Welcome to the MCU! Phase 2!

by Zayden StormVoid

The sequel story to Welcome to the MCU covering all Phase 2 of the MCU! 'Nuff said. (Again) Izuku x Harem story, you have been warned! Other ships included. M-Rated for Bakugou cursing levels

7. Chapter 7

Chapter 7

Well, Howdy Partners! Sherrif StormVoid here, and I welcome you to another hoot'n hollering chapter of WELCOME TO THE MCU! PHASE 2!

...Sorry, for the cowboy act, I was feeling homesick.

But anyways, yep, another chapter of this 'wonderful' movie. And I completely get all those would wish to skip these next few chapters, this is not a fun movie to write about or react to, this movie has been branded as one of the worst MCU movies ever, though with Captain Marvel, some of the stuff that Phase 4 has churned out, i.e. Black Widow and Thor Love and Thunder, and now Phase 5 with Quantumania, I say that title might be contested. At least Eternals has the star power of the cast to have some immunity, Multiverse of Madness was decent at best, and She-Hulk was a show, not a movie.

By the by, have you guys seen that news revolving around Jonathon Majors, Kang's actor? Not sure what to feel since the Johnny Depp and Amber Heard fiasco has taught us not to listen to accusations immediately at face value, though I will say that it's weird that Majors is getting abandoned so easily by accusations alone, yet an infamous unfunny speedster has gotten away with so much shit, even when found guilty. Pfft, Hollywood, hypocritical and confusing as always.

Also, because I didn't get to say this in the previous chapters, RIP both Kevin Conroy and Lance Reddick. We lost both the greatest voice actor of Batman ever and not only a star of the Wired but Destiny's Commander Zavalla, as I knew him best. Thankfully, both guys at least finished some projects before their passing, Kevin Conroy having his last voice acting as Batman for the Suicide Squad game and Lance Reddick both completing his voice acting of Hellboy for the upcoming Hellboy game and the first season of Percy Jackson and the Olympians series as Zeus. Rest in peace guys, you were the best.

But anyways, last chapter, before we delved into the darkness of the Dark World, Bakugou confessed to Ibara that he was a bully and Ibara revealed in turn that she too was just like him and will help our exploding Pomeranian find forgiveness and redemption as she did. Then we stepped into the movie with four U.A. teachers not doing so well right off the bat. Aizawa, Mic, and Midnight have found out that Kurogiri is Shirakumo, and Tsukauchi is planning a visit to Tartaros to get to the bottom of this. Meanwhile, All Might and Gran Torino have found out that Frigga is Nana Shimura's counterpart, and not only are they happy and mournful of her appearance and memory, but we find out that Miruko is a huge fan of Shimura and has spotted a weird interaction between All Might and Midoriya. We had hijinks with jealous All Might watching Inko Foster's love life, Pony embarrassed by her counterpart, and something sparking between her and Todoroki, Melissa's and David's eyes scared at David Selvig's crazy nude scene, and the introduction and danger of not only the Dark Elves but also the Aether, otherwise known as the Reality Stone.

Now, we are starting the second part of this arduous journey, but first some responses to the reviews:

Hero of the Multiverse: A Hero's name is supposed to represent the Hero, not just with their superpowers, but what they stand for, their morals, ideals, and goals, and both of these things I took into account for Shimura's Hero name. Nimbus is a word associated with the sky, another for a rain cloud, and also a luminous vapor, cloud, or atmosphere about a god or goddess when on Earth. This association with the sky, clouds, and godly forces fits with Shimura's Quirk, Float, allowing her to float across the sky, not only like a cloud but with her strength and power thanks to One For All and her own beautifully muscular figure like a goddess. Additionally, a nimbus is also a radiant light or glory around a saint, sovereign, or divinity, and that radiant light and joy capture Nana well with her ideas about smiling, even when things are hard, not only to give strength to oneself but give a sense of peace to others, that everything will be alright. It's where All Might got his signature smile from and all these elements made me feel that such a name would be perfect for Shimura.

sevillabagus: I'll admit that in the writing process of this, I was conflicted on how much to write about Ibara being a former bully herself. I wanted it to be enough that she could connect to Bakugou easier but not enough that it would cause Ibara to be seen as dislikeable, so I perhaps was a bit lenient on Ibara's incident. However, to the saintly girl that Ibara is, just that one act would be enough for Ibara to think of herself as a bully, sort of in the line of thinking that she acted no better than the bully and thus became a bully herself, lashing out from her insecurities and turmoiled feelings. It is also different to know who someone bullied and having met that person beforehand and find out they were bullied by that someone, and she and the rest did here what Midoriya went through, being bullied every day for 11 years, so it wouldn't be hard for her to realize who the leading bully was and will have her thoughts on that.

Black Cross0: I'll likely have the date be about half of the final interlude chapter of Phase 2, since two movies are seen in one day, the date is on Saturday, and they are watching the last movie for the day on Wednesday. As I said, controversial to have someone as important as Kurogiri be the counterpart to an extremely forgettable Villain like the MCU's Malekith, but there are only so many characters, especially Villains that I compare them to and I already have most, if not all, the big dogs accounted for, so some have to be relegated to lesser roles like Dabi as Killian and Kurogiri as Malekith. I believe that the music you will want to search for is called Raeb's Lament, and now I can't help but picture a certain blue dwarf on one of those boats at the Viking funeral.

EmperorReading: Thanks for the support, you guys help keep me going in this long journey that I had committed. I used some of my own life experiences for Ibara's backstory, namely as a victim of bullying and learning to forgive said my bully and Ibara's mother to be rather similar to my own in some ways. Even with the smallest of characters with the smallest of impact, I put time and effort to decide who is whom, otherwise later down the line I can make a mistake and have one character that was perfect for one role already taken. Yeah, Malekith I felt was one of those characters with lots of potential and then a letdown in the end, like Taskmaster, so I am at least glad I can make something of this character interesting, even if it is in another universe, plus he seemed the perfect character to have the Shirakumo/Kurogiri reveal and tie it into the events of canon as the way they first discovered or investigated Kurogiri's identity. I compare Marvel at this point to be like a delectable ice cream that we enjoyed for a while but then too much of it too fast resulted in a painful backlash and what was once sweet and delicious has become bland and painful to bear. The only thing I could recommend to anyone of Phase 4 of Marvel would be No Way Home and Moon Knight.

MadTitan9: Sometimes the apologies for taking so long are also my own sake since I have so many ideas for the other movies and my other stories but it's my laziness that is keeping me from just doing it and thus I feel these long updates letting down not just you guys but myself. I have plans for Flect Turn in this phase, that much I can say. As I said, Bakugou's journey throughout the recent movies was on how that guilt of his of what he did to Izuku was eating him up and secrets can only stay hidden for long before they burst out, and it shows the level of care that Bakugou has for Ibara that he would be willing to tell her so that she didn't go into any relationship with him. The difference between her and Kirishima and the others is that Bakugou already has a relationship with them, especially being best friends with Kirishima and thus he has more to lose if he outs himself to the others. I would rather rip off my own ears and paste them over my eyes than suffer through Love and Thunder again and there are only so many Phase 4 movies that I can stomach and have them react to, that's why the fourth planned sequel story will be mostly about other franchises like the Tobey and Garfield Spider-Man movies, the X-Men, and more. If I could figure out how to redeem it and make major plot changes to the story, then I could consider putting Black Widow into the Phase 3 movies, the only problem being I have to fully watch the original to have a better sense of getting from A to new Z. I believe another problem with Quantumania is the overuse and horrible quality of CGI, especially for MODUCK, when This is Marvel who already gave us more hits than misses when it came to good CGI in the past three phases so to have this low quality for what is supposed to be the start of Phase 5, and don't get me started on the Phase 4 offenses like Love and Thunder and She-Hulk, was insulting at this point. Though I will agree that in this day and age finding a middle ground and acting as a mediator between two rival factions is getting slimmer and slimmer and you are either with us or against us, and this is true for politics, media, entertainment, everything.

And now, for the Index:

"Zayden." -Normal Dialogue

'Zayden.' -Mental or Internal Dialogue

"Zayden." -Flashback and Mental Flashback Dialogue

"Zayden." -Buff Might, Dark Shadow, and Movie Dialogue

"Zayden." -Comms, PA, and TV Dialogue

"Zayden." -F.R.I.D.A.Y. Dialogue

"Zayden." -Move Narration Dialogue

And finally, I do not own My Hero Academia, property of Horikoshi, who we all pray for his continued health not just because we want the series to be finished, and animated by Bones Studios who did alright with the last episodes of Season 6, especially the battle with the Lovely Lady Nagant, and I do not own the rights to the MCU movies, property, for better or worse, to Disney, Marvel Studios, and Sony on a few, and all credit to the movies belong to the directors, the actors and actresses, and studios that worked on them. So, if you want someone to blame something on these movies then blame them, or mostly the companies that pressure them for results too quickly and harshly.

With that all said, Let's Light this candle.

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Thor: The Dark World

Part 2: Dark Invasion

Third POV

Malekith's ship floated above the ash and black dirt-filled wastes of Svartalfheim. The leader of the Dark Elves looked around with disappointment and anger. He looked and knelt on the ground, scooping up the black dirt that may once have been a Dark Elf.

All Might almost felt insulted seeing Malekith look over the field where Asgard and the Dark Elf's forces faced as if the leader had any right to hold guilt or anger on his people's behalf, the same people he willingly sacrificed to spite Asgard's forces.

"Look upon my legacy, Algrim," Malekith spoke in his Elvan dialect to his lieutenant. "I can barely remember a time before the Light."

"Our survival will be your legacy," Algrim placed his hand on his commander's shoulder.

Filled again with rage, Malekith tossed the dirt to the ground and sprung up proclaiming, "The Asgardian will suffer as we have suffered. I will reclaim the Aether. I will restore our world. And I will put an end to this poisoned universe."

Tokoyami, Reiko, and Kuroiro pondered as they stared at the Dark Elves that seem to personify the revelry of the Dark, from the design of their ships, armor, and weapons, to their world, and their love and power of the Darkness. And yet to see such revelry be used for the prospect of war and destruction left a bitter taste in the three's mouths.

