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In a quick bolt of lightning, Barry with Peter, Sara and Kiera ended up back in the entrance hall of the Sanctum, with Peter and Kiera looking stunned and amazed.
"Whoa." Peter said.
"How fast you are?" Kiera asked.
"You sure you wanna know the answer?" Sara asked.
Then they heard footsteps above and saw a brunette woman looking down at them from upstairs. "Um, Strange, are you expecting anyone else?"
"If there's a kid with them, they're with me." Strange's voice echoed from above before he walked downstairs, seeing the new guests. "I see you've had a rather productive trip."
"Yeah, they're also from other universes and there's another guy, but I had to blast him with that thing you made, since he wasn't exactly in a mood to talk things out." Peter said.
"I see, so let's check if he's in the dungeon." Strange said.
A portal opened and they ended up in the dungeon, where they spotted the man they had seen earlier now in one of the cells before they heard a roar and wincing, they whirled around to see a humanoid lizard like creature jumped towards them, stopped by the barrier of the cell.
"What is that thing?" Barry asked, startled.
"Another one of our visitors. Thanks to Paige's help, I was able to track that slimy green son of a gun in the sewers and get him here." Strange said, turning to Paige.
"Let me out of here!"
They turned to see the man with tentacles in another cell, banging on the barrier containing him inside.
"Hi." Paige said as she offered her hand. "Paige Matthews."
"You're a sorcerer, like Strange?" Peter asked.
"I'm a witch. But because I ended up in a different world, I lost my magic. To access it, I need to reunite with my sisters and I don't even know if they ended up here with me. Wherever this place is." Paige explained.
"I'm Peter." Peter introduced himself.
"Sara."
"Barry." Sara and Barry offered their hands as Paige shook them.
"We're both from the same world." Barry explained.
"Kiera. I'm from 2077." Kiera said, surprising Paige.
"You're from the future?" Paige asked and Kiera nodded.
"But I'm not from the same universe they're from." Kiera said, turning to Barry and Sara.
"You're not the only people who got pulled in here from different universes and I'm still having a hard time believing this just happened to me. Stiles would be so jealous." Scott noted as he decided to introduce himself, him and Logan approaching. "I'm Scott and this is Logan. So, how about if we worked together to get to the bottom of this?"
"And I presume you all want to find a way back home, do you?" Paige asked and they all nodded. "Well, from what I read, Strange used a very potent and unstable spell, so undoing it will not be easy and even if there is a way to reverse it, I think it's for the best to be sure we have all the visitors at the same time at one place. That was how we found some of them." She turned to Logan and Scott.
"Otherwise some of us end up trapped here forever." Sara realized and Paige nodded.
"Works for me." Barry said.
"I might not be able to access my magic for now, but that doesn't mean I can't at least try to help you." Paige said.
"Thanks." Sara said.
"Spell? As in magic?" They turned to the tentacle man in his cell. "What is this? A birthday party?" He eyed them all. "Who are you, people? What is this madness?"
"Excuse me, do you know a Peter Parker, who is Spider-Man?" Barry asked the tentacle man.
"Yes." The man nodded.
"Is that him?" Barry asked, gesturing to Peter.
"No." The man shook his head.
"Alright. Definitely from another Earth, he must know a version of Peter on his world." Sara noted.
"I'm sorry. What was your name again?" Peter asked.
"Doctor Otto Octavius." Octavius introduced himself.
Peter stared for a moment before he let out a laugh and a moment later, Scott, Barry and Sara joined in before they got ahold of themselves.
"Wait, no, seriously, what's your actual name?" Peter asked.
"Bloody Hell, I traded one Scooby Gang for another."
They heard the English accent and turned to the blonde man in the corner, who was sitting at a nearby chair.
"You're gonna brood there all day or are you actually going to help?" Paige asked, while Spike scoffed, staring at the wall, sulking. He had no intention of getting involved until there was a way for him to get home, since what use he was when most of them were humans he couldn't fight due to the chip?
"Who's that?" Kiera asked.
"He's been sitting there since we got here and I'm tired of trying to talk some sense into that lazy shit." Logan grumbled.
New York
"…and that's how we all got here." Willow finished, while Claire, Angel, Faith and Dean were processing.
"Great. Here we go again." Dean muttered.
"…OK." Angel said after a moment.
"That's it? Just… OK?" Sam asked disbelievingly, while Angel shrugged.
"You're taking this better than I'd thought you would and I'm still having a hard time believing that on your world the vampire lore from classic literature and culture actually applies, alongside that you're a vampire with a soul." Claire said.
"It's not the first time I ended up in another dimension, though I usually went there by choice." Angel explained as he looked up at the purple sky. "So you know what caused this?"
"That's what we were trying to figure out, when we found you." Willow explained and Angel nodded.
"Well, I think we can work together to get to the bottom of this." Angel said.
"And them?" Willow asked, turning to Dean and Faith.
"We can't just leave them." Claire said.
"And you think I'll come with you to go home, so that you try to fix me? Nah, I'm good as I am." Dean said.
Angel then gestured for Claire and Sam to come closer as they approached. "You said he was turned into a demon." Claire and Sam nodded before Angel turned to Willow, remembering when she had given him back his soul twice. "Do you know some spell to make him a human?"
"It's not that simple." Sam said.
"Maybe I can find a spell to remove—" Willow began.
"No! Don't." Claire protested immediately.
"You can't tamper with the Mark. Trust me. It's too risky, getting rid of it will have terrible consequences." Sam said, remembering when the Darkness was released because Sam, Castiel, Crowley and Rowena had tried to free Dean of the Mark. "There's a ritual, it can turn Dean back into a human."
"But, Sam, even if we cure him…" Claire trailed off and Sam sighed.
"We have to trust Dean that he can keep it in check until we figure out how to get home." Sam said before turning to Faith. "What about her?"
