Ok, so some people who didn't read this in the thirty odd minutes it had been up. Since a few were curious as to what people were complaining about, I've decided to put it up again for them to read. This is not canon anymore. Just for people interested.

Chapter 23: Aftermath – Cauldron (old version)

Doctor Mother scrolled through the list of all current living Parahumans, changing their ratings and level of importance. Their plans would need significant adjustments after this latest fiasco. So many parahumans died against Mercer. Only the fact that he wasn't interested in destroying the world stopped them from simply annihilating him. It would be difficult, but if they gained access to Blackwatch's databases, it would be doable. He wasn't invincible; just excruciatingly difficult to kill off. She was already coming up with possible contingencies for if he changed his mind. It would not do to give him more powers and even a world to himself without having a failsafe. Not with his biology.

Perhaps they could find an alternate world in close proximity to an asteroid of sufficient size. A few rocket boosters attached to a sufficiently large meteor, and they could destroy the entire planet. The heat of the impact should wipe out Blacklight. She filed the plan away for later tweaking, before getting back to her work.

A knocking at her door. Loud enough to get her attention, but not so loud as to be intrusive. Sighing at this interruption, she put aside her list. "Enter." She commanded. The door opened, revealing Number Man.

"Apologies, Doctor Mother. But we may have an 'incident' approaching." He said in his soft voice.

"What kind of incident? We have so many differing ideas on what classifies as an 'incident'."

"I am afraid that Legend has some grievances with you. Apparently, he is not happy with something we did in the past. At least, that's what Contessa informed me."

"I see. I suppose we shall have to deal with this at some point. You may go, Number Man. Find Contessa, and bring her here. After I finish my talk with Legend…" She stopped. The man himself was fast approaching behind Number Man. And he looked very angry.

Number Man quickly excused himself, while Doctor Mother prepared herself for what will likely be a pointless matter.

At least Legend was willing to wait for the door to close behind him before starting his tirade.

"You lied to me." He said, his voice tight with anger.

"I'm sorry? What makes you believe that?" She replied, honestly curious. Honestly, they kept him in the dark on so many things, it was hard to keep track of them all.

"You said that Cauldron had no idea where the Case 53s were coming from. You told me that William Manton went rogue, and was likely the source of these poor people." He breathed in deeply. "And then you outright confirm that you have been the one kidnapping people. Taking them from other worlds. And then… using them."

Ah. So this was about the Case 53s. A bother. But not unexpected. She noticed that some of her papers were askew, and went to fixing them.

"Despite how effective the Number Man's power is, it is not omniscient. He cannot give accurate calculations without having some source data to compare them to. Hence, why we need to test our serums first. Not to mention that there can be many varying side effects when our serums enter a person's body. Really now Legend, you can't expect to create powers without running into some side effects." Her papers now aligned, she turned her gaze back to him. "Our clients expect to receive parahuman powers without the trauma needed to activate them normally. They pay us a significant amount to gain these powers. Are you really suggesting that we reward them by mutating them into monsters?"

"So your bright idea was to abduct people and force these mutations on them? And then dump them on Earth Bet? How the hell do you even justify that kind of behaviour?"

"Easily. The serum used to grant Alexandria her powers had a 99 percent failure rate before she became its first successful applicant. Imagine how much better the world could be if we could mass-produce that kind of power."

"And Siberian? I'm guessing that his power was also one of your serums."

"We believe it was. As is yours, remember? And Eidolon's. Without proper testing the chances of either of you ending up mutated was at least 78.4 percent. We found that too great to risk."

"You're starting to sound exactly like the men that created Blacklight." Legend retorted angrily.

"I know. Despite their ignorance of what they were working with, their goals were quite noble. Enhancing the human race to the pinnacle of evolution. Thank you for the compliment."

"It wasn't a…" She was growing tired of this argument. She interrupted him.

