Marvel: From the Void and Back Again, Part 2

Chapter 4: The Creed Family of Universe-15, Part 1

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The sun peeked through the curtains as the Peter variant and Mystique variant woke up, ready to face another day in this new world. They dressed quickly and made their way to the dining area for breakfast. As they entered, they noticed Jocasta sitting at a table with her daughter, a slightly translucent silverish, clockwork-like toddler. The child looked at them with wide, curious glowing eyes, clockwork mechanisms forming and dissolving under her translucent frame. Mystique did a double take, her surprise evident on her face.

At the same table, Rachel Summers was holding a little bark-like, slightly spiky and green infant with stubby spikes that were still growing on his limbs and shoulders, who cooed up at her as she smiled and fed him a spoonful of breakfast. Peter and Mystique exchanged bewildered glances before approaching the table.

"Who are these little ones?" the alternate Mystique asked, her curiosity piqued.

Jocasta smiled warmly. "This is Cybelle," she said, gesturing to her daughter. "Her father is a symbiote known as Mecha-Spike-1. And this one," she continued, pointing to the infant in Rachel's arms, "is Thorn-Claw, the firstborn of four that a symbiote named Blight-Claw gave Rachel over there."

Peter and Mystique were taken aback. "Wait a minute? You mean Peter-Knull's symbiotes can have kids with other beings?" Peter asked, incredulously.

Rachel raised an eyebrow, studying the pair. "That's right. Symbiotes are all over this world since Peter-Knull decided to settle here mostly as hospital workers or construction workers, or the occasional bodyguard or bouncer at a bar. He's even found love," she added, a hint of a smile playing on her lips. "In this world's Madelyne Pryor."

"Madelyne Pryor? As in the Goblin Queen?" Mystique repeated, clearly stunned.

Peter noticed the looks they were giving him and decided to explain. "The last time we saw him, he was in a previous relationship with a Gwen Stacy variant. From what we heard; she was the only one he lost. He must have met his second love after our universe..."

Jocasta nodded. "Yes, Peter-Knull has found peace and love here. Madelyne reminded him of his second love, who he also lost. It's been a healing process for him."

Mystique and Peter absorbed the information, their minds reeling from the changes and new realities. "It's hard to believe," Mystique murmured. "The Peter-Knull we knew was more of a loner. He used some of his symbiotes, sure, but he never integrated them to this point."

Rachel glanced at Jocasta, who smiled softly. "People change, Mystique. Even Peter-Knull. He's built a life here, surrounded by those who care for him. It's a new beginning for him."

Peter looked down at Cybelle and Thorn-Claw, marveling at the new generation that Peter-Knull's symbiotes had created. "It seems we've missed a lot," he said, a touch of regret in his voice.

"Well, you're here now," Rachel said gently. "And there's plenty of time to catch up."

Mystique ate in silence for a while, lost in her thoughts. Her attention was drawn when she noticed Dazzler being helped by a colorful, symbiotic creature that looked a little like a cartoonish character to sit down. The creature gave Dazzler a kiss on the cheek before moving to the kitchen to prepare some waffles. Dazzler looked to be in the late stages of pregnancy.

Mystique and her Peter variant exchanged glances, putting the pieces together quickly. The cartoonish symbiote whistled a cheerful tune as he flipped pancakes with his elastic appendages, also cooking scrambled eggs.

Rachel noticed their curious expressions and spoke up. "That's Toon-Shade, a symbiote from Peter-Knull's symbiotic universe with cartoon powers. He can bend the laws of physics and give life to inanimate objects, hence the cartoon physics that emits off of him."

Mystique and Peter processed this new information, their minds reeling from the sheer number of symbiotes that apparently made this world their home. Before they could ask more, Rachel continued, anticipating their question. "Any others you need to be aware of? So far, there's Tigra and a symbiote known as Beast-Shade. Though she's not as far along as Dazzler there. We've recently met some symbiotic kids of Kamala Khan and a symbiote that's a literal giant salamander from the future. And a clone of the Hulk who's his own person with his own personality, originally created by Sinister who apparently gets together with a female symbiote named Kitsura and they have a daughter in the future who also came back in time."