"I got this." Angel said as he carefully approached Faith. "Faith? It's OK."
Faith slowly looked up at Angel, thoughts running around in her mind.
"You killed a man."
"I don't care."
Faith got up and looked around and it was clear to them she looked like if she was about to run.
"Where are you gonna go? Back out in that darkness? I once told you that you didn't have to go out in that darkness. Am I right? That it was your choice. Well, you chose. You thought you could just touch it. That you'd be OK. Five by five, right, Faith?" Angel asked as he approached her, while Faith got up and looked around. She was about to hit Angel, but stopped, when Willow spoke up.
"Don't run. You don't have to run." Willow said, nearing her calmly and it surprised Faith how kind she was being towards her after what she had done to them back in Sunnydale and the body switch with Buffy as she knelt down. "You don't have to be in that darkness anymore. You can find your way back. " She held Faith gently by the shoulder and Faith winced, shocking by how calmly she was doing it. She had expected Willow to either spite her or be apprehensive towards her. "You think that because you did so many terrible things that you are terrible, even though you don't want to be deep down. I've been there too. It was long after you ran from Sunnydale."
Faith looked at Willow in surprise, now realizing that this Willow was from the future.
"I had someone. Someone I loved deeply. But I lost her." Willow asked and then Faith noticed the word 'her' before it hit her.
"The blondie girl? What was her name again? Tanya?" Faith tried to remember.
"Tara." Willow corrected and Faith nodded. "After she died…" She swallowed, holding back tears. "I made one bad choice after another. And I hurt everyone who tried to help me. Giles. Dawn. Xander. Buffy…"
If Faith didn't know any better, she would think she was looking at her own reflection as she saw the pain and guilt on Willow's face, with her eyes getting wet.
"Your shirt…"
"One tiny piece of metal destroys everything. It ripped her insides out. Took her light away. From me. Now the one person who should be here is gone. And a waste like you gets to live."
"You don't want to do this. You're not a person. Not like me. When you get caught, you'll lose them too. Your friends. You don't want to do this. I know you're in pain but—"
"Bored now."
"You're back on magics."
"No, honey. I am the magics."
"You're freaking me out."
"Don't be like that. I'm just a little wired. And I have some things to do, I thought if anyone would understand—"
"I miss Tara, too. But this? What you're doing here? This is not the way to go. You're only going to make things worse. But I promise, it's not too late—"
"You miss her?"
"Yes."
"Did you cry? Of course you did. I get that. I understand the crying. You cry because you're human. But you weren't always."
"Yes, I was."
"No, please. You're telling me you don't remember? You used to be some mystic ball of energy. Maybe that's why you're crying all the time, Dawnie. Because you don't belong here. Wanna go back? End the pain? You'll be happier. I'll be happier. We'll all be happier without listening to the constant whining."
"Willow, stop."
"'Mom! Buffy! Tara! Waah!' It's time you go back to being a little energy ball. No more tears, Dawnie."
"You're attacking the people who love you now?"
"If you lose someone you love, then the other people in your life who care about you become meaningless. I wonder what Tara would say about that."
"You can't stop this."
"Yeah. I get that. It's just, where else am I gonna go? You've been my best friend my whole life. World gonna end, where else would I wanna be?"
"Is this the master plan? You're gonna stop me by telling me you love me?"
"Well, I was gonna walk you off a cliff and hand you an anvil, but it seemed kinda cartoony."
"Still making jokes."
"I'm not joking… I know you're in pain. I can't imagine the pain you're in. And I know you're about to do something apocalyptically evil and stupid, And, hey, I still wanna hang. You're Willow."
"Don't call me that!"
"The first day of kindergarten, you cried because you broke the yellow crayon and you were too afraid to tell anyone. You've come pretty far. Ending the world, not a terrific notion… But the thing is… yeah, I love you. I love crayon-breaky Willow and I love scary-veiny Willow. So if I'm going out, it's here. If you wanna kill the world… well, then start with me. I've earned that."
"You think I won't?"
"It doesn't matter. I'll still love you."
"Shut up!"
"I love you. I… love you."
"Shut up!"
"I love you, Willow."
"Stop!"
"I love you!"
"Stop!"
"I love you…"
"But they never gave up on me. Even when I wanted to kill them. Even when I hurt them. Even when I was ready to give up on myself. Because I'd ended up so deep in that darkness that I'd lost sight of what was I doing to the people I love and who love me back." Willow said, her voice breaking.
"Why are you telling me this?" Faith asked.
"Because I realized that I didn't want to live in that darkness anymore. And I know that deep down you don't want to… but you think that you have no choice because you're alone." Willow said as she looked at Faith kindly and she couldn't stop the tears anymore from flowing down her cheeks, holding her hands. "You don't have to be alone anymore."
It shocked Faith how much kindness was Willow showing her despite what Faith had done to them and as much as she wanted to shut it out, the emotions were becoming too much for her as she broke down in tears, while Willow pulled her in for a hug.
"I'm sorry… I'm sorry…" Faith whispered.
Sanctum Sanctorum
Barry was sitting in the corner, thinking, while Sara approached him, seeing the worried look on his face.
"What are you thinking about, Barry?" Sara asked.
"Oliver." Barry said and Sara stiffened, immediately realizing what he meant.
In a desolate wasteland, seeing the giant explosion, Ryan Choi, Sara Lance, Barry Allen and Kate Kane of Earth-1, Kara Danvers, J'onn J'onnz and Lex Luthor of Earth-38, the assembled Paragons looked in disbelief.
"Oh, my God…" Kara whispered.
"Oliver…" Barry muttered.
"Barry. Get us there!" Sara ordered.
Barry nodded and grabbed Sara, when in superspeed they moved to the crater, where Oliver Queen was in his green Specter hood lying in the crater, coughing out.
