The sprawling headquarters of Advanced Idea Mechanics was a hub of activity as a group of scientists worked feverishly on their groundbreaking project - a time-travel machine that utilized Kang technology. The hum of advanced machinery filled the room as the scientists tinkered with the various components, each one essential to the success of the project. They were on the verge of a breakthrough that could change the course of history forever.
However, the Avengers arrived on the scene, determined to put an end to AIM's dangerous experiment before it could unravel the fabric of time itself. The members of this particular group consisted of Thor, the god of thunder; Captain America, the World War Two veteran; Iron Man, the genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist; Wanda Maximoff, the Scarlet Witch; Clint Barton, Hawkeye and Natasha Romanoff, the Black Widow, S.H.I.E.L.D. scientists and highly trained assassins; and Peter Parker, Spider-Man, freelance photographer, scientist, inventor, and hero.
As they made their way to the warehouse where AIM was conducting its experiments on time travel, the Avengers knew that they had to stop them before they could make any progress. Time travel was a dangerous thing on its own, and giving such power to AIM would be a recipe for disaster of catastrophic proportions.
Stark flew above the area, out of range of their scanners, to get a clear view of everything from above. Wanda flew around, looking for a small area where she could land, and started sneaking around the AIM warehouse district.
"Alright, I'm here," Stark reported. "Cap?"
Steve sneaked his way into the area through a flaw in their security, taking out one of their men along the way. He let out a sigh of relief as he adjusted the straps on his shield. "I'm in," he reported as he snuck around the area. "Everyone else?"
Peter crawled through an air vent and yanked off the vent duct as he made his way along the wall, eventually coming face-to-face with the portal that AIM was creating. It looked like an electric fence gate that had been cut in half, leaving a gaping hole in the middle.
The suit sports a vibrant blue and red color scheme, with the red covering the body, head, outer arms, upper hips, and knee-high boots, while a matte blue adorns the inner arms, upper legs, and outer torso. The red hues are particularly bright. Eye lenses feature a black outline with a white center and are notably wide.
A small, fist-sized spider emblem sits just above the chest, while the back boasts a larger, red version of the insignia. Web shooters are situated on the wrists. The boots, extending just below the knees, are edged with black that also covers the feet. This black detailing mimics a spider's web, most apparent across the mask and torso, dividing the suit into rectangular segments visible on the torso, neck, and shoulders.
"Found the portal," he reported back to the others. The Avengers were ready for battle, knowing that the fate of the world rested in their hands. "And that's not all."
But their mission was about to get even more complicated as Peter spotted a familiar face - M.O.D.O.K. - the Mechanized Organism Designed Only For Killing, who had arrived at the facility.
M.O.D.O.K. had the appearance of a giant head with a small body, but he had created an entire robotic body around himself to allow him to move around. He had a rocket in his seat so he could fly and move around fast. He also had robotic limbs that allowed him to move things and even wiggle his legs around.
"M.O.D.O.K. is here," Peter warned the Avengers.
"We were aware this could happen," Natasha said, her voice steady as she adjusted the cumbersome armor of her security guard disguise. Beside her, Clint mirrored her movements, both blending in to infiltrate the facility. "Remember, stick to the plan."
"Alright," Peter murmured, as he crept across the rooftop, edging closer to the control room to terminate the project. "Now, if I were an 'off' button, where would I be?" However, the situation was about to escalate. A sudden shift caught his attention, setting off his instincts. "Oh no," he whispered.
"Behold!" declared M.O.D.O.K. with evident delight. "We have now gained access to the entirety of time and space!"
"This had better be worth it, M.O.D.O.K.," Taskmaster, also known as Anthony Masters, declared as he strode forward in his armor. "I am ready to exact some payback for all that Romanoff has made me endure."
And he wasn't alone.
Peter whimpered upon seeing the assembly: Whiplash, Stark's enduring foe; Blizzard, a nemesis to Spider-Man and the Avengers; Electro, another one of Spider-Man's enemies; Whirlwind, primarily an adversary of the Avengers; Absorbing Man, an Inhuman capable of assimilating the physical properties of anything he contacts; Shocker, one of Peter's earliest antagonists; and Beetle, a mercenary deemed an enemy by Hawkeye.
"Each of you shall have your opportunity for vengeance," M.O.D.O.K. assured them.
"Guys, we need to pick up the pace," Peter urged his team, a note of urgency in his voice as he continued towards the control room. "A bunch of our villains are here, and they're itching to use the time machine for revenge."
"You kidding? Man, M.O.D.O.K. must have some real faith in this machine." Tony commented. "Thor? You better be ready to bring the thunder."
"I shall be ready!" Thor promises, making his way to the room of generators.
Peter lifted a roof panel and began to descend on a web towards the portal's controls, intent on preventing the opening of a space-time breach. While he attempted to hack the system, he was not alone. A familiar figure scurried across the room towards him. Engrossed in his task, Peter's senses warned him just in time to evade a biometric tail aimed at him by one of his formidable foes.
"Scorpion." Peter recognized him instantly.
