Avengers X Kingdom Hearts - Endgame
Disclaimer: I do not own these characters or properties. Marvel Studios is owned by Disney Entertainment and Marvel Comics. Kingdom Hearts and their characters are jointly owned by Disney Interactive and Square Enix. The Sonic the Hedgehog franchise and their characters are owned by SEGA. This work is pure fan fiction and how both worlds of Kingdom Hearts and the MCU would mix together. There may also be cameos from other franchises that pop up. Please Enjoy.)
(I was weighing up whether to go with 5 months or 2 years to continue the story - as 5 years is way too long. However, 18 months sounds like a good time frame - as it can still show fresh scars of the snap's impact at the end of 2019. Life across the universe would still be experiencing difficulties, especially financial implications plaguing worlds like Earth).
Chapter 6: Miraculous Returns
***18 MONTHS LATER***
It has been 18 Months since the aftermath of Thanos' snap - with the date being on Earth - 10th November 2019. The universe struggles to find its footing. Scarred by loss, its very fabric woven with grief and despair as trillions of lives stayed extinguished, taken in instant by one snap of the Mad Titan's fingers. Though the survivors attempted to carry on, the weight of the tragedy was etched upon their hearts, and the wounds of the universe ran deep.
The impact of the snap reverberated throughout the many worlds, leaving a trail of devastation in its wake. Economies crumbled under the weight of the sudden absence of workers, consumers, and entire civilizations. Markets collapsed, businesses shuttered, and unemployment skyrocketed. The once bustling centers of commerce and trade now stood as ghostly reminders of a time when prosperity reigned.
On Earth, the impact was particularly harsh. The planet was plunged into a severe recession, with its governments and financial institutions struggling to cope with the sudden economic downturn. The loss of countless lives had a cascading effect on every aspect of society. Families were torn apart, communities shattered, and the once vibrant cities now teetered on the brink of collapse.
But it wasn't just the economic fallout that haunted the universe. The darkness left behind by Thanos' actions seemed to give rise to a resurgence of malevolence. The Heartless, embodiments of pure darkness and negativity, began to reemerge, infesting worlds once thought to be safe. Their presence cast a shadow over the survivors, a constant reminder of the tenuousness of their existence and the ever-present threat that darkness could swallow them whole.
Despite the chaos and desolation, the survivors remained resilient. They clung to hope, refusing to let despair consume them entirely. They banded together, forming communities of support, compassion, and unity. They rebuilt what they could, not just the physical structures, but the bonds that held them together.
Heroes emerged from the ashes, individuals who refused to succumb to the darkness. They fought tirelessly to protect their worlds, to bring back a sense of balance and harmony. They became beacons of light in a world teetering on the edge of despair.
In the midst of this tumultuous landscape, there were tales of triumph and resilience. Stories of ordinary individuals who found strength within themselves to rise above adversity and make a difference. They offered a glimmer of hope amidst the chaos, reminding the universe that even in its darkest moments, the light could still prevail.
But the scars remained, etched into the very fabric of the universe. The trillions who had been lost were never forgotten. Their memory fueled the survivors' determination to ensure that their sacrifices were not in vain. They sought to honor the fallen by rebuilding a world where love, compassion, and unity triumphed over darkness.
As time passed, the wounds slowly began to heal. The survivors found solace in their shared experiences, in the bonds they forged with one another. They turned to one another for strength, drawing upon the collective resilience that had carried them through the darkest of times.
The universe continued to mourn, the weight of its loss a constant presence. But amidst the grief, there was also a flicker of hope. It was in the eyes of those who refused to give up, who chose to carry the light within them and let it guide their way.
The scars would forever be a reminder of the tragedy that had befallen the universe. But they also served as a testament to the indomitable spirit of those who had survived. With each passing day, the universe inched closer to healing, to reclaiming its sense of balance and harmony.
Though the road ahead was long and filled with challenges, the survivors remained steadfast. They had seen the darkest of days, and yet, they carried within them a spark of hope that could never be extinguished. Together, they would continue to navigate the aftermath of the snap, rebuilding what was lost, and forging a future where the scars of the past would serve as a reminder of the strength and resilience of the universe itself.
***NEW YORK CITY - EARTH***
The streets of New York City, once teeming with life and vibrancy, now lay eerily deserted. The aftermath of the snap had cast a heavy shadow over the city, leaving it in a state of desolation and despair. The impact of the tragic event was evident in every corner, every abandoned building, and every empty street.
As one walked through the city, the eerie silence was broken only by the sound of the wind whistling through the empty alleyways. The once bustling docks were now filled with boats, left adrift and forgotten. Their owners, victims of the snap, never return. It was a haunting sight, a poignant reminder of the lives that had been lost and the absence that now permeated the world.
A visit to the baseball stadium painted a grim picture. The seats, once filled with cheering fans, now stood empty and forlorn. The sound of the crack of a bat hitting a ball and the roar of the crowd were distant memories. The cheers had turned into echoes, fading into the depths of a broken world.
Broadway, the heart of the city's theater district, was a ghost town. The marquee lights that once illuminated the night were now extinguished, leaving the grand theaters shrouded in darkness. The empty stages stood as a stark reminder of the absence of art and entertainment, of the joy and laughter that had once filled these hallowed halls.
Walking through the city, one couldn't help but notice the missing posters scattered along the walls, remnants of a desperate search for loved ones who were lost. The faces staring back were filled with hope, frozen in time, forever etched in the collective memory of a grieving world. The wind carried these faded remnants of hope, the remnants of a shattered reality.
Earth, in the wake of the snap, had descended into a state of deep depression. The loss of so many lives had left an indelible mark on the planet and its inhabitants. The absence of loved ones, friends, and neighbors had created a void that could never be filled. The collective grief weighed heavily on the hearts of the survivors, their spirits dampened by the overwhelming sense of loss.
The once bustling streets, filled with laughter and the sounds of life, now felt like a barren wasteland. The city's pulse had slowed, its rhythm disrupted, leaving behind an empty shell of what it once was. The world had been shattered, its pieces scattered to the winds, and the task of rebuilding seemed insurmountable.
But amidst the desolation, flickers of resilience and determination emerged. The survivors, scarred but not defeated, clung to a glimmer of hope. They rallied together, forming communities of support, finding solace in their shared experiences. They sought solace in art, music, and the enduring human spirit that refused to be extinguished.