"So, these guys' whole motivation is that they like things dark, hate all the bright shit, and want to use that magic Kool-Aid-looking artifact to make everything dark again?" Miruko analyzed the Dark Elves' motivations with a raised eyebrow.

"I... suppose so," Ryukyu shrugged, slightly amused that Miruko compared a weapon of infinite power to Kool-Aid.

"Then these guys are just a bunch of emo shut-ins," Miruko said.

The three Revelers of the Dark were only slightly hurt by this statement, they were just mostly embarrassed and self-conscious that the phrase 'emo shut-ins' would have described them well.

Back on Asgard, a group of women stood before a table, Inko laying upon it as they overlooked her. Lines of orange energy appeared around the rectangular table. "What's that?" Inko asked as more constructs of energy formed above her.

"Heh, she sounds like a kid in a museum," Uraraka giggled, seeing the counterpart of the Midoriya matriarch act so giddy. "She reminds me of a lot of you, Deku."

Izuku blushed.

"Given she's a scientist on essentially an alien planet, I can understand the child-like curiosity," Melissa nodded, herself likewise as curious of the Asgardian technology as the astrophysicist.

"Be still," The lead witch advised. Inko stared in wonder as an orange outline of her was formed, with the red swirling cloud of the Aether registered inside. The witches continued to run their tests.

Recovery Girl perked up, realizing how these witches look to be the nurses/doctors of Asgard, inspecting closer how they work.

"It's almost like they are projecting a hologram of her insides," Momo analyzed the device that the witches were using. "I wonder if it's a quantum field generator," Momo whispered that part to herself.

"This is not of Earth. What is it?" Thor asked one of the witches.

"We do not know," The witch answered. "But she will not survive the amount of energy surging within her." Thor looked at her, the witch only giving him a consoling look, before walking away. Thor looked back at Inko with worry.

The diagnosis the two of them knew was coming, and they knew that it would be seriously bad, still, it made Izuku and All Might flinch and grip their armrests in fear of Inko's counterpart.

"That's a quantum field generator, isn't it?" Inko guessed, excited.

"It's a soul forge," The witch clarified.

"Does a soul forge transfer molecular energy from one place to another?" Inko asked her.

The witch looked back at her silently. "Yes," She replied, surprised.

Inko looked to Thor whispering with gleeful correctness "Quantum field generator."

Momo tried to subtly pump her fist in victory at her guess, yet was caught by both Kyoka and Midoriya, both of their smiles, teasing and amused, making the Yaoyorozu heiress blush with embarrassment.

All Might also smiled. For him, he found Inko's satisfied guess to be rather similar to her counterpart's son, Izuku, who he found to have a similar delight when one of his Quirk theories turns out to be right. It is a part of Midoriya's nerdish charm that he was glad to find in his mother's counterpart.

Thor smiled at her in kind. "My words are mere noise to you that you ignore them completely," Thor looked to see the words spoken were of a freshly arrived Odin.

"Uh oh," Toru said, worryingly. "Daddy's mad."

"While he could be mad that Thor disobeyed his orders of letting go of Miss Foster, he also might be mad by some nature of bringing an outsider, even if it is Miss Foster, to Asgard without his permission," Asui deduced.

"She's ill," Thor replied.

"She's mortal," Odin corrected. "Illness is their defining trait."

"I thought you guys weren't gods and immortal?" Setsuna fired back at the unresponsive Odin with a raised eyebrow, not liking the tone of superiority Odin was using against her crush's counterpart's mother.

"To Asgardians' millennia-long lifespans, humans could be seen as mortal by comparison," Recovery Girl explained. "It also could be that Asgardians are not subject to illnesses like humans."

"I brought her here because we can help her," Thor reasoned with his father while Inko looked disconcerted.

"She does not belong here in Asgard any more than a goat belongs at a banquet table," Odin snarked.

The sounds of rock cracking brought the mostly paling faces of the students over to one Izuku Midoriya, his armrest suddenly full of cracks and his forehead vein twitching. "I'm sorry. You compared my mother to what?" The way Midoriya growled at the end almost made them think they were looking at Bakugou instead. Hell, Bakugou looked also ready to blow up the screen for what the King of Asgard said to his Auntie.

All Might was likewise displeased at his counterpart's father comparing the love of his life to an animal-at least one not as intelligent or as civilized compared to Nezu-and felt that perhaps this unusual rudeness and air of superiority his wise King was showing was perhaps petty anger at Thor's disobedience at worst and fatherly worry for Thor at best.

Inko sat up from her table. "Did he just...who do you think you are?" Inko demanded, offended.

"I am Odin, King of Asgard. Protector of the Nine Realms," Odin introduced himself.

"Oh," Inko blinked, surprised and suddenly uneasy.

"Great response," Mina joked.

"Well, I'm-"

"I know very well who you are, Inko Foster," Odin cut her off, casting a side glance at his son.

"You told your dad about me?" Inko asked, slightly honored.

"Ooh, looks like Thor just increased Inko's respect and honor by a few points," Toru said, her voice slightly lowered to what the students could perceive as an impression of an announcer.

"Right you are, Hagakure, but it's unclear whether Foster will be detracted by Thor's daddy being kind of a dick," Mina replied with the same impression and one hand holding up to her lips an imaginary microphone and pressing her other hand to an equally imaginary headset.

"Are they joking about love like it's a sports game?" Momo inquired.

"You know them, they're the self-stylized masters of romance, after all," Kyoka rolled her eyes.

"Not that I want to think badly about them, but do you worry that they see their romance with Izuku and our Sisterhood to likewise be some kind of game to them?" Yaoyorozu whispered. It pained her to think of her friends so negatively like that, but it was a worry to both Izuku and the other girls that Momo needed to address.

Kyoka looked inquisitive for a moment before shaking her head. "Nah," Kyoka answered. "They talk a big game and like to fool around, but our thing with Green, something's different with them. The playful Mina we know would not be as bashful or admitting of her feelings for a boy, same with Toru. To be frank, those two are hopelessly in love with Green."

Momo smiled softly, glad to have her worries put to rest, but also that despite all their teasing and annoying habits and tendencies, that Kyoka truly held no ill will towards their classmates, and now fellow sisters of their recently formed Sisterhood. "They are not the only ones, are they?" Momo asked the obvious question.

Instead of collapsing into blushing denial, Kyoka still blushed though while smiling softly back and chuckled, to which Momo joined her.

"Something is within her, Father," Thor pressed the issue at hand. "Something I have not seen."

"Her world has its healers. They are called 'doctors'. Let them deal with it," Odin pointed out. "Guards, take her back to Midgard."

"I don't think they can solve how to get a parasitic source of infinite power out of her, chief," Hawks clicked his tongue at his counterpart's King.

As the guards approached her, Thor tried to call out, "No, I would not-" He failed to stop them as one touched her arm and another expulsion of energy blasted the guards away, bringing back Odin's attention.

"...touch her," Thor finished his sentence. Walking back to Inko's side, Thor asked, "Inko are you alright?"

"So, it blasted them away but not Thor?" Kosei questioned.

"As I said before, the Aether is reacting to Foster's emotions," Tokoyami repeated himself. "It sensed her displeasure and fear with the officers on Earth that wanted to arrest her, and it reacted here because they wanted to take Foster away from Thor against her wishes."

Inko barely gave off a "Yeah." and a slight nod through her tired face.

Odin came up to her, waving his hand over her arm, watching as a hissing red glow followed his hand. "That's impossible," Odin muttered in disbelief.

While Inko stared, the witch from before said, "The infection. It's defending her."

"No," Thor shook his head and correct her. "It's defending itself."

Inko looked at the three, stressed and afraid. "Come with me," Odin suddenly said.

"There are relics that pre-date the universe itself," Odin said as he led Thor and Inko through the halls of Asgard. "What lies within her appears to be one of them." The two walked into a room magical construct of a tree, its branches holding nine swirling stars or galaxies.

"Yggdrasil," Momo guessed, accurately. "Or at least an artistic recreation symbolizing the World Tree and its connection to the Nine Realms."

"Relics that pre-date the universe?" Nezu hummed, his eyes dancing left and right while his highly intelligent brain rattled the concept of anything pre-dating the universe that could be quantifiable.

"The Nine Realms are not eternal. They had a dawn," Odin opened a book, one with the images on the pages shifting and moving to them in another room. "As they will have a dusk. But before that dawn, the dark forces, the Dark Elves, reigned absolute and unchallenged." Odin flipped the page to show images of the Dark Elves, with their blank-faced white masks, white swords, and dark clothing.

"Wait does he mean that the Dark Elves came before the birth of the universe?" Ojiro questioned, scratching at his head.

"Who knows what existed before the Big Bang? Nothing but darkness, or blank white, maybe even something that defies all convention and meaning." Momo stated, her face lost in the possibilities.

"Okay, Philosoroyu." Mina rolled her eyes at, the nickname making Momo blush and pout at her indignantly.

"'Born of eternal night, the Dark Elves come to steal away the Light'." Thor read from the book. "I know these stories. Mother told them to us as children."

"Their leader, Malekith, made a weapon out of that darkness and it was called the Aether," Odin continued, pointing towards the red-cloaked Dark Elf, holding in his palm a mess of red energy and black spikes. "While the other relics often appear as stones, the Aether is mostly fluid and everchanging. It changes matter into dark matter, capable of bending reality to one's will. It seeks out host bodies, drawing strength from their life force."

Izuku frowned as he looked back at the similar objects of immense power that held a form of sentience in one way or another. 'Like the Tesseract and how it behaved erratically, to even the gem in Loki's scepter where it's implied it influenced the Avengers negatively.' Izuku recalled the scenes involving these items that do appear like stones of sorts.

'And now the Aether? Are they perhaps all connected as pre-universe relics?' Izuku began writing down on his page about the stones, noting how the Tesseract held similar reality-bending abilities, but mostly toward space and energy as F.R.I.D.A.Y. even admitted, while the gem in Loki's scepter only displayed thus far the ability to affect the minds of others. 'I don't know, but I have this itch in the back of my mind that I'm onto something here.'

