Avengers in the Multiverse
Wanda: Well, that's one way of dealing with annoying plot bunnies.
Dana: (pushes the last few black colored bunnies through the computer screen). I told you it would work.
Wanda: Thanks. I do not own anything you recognize in this chapter. (...wish I owned Loki and Pietro...)
Chapter 1: Distortion World Future
It only held on the image of Jane on the mountain for a few minutes – apparently the remote wasn't quite done freaking out yet. Kalaa was cursing as she struggled with it. The image on screen shuddered again.
For a moment, a car was blazing through the desert. It was a war rig of some sort – loaded down with older weapons and covered in rust and dents.
Inside, five women were crowded in the backseat: Jane, Darcy, Pepper, a fifteen year old version of Cassie, and Betty. Jane was visibly pregnant, Pepper less so. They were all dressed in revealing white gowns; none of them looked comfortable in them.
Natasha was at the wheel. Her hair was cut very short, to the point of almost being bald. She was missing part of her left arm – an intricate metal prosthetic was in its place. Her eyes were cold and fixed on the road ahead.
Sitting next to her was Clint, looking almost feral, a metal cage strapped to his face that he was furiously trying to dislodge.
"What the fuck?" Peter sputtered. "What's that?"
"That's the world of Max Rockatansky. Mad Max, they call him." Tyene noted. "Once, he was a cop. Now, he's a drifter in a post apocalyptic world. Humanity, alien life...it all destroyed itself through nuclear warfare and the struggle over the Gauntlet. Only the ruins of the world remain. There, the future belongs to the mad."
"Daddy, I'm on TV!" Cassie said eagerly. Scott forced a smile and hugged her closer. His face had drained of all colour when he saw what her counterpart was wearing.
"Why am I wearing that?" Betty asked nervously.
"Of all the legs you had to shoot, that one was attached to his favourite." Natasha said dryly. Darcy was binding Jane's bloody leg as she said this. "His main bride."
Clint said nothing in response. He looked around, trying to see if he missed any concealed weapons the driver could use against him.
The image shuddered again.
"I got it!" Kalaa said gleefully. "The remote is fixed, everyone! Now, let's go...to the future!"
Time dialation...twenty to thirty years...done. Two universes...connected. Commentary pause system online. Flood and Cybermen repellant active.
God's Eye..functional. Beginning observations.
"Flood...?" Steve asked in confusion while Tony's eyes widened in alarm. "Are there water mains here?"
"You haven't played Halo yet, have you Steve?" Tony asked dryly.
"Halo?" Peter Quill parroted, looking just as confused as Steve.
"They're an alien race that devours every sentient life it comes across." Tony explained. "They actually destroyed the universe the first time around because the precursors had to wipe out literally everyone and everything and start over to get rid of them. And even then, they missed some."
"I've never heard of such creatures..." Fandral said, unnerved.
The screen was black for a moment before it took to an overhead view of a huge city. It looked like it had experienced a bombing before or a similar disaster; the whole world seemed to have a distopic feel. The streets of the city were largely deserted, except for a young girl.
She looked young – probably sixteen or seventeen. She was wearing leather armor, red, silver and gold. Long blonde hair fell down past her shoulders, framing her heart shaped face and blue eyes. She was pale skinned and was holding a large hammer. A very familiar one.
"Is...that...?" Frigga asked curiously, turning towards her elder son with a quizzical expression. "Is that what I think it is?"
Jane, who had been looking closely at the girl's face, suddenly let out an 'eep!' and flushed bright red. Thor just looked confused.
"PIKA!"
The girl grinned when a huge yellow rat with red cheeks ran up towards her, a golden gem swinging from a metal chain around its neck. She opened her arms and let the creature climb her like a tree until it was sitting on her shoulders.
"The hell is that!?" Rocket demanded, rubbing his eyes and staring, which Scott found mildly hypocritical coming from a talking raccoon.
"A Pikachu?" Bruce said faintly. "What's it doing here?"
"A what?"
"A Pokemon." Kalaa answered, fierce adoration in her voice. "The electric mouse. Base stat total 320, special attacker. That necklace must be a Light Ball to double its offensive power. I wonder if this one can use Volt Tackle."