"Legend; in case you have forgotten, we are fighting a war against a callous entity that seeks nothing more than the complete and absolute destruction of the human race. Across all worlds and realities. Sentimentality is a hindrance to our very survival. We must be willing to do whatever is required to stop Scion. Even if some find it distasteful. Those Case 53s gave up their humanity to ensure that we could make more heroes to save the world."

"They should've had a choice in the matter."

"Oh? And you believe that people would willingly become monsters on the off-chance that they gain super powers?"

"I would."

"Yes. But you are rather unique, Legend. Most people aren't as selfless as you are." The door opened again, Contessa stepping in. Her office was starting to get a bit cramped now. "Now unless there are other matters, Legend, I'll have to ask you to leave. A new possibility to destroy Scion has come up." She opened her computer, looking at her list again.

But Legend didn't budged. He just kept glowering at her. "No more." He said. "After this meeting you are to never again experiment on people."

"Or what? Will you expose us to the world?" Legend stopped, glancing back at Contessa. Her Thinker Power made her a stiletto in battle. Moving quickly and dangerously, killing enemies before they could harm her. In an enclosed space such as this, the odds were in her favour.

"Yes. I would." He finally replied.

"…Well, then you will be pleased to know that if this is successful, Scion will no longer be a problem. Of course, there is a trade-off. You're going to have a hard time replenishing numbers without test subjects."

"Then get willing subjects. People who agreed to be tested. Or we're done." And with that, he turned to leave. Contessa and the Number Man filed into the room.

"Will he be a problem?" Number Man asked.

"Hopefully not. He is still very useful, especially after Alexandria's fall. Keep an eye on him, and see if we can come up with an alternative to him." He nodded. "After our meeting, of course."

"Of course."

"What is the purpose of this meeting?" Contessa asked politely. Doctor Mother tapped at her computer, the wall behind her projecting images.

"I know that we have found several worlds with empowered individuals on them, and have made deals with one or two of them." She started. "But after seeing the sheer power and adaptability of Mercer, I had a thought. And so I had Doormaker and The Clairvoyant search other worlds." The wall showed multiple Earths. All appeared much the same, save for a few differences in scarring and structures. "I have found several worlds with significantly more powerful individuals on them. Individuals I believe may be willing to help us destroy Scion. And could very well succeed." She looked back at Contessa, turning her computer to show the figures in question. "Can you convince them to aid us, and will they succeed?"

Contessa looked at the screen, a smile on her face. "Why yes. To both questions."

"Then let us begin."


(The Watchtower)

"…He threatens every variant of Earth that ever exists, planning a level of genocide never tried before." Contessa was saying. "While he is docile for now, that is only because he is grieving for his mate. As soon as he finishes, he will launch a sadistic assault on every world out there. And he will not stop until we are all broken and dead." She kept her gaze on the leader of the group. "That is why we are gathering a team. We will not sit by and let this happen. Not while we can still fight back. Will you help us destroy him?"

There was a moment of silence. Then the leader stood up from his seat. He was built like a bodybuilder, wearing blue armoured spandex. On his chest was a red shield, surrounding an S.

Superman nodded. "As long as I still live, I will not allow this monster to succeed. The Justice League will help any way we can."

Contessa smiled. "Thank you. This will be the beginning of his end."


(Chaldea)

"…You cannot find the singularity threatening your future, because it is not on this world. It is an entity by the name of Scion, who threatens all versions of Earth. It will be difficult, and could result in significant loss of life. But we need as many of your most powerful Heroic Spirits to destroy him. Including some who are… hiding great power." Contessa gave a firm look at the peach-haired man standing near them, dressed in medical robes.

The woman before her gave him a look too, before brushing her silver hair out of her face. "I see. Thank you for the information, Contessa." Olga Mari Animusphere replied. "Rest assured, you will have our support. Stopping the extinction of humanity is our sole goal here at Chaldea."

"And… And I will offer my aid too." Dr Roman added, flustered. Olga stared at him again, but he silenced her with a glance. "I don't know how you knew, but I will offer my power as well."

