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Adrian was surprised when he landed, popping out of what he figured was a portal. He didn't know what just happened, but planned on finding out.
"Oh good, you're finally here." Adrian jumped, dropping Bilbo, when a pleasant voice came from in front of him. Adrian looked up to see an older, very smartly dressed… him?! Just as he was about to yell he calmed himself.
Calming down, Adrian shot off, "What am I doing here? Who are you? Why do you look like me? Wh-"
"Whoa! Slow down! One question at a time, okay?" the other him interrupted.
"Okay, so who are you and why do you look like me?" Adrian asked himself.
"I'd think that's obvious, but to answer both of those questions, I'm you essentially, but I go by a different name and have certain characteristics you don't." the other him said.
"Well, what's your name? I keep referring to you as the 'other me'."
"Ah! Well, my name is Henry York Maccabee. Wait, no, that's not quite right... How to put it. Hmm… Well, I guess I'm the part of your soul that was attached to Henry York Maccabee of Hylfing, but no longer is." The now named Henry said.
"Wait, soul? What do you mean soul?!" Adrian questioned after a moment
"Well, let me begin with your existence coming into the universes, galaxies, dimensions, or whatever you wish to call them. Before you were born, the Primal Gods decided that your soul would be split into billions of pieces, each differing in size, and spread throughout the cosmos.
It was decided that at the age of 18 all your soul bits and pieces would be brought here along with you, so you might become more whole and learn to cope with all the things you will learn, become, or be able to do. I understand this may be confusing, and I will try to answer what questions I can before we become one, but as I don't have a full understanding of it either, I might be unable to answer some of your questions. Now ask whatever you wish to ask"
After considering this new information, Adrian asked, "Why is it you seem older than me if you're 18 like me?"
"Oh, I think you misunderstood. I didn't mean that your soul bits came here only when they reached 18. I meant that they'd all be summoned here when you turned 18."
"Why?"
"Well, since your soul piece is the largest; your characteristics, personality, and traits will be most dominant. Which leads to your soul piece being most important and that when yours turned 18, then we'd all be brought here. You're a little late though we all got here 10 hours ago. Actually, now that I think about it, it's probably only been about an hour in your...uh…. let's just go with world for now."
"Why so many pieces?" Adrian asked, curious.
"That, I have no idea, but I have something to tell you…."
Noticing Henry's apprehension Adrian got suspicious and quietly said, "Tell me what?"
"Well, there's a thing with your soul pieces, you'll be absorbing each and every one. That's why you're here and didn't just get all of them shoved into you on your travel to the alternate…. world. You see, when you absorb them, they'll affect you in hundreds of ways. Heck, you may even find yourself knowing some of them, considering any book or created thing in your world has its own… Well, let's call it universe, but back to the topic. You have to absorb a few bits and pieces at a time and adjust to any new features… or abilities. Plus-"
He startled when he heard Bilbo meow and felt him rub against his leg, "Wait, your cat was brought with you!"
Surprised, Adrian quickly spoke, "What's wrong with that?"
"I don't really know, but my theory is that your cat may be in the same situation as you. I think it will have soul pieces in the companions of the things your soul pieces were a part of," He stopped for a moment when something started to form next to him, a small creature that looked like a rhino with wings. Adrian's attention was drawn back to Henry when he gave a slight gasp of recognition. He asked, "What? What is it?"
Henry, now having gotten over his stunned silence, quickly explained, "It's proving my theory correct. Let me explain, this is a raggant, or at least the soul piece to your pet that was attached to the raggant where I was located. It was a companion of sorts and was responsible for finding me in the world I'm from. I guess it will be absorbed by your pet like I will be by you."
"Okay. Well, what were you saying before Bilbo interrupted you?"
"What do you mean?"
Rolling his eyes, Adrian elaborated, "I meant when you were telling me how I would be adjusting to new features and abilities."
Understanding, Henry said, "Ah, yes. As I was saying, you will also probably have changes to your personality and memory somewhat. It shouldn't be too great of changes, but I thought you'd probably like to know. Also, I don't know what the absorption feels like, so for all I know it might not feel good."
"Is there anything else I should know at the moment?"
"Not that I can think of, but we should go to where the first few pieces are waiting for you."
Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement, and Logistics Division
facility; New York City, New York.
Steve Rogers woke up with a splitting headache. When he opened his eyes he found himself in a somewhat familiar infirmary setting. As he observed the room he listened to the nearby radio and realized there was something very familiar about the baseball game playing As he was sitting up he looked over at the radio. He was momentarily distracted when a nurse-like woman walked in. She calmly said, "Good morning," before looking down at her watch after closing the door, and saying, "Or should I say good afternoon."
