Chapter two: the counsel.

Clearsight woke up with a start, accidentally hitting her head on the ceiling. She saw a sign that said, "DO NOT EAT THE SCAVENGERS OR YOU WILL DIE" which was honestly kind of confusing. Were they poisonous? She then noticed a gray scavenger waking up along with her, and then some kind of…. Being… came down and squeaked at the scavenger, who seemed to panic for a moment, calmed down, and, shakely, pressed a button. "- if what you say is true, we need to act fast" said… the… scavenger…" WHAT". clearsight's mind was BLOWN. Scavengers could talk? They were intelligent?! She was SO glad she had never eaten one. The gray scavenger looked at clearsight, blinked, and said, " hold out your… claw? wrist? " Clearsight obliged, there seemed to be nothing else to do. The scavenger put a… thing… on her wrist. " My name is Player," said Player, then Player proceeded to put those things on each scavenger's wrist, and faced back to clearsight and said, " that's an interface, it lets you alter reality via certain wording." which completely blew my mind. Again. Animus magic on her wrist? Was that even allowed? Then, she saw a younger scavenger with a scar on his head wake up.

Harry wasn't the type to panic, or freak out. This was, of course, an exception, as there was a dragon, a shifting ball of light, and a gray, demonic-like-humanoid thing, and what seemed to be several sleeping people along with professor Quirrell, harry went over to see if he was ok. "Professor Quirrell? Are you ok?" nothing happened. "PROFESSOR QUIRRELL!? Are you ok? Professor Quirrell, why aren't you answering me?! Come on, Professor, answer me!" Nothing happened. Harry walked back over to the cell wall and looked down to see himself in a small puddle of water. Then out of nowhere Harry hears a gasp for air. "Professor! You ok?" his heart was about to beat out of my chest. he sat Professor Quirrell up against the wall, continuously shaking him out of panic. " is he… ok?" said the dragon, seeming concerned. " PROFESSOR WAKE UP DRAGONS CAN TALK" said Harry, who was definitely not in the best mental state to be awake at the moment. Professor quirrel woke up, and immediately seemed to… erm…. Sorta explode. It was as if something blew up and left professor Quirrels body, and sank into the floor, leaving the professor intact. " what the…'' said professor quirrel, and then observed the room, and immediately stood up, looked at the dragon, and said, " Potter. Behind me. Now." Harry obviously listened, and professor quirrel said " avada kedavera."

Madiline Hatter was already awake throughout this whole situation, but decided to act asleep out of fear, but then- " narrator, shush, i'm getting up now." Madilin Hatter got up, seeing a bolt of green lightning hovering Mid Air, two people in robes, a large dragon, and two small children, one male and the other female, and she was getting annoyed at the narrator, ready to tune him out. The adult one in robes was pointing a stick at the dragon, and a gray one had wide, panicked eyes as she was seemingly creating a shield for herself out of reddish-greenish light. The ball of shifting light was holding the beam of green energy like it was a toy, examining it, and putting it in his pocket. Then it said, " there, ah, shall be no killing of each other understood?" said the entity, and then madeline the hatter exclaimed, " well! Lots of new people, who are ya?" and then the children who were asleep had woken up, and the male one was looking around confused, and the female one was….um… frozen, sort of. She was awake, but in a panicked state, looking at the dragon. The male one then said, in a weak voice that was trying to be threatening but failing miserably, " where are we?" and then the entity and the gray-person both sort of floated up to a wall ( they were in a very fancy mansion-castle looking room) and put a screen on it, while getting a black rock from a box. " actually," said the entity, " you aren't exactly anywhere, but you are also everywhere.'' Madeline Hatter was not confused, she loved riddlish, and also wondered what a " nexus " was. " we are in a nexus, the place between worlds, the outside, a blank timeline, whatever you will. I brought you here because you were the only ones who survived that can help." it said sadly, and continued, " first, let me explain. Clearsight, you know how there are multiple timeline futures you can see?" the dragon, ( evidently clearsight ) looked startled, and said " yes?" and the entity continued, well… they all exist, all of the past ones as well, they just branched off and started their own universe. There are actually a lot of ways that a universe can start, or heck, exist, but timelines sorta live in one space, one time. There is.. A… being… known as kronos. Not the Greek mythology one, but still a titan. Of sorts. It… corrupts universes, one at a time, and remakes them in their own image, making them dark and full of death and murder. Before, he could only alter one universe at a time, but… there was a rift, one between time and reality itself that was left unchecked… and…well… you were the only ones i could save from the dying universes.'' Madeline Hatter was horrified, and so was the narrator, who wasn't even allowed to express emotion, and was most likely going to lose their job after this.