"Malekith sought to use the Aether's power to return the universe to one of darkness," Odin informed them, flipping the page to one where an image of Malekith showed the Aether in his hands, the golden lines and swirls that represented the realms and the universe turning black.

"With such abilities to rewrite and bend reality itself, it would be the perfect tool for Malekith to achieve this goal," David muttered.

"But, after eternities of bloodshed, my father, Bor, finally triumphed, ushering in a peace that lasted thousands of years," Odin finished the story.

"What happened?" Inko questioned.

Odin looked at her. "He killed them all."

Izuku frowned. Despite witnessing the war with everyone present, a part of him still believed that there must have been at least some Dark Elves that didn't wish to achieve such a horrible goal. A stubborn hope that there may have been goodness in some of the Dark Elves and were just horribly misguided tools for Malekith.

'You thought the same with Bakugou and your dad and look what happened.' That dark taunting voice in his head mocked. Izuku tried his best to ignore it again, yet still flinching about how true that hope for seeing and reuniting with his father and reconciling with Bakugou all those years seemed fruitless.

In the end, Izuku still felt that the complete genocide of an entire species seemed too high a price for peace.

"Are you certain?" Thor asked. "The Aether was said to have been destroyed with them, and yet here it is."

"They said that the Aether was destroyed too?" Kosei said, confused.

"Perhaps this King Bor wished for everyone to believe the Aether was destroyed as to dissuade those who would seek out its power for similarly dark purposes," Ectoplasm reasoned.

"The Dark Elves are dead," Odin repeated, stubborn and absolute.

"Yeah, about that," Mineta chimed in, remembering the scenes with the reawaken Dark Elves.

"Is it me or does Odin seem a lot more stubborn and bullheaded in this movie than in the last one?" Sero asked.

"Like father like son, I suppose," Shoji shrugged. "Or perhaps he is holding onto the faith he must feel for his own father, Bor, that it is blinding him emotionally."

"Does your book happen to mention how to get it out of me?" Inko bothered to ask.

"No, it does not" Odin replied, closing the book and walking away, leaving the two unsatisfied and even more worried.

"Well, poop," Nejire pouted.

Eri sniffled. "I-I don't want Grandma Inko to...to..." She started to shiver, her lips quivering and her eyes watering.

Aizawa brought the girl to his chest and hugged her, petting her hair as he rested his chin lightly on hers. "Don't worry, kid," Aizawa muttered. "Your Grandma is still here, alive and well. Besides, if Thor is anything like your 'Grandpa Might' then he will stubbornly find a way to keep her safe."

Eri seemed to calm down, drawing looks of gratitude from the girl's surrogate Papa and Grandpa, ones Aizawa accepted with a nod. Midnight and Mic smiled sadly at the scene too, proud at Aizawa becoming more emotionally open with others, yet couldn't help but sadly compare this fatherly Aizawa to Shirakumo taking care of Sushi, the very same cat Oboro found and is currently in Midnight's care.

Meanwhile, above the world of Svartalfheim, while the constant eclipse of their star bathed them in the faint light, Malekith's ship hovered just above the clouds.

"Huh, so that's why Svartalfheim is called the Dark World," Mic muttered, looking at the perpetual eclipse of the sun.

"The worlds are nearly aligned," Algrim spoke in the Elven tongue, inspecting the readings in front of him that showed the Nine Realms nearly in alignment.

Malekith drew out his blade and stared at it with reluctance. "You will be the last of the Kursed," Malekith spoke towards Algrim turning towards him.

"That guy is going to be like those giant hulking things?" Kinoko asked, worryingly.

'Just like the man becoming that cursed Nomu.' All Might thought bitterly, imagining All For One and Dr. Garaki, whom many of them already assume is the doctor behind the Nomu, standing over both Shirakumo and Mogami, experimenting on them before becoming the Kurogiri and USJ Nomu they know today.

"Let my life be sacrificed," Algrim responded, turning towards his master, Dark Elves standing guard to their side. "It is no less than our people did, or you have done."

As Algrim stood before him, Malekith was silent. Then he struck, stabbing his blade into Algrim's side, drawing blood and grunts from the dark-skinned Elf.

"Woah, woah, why the hell did he do that?" Kamakiri raised an eyebrow at the sudden stabbing. "Wasn't he that dude's friend or something?"

Algrim hissed in pain. Malekith removed the blade, pressing his forehead against his lieutenant's.

"Are they-" Mina pointed her finger at the two.

"Don't know," Edgeshot responded. "We are unsure of their customs or the history with these two, but at best it seems that this Malekith and Algrim are close enough to where this sacrifice of sorts would be a bitter act, if not a necessary one, in their eyes."

"You will be reborn in darkness, Kursed to this existence until it consumes you," Malekith declared, a Dark Elf behind him placing in Malekith's palm the glowing magma rock.

"It's one of those magma rocks that turn the Dark Elves into those Kursed, as he is calling them," Itsuka noted.

Malekith stuck the rock into Algrim's insides, Algrim holding back grunts of anguish to the best of his strength for his commander. "Until then, no power our enemies possess can stop you," Malekith assured his friend.

"I see," Jurota muttered. "Malekith stabbed Algrim so that they could plant the Kursed rock into his insides, likely to store it until he needs it to become a Kursed, or to hide it."

"But why hide it?" Honenuki asked. "Why not just turn into one of those big goliaths right now?"

"I will tear down their defenses and ensure your return to a universe reborn," Algrim declared devotedly.

"Tear down their defenses?" Shoda repeated. "Does he mean Asgard's defenses?"

With but a nod, Malekith let go of his lieutenant, looking to his right where a Dark Elf came up with a horned helmet. Outside the main ship, smaller, thinner ones, with a small area for the cockpit and a long blade, came out and flew off toward their destination.

Heimdall stood in wait as Fandral and Volstagg leaped out of the Bifrost alongside a few Einherjar and marauders from Vanaheim. "Acting as caretakers to these scoundrels is beneath us," Volstagg scoffed at their prisoners.

"Oh please! If they were beneath you, my rotund friend, they'd all be dead," Fandral laughed.

Meanwhile, all of them were unaware that among the marauders one stood out: one who bore red armor and the very same red helm that Algrim was given.

"They disguised Algrim as one of those Marauders, so he would be taken inside Asgard, behind their defenses, so he can transform inside and wreak havoc, potentially distracting them for an invasion," Monoma realized, eyes widening.

"But wait, how did the Dark Elves know about those Marauders in the first place?' Setsuna blinked at the sudden plot hole she was noticing. "Did they scout the Nine Realms in advance?"

Manga's question mark on his text bubble head and his shrugged shoulders were the perfect encapsulation of the confusion the whole audience shared.

"But also, why can't Heimdall spot that that helmeted dude is a Dark Elf?" Kaminari asked. "Can't he pretty much see everything?"

"There is a difference between being able to see everything and seeing everything," Aizawa spoke up. "As far as his powers have been explained thus far, Heimdall needs to know what he is looking for to be able to see it, and he doesn't know that the Dark Elves exist currently, so he wouldn't know to look at the Marauder as anything different than the others."

"Pretty much like my feathers," Hawks nodded. "These babies can help me hear and sense everything around me, but I need for them to actively look around for me to hear or sense those things."

Yet, despite agreeing with how his counterpart can't see the Dark Elf, Hawks frowned, still displeased with how as the Watchman of the Gods, he failed to notice this massive threat. Fatgum and Edgeshot, too, also frowned in their displeasure at their counterparts leading the disguised Dark Elf inside Asgard.

The Asgardian guards escorted the prisoners and the hidden Dark Elf into an area filled with pearl-white cells, the prisoners inside held in place by yellow runic forcefields. "Keep in line! Move it!" The guards shouted at the prisoners.

"Odin continues to bring me new friends," Loki scoffed as he looked on from his cell, arm at his back. "How thoughtful."

"The books I sent. Do they not interest you?" Frigga's voice replied to him. Loki turned to meet his mother as she stood in the middle of the room.

"I thought Loki wasn't allowed to see Frigga again?" Uraraka asked.

"If she is anything like my mentor, not even a King's demands would keep her away," All Might replied, his voice full of fondness for Shimura's stubborn convictions and motherly care for him.

Izuku felt a wave of love and fondness waft over his mind and body. Izuku smiled, knowing that these feelings were coming from Shimura inside One For All, reacting positively to All Might's words.

"Is that how I am to while away eternity? Reading?" Loki questioned her.

"I've done everything in my power to make you comfortable, Loki," Frigga replied.

"I'll say," Tsukauchi muttered. "That has to be the most comfortable jail cell I've ever seen."

"Have you?" Loki inquired further, leaning on the chain between them. "Does Odin share your concern?" Frigga raised an eyebrow at him. "Does Thor? It must be so inconvenient, them asking after me day and night."

Monoma flinched at his counterpart's attitude toward his other-worldly mother. 'Just stop being a proud asshole for once and accept her charity and compassion!' Monoma mentally yelled at his counterpart.

"You know full well it was your actions that brought you here," Frigga reminded him.

"My actions?" Loki raised his eyebrow at her. "I was merely giving truth to the lie that I had been fed my entire life: that I was born to be a king."

"Technically, it was true, just not of the kingdom he wanted," Asui pointed out. "And then, with the help of those aliens, wanted to one over Earth just to get back at his brother."

"A king? A true king admits his faults." Frigga quizzed him. "What of the lives you took on Earth?"

"A mere handful compared to the number that Odin has taken himself," Loki retorted in his defense.

Aizawa and Midnight frowned, hearing Loki dismiss the death of Mic's counterpart so flippantly.

"Two wrongs don't make a right," All Might rebuttal Loki's defense. "To justify one's actions by comparing them to the wrongdoings of another is a weak defense."

"Agreed," Edgeshot nodded. "And we are currently unaware if the lives Odin has taken were unprovoked or a consequence of war he did not start?"

"Your father-" "HE'S NOT MY FATHER!" Loki's roar cut Frigga off.

All Might frowned, angry at Loki for his tone towards their shared mother in that world, but also witnessing the rage and bitterness that his brother still holds towards himself and Odin.

Frigga stared at him, stoically. "Then am I not your mother?" She inquired him again.