"He gave up his life to save the multiverse." Barry said.
"And now the multiverse collapsed again." Sara said.
"It just makes me wonder…" Barry sighed. "Was it all for nothing? The Crisis?"
"Barry, you can't think that way." Sara pointed out.
"I can't?" Barry snapped, turning to her. "After the Crisis, on Earth-Prime, Hartley was evil again for a time. Thawne came back. Again. Every Wells that ever was died in the Crisis. Oliver sacrificed himself to save us and the world. What was the point, if the world was no better off than how we'd left it? And I can't really say I've done enough to honor his memory and sacrifice right now."
The words struck home as Sara suddenly felt her heart getting crushed, realizing Barry had a point.
"You can't let that doubt get to you." Kiera said, overhearing their conversation. "Sara told me some things about this… Crisis already and how your friend Oliver sacrificed himself." She took a breath. "Where I'm from… there's this man. Alec Sadler. He was destined to become one of the greatest technology tycoons in 2077 and the founding father and chairman of the Corporate Congress that would rule the North America. He designed the technology of my suit and the CMR chip in my brain. Cellular memory recall. But…" she sighed. "My future was far from perfect. High level of mass surveillance. A police state. Enhancing soldiers with nanites and experimental serums. Raising private debt and chipping indebted people to enslave them for labor. I never stopped to question if the future I was working for was the right one until I returned back in time and saw the corporations that were supposed to become the Corporate Congress becoming corrupt from the very beginning. Liber8 were terrorists fighting against the Corporate Congress and were arrested after bombing the building of the Congress. They were supposed to be executed, but Alec smuggled to them a time travel device. It was supposed to send them seven years earlier but instead it sent them to 2012 and me with them.
That's when I met Alec in the past. He was a teenager. I called for backup, not understanding what was going on and then I ended up calling a computer of a child prodigy working in a barn on some prototypes, a boy who was meant to become one of the greatest men in my time." She let out a nostalgic laughter. "Neither one of us at first understood what was going on and I couldn't believe I'd been speaking to a young boy who I knew was destined for greatness at the time. He was helping me stop Liber8 in the past to save my future and family, but then we saw for ourselves the corruption of the corporations and saw how corrupted Alec might become in the future."
"How?" Barry asked and Kiera sighed.
"It's a long story, but… at one point we found another time machine and Emily, Alec's girlfriend at the time had died. We had two choices. Let me go home… or save Emily. Alec made that choice for himself." Kiera said sadly, the sting of betrayal resurfacing. "I followed him in the past and tried to stop him from destroying the timeline and that was when I saw my past self get a bullet in the head, just because Alec was trying to change things for the better… but I still found myself standing."
"Your past self was shot in the head?" Barry asked.
"Different path, different timelines." Sara said, remembering Kiera's explanation from earlier and Barry nodded in understanding. This would have explained why Thawne was still alive despite Eddie killing himself.
"But then, with two Alecs in the past, I was beginning to see for myself what kind of person was Alec turning into… and how flawed my future actually was. And I chose Alec who'd betrayed me at first, because I told him, 'I chose you. I chose you because I believe in a better future than mine, one that I know you will build.' And he did." Kiera said, her voice breaking. "That Alec from the other timeline was becoming unrecognizable. Manipulative. Power hungry. Then I saw for myself how corrupted my time actually was and I realized what the right thing was and I knew that we had to build a better future. That we could build a better future." She then let out a stray tear of sadness. "We broke it all… and I just wanted to put the pieces back together to return to my husband and son. And we did. Because that's the power love can bring." She looked at them both. "Real love. I'm not gonna pretend I know what you've been through, I'm still processing the fact that I actually travelled to an alternate universe, but Sara already gave me some highlights on you both. If you love Oliver…" She took a breath. "You have to believe that you can still put the broken pieces back together. Otherwise, it will all have been for nothing. I accepted that I might never be with my family again… but I wouldn't stop fighting for them. Me and my friends built a better future for them, even though I can't be with them anymore, since a version of me from that future already is."
Barry and Sara began thinking on what Kiera had said. Oliver's sacrifice may have been pointless because of things turning out for the worse after the Crisis, but with the multiverse breaking again, they had to make sure it wouldn't be. They had to keep fighting to honor his memory.
Spike was sulking in the corner the whole time as he listened to the group getting to know each other.
"The Accords divided the Avengers for a time. And it was horrible. I wish you guys had been there, when we fought Thanos." Peter said.
"I think I've seen enough of epic wars." Paige said, remembering the Titans and the fight with Billie, Christy and the Triad.
"At least you didn't have to face the Wild Hunt. They would erase you from existence." Scott said.
"Oh, could you stop the bloody chattering!" Spike snapped as he shot up from his spot, marching towards them as everyone suddenly turned towards him. "I thought we were supposed to figure out how to get back home, not making a bloody tea party and chitchatting here, you useless gits!"
"Hey. Be nice." Paige said, shooting a look at Spike, not unkind, but Spike couldn't help himself but be affected by her. "Or at least your approximation of 'nice.' If we're gonna work together, might as well get to know each other. Teamwork, you know?"
Spike couldn't help to admit she had a point, but he couldn't bring himself to care, as much as he knew he should, making him wonder what was wrong with him as he shrugged and scoffed and returned back to his spot to sit down and brood. "Whatever. Just let me know when we can finally get to work."
"Well, as much as I like us getting to know each other, vampire's got a point." Barry said as he cleared his throat, refocusing now as he approached, turning to Paige. "So, there aren't any more visitors here, or you just can't find them with magic anymore?"
"It might take a while." Paige said.
"Maybe we just need to look for things out of the ordinary." Kiera said as she went to the laptop on the table and on her sleeve appeared some holographic console as she began typing away.
"What are you doing?" Scott asked, but Sara realized what was Kiera up to, remembering how Oliver had tried to track down Ra's, when he tried to unleash Alpha/Omega virus.