Peter and Mystique exchanged another look, absorbing the information. "This world is a melting pot of symbiotes?" Peter murmured, shaking his head in amazement.

Mystique nodded in agreement. "It's definitely... unique."

Rachel smiled. "Welcome to our world. It's never boring, that's for sure."

As they continued their breakfast, the realization of just how much had changed—and how much more they had to learn—began to sink in. They were part of a new reality now, one filled with incredible allies and the unpredictable.

Madelyne entered the room, cradling Lucian in her arms. She took a seat at the table, her presence immediately drawing everyone's attention. Toon-Shade, ever the cheerful helper, handed out plates with food to the mothers and their guests.

Lucian, with his bright red eyes, looked at the Mystique variant curiously, then shifted his gaze to the Peter variant who resembled his father even more. He tugged at his mother's sleeve and asked in an innocent voice, "Why does that man look like Daddy? Is he Daddy's brother? My uncle?"

Madelyne smiled and kissed Lucian on the forehead. "It's complicated, sweetheart," she said gently. "He may look like Daddy, but I can assure you, he's someone else."

Lucian blinked, still trying to process the information. Madelyne handed him a spoonful of scrambled eggs, and he accepted it without further questions, his curiosity temporarily satisfied.

Peter and Mystique exchanged a look of realization, their eyes widening as it dawned on them that Lucian was Peter-Knull's son.

"Your son?" Peter asked, his voice tinged with awe.

Madelyne nodded, her expression softening as she looked at Lucian. "Yes, this is Lucian. He and his sister Selene are our world's Peter-Knull's children."

Mystique glanced at Lucian, then back at Madelyne. "It's incredible," she murmured. "To think of how much has changed since we last saw him."

Madelyne smiled reassuringly. "Well, you're here now," she said. "And there's plenty of time to catch up."

…

Spider-Gwen stood on the rooftop, looking out over the city. The early morning light painted the skyline in shades of gold and pink. She was deep in thought when Lumina, the serene, moth-like symbiote, floated down beside her. Lumina's soft, ethereal glow cast a gentle light around them.

"Good morning, Gwen," Lumina greeted, her voice as soft as a whisper.

"Hey, Lumina," Gwen replied with a smile. "How are things?"

"Calm for now," Lumina answered, her delicate wings fluttering. "But in todays day and age, one can never be too careful."

At that moment, Gwen noticed a new figure crouched on the edge of the building. He looked like a humanoid frog, with pale blue and bright green symbiotic skin covered in intricate, tattoo-like patterns.

Gwen raised an eyebrow but then shrugged. "Hi there. I'm Gwen."

The frog-like symbiote croaked in response before standing up and giving a slight bow. "Toxa-Frog at your service," he said in a deep, ribbit-like voice.

"Nice to meet you, Toxa-Frog," Gwen said, intrigued. "So, what can you do?"

Toxa-Frog gave another croak before explaining. "My abilities are designed to neutralize toxins and protect others. I can neutralize toxic chemicals and pollutants, making the environment safe. My saliva can create a shield that makes individuals immune to corrosive chemicals and toxins. I also have a healing touch, secreting a regenerative substance from my skin. Plus, I can blend into my surroundings with adaptive camouflage and move seamlessly between land and water."

Gwen's eyes widened slightly as she took it all in. "Wow, that's impressive. It sounds like Peter-Knull created you with a specific purpose in mind."

Toxa-Frog nodded. "Yes. Peter-Knull created me to ensure he never loses another love like his Gwen Stacy. My abilities are meant to protect and heal those he cares about, especially from acid attacks."

Gwen felt a pang of empathy. "That's... really thoughtful of him. And it makes sense. Peter's been through a lot."

Lumina nodded in agreement. "Peter-Knull has always sought to protect his loved ones. It's in his nature."

Gwen smiled at Toxa-Frog. "Well, it's good to have you here, Toxa-Frog. We can always use more allies to keep this city safe."

Toxa-Frog gave a croak of acknowledgment. "Thank you, Gwen. I am here to help in any way I can, and I'm assigned to your patrol for today."

Gwen felt a pang of empathy. "That's... really thoughtful of him. And it makes sense. Peter's been through a lot."