Steve eyed her as she stood there with her hands folded in front of her before asking, "Where am I?"
With a moment's pause she answered, "You're in a recovery room in New York City."
Steve watched her for a moment more before looking at the radio as he heard something he recognised. As the realization hit him he glanced at the woman with mistrust before saying, "Where am I really?"
The woman gave a short, confused laugh, "I'm afraid I don't understand."
"The game, it's from May, 1941. I know 'cause I was there." Steve watched as a look of worry came onto the woman's face after he said that. He stood up, "Now, I'm going to ask you again. Where am I?"
As Steve walked closer, the woman pressed a button on a remote she was holding at her side before quickly saying, "Captain Rogers,"
Steve interrupted her, "Who are you?" Before getting an answer, the door opened and two men dressed heavily in black gear entered. Steve immediately went on the defense and threw the two men through the wall, creating a hole that he quickly jumped through and he looked around quickly, seeing it was just a set-up.
He ran in a direction and heard the woman calling behind him, "Captain Rogers! Wait!" before he burst through some doors into a hallway and heard, -I repeat. All agents Code 13- over the intercom. Running down the hall knocking over several men trying to stop him, he ended up racing out of the facility into the road outside where a taxi and a turquoise car were coming towards him. He ran the same direction and came to a stop into a square of sorts with all kinds of signs, billboards, and well, other things the man didn't even know what they were. He turned in a circle looking around in shock as crowds walked by, not even seeming to notice all the things on the buildings.
He turned to see several black vehicles coming towards him. Right when he saw some more men dressed in black gear he heard from behind him, "At ease soldier!" Turning around he saw a man wearing all black; a black shirt and pants, a black trenchcoat, and a black eye-patch over his left eye. The man in black stepped forward and spoke in a calm, somewhat gruff voice, "Look, I'm sorry about that little show back there, but," he paused, "we thought it best to break it to you slowly."
"Break what?" the Captain asked in a slight hoarse manner.
The man stared at him, but answered, "You've been asleep, Cap. For almost 70 years."
Realizing what that meant, Steve looked around despondently, when he heard the trenchcoat wearing man ask, "You gonna be okay?"
"Yeah. Yeah, I just… had a date."
Stark Tower; New York City, New York
Tony Stark woke up in his bed in confusion. He couldn't remember why he was in his bed, usually he slept in a cot in his workshop. Unless he had a girl in the place, but he knew that wasn't the case, as he was currently in a relationship with Pepper Potts. He finally tried to remember what happened, but all he could remember was working in his workshop and hearing his name. Nothing else. He figured Jarvis would tell him, so called out, "Jarvis, update me on what happened."
"Sir, three days ago you started to lose consciousness while at your workstation. If Miss Potts hadn't arrived at that moment and caught you, you probably would've been seriously injured by your equipment. You were brought up here and have had several doctors and such come to check on you. You've been unconscious for three days. If you wish I can scan your vitals."
"Well, might as well. Have at it." Tony waited while Jarvis scanned him and wondered what could've caused his sudden illness. He was brought out of his thoughts when he heard Jarvis say, "Sir, your vitals are in a healthy range." Jarvis had overlooked a little thing on Tony's body that was giving off medium levels of energy: words written minisculely on the back of his ear:
"Oh, aren't you full of it, and yes I know of the name Stark, but not in the way you think."
Stark took in the information with curiosity, wondering what had happened; not knowing of Jarvis' overlooking, he took it in stride.
"Would you like for me to notify Miss Potts? She requested to be told if there was any change in your condition."
"Might as well, but don't forget to mention my perfect health."
"I certainly agree," Jarvis spoke sarcastically, before continuing, "I'm notifying Miss Potts."
"You know, sometimes I wish I hadn't added the attitude." Tony mumbled to himself.
Unfortunately, Jarvis picked up on it and said, "You don't say? How intriguing."
Realizing he didn't have a shirt on, Tony went and grabbed one from one of the drawers. After slipping it on he turned around to find Pepper Potts glaring at him. The next thing he knew he was getting scolded for getting out of bed when he was so ill and that he shouldn't be doing anything to weaken himself. Groaning, Tony spoke to Jarvis, "Please tell me you told her I was perfectly fine."
"I told her you were perfectly fine." Jarvis quoted.
Tony growled and realized why he was feeling quite irked, he hadn't had coffee yet. He quickly said to Jarvis, "Tell her I'm fine while I go get a cup of coffee."
He walked out before Pepper could stop him, but not before he heard her yell again that he shouldn't be out of bed. "Yeah, yeah. Whatever."