"If there's more visitors from other worlds here, then we need to find out what's out of the ordinary and that might help us track them down." Sara said.
"Exactly." Kiera said, pulling out several news articles on screen. "A trio of people raiding a police lockup with contraband, stealing military grade weapons. Unorthodox methods for any known city gangs."
"You think it's the guys from your world?" Sara asked and Kiera nodded.
"That's exactly their M.O.. Then there's some mysterious murder, unable to determine the cause of death. A ninja in black slaughtered dozens of SWAT officers who tried to apprehend him in downtown. Weapon of choice being arrows and a sword." Kiera turned to Sara and Barry. "You thinking what I'm thinking?"
"Merlyn." Barry realized.
"Has to be." Sara nodded.
"A tall man who looked like an animal incited a brutal fight in a bar in Bronx. Six dead, eleven more in a hospital with broken bones and several lacerations. A witness described him as some kind of a man-wolf." Kiera said and Logan and Scott let out a 'hmpf', wondering if this person was from their worlds. "Eight dead people recently found in Queens. Some of the victims had blotchy grey skin and red veins. With some, no cause of death has been determined." Sara's and Barry's eyes narrowed. This sounded very familiar, though they had to see for themselves to be sure. "A disturbance near a military research facility outside of the city…" She paused for a moment as she read the rest of the article slowly. "…and witnesses say that they saw a monster flying through the air."
Kiera, Peter, Sara and Barry looked at each other.
"That's gotta be the guy we saw on the bridge, right?" Peter asked them all.
"That's impossible."
They turned to Octavius in his cell as he stared at the wall in front of him.
"You know him, don't you?" Peter realized.
"Back on the bridge, you said his name." Barry remembered.
"Norman Osborn. Brilliant scientist. Military research. But he was greedy… misguided…" Octavius trailed off.
"I've seen that far too many times." Kiera muttered, remembering Escher, Kellog and Alec, turning into power-hungry or manipulative businessmen.
"What happened to him?" Scott asked.
"We tire of your questions, boy!" Octavius exploded, whirling on them.
"Wow. He's got some serious issues." Paige said.
Eying him cautiously, Peter turned back to Kiera. "OK, um, I gotta go. Where am I going?"
"It can't be him." Octavius suddenly said as they turned to him again.
"Why?" Sara asked.
"Because Norman Osborn died. Years ago. So either we saw someone else…" Octavius then looked at them darkly. "Or you're flying out into the darkness to fight a ghost."
"I should hope not." Paige muttered.
"Or maybe this Osborn was pulled in here from a different point in time, before he died." Kiera said, remembering when she had faced Chen again, despite killing him once, while she and Sara remembered facing Travis, Sonya and Malcolm earlier.
"So… which guys are we gonna come after?" Scott asked.
New York
Sergeant Brett Mahoney was at a crime scene, while looking at dead bodies in a small apartment, though one thing he couldn't explain was the cause of death. It was like if… the life had been sucked out of them.
"Excuse me. You can't just walk in here!"
"Bloody hell, how many times do I have to tell you I'm a special investigator!"
"What's going on out there?" Brett asked, when a blonde man in beige trench coat with a red tie entered.
"John Constantine. Federal Bureau of Investigations." Constantine said, handing Brett a card that Constantine had magically turned into one he wanted Brett to see. "Something about these mysterious murders came down the wire and I was in town, so I wanted to see what's going on. Mind filling me in on what happened here?" He began eying the apartment to see if there's anything out of the ordinary.
"No clue. A family of four. Two parents. Daughter and a son in their teens. Records clean as a whistle. Just found them dead, with no COD determined, CSUs are unable to wrap her head around this. Another case happened few blocks away from here, with two more dead bodies. No apparent similarities found in the profile of the victims yet, so it's too soon to determine if we're dealing with a serial killer." Brett explained.
"No murder weapon?" Constantine asked as he took a closer look at the bodies, kneeling down.
"And there's no apparent wounds on the victims either. No bruises, no scratches, no track marks so far. We might know more once the ME checks the bodies." Brett said.
"I doubt you'll find anything in the autopsy report that will make sense, Sergeant." Constantine said, seeing the black veins and blotchy grey skin as his eyes narrowed before he muttered something.
"What is that? A prayer?" Brett asked, unable to make out what was Constantine saying.
"Something like that." Constantine said as he got up and turned to Brett, handing him the card. "Let me know if some similar case turns out, Sergeant."
Constantine walked down the alley, tracking the source of magic as he looked around. "I know you're here!" He shouted. "Show yourself! You can't hide your magic from me, Damien!"
Suddenly, he sensed something malicious and turned around to face a red-haired woman in a black outfit.
"I'm not Damien. My name is Abaddon." The woman said.
"Oh, bollocks." Constantine groaned as he got up. He had read about this demon in his studies of demonology as he raised his hands. "Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus…"
"Exorcism won't work on me, warlock." Abaddon gloated as she raised her hand and clenched her fist and Constantine felt like if his heart was literally being crushed as he clutched his chest, struggling to breathe before he waved his hand and a beam of light blasted Abaddon back and Constantine took a deep breath for sweet air.
"I'm not a warlock. I'm an Exorcist… Demonologist… and a Master of the Dark Arts!" Constantine snapped before he did a gesture and Abaddon fell down, slammed to the ground.
It was then, when Willow, Sam and Angel appeared and Sam widened his eyes in shock at the seeing the woman on the ground. "Abaddon?"
Abaddon recovered and got up, glaring at Sam upon spotting him. "You!"
Sam pulled out a gun but Abaddon flung him away with a wave of her hand. Angel ran to engage Abaddon as he attacked, but Abaddon lazily blocked his punches before she held him by his neck, while Angel continued punching her, not that it bothered her.