Peter wiggin was, for the first time, experiencing genuine fear. Normally, he would just fake it till he made it, but when someone is surrounded by dragons, then all of that just sorta goes out the window. And after learning that the person who kidnapped him was obviously insane, seeing as they were claiming to be fighting god himself. " Actually, Peter, I feel like that title would go to me. '' said the shifting ball of light. Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat? Thought peter, and the shifting ball of light ( god? ) said " yes, peter. I can read your mind. No occlumency or magic can keep me out. You know what you've done, so does valentine, and you deserve this. And yes. I just so happen to be ' god ', but if you must, i prefer " the creator", seeing as i literally make other gods. And, before you ask, no, I did not create Kronos, a…another creator made him." It said the last part sadly, like mourning a lost friend. Not that Peter noticed that. He was trying to use the current situation to his advantage, when the adult one in the robes said, " i presume that one is dead?" and the creator said, " not… exactly…. But he might as well be. And no, there isn't any use in-" " i apologize, but HOW IN THE NAME OF CRAP IS THIS POSSIBLE." said the smaller robed one, cowering behind the adult. " oh, yes, Harry, sorry about that, I forgot about you. Yes, your…. Erm….. primitive laws of physics in your world don't exist in other universes. Sorry about that."

Player was mentally having a panic attack. Now normally she doesn't do anything about these, seeing as this was a special occasion, so she fainted due to hyperventilation. When she woke up on the ba-CK OF A DRAGON. "WHAT?. oh yeah, that's just clearsight. Wait…. Since when can I faint? Wasn't I digital? … crap. did…did you make me real?" asked a very concerned and confused Player. "Well… will someone please tell me what is going on with that rock? You didn't tell me about that." Player said floating back up to the roof, and then the creator promptly grabbed the rock via magical-glowy looking laser tentacle and said " oh yeah. Him. he's….sick. I sorta froze him in time and turned them into a rock." the creator flickered a bit at this. " i'm sorry." said harry, " but are you admitting t-O TRANSFIGURING SOMEONE INTO A ROCK." he looked crazed, and continued, " or do things just work differently here?! Because NOTHING MAKES ANY SENSE AT ALL. not that anything made sense in the first place bu-mphphph" professor quirrel pleased a hand on harry's mouth and said, " i believe what my student is trying to say is ' please stop fiding or creating distractions from the question of why we are here.' because of all the people in the ' multiverse ', as you put it, why us. More importantly, why have you not asked us instead of force us?"