Her words stabbed Monoma's heart further than Loki's knives.

Loki's rage dimmed, his eyes blinking as he held back any emotion that threatened to leak. "You're not," He agreed.

And deeper the wounds to his heart Monoma felt from his own counterpart's response.

Frigga gave a sad chuckle, but of herself or him, Loki could not decide. "You're always so perceptive about everyone but yourself," Frigga exposed the truth about her adopted son.

Loki sighed and walked up to her. Looking at her outstretched hands to him, Loki swiped through one of them, the illusion that was Frigga staring at him sadly before disappearing, leaving Loki in silence and bitterness.

"Wait, so was that illusion of Frigga created by Loki for him to talk to?" Toru asked.

"No, given how he is, if it was made by Loki, he probably would have wanted Frigga to agree with him to prove himself right in his mother's eyes," Izuku replied. "Here she disagreed and dissected the truth out of him like she was a different person wanting to talk to him. It could be that Frigga has a similar power or magic to Loki, or one that she taught him, and uses it to come to visit him without Odin's or Thor's knowledge."

The knowledge that his counterpart's adopted mother risked so much as to disobey the orders of her husband and king to visit him and make him more comfortable only served to wound Monoma's soul even further. Well, that and how true sounding, for both his counterpart and himself, to make an illusion of someone to have them agree with him.

"When you came for me, you knew I was in trouble," Inko figured as she and Thor walked along the streets of Asgard, Inko clothed in Asgardian robes and Thor with a cloak over his armor.

"Heimdall had lost sight of you," Thor explained. "You were no longer on Earth."

"How is that possible?" Inko asked her umpteenth question to date.

"I believe you were, and you weren't," Thor stated, the two stopping by a ledge overlooking the waters and scenery of Asgard. "The Nine Realms travel within Yggdrasil, orbiting Midgard much the way your planets orbit the sun."

"Heh, sort of like the whole universe revolves around us kind of thinking," Rin chuckled.

"I guess," Sen shrugged. "Still weird to think of planets from lightyears away somehow revolving around our planet because of sort of cosmological magical tree."

Taking Inko's hands in his own, Thor continued, "And every 5,000 years, the worlds align perfectly, and we call this the Convergence." Thor placed his large hands over Inko's dainty ones, his fingers and palm aligned with her own in reference. Thor and Inko gazed into each other's eyes with love.

"Ooooh! This is so cute!" Toru could barely contain her squeal at the romantic scene.

"Heh, at least this version of yourself has a better way to explain important things," Gran Torino snickered, still amused/annoyed at how idiotic Toshinori was in explaining and training his protege how to use One For All that he had to step up to do it.

All Might had accepted the thinly veiled criticism of his teaching methods in favor of savoring the scene between the different versions of himself and Inko. He also reminded himself to try this out on their next date.

"During this time, the borders between worlds become blurred," Thor answered her question. "It's possible you found one of these points. We are lucky that it remained open. Once the worlds pass out of alignment," Thor shifted his hand leftward, his fingers and palm no longer aligned with Inko's. "Then the connection is lost."

"This is a rather dangerous event to occur," Kamui muttered, his hand over his chin. "This means until the Convergence has passed, then there runs the risk of civilians accidentally passing through portals into other worlds where there exist dangerous creatures that would harm them and lost with no way of knowing how to return-"

"Shh, you're ruining the moment," Mount Lady clasped a finger over where Kamui's mouth would be under his mask.

Inko stared at their hands, clasping her fingers around his hand and his with hers in return. They stared at each other again, leaned in, and shared a sweet kiss.

The girls all practically devolved into a bunch of squealing gooey-eyed versions of themselves, all of them practically vibrating and blushing at the kiss. Most of the guys either awkwardly shifted at the romance or just appreciated the scene with small smiles.

Izuku was somewhere in between, feeling somewhat weird seeing this romantic side between his mother and surrogate father figure, almost wanting to gag and cover his eyes-like Kouta next to him-but seeing the happiness the two here shared and the happiness he got a glimpse of All Might's photo with his mom warmed the verdant-haired teen's heart, smiling softly and hoping the best for both versions of his parents.

The two ended their connection and Inko said, "I like the way you explain things."

Izuku froze at the words spoken of her mother's counterpart, his mind taking him inward as he self-reflected on things he enjoyed listening to. Kyoka and her notes and passion for music, Momo and her studies, Mei and Melissa's 'babies' and inventions, Uraraka and her plans for opening a successful agency, Nejire detailing her time in Ryukyu's agency or the fun adventures of the Big 3, Mina and her dance lessons. With each and every one of them, he remembered how intently he listened, how much he enjoyed seeing them speak with such passion, drive, and joy about the things they care about. Even listening to Asui talking about her fun times with her siblings, or entertaining Toru as she talked about gossip and her Quirk, even recently with Setsuna on how they felt about each other, their teasing and banter with each other, each of them was different in their own right, but all of them gave him the same feeling that Foster showed.

'Love.' Izuku found the word. 'That's the only word I can think of.' His heart throbbed at his answer, but not a wrong throb, but rather one that felt right.

Izuku looked over at Eri, seeing her smile adorably at the romantic scene going on. Another person he enjoyed and loved to talk and spend time with. A different kind of love, but love, nonetheless. 'I guess I don't need to think about this any further. I know how I feel about them. Now,' Izuku looked toward the women of his affection. 'I just have to find a way to say it. Not just to me, but to them.'

"What's going to happen to me?" Inko asked, her worry and fear returning.

"I'll find a way to save you, Inko," Thor promised.

"Your father said there was-"

"My father doesn't know everything," Thor stopped and reassured her.

"Then the name 'AllFather' is false advertisement," Shinsou muttered.

"The only true wisdom is in knowing you know nothing," Nezu quoted. "Socrates."

"Don't let him hear you say that" The two turned to the voice and found Frigga smiling at them.

"Inko Foster, please meet Frigga, Queen of Asgard, and my mother," Thor introduced his mother.

Inko grew immediately flustered and bowed to her. "Hi."

Toru's invisible eyes blinked. "Huh," She muttered.

"What is it, Toru?" Uraraka asked.

"Oh, it's probably nothing but...don't you think that those two look rather alike?" Toru asked, her shirtsleeve pointing back and forth between Inko and Nana's counterparts.

The perceptive acknowledgment from the invisible girl served to have the rest of the group notice the similarities between the two, from the similar eyes to some slight comparisons in their facial structure. After remembering Shimura's appearance in the image F.R.I.D.A.Y. showed, the similarities only grew with the similar hairstyle.

Miruko's ears perked up, her eyes inquisitively gazing over at Midoriya as if trying to find anything on the outside that would identify him as Shimura's possible grandchild. 'Then there was that weird exchange between him and All Might, who admitted to seeing Nimbus as a mother figure,' Miruko narrowed her blood-red eyes at the nervous-looking boy. 'Izuku Midoriya. You're becoming quite the interesting find.'

Todoroki's brain was going haywire as he theorized. If anyone had looked at the scarred boy and how his eyes danced around, they would think that mathematical equations and theories were flying around him. 'Is this Nana Shimura actually related to Midoriya and his mother?' Todoroki questioned internally. 'Then what does that mean for the Dad-Might theory? Could All Might have gotten with Mrs. Midoriya because she is his mother figure's child? Wouldn't that be incest, in a way? Or would it just cement Shimura as All Might's mother as mother-in-law? That could explain the fondness between All Might and Shimura and make sense with Midoriya being both the secret love child of All Might, but also the secret grandson of Nana Shimura...'

As Todoroki kept theorizing, some of his theories he let mumbled out in whispers, which Ojiro overheard, being right next to him, and sweatdrop at those that he managed to make out.

Izuku frowned, his face inquisitive as well. 'All Might did say that Mom reminded him of Shimura. Could there be more than just a coincidence?' Izuku tried to rack his brain about his family tree, only remembering off the top of his head that his mother said that her parents had died before he was born and that his biological father's, Hisashi Midoriya's, family had passed away a long time ago.

Izuku made a mental note to talk about this with her the next time they see each other. Well, perhaps after the inevitable talk about her dating All Might without telling him.

Meanwhile, back in the prison, Loki lay on his bed, casually tossing and catching something to pass the boredom of eternal imprisonment.

Hawks blinked, rubbing his eyes as he tried to register what he thought he just say out of the corner of the scene. 'W-Was that...Thor? And...a raccoon?' Hawks thought to have seen the God of Thunder from the corner of the screen, alongside what looked like a raccoon walking on two feet; however, the Winged Hero shook his head. 'Nah, I must be seeing things. The dude looked too fat and hobo-ish to be Thor.'

Inside another cell, Algrim reached into the hole in his side, digging and ripping out the Kursed rock. With a final resolve, he clenched the rock in his fist and spasmed, his body covered in increasing burns. The prisoners with him quickly noticed and banged on the runic forcefield, trying to get the attention of the guards.

"Oh, shit," Mineta cursed.

Loki stopped his pastime distraction when he heard the commotion and the flickering of the lights. As the screams got more desperate, he rolled off the bed and peeked out to see what it was.

Finally, Algrim roared and exploded, a wave of black smoke barreling into his fellow prisoners and knocking them all to the ground. Algrim screamed as he shifted and morphed into his armor and helm, rocky spikes and armor growing from his bare body. The creature slammed his fists into the ground over and over, before roaring out no longer Algrim but a Kurse.

All Might frowned, the roars of this creature not too dissimilar to the USJ Nomu he sent flying at the beginning of the school year.

The guards heard and ran towards the cell. Kurse grabbed one of the prisoners and slammed him against the runic shield, the prisoners screaming as the runes burned against his flesh. The guards arrived in time for Kurse to slam his fist against the flickering forcefield and destroyed it.

"What the-How?!" Kaminari exclaimed.

"Those runes must function similar to a forcefield to keep its prisoners in and a form of negative punishment to keep prisoners from trying to slam on the field," Melissa began explaining. "But with both Algrim's strength and that other prisoner wearing out the runes, it left the field weakened enough to destroy."