Abaddon tried to possess Angel, but then she noticed that there was something unusual about him. "You're no human… but it'll be fun to kill you."
"Burn her meatsuit!" Sam ordered as he turned to Willow and Constantine.
"What?" Constantine demanded.
"If you have magic, burn her meatsuit! The host body! She's already dead!" Sam ordered.
Willow and Constantine nodded, when he telekinetically pushed Abaddon back, causing for her to let Angel go and then shouted something in an unknown language with Willow joining in. Suddenly, Abaddon was writhing violently, screaming before she opened her mouth and a cloud of black smoke flew out from her mouth, while the body turned into ashes.
"She'll be back. She'll either find a new meatsuit or reforms her original one… and she'll be back." Sam said.
"I'll keep that in mind next time I see her." Constantine said as he turned to Sam. "Who are you? Another exorcist?"
"A hunter." Sam said before turning to Willow and Angel. "A witch. A vampire."
"Not like the ones I know." Constantine noted.
"That's all going around. We're all from different universes." Angel said.
Constantine then frowned, since this was becoming very familiar to him. "A different universe, you say?"
"Yeah. I know it's hard to believe—" Sam said.
"I actually once saw a crisis where several universes were dying. Trust me, this isn't anything new to me, chap." Constantine said casually before turning to Willow. "Let me guess, you were looking for any other visitors that came here and wanted to figure out how to get home?"
Willow nodded. "I was tracking the cause of it."
"Tell you what, luv, why don't you let me show you how it's done." Constantine said as he took Willow's map and spilled some blood from his fingers on it. A few moments later, some drops of blood were on fire and he widened his eyes. "You've got to be bloody kidding me. How the hell did you get here, Sara?"
Sara was on the rooftops, jumping from one to another, looking for anything out of the ordinary before she saw an archer in black hood with a silk mask and a quiver of arrows strapped to her back, with a sheathed sword perching from a balcony. Sara narrowed her eyes, maybe it was Malcolm or someone else, but either way, there was something familiar about the archer. Sara jumped onto another rooftop right above the archer, but the archer already sensed her presence and whirled around, firing an arrow. Sara dodged, when the archer ascended above and neared Sara, stopping in surprise briefly.
"No. You can't be her."
Sara's eyes widened, recognizing the female voice with the distinguishing accent. "Wait—"
The woman attacked with her bow, while Sara dodged before pulling out her batons, blocking the attacks and pushing the woman back, finding her fighting style familiar. The woman attacked again, but as their weapons crossed, Sara threw the woman down and pinned her to the ground.
"It's me! It's Sara! Please…" Sara begged, looking at the woman pleadingly.
The woman looked into Sara's eyes and stopped as she felt pressure on her heart and myriad of emotions filling her. Sara then took off the woman's hood and mask, revealing her to be a dark-haired woman as they both gave each other longing looks.
"Nyssa…" Sara whispered.
"Sara…" Nyssa said softly as they got up, their eyes getting wet, staring at each other before Sara pulled her former lover in for a hug, both women breaking down in tears.
Sam was driving the Impala with Willow, Angel, Faith, Constantine, Claire and restrained Dean in his trunk before they made a pit stop at a gas station for Sam to refill, with Angel and Willow talking.
"So, this Sara is also from your world?" Angel asked.
"Haven't seen her since the Crisis. The end of all worlds." Constantine said as he looked at the skies. "Looks like the end isn't over yet." He then walked off to, lighting up his cigar as he began smoking.
"Reminds me of when Wolfram & Hart sent Los Angeles to Hell." Angel said.
"Wolf, Ram and Hart. Heard about those bloody lots." Constantine muttered.
"How was running it going?" Willow asked and Angel looked at her in surprise briefly.
"I'm surprised you care." Angel asked.
"What do you mean?" Willow asked, not understanding.
"You don't know?" Angel inquired. "Apparently, Buffy doesn't approve of the way I've chosen to help people. We had an incident with a rogue Slayer. Andrew, acting on Buffy's orders, took her back to London, and he had an army of Slayers ready to take her by force if necessary and he told me that no one on Buffy's end trusts us anymore."
"That doesn't sound like Buffy at all." Willow said with a frown, but Angel shrugged.
"Well, that's exactly what Andrew told me." Angel said bitterly.
"Andrew's not exactly a trustworthy source, Angel." Willow pointed out, but Angel scoffed.
"It doesn't matter, even if he was wrong. The orders may not have come from Buffy directly, but they still came from someone Buffy trusts, since Giles was the one who'd sent Andrew to L.A. and I think it's clear Giles and Xander and you and Faith are in Buffy's inner circle. Everything they do under her command is her responsibility. Andrew wouldn't have made such a bold move if Buffy or someone close to her didn't give him indication that they felt the same way. Can you honestly tell me that Andrew and Giles are the only ones who don't trust me?" Angel asked pointedly.
Willow wanted to tell him he was wrong, but she had spent the early years of the Scoobies listening to Xander's rants about Angel and while she hadn't been present for it, she knew that Giles had tried to have Spike killed behind Buffy's back. And it wasn't exactly a secret that Xander hated all demons and Giles hated Angel for killing Jenny.
"It seems to me no matter what he does, Buffy always lets Giles back in. This isn't the first time he's gone behind her back." Angel challenged and Willow knew he was talking about Giles drugging Buffy and then there was the time he had conspired with Robin and tried to kill Spike, despite that he was their best fighter next to Buffy in the war against the First Evil. "You know what happened to Fred?"
Willow nodded sadly. Fred was her friend too and she had heard that Fred's soul had been consumed by Illyria, who had possessed her.
"I would've helped if I'd known." Willow said.
"Well, that's because Giles apparently didn't even bother to contact you. When Illyria was about to raise her army back from the dead, I reached out to your group to get you or Buffy to help me, but when I told Giles that I still worked at Wolfram & Hart, he refused to help and cut me off completely." Angel said bluntly.
