteley clean teeth as he has overgrown, curly black hair, a big pointy yet rounded nose, a thin unshaven mustache, light freckles on his face, and prominent eye bags that goes along his green-hazel eyes. He wears a hooded, ripped up turquoise ruana cuffed at the elbows over a pale, gray, taupe beige burgundy shirt and pants with sandals.

The one on the right is an old man who has brown eyes and his white hair in a ponytail style even though he is going bald. Despite old age and wrinkles, his face still retains his strong features. He seems to be wearing a black and yellow suit that rubbed against his stomach with a belt with an "X" surrounded by red and cowboy boots. Unlike the other men, there are some of the individuals who seem to recognize him, but couldn't place where.

Lastly, the one in the middle is a woman of African descent whose age could be between 20s and 30s by best guess. She seems to be using a protection suit that closely resembles plated armor consisting of open-finger gloves, long boots, wrist gauntlets, bracelets, a tiara with the symbol of a star, and a belt resembling a "W." For a chest emblem, she picked an eight-pointed star as her symbol while a short sword seemed to be hanging from her hip. Her attire is mostly colored in black, followed by purple, and a hint of silver that protects her hourglass and athletic figure. She has features, such as long flowing black hair tied in a loose ponytail, light-purple eyes, and purple lipsticked lips, that easily made her one of the most beautiful and sexy women the gathered guests have ever met or seen so far.

"Greetings fellow warriors, we bid you welcome to The Domo!" said the woman with open arms.

"The Domo?" a late 20s man with an African accent and wearing a full black bodysuit with features of a feline asked, "Did you or one of your companions brought us here?"

"No, I'm afraid that we don't have the means of inter-dimensional travel since we, ourselves, are also in the same position as you are, Prince T'Challa," the Old Man replied back, causing the now named T'Challa to be beyond shocked and look slightly panicked.

Before T'Challa could voice how, a red-skinned man seemingly wearing a green suit with yellow cape, and red boots interrupts, "Sorry to interrupt, but did you just say about inter-dimensional travel?"

"Well Vision, I suppose we're all living proof that the multiverse theory isn't quite a theory after all."

"How so?" a young boy dressed like a bat asked joining the conversation as well as being prepared for any possible conflict judging the hostile given by a blue-skin woman, another man in an all-black bodysuit with white circularly color, and another blonde teenager dressed like what seems to be viking.

The Latino nervously steps up as he avoid eye contact and scratch his neck, "You see Kiddo, it was like this: on the Earth 'we' dwell on have the history that we know this happened, but there is another universe with the same Earth where instead this happened it's that happened instead…"

"Hate to burst your bubbles, but I'm always well-informed on the multiverse concept," the boy dressed like a bat said while giving an expression of a sweat-dropped.

"So, it's like a system. But in the real world." the 2nd all-black bodysuit said while taking out his particular light discs causing those who are trained and had a faster reaction time to be one step closer to fighting. Well, almost everyone as the woman and the old man remained calm despite being ready for anything while a Japanese teen along with the young man got out of the crossfire.

"You expect me to believe that?" He says because he only knows about the real world and the system he comes from are the only things that exist in his mind, "How do 'we' know you're actually lying?"

Upon saying that, doubt started to fester in some individuals as a blue-skinned woman with short red hair and yellow or golden eyes spoke out, "He's right! I was trying to save the children when that bastard showed his face. Then, I was here with the likes of you!"

Once she finishes, she glares at Bucky and points her finger at him causing the group to look at him in question including the now-named Kara. Since they heard about the multiverse concept, they wondered if Bucky is from the same universe, but seeing his confusion opposed that thought. Despite having an idea of what his variant did to her, Bucky could easily tell that the woman won't believe him or everyone else's words meaning conflict is inevitable. Bucky subconsciously raised his shield ready for a fight to happen, but he didn't know that the sight of Bucky's shield was the source of her aggression which practically flashing it in front of her face makes more tension to the current situation.

Lucky for the trio, the situation didn't take a turn for the worse as the surroundings that made the Domo suddenly shifted to something completely unnatural. What makes it so unnatural to the new arrivals is the fact that anywhere they look where they are standing is void of everything and colorless if you don't count the mist roaming around them.

Before the others could react or panic at this sudden change of scenery, a voice rang out, "I wouldn't advise that course of action, Raven Darkholme."