Lumina nodded in agreement. "Peter-Knull has always sought to protect his loved ones. It's in his nature."

Gwen smiled at Toxa-Frog. "Well, it's good to have you here, Toxa-Frog. We can always use more allies to keep this city safe."

Toxa-Frog gave a croak of acknowledgment. "Thank you, Gwen. I am here to help in any way I can, and I'm assigned to your patrol for today."

Gwen nodded, and the two of them headed out. Lumina returned to her apartment building to tend to her daily activities, which included cleaning up Gwen's apartment. Toxa-Frog leaped from building to building like an actual frog, while Gwen shot her webs and performed acrobatic flips.

After about five minutes of patrolling, Gwen's SHIELD communicator crackled to life. "Requesting backup downtown! Someone is causing a commotion! He looks like—oh god! Is that a Wolverine with Doctor Octopus's mechanical arms?!"

The communicator went silent for a moment before another call came through, signaling that Cable and Logan were en route with Wild-Claw in tow. Recognizing this individual as one of the variants Punisher-Pool had warned them about, Gwen and Toxa-Frog didn't waste any time. They instantly took off towards the source of the disturbance.

As they approached the downtown area, the sounds of chaos grew louder. People were screaming, and cars were overturned. Gwen spotted the commotion first—a figure with the physique of Wolverine but wielding mechanical arms similar to Doctor Octopus's.

"That's him!" Gwen shouted to Toxa-Frog as they swung into action.

Toxa-Frog leaped ahead, landing with a powerful thud on the ground. "Stay back, everyone!" he croaked, his protective saliva already forming a barrier around the civilians to shield them from any potential harm.

The Wolverine-Doc Ock hybrid snarled, his mechanical arms flailing as he faced Gwen and Toxa-Frog. "Take some advice kid…" He said at Gwen Stacy, "My beef isn't with you, so beat it…"he growled.

Gwen shot a web at one of the mechanical arms, pulling it off balance. "We can't do that!" she retorted, flipping over the hybrid's head to land a kick on his back.

Toxa-Frog moved in, using his healing touch to mend the wounds of any injured civilians nearby while keeping an eye on the fight. Gwen continued to engage the Variant, her agility and acrobatics keeping her one step ahead of his attacks though one of his arms almost collided with her as she ducked and slid under it.

Just then, Cable and Logan arrived with Wild-Claw. Wild-Claw, an imposing figure with fur-like patterns and deadly claws, charged at the hybrid with a ferocious roar.

The fight intensified as Wild-Claw joined the fray, his strength and ferocity matching the hybrid's. "You picked the wrong city to mess with," Logan growled, slashing at the hybrid's mechanical arms with his adamantium claws.

Logan's claws met the mechanical arms, only to realize they were made of an adamantium-vibranium alloy. His claws couldn't cut through them. The Wolverine-Doc Ock hybrid smirked, using his superior strength to push Logan back.

Wild-Claw moved in, wrestling and slashing at the Variant. The Variant of Logan slashed in that one moment that would have disemboweled any other creature, expected blood to fly out, but instead, it was fur-covered symbiotic matter that quickly reattached itself to Wild-Claw's body. The hybrid paused, raising an eyebrow. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU?!"

Wild-Claw snarled, "A symbiote."

The hybrid stared at him in disbelief. "Bullshit! No symbiote looks like that! Tell me the truth, what are you—"

Before the hybrid could finish, Toxa-Frog transformed into a puddle of symbiote and extended his tendrils, wrapping around the hybrid's arms. Cable used an adamantium net to tangle up the fourth arm, pinning it to itself. Gwen Stacy and Logan held down the hybrid, who thrashed wildly, trying to break free.

The hybrid struggled, his mechanical arms flailing against the combined efforts of the heroes. "You think you can hold me down?" he snarled, his strength pushing them to their limits.

Gwen tightened her grip, her voice steady despite the strain. "We're not letting you go anywhere."

Wild-Claw dug his claws into the ground, using his immense strength to keep the hybrid pinned. "Give it up. You're outnumbered and outmatched."

The hybrid's eyes darted around, realizing his predicament. With one final surge of strength, he tried to break free, but Toxa-Frog's tendrils tightened, and Cable's net held firm. The combined efforts of the heroes were too much for him.