In the dimly lit cafe, Kairi and Steve Rogers sat at a table surrounded by a small group of survivors. The weight of grief and loss hung heavy in the air, but within the walls of this sanctuary, a glimmer of hope flickered. It was here that they found solace, sharing their pain and their stories, offering support to one another in their shared journey of healing.
Kairi leaned forward, her eyes filled with empathy as she addressed the group. "How have you all been coping?" she asked softly, her voice laced with compassion.
A man spoke up, his voice trembling with a mix of sadness and longing. "I went on a date," he began, his voice cracking. "But there were moments when the grief just overwhelmed me, and tears stained our dinner tablecloth. I'm trying to move forward, but it's so hard."
Then a woman spoke , her eyes brimming with unshed tears, sharing her own struggle. "My daughter was about to graduate from MIT," she whispered, her voice heavy with sorrow. "I miss her so much, and I can't help but wonder what her future would have been like. The milestones she'll never reach... It's almost unbearable."
An elderly man, his voice filled with nostalgia, spoke up next. "My wife and I were just a few months shy of celebrating our 50th anniversary," he said, his voice filled with a mix of sorrow and love. "She was taken from me so suddenly. The emptiness in my heart is overwhelming. Every day, I yearn for her touch, her laughter... It's as if a part of me is missing."
Kairi and Steve listened intently, their hearts aching for each person's individual pain. They knew the weight of loss all too well, and their own experiences gave them a unique perspective. With compassion in their eyes, they offered words of comfort, understanding, and encouragement.
"It's okay to grieve," Kairi said gently, her voice filled with empathy. "The pain you feel is a testament to the love you shared with your loved ones. Allow yourself to feel the emotions, to remember and honor them. And remember, you are not alone. We are here for you."
Steve, his voice steady and reassuring, added, "We understand the weight of this loss. But we must also find strength in each other, in the connections we have formed. Together, we can support one another and find a way to navigate through the darkness."
As the group continued to share their stories, a sense of solidarity began to form. The cafe, once empty and abandoned, now buzzed with the warmth of human connection. Amidst the pain and heartache, there was a glimmer of hope, a collective determination to find light in the darkest of times.
Another survivor, a young man with weary eyes, spoke up, his voice filled with a mixture of sadness and frustration. "I've been out of a job for so long now," he shared, his words heavy with the weight of disappointment. "I had to move back in with my parents. Well, my mom anyway. My dad turned to dust on his actual birthday. It's hard being back here, feeling like I've taken a step backward in life."
Kairi and Steve exchanged a solemn glance, their hearts breaking for the young man's loss and the hardships he now faced. Kairi reached out, placing a gentle hand on his shoulder. "I'm so sorry for your loss," she said softly, her voice filled with genuine compassion. "Losing a loved one is never easy, and it can be especially challenging when it feels like life keeps piling on more difficulties."
Steve's eyes held a mix of understanding and empathy as he continued, "It's important to remember that your circumstances don't define your worth. You've experienced an immense loss, and it's okay to feel overwhelmed. Give yourself the space and time to heal, and don't be too hard on yourself. Sometimes, taking a step back can lead to new beginnings."
The young man nodded, tears welling up in his eyes. "Thank you," he whispered, his voice choked with emotion. "It's just... everything feels so uncertain now. I don't know where to go from here."
Kairi squeezed his shoulder gently, offering him a supportive smile. "You're not alone in feeling that way," she reassured him. "But remember, we're here for you. We're all in this together, and together, we can find the strength to navigate through these uncertain times. Lean on the support of the group, and let's explore ways to rebuild our lives and find new opportunities."
Kairi and Steve knew that healing would take time, that the scars left by the snap would forever be a part of their lives. But they also knew that through shared support, compassion, and resilience, they could find strength to move forward.
"It's those little brave baby steps we gotta take," Steve emphasized, his voice filled with a mixture of conviction and tenderness. "To try and become whole again, to try and find purpose. I went in the ice in '45 right after I met the love of my life. Woke up 70 years later. You gotta move on. Gotta to move on. The world is in our hands. It's left to us, guys, and we've got to do something with it. Otherwise... Thanos should have killed all of us."
The group listened intently, their eyes locked onto Steve, their faces reflecting a mixture of contemplation and determination. Each of them carried their own burdens, their own losses and struggles, but in that moment, they found solace in Steve's words. It was a reminder that even in the face of overwhelming adversity, they still possessed the power to shape their own destinies.
Kairi glanced at her friend, her heart brimming with admiration and understanding. She knew that Steve's journey had been a long and arduous one, marked by sacrifices and the constant struggle to find his place in a world that had changed so drastically. Yet, despite it all, he remained committed to his purpose, to making a difference and protecting the innocent.
Some people may move on, she thought, but not everyone is built that way. Not Kairi and Steve. Their hearts were intertwined with the fate of humanity, and they couldn't simply turn away from the challenges that lay ahead. They carried the weight of their past, but it also fueled their determination to shape a better future.
As the group absorbed Steve's words, a newfound resolve sparked within them. It was the realization that although the scars of loss and grief remained, they had the power to take those baby steps towards healing and purpose. In that small cafe, they formed a bond, a support system that would help them navigate the uncertainties of the world and work towards rebuilding what was lost.
***TWILIGHT TOWN***
In the aftermath of Thanos' snap, Twilight Town, once a vibrant and lively little world, had fallen into a state of despair and depression. The darkness left by Thanos' actions seemed to seep into every corner of the town, giving rise to Heartless that appeared from the shadows and wreaked havoc on the once peaceful streets.
The heartless attacks had taken a toll on the townspeople, leaving them fearful and uncertain about the future. Buildings stood empty, shops closed, and the once bustling marketplaces now resembled ghost towns. The town's spirit had been broken, and hope seemed like a distant memory.
But amidst the darkness, a glimmer of hope persisted. Lea, also known as Axel, had taken it upon himself to rebuild and restore Twilight Town to its former glory. Alongside his loyal friend Olette and the wise Scrooge McDuck, he worked tirelessly to bring back life to the desolate streets.