"Hello, Spider-Man!" Scorpion stated, dropping to the ground and readying his tail for a second strike. "Fancy you showing up here."
"What can I say? Danger has a certain appeal," Peter remarked with a smirk, readying himself for action. In a swift move, he hit the comms button to call in the team. "Guys, I think our cover's blown."
"Hang on, kid. We're coming in!" Stark cried.
Then, as Stark burst through the roof and flew inside, he immediately unleashed a barrage of fire at the portal. However, everything he fired was either absorbed or redirected elsewhere.
"Oh, so that's where all the Vibranium went," Stark recalled how King T'Challa warned them AIM had stolen Wakandan technology. "Well, brute force isn't going to get this one done."
"Then it's a good thing we didn't bring the-" Peter was going to quip when he came flying out of the window and sent slamming into the ground. "...Hulk."
"Well, well, if it isn't my lucky day?" Shocker asked as he saw Spider-Man beginning to get back up. "I get to kill Spider-Man today, and go back and kill him again and again!"
Peter however jumped out of the way to then see Shocker shoot the ground where he was recently. "I'm not sure that's how time travel works, dude." He warned Shocker. "I mean, if you killed me now, then went back in time to kill me, then wouldn't that mean-"
"My God!" Clint exclaimed as he burst into the room, firing arrows to create a smokescreen. "Please, no more explanations about time travel!" He launched several more arrows, swiftly incapacitating the AIM agents who were shooting at him. "You've already scrambled my brain with that Adam Project explanation!"
"It wasn't that hard to follow, Clint!" Natasha cried as she shot a Widow Bite into an AIM Agent. "But can we focus on the problem at hand?!"
Steve then came crashing through the ceiling and threw his shield to ricochet off the agents to rake them down. "Where's Wanda?"
Outside, Wanda wielded her Chaos Magic to form a protective barrier around the facility where her friends were sheltered, ensuring their safety. She thwarted the advance of additional AIM agents and prevented their tanks and assorted vehicles from breaching the perimeter.
"I'm keeping the rest of them out," Wanda tells them.
"Activate the portal!" M.O.D.O.K demanded his men.
The Scorpion then came leaping out of the window he threw Spider-Man through earlier and tackled the hero to the ground. "Night, night Spider!"
Steve sprinted forward and hurled the shield at Scorpion, striking him in the head and bringing him down. He quickly dashed to Peter's side and assisted him to stand. "Eyes front, soldier!" he commanded. Raising his shield, he blocked Electro's electric shots. "Thor, it's time to bring the thunder!"
The clash between heroes and villains had escalated to a pivotal moment. Thor, channeling every ounce of his strength into his hammer, was resolute in thwarting AIM's attempts to unlock the mysteries of time travel. His eyes shone with intense resolve as he concentrated his formidable energy on the challenge before him.
Concurrently, Wanda was exerting herself to sustain the barrier that prevented the adversaries from breaching the facility. Her frame shook from the strain, her eyes shut tight as she devoted her abilities to supporting Thor's endeavor.
Iron Man became a whirlwind of action, his suit's thrusters flinging him to safety as Beetle unleashed a volley of missiles. Tony's mind flew across his suit's controls, countering with his own array of weaponry. The atmosphere was charged with the roar of blasts and the sharp scent of smoke while the two adversaries clashed. However, one stray missile managed to make an impact on Tony's suit, sending him flying into the ground and knocking one or two AIM Agents in the process.
Clint had his bow at the ready, an arrow trained directly on Absorbing Man and Shocker. His heart thumped loudly in his chest as he awaited the ideal moment to release it. Aware that a single misstep could be disastrous, he was resolute in his determination to carry this out to its conclusion.
Natasha was attempting to take down Whiplash, who was defending himself with his lethal electric whips. Her gaze fixed on the target, her finger poised on the trigger, she bided her time for the perfect moment to act. She understood the urgency of neutralizing him swiftly to stand any chance of triumphing in the battle.
Simultaneously, Spider-Man sprang from the ceiling, his form perfectly aligned for a potent kick aimed at Electro. His spider-sense buzzed with alerts of impending peril as he neared his adversary. Clenching his jaw, his gaze sharpened with resolve, he readied himself for the assault.
Suddenly, the situation deteriorated. Electro started to siphon power from the room, leading to an uncontrolled surge in energy levels. Concurrently, Thor released an immense burst of energy, overloading the area and plunging everything into chaos. Amidst this turmoil, the time portal's activation protocol was triggered, further compounding the instability of the already tumultuous scene.
Even though time began to slow down to a crawl, everyone's minds were still able to process the events unfolding around them with terrifying clarity. They watched in horror as the time portal appeared to be functioning normally at first, only to suddenly shatter into countless pieces and explode in a blinding flash of light. The explosion engulfed the entire warehouse, consuming everyone and everything in its path, including Wanda as Thor was the only one left. He ran to the facility as the light engulfed everything.
As the explosion unfolded, everything was engulfed in light. Then, in a sudden reversal, the explosion drew back, pulling all that the light had touched into the portal, causing them to vanish. Heroes, villains, and agents alike were swept into the portal and disappeared.