Tossing aside the prisoner, Kurse walked out of the cell. The guards attacked, one slamming his sword into his shoulder, but Kurse didn't seem to notice or care. Instead, the monster grabbed both of the guards by their necks, lifting them into the air, and, as his hands glowed like magma, the youthful faces of the guards quickly shriveled and decayed.

Aizawa frowned at the fate of those guards, with the attack making Aizawa tempted to scratch at his elbow where Shigaraki had decayed part of it during the USJ attack.

The deed done, Kurse dropped the dead guards, huffing as he smacked away the sword sticking to his shoulder, walking away from the shriveled, burnt faces of the deceased.

"So, super strength, durability, and likely super speed and jumping from the Kurse from the beginning of the video," Izuku wrote down Kurse's abilities. "And with that decaying power in his hands, this guy would be incredibly dangerous to attack head-on." Izuku frowned, recalling when he faced down and was nearly killed by the USJ Nomu, staring up at his wide, creepy eyes. 'It's like the Nomu and Shigaraki combined,'

Kurse walked up towards another of the cells, inspecting the imprisoned marauders. Making up his mind, Kurse raised his fist and punched through the runes, destroying the forcefield and releasing the prisoners. As the marauders escaped, Kurse would continue to break through shield and shield and release more prisoners.

"He's letting the prisoners out!" Kouta exclaimed.

"He is creating as much havoc and chaos inside Asgard's walls to distract, weaken, and redirect their defenses and leave them off-guard for Malekith's invasion," Iida analyzed.

"To the dungeons!" An Einherjar ordered, he and a squad of Asgardians grabbed weapons from the barracks and rushed down to the dungeons filled with riotous prisoners.

Loki walked up to the shield of his cell, looking at former prisoners escaping and Kurse marched up to his cell. Kurse inspected the God of Mischief, contemplating, while Loki smirked at him, devilishly. After a few moments of consideration, Kurse lowered his arm and walked away. Loki watched him go, no change in his expression. Instead, he said, "You might want to take the stairs to the left."

As prisoners and guards fought, Kurse looked back at Loki, the two staring at and analyzing each other. With a flicker, begrudging nod in his eyes, Kurse changed course and took the stairs to the left.

"Why is Loki helping them?" Pony asked.

"He is the God of Mischief, and this chaos still benefits him by being a thorn in Odin's and Thor's sides," Itsuka answered.

Monoma groaned at his counterpart's actions, a dark pit in his gut all but yelling at him that something bad is gonna happen of this that he will regret immensely.

Thor, Frigga, and Inko heard the sounds of alarming bells. "The prisons," Frigga guessed.

"Loki," Thor realized.

"Does he think that Loki is the cause of the prison break?" Toru asked.

"Whether or not he believes that is irrelevant," Tokoyami replied. "If Loki escapes, his doing or not, it spells nothing but chaos and trouble."

"Go," Frigga said to Thor. "I will look after her."

Nodding at each other, Thor took off, shedding his cloak, and leaping, corkscrew style, off the ledge and caught his hammer, flying towards the prison.

"That was a magnifique takeoff," Aoyama complimented.

Volstagg and Fandral joined the guards in fighting the rioting marauders, smacking with Volstagg's axe and their fists, and slicing with Fandral rapier.

"It's as if they resent being imprisoned!" Fandral exclaimed, jokingly appalled.

"Well, of course, they would," Mic shrugged. "What other option did they have?"

"Execution," Aizawa grimly replied.

Volstagg smacked one into a pillar with the pointed tip of his axe and slammed the blade into the shoulder of another. "There's no pleasing some creatures."

One marauder tried to slam into the barrier of Loki's cell, bouncing off uselessly while Loki just sat by the ledge and read his book.

Thor landed in the middle of the fighting, the marauders backing off in caution.

"Heh, they still remember me destroying that Kronan of theirs into pieces," Toshinori smirked.

"Return to your cells, no further harm will come to you. You have my word," Thor tried to negotiate. His kindness was met with a fist across the face.

"Oh, now they want to fight against him?" Pixie Bob raised an eyebrow at the Marauders' inconsistency.

"I suppose their desire for freedom overwrote any concerns of the promise of pain from Thor," Tiger shrugged.

The Avenger quickly recovered and grabbed the guilty party by the back of the head, Mjolnir pressed against the marauder's chin. "Very well, you do not have my word." Thor slammed it onto the marauders and sent him flying.

Another grabbed at his back, but Thor shook him off and kicked another back. He smacked the one that grabbed at him with the butt of his shoulder, dodging a swing from another, before grabbing the fool's neck and swiftly twisting it, snapping the neck easily, and slamming Mjolnir on the foe to his back, the marauder falling to the ground.

"I know that we should accept these versions of us, like Midori, to kill their enemies at times, but I don't think I could get used to seeing someone like All Might do that," Mina frowned, rubbing at her neck.

All Might had to agree with the pink student. There were very few times where All Might considered using full lethal force on his enemies, much less actually doing it. As a Hero, and a shining example of one for many of his and the future generations, he used lethal force as an absolute last resort against Villains, to hold back unless there was absolutely no choice. The only one he fully intended on killing outright was All For One in their first clash and he wouldn't deny the desire of killing him again during their last fight, stopping himself when realizing he would be locked up in Tartaros after this and the negative impact it would leave for the Symbol of Peace to murder a beaten foe in cold blood.

Seeing his counterpart snap the Marauder's neck had a more conscious and visceral impact than the Chitauri, Frost Giants, and the Kronan. He excused those instances as a consequence and necessity of war, the Frost Giants for his counterpart's change of heart, and the Kronan for the positive impact of getting the Marauders to surrender in the first place. Now, it felt harder for the former Symbol of Peace to excuse, knowing that he could have easily knocked the brute out, with the only possibility being the knowledge that his counterpart is a trained warrior from a more Viking-related culture with less willingness to hold themselves back. It was a poor excuse in his mind, but one he had to accept and swallow.

"Send a squadron to the weapons vault," Odin ordered, accompanying a group of Einherjar. "Defend it at all costs. Secure the dungeon."

"Odin," The AllFather turned to his approaching wife and Inko Foster.

"Frigga." Odin greeted her. "Go!" He ordered the Einherjar, and they left to fulfill his orders. "A skirmish. Nothing to fear."

"You've never been a very good liar," Frigga replied.

"That's surprising given that this is Odin, who in the myths was just as deviously tricksy as Loki, a shapeshifter, and would use his disguises to spy on his enemies and spread misinformation," Iida commented.

"Well, she could mean that he's not a good liar to her," Uraraka suggested.

"Take her to your chambers," Odin ordered his queen, while Lady Sif marched on with her men and spotted the mortal Foster. The two regarded each other curiously, but Inko looked back to Odin, while Sif put the jealousy out of her mind. "I'll come for you when it's safe."

"Ooh, looks like other you is giving All Might's honey bunny some side eye," Miruko teased, grinning. "Jealous much?"

Ryukyu pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed. "I will never hear the end of this, will I?" She asked.

"Meh. Not until I get bored watching you squirm," Miruko shrugged.

"So, never," Ryukyu said as a fact rather than a question.

Miruko's reply was taking out a carrot and chomping on it, pretending to ignore how true her friend was.

"You take care," Frigga advised him.

"Despite all I have survived, my queen still worries over me," Odin lovingly cusped his wife's cheek.

"It's only because I worry over you that you have survived," Frigga quipped back, lovingly as well.

Gran Torino snickered, smirking softly at how familiar that quip was. He remembered almost getting side slammed by a Villain in hiding, only for Shimura to strike the thug away and reply with a similar joke with that damn smile of hers that he missed.

Frigga and Inko passed by a group of Einherjar, Frigga sneakily stealing a sword from one of them. "Listen to me now, I need you to do everything I ask, no questions," Frigga whispered to Inko. To Foster, she saw in Frigga's eyes a note of knowledge, like she knew exactly what was going to happen.

Despite this suspicion, Inko nodded to the queen. "Yes, ma'am."

The happiness from fond memories suddenly evaporated to suspicion in Gran Torino's eyes. He saw that look in Frigga's eyes as if she knew exactly what was going to happen. All Might frown and concern grew exponentially, recognizing the same thing Torino did, especially with how that knowing look was the last one Toshinori saw Shimura have.

Meanwhile, over by the Bifrost, an invisible ship from Malekith's slowly crossed passed the golden dome. Despite being unable to see it, Heimdall picked up the sound of humming engines.

"Wait, hold on, what gives other me?" Hawks raised an eyebrow and frowned. "You can see everything but you can't see that ship?"

"Perhaps this cloaking technology the Dark Elves possess can render themselves invisible to your eyes," Endeavor suggested.

"Endeavor is correct," F.R.I.D.A.Y. spoke up. "The cloaking technology of the Dark Elves do make them invisible to all kinds of detection, even the watchful eyes of Heimdall. In fact, the entirety of Svartalfheim is unseeable to Heimdall's eyes."

"Bullshit," Hawks muttered. He was still salty about it but accepted it, nonetheless.

His suspicions founded, the Watchman of Asgard rushed out of the dome, running up to and jumping off to one of the intricate archways of the bridge. Running up along it, Heimdall jumped off the end, pulling out his daggers and stabbing them onto the side of the invisible ship. The invisibility was shut off upon its reveal, smoke, and flame bursting out from where Heimdall stabbed.

"Hey, at least other you isn't deaf enough not to hear the roar of their engines, so chill out," Miruko said to Hawks.

Looking down at the glowing red of the cockpit or power source, Heimdall slid down towards it, tossing his knives through, backing up as a plume of fire and smoke burst out. Deciding enough was needed, the Asgard's First Defense leaped off and landed on the Rainbow Bridge, the ship crashing and exploding in front of him.

Hawks smirked, at least content that he could fulfill his duty and keep Asgard safe from that ship. Although, Hawks frowned as he wondered, 'Wait, didn't that big Dark Elf ship let out more-'

Heimdall panted, assure the threat was dealt with...only to turn around as the encroaching shadow from behind and witness Malekith's flagship hovering behind him in the sky. Heimdall was forced to watch, unable to reach, as more of the same ships passed by him and towards Asgard.