They started by organizing events and festivals to lift the spirits of the townspeople. One such event was Twilight Day, a celebration of the town's resilience and determination to overcome the darkness. The streets were decorated with colorful banners and lights, and the townspeople came together to participate in various activities and games.
The highlight of the day was the Sea Salt Ice Cream Festival, where Axel and Olette served their beloved treat to the crowd. The sweet and refreshing ice cream had become a symbol of hope and unity for the people of Twilight Town, a reminder that even in the darkest of times, they could still find moments of joy and camaraderie.
Scrooge McDuck, with his wealth of knowledge and experience, helped to reestablish the town's economy. He provided financial support to struggling businesses and encouraged new entrepreneurs to set up shop in Twilight Town. Slowly but surely, the shops began to reopen, and the marketplaces came alive with the chatter of merchants and customers once again.
Axel, Olette, and Scrooge also focused on strengthening the town's defenses against heartless attacks. They trained the townspeople in combat and defense techniques, teaching them how to protect themselves and their homes. Together, they formed a network of guardians, ready to defend Twilight Town from any threats that came their way.
As time went on, the darkness began to recede, and the heartless attacks became less frequent. The people of Twilight Town started to regain their sense of security and hope. The once abandoned streets were now filled with life and laughter, and a newfound sense of community had formed among the townspeople.
Although the scars of Thanos' snap still lingered, Twilight Town was slowly but surely rebuilding itself, thanks to the determination and resilience of its inhabitants. Axel, Olette, and Scrooge had become beacons of hope and inspiration for the town, showing them that with unity and determination, they could overcome any adversity.
It had been a hard day's work for the three heroes, keeping Twilight Safe from Heartless, but also keeping the spirits and the economy going.
The evening in Twilight Town was tranquil and serene, with the soft hues of the setting sun painting the sky in a breathtaking display of oranges and pinks. The gentle breeze carried the scent of blooming flowers, and the chirping of crickets filled the air, creating a peaceful ambiance that seemed to envelop the town in a warm embrace.
But amidst this calm, danger lurked in the shadows. Heartless, dark creatures born from the remnants of darkness, had begun to appear more frequently around Twilight Town, causing concern among its residents. Axel, now going by his restored Organization name, found himself in the midst of the latest Heartless incursion.
His fiery red hair swayed with each swing of his Keyblade as he expertly dispatched the Heartless with a mixture of agility and strength. The sound of metal clashing against darkness echoed through the otherwise quiet streets, and the glow of Axel's Keyblade illuminated the path before him.
As he fought, Axel's mind was focused, honed in on the task at hand. He had become a guardian of Twilight Town, dedicated to protecting it from the darkness that sought to encroach upon its borders. He felt a sense of duty to his new home, a responsibility he had willingly taken on after years of walking a darker path.
The Heartless were relentless, swarming around him like shadows eager to engulf the light. But Axel was undeterred, channeling his inner strength and determination to keep the Heartless at bay. He moved with grace and precision, every movement deliberate and calculated.
With each Heartless that fell, Axel's confidence grew. He had come a long way since his days as a member of Organization XIII, and he was determined to use his abilities for good, to protect the innocent and the vulnerable.
As the last Heartless vanished in a burst of darkness, Axel took a moment to catch his breath, his chest rising and falling with the rhythm of his heartbeat. His emerald eyes scanned the surrounding area, searching for any signs of lingering darkness.
But the streets of Twilight Town were now quiet and still, the Heartless seemingly retreating into the shadows once more. Axel's presence had become a beacon of hope for the town, a symbol of strength and protection.
As he sheathed his Keyblade, Axel felt a sense of satisfaction and accomplishment. He had done his part in safeguarding Twilight Town once again. But he knew that his work was far from over. The darkness still loomed, a constant threat that required vigilance and perseverance.
With a determined expression, Axel turned and made his way back to the Bistro, where Olette and Scrooge awaited his return. They greeted him with warm smiles, appreciative of his efforts to protect their beloved town.
"Another job well done, Axel," Olette said, handing him a freshly made Sea Salt Ice Cream.
"Thanks," Axel replied with a grin, savoring the sweet treat. "But you know, these Heartless seem to be getting bolder. There's something going on, and I intend to find out what."
Scrooge nodded in agreement. "Aye, lad. The darkness be growin', and it's up to us to keep it in check. We're lucky to have you here to help us out."
Axel's grin widened, touched by their words of appreciation. "Well, what can I say? Twilight Town's become like a second home to me. I'll do whatever it takes to protect it."
As he sat with his friends, enjoying the camaraderie and the comfort of their company, Axel knew that his journey was far from over. The darkness still lurked, but so did the light, shining brightly in the hearts of the people he now called family.
The trio continued to chat and enjoy their ice cream when Olette suddenly mentioned a disturbance that had been reported near the Old Mansion just a few hours ago. The mansion had been abandoned for ages, but now it seemed something strange was happening there.
"Strange activity, you say?" Axel raised an eyebrow, his curiosity piqued. "Well, I suppose I could go check it out."
Olette smirked. "Of course, you could. You're the only one here with a keyblade, after all."
Axel rolled his eyes in mock annoyance. "Fine, fine. I'll go take a look. But I better get some extra ice cream for this."
Scrooge chuckled. "Don't worry, lad. I'll save you a few scoops."
With that, Axel downed the last bit of his ice cream, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and stood up. He gave Olette and Scrooge a playful salute before heading out the door.
***JOURNEY TO THE OLD MANSION***
As Axel ventured through the dense wooded area towards the eerie Old Mansion, the fading sun cast long shadows, and a chilling breeze rustled the leaves. The silence was broken only by the distant sounds of heartless growls and the crackling of the Flame Liberator, his trusty keyblade.
With a confident smirk, Axel twirled the Flame Liberator, the fiery trails leaving a mesmerizing pattern in the air. "Alright, heartless, showtime!" he declared, his voice echoing with bravado. The heartless lunged at him from all directions, teeth gnashing and claws slashing, but Axel moved with an almost dance-like elegance, dodging their attacks with finesse.
As he battled, his heart raced, adrenaline pumping through his veins. He reveled in the thrill of the fight, the sense of purpose that came from protecting innocent worlds from the clutches of darkness. Each heartless vanquished was a small victory, a step towards restoring balance to the universe.