"I know. That was what I was hoping for."


(Gaia)

"…And so he is an even greater threat then even Chakravartin. And we need your help to destroy him. You've already killed a god; surely you can kill another."

The man before her growled with anger. His muscled skin glowed red, his metallic arms glowing with golden light. White light bloomed from his eyes. He slammed his fists together, and bent back to look at the sky.

"RRRRAAAAARRRRRRGGGGGHHHHH!" Asura roared.

"…Thank you. That was an… adequate response."


(Capsule Corp)

"Wow. You're saying there's a really powerful guy out there looking for a fight?" Goku asked in excitement. "In that case, I'm in."

"Young human, are you saying this 'Scion' wants to kill off all humanity? Does that mean no more Figgie pudding?" A purple cat man asked in shock.

"Yes, Lord Beerus. I do believe that's what she implied." His attendant, Whis replied.

"This won't do at all. I will not allow all this good food to be destroyed. Very well then. I will kill this Scion for you as well."

"And I suppose I should join in, if only to make sure he doesn't kill anyone else by mistake." Whis added.


(Bellwood)

"Another dimension jumping genocidal monster? And I thought Diagon was bad." Ben Tennyson said. "Sure, I'll help. Alien X will cream this guy like he's nothing."


(Kamina City)

"Never fear. Team Dai Gurren is at your disposal. We've stopped the Anti-Spiral, and this Scion should be no different." Simon the Digger cried out bombastically.


(Z-City)

Contessa took a deep breath. "There is an incredibly powerful monster by the name of Scion. He's basically a god. If anyone out there can give you the fight you want, it's him."

The man sitting before her scratched the side of his head before picking his nose. "Yeah, sure. Sounds like fun." Saitama replied. "So where are we meeting up again?


Scion was flying across the world, working on autopilot. While his mind grieved for his mate, his body was busy helping others. Stopping murderers, saving crash victims, getting people out of burning buildings. Nothing was too small for him. But deep down, he knew this was only temporary. A void within him craved something else, and he already knew what it was.

But for now, he will mourn. Then later, when he was done, he would finish what they started. Perhaps a child could still be formed.

His precog sense warned him of an attack. He already projected a barrier, not even looking. He was shocked and surprised when his barrier shattered, and a fist slammed into the side of his face. He could feel his face warping out of shape from the blow, before the force behind it launched him into outer space. He smashed through a planet, before coming to a halt by his own power. He was somewhere else. Somewhere far away from Earth. That power had been… impressive. But he was prepared for it now.

"Scion!" A voice called out. He turned to see a man in blue flying towards him. He was not attacking; not yet. "We know of your plans for the human race. This will be your only chance to surrender."

Scion responded by blasting him. His power made him unbeatable. If it existed, he could destroy it. Which was why he was shocked to find the man still before him, unharmed.

"Well, I gave you a chance. Team, attack!" He called out, before flying forward and punching Scion. He was shocked; the sheer power behind it was impossible. This man… he had no limits. He was impossibly strong. How could this be?

"Motion carried." A voice behind him called out. He turned to see a… He goggled. A Celestialsapian? Here? A ring of power smashed into him, tearing away at his body. He regenerated, but immediately flew away. While he was powerful, Celestialsapiens were even worse.

He barely backed away before he heard the ringing of a bell. He turned to see a man in impractical skeletal armour appear, and then vanish. Another bell rang, and then he felt unbearable pain in his side. He tried to alter his wavelength, make himself immune to such damage again. But to his shock, it didn't work. It was like…

Like one world's Mystic Eyes of Death Perception.

A dozen blades reached out for him. He moved to destroy them, but the angry man from before – now bearing six arms – smashed into him, shattering his power and driving his fists into his stomach. The swords skewered him, coming out his front. Scion smacked the man away before firing a massive blast around him. But it was blocked.

He felt like screaming. They were killing him. Bit by bit, they were killing him.