"Oh shit," Hawks cursed, his teeth gnarled at his failure to notice that humongous ship and let those other tinier ships fly past him. "The one time I don't have wings."

"They are heading toward the city!" Pony cried out.

Three of the ships, manned by two pilots each, raced through the buildings of Asgard with frightful speed. Upon reaching a tight crevice or passage, the ship would shift the bladed part of it vertically or horizontally, slipping through seamlessly.

"Huh, interesting design and function," Power Loader cupped his chin, reluctantly impressed with the Dark Elves and their technology.

As they flew closer, Asgardian rail guns fired upon them, firing bolts of yellow runic energy.

"THEY HAVE RAIL GUNS?!" Mei exclaimed in delight; stars added to the crosshairs of her eyes.

The Dark Elf ships evaded the bolts, weaving through them with ease. One of the ships flew towards one of the pillars where a rail gun fired from, shifting the blade of the ship horizontally, cleaving through the pillar as it passed by and taking the pillar down.

"While that is so cool, those Dark Elf ships are evading them too easily." Melissa analyzed the ships. "Their thin width, speed, and how they shift the ship are making it easy for them to evade the guns and infiltrate a city and evade their defenses."

Asgardian ships took to the sky to chase after the Dark Elf ships, firing on them with their guns. One was close to striking one down, only to get blindsided and cleave through by another Dark Elf ship.

"And those blades also serve a purpose in destroying anything in their path, be it tower defenses or other ships, and with their speed, they wouldn't worry too much about crashing and destroying themselves unless the structure was too dense and wide," Izuku joined Melissa in his analysis.

Asgardian ships chased after the three, firing missiles at them. The closest one tried to evade only to get caught by the missiles and explode with the Dark Elves with it.

"They are, however, not invincible." David Shield pointed. "If they can at least get locked and fired on by tracking weapons like missiles, they could get overwhelmed."

One of the Dark Elf ships turned around and avenged its fallen brethren by cleaving through the Asgardian ship.

Heimdall stabbed his longsword into the dome's mechanism, lighting a golden glow all over him. Inside the palace, another dome-like object turned on, starting to spin around and activate, while outside, a golden dome surrounded the main Asgardian castle.

"Wait, so that forcefield Heimdall activated, was the only way to activate it and it was really on the literal edge of the city and the first place that could get destroyed if an invasion like this occurred?" Death Arms questioned, incredulously.

"Normally, Heimdall would have spotted any threat toward the city coming and I doubt that destroying his station would turn off this forcefield," Kamui explained. "Given it is protecting the castle, there must be a power source inside."

One of the remaining Dark Elf ships zoomed as fast as it could towards the castle as the forcefield rose, it even shifted the blade to its horizontal side, but, unfortunately for it, the shield rose in time for the ship to crash in a blaze of glory, while the third and final one rose in time to not crash.

"Heh, guess that's one way of going out in a blaze of glory," Hawks smirked, rather vindictively.

Back inside the palace, a trail of withered and burnt husks of Einherjar lay strewn across the halls toward a large set of doors, where Kurse had finished doing the same towards a final remaining soldier. The Kursed Dark Elf walked up to the power source of the forcefield outside, inspected it, and then smashed his fists into it, the forcefield buckling instantly, and with an explosion, the power source was destroyed, and the forcefield with it.

"Well, shit," Pixie Bob cursed, frowning. "Any hopes that explosion killed that son of bitch?"

Ragdoll shook her head. "Wouldn't count on it."

"Although, how did he find the power source or even know where it was?" Setsuna asked.

Monoma could only groan, resigning to it being his fault that the Kursed ended up finding it due to his directions, as well as condemning those soldiers to a gruesome end.

Evading the rail guns from both the city and the palace, the ship shifted horizontally just as the forcefield lowered, weaving through heavy fire and ramming straight for the opening in the front. Asgardians, both civilians and soldiers, tried to evade and run from the ship as it crashed into the throne room, crashing through multiple pillars and trampling over anyone in its path.

All Might growled, his hands clenched tight at his armrest. 'How dare they invade my home, attack my people,' All Might's fury grew with every injustice being done and realized in his mind. 'And all to come after my Inko!'

Eventually, the ship spun around once and slid to a stop, in front of a group of Einherjar. Thor, Fandral, and Volstagg felt the rumbling of the ship's entry from the dungeons. The two trading glares, Thor looked back to see Loki still in his cell.

"Oh, honestly, is it truly the time for sibling rivalry, now?!" Recovery Girl chastised both Asgardians.

The Einherjar advanced slowly toward the ship, their shields and blades ready for any attack. Inside, a whole group of Dark Elves stood in waiting. The Einherjar stopped their advance as the doors to the ship began to open, and as it did, the ship's guns came to life too, firing and slaying a few soldiers while others blocked them with their shields. As they were caught off guard, the Dark Elves rushed out firing with their guns as well and slaying a few more.

Not only did All Might's fury grow with every Asgardian death, but so too did Ryukyu's, Edgeshot's, Fat Gum's, Ectoplasm's, and Hawks's, with the last two's guilt growing too, the former for not being there to help and the latter for allowing the enemy to slip past him undetected.

As the Einherjar got into formation and blocked the bolts of red energy, one Dark Elf clicked on a grenade and flung it. It exploded to life in the middle of them, and with a flash of light, a bubble of dark energy appeared around them before beginning to shrink and sucking the poor Asgardians in the blast zone to be dragged into the bubble, crushed, and sucked in before the bubble faded in a pop.

"What in the Bajesus was that?!" Mineta exclaimed, absolutely horrified at the fate of that poor Asgardians.

"It seemed to be some kind of grenade, but instead of simply exploding, it created a wormhole that sucks everything around it and crushes it, like a mini-black hole," Momo frowned, shivering at such a device and the energy required for such a feat.

More Einherjar came just as many as they were cut down by bolts of red energy. Another grenade was tossed, it hit and activated on the pillar behind one soldier, the field sucking the man in, screaming as he, and some of the pillar, was sucked out of existence.

"Their efficiency, while terrible, is rather formidable," Endeavor acknowledged. "Their projectile weapons are cutting them down quickly and those that can find cover or guard effectively can be undone by one of those grenades, and none of these Asgardians seem equipped with any projectile-based weaponry to counter them from long-range, giving the Dark Elves the advantage."

A whole squadron of Einherjar rushed at the invaders, finally starting to clash and kill some of the Dark Elves. But as the fighting raged, Malekith stomped out of the ship, followed by more Dark Elf soldiers.

The insult to Oboro's memory, as the insomniac teacher saw it, caused Aizawa's frown to deepen, Eri's comforting presence being what was keeping him from subconsciously activating his Quirk.

As he walked in, he noticed Odin's throne. As the last of the soldiers were getting gunned down, he snatched a grenade from of his soldiers, activated it, and tossed it toward the throne, the resulting detonation sucking and destroying the throne.

"Okay, that's just rude," Toru pouted.

"The throne of Asgard is destroyed! To the king!" Asgardian soldiers ordered as they passed Loki's cell, the Trickster God watching them go with interest.

Odin and his guards walked into the throne room, witness to the large pile of bodies, both Asgardian and Dark Elf strewn about. One final Dark Elf raised his gun at Odin, only for the AllFather to raise his spear and fire a beam of pure energy, cutting the Dark Elf down. Odin looked around at the carnage.

"So, just a skirmish, huh?" Miruko asked the AllFather.

"I would have thought you would point out that the Dark Elves aren't all dead?" Ryukyu questioned.

"That too," Miruko agreed.

As he silently gazed at the violence, ascertaining the purpose of this attack, Odin's eye widened a bit, the reason ascertained. "Frigga," He gasped.

All Might, Gran Torino, Izuku, and Miruko joined the King of Asgard with widened eye expressions.

Taking care of the guards, Malekith pushed open the large doors, Inko standing up for her and Frigga to face the Dark Elf King.

"No, no, no, no," Izuku started to mutter, his gripped hands on his armrests being comforted by both Melissa and Setsuna's disembodied hand.

"Stand down creature, and you may still survive this," Frigga offered, stalking towards him with her sword in a reverse grip.

"I have survived worse, woman," Malekith boomed out in reply.

"Okay, that's it. Fuck him up," Miruko growled.

"Who are you?" Frigga questioned.

"I am Malekith," The Dark Elf introduced himself, stopping before Frigga. "And I would have what is mine."

Frigga looked over at where Malekith's eyes landed: a scared Inko.

"Over my dead body," All Might growled, as well.

Malekith attempted to march past Frigga towards Inko but was proven wrong as Frigga brought her blade swiftly up, slashing at Malekith's cheek as he stumbled back. Malekith drew his sword and attempted to thrust at her, Frigga batted the curved sword away followed by another slash at Malekith's shoulder, sending him back further. Malekith drew a punch, Frigga ducked and sent Malekith further back as she spun and swiped at him twice from below lest he loses his legs. She rose to slash at him again but dodged but was too slow for the backhand he received from the Queen of Asgard, Inko watching with awe behind a pillar.

"Woohoo! Now that's the Shimura I know!" Miruko cheered, smirking radiantly.

Izuku would agree with the Rabbit Hero with how awesome the counterpart to the 7th looked, as well as how rather adorable it looked for the hardcore Heroine to act like a fangirl, much like himself.

Frigga eventually pushed Malekith into a corner, pinning him to the pillar behind him, the blade of her sword at his throat. However, Malekith turned his unworried eyes toward the sound of footsteps behind her. Frigga turned but was too slow to attack as Kurse grabbed her sword arm away and grabbed her neck with the other.

"No. No, no, no," Monoma muttered, hands over his head, the guilt only rising with his tears as the weight of his counterpart's actions have now caused.

Kurse snarled, lifting the struggling Queen up and away, keeping her trapped in his grasp while Malekith made his way toward Foster.

"No!" Izuku and All Might yelled, the two restrained by both the efforts of their peers next to them.

"You have taken something, child," Malekith said to Inko, the scared astrophysicist backing up till she was trapped. "Give it back."

"Get away from her, you bastard!" Izuku yelled at the Dark Elf, the bioelectricity of One For All making restraining him all the harder for his friends.