Seeing no way out, the hybrid finally slumped in defeat. "Fine, you got me. But this isn't over."

Logan, still wary, kept his claws ready. "We'll see about that. Let's get him back to SHIELD and get him contained."

…

At the Shield Processing facility…

At the SHIELD facility, the restrained Doc Ock/Logan variant was led inside. The sight that greeted them was unexpected—Peter-Knull was there, along with another Peter Parker variant. This Peter looked more akin to a fur-skinned warrior, clad in leather armor with a dinosaur skull on his shoulder. Beside him, were two pet raptors, one of the raptors hissed at one of the SHIELD agents until the Peter variant growled softly, signaling it to stand down. The raptor obediently lay down like a trained dog. But what really caught Logan's, Gwen's, and Cable's attention was the woman next to him.

She looked like a beautiful but fierce woman with long flowing blonde hair in a tribal garb that was essentially a top with a loincloth and boots with some type of fur-skin fur-lining on her shoulders, adorned with a saber-tooth skull and leather on her shoulder. As she leaned against the wall with her arms crossed, she noticed Logan's stare and looked back at him, revealing eyes that Logan recognized anywhere— red bloodshot eyes that looked like Victor Creed's, albeit more feminine. And she looked almost three or four months pregnant.

Peter-Knull approached them after the SHIELD agents led away the Doc-Ock/Logan variant. "Yeah, you weren't the only ones who stumbled upon a few variants during their patrols."

Logan kept his distance from the woman and asked cautiously, "Who is she?"

The Peter variant addressed the question. "Her name's Victoria Creed... She's, my wife."

Logan quickly put the pieces together. This variant of Victor Creed didn't try to attack him. Instead, she walked over to the Peter variant, curling up into him and licking his cheek. He let her, and she even purred into his touch. The Peter variant wrapped his arm around her, pulling her closer, making the situation more bizarre. Peter-Knull, noticing the growing shock and wariness in Logan, explained, "They came from their world's Savage Lands, where they settled down and had a family where their children could grow up without any problems. Hence the raptors. And this Peter here leads the tribes of his Savage Lands, all of them, after he led a coalition against his world's Sauron. If my memory serves me correctly, they're from the 15th universe I visited out of the 17. Their kids came with them—three of the twelve they've had so far."

Logan's, Cable's, and Gwen's jaws dropped to the floor. Victoria Creed stifled a chuckle, "TWELVE KIDS!?" Logan echoed.

Victoria Creed, without waiting a moment, rubbed her belly, which had a slight bump. She purred, "And more on the way..."

Logan, Cable, and Gwen were left dumbstruck by what they had just heard. Logan's eyes widened as he stared at the couple in disbelief, trying to process the information.

"Twelve kids?" Cable repeated, his usually composed demeanor faltering for a moment. "And more on the way?"

Gwen's jaw had dropped, and she looked between Peter-Knull, Victoria Creed, and the fur-skinned Peter variant. "How... how do you even manage that?" she asked, genuinely curious.

Logan, feeling his mind overwhelmed, found a nearby bench and sat down heavily. He rubbed his temples, trying to wrap his head around the concept. "I'm having a hard time picturing a female variant of Victor Creed as a family mom," he admitted, shaking his head slowly. "And you've got two raptors as pets too?"

Peter-Knull nodded, while the peter variant kissed Victoria's cheek making her purr. "It's a different world, Logan. A different way of life different things happened there than what happened here."

Victoria Creed chuckled softly, her eyes softening as she looked at her husband. "Peter, my king, has always been good with kids. And we found our peace in the Savage Lands. It's a life of freedom and family."

Logan looked up at her, still trying to process it all. "And you... you're happy there?"

Victoria nodded; her expression serene. "Happier than I ever thought possible, and besides, he's very good at taming me."

For a moment there was silence, as they tried to get that image out of their heads before Cable, who had been silent, finally spoke up. "If it works for you, who are we to judge?" He said with a shrug.

Gwen, still a bit shell-shocked, managed to smile. "Well, it's definitely... unique. But it's kind of nice to see a different side of things."