But the heartless were relentless, their numbers seemingly endless. Axel fought on, the determination in his eyes never wavering. "You guys really need a new hobby," he quipped, delivering a fiery strike that sent heartless scattering.
As he approached the gates of the Old Mansion, the imposing structure seemed to loom over him. Axel took a deep breath, squaring his shoulders. He knew that danger awaited him inside, but he wouldn't back down. It was his duty to confront the darkness and protect Twilight Town.
With a defiant grin, Axel pushed open the creaking doors, revealing the mansion's darkened interior. Shadows danced along the walls, and a chilling sensation crawled up his spine. "Now, this is just getting creepy," he muttered under his breath.
The heartless inside were stronger, more aggressive, but Axel met their attacks head-on. He sliced through the darkness, each swing of his keyblade a blaze of light in the gloom. "You'll need more than that to take me down!" he shouted, the flames of determination burning brightly in his eyes.
As he progressed through the mansion's eerie corridors, he couldn't help but think of his friends, his comrades who had faced their own battles in the aftermath of the snap. He couldn't let them down; he couldn't let the darkness win.
The battle was fierce, the darkness almost suffocating, but Axel refused to give in. He knew that the heartless represented the lingering darkness left by Thanos, and defeating them was a way to honor the fallen and protect the living.
With a final, powerful strike, Axel triumphed over the last heartless, the flames of the Flame Liberator consuming the darkness in a brilliant burst of light. The mansion seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and a sense of calm settled over the once haunted halls.
As Axel defeated the last of the Heartless, he wiped the sweat from his brow and turned around, expecting to find Olette and Scrooge. Instead, he was met with the piercing gaze of a silver hedgehog with golden eyes. The hedgehog's aura exuded power and determination, and Axel couldn't help but feel a sense of caution.
"Who are you, and what is your objective?" the silver hedgehog demanded, his voice firm and unwavering.
Axel's lips curled into a smirk as he sized up his mysterious adversary. "Name's Axel. And my objective? Well, I was just enjoying a lovely evening stroll through Heartless-infested territory. You know, a typical Thursday."
"This is no time for games," he replied sternly. "The mansion is off-limits. It's best if you leave immediately."
"Oh, off-limits, huh? Says who?" Axel retorted, crossing his arms. "Last I checked, this is Twilight Town, and I'm here to protect it from Heartless."
"Protecting it? From Heartless?" The being questioned, his golden eyes narrowing further. "I have a mission to protect something within this mansion, and I won't let anyone get in my way."
Axel's smile faltered slightly, sensing the seriousness in the silver hedgehog's words. "Look, buddy, I'm just doing my job here. Heartless cause trouble, and I stop 'em. Simple as that."
The Hedgehog's aura intensified, and Axel felt a sudden surge of power. "You don't understand the significance of what's at stake here," he said, his voice tinged with frustration. "This is bigger than you can imagine."
Axel's fiery attitude flared back to life. "Bigger than me? Try me, Mr. Hedgehog. I've dealt with plenty of big things before, and I always come out on top."
With a swift movement, the hedgehog glowed with a greenish aura, and Axel found himself flying through the air. He crashed through a wall, landing hard on the ground outside the mansion. Dusting himself off, he smirked as he got back on his feet.
"Not bad," he called out, his voice laced with amusement. "You've got some tricks up your sleeve. But let's see how you handle this!"
Axel summoned his fiery keyblade, ready for another round. Silver seemed unfazed by Axel's determination, his eyes narrowing in concentration.
"I don't have time for this," The being said, his voice resolute. "Stay out of my way, or you'll regret it."
Axel chuckled, twirling his keyblade with finesse. "You're one tough nut to crack, but I've dealt with worse. You're not the only one with a mission, pal."
***AXEL vs THE SILVER HEDGEHOG***
Axel twirled his fiery keyblade, the flames dancing along its edge, as he charged toward the silver hedgehog. The silver hedgehog's eyes glowed with determination as he summoned his psychokinetic powers, levitating nearby debris to use as a shield against Axel's attacks.
With a swing of his keyblade, Axel unleashed a wave of flames, but the hedgehog deftly used his psychokinetic abilities to redirect the fire away from him. He countered with a telekinetic push, sending Axel stumbling back.
"Not bad," Axel remarked, impressed by the beings agility and control over his powers. "But let's see how you handle this!"
Axel conjured a swirling vortex of fire around himself, the flames blazing with intensity. He launched himself forward, the fire acting as a shield against the hedgehog's telekinetic attacks. The two clashed, their powers colliding in a spectacular display of energy.
The hedgehog dodged and weaved through Axel's fiery assault, his psychokinetic abilities allowing him to maneuver with incredible speed and precision. He levitated chunks of debris and hurled them at Axel, who effortlessly sliced through them with his keyblade.
Their battle raged on, the two evenly matched as they traded blows and countered each other's attacks. Axel's fiery prowess and the silver hedgehog's psychokinetic finesse made for a captivating dance of power.
"You've got some skills, hedgehog," Axel said with a smirk. "But I'm just getting warmed up!"
Axel intensified the flames around him, creating a wall of fire that roared towards his enemy. The silver hedgehog responded by forming a telekinetic barrier, trying to repel the blaze. The clash of elements created a dazzling spectacle of light and power.
As the flames subsided, Axel saw that the hedgehog was still standing, his determination unwavering. Silver's golden eyes locked onto Axel's with resolve, refusing to back down.
"I won't let you interfere," he declared, his voice steady.
"And I won't let you get in my way!" Axel replied, his fiery determination matching Silver's resolve.
In a final surge of power, the two launched themselves at each other, their powers colliding in a spectacular burst of energy. The force of their clash sent shockwaves rippling through the surrounding area, shaking the very ground beneath them.
As the dust settled, the two brawling heroes stood facing each other, both breathing heavily from their intense battle. Neither had managed to gain the upper hand, and they found themselves at a stalemate.
Axel grinned, a newfound respect for his adversary evident in his eyes. "Not bad, hedgehog," he said, his fiery aura subsiding. "You've got some serious skills."
"Likewise, Axel. I can see why you're a force to be reckoned with."
With that, the two warriors stepped back, their battle at an end. Though they may have been at odds at first, they had found a mutual respect for each other's strength and determination. As they stood amidst the aftermath of their clash, they knew that they had both fought for what they believed in – protecting the ones they cared about and safeguarding their worlds from darkness.