Malekith reached the woman, his cheek shown cut from where Frigga cut him and bleeding black blood. He reached to touch Inko...and swiped through her, the illusion of Inko Foster vanishing in green light.

"It was an illusion!" Uraraka cheered.

Izuku and All Might let out a breath of relief, Izuku cutting off the flow of One For All.

Malekith stared confused for a second. Confusion turned to anger, turning toward the culprit of this trickery. "Witch!" Malekith shouted at Frigga, who smirked back, satisfied at her trickery.

"Psyche, you son of a bitch!" Miruko exclaimed.

Gran Torino would have shared in her delight and enjoyment of Shimura's counterpart's trickery, if not for the fact that she was still in Kurse's grasp.

"Where is the Aether?" Malekith demanded, Kurse bringing Frigga into a chokehold.

Despite Kurse's hold, Frigga said, "I'll never tell you."

"I believe you," Malekith replied, a begrudging amount of honor laced in his words.

As he said those words, suddenly everyone began to pale with sudden realization.

And then Kurse stabbed her sword through Frigga's spine.

"NO!" All Might roared, tears flying out from his eyes as he fully buffed up and rose from his seat. Before he could take a step, he was canceled out of his state and held back by Aizawa's scarf.

Miruko's ears dropped down with her agape jaw, her eyes in sheer disbelief. Izuku shared in her reaction, tears welling up in his eyes and a cold shiver running up his spine.

Monoma's hands fell on his lap, limp, the blonde's face the definition of sheer guilt and distraught. 'No...W-What have I done?' Was his only thought.

"NO!" Thor roared as his mother fell, Malekith turning in time to receive a bolt of thunder to the right side of his face, sending him flying to the floor.

The students would have cheered at Thor's arrival and blasting of Malekith, if not for the death that took place a second ago.

Kurse lifted Malekith up. Thor rushed toward them, jumping up and tossing Mjolnir with fury. The crackling hammer managed to graze Kurse in the soldier before he and Malekith burst through the railing of the balcony and fell. Thor reached the balcony in time to see another Dark Elf ship fly out of the cloud from where Malekith and Kurse fell and flew off towards the flagship with their leader and Kursed on board.

"No! They're getting away!" Kinoko cried out.

Thor reached out and grabbed Mjolnir to throw it in a mighty backward throw. The hammer attempted to fly toward the ship as it reached the flagship. And when it did, both ships vanished, and the hammer hit nothing.

"Dammit!" Bakugou slammed his fist on the armrest, cursing and growling hatefully.

Thor panted, frowning at his failure. He looked back to see Odin make his way in. Thor could only look at his father in shame as he recalled Mjolnir. Odin's frown grew wide and sorrowful as he saw his wife dead on the floor, her eyes closed and without pain, almost like she was sleeping.

Gran Torino lowered his head, his eyes shadowed while tears fell down his old cheeks. His fists clenched tightly, enough to spill blood as his teeth gritted, tempted to curse this world, this whole universe for being forced to witness his dear old friend die not once but twice and doing nothing to stop it.

Miruko fell slumped in her seat, her wide eyes locked onto the screen yet her head shaking, refusing to accept this atrocity. She barely registered Ryukyu's and Fat Gum's hands on her shoulders, telling from how tightly they clenched how saddened and angry they were too, in seeing Queen to their counterparts die in front of them. To Miruko it hurt worse, it wasn't just an awesome Queen that just died, but Her Hero, or at least a form of hers, the Hero that inspired her that was on that floor, dead. It felt like a part of her heart shattered.

The real Inko rushed out from behind the pillar she truly hid behind to witness what happened. Thor watched his father stumble and fall on his knees, holding his Queen and love in his arms, pressing his cheek to her forehead, stroking her other face and hair, as he wept in sheer sorrow. Thor's face trembled with rage, regret, and grief and all Inko could do was watch as a family grieved the loss of one of their own.

As much as the safety of Inko should have lifted their spirits, it did very little to both boy and man. Izuku's tears fell down his cheeks, his lip quivering and his teeth gritting. A wave of frustration, sadness, and guilt all washed over him, but Izuku was quick to figure out, it wasn't just his own feelings that he was sensing. He could feel the anger from the Vestiges at seeing one of their own die again, the guilt he shared with them over not being able to do anything.

But it was the sadness that Izuku found belong not just to him, but Shimura, but not just for her counterpart, but to All Might and Torino, the two people closest to her, forced to witness her passing once more.

All Might fell to his knees, his arms and legs losing all their strength. The man's shadowed eyes let loose a river of tears he hadn't let out since Nana's death. Sobs broke out his gritted mouth as he remembered how he was too weak to save her then and now his counterpart was too late to save their mother. He had failed, twice, and he didn't think that it was possible to hurt even more than before.

Eri's teary form collided with his own and he grasped onto her like a lifeline, as his body shook from his sobs. 'Why? Why did it have to be her?' All Might cursed the universe, multiverse, and whatever entity was responsible for it all. 'Why does my Master have to be the one who dies? Why is it she that has to suffer, even in death?' The memory of Shigaraki's reveal as Shimura's grandson came back to him, how All For One tainted her memory with her grandchild at her murderer's side. 'Why am I always too late to save her?'

The rest of the group fell into a somber silence, the girls all shedding tears of sadness for both All Might and his counterpart, Gran Torino, and Miruko, all forced to watch their mother figure, friend, and idol die in front of their eyes.

Izuku accepted the tearful hug of Melissa by his side, holding her with equal strength, love, and sadness they shared.

The guys lowered their heads, sending All Might their most sincere pity. Bakugou trembled in his seat, outrage filling his every pore that not only did the bastard of a Dark Elf manage to flee after this but that he murdered the mentor to his idol and one that looked like Auntie Inko to boot, while likewise threatening his Auntie Inko's counterpart. For once, the explosive blonde ignored his guilty conscious berating him from even calling her his Auntie, and directed all his anger at the screen, desiring to add his explosion to Malekith's face.

Aizawa, Yamada, and Kayama were their conflicted souls twist in their guts as it was Malekith, Shirakumo's counterpart that committed this injustice, the counterpart to their friend they just found out was possibly alive as Kurogiri. The horrible act made it all the more convincing for the three to deny the connection, unable to believe Shirakumo was capable of cold-blooded murder, for to accept it would feel their souls twist up further in guilt that their friend was connected to who was responsible.

Night fell on Asgard. Frigga's body was placed on a fine bed, a ring of white flowers around it, clothed in a gown and armor, her sword clasped in her hands at her waist, a golden white veil over her peaceful face. Asgardians as far as the eye could see stood along the shores on either side while the boat, the Queen's body was on, floated down the river. Glowing white orbs they held in hand, lighting the way with the torches.

"A Viking funeral," Nezu nodded at the appropriate means to honor the Queen of Asgard, as well as the counterpart of Nana Shimura.

Lady Sif stood at the end of the docks, struggling to keep her stoic face and hold in the tears of her failure. Odin, in full armor, stood at the end of the docks, watching as his wife's body floated off the river and off into the waters, the lamp of her boat now flickering light in the distance. Fandral and Volstagg watched their king as they and all shared in his grief.

Ryukyu placed her hand over her heart and bowed. 'From what I know of you, you were kind and wise beyond my years.' Ryukyu said to no one but herself and a Queen who will never hear it. 'I believe I am right when I say that you will be welcome in the gates of Valhalla.'

Odin looked at her boat but with longing and reluctance. Thor and Inko stood off to the side, silent and in mourning.

Still hugging Melissa and with Kouta now joining the pile, Izuku's sad eyes stared off into space, his thoughts turning inwards. 'If you can hear me, Shimura, I am so sorry. You deserve better,' Izuku directed his thoughts to where he hoped the 7th wielder of One For All could hear. 'I promise your death will be avenged. But for now, I hope that this funeral does justice to both you and your counterpart.'

The slight feeling of gratitude he felt wafted through him being Izuku's answer that the message was heard and appreciated.

Finally, Odin tilted his spear and gave the order. An Asgardian place his arrow by the torch, catching on fire. He pulled back the blow and aimed high and let it loose. The flaming arrow flew in an arc across the night sky, landed on Frigga's boat, and set it ablaze. Fire danced around Frigga's body.

Tsukauchi lifted his hat off his head and place it over his heart, bowing in the Queen of Asgard's honor. David clasped his hands together in prayer and bowed too, giving his respects to not just Frigga, but his best friend's mother figure.

As the Queen's boat took the lead, hundreds of flaming arrows joined the night sky, meeting their marks and lightning the boats carrying their fallen brethren. Thor, Inko, Sif, Fandral, and Volstagg watched as Frigga's boat neared the waterfall at the edge of Asgard.

Soon, their example was followed by more and more by the rest of the group. The Heroes, teachers, and students all bowed and gave their respects in their own way. Kirishima and Tetsutetsu were unashamed as men to let out their tears for all the brave, Manly lives lost. Aoyama lowered his head, his face covered in shadow and hiding his guilty and torn eyes. Bakugou let go of his anger for once and gave a bow to Shimura's counterpart, for being a wise and strong Queen that he would have followed. Ibara wiped away her tears and gave a sign of the cross before praying for all the brave souls to find peace in the afterlife, be it in Heaven, Valhalla, or wherever they may be.

Edgeshot closed his visible eye, placed his fist over his open palm, and gave a deep bow. 'Fare thee well, my Queen.' Edgeshot said in his thoughts.

Fat Gum sniffled, planting his fist over his heart, and bowed his head. 'As Red Riot would say, you were so Manly.' Fat Gum thought, saddened. 'I was honored to serve a Queen like you.'

'Forgive me, my Queen.' Ectoplasm bowed his head low. 'I should have been there to help you, and my counterpart's brothers and sisters. I only wish that you and my Asgardian brethren find peace.'

As it reached the end, Odin slammed his spear down with a thundering boom. The boat left the water and floated among the stars, from the boat a flurry of white sparkles flew out the boat as it then fell to the darkness below, the white sparkles flying up to the heavens and vanishing into the stars with a sigh.