Everyone, including those who haven't said a word yet, turned their attention to the source of the voice. The new arrivals were greeted with the sight of an entity that defiles their perception. To those who are inorganic as well as those wearing high-tech helmets or visors for visual support, they can not describe the owner of the voice due to the entity seemingly concealing itself in energy from being scanned and analyzed, except that it has very long legs, arms, fingers, and neck. To the organics' view, the entity isn't trying to conceal its appearance in plain sight. It appears to be humanoid as it is covered from head to three-toed feet in armor that resembles certain celestial. His arms are as narrow as winged creatures and his fingers set in a different symmetrical fashion with the longest finger being the middle and the shortest being the thumb and pinky. Even being seen, there are some features that identify the entity's uniqueness are still out of their perception. All in all, the majority of the group are in the mixture of fear and intimated while the very few couldn't help but wonder if the being is related to a race of the celestials.

"It would have defeated the whole purpose of bringing each of you from your respectfully universes into this one," the Entity basically confesses to the now-named Raven.

Among the stunned audience, a Japanese high school student with blue eyes and short spiky black hair was so stunned by what he saw that he wasn't aware of what he said, "Who or what the hell are you?"

"A fine question at that, Issei Hyoudou. I am simply known as The Progenitor as I belong to the race that called ourselves as… The Foundation."

Even though the name builds suspense and tension among the group, a young woman with long brown hair, fair skin, and brown eyes that is covered with a pair of purple sunglasses, couldn't help thinking about the humor behind the name. The young woman seems to wear a purple colored "tracksuit" with boots, a quiver full of arrows and armed with a bow.

"Seriously?" the young lady asks as she silently chuckles, "That's what the name is going to be?"

Aware of the thoughts running across her head, the self-proclaimed Progenitor decided to put aside the briefing for the moment, "I highly assure you, Katherine Bishop, that my kin calling ourselves as 'The Foundation' fitted the bills considering what our main functions are."

"What are these functions you speak of?" said the woman in the red leather outfit with the long flowing cape and dark red hair.

"I'm getting ahead of myself there. Thank the Makers for not having to explaining about the Multiverse to you," The Progenitor's playfulness and relief suddenly run dried as he went back to his professionalism, "Since each and every one of you have come from separate universes, introductions are needed to properly build a team."

That statement brought some confusion to the group because they could have easily done without Progenitor's help. The youngest of the group spoke out, "Pretty certain that we can easily do introductions on our own, but becoming a team… Well, I had my own team back home that needed my help."

Hearing the bat-boy voice his concerns about his universe, most, if not all, of the new arrivals express their worries about being rids apart from their home universes to this unknown universe. Most had an obligation back to their home universes as well as those who lived in their bubbles knew what it meant for entering another universe.

Knowing their recent thoughts would be like, the Progenitor had no choice, but reveals the price they must pay, "I'm afraid that your concerns should be limited to the universe you're currently in since you won't be coming back. For now."

That bomb drop caused all 12 individuals to be silent for several moments before their worries came back with a vengeance. None are no louder than Raven Darkholme as she pointed her finger towards and snarls at the Progenitor, "How dare you! I was about to save children from the dreaded Avengers! What gives you the right to…"

"The same right that everyone in this very ship and beyond had, has, and will have," the Progenitor interrupts her for he has heard those words before this latest group, "the will to stand up against any foe! Despite all odds weighted against you! Despite the fact that you cannot save everyone! Each and every one of you still chose to try!"

At the end of that, the woman of the three take over from there, "Since the Foundation cannot deviants their mission and their solutions to their problem aren't effectively working, they scoured throughout the Omniverse to handpicked certain individuals with the right skills and experience to protect the universes that are most vulnerable to multiversal invasions."

"Omniverse?" Issei Hyoudou quickly mutters as he, alongside a handful of people, are getting more headaches as to the reason why they're here.

"Don't… just don't. It's bad enough that we know so little about the multiverse we come from. Best to just drop that subject!" Old Man Forge quickly diffused that since he wanted to end this briefing as soon as possible.

"In other words, we landed on those 'needs of the many outweighs the needs of the few' type of situation," the kid dressed as a bat said, causing many to look at him for realization.

"Indeed," the Progenitor seized his chance to speak once more, "All of you have been chosen for this mission that is both highly dangerous and absolutely necessary for the continuation of life within this universe."

Then, the Progenitor gazed into the eyes of Raven, Forge, and others who wished to remain in their universes, "I promise you that when this universe proves itself capable of protecting itself, then you shall return to your universe none the wiser."

"How do I know you're capable of that? That day could be months, even years by the time I came back to my universe, my people would have been wiped from the face of my Earth," Raven voiced out one of her doubts since she can't fully trust the Progenitor or this Foundation he's a part of. For all she could know is that the Progenitor is manipulating them by doing his dirty work for whatever dark agenda might be.