***END OF BATTLE***
As they stepped back inside the mansion from the hole in the wall they created in their brawl, Axel wiped some dust off his coat, looking curiously at the silver hedgehog before him.
"So, what's your name?" Axel inquired with a grin, his playful nature never far away.
Silver crossed his arms, a hint of annoyance in his expression. "It's Silver," he replied, the annoyance evident in his voice.
Axel chuckled. "Silver, huh? That's a rather original name," he quipped, earning a stern look from the hedgehog. "Hey, just teasing," Axel added with a shrug.
Silver sighed, seemingly unamused by the exchange. "I didn't choose it," he retorted, his expression softening slightly.
Axel's grin widened. "Fair enough," he said, "And I have to say, your voice sounds really familiar. Have we met before?"
Silver's eyes narrowed, suspicion evident in his gaze. "I don't think so," he replied, his tone guarded.
"Oh, come on," Axel teased, "I have a lot of fans, you know. Maybe you secretly adore me."
Silver rolled his eyes. "Hardly," he muttered, clearly not in the mood for Axel's banter.
Axel laughed, enjoying the playful exchange. "Alright, alright," he said, raising his hands in surrender, "I'll stop pestering you."
Silver nodded, seemingly grateful for the respite. "Good. Now, I need to get back to my mission," he stated, his tone serious.
Axel raised an eyebrow, curiosity piqued. "And what mission would that be?" he asked.
Silver hesitated for a moment before answering. "I can't tell you," he replied cryptically, "But if you want answers, follow me."
With that, Silver walked over to a bookshelf and pressed a hidden button, causing a secret staircase to appear. Axel's eyes widened in surprise.
"Well, isn't that convenient," he remarked, following Silver down the hidden passageway.
Silver smirked at Axel's amazement at the secretive staircase, he too was amazed when his friend from the TVA, Mobius - showed this little trick to him.
"Come on, this way," Silver ordered, starting to descend downwards of the secret passage of stairs. Axel took a deep breath and followed, wanting to know more as he followed his new ally to the depths below the Old Mansion.
As Axel followed Silver down the hidden passageway, he couldn't help but marvel at the intricate maze of secret staircases and hidden passages that lay beneath the mansion. The dimly lit corridors seemed to stretch on forever, leading them deeper into the heart of the old building.
"Wow, this place is like a maze," Axel exclaimed, glancing around in awe.
Silver nodded, his golden eyes scanning their surroundings. "Ansem was always secretive, loved his hidden passages," he explained.
Axel raised an eyebrow. "Wait, you knew Ansem?" he asked, surprise evident in his voice.
Silver shook his head. "No, not personally," he replied, "But I know of him. It's a long story."
As they continued through the labyrinthine passages, Axel couldn't shake the feeling that there was something significant about Silver's presence here.
"So, how long have you been hiding out in this place?" Axel asked.
"About 18 months," Silver responded, his voice tinged with weariness.
"18 months?!" Axel exclaimed, "Why the hell have you been hiding here for so long?"
Silver stopped in his tracks, taking a deep breath before answering. "It's complicated," he said, "Long story short, I'm a time traveler from the future. I got tricked into coming here, but as time went on, I realized that it was destiny that brought me to this point."
Axel stared at him in disbelief. "Time traveler, huh?" he mused, "And here I thought my life was weird."
Silver chuckled softly. "Believe me, it's been quite a journey," he admitted, "But now, I feel like the time is right. I've been waiting for the right moment to reveal myself and take over Ansem's guardianship."
Axel's confusion only deepened. "Guardianship?" he asked, "What do you mean?"
Silver hesitated for a moment before continuing. "Ansem had a responsibility to protect something here in the mansion," he explained, "And now, that responsibility falls to me. It's my mission to keep watch over what lies beneath this place, to ensure it doesn't fall into the wrong hands."
Axel nodded, finally starting to understand the gravity of Silver's presence here. "Well, I guess that makes sense," he said, "But why tell me all this now?"
Silver looked at him with a serious expression. "Because I trust you," he said, "And I feel like it's time for you to know. Plus, I have a feeling that this is the right moment. Like everything has led me to this point."
Axel nodded in understanding. "Well, I'm honored," he said, "And I promise I won't breathe a word of this to anyone."
Silver smiled faintly. "Thank you," he replied, "I knew I could trust you."
As they continued their journey through the secret passages, Axel couldn't shake the feeling that there was something significant about Silver's mission and his presence here. He had a hunch that their paths had crossed for a reason, and he was determined to support his new friend in whatever challenges lay ahead.
As they reached the secretive metal door at the end of the winding corridors, Silver turned to Axel, a solemn expression on his face.
"Before we go in, I need you to promise me something," he said, his voice serious.
Axel nodded, his curiosity piqued. "Sure, what is it?" he asked.
"I need you to promise that you won't be alarmed by what you're about to see," Silver said, "And as a Keyblade wielder, you have a unique connection with what's inside here."
Axel's eyebrows furrowed in confusion, but he nodded. "Alright, I promise," he replied.
Silver took a deep breath and turned to a panel next to the door. He entered a series of codes, and the metal doors slid open. Axel's eyes fell upon a mysterious pod at the center of the dimly lit chamber. A rush of anticipation and curiosity coursed through him, but as he drew closer, his heart began to race, and his breath caught in his throat. Inside the pod lay a figure he never thought he would see again.
His eyes widened in disbelief, and his mind raced to comprehend what he was seeing. It couldn't be. It just couldn't. But as he squinted to get a clearer view, the realization hit him like a bolt of lightning.
"No... It can't be?!"
But it was.
His heart pounded in his chest as his mind flashed back to their adventures together, the battles fought side by side, the laughter and the tears they had shared. Memories of friendship, trust, and camaraderie flooded his mind, and he couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions—joy, sorrow, hope, and fear.
As his mind swirled with questions, his eyes flicked to Silver, who was watching him closely. Axel could see the understanding in Silver's eyes, and he knew that Silver held the answers to the many questions he had.
"Yes, it's him," Silver finally said, breaking the tense silence.
"Sora?" Axel's voice was barely a whisper, as if saying the name aloud would shatter the fragile reality before him.