"...What?" Steve echoed.
"I'll just explain whenever one pops up." Kalaa sighed. "Pokemon are incredible creatures with many different powers. None of them are native to your world...at least not naturally."
"There you are, you little monster," The girl said fondly, scratching the Pikachu under the chin. The creature purred in response. "They're coming, aren't they?"
Pikachu nodded. "Is everyone ready?" To the amazement of the others, Pikachu nodded again. "How bad is it?"
"Pika."
"...it can understand her?!" Natasha asked, stunned.
"Animals don't think the way we do, but that doesn't make them stupid." Tyene said flatly. "Pokemon have a high intelligence, and all of them are capable of understanding humans and each other. Psychic types can even communicate directly with their trainers."
Bruce seemed rather curious at this.
The girl grimaced for a moment before raising one hand and letting out a loud, New York Cab style whistle. "Then we'd better hurry." Thunder roared overhead.
A horrific screech rang through the air; descending from the sky was an enormous bird – no, bird wasn't the right word. It was a condor, electricity surrounding it and engulfing its body with a veil of blazing light. It's beak was as long as Betty's arm and its wings seemed to block out the clouds.
Its appearance was followed by a roar. A moment later, a dog like creature the size of a bus hurtled down the street and screeched to a halt next to the girl. It had a very sleek appearance, jagged fur like lightning bolts criss crossing its perfect yellow fur. There was a black helmet like patch of fur over its noble face.
"Motherfuck!" Peter sputtered. Virtually all of the Asgardians gave him appalled looks at this. Kalaa eagerly descended into fangirl mode.
"Zapdos! Raikou! The legendary bird and beast of lightning. They're both special attackers like Pikachu...but more like Pikachu on steroids! Zapdos also uses flying type moves, and nearly ended the world when fighting Articuno and Moltres."
"Legendary? You mean they're rare?" Betty asked.
"More like they're the Pokemon Gods." Kalaa corrected her, causing all eyes to widen.
The girl swung onto Raikou's back and clicked her heels against its sides. Raikou snorted and hurtled forwards, leaving white streaks behind.
The image shifted, travelling ahead of the girl to a more populated area of the city which was embroiled in conflict. One of the skyscrapers became the new focus; the camera went inside to see a number of people watching the chaos.
"I can't believe they've gotten this far..."
"My men can hold them."
"Famous last words," Peter scoffed.
The chandelier on the ceiling began swaying as though moved by an invisible breeze. One of the men looked over his shoulder, frowning. "Is that thing secure?"
The shadows in the hallway leading into the room shifted. A figure became partially visible.
"No."
"What? No...no, shoot her shoot her shoot her!" The men were yelling, the room suddenly went pitch black – obviously the intruder had cut the power lines. Gunfire continued for a minute before the leader yelled for them to stop.
A moment of crushing silence. "Did we get her?" One demanded.
"I doubt it." Fury was being reminded of that cult movie Equilibrium. If this situation was similar, it wasn't going to end well for these people.
The question was followed by a horrifying shrieking noise. Everyone froze. Bright blue flames suddenly cut through the darkness...from the Chandelier. Except it wasn't a light source – it had turned black and purple, energy thrumming around it, blue flames glowing where lightbulbs would have been. But the worst part was that the ornament now had eyes – huge, unblinking golden eyes.
"Chandelure," A young girl's voice said. "Use Night Shade."
The creature shrieked again, and the room was filled with a ghastly, choking aura. Men – hardened murderers and armed soldiers – fell to the ground in agony, screaming and ripping at their hair.
"Chanelure is a ghost and fire typed Pokemon." Kalaa said in hushed awe.
"That's a ghost?" Tony said in a small voice.
"Yes." Kalaa replied solemnly. "Common lore says that they steal the souls of the recently deceased and burn them within their flames."
Over the cries for mercy, the girl spoke again. "Chandelure, Houndoom – use Inferno."