But where and when did they end up?
Peter was the first one to gather his head and woke up not in Kansas anymore. He was beginning to wake up when he saw he was in the vortex and screamed in terror. Seeing the pieces of debris in the area, Peter shot a web to then see it only go backward, meaning he couldn't move using his webs. He looked and saw an AIM uniform burned to a crisp flying right at him. When it hit him in the face, he saw there was a skull inside that turned to dust in seconds. Gagging in disgust, Peter threw it away and noticed his uniform was beginning to become more damaged the longer he was there.
"I gotta get out of here," Peter muttered, seeing nothing but a blue vortex. "Wherever here is."
"Spider-Man?!" Steve called through the comms faintly. "You out there?"
"Cap! You're alive!" Peter was happy to hear. "Where are you?"
"Coming in hot!" Steve warned, causing Peter to look up and Steve to come down fast.
Peter didn't know what to do and was then tackled by Steve. The momentum sent them flying towards the walls of the vortex. They were then flung out of the vortex walls before either of them could burn up from time.
Location: Unknown
A blue vortex opened up long enough for Captain America and Spider-Man to be flung from it and were then slammed against solid ground. Then they came from closed and the two heroes groaned in pain.
"Cap, what the hell was that about?" Peter asked his friend.
"Sorry, kid." Steve apologized as he stood up and picked up his shield he dropped in the fall. "Something was going on in there. I watched a few AIM Agents grow old and die in front of me in a matter of seconds."
"That's the EPR Paradox." Peter winced as he stood up and steered to fix the web shooters and change the web canisters. Taking notice that he was running low on webbing, something he didn't notice before leaving Avengers Tower. "Instead of pushing them through time, M.O.D.O.K might've wound up pushing time through them. Must not work on everyone, or their uniforms made them more vulnerable. Or maybe we got out fast enough."
"I managed to notice it and see everyone else get flung from the tunnel we were in when I spotted you," Steve explained. "As far as I know, everyone came along with us, including our enemies."
"Great." Peter sighed and saw the tunnels. "Because all of this wasn't creepy enough."
"Where'd you think we ended up?" Steve asked as he tapped his comms. "Stark? Wanda? Anyone on comms?"
Peter looked up and recognized they were somewhere underground. "Something tells me we're too deep for Tony's satellites to reach us."
Steve nodded and then looked over to a torch on the wall. "We can't be too deep if there are torches down here."
"Good point," Peter admitted as he picked up the torch. He noticed the odd look in Steve's eye and defended himself. "Hey, I didn't bring a flashlight along, did you?"
Steve shrugged and decided to let it go and lead the way out of the tunnel. "What do you think is waiting for us up there?"
"Knowing our luck? We landed in the Savage Lands." Peter quipped.
Steve then made it to the surface first and started to walk around the area. Then they noticed some crates and it seemed they landed in some sort of supply area. Running over towards some crates to stay hidden, he signaled for Peter to follow. Peter did so as they hid behind the crates that seemed to be filled with food.
"What is it?" Peter asks.
Steve peaked his head upward and was confused with what he saw. He saw crates everywhere and iron-made steel traps being loaded onto a ship. The ships themselves were made entirely out of wood and sails with what looked to be a glowing fist that reminded him of Iron Fist. Then there were what he assumed were the crew of the ships. They were men wearing some sort of armor with shoulder pads made of metal and were buff men. All of them looked to be strong and there was also a strange mask a few of them were wearing and a lot of them carrying bows with quivers on their backs. He ducked back down to stay hidden and was confused about their situation.
"I think that Time Machine might have worked after all," Steve tells Peter. "It looks to be...Vikings."
"Vikings?" Peter chuckled. "Good one, Cap. And here I thought Clint was the funny one." But then he noticed the sour face on Steve. "Oh, you're serious." He then peaked his head out to get a visual for himself. "We thinking these guys are good or bad?"
"Well, judging by that flag..." Steve gestured to the ships with a fist on fire. "I'm going to guess they're a forceful people."
"Isn't that all Vikings?" Peter asks him. "You know, raping and pillaging villagers?"
"Isn't that pirates?" Steve asks.
Peter froze on that and was trying to figure out if he was right or not. "Is there much of a difference?"
Steve shrugged on that one. "I don't know."
"Yeah, Vikings are more Thor's thing." Peter shrugged and knew they needed a plan. "So, what do we do?"
"Well, we gotta find the others." Steve pointed the obvious one out. "But with our lack of technology and our knowledge about this place being limited, that's going to be difficult."
"Okay, then how do we start?" Peter asks.
Steve saw there was an opening and gestured for Peter to follow him. They snuck around and found themselves behind something behind some drapes. Peter got a little curious and lifted the drape to see what was inside, and to his surprise what he saw was a creature roughly the size of a parrot. It squawked when it noticed Peter, showing off its wings.
"Uh, Cap?" Peter got his attention. "These guys aren't just Vikings."
Steve looked down and noticed the dragon creature and was shocked. "Is that a dragon?"
"I know Shang-Chi and Danny have their respected dragons based on mystical dragons, but that's a full-on mythical dragon, right?" Peter wanted to be sure he wasn't crazy. "That thing looks like it belongs in Game of Thrones."