Silver nodded solemnly, allowing Axel to process the revelation. The room seemed to hold its breath, and Axel's heart pounded in his ears. Sora—his long-lost friend and ally, the hero he had fought alongside, and the one who had vanished so mysteriously—was right in front of him.
In that moment, Axel's emotions were a whirlwind—relief at finding him, concern for his well-being, and determination to keep him safe. He knew that their mission had just taken an unexpected turn, and he felt an unshakable sense of purpose as he gazed at the sleeping hero.
Finally finding his voice, Axel spoke again, this time with a mixture of awe and resolve.
"Sora."
His voice was filled with reverence and determination. He had come to protect Sora, and that was exactly what he intended to do. Whatever challenges lay ahead, he knew he wouldn't face them alone.
With Silver by his side and the knowledge of Sora's presence, Axel was ready to take on whatever darkness and danger came their way. And as the echoes of his whispered words filled the chamber, the weight of destiny settled upon them both.
***THE NEW AVENGERS HQ - UPSTATE NEW YORK***
The new Avengers HQ in upstate New York stood as a symbol of resilience and hope amidst the turmoil the world faced. Thanks to the generous investments from Stark Industries, the facility was a marvel of modern technology and design. The building's sleek and futuristic architecture glistened in the sunlight, and every inch of it was adorned with state-of-the-art Stark tech.
Inside, the Avengers had everything they needed to stay at the forefront of the battle against darkness. The main command center was a sprawling room filled with holographic screens displaying real-time data from all corners of the globe. Advanced AI systems and cutting-edge communication technology linked the Avengers with allies and operatives worldwide.
The training rooms were equipped with holographic simulations that could replicate any environment or scenario, allowing the team to hone their skills and stay prepared for any situation. The medical bay featured advanced equipment, thanks to the combined efforts of Stark and Wakandan technology, ensuring that injured team members received the best care possible.
The living quarters were comfortable and spacious, providing a sense of home for the Avengers who spent countless hours together. There were communal areas for relaxation and bonding, as well as private spaces for those needing some time to themselves.
The new Avengers team, led by Steve Rogers, also known as Captain America, was a well-oiled machine. With Natasha Romanoff, the Black Widow, and James Rhodes, War Machine, by his side, along with the addition of the skilled Keyblade wielder Kairi, they formed a formidable force against darkness and evil.
Despite the challenges posed by the ongoing recession and the emergence of new threats, the Avengers remained committed to their mission of protecting Earth and its people. Their bond as a team grew stronger with each battle they faced together, and they were united in their determination to bring back hope to a world overshadowed by darkness.
Steve, as the seasoned leader, led the team with his trademark wisdom and bravery. Natasha's resourcefulness and strategic thinking were invaluable assets, while James brought his military expertise and powerful arsenal to the table. Kairi, with her unique Keyblade abilities, was a force to be reckoned with, and her presence added a new dimension to the team's capabilities.
The Avengers worked seamlessly together, utilizing the advanced technology at their disposal to swiftly respond to threats and protect innocent lives. They had learned from past mistakes and embraced a spirit of cooperation and unity, understanding that their combined strength was greater than the sum of their individual abilities.
As the world grappled with darkness and uncertainty, the new Avengers team stood as a beacon of hope, inspiring people to come together and rise above the challenges they faced. They knew that no matter how tough the road ahead might be, they had each other and a new Avengers HQ filled with Stark technology to support them on their journey to safeguard Earth and its people.
Natasha Romanoff sat in the sleek workshop room of the new Avengers HQ, a peanut butter and jelly sandwich in hand. Her fiery red hair, now longer than before, was pulled back into a high ponytail, with a few strands of blonde highlights cascading down the side. The passage of time had left its mark on her, but it had also strengthened her resolve to protect the universe.
"Alright, team, let's get down to business," Nat said, her voice steady and commanding. "The Heartless numbers have been increasing across multiple worlds, and we need to find a way to contain and eliminate them. Rocket, Nebula, what have you two found out from your travels?"
Rocket, ever the sharp-tongued and resourceful raccoon, spoke up first. "Yeah, we've been all over the place, and those creepy Heartless are popping up like nobody's business. Doesn't matter if it's a big city or a remote planet, they're causing chaos everywhere."
Nebula, with her no-nonsense demeanor, added, "Their numbers seem to be growing exponentially, and we've encountered some particularly powerful ones. It's like they're being drawn to the darkness that was left behind after Thanos' snap."
Carol Danvers, now sporting a new haircut and a sleek armored uniform, chimed in. "I've been patrolling space regularly, and I've noticed similar patterns. The Heartless are causing disruptions in multiple sectors, and we need to find out what's fueling their surge."
Tails, the genius fox with a knack for technology, brought up his findings. "I've been analyzing the data from different dimensions, and it appears that the Heartless are drawn to worlds with a higher concentration of negative emotions and darkness. It's like they're feeding off the residual effects of the snap."
Okoye, the fierce and loyal Wakandan warrior, added her observations from her home world. "Wakanda has been facing an increase in Heartless activity as well. Our warriors have been doing their best to protect our people, but we need a coordinated effort to eradicate them completely."
Rhodey, the steadfast War Machine, expressed concern about Earth's defenses. "We're doing our best to contain the Heartless here on Earth, but they keep coming back. We need to come up with a more permanent solution."
Aqua, the Keyblade master with her longer hair and new attire, spoke up with her insights. "I've been investigating the source of the Heartless on different worlds, and it seems they're being drawn to locations of great darkness and despair. We need to find the root cause and eliminate it."
Goofy, looking dapper in his Disney Castle Guard uniform, interjected with his usual optimism. "Gawrsh, we may be facing a tough challenge, but I believe in the power of light and friendship! If we all work together, we can defeat the Heartless and restore peace to the universe!"
Nat nodded, taking in the information from each holographic projection. "Alright, team, we have our work cut out for us. We need to coordinate our efforts, share information, and work together to find the source of the Heartless. We can't let them keep terrorizing innocent worlds."
As the holographic meeting continued, the Avengers and their allies brainstormed strategies and plans to combat the growing Heartless threat. Taking a bite of her sandwich, Natasha listened intently to the reports from her holographic allies. Rocket and Nebula, Carol Danvers, Tails, Okoye, Rhodey, Aqua, and even Goofy - each of them had experienced their own trials and tribulations in the past 18 months. Yet, they had all come together, bound by a common purpose to protect their worlds and restore balance to the universe.