A massive black furred wolf leapt into the middle of the room. It had curled white horns, a white skull bone in the middle of its chest, and its tail came to a sharp point. The wolf opened its jaws slightly; a huge ball of fire rolled up in its mouth (which was full of bone white fangs). Chandelure's aura grew brighter in tandem.
The wolf roared, and suddenly the room was a blazing firestorm. The sounds of scream and flesh roasting were lost below the cackling flames, which blasted through the windows and consumed the entire top of the building.
"Thor?" Jane asked, sounding confused and worried. "What's wrong?"
Thor and his Asgardian companions were staring at the screen, particularly the Houndoom, with expressions of absolute horror.
Seeing as these were the same people who made war a game, Steve wondered in alarm what it was about these creatures that frightened them.
"Puppy!" Cassie said gleefully. "I want one!"
When the fires died down, the girl walked into the room. Somehow, she had survived the firey explosion without so much as an abrasion. She was dressed entirely in black, knives and a gun with a silencer were visible on her tool belt. She had long red hair and severe brown eyes devoid of warmth.
The horror, the wolf, barked as if to say, 'proud of me?' The girl smiled slightly and scratched it behind the horns. The creature rubbed against her legs as if he were an ordinary house pet.
The girl raised her hand to her ear. "This is Melissa. They're dead. The command centre's been torched."
"Great! Then get down here, we need help!" Another young girl barked over the communication system. Crashing and explosion muffled her voice.
"I'll be right there. First I'm going to send Elizabeth the go ahead." Melissa said.
Betty blinked in surprise. "Elizabeth...?"
"How can she pet that monster without loosing her hand?" Sif wanted to know.
"Houndoom can love their masters just as much as any other Pokemon." Kalaa said. "Even frightening people and Pokemon aren't necessarily monsters, you know."
"Roger that."
"AAARRRGGGGHHHH!"
This roar was low and guttural. The visuals whipped away from the building to the streets at the far end of the city. A huge barricade, of tanks and steel and barbed wire, covered the area.
A red behemoth blasted through two walls of cold steel. It was a humanoid covered in a torn but still fitting trench coat and pants. It was visibly female, but any male gaze was thoroughly deterred by her current destructive charge. A long mane of tangled brown hair fell down to her shoulders. A pendant was chained to her chest – a small silver locket.
Betty gasped. "That's mine! It was my mother's first, I'd know it anywhere." Her face flushed. "I wouldn't give that to anyone...except..." A mixture of confusion and happiness filled her eyes. "Then she's...!
Bruce had turned white, looking between the screen and Betty. He seemed to have caught on to what she meant. "But...but how? That's not possible...! It's not physically possible!"
"And yet here she is." Tyene remarked, giving the man a sympathetic look. "Perhaps 'Impossible' is a word you should learn to forget, Bruce Banner."
Bruce slumped back in his chair, blinking rapidly. Tony looked at him, wondering if this was borne of shock or a wary hope.
The monster girl – known as Red to her friends – grabbed one of the tanks by the barrel and flung it up in the air with one hand...where it was promptly obliterated by a blast of blue and purple energy projectile. A massive shadow was cast over the foot soldiers – some of whom screamed in terror and threw themselves to the ground.
It was a dragon. It was huge, almost twice as big as its red skinned companion. Its scales were black and blue, heavy black wings surging as it fired another blast of destructive light into the streets. Five tanks were immediately destroyed. The dragon stretched out its arms, revealing it had three heads! The other two mouths opened and spat fire in opposing directions.
"WHAT THE FUCK!" Rocket yelled.
"Its King Ghidorah!" Peter cried, surging forward in his seat. "Everyone hit the deck!"
"Finally, someone gets the references!" Tony said cheerfully to hide his shock and alarm.
"Hydregon!" Kalaa squeed. "The pseudo legendary dragon of the Unova Region! Eeeee!"
"It has three heads!" Rocket sputtered, waving a small hand at the monstrous dragon on screen. "THREE HEADS!"
"The scientist inside me is starting to have an aneurysm." Darcy said casually, though there was a spark in her eyes of a budding fangirl. "So she tamed this creature?"
"She caught and raised it from childhood." Tyene explained. "That's how Pokemon develop."
"...I like her." Darcy decided, grinning like a kid in a candy store.