"The Foundation's mission is and always has been the creation and nurturing of the multiverses we watch over. In other words, sending all of you back to the very moment you left the universes is less difficult than searching for protectors," the Progenitor said to Raven, as sincere and serious as inhumanly possible.

In the end, Raven has to accept that from the Progenitor for now as the latter says to all present, "I know what I have done is wrong, but the Foundation is getting desperate as the universes we brought to life are being destroyed by something or someone. The entity, whatever it might be, is opening rifts into the younger universes. Allowing beings dangerous enough to wreck ruin onto the young universes."

The Progenitor crossed his arms, "Normally we would have restarted that particular universe to erase the destruction as well as sending back the aggressor back to wherever it came from. However, that option is no longer works as the entity consumes the already weakened universe."

Hearing their opponent being able to consume an universe brought some tension to the group while Issei being brave to ask a question, "Can you just recreate that universe?"

"I'm afraid we cannot as we, the Foundation, can sense the entity's strength growing for every time we sense the death of a universe. Trust me, it is slowly gaining to the point it can successfully overcome the more prepared universes and eventually destroy the Foundation and the Omniverse for good."

The Progenitor gives the most important piece as his ultimatum, "The Foundation believes that recruiting teams like yours to protect the younger universes stops the Entity in its tracks. By denying its hunger on high-risked universes, the Entity will starve to non-existent before reaching the next universe. And so, I implore, no beg all of you to unite and defend this universe with all you can be."

The group looks at each other and seemingly engages in a silent conversation for they know any argument can be easily countered by the Progenitor or any who already made their minds about. Those who are willing to do what the Progenitor for either thinking about responsibility attached or being chosen and/or willing to be of service in order to reach their home universe nodded their heads with confidence. The others reluctantly nodded their heads for their doubts remain strong despite a celestial begging for their help or what roles they will "play" against the entity.

Seeing their "conversation" ended, the Progenitor says while he shifted his size to match the newfound team's height, "Despite my hands forcing you to assist the Foundation, all of you seem to be willing to help put an end to this threat and you have my gratitude for that. Anyway, the only control the Foundation and I have over you will be assigning your roles of your defense in this universe."

The First to be assigned is the Old Man of the trio who welcomes the group that takes the form of the Progenitor placing a hand on his shoulders, "Forge of Marvel Earth-2149. Since your abilities involve technology, you will be that of support as you shall drive the Demo and your engineering shall help your team to succeed."

"That's it?! You drag away from my home and family so I can be the Team's bus driver," Old Man Forge said out of annoyance and anger.

The Progenitor ignores Old Man Forge as he approaches the second member of the trio and places his hand atop his nervous shoulders, "You do not have to worry with getting hurt or getting the team's injury in any way, Lorenzo Ruiz of the D-Multiverse. Since your ability is in the form of precognition, you will also be support as you shall provide information to the team."

Then The Progenitor approached a woman in the red leather outfit with the long flowing cape and dark red hair, who sent some glances with the Vision of another universe. After all, it's heavily awkward for two different variants of the ones they loved which the Progenitor notices.

"Whenever the Team confronts anything or anything of magical capabilities, then you, Wanda Maximoff of Marvel Earth-58163, shall offer magical solutions as the Scarlet Witch. As for you, Vision of Marvel Earth-199999, you shall help Forge with the tech or the Demo as well as providing technological solutions to any problem the Team will face."

"Very well, I shall do the best I can for the team," Vision said.

"And I shall do the best I can to protect the people," the alternate version of the machine's love interest gives her support as well.

"I won't sugarcoated of what enemies would the Entity employed to consume the universe, it's best to be prepared on facing powerful threats," the Progenitor begin eyeing Issei, Kara, and another blonde teenager wearing a suit of scale-like mail, twin red capes, knee-high boots, several ornamental disks on his upper torso, simplified braces, and protective skirt, "Hettie Sidney Tash, the Thunderstrike of one of those Marvel Earths with a huge number, Issei Hyoudou of DxD Universe-5745 and Kara Zor-EL of DC Universe-4232. When push comes to shove, the team will need your strength and endurance to smash the opposition."

Hearing the being tell you of being the powerhouse of the group, the majority of the group, including Kara and Issei were dumbfounded or surprised being assigned as the powerhouses of the group.

"Wait," Issei says, "That got to be some mistake, I ain't some superhero or soldier, I'm just a highschooler."