"What?!" Willow exclaimed, first shock and horror, then a significant wave of rage filling her, almost as much as when Tara had died in her arms. It was one thing that Giles drugged Buffy, then there was him refusing to help Willow with her magic until Tara died and it was too late, then him conspiring with Robin and try to kill Spike, but this…
"I've learned some things in the past centuries, one of the things is that you can tell a lot about someone and how they conduct themselves by who they surround themselves with. I have my issues with Spike, but I understood why she let him and Faith in, but I also know what Andrew did from Spike. But how can Buffy still trust him and Giles after how many times Giles has betrayed her and after Andrew conspiring with the man who'd tried to kill her? He joined you only for protection, not because he wanted to do the right thing and it worries me that Buffy doesn't recognize when her trust in others is misplaced and while I trust her, you and Faith and I know I can trust Dawn, I'm not so sure I can trust the rest of your group after Fred. Can you honestly tell me I'm wrong?"
Seeing that Willow remained silent, Angel smiled tightly, having his answer.
"I'd rather not work with them at all than work with someone who doesn't trust me fully. I'll never stop fighting, Willow, but I won't be some disposable ally that Buffy or whoever she decides speaks for her can throw me aside whenever they feel like it." Angel said firmly and, after a moment, Willow nodded.
"I guess I can't really blame you for feeling that way." Willow said, since… she couldn't really say anything in the Scoobies' defense. It was silent between them for a moment. "Are you alright? You seem…sad. And I don't just mean about Buffy. Did something happen?"
Angel was silent, thinking back to that moment. The moment he had lost it all. Lost a part of himself.
In his office, Angel placed the phone down, in a bit of a daze. Looking up, he stared at the spot Cordelia had been moments earlier, where she had kissed him. But she was gone. And she wasn't coming back.
"Thank you." Angel said emotionally, feeling as though he'd lost part of himself that he would never fully get back.
"Cordy." Angel said and Willow nodded, seeing the pained look in his eyes she knew far too well as she also remembered, a stray tear rolling down her cheek. Back in high school, Cordelia used to bully and belittle Buffy, Willow and Xander due to being the outsiders and typical losers, but then she grew to befriend them and come closer to them after learning about the supernatural, becoming friends with the likes she had never expected to, even becoming phone friends with Willow after moving to L.A., despite how they had treated each other back in Sunnydale.
"I'm sorry. When we heard… it was hard for all of us." Willow said and Angel nodded.
"So, how's everyone? Last we heard, Buffy was starting up that Slayer Organization." Angel noted.
"Doing alright. Dawn's in college, Xander's in Africa I think, it's been a while since he's been in touch. Giles is with Buffy in London as they plan everything out." Willow explained and Angel nodded.
"And you? Last I heard you were seeing someone, Kennedy?" Angel questioned and Willow grimaced.
"That did not work out. She just… She wasn't Tara." Willow said softly and Angel nodded.
"I get it. You know you need to move on but your heart's not ready. It took me…years until I was ready to move on from Buffy." Angel said wisely and Willow nodded. "You'll get there someday."
"I hope so." Willow said and there was silence between them.
"Hey." They turned to see Faith approach. "I was going out for a walk, but I overheard some bits here and there. I…" She sighed. "I don't even know what to say. I'm sorry… about what happened to you, guys." Faith said and she felt odd saying that out loud.
"Feels strange, when you say it out loud, does it?" Angel asked, feeling like he was already getting through to her.
"Look, I need to know… what happens to me?" Faith asked and Angel sighed.
"You wanted to die. You wanted to run from what you did. But eventually you face it. You own up to your mistakes. Spend some time in prison." Angel said.
"Then you help us with some more bigger threats. You redeem yourself for your sins. You earn forgiveness. From everyone. Even Buffy one day." Willow said and Faith seemed considering.
"Sounds too good to be true." Faith said.
"If you really think you're so lost, why are you with us?" Angel pointed out and Faith was silent. "Maybe you can still turn things around."
Faith was silent, with a contemplative look on her face.
"Maybe deep down you still want to do the right thing." Angel said and Faith remembered when she had saved all the people in the church, while in Buffy's body, when she had a chance to run away. Before she could say something else, Sam approached.
"Alright, tank's full. Ready to hit the road?" Sam said.
Elsewhere
As the sun set, Peter was swinging along the powerlines of the transmission towers in the woods before he landed on the ground, looking for anything out of the ordinary, when he heard the breeze and his tingle went off as he stopped. Hearing some strange noise, Peter raised his arm, three golden rings appearing around it before turning around. However, he paused as he saw a blue glowing figure surrounded by electrical bursts that seemed to be coming from the powerlines.
"Whoa." Peter muttered before raising his voice. "Uh… You wouldn't happen to be from another universe, would you?"
The cracking of electricity was getting louder and louder as the figure seemed to absorb the electricity from the grid, seeming to be charging up, turning from transparent into corporeal. Unable to shake the bad feeling that had come over him, Peter shot at the man with his web shooter but the orange burst merely went through the blue figure, to Peter's disbelief, and hit a tree instead. Suddenly, the figure's eyes glowed white as he seemed to come to and began throwing bolts of lightning at Peter, who dodged and began swinging away to avoid the blasts and tried to shake him off in the woods before the figure suddenly appeared in front of Peter and with a blast of lightning sent him flying away before he hit the ground, rolling down before stopping, smoke billowing from his suit.
Peter panted out, trying to recover but as he came to, another bolt of lightning was making its way towards Peter, when suddenly a wall of sand rose up in front of him, shielding Peter from the lightning.
"Whoa." Peter said in a bit of awe as a figure of sand emerged from the shield.
"Peter, it's me, Flint Marko! You remember?" The figure asked.