Miruko's body shivered as she kept back the sob that shuddered through her whole form. Instead, she pounded her tightly clenched fist atop her breast, over her heart. 'I swear, on your memory, that your death will be avenged. If not by the people in your world, then myself if I have to.' Miruko declared, wholeheartedly. 'I owe it to you, my idol. My Hero.'

Heimdall watched the sparks fade away until they were beyond his sight, lowering his head in sorrow and guilt and blinking his tearing eyes.

Hawks removed his goggles and bowed, his wings following suit. 'Forgive me for my failure, my Queen.' That was all Hawks had to say for himself and his counterpart, for he felt he had no right to say anything else.

As the last of her remains vanished in the stars, the people raised their hands and let the orbs go, thousands upon thousands of white orbs floating up to the sky, lighting the whole city that shared in the grieving and goodbyes to their Queen. Thor and Inko watched the majesty, yet Odin could not but lower his head and sigh softly.

The sigh of love and praise from the citizens of Asgard brought tears out of the jaded old man that was Gran Torino. 'It is no less than she deserved. What both of them deserved.' Gran Torino declared, still unsatisfied that a great Hero like Nana Shimura, bearer of one of the most important Quirks ever that helped to fight against that monster, was not given the due respect she deserved other than a funeral with an empty casket. 'Sayonara, my dear friend.'

All Might sat back in his seat, with Eri in his lap, holding the crying girl close to him, whose heartbeat was the only one he could hear. His heart felt as still as the grave, again.

His mind wandered back to that day when he felt as useless as he did now.

Flashback...

"Master!" All Might remembered yelling as his master pushed him away into Gran Torino's arms, his teacher blasting them away from the destroyed battlefield around them. He looked on, hand raised to reach her, as Nana Shimura stood alone amidst the purple flames and twisted landscape, the monster himself standing atop a formation similar to a twisted foot, his figure covered in darkness while reddish-black lightning swirled all over.

"I'm leaving the rest to you," Shimura's words All Might had barely heard. "Sorahiko, make sure his dream comes true."

"Master! Master!" All Might screamed, tears flying out his eyes as he was being pushed further away from his Master and mother he wanted to save. All For One began to raise his arms to end this.

Then Nana, her back still turned to him, raised his arm, pointing to All Might as he was being carried away. "All Might," She turned to meet his gaze, a smile and confident shine in her eyes, even on her bruised and bloodied face. She clasped her hand into a fist. "I'm counting on you."

"Thank you for such a wonderful comedy." All For One's deep voice reverberated throughout the field, raising his sparking hand toward Shimura, as she stood defiant against him. The monster of a man smiled, the reddish-black electricity sparking wildly.

"MASTER!" All Might yelled his lungs out as everything turned white.

Flashback over...

All Might remembered the funeral, how small it was, how few people there were, only himself, Torino, a few handful of people, and Heroes who personally knew her. It wasn't supposed to have been like this. She should have lived a long time, her body buried alongside her husband, not an empty casket with no body to bury. She should've had her child, the one he never knew of, there with his family, including Tenko Shimura, innocent and weeping over his grandmother's grave, not her child and his family dead, nor her grandchild a Villain that spat at her name. She should have been honored as the Hero she was, not as a random Hero that nobody remembers.

And now, here it was all over again. His mother slain before his eyes by a tyrant and a monster, himself too weak and slow to stop them and save her. The only consolation was that this time she was truly honored for the wonderful woman she was, a true Queen, but he would have tossed this aside, all of it if he could just have her with him just a moment longer. The irony of it all.

And then he remembered the day he asked about the Vestiges to her. How she smiled brightly, the wind in her hair, the sun shining down at her, making her look like the angel she was.

"Even if one of us falls on the way, we can meet again within One For All," Nana said.

'T-That's right. Even when she died, I never lost her. She was always there, in One For All, as well as my heart.' Toshinori felt his heart begin to beat again, imagining the days of old, sailing through the sky, Nana right beside him smiling. 'And even now, she is with Midoriya, along with the other Vestiges. Including myself.' He imagined Midoriya standing proud and tall in his Hero suit, the Vestiges, Nana, and the fiery visage of himself standing right beside Young Midoriya. 'But even now as One For All is no longer in me, I can still feel her, in my heart.' Nana's stretching her mouth into a wide smile he imagined, then when he first spread his mouth into his trademark smile, and finally, when he stood on that beach with Young Midoriya, holding out his hair for his successor to take, now imagining Shimura right there with him.

'She was still there, she was always there, and she still is. And I like to believe she is still there for him too.' All Might believed, seeing a visage of Frigga beside Thor, smiling at him before she faded.

All Might's sad smile turned to a frown. 'But reminiscing can wait for later. Right now, there is a Dark Elf I have to put down.'

Inside the dungeons, Loki read from his book, blissfully unaware. Till a guard came up to his cell, his helmet removed. Loki noticed his presence and looked at him. The words were but for Loki to hear, taking them in silence. Loki nodded his head and the guard left. Loki stared off into nothing, setting his book down and standing up.

All the while, Monoma wallowed in grief, shame, and guilt. Another world or not, this woman treated him like her son, cared for him, and even visited and comforted him despite all that his counterpart had done. He knew it was her that taught Loki his illusions and tricks, his way with words, and look what he did in gratitude.

He felt deep shame at the memory of their last encounter. Dismissing her words, yelling at her, denying her to being his mother no matter how much he lied to himself before he swiped away her illusion's hands and disappeared before his counterpart's eyes, the last time he would ever see her.

And then the guilt ate at him. His counterpart directed that monster to where he murdered all those innocent guards, to where the generator of the forcefield was, to Malekith's side and took hold of Frigga, to Kurse's sword impaling at his mother's back. To Monoma, Loki might as well have plunged the sword himself, and with how the two were, he might as well have done so himself. And he did all this because he wanted to pettily cause chaos for Thor, his brother, and Odin, his father. Again, just like New York, just like last night, where he wanted to frame Midoriya and Bakugou for acts they didn't commit, both he and Loki wanted to harm others for slights they imagined and created themselves.

Now, he wished Loki was true in his words that Frigga wasn't their mother. It would sting less the horrible pain that he helped to murder his own mother.

In the middle of his room, his back turned to the audience, Loki flexed his arms, clenching his fists, and all around him flew back from his rage.

At the same time, a rage began to surge in Monoma, remembering that it wasn't just him that killed Frigga. There was still the monster who stabbed her and the tyrant who ordered it. And they weren't locked in a cell or six feet under.

Monoma's bloodshot eyes raised to the screen, a fury unlike anything he felt burned out. 'Tears and self-hatred for later. Right now, there is a Dark Elf I have to put down.'

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AAAAANNNNNDDDD SCENE! Phew, two down, two more to go for this movie and I am speed-running my way through this! Or at least, two chapters for now, now I need a palate cleanser, and will likely work on one of my other stories.

Also, I watched the trailer for Blue Beetle, and I am actually hyped for something that DC is putting out, as Blue Beetle has been in my top ten of favorite superheroes for a while, it looks goofy yet cool, and I won't lie when I say that the Hispanic and Latino representation is a nice bonus for me and my family. And also, to those that are harping on the George Lopez line of calling Batman a fascist, calm down guys, it was just a joke and an opinion from a character with a seemingly poor financial background about a superhero that seems to have a lot of money for all his gadgets and a brutal way of dispensing justice, it's not meant to be taken seriously or endorsing that mindset.

But anyways, I hope to those who are bearing with me through these chapters that you at least liked what I did for this one. I apologize if some reactions feel half-assed as I felt sluggish in my attempts to write them for this god-awful movie but like Ian Malcolm always says 'Life finds a way,' and so my brain found a way through this and make some reactions that I feel are at least decent.

For instance, I hope you guys especially like the reactions toward the death of Frigga and her funeral, especially All Might's flashback as that short of Nana Shimura's death was always sad to watch and heart-wrenching to hear All Might's cries. So, I wanted to add it here, and what better way than during Frigga's funeral and compare the grandeur of the Queen of Asgard's funeral to Nana's which I made far smaller and sadder with a dead husband and no son, and possibly daughter, there to mourn her, and no body even to bury. Actually, it's implied that one of the hands that Shigaraki has on him, and the one that recently has covered his face was Nana's hand, so All For One had her body, or what remained of it.

Also, yes, I know of the stretch of a theory that I am implying with Inko possibly being Shimura's daughter, but welcome to Fanfiction, where we unleash our imaginations and my imagination said 'Hey wouldn't it be poetic that the woman who looks like Nana Shimura, who just so happens to be the mother of the 9th wielder of One For All and now dating the 8th and Midoriya's surrogate dad figure, is also the daughter of Nana Shimura thus connecting Midoriya more with Shigaraki, Nana's other grandson?'

And another thought, this one grimmer, was 'Wouldn't it be sadistic and messed up for All For One to find Nana Shimura's daughter, make her fall in love with her mother's murderer, marry her, and make her have his kid that now coincidentally is the successor and surrogate son of his arch nemesis who sees Shimura as his mother figure?' Yes, yes it would be. Would he do it just to spite Shimura and All Might? Also, yes. So, why not have him do that?

Am I a twisted, sick son of bitch? Also, yes. Will I look like a fool if in the next chapters of MHA the Dad For One Theory is disproved the more AFO gets rewound into a younger version of himself and doesn't look like Midoriya? Probably, but at least I will have the grace to admit I was wrong and continue this plotline not out of stubbornness but because I already invested so much into it, might as well see it through.

Anyways, Miruko also seems to have more suspicions about Midoriya, and who knows what she will do with those suspicions? Todoroki is scrambling to keep his Dad-Might theory afloat, and the characters are pointing out the plot holes in this story with very flimsy excuses being thrown out in response. Izuku finally figures out the real extent of his feelings for the girls, but who will he confess to first, if any?

All this stuff and more in the chapters to come. Until then, I hope you guys liked this chapter, make sure to check my other stories here and on AO3 if you want, comment your thoughts and your predictions on future counterparts, and remember to keep each other safe and healthy in this insane and messed up world where Lucasfilm still believes they can salvage the sequel trilogy and Rey Sky-I mean-Palpatine as a character.

This has been Zayden StormVoid singing to all you Devils and Black Sheep, and really bad eggs. Drink up me hearties, YoHo!