The holographic meeting continued, and Nat turned her attention to Carol, Goofy, Tails, and Aqua, beings from other worlds across the galaxy.
"So, will any of you be able to come to Earth soon to help with the Heartless situation, with extra hands?" she inquired.
Tails replied first, "I'm afraid it's unlikely at the moment. Sonic and I are currently searching for a missing Chaos Emerald, but we suspect it might be off-world. I'll need to run some diagnostics and coordinate with him."
Aqua nodded in agreement, "I understand the urgency of the situation on Earth, but my students need my guidance now more than ever. I can't leave them in this crucial phase of their training."
Goofy chimed in, "Gawrsh, I'd love to be there to lend a hand Nat, but I'm busy training my son, Max, to be a Royal Guard at Disney Castle. He's really stepping up to the plate!"
Carol, always direct and to the point, responded, "It's highly unlikely I'll be able to make it to Earth anytime soon. There are issues happening on multiple planets, and I need to cover a lot of territory."
"Another haircut appointment, huh?" Rocket quipped.
Carol turned her holographic projection to face Rocket directly, her irritation evident in her expression. "Listen fur-face, I'm covering a lot of territory. The things that are happening on Earth and across the other worlds are happening everywhere, on thousands of planets."
Rocket held up his hands in a gesture of surrender. "All right, all right, that's a good point. That's a good point," he admitted, acknowledging the magnitude of the crisis unfolding across the universe.
Nat looked to her allies, a big question needed to be asked during this meeting. One she had been pondering for sometime.
"Has anyone heard from Riku at all?"
The Avengers exchanged concerned glances as Nat asked about Riku's whereabouts. It had been several months since they had heard from their friend and ally, and the fact that he had been radio silent for so long was cause for worry.
"No, I haven't heard from him," Carol replied, her expression serious. "Last time I saw him was during that Heartless battle on Contraxia with Rocket and Nebula. He seemed okay then, but after that, nothing."
Nebula nodded in agreement. "Yeah, it's been at least six months since that encounter. He just disappeared, and we haven't been able to track him down."
Aqua, her worry evident in her eyes, spoke up. "Riku is a strong and capable warrior. If he's gone silent for this long, there must be a reason."
The concern for Riku was evident in everyone's expression, as they all listened to the updates from each other. The fact that it had been months since they last heard from him weighed heavily on her mind.
"I hope he's okay," Nat said softly. "He's been through so much, and I know how much he values his freedom and independence."
Rocket chimed in, "Yeah, that kid's got a lot of heart, but sometimes that heart of his leads him to places he shouldn't be."
Nebula nodded in agreement, "He's a survivor, that's for sure. But sometimes, survivors need a little help."
Goofy let out a sigh, "I just hope he's safe out there, wherever he is."
Aqua offered a reassuring smile, "Riku has faced darkness before, and he's always come out stronger in the end. I believe he's out there finding himself, just like he always does."
Nat nodded, taking in the words of her friends. "You're right," she said. "Riku's heart has always been set on adventure and self-discovery. I just hope he knows that we're here for him, no matter what."
Trying to make the meeting more positive, Aqua changed the subject to ask how one of their other friends were getting on.
"Nat, how is Kairi getting on?" Aqua asked, looking at Nat through the hologram.
Carol chimed in with a grin, "Oh, she's been kicking ass, no doubt about it. Kairi has been a valuable asset to the team."
Nat nodded in agreement and provided an update, "She has been in Europe recently, dealing with the Heartless that have been plaguing major cities like London, Paris, and Rome. She's been doing an excellent job, holding her own against the darkness."
Okoye, representing Wakanda, showed genuine interest in Kairi's vibranium keyblade. "Our scientists in Wakanda are keen to know how Kairi's Keyblade is holding up. If it requires any maintenance or upgrades, we would be more than willing to assist."
Nat appreciated the offer and assured Okoye, "I'll be sure to double-check with Kairi when she's back. Knowing Wakanda's expertise, it's always good to have their support."
Rocket, never one to pass up a chance for a quip, chimed in with a smirk, "Vibranium Keyblade, huh? Sounds fancy."
Goofy beamed with pride, "A-hyuck! Kairi's really grown into her own as a Keyblade wielder."
As the holographic meeting came to a close, Nat took a deep breath, trying to maintain her composure. She knew that in these trying times, communication and unity were more important than ever.
"Remember, this channel is always open," she said with determination. "If anyone needs help, if there's trouble brewing anywhere in the universe, or if the Heartless are becoming more ruthless, don't hesitate to contact me."
One by one, the heroes on the hologram call agreed, giving their assurances that they would stay in touch and support each other whenever needed. They signed off, their holographic images flickering away, leaving Nat alone with the screen in front of her.
But just as she was about to shut down the call completely, she noticed that Rhodey was still there. His holographic image remained, his face serious and troubled.
"Rhodey, where are you?" Nat asked, curious as to why he hadn't signed off like the others.
"I'm in Mexico," Rhodey replied, his voice filled with concern. "We found a room full of bodies, and I don't think it's just a cartel hit. It's more likely Barton's work."
Nat's heart sank at the mention of Clint's name. She knew he had been struggling, trying to come to terms with the loss and darkness caused by Thanos' snap. But she never thought it would lead him down this path.
"Clint?" she asked, her voice trembling. "Are you sure?"
Rhodey nodded. "I'm afraid so. The things he's done, the scenes he's left behind… it's worrying, Nat."
Tears welled up in Nat's eyes as she bit down on her sandwich, trying to process the news. She had lost so much, and the thought of losing another friend, especially one as close as Clint, was almost unbearable.
"Rhodey, please," she pleaded, her voice cracking. "You have to find him. Bring him back, for me."
Rhodey's expression softened, and he nodded solemnly. "I'll do everything I can, Nat. But you know Clint, he's good at disappearing."
Nat managed a weak smile through her tears. "I know. But I also know that you're good at finding people. Please, just try."
With a final nod, Rhodey signed off, leaving Nat alone in the workshop room. She wiped away her tears and took a deep breath, reminding herself that they were all fighting their own battles in this dark and uncertain world.