…

Later, in Nick Furies office…

Nick Fury put down the reports handed to him by Kitsura, rubbing his temples as he felt a headache coming on. He muttered to himself, "A female equivalent of Victor Creed... got together with a Peter Parker... and they have over a dozen kids?" He leaned back in his chair, staring at the ceiling for a moment as he tried to process the bizarre information.

Kitsura, standing nearby, watched him with a mixture of amusement and concern. "It's a lot to take in, isn't it?" she said gently.

Fury nodded slowly. "Yeah, that's an understatement. I've seen a lot of strange things in my time, but this... this is something I never could have oreseen." He sighed and looked at Kitsura. "Any other surprises I should be aware of?"

Kitsura smiled faintly. "Just a few more unique variants, about two or three of them that were less cooperative, But nothing quite as… unconventional as this one."

Fury shook his head, still trying to wrap his mind around the concept. "You know, I thought I'd seen it all. But this multiverse stuff just keeps throwing curveballs."

Kitsura nodded in agreement. "It's a constant reminder that anything is possible. We just have to adapt and deal with whatever comes our way."

Fury sighed again, then straightened up in his chair, focusing on the task at hand. "Alright, let's keep moving. We need to stay on top of these developments. Make sure the teams are briefed and ready for anything. And keep an eye on our new friends. I have a feeling they're going to be important."

Kitsura nodded and left the room to carry out his instructions. Fury leaned back again, staring at the ceiling with a mix of bewilderment and determination. "A dozen kids," he muttered to himself. "Incredible."

He picked up the next report on his desk, mentally preparing himself for whatever other surprises the multiverse had in store.

…

Later, at Avengers tower…

At Avengers Tower, Logan found himself in a meeting room with Gabriella, Laura, and Daken. The weight of the information he was about to share felt heavy on his shoulders. He took a deep breath before beginning.

"Alright, listen up. We've got some new arrivals staying with us for a while. They're… family of sorts, from another universe. Peter Parker and Victoria Creed. And they brought three of their kids with them. We need to be ready for some… adjustments."

Gabriella, Laura, and Daken exchanged curious glances as Logan continued.

"Their son, who's 16, is named Lycan Parker. He's got that feral side from his mom, but there's a calmness to him, like his dad. He wears a leather jacket, dark jeans, and sturdy boots. His hair is wild and dark, and his eyes have a sharp, predatory gleam, but his posture is relaxed, giving off a laid-back vibe."

Next, Logan described the twins. "The 14-year-old twin daughters are Nyx and Ferra Parker. Nyx is a bit more reserved, often seen in a green hoodie with a fur-lined hood, leggings, and combat boots. Her hair is braided, and she has a habit of observing everything around her with keen interest. Ferra, on the other hand, is more outgoing. She wears a tank top, cargo pants, and fingerless gloves, with her hair loose and wild. Both of them have their mother's feral edge but are grounded by their father's calm demeanor."

Gabriella, Laura, and Daken listened intently, processing the new information.

"They've got that feral side, like their mother," Logan continued, "but they're also relaxed, like their father. We need to make sure they feel welcome and help them adjust."

Gabriella was the first to speak. "Sounds like they'll fit in just fine. We've dealt with a lot worse."

Laura nodded in agreement. "We'll keep an eye on them. Make sure they don't cause any trouble."

Daken smirked. "Relax, old man. We got this. We'll show them the ropes."

Logan nodded, grateful for their support. "Thanks. Let's go meet them, then."

…

Logan took a deep breath, preparing himself for the introduction. "Alright, kids, let's go meet our new guests."

As they entered the room, the sight that greeted them was quite the spectacle. The Peter variant, dressed in rugged leather armor, was tending to his two pet raptors, ensuring they were comfortable. Victoria Creed, a few months pregnant and craving raw steak, lounged nearby, her eyes as sharp as ever.

Their three children were scattered around the room. Lycan, with his wolf-like ears, bushy tail, lupin eyes, and a wolf-like nose, lounged on a couch, his sharp gaze flickering over everything with interest. Nyx, one of the twin daughters, was dressed in rugged, practical clothes befitting someone from the Savage Lands. Her long, tousled hair framed her intense, observant eyes. Ferra, her twin sister, had a slightly softer demeanor but shared the same wild look, examining a tablet with fascination.