Clearsight was not panicking clearsight was not panicking

Clearsight was not panicking clearsight was not panicking

Clearsight was not panicking clearsight was not panicking

Clearsight was panicking. All of those futures were real? All of them? No, no, that was impossible. There couldn't be thousands of evil darkstalkers, right? The creator responded to quirrels question " well, there were millions of options, but i mean, the only other person that i would have picked was already too corrupted. Besides, I doubt you would abandon the multiverse, right? That's why I picked most of you, you're either really smart but a little evil or really good with unquestionable superpowers, who can keep the evil ones in check. For instance, valentine" they said, gesturing with a glow-y tentacle toward the girl; "i can give you any power you want, anything at all. You just need to ask." and then the girl; presumably valentine, shrieked quite obviously from stress, grabbed something metal from her pocket, and threw it directly into the ball of light; ie, the creator, who promptly caught it, and said, " valentine. You need to calm down, but good precaution against peter, i can't lie. I know, this is most likely very terrifying for you, but-"Harry interrupted, " i'm sorry, again, but this is valentine wiggin?" Valentine looked startled at that, and said, "how do you know my last name?" and then Harry gave the creator a look of pure joy. " tHE VALENTINE WIGGIN?!" valentine was looking more and more confused. "The great demosthenes, the savior of the piggies, the brother to ender wiggin?! That valentine wiggin?" at that point, quirrel put his hand over harry's mouth and then the creator said," yes harry your point is made-" but valentine interrupted them and said, " how do you know so much about me? Also, did you make up that piggie part? Whats a piggie?" and the creator just said, " there will be time for formalities in a moment. Right now i need to pass around some magical artifacts, because if your gonna go on this mission than you need more than just your brain." and then harry just looked happy again. " what kind of things can you give us-" but then he was interrupted by quirrel, who said, " i presume you know who i am?" and then the creator just hovered there for a moment before responding, " yes, tom marvelo riddle, voldemort, and the one of the stars, i know who you are." and continued over to a shiny looking box. Then harry looked at quirrel, who gave him a dry look back, then hE TURNED INTO A SNAKE. They hissed at eachother for a while, then harry paused, looked at clearsight, and ran FAST. clearsight could guess by the look on his face, (and the impending timelines) that he was in alot of danger. So she picked him up, protected him under her wing, and looked at the snake/quirrel, who transformed back and said, " avada kedavera " of witch she had guessed enough by now to dodge, but it dident matter anyway because the creator caught it and put it in his pocket with the other one. " i said there is to be NO KILLING OF EACHOTHER" they said that last part so loud that it blasted quirrel off his feet, slammed him into a wall, and knocked him out. " aw crap" said the creator. " i kinda thought that wouldent be so strong. Oh well, it was worth a shot. Harry, are you ok?" he addressed the shivering lump under clearsights wing who was slowly crawling out. "That is some…. New information. I'm just gonna…."said harry. the creator hastily said, " MAGIC ARTIFACTS! Ahem. yes, welp, better get onto that. Who wants the space stone?" harry looked considerably more happy after a few minutes of teleporting.

Valentine was no longer having a panic attack, but she was considerably worried after quirrel woke up. And then proceed to rip the fabric of reality, creating a giant gaping hole where there should have been empty space. The creator sighed, grabbed him with a tentacle, and said, "i swear to whatever thing governs me and my kind, if you continue to be violent i will tie you up and leave you to rot in my version of hell." harry looked shocked, then angry, then…..cold? He froze, and looked at the creator. " hell." he said, his voice shaking, " do you have any idEA HOW AWFUL YOU ARE!?" he sheiked, the space stone glowing violently. " oh, sure at first i thought you where SANE. why would i? Why did i think for even a moment that god him fucking self would have some sort of morality. Let me break this too you; ANYONE WHO GOES TO HELL LEARNS NOTHING-" the creator cut him off, and said, " ah, sorry about that. My version of hell is forcing the evildo-ers to experience the pain of everyone they ever hurt, and then being put into an afterlife-zone, or be transformed into a god.. Its not the weirdo-saten guy. I got rid of the christian gods and their satens a LONG time ago." harry seemed to falter a bit, then said, " umm. I'm sorry for assuming, i just have really strong opinions abou-WAIT WE BECOME GODS WHEN WE DIE?!" as harry launched off into another shpeil, valentine saw the grey one (player?) and realized she also had a weird green wrist band. " hey " said valentine, " do you know what these are? I can't seem to make it do anything." player looked at it for a moment, and tapped its side, suddenly creating a hovering black box with a green outline. " its an interface, stands for Interdimensional Nexus for Timeless Exploration and Reality Fusion, but just call it interface. You type what you want to happen, but you need to be very specific, and its power does have limits." she took a breath and continued, " for instance, you can create things, but you can't make things that can make other things. You can change the substance of something, ant there is a laser option." she said that last bit with a chuckle. Suddenly, there was a wooshing sound, and a blue police box phased in and out of reality, suddenly grounding itself. " ah" said the creator. " i was wondering when you would show up."

Madline hatter was never loved the chaos of all of this, and she was enjoying how happy the creator was. The doors to the blue box opened, and out stepped a man, a young boy, and someone with a black gem on her head. " pleased to meet you, i'm the doctor, this here is my son, ender, and this one we call jenny, butcha may know her as black famouse round these parts, eh? " he chuckeled, and then valentine and peter… well valentine ran and hugged ender, and peter just stood there looking at the doctor, then ender, back and forth. Black pearl, or jenny, walked over to quirrel's restraind body and punched him in the stomach. " that's what happens, asshole." quirrel dident react to it, and she walked away, facinated with player.