"The dragons we usually have are at least based on magic. Magical in some respects." Steve confirmed what Peter was thinking. "This one looks...yeah, like you said, mythical. Straight out of the bedtime stories."
"Meh, to an extent." Peter wasn't fully on board with magic, even with Scarlet Witch and Doctor Strange.
"But that's the kind of dragon told in sailor stories." Steve agreed with Peter. He then looked around and saw everything and realized that these people were poachers of sorts. "They're hunting them."
"He looks scared," Peter said as he reached to pet the dragon, which returned the affection easily. "He's kinda cute. Can we keep him?"
"You're kidding, right?" Steve asks.
Peter however froze when he sensed something and saw someone behind Steve. "Uh, Cap?"
Steve slowly turned around and kept his hands raised, his shield placed on his back to show he meant no harm. "Hi. Captain Steve Rogers, United States Army." He then gestured to Peter, who mimicked Steve's actions. "This is Spider-Man. A kid from Queens."
"You are never gonna let that go." Peter sighed when he heard that. "That worked when we first met, but not much now."
"You're twenty, still a kid in my book," Steve replied, looking over to the Hunters. "Do you happen to speak English?" He asked the Vikings. When he didn't get a response, he sighed. "Of course you don't. Well, we tried we tried to do this like civilized people."
"That never ends well for us," Peter replied.
"Yeah, I'm starting to notice that, too," Steve replied as he eyed them. "You wanna take the one on the left or the one on the right?"
"I say you take the one on the right, and I will use your attack as a distraction to take the one on the left." Peter came up with a plan.
"Sounds like a plan to me," Steve said as he prepared to strike.
But then out of nowhere, a blast of fire came down and attacked the two people before they had the chance to react. Then a dragon came flying overhead, much bigger than the ones in the cages they were with. Steve raised his shield above himself and Peter, protecting them from the fire blast of the dragon.
"Uh, is there someone riding that dragon?" Peter asked, recognizing someone riding the creature.
Steve looked and was surprised to see someone on the dragon, it was hard to tell if it was a boy or girl, but the dragon indeed had a rider on it. And they weren't alone, a whole swarm of different dragons came in and started to attack the area they were in.
"Okay, we thinking they're good guys or bad guys?" Steve asks Peter.
"You can't tell?" Peter was shocked to hear.
"First time in Viking age, kid," Steve replied.
More dragons came out, and it seemed they found themselves in the middle of a strategic stealth attack on these Dragon Hunters. Dragons of all sorts came out of nowhere and began fighting off the hunters.
"Well, if these guys with the fist flags are bad and they're capturing dragons, I'm gonna guess the ones attacking them and freeing the dragons are the good ones." Steve took a wild assumption and decided to help. "Come on, let's give them some ground support!"
"I'm pretty sure they have that covered!" Peter stated when he sensed an attack incoming. He quickly spun around and used his web fluid to attack the man who had a crossbow raised at his back. He then yanked the weapon out of his hands, leaped into the air, and punched the man in the face. "Who the heck are these guys?"
Going back a moment or two, the group of people riding the dragons was a group of people known as Dragon Riders. They were a group of friends who were tasked with protecting dragons from the likes of people who hunted them for sport, profit, and a bunch of other things. They were in a fight against a dragon Hunter who went by Viggo Gromborn, and his brother Ryker.
The leader of the group was Hiccup Haddock III. Hiccup was born prematurely to Stoick the Vast and his wife Valka. Although the new mother was worried that Hiccup would not survive his early birth, Stoick was confident that he would grow strong and that Hiccup did indeed prosper.
Hiccup wears dark brown leather armor over a long-sleeved green tunic, with brown arm brackets and double-layered shoulder guards (one of them has a Berk Dragon Training Academy symbol on the right shoulder), and dark reddish-brown pants. He wears armor and wore a red-orange tunic.
Hiccup's dragon was the ferocious dragon known as a Night Fury he named Toothless. He has jet-black scales covering his whole body. In the beginning, his sides and wings have small light patches in a pattern similar to that of a manta ray. By the second film, these patches have faded, and by the third, completely removed, with Toothless' coloration now being solid black. Toothless possesses two sets of wings (one main pair and one smaller pair near the base of his tail). The first pair allows him to do a vertical take-off. Behind that is a set of smaller wings that aid in his gliding. At the end of his tail, he used to have two natural tail fins that aided in steering and stability, but he is missing the left side of his tail fin, which was lost when Hiccup took Toothless down with his Mangler.
Hiccup was the leader of the group, and the others were his friends and warriors to help him fight off the Dragon Hunters. One of them is Astrid Hofferson, who is dutiful and immensely devoted to her cause. She used to be patriotic of the Viking way until dragons became an integral part of Berk. Competitive by nature and highly dedicated, Astrid works hard to achieve her goals.