"Kaioken!" Someone shouted. He barely had time to wonder what that was before he was blasted again. And then a purple cat man appeared before him, smirking as he fired a small ball of energy from his finger.

Scion ached all over as he was blasted away. Before he smacked into someone else.

"You have been a bad boy, haven't you?" An effeminate man said, before flicking him away. The pain was greater than when he was blasted. Filling with anger, he used his power to grow in size. He will crush them. He will crush them all!

"Hey." Someone said lazily. He glanced down to see a bald human wearing a yellow suit and a white cape. "You Scion?"

Scion replied by crushing him between his hands. But then his hands exploded painfully. The human was just floating there, fists extended outwards. "I'll take that as a yes. Cool. Serious Series: Single Normal Punch." The man punched at Scion's chest; a blow he would've ignored easily before. But then pain wracked him, and his chest exploded. His upper torso and his legs floated away as his blood spilled everywhere. He had to pull out more mass to regenerate. He was wearing down.

"Prepare for the power of Spiral Energy!" Yet another voice shouted. He turned in time to see a giant red machine flying towards him, one hand replaced by a drill. And then it slammed into him, tearing at him. "Just who the hell do you think we are? Your playthings?" He was sent flying again. And then that man without limits started pummelling him, knocking him about. And then the Celestialsapian grew in size, and flicked him away. And then the six armed man grew too, slamming into him and screaming with rage.

It was too much. There were just too many. They were fighting through his power, tearing away at his defences. This should've been impossible. He was unbeatable!

"He's weakened! Finish him off!" The limitless man shouted. Everyone started preparing for a final blast.

"You're going down!" The mecha shouted, growing an even bigger drill. The six-armed man grew more arms, fusing them together into one giant arm. The Celestialsapian prepared to erase him from reality.

"Infinite Mass Punch!" The Limitless man called out, body glowing.

"Serious Series: Consecutive Normal Punches." Baldy's fists slammed into him over and over, turning into a blur that enveloped him completely.

"Awaken Ea! Enuma Elish!" A golden man shouted carrying a drill-shaped sword.

"Anchor of the Storm! Rhongomyniad!" A woman in silver armour called out, carrying a glowing lance similar in shape to the sword.

"Be reduced to cinders, Vasavi Shakti!" A pale man wielding a giant spear called out, power radiating from his weapon.

"Kaioken times 10! Kamehameha!" A man with blue hair called out.

All the attacks collided around him… and his body was utterly consumed by pain. He could feel himself being torn apart, warping and twisting under the sheer destructive power used against him.

He couldn't stop this. His powers had run dry. He had nothing left to save himself.

He could only wail as his body was utterly consumed, leaving no trace of him.

Scion – originally called Zion – was no more.


In a control room watching all of this, Contessa smiled. "Scion is confirmed to be dead. The crisis has been averted."

"A crisis has been averted." Doctor Mother replied. "But there will always be more. We must remain vigilant for them at all times."

"The war for our survival has only just begun."


Scion is dead. Long live the Scion.

But yeah, he's finally gone. I gathered pretty much every overpowered character I could think of from all media to kill this Villain-Sue once and for all. I'm not insulting Wildbow or anything, but as soon as Scion became the villain I just lost interest in Worm. I mean, he's supposed to be immune to nearly all powers, has a blast that can destroy anything, and he's near invincible. It took making him lose the will to live to kill him off, and he still wiped out probably 50 to 70 percent of all named characters.

Now we can go on to some much more manageable bad guys. People that, while tough, can actually be fought and beaten.

And don't worry, people who dislike mega-crossovers. These guys were a one-shot only. Can you imagine how long people would let Alex live for if they had Superman or Saitama on their side? Can you imagine how terrifying and broken it would be if Alex consumed them?!

Scary.

And now I'm taking a little break, because doing so much writing at once has left me feeling tired. See you guys hopefully by Feb, where we move past our Timeskip.