Gabriella, Laura, and Daken followed Logan into the room, their expressions a mix of curiosity and wariness. Logan cleared his throat, "Kids, meet Lycan, Nyx, and Ferra. They'll be staying with us for a while."

Laura and Daken exchanged glances before Laura spoke up, trying to lighten the mood. "So, Peter, how did you and Victoria meet?"

Peter grinned, glancing at Victoria. "Believe it or not, she was initially sent to kill me. She's from another universe entirely."

Victoria chuckled, her eyes gleaming with amusement. "Yeah, and he even flirted with me all five times I tried to take him down. I was supposed to bring him back as a prisoner, but he piqued my curiosity."

Peter nodded, picking up the story. "Rather than just fighting her, I found myself intrigued. She was fierce, relentless, and, well, kind of captivating."

Victoria continued, "Imagine my surprise when he didn't try to escape once I had him. He willingly gave himself up as my prisoner. Things got a bit heated from there. I started to admire his aggressive, rugged side."

Laura raised an eyebrow, clearly entertained. "So, instead of escaping, you decided to stick around and, what, charm her?"

Peter shrugged, a playful grin on his face. "Something like that. We got to know each other, and before long, we realized we made a pretty good team."

Gabriella looked at Lycan, who had been listening with a smirk. "And now you're here, with twelve kids and more on the way. Quite the story."

Lycan grinned back. "Yep. Never a dull moment in our family."

Daken chuckled, shaking his head. "Well, welcome to our world. It's...different, but you'll fit right in."

Nyx smiled slightly, her gaze still intense. "We've noticed. It's...interesting

Victoria added with a purr, "And he sure is skilled in the art of taming my inner animal."

Peter grinned at her, and she grinned back. The rest of the room gawked at their interaction, while their three kids either blushed or exclaimed, "Mom?!"

Peter and Victoria giggled, clearly enjoying the reactions.

…

At an undisclosed location, Mr. Sinister walked down the corridor of his facility, whistling a tune. He approached a specially tailored cell, six in total with about six more cells for the other siblings that have either avoided capture or were transported to the same location as their parents when they arrived here, in those six cells several individuals were restrained, six in all, chained to the walls. These individuals had a rugged, feral look, like their mother, Victoria Creed. Sinister checked off their names on a list, his eyes gleaming with a malicious intent as he informed them of the roles they'll play in the end.

"You can try! But we'll make you sorry, and when our mother and father realize we're here, they'll rip you to pieces!" snarled Elara Parker Creed who looked to be twelve years old with tattoo like markings covering her body and face that she was naturally born with, while having an outfit that blended into her homelands foliage with ease, before she was transported here, and was part of a set of twins with the other twin out there somewhere, baring slightly sharp canines that glinted dangerously in the dim light.

Sinister chuckled, a cold, hollow sound that sent shivers down their spines. "Oh, I'm planning on it... You see, another clone can take my place. This is merely for data analysis. I've already got buyers ready to receive vials of your blood, not just here but everywhere in this galaxy. Especially when it comes to Orion Parker Creed, the youngest of you", he said turning to another cell where an eight year old kid in leather and fur-skins that were his own unique style and with brown hair was narrowing his eyes at sinister. "His healing factor is slightly more powerful than Logan's and, in time, may match or even rival Deadpool's of this world. Imagine the implications."

Rhea Parker Creed who was about ten years old with her leather and fur-skin clothes and long dark hair that cascaded down her back and shoulders, her muscles tensed with anger, tried to lunge at Sinister, but the chain held her back with a harsh rattle. "If you hurt any of my family, I'll—"

Sinister groaned, his finger hovering over a menacing red button on his control panel. He pressed it with a detached, clinical precision, sending a painful electric shock through the chain. Rhea cried out, her body convulsing as her healing factor struggled to keep up with the continuous assault. Despite the pain, she glared at Sinister hatefully, her eyes burning with unyielding fury as the shock finally ceased.