Astrid's hair is still kept in a braid but her fringes have been cut shorter and are side-swept so that they no longer cover half her face. She now wears a side braid behind her ear and she has also stopped wearing kohl around her eyes. Astrid wears a blue shirt, but her Gladiator skirt has fewer spikes on it, and the brown skirt underneath is replaced with a red skirt. She wears the same shoulder guards and skull clips, with brown leather holster straps holding them in place across her upper chest and arm wrappings. She also now has brown leather knee pads over her leggings.
Astrid's dragon was a Deadly Nadder she has named Stormfly. Stormfly is a very beautiful and bird-like bipedal dragon with winged forelimbs that are about the same size as a medium-sized theropod dinosaur and small, yellow eyes with black pupils.
Stormfly's body is a combination of blue, gold, red, purple, and tan with a light beige underbelly. Her main body color is blue; a bright and tropical turquoise. Her wings are mottled with darker shades of blue spots circled by gold, purple and red spots closer to her reddish shoulders. Her underwings are a duller mixture of gold and tan. Her tail is blue and gold, as are the many iconic poisonous spines adorning it. She has small black hooks at the end of her wing joints.
In front of her eyes is a curved nasal horn. Her lower jaw is shorter and wider than the upper, which gives her an overbite.
Ringing Stormfly's skull is a set of spikes and coating the tail is a series of spines that can be used as projectiles. When relaxed, her head spikes and venomous tail spines lay flat: especially when she is being preened or stroked, and when alarmed, they flare out to intimidate her foe. As she grew, her spikes had darker shades at the bottom. She has small black feathers on the back of her legs and four black claws on her feet.
Snotlout Jorgensen. He's always worn his helmet with spiral sheep horns, his tunic tucked in his pants with open stitching at the chest and a black vest over it, dark gray bracers on his arms, and matching fur boots.
Snotlout can be arrogant, to say the least, and prone to grandiose delusions of perfection, popularity, and attractiveness. Consequentially, his determination to achieve these things causes him to have a huge problem with authority or the ability to admit responsibility for his mistakes or misdeeds, but he always has some justification or some alternate way of seeing things. He often says he considers himself the smartest and strongest of the Riders and wants to long for approval, despite the others often behaving as though they find him annoying and immature with a colossal ego. However, his bragging is not without basis, as he is quite a good fighter and smarter than the others think. His personality occasionally causes him to be inconsiderate and exploitative towards others, and he will often put others down to make himself look better.
Snotlout's dragon was a Monstrous Nightmare he's named Hookfang. He has large shiny grayish-black horns that curve slightly outwards on the edge. He has bright reddish-orange scales with darker spots scattered around. His underside is a light tan, and he has yellowish-orange eyes like most other dragons.
Fishlegs Ingerman, who is part of the brains of their organization. Fishlegs wears a brown fur tunic with silver highlights, however, this time it's equipped with furry armbands and a belt with pockets.
Fishlegs is probably the smartest, but also one of the most cowardly and quietest members of the Berk Dragon Training Academy. Despite his flaws, he is still a valued member of the gang. He may be the most cowardly of the group, but he will face his fears when he is needed the most, especially out of love for his dragon, Meatlug.
Meatlug was a Gronckle which can be a slow, lazy, and cranky bulldog-like dragon. It has been known to fall asleep mid-flight, waking only when it plunges into the sea or crashes into a mountain. They spend the majority of the day sleeping. However, during battle, they can be fierce adversaries because of their high defenses.
Then their were the twins, Ruffnut and Tuffnut. Tuffnut wears a dark greenish-blue tunic with a dark gray fur vest over it, black cloth arm bracers that start at the wrist and end at the elbow with studs at the top, a studded armband above the bracer on the left arm, one spiky, leather shoulder guard on his right shoulder, brown studded belt around the waist, red pants, and green boots with black hardened caps at the knees. His helmet appears the same, only the bottom horns are turned inward and have metallic-like tips adhered to the end.
Ruffnut wears a helmet, along with a beige sleeveless dress that reaches her thighs. Over that, she wears a dark blue tunic-like vest that covers her torso and stops at her waist opening in the middle with a red cloth belt around her waist along with another vest made of tan fur. She wears brown leggings paired with dark blue fur boots with thin red cloth wrapping them. On her arms, she wears long dark-blue, violet, and light brown cloth bracers that begin at her elbows and end at her wrists with a lacing between her fingers.
Together, he and his sister love to get into trouble, even if it means getting scolded by the chief of the village. Tuffnut likes the idea of Ruffnut being in danger, as he states when Ruffnut was on fire one time, he just watched for a while before he decided to help put her out.
Ruffnut can often be seen as smug, snarky, anarchic, irresponsible, and sometimes downright vicious but she also has a strong, compassionate, and selfless side as she was willing to cut her braids off so that they could serve as a substitute for a rope to save Scauldy. She also stubbornly stood her ground when the gang tried to persuade her to leave when the Changewings were approaching, refusing to let Scauldy die.
Their dragon was one that they shared with two heads and one body a Hideous Zippleback. Barf and Belch have the appearance of a normal Zippleback. Despite the heads' resemblances towards each other, there are minor differences between them, such as the horn on Barf's nose is slightly more curved than Belch's, Barf's longest teeth are in the back of his jaw while Belch's are in front, and Barf's skin is also slightly lighter than Belch's.