"He's got a point there, Progenitor," Kara gives her doubts of being labeled as the muscles of the team, "I don't offer much help there sir. I'm not…"

Before Kara could finished that thought, the Progenitor decide to tackles that issue like a hammer striking the hot metal, "Kara Zor-El, you are a Kryptonian and Kryptonians gained tremendous powers like flight, strength, invulnerability, and heat vision and more under a yellow sun."

Then, the Progenitor switch his switch to the another naysayer, "From the multiverse that you're apart of Issei, there are certain individuals that are born with the power of injury or even kills a god and you are one of the few chosen to be born with such power. A power to unleash storms to remain your enemies about a dragon's wrath. Anyway you and Kara will need training on control since power can't tell the difference between fighting or messing around once both of you unlocked them.

He passed by the shocked Issei and Kara and headed towards the prince of Wakanda and the boy wearing a gray bat-suit, black gauntlets, a blue cowl and cape, blue boots, and yellow knee pads, "Prince T'Challa of Wakanda, the Black Panther of Marvel Earth-32938 and Timothy Jackson Drake, the Bat-kid of DC Earth-436. Since both of you are the tactician and a planner of the group, you shall be the two of the three members leading the team to victory."

With that, the Progenitor turns to sees Bucky, Raven, Katherine Bishop, and the three who wearing full bodysuit that doesn't betray any of their identity, "During our study on how to beat whatever the Entity employs, the team will faces those who will outmatch the strongest and/or outwit the smartest, but there are cases where arrogant runs deep within them. Causing them to underestimate certain individuals. The fighters of the team are James 'Bucky' Barnes of another Marvel Earth with a big number, Raven Darkholme of Marvel Earth-11326, 'Kate' Bishop of Marvel Earth-17155, 'Snake-eyes' of the G.I Joes multiverse, Tron of D-Multiverse, and (Peter Wayne-Parker) of Amalgam Earth-2832. When those occasions arise, whatever skills you mastered will be the lines between victory or defeat."

"Only one role remains," the Progenitor said while his eyes among others look to the only one unassigned, "The Leader of the Team will have to be someone that knows how to lead her team, inspire and guide them to the best of their abilities. That someone will be you, Minn-Erva, the Captain Marvel of Amalgam Earth-9657."

That declaration brought quiet as all eyes were on her and they weren't seeing her agreeing the burden and responsibility of leading them against the Entity. Instead, they saw somber within her expression and that brought some concerns about that. The now-named Minn-Erva ignores all their looks as she remembers the mistakes she has made within her universe before she was summoned by the Progenitor.

Fighting a tear while keeping her sorrows, she asks, "Are you… certain that I am worthy?"

"Remember your history and you will know my answer," the Progenitor spoke with no intention for a straight answer. Yet that doesn't stop the Progenitor to lean closer to Minn-Erva's ear and whispers, "You needed this to redeem yourself in your eyes and the hold they have over you will be free from their influence."

Minn-Erva's eyes widened in absolute surprise as the flames of hope reignited within at such a possibility once thought to be impossible. Those who had seen this display wondered what did the Progenitor whisper in her ears that caused her reaction and became a bit more curious of what her universe was like. Yet, they remained silent as they remembered the words of the Progenitor towards Raven of the reward in the form of righting a wrong committed against themselves or something along the lines.

These thoughts were cut short as the Progenitor backed up from Minn-Erva as the latter revealed the lioness to her teammates, "I will accept the burden… with all that I am."

Soon after hearing the answer, the Progenitor blinked out of existence and re-entered this reality at the same spot of entry and size, "With that done, I have no more reason to linger here but address the most important rule to follow regardless of any circumstances. The Foundation sought its best to let teams like this one to have free reign while protecting this universe from the shadows. The only rule all of you must obey at all times…"

Then, the voice of the Progenitor grew deeper, almost demonic like as if promising a fate worse than death of each other or the universes they're from, "Do Not Interfere All Forms of Conflicts Unless It Is of the Entity's Design! Failure to Obey This and You Shall Yourself Back to Your Universe… Your Home… As a Place Worse Than Hell! Do You Understands?"

No words were exchanged as the Progenitor could see the message getting across (for now), the Progenitor presence is at its end in this universe as he slowly fades from their sight.

Before he completely disappears from the Team, he says, "Since I make some modifying onto the Demo to hold a lot more space than it seems to be, I would suggest you start familiarizing yourself with the ship and training to make your teamwork as effective as possible. Because from this day forth, You are the Titans, defenders of DC Earth-16 of the 52 Multiverse."