"Uh, I'm Peter, but I'm not your Peter." Peter said, to Flint's confusion.
"What do you mean, you're not my Peter? What the hell is going on?" Flint demanded.
"I'll explain everything, but first, can you help me stop this guy?" Peter asked.
"OK." Flint nodded.
"You try to surround him and I'll try to pull the plug. All right, let's go!" Peter ordered.
As Peter swung up to a nearby transmission tower, Flint turned into a gigantic sand wall, shielding Peter from the lightning blasts before he turned into became a sandstorm, surrounding the blue man as he shot off lightning around.
"I can't… hold him much longer!" Flint shouted in warning.
"I got it, I got it!" Peter assured as he fired lines of webbing at the power lines around and grunted in an effort, while pulling the webbing until he managed to rip them from the towers, while Peter fell down on the ground. The lightning was dissipating and losing intensity as the electric man seemed to lose power, while Peter took off his mask, breathing heavily, while Flint appeared next to him, eying him.
"Different Peter. Weird." Flint commented.
"Thanks." Peter said, attempting to give Flint a high five but Flint's hand turned to dust. "Sorry."
"Don't worry about it." Flint said as they turned to the figure in front of them, no longer glowing blue, but was now a black man with a slight beard and a buzz cut and he was also completely naked.
The man looked around at the destruction before looking down at his hand, which sparked with electricity. "I got my body back."
"Hey, um… this is gonna sound really crazy, but, uh… this isn't your universe." Peter said to the man.
"Another universe?" The man inquire.
"Uh-huh." Peter nodded.
"What?" Flint asked, confused.
"That's what I was feeling. The power, it's different." The man realized, turning to them as his eyes began glowing with a flash of lightning. "I like it."
"Easy, buddy." Flint said gently.
"It's actually my fault that you're here." Peter said.
"Like the universe or the woods? I hate the woods." The man said.
"I meant the universe, sir." Peter clarified.
"So what, y'all just gonna stand here and act like I ain't butt-ass naked?" The man asked.
"I am." Flint shrugged.
"No, no. I, uh…" Peter paused as he noticed some clothes in a utility shed.
Sanctum Sanctorum
Next thing the man knew, he was in electrician worker clothes, as he appeared in sparks in one of the cells in the Sanctum's undercroft. The man looked around in confusion, feeling the energy in his hands before he noticed Octavius who smiled and waved at him.
Elsewhere
"What was that? What did you just do to him?" Flint demanded as he whirled on Peter.
"No, no, no, it's OK, it's OK, it's OK…" Peter tried to calm him down.
"Did you kill him?" Flint asked angrily as he was becoming larger and larger
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Listen, I can explain everything. You just have to trust me, please, just trust me." Peter pleaded.
"I don't trust you! I don't know you!" Flint snapped as he tried to attack Peter, who fired an orange beam at him from his web shooter and Flint vanished in an explosion of sparks.
Sanctum Sanctorum
Flit appeared in a cell, banging on the magical field containing him, looking around in bewilderment. "What is this?"
"You picked the wrong side." The electric man said from a cell near him before he heard a laugh and noticed the lizard creature that Strange had captured in another cell. "Connors?"
"Wait. You know this creature?" Octavius demanded, turning to the man.
"No, no, no, no, not a creature. A man. Dr. Curt Connors. He was a scientist at OsCorp when I worked there. A brilliant scientist. Until he turned himself into a lizard. Then he tried to turn the whole city into lizards, it was crazy!" The man explained.
"It wasn't crazy, Max. It was the next step in human evolution." Connors replied as he eyed Max. "Speaking of which, what happened to you? Last I recall, you had bad teeth, glasses, and a combover. Did you get a makeover? You know I can give you a real makeover." he offered.
"Let me guess. Into a lizard?" Max asked sarcastically.
"Exactly." Connors said.
"Would you two just shut up?! Where are we?" Flint wondered.
"A wizard's dungeon." Paige said as she entered.
"Hmpf." Flint said, thinking, since that would at least explain how had Peter sent him here, though after seeing some alien Spider-Man, not much should surprise him anymore, while Paige sighed, wondering how long would she have to keep watch for them.
Elsewhere
In a darkened room, two men in their late 40s, one in a brown jacket with brown hair, another with short blonde hair with a suit were chanting a spell at the fire in front of them, when from the fire emerged out a glow of light turning in a silhouette with first a shape of hands, when flesh appeared before they began forming a torso, with bared skin, the breasts, abdomen, legs and finally the face as Abaddon's meatsuit was restored, her corporeal human body naked as the day she was born… or reborn would be the more accurate expression.
Then, the dark-haired man handed Abaddon a robe as she put it on.
"I admit, when I heard we'd bring the legendary Abaddon from the stories… I didn't expect her to be so… alluring." The blonde man said.
"I suppose I should thank you for restoring my corporeal form, but… who are you?" Abaddon asked.
"Cole Turner. Former Source of All Evil on my Earth." Cole said.
"Damien Darhk. Practitioner of dark magic. We and some associates of ours have a proposition for you, Abaddon. How would you like to work with us to both have revenge on the Winchester brothers and become the Queen of Hell?" Darhk offered.
Abaddon narrowed her eyes, intrigued. These people had the power to restore her body, so she at least didn't have to bother searching for a new host, especially since she had gotten used to and preferred Josie Sands's form. "Go on."
New York
"You didn't kill those people, did you?" Sara asked.
"No." Nyssa shook her head. "I was wondering how did I end up in New York, looking for anything strange, when I saw the news about this… Spider-Man and some tentacle man. It made me wonder if this was the Crisis or one of those alternate worlds you told me about."
Sara sighed at the mention of Crisis. "It makes me thing everything I did was for nothing. It's not just you and me here. This is an alternate Earth and it's not just us here, it's Barry, Malcolm Merlyn…" Nyssa sneered at hearing Malcolm's name. "And other people. Some are good, some just as bad as Merlyn."