Then there was the newest member of the group, Heather. She has Long black hair that frames her face with a fringe parted on the right side and a side braid placed over her left shoulder. She now wears a long-sleeve, light gray shirt with a black, short-sleeved hooded shirt over it, a brown mask to hide her identity, a brown leather vest, wristbands, dark gray pants, and brown boots. She has three black belts and metallic-like shoulder guards, bracers, knee pads, and a skirt, all from the scales from Windshear.
After losing her adoptive family, she is less emotionally stable and often makes the wrong choices, even if is for what she believes to be the right reasons. This shows that the loss of her family unhinged her a little bit. She had even persuaded Astrid to lie to Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III, which the Berkian had never done before.
Heather is also somewhat spiteful and prone to holding grudges against people, like her brother. Nevertheless, she was able to overcome it in the end, eventually showing forgiveness.
In spite of all her problematic behavior, Heather has a strong moral drive. She ends up becoming a vigilante for justice by returning stolen loot from pirates to their rightful owners. It is also demonstrated that she will go to great lengths in order to protect those she cares about, as she didn't want the Riders to join her mission to keep them out of danger. While nervous around dragons at first, after her brief stay on Berk, followed much later by meeting Windshear, she ended up developing an interest in them.
If you were wondering who Windshear is, that would be the name of her dragon. Windshear is a silver-metallic colored dragon with reflective scales. She has a long snout with a pointy horn at the end and has a long neck. Windshear has what looks to be black "eyelashes" too.
Her wings are long and sharp, with spikes along the rim. Her tail is just as dangerous, and they can cut through anything but marble and Dragon Proof material. Her tail is barbed like Stormfly's. Windshear can shoot these barbs at her foes and are said to be as sharp as the deadliest battle axe.
Her legs are also covered in silvery-metallic scales, only smaller. Windshear has two black talons on each foot as well. She has deep green eyes like Heather and is very beautiful but deadly.
"Okay, gang, let's get ready." Hiccup told them. "Just like we practice."
"Oh, my Thor!" Snotlout cried. "We get it! We've been told the plan a dozen times. How many times are you gonna tell us?!"
"As many times as it takes," Hiccup stated, seeing they were flying above the base. "Alright, let's head in, Bud!"
Toothless let out a deafening screech as he nosedived toward the island, his sleek black form cutting through the air. As they approached, Hiccup and the gang spotted a group of hunters near some crates. Toothless charged up a plasma blast and unleashed it, narrowly missing two peculiarly dressed individuals.
Astrid swooped in on Stormfly, unleashing torrents of fiery blasts at the hunters' ships, engulfing them in flames. Meanwhile, Fishlegs and Meatlug barreled into the outpost, launching a barrage of boulders to disrupt the enemy's defenses. Suddenly, a hunter took aim with a crossbow tipped with ominous green arrows, targeting Hookfang.
Just as the situation seemed dire, Heather and Windshear arrived on the scene, with Windshear using her sinuous tail to ensnare the hunter before hurling him off the cliff and into the depths of the ocean. The twins and their Zippleback contributed by unleashing a cloud of gas that they ignited, engulfing the enemy base in flames.
"Alright, gang, we're making impressive time," Hiccup commented.
"Hey, who are those guys?" Ruffnut asked as Barf and Belch sparked some gas, causing an explosion.
Hiccup wasn't sure what she was talking about, only to look down to see a man wearing a red, white, and blue uniform running through the Hunters with his shield raised high. And there was another who was dressed in similar attire shooting strange rope out of his wrists to attack the hunters.
"What in the name of Thor?" Hiccup asks.
Back on the ground, Peter was shooting webs and leaped onto some cargo crates, shooting webs to yank the Hunters into the crates. Steve threw his shield, watching it bounce off of the head of the Hunter, sending them flying. Then it flew over to another one of the Hunters' back and came back to Steve as he caught it easily.
"I think that's the last of them," Steve said as he strapped his shield to his hand.
"We sure?" Peter asked as he dropped from the crates. "They're like whack a mole. Knock one, another one pops up."
That's what happened as one with an axe came charging towards them. "You might have something," Steve agreed with what Peter said.
"You wanna deal with this guy, or...?" Peter wonders.
"My arm could use some rest," Steve said, stepping out of his way. "Have at it."
Peter chuckled as he saw a tree branch above them, and decided to have some fun. Jumping over Steve's head, Peter shot out a web that latched onto the leg of the Hunter, yanking him upward. The hunter shrieked as he then dangled upside down, yelling something that they couldn't quite understand.
"Aw, he's trying to communicate," Peter said as he lightly tapped the Hunter's chest, causing him to swing around. He then looked upward and saw the dragon riders flying around. "You think they're gonna mess with us?"
"Hopefully they'll see we're allies," Steve said as he placed the shield on his back. "Think we can get their attention?"
Then they heard a screech, watching as the Night Fury was beginning to make its approach towards the ground. When the dragon landed, they got a look at who they figured was the leader of the group beginning to approach.