Hydregon roared in challenge and hurtled onwards with Red on its metaphorical heels.
They weren't alone. A huge red and yellow bird swooped through the air, spitting fire. Perched on its back was a young man, visibly older than the first two girls, armed with a familiar bow and arrow. He fired one down into the crowd, which promptly scattered right before it exploded.
He wasn't alone either; he was accompanied by another girl who looked very similar to him – they must be siblings. She was also armed with a bow and arrow, but her mount was significantly different. This bird was more eagle like; it had claws the size of a small child and was black and white with spatters of red.
Tyene glanced over her shoulder and noticed that Clint was waking up. With the snap of her finger she brought him down to the Avengers pavilion.
"Nat? Where are we?" Clint asked blearily as he sat up. "Did the complex collapse? I thought..."
Natasha grimaced and glanced at the Constructs. "Are you going to fill him in?" She, of course, had recognized the two archers for who they were – Cooper and Lila Barton, Clint's two kids.
The last time she saw them, they were six and four respectively.
Thunder rolled, and Cooper grinned before barking into his headset, "Watch where you throw those lightning bolts, Queen Aska!"
A moment later, Zapdos peeled through the air, lightning following right behind it. Jets that had come to confront the ariel attack force were promptly obliterated.
The golden haired girl, Aska, touched her ear and said, "I've told you not to call me that, Cooper." She said this while Pikachu and Raikou were sending electricity through every possible conduit at the ground, throwing both communications and vehicles into disarray.
"Where's Talisa? Fenrir?" Lila asked, before causally firing an arrow to her right without looking. Another yet exploded.
"Fenrir will be here with Kyurem any moment now." Aska said. "As for Talisa...she's almost ready."
"Any moment now would be nice!" Cooper remarked. "I swear there's an endless number of these assholes; we can't afford a stalemate now."
"Cooper? Lila?" Clint had gone so pale you could have mistook him for a ghost type. "What the hell are you doing? Get out of there!"
Scott and Hank Pym both nodded in fervent agreement. While Frigga's expression didn't change, it was evident in her eyes that she agreed with the sentiment.
"So these..." Hope said slowly, staring at the screen in wonder. "...These are all our children, aren't they?"
"Yup! This is the future!" Kalaa said brightly.
"Coming through!" A silver blur tore through the streets. The view followed it until it came to a temporary stop. This revealed a quite tall girl with beautiful silver hair. She was dressed mostly in silver though she wore a denim jacket. She had a pair of goggles to protect her eyes. Her shoes seemed to be made of metal, seeing as they hadn't been obliterated by the speed of her movement.
She was joined by another dragon in a split second. This one looked significantly different from Hydregon – it almost looked like a glass figure, delicate and beautiful. It was red and white, and had very friendly looking blue eyes...or they would have been friendly looking if they weren't full of righteous fury. She – the dragon was clearly feminine – left shock waves in her wake.
"Latias!" Kalaa gasped. "Psychic dragon type, one of the guardians of Altomare...! She wouldn't appear to just anyone!"
Pietro had choked on the drink Tyene had gotten for him when the girl appeared on screen. Wanda was looking between them, seemingly torn between shock and amusement at her brother's flustered reactions.
"Keep up, slowpoke!" The girl yelled over her shoulder.
A moment later, another dragon showed up next to them. The poor thing seemed out of breath and gave both the girl and Latias a very annoyed look. The boy on the magnificent grey and white creature's back looked equally tired, though he was more bemused than his partner.
He was handsome in a dark, understated way – messy black hair, piercing green eyes and an easy smile. He wore primarily black leather, and he was carrying knives of various lengths on his person.
Frigga gasped softly. "Loki...?" She wondered aloud.
"Not all of us can break the sound barrier in seconds, Catelyn!" He shouted, before drawing a knife and throwing it. Catelyn jumped slightly when it hurtled past her to hit someone behind him.
"I could have handled that!" She protested.
"Forgive me, worrying is the habit of snails like me." The boy, Fenrir, responded. "I can't see the world the way you do."