With determination in her eyes, she clenched her fists and vowed to do whatever it took to bring hope and light back to the universe, and to find her friend Clint before the darkness consumed him completely. The weight of the responsibility rested heavily on her shoulders, but she knew she couldn't give up.
The world may still be reeling from the aftermath of the snap, and darkness may continue to threaten their existence, but as an Avenger, as a friend, Nat was committed to facing these challenges head-on. She would do whatever it took to protect her friends and the innocent, to keep the darkness at bay, and to bring hope back to a universe in desperate need of it.
Suddenly out of the blue, the new facility's AI system received a call. A floating box powered by the AI appeared in front of Nat, who was trying to keep her composure and wipe away stray tears. Nat's heart skipped a beat as she accepted the call, ready to receive the transmission.
"Hey, it's Axel!" his voice filled with haste and excitement.
"You missed the meeting," Nat said with a mix of concern and playfulness.
"I know, I know, but something huge has happened here in Twilight Town," Axel replied. "You better sit down."
Nat chuckled softly. "I'm already sitting down. Now tell me, what's going on?"
Axel took a deep breath, trying to gather his thoughts. "Okay, so you know that old mansion on the outskirts of the town? The one that's been abandoned for years?"
"Yeah, I remember you telling me about it," Nat replied, her curiosity piqued.
"So, I was investigating the disturbances near the Old Mansion, you know, the Heartless problem we've been having lately," Lea began. "And I found this hidden door that led to a secret basement. And guess what I found there?"
"What did you find?"
"A recovery pod," Axel announced, his voice toned with wonder. "And inside that pod was none other than Sora!"
Nat's eyes widened in surprise, and her heart skipped a beat. "Sora? Are you serious?"
"I'm dead serious, Nat! I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw him there. He's been in stasis all this time, just like the legends say!"
Nat's mind raced with the implications of this discovery. Sora, the Keyblade wielder, the one who had fought alongside the Avenger's during the Battle of New York and Sokovia, had been finally found. She felt a surge of hope and excitement, knowing that this could be a turning point for the universe.
"That's incredible," she said, her voice tinged with awe. "But how did he end up there? And why has he been in stasis all this time?"
Axel's excitement waned slightly, and he let out a sigh. "I don't know all the details yet," he admitted. "But from what I gathered someone, or something, put him in that recovery pod to keep him safe until the right time."
Nat nodded, her mind racing with possibilities. "We need to get him out of there and find out what happened," she said firmly.
That's what I was thinking too! I'll keep you updated on any new developments."
"Thanks, Axel," Nat said gratefully. "And great job finding him. This could be a game-changer."
With a final nod, Axel signed off, leaving Nat alone with her thoughts. The discovery of Sora, after all this time, filled her with hope and renewed determination. The universe may be facing dark and uncertain times, but with Sora's return, they might just have a fighting chance to bring back the light and restore what was lost.
"Sora is alive?" came a voice, trembling with emotion.
Nat looked up from the display to see Kairi and Steve standing in the doorway, both wearing expressions of shock and disbelief. She could see the mixture of emotions playing across Kairi's face - surprise, hope, and a hint of tears in her eyes.
Nat nodded, her own heart swelling with both joy and relief. "Yes, Axel found him in a recovery pod in Twilight Town," she replied. "He's been in stasis all this time, but he's alive."
Kairi covered her mouth with her hand, her eyes glistening with tears. "I can't believe it," she whispered, her voice catching with emotion. "I thought... I thought he was gone forever."
Steve put a comforting hand on Kairi's shoulder, giving her a reassuring squeeze. "We all did," he said softly. "But it looks like we were wrong. Sora is still out there, and we're going to bring him back."
Kairi nodded, trying to steady her emotions. "We have to," she said, determination filling her voice. "He's our friend, and he's fought so hard to protect the universe in all of his adventures. We can't let him stay trapped in that pod."
Nat smiled warmly at Kairi's resolve. "You're right," she said. "We'll do whatever it takes to get him out of there and find out what happened. Sora is a powerful ally, and we're going to need all the help we can get to face the darkness that's spreading across the universe."
Steve nodded in agreement. "We'll assemble the team and head to Twilight Town right away," he said. "We can't waste any time."
Kairi wiped away a tear from her eye, her expression now a mix of determination and hope. "Thank you, both of you," she said, her voice strong. "I don't know what we would do without the Avengers."
Nat smiled, feeling a sense of camaraderie and unity with her fellow heroes. "We're in this together," she said. "No matter what challenges come our way, we'll face them together and bring back the light to the universe."
With a shared nod, the three of them turned to leave the Meeting Room, ready to embark on their next mission - to rescue Sora and confront the darkness that threatened to engulf the universe. As they walked down the corridors of the new Avengers HQ, Nat couldn't help but feel a renewed sense of purpose and hope. The road ahead would be filled with challenges and uncertainties, but with the Avengers by her side, she knew they could overcome anything.
However, before they could get to Twilight Town to reconnect with Axel and investigate Sora's slumbering body, the AI system picked up another transmission - this time from the front gate of the compound. Nat's annoyance was evident as she pressed the "accept" button on the holographic display floating in front of her. The CCTV video link appeared, showing the front gate of the Avengers compound and a familiar voice to Steve and Nat echoed through the projection.
"Oh! Hi. Hi! Is anyone home? This is Scott Lang. We met a few years ago, at the airport? In Germany? I got really big, and I had my mask on. You wouldn't recognize me."
Nat, Kairi, and Steve stared at the holographic CCTV footage in shock and disbelief. It couldn't be possible. Scott Lang, otherwise known as Ant-Man, was supposed to have been among those who vanished after the snap. Yet, there he stood, alive and well, with a slightly sheepish expression on his face.
"Scott? Is that really you?" Nat finally managed to speak, her voice tinged with both joy and disbelief.
"Yeah, yeah, it's me!" Scott replied, scratching the back of his head nervously. "I know it's been a while, and I really hope this is the right place because, you know, it's been a crazy day!."
Kairi and Steve exchanged glances, still trying to process the fact that one of their fallen comrades was standing right there before them.
"How is this possible?" Kairi asked, her voice filled with wonder.
Scott's face turned serious as he explained, "Well, it's a long story. Could you buzz me in?"