"Then we must make sure these visitors won't do too much harm to wherever we are." Nyssa said and Sara nodded as they walked down the street.
"I just feel like I failed Ollie. But I'm not gonna stop fighting for him." Sara said and Nyssa smiled.
"There's the Sara I know. She won't give up easily. We'll find a way." Nyssa said as they began looking around, sensing they were being watched… whoever it was, they were too far for them to pinpoint from where they were being watched.
On a nearby rooftop, a man in black outfit with a mask with shurikens strapped to his vest, a katana and a quiver of arrows and bows strapped to his bow observed them from above.
The man then took off his hood and mask and smirked, revealing his face to be Adrian Chase as he smirked at the sight from the distance.
So, Sara Lance and Nyssa al Ghul were here too. Good, Chase thought. More people Oliver cared about for him to lose, even if this was a different world. One way or another, Chase would show Oliver that everything he touches dies.
In a deserted alley, the man in green suit was rushing to cover the glider with a sheet and some piles of garbage, with his mask on the edge of a dumpster behind him.
"Coward!"
The man whipped his head, revealing his face to be Norman Osborn.
"We have a new world to conquer." The voice said, seemingly coming from the mask as Norman turned around to face the mask. "You make me sick."
"Leave me alone, please." Norman begged.
"Hiding in the shadows. Hiding from you truly are!" The voice continued taunting him.
"No!" Norman cried desperately.
"You can't escape yourself!"
Having enough, Norman picked up a nearby rock and smashed it against the mask, shattering it. As the pieces fell to the ground, Norman ran, trying to ignore the sinister cackle that followed him.
The Brett Mahoney cameo just came to me, when making a small inclusion of MCU NYPD.
And now we have, Matt Ryan's Constantine, Damien Darhk and Adrian Chase/Prometheus and Nyssa from Arrowverse, Cole from Charmed Season 5, Abaddon from Supernatural of course Rhys Ifans's Lizard and Jamie Foxx's Electro from TASM and Sandman from Raimi's Spider-Man films.
Some of the parts are taken from Stand with Ward and Queen's 'Alliance of worlds' and Aragorn II Elessar's 'The Apocalypse is here', which also incorporated No Way Home with multiple fandoms included, so I'd like to thank for the inspiration.
Hope I'm not being pushy with Kiera telling her backstory, since it's not my intention to force anyone to watch Continuum, but I did enjoy the show for the most part, save for some issues with the writing in the back half of the show and I wanted to explore the show more in fanfiction, so I wanted to familiarize those not in the known a bit more with the show.
Given that Abaddon in real life is a demon in Christian lore and Constantine is an expert in demonology, I think he would've at least heard of Abaddon, given that Supernatural explores various branches of mythology and lore and now she's teaming up with Darhk, Cole and some more villains you'll see later.
I've said it before in my other stories, so I'll sum this up to avoid a long rant, anyone in their right mind would see what a bunch of BS Angel 5x11 was, since at least Buffy, Willow and Faith would give Angel the benefit of the doubt for taking over W&H and it shows Buffy's lack of judgment she trusts Andrew and Giles, when she let Andrew tell Angel he's not trusted anymore, when Andrew is far from a trustworthy person and then there's the situation with Giles refusing to help with Fred/Illyria and letting an Old One rise up and ignoring saving an innocent life, though I chalk that one more to the unavailability of Anthony Head and Whedon ruining Giles further, but it shows again Buffy's lack of judgment when she places such a huge amount of trust in Giles even after he drugged her and conspired with Robin to try and kill Spike.
Crisis on Infinite Earths in Arrowverse turned out to be nothing but a complete clusterfuck. Most of the live action fandoms ended up with nothing more than fanserviced cameos and some of them being ruined, such as in Smallville or what they did with Kevin Conroy and then there's the fact how the Paragons were handled. Given that more DC universes were being involved, it would've made more sense if there'd been more diversity among the Paragons between the different DC universes, but it just became an Arrowverse mashup, when almost none of them were worthy of becoming Paragons at that point, outside of J'onn and Brandon Routh's Superman. Kate Kane was such a terribly written character that just screamed LGBT, plus she had been just introduced the year before, so there had been no development or compelling arc for her to earn the title of Paragon, plus the Paragon of Courage fitted more to Oliver, instead of Kate. Kara and Sara from a narrative standpoint made sense, but Kara was just too self-righteous, even though it was toned down after Season 3 and she didn't have such a black-and-white view anymore and she didn't butt heads over the killing issue anymore and Sara was ruined mainly after Legends of Tomorrow Season 2, with her most of the time focusing on sleeping with any pretty girl there is and not caring about her family at all after Laurel's death, the exceptions being Quentin's death in Arrow 6x23 and saving Earth-2 Laurel in 7x18.. Barry from the first two seasons of The Flash had the potential to become a Paragon and it made sense from a narrative standpoint for a main character of Arrowverse to be a Paragon, but then he became selfish and so obsessed with Iris, putting his best friends Cisco and Caitlin at arm's length instead, not to mention that he wasn't even the first character to be nominated a Paragon, but earns that title by the end, when they fight the Anti-Monitor. Ryan Cho, nothing against him, but naming some random character that hadn't appeared until the crossover as Paragon was stupid AF already.
Plus the fallout of COIE was also stupid as hell. For example, Leviathan was a worldwide threat, yet Kara didn't call the JL to help take it down. Freeland was invaded by a foreign country for a while, yet the JL didn't show up to help Black Lightning out. Also, Barry and Kara are best friends, yet they didn't see each other that often, despite that they could have very easily due to their powers, considering they lived on the same Earth now.
Next chapter will introduce some more characters before it gets rolling.
So, what do you guys think?
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