Catelyn recovered her equilibrium and smiled at him. "You can be so silly for the god of mischief and manipulation," She said. "You know I can show you."
Fenrir slid of Kyurem's back and stepped over to her. "Perhaps you're right," He said with a slight smile. "After all, I may not get another chance."
"They just keep coming." Catelyn noted as they were confronted by rows and rows of more opponents. "Does the Kree have spawning holes that spit these out every three seconds? I swear for every one we kill to more sprout up!"
"You're thinking of the Orks. And they're just excited." Fenrir said, his smile darkening. "Kyurem... Glaciate."
Kyurem let out a keening cry before unleashing a storm of ice shards. The street was flash frozen in an instant.
"Holy shit." Scott said faintly.
Frigga, meanwhile, was feeling a faint hope. For him to be so comfortable with the cold that an ice dragon willingly follows him...is this a good omen? A sign? Is this truly someone else's future...or our own? Those girls...they mentioned time as well as space. Is that why they chose to show us this in particular?
...This would be a miracle... for him...She glanced to the balcony, where her younger son was still unconscious.
"Hey! Watch for friendlies!" An outraged voice sounded from a nearby alley. A moment later, a pair of blonde siblings, a boy and a girl, looked about warily before stepping out into the streets.
"Karen! James. I didn't realize you were there." Fenrir said casually, as if discussing the weather. Clearly he'd learned grace under pressure.
"I wish Reyna and Freya were here." James muttered. He was wearing a familiar blue costume and held a shield with an inverted US flag on it. "They're the only one who can manage him."
Meanwhile Karen rolled her eyes affectionately. She was dressed in just plain white, but her shield was not new. "Freya went to help our new friends. Reyna went with her, and we needed Jade to disable the defences."
Two enormous dogs were with them, one a sharp gold, the other red, though they both shared the same species. Both had black stripes and white fur at their heads, as well as enormous bushy tails.
Steve looked between the two children, flushed when the implications sank in and started stuttering. "Those yours, Captain?" Tony asked teasingly, causing the other man to flush further.
"Arcanine..." Kalaa noted. "Makes sense thematically for Rogers children to have them. Loyal to a fault and incredibly brave."
A crackle filled the air, this one different from the others. Fenrir looked up and smiled.
"It looks like we can go home early." He said.
Karen followed his gaze and nodded.
"Talisa's here."
The camera pulled back, far back out of the city until stopping at a spire. It was enormous, its very tip scratching the low hanging clouds.
Standing on a balcony near the top was a young woman, probably a year or two older than Fenrir. She shared most of his appearance, though her hair was partially braided and better groomed. She was wearing a red overcoat over black battle armor and golden gauntlets. She had a very regal air to her silence and stoic features.
Next to her stood a humanoid creature with yellow and brown colouring. It was holding two spoons and had surrounded his companion with a soft blue aura.
"...Can you see it all now? All the possibilities?" A voice, not spoken aloud but ringing through the silence, asked.
Talisa Liesmith blinked twice and stared out across the world, which was suddenly bathed in red and black abstract images, dots and connections that no one could hope to untangle in their entirety.
"...I see them."
Talisa raised both her hands to the air and snapped her fingers.
The whole world exploded in red light.
Like a series of bombs and mines detonating each other in succession, the blast swallowed the entire world. In the city, all the children's enemies were obliterated where they stood, not even given a chance to defend themselves.
They were all exterminated in a moment.
Wanda's lips parted in shock. She knew that power...that was just likes hers!
"Chaos magic." Odin growled, earning himself a withering glare from both Constructs.
"That was incredible." Pepper whispered.
"..." For a while, all the groups sat in stunned silence. How could one person be so powerful? Much less someone so young?
"...Anyone want lunch?" Tyene offered.
End Chapter
So? What do you think? I'm a huge Pokemon fan, personally - I love almost all Pokemon in existence. It's one of my top five fandoms. Next time, we see what a few of the other kids are doing! (you might have noticed I skipped mr Playboy Philanthorpist...and Cassie) I had to look up what Clint's kids names were since they weren't mentioned in the move...which makes me realize I forgot Laura. Damn. I'll bamf her in next chapter.
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