Jarek Parker Creed, a middle child of a group of fourteen-year-old triplets who was in a cell next to his younger triplet, Kael Parker Creed who had his bow and arrows taken from him like his brothers two handed axe glared at sinister, his expression a mix of rage and determination, slowly lifted his head. His eyes, filled with deadly seriousness, bore into Sinister. "I will kill you, no matter what it takes, for hurting my sister he said, clenching his fists and sharp claws that resembled his mother's claws."

Sinister met Jarek's gaze with a sinister grin, his eyes twinkling with a perverse delight. "I look forward to the challenge," he said mockingly, "As long as my counterparts stand to make a profit", before turning on his heel and slipping back into the shadows, his sinister plans already in motion.

…

Sometime later, at Avengers Tower…

Tony Stark, Captain America, and Thor were informed by a SHIELD agent that three new individuals had walked into the guest lobby, claiming to be the children of the new Peter variant and Victoria Creed. They explained they had been transported separately and managed to find each other. They urgently needed help, as this world's Sinister had captured their other six siblings who had also arrived here.

The three Avengers exchanged concerned glances and immediately headed to the lobby. Tony quickly informed Wild-Lands Peter and Victoria Creed about the situation. Upon hearing this, they instantly made their way to the lobby, accompanied by Lycan, Nyx, and Ferra Parker Creed.

In the lobby, SHIELD agents were providing water to the newcomers after their long journey from the countryside. The three new arrivals were led by Theron Parker Creed, the oldest of the first set of triplets. Theron had a rugged appearance, wearing fur-lined leather armor that had a bone necklace with dinosaur teeth and the occasional bone from one of his hunts built into the bracers and outfit.

with a serious expression on his face. Selene Parker Creed, with her shoulder-length dark hair and piercing blue eyes, was dressed in a mixture of leather and fur, adorned with feathers and beads. Draven Parker Creed, the youngest of the second group of triplets, had short spiky hair and wore a combination of tribal and modern clothing, looking both fierce and adaptable.

Their parents and siblings, who had not known they were also displaced in this universe, instantly checked on them. Theron, bracing himself, spoke with a grave tone, "It's not just us. The rest of our siblings have also been displaced here, and it's bad. We believe that Sinister has them. He's sent us a message at where we were staying."

Theron pulled out a device with a diamond-shaped holographic display and pressed a button. A holographic projection of Sinister appeared, his sinister grin sending chills down their spines.

"Greetings, new arrivals," Sinister began, his voice dripping with malice. Victoria Creed growled and glared at the projection, protectively holding her almost four-months pregnant belly. Savage-Lands Peter glared at the projection as well, his jaw clenched.

Sinister continued, "I have your siblings: Elara, Orion, Rhea, Jarek, Kael, and Lyra Parker Creed. If you want them back, you can have them... but you'll need to find them first." With that, the message ended.

The room fell into a tense silence, the weight of the situation settling heavily on everyone present.

As the family checked up on their kids and siblings that had just arrived, Thor, Captain America, and Tony Stark observed the scene with a mix of curiosity and concern.

"That's quite a family reunion," Thor commented, his brow furrowing. "But the situation they describe is dire."

Captain America nodded. "Sinister's involvement means this isn't just a simple reunion. We've got to be ready for anything."

Tony, his mind always working a step ahead, pulled out a portable scanner and discreetly began analyzing the newcomers. His eyes widened as he reviewed the data. "Cap, we have a problem," he said, his voice tense.

"What is it, Tony?" Captain America asked, turning to him.

Tony showed Cap the readings on his scanner. "Several of these kids have healing factors similar to Wolverine's. It's not as powerful, but it's close. If their siblings have the same ability and Sinister has them, we could be facing a serious problem. Healing factors like these are incredibly rare and highly sought after."

Captain America's expression turned grim. "We need to inform Fury immediately." He pulled out his communicator and made the call. "Fury, we've got a situation. Sinister has captured several children who are the Savage-Lands Peter's and Victoria Creeds, we believe he has six of them. healing factors akin to Wolverine's. We need to act fast before he does something irreversible."

Fury's voice crackled through the communicator. "Understood, Cap. I'll mobilize our resources and get a team ready. Keep me posted on any developments I'll be there soon."Top of FormBottom of Form