"Huh. Young group." Steve commented, noticing how young Hiccup was.
"Hi," Hiccup said, not knowing they don't speak the same language. "Nice work with the hunters."
"You understand what he's saying?" Steve asks.
"Nope," Peter said.
"Ow." That was something they did understand. They looked over and noticed Tony strolling out of the bushes with his armor completely bruised and even a few fragments missing. "Ow. Im hurt. That blast from Electro really messed with my systems." He then reached up, lifting his mask and giving him some air. "You won't believe what my day has been like."
Hiccup looked over to the man in the iron suit and towards the two who helped fight the hunters. He watched as they began to talk to one another like they knew one another while Heather and Astrid flew down with Fishlegs close behind.
"What are they saying?" Heather asks.
"I'm not sure." Hiccup admitted. "Never heard this language before."
"What about Nat? Barton? Wanda?" Steve asks Tony. "Did you see them?"
"I just said. I woke up on the other side of this freakin' island. I had to fight a swarm of guys with crossbows, got one stuck in my shoulder-"
"You wear armor." Peter reminded him.
"Not the point," Tony stated. "What the hell are we doing in Viking times?"
"What part of Time Machine was unclear?" Peter asks.
"So... it worked?" Tony was shocked to hear. "But doesn't that also mean that..."
Peter's senses went off, alerting him of impending danger. "Look out!"
A giant shockwave occurred, sending the dragons and the riders flying as a wave of sand came in and buried them underneath it. Steve was sent flying but landed against the crates in the process. Steve raised his shield to stop the attack but was sent flying and rammed into the back of a ship not in the water. Peter managed to leap out of the way and landed on the rocks nearby, seeing who attacked.
"Shocker!" Peter cried.
Herman Schultz marched forward, his gauntlets beginning to charge up. Peter then jumped out of the way and shot two webs towards Shocker. Herman stepped out of the way of the webs, then charged up another blast.
"Settle down there, Spider. So I can finally put you out of your misery!" Herman declared.
"How about no!" Peter cried, running in and trying to kick Herman. But when Peter got close, he ended up being hit by the shock absorber that was on the suit. Peter was sent flying, impaling into the rock formation and groaning from pain. Also not to mention damaging his suit his chest was exposed, and his right boot was missing its entire leg portion. "Right. Forgot you had that."
"Well, I don't know about you," Herman said, placing a gauntlet on Peter's chest while he was stuck. "But Im going to enjoy this!"
As Shocker listened intently at the whirring at his gauntlets, he caught the ominous sound of a growl. He turned just in time to see a Razorwhip's tail darting towards him. The dragon deftly struck Herman's legs with her tail, causing him to unleash a flurry of blasts that propelled him high into the air. His terrified screams echoed as he hurtled towards the ocean, crashing into its depths far from their location.
Peter groaned as he watched the Raven-colored hair girl approach and look at his predicament. "You seem stuck," Heather told him.
"Uh, hi." Peter greeted her.
Heather didn't understand what he said but worked to help him yank himself free of the formation he was stuck in. "You're welcome."
"Thanks for your help," Peter told her as he scratched his back, seeing the entire back of his suit was destroyed in the crash. "Well, that's a lot of damage."
Then some red aurora filled the air as they watched Wanda fly downward and come face to face with everyone. "Whoa. What did we miss?"
Natasha and Clint came leaping off the cliff and landing, revealing themselves. "Whoa," Natasha said as she saw the scene. "We've got dragons, Vikings, and a suit-destroyed Tony, with a bruised Spider-Man."
"Days like this I wish I had a normal job," Clint admitted. "So, what's the situation, cap?"
"We're in the Viking era of time, AIM's machine might have worked, and we're facing what appears to be a fight between Dragon hunters and Dragon Riders." Steve recapped everything and eyed Heather, Hiccup, and Astrid. "We're trying to understand more but-"
"There appears to be a... language barrier," Stark said, getting up and groaning as his suit fritzed out. "I mean, I can translate, I can't speak it."
"When did you become an expert in Old Norse?" Natasha was curious to know.
"First year studying abroad," Tony admitted. "I paid attention every once in a while."
"Well, then I might have an idea," Wanda said as she conjured some magic, which began to reach Tony's head.
"What-what are you doing?" Tony asked, a little confused and concerned. "I don't know if I consent to this."
"Relax." Wanda sighed as she pulled what looked to be a ball of energy from his head. "Im just copying what you learned about their language and what you know of our language."
"To do what?" Clint asks. "You're not gonna steal our voices. Are ya?"
Wanda brought the orb of energy to her face and levitated it in her hand. "This..."
Wanda then slammed the orb into the ground, creating a shockwave that hit all of the Avengers and the Riders. They covered their eyes from the wave of sand that came with the shockwave Wanda caused.
"What in the name of Thor?" Hiccup asked.
"Wait, he's speaking English." Peter pointed out.
"Oh, now they speak our language," Astrid scoffed.
"Wait, what?" Clint asks. "They're speaking perfect English."
"We're speaking English?" Heather asks. "What are you talking about?"
"Uh..." Tony was getting a little lost. "Wanda?"
"I merged all of the language between us. We now both understated each other's languages across this world." Wanda explains. "We'll be able to understand anyone who we come across."
"Uh...I'm sorry, I'm a little lost." Hiccup commented.
"Sorry, maybe we should try and start this over," Steve said as he stepped forward. "I'm Captain Steve Rogers. United States Army." He then gestured to his companions. "This is Tony Stark, genius, billionaire, goes by Iron Man."
"Sup'?" Tony greeted, giving them a joke salute with two fingers, his suit whirring in the process.
"That's Wanda Maximoff." Steve gestured towards Wanda who gave a wave. "The Scarlet Witch."
"Don't worry, I'm a good witch." Wanda quickly assured them.
"Ha." Peter laughed at the reference.
"That's..." Steve looked over to Peter. "You mind...?"
"Hm?" Peter asked. Then he felt his face, recalling that he was wearing a mask. "Oh, right. I guess I won't be born for a few hundred years anyway." He then removed his mask, revealing his messed up face due to the fighting. "Hey. I swear I'm better looking when the bruises heal."
"That's Peter Parker, Spider-Man." Steve introduced them.
"Spider-Man?" Heather scoffed. "Who came up with that?"
"Me at fifteen," Peter admitted.
"The last two are Clint Barton and Natasha Romanoff," Steve said, gesturing over to the two remaining ones. "Hawkeye and Black Widow."
"Hey." Clint greeted as he took an arrow out, fixing its head.
Natasha nodded as she cocked her gun, seeing the gun was full. "Nice meeting ya."
"We're in a bit of a situation," Steve admitted, knowing it was going to be a long conversation. "And we could use some help."
Viggo Grimborn found himself deep in concentration as he sat in his tent, fully absorbed in a high-stakes game of Maces and Talons. Suddenly, he was rudely interrupted as his brother Ryker barged in, his face twisted with anger, a clear indication of unsettling news.
"The cursed Dragon Riders have struck yet again," Ryker spat out. "They've obliterated another one of our bases."
"Hm," Viggo commented. "Hiccup is indeed proving to be a formidable opponent."
"Hiccup and his friends weren't alone," Ryker stated, revealing what the message said. "They spoke of people in strange masks. One carrying a shield. Another with ropes coming from his wrists."
Viggo seemed intrigued by this information, standing up and hearing some commotion going on outside. "What is happening out there?"
When the brothers exited their tent, they were met with a strange sight to behind them. They watched as a vortex opened and small fragments of metal were flown from it. They and a few hunters jumped to get out of the way. One wasn't so lucky and was crushed by the falling debris.
"What is this?" Ryker asked, approaching the debris.
As he scanned the horizon, a sudden explosion rocked the ground, causing him to instinctively leap backward. All eyes turned to the sky as Beetle plummeted down, his suit visibly damaged but still maintaining flight capabilities. Landing amidst the rubble, he swiftly activated a tracking device of some kind.
The tension heightened as Whirlwind swooped in, prompting the onlookers to ready their crossbows. But before they could react, Whirlwind conjured a colossal tornado, sending the hunters scattering and leaving the two brothers isolated.
Whiplash advanced, cracking his whip menacingly against the ground, while Blizzard gracefully navigated the icy terrain, closing in on the technology. Ryker drew his sword, positioning himself to protect both himself and his brother. Taskmaster swiftly emerged, assuming a defensive stance in support of his superior.
Just then, a thunderous roar pierced the air, and both brothers gazed upward to witness the imposing figure of M.O.D.O.K. soaring through the sky, accompanied by a drenched yet surprisingly resilient Shocker, who had managed to survive his encounter with Spider-Man.
"And...who might you be?" Viggo asks.
"I am M.O.D.O.K.!" He cried as he flew down to the tech. "And this is my Time Machine!"
"Time machine?" Ryker asks. "What are you?"
"I am the ultimate weapon!" M.O.D.O.K. cried, the rest of the criminals who were at the facility, and even a few AIM agents coming out. All of them carrying weapons and preparing to strike. "Now, I want to know...when are we?"
Viggo saw the people surrounding them, saw they were wearing amazing armor, and had weapons beyond their comprehension. "Easy, brother." He called Ryker off. "I think we may have gotten off on the wrong foot. My name is Vigo Grimborn. Leader of the Dragon Hunters."
"That's more I like it," M.O.D.O.K. stated.
"I believe that we could be of some use to one another," Viggo said. "You see, my business has a new threat upon it. According to some reports, a man carrying a shield, and another with rope in his sleeves?"
M.O.D.O.K. snarled as he seemed to understand his words. "The Captain survived!" He cried in anger. "If he survived, it's likely the rest of the Avengers survived."
"Avengers?" Ryker asks.
"We seem to have much to discuss," Viggo said, gesturing for M.O.D.O.K. and his men to follow him.
The balance of power shifted dramatically after their intervention. M.O.D.O.K. forged an alliance with the menacing Dragon Hunters, while the Avengers joined forces with the courageous Dragon Riders. This marked the beginning of an intense conflict, and the entire landscape was about to undergo a profound transformation.