Y/N Romanoff Creed was taken by the Ten Rings and turned into a Godslayer. After he escaped, he lived a life of crime before turning it around and become.....

Monster!

The Strikers were confronted by Lady Doreen, sent by the mysterious Emperor to kill Victor Creed, and learned of an incoming war.

Meanwhile, Taskmaster has recruited a new member to the Cabal. The dark evil Malekith.

Strikers: Monster, Scarlet Witch, Cloak, Dagger, Ghost Rider, Wolverine, Toxin, Bruiser, Squirrel Girl, Enchantress, Bloodstone, Loki, Wave, Crystal, Lockjaw

Program: Spider-Man, Iron Fist, Iron Heart, Wasp, Viv

Unaffiliated: Sabertooth, Moon Knight

SHIELD: Mockingbird
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In the beginning, there was only darkness. A great unending void of nothing.

Then, there was a snap.

Y/N: Stay focus, damn you.

You tossed the rock which made it skip across the water.

You frowned.

You were standing on the harbor of Burns to try and take a break from training. Seems like that was all you were doing these days. You wore your jacket with your mask in your pocket in case you needed it for an emergency.

You sighed. This morning you had sent Loki with Wanda and Robbie to try and reason with Thor. If what Lady Doreen said was true, you needed to get the Asgardians on your side. Past feuds be damned.

You felt something nudge against your leg and you looked over your shoulder to see that it was Lockjaw. You smiled as you petted the large dog.

Y/N: Hey, your highness. What brings you here?

Lockjaw: <Bark!>

Y/N: Just visiting, huh? Well, feel free to watch as I continue to fail.

Lockjaw: <Bark?>

You picked up another rock and tried to fuse your Godslayer energy with it. You then threw it, but it bounced off the water again.

Y/N: I've been trying to find a way to maybe lend my power to the others. Like, a boost or something. But I don't think I actually can.

Lockjaw: <Bark!>

You just petted the dog.

Y/N: Thanks, bud. I appreciate the encouragement, but...

Suddenly, a beam of light shined down and something came crashing into the dock. The water crashed so hard that all the boats that were docked began to rock roughly.

You and Lockjaw slowly looked down at what had landed in front of you as the green smoke cleared.

Your eyes grew wide when you saw that it was Loki. He was covered in his own blue blood with several daggers stabbed into him.

Y/N: Loki!

You kneeled down to check on him, but he was way too injured for you to do anything. You needed to get him back to the Manor.

Y/N: Come on. We can fix you back at the...

Loki: It's too late, brother.

You looked at him confused.

Loki: The War of the Realms. It is upon us. It is too late for us to stop it.

Y/N: What? What happened? Where's Robbie? Wanda? What happened?!

Loki: I tried to play along for as long as I could. Trying to deceive him long enough for us to find a way to stop him. But my reputation proceded me. So he betrayed me first. That Willy Devil. I'm sorry I did not tell you.

Y/N: Who? Who did this?

You heard one of the wooden boards creek behind you. Your senses went off as you turned around. There, you found several dark elf assassins.

Loki: They're already here.

Assassin: Monster, Master Malekith sends his warmest, wettest regards.

You slowly stood up as Lockjaw growled. You clenched your fists as a ball of fire surrounded them. Then, your lighting.

Y/N: Tell your Master that I have regards of my own. Or should I tell him myself?!

You swung your fist, creating a cyclone of flames and electricity. It sweeped the assassins up and sending them flying away.

Loki: This...this is but his opening move.  He is planning something. He needs the most powerful players off the board.

You turned back to your friend and kneeled down.

Y/N: Then we don't have time to waste. I'm sorry, but your injuries will have to wait, Loki. I need you to take me to this Malekith guy.

Loki: Very well.

You turned to Lockjaw.

Y/N: He's back to the Manor. Alert the other Strikers. Hurry.

Lockjaw barked and teleported away. You helped Loki to his feet and he lifted his hand.

Loki: Come, now. Before it's too late.

He began his spell, but you noticed that it wasn't the same green that he always used. Your senses slowly began to go off as your eyes grew wide.

Y/N: You're not..

And just like that, you were gone.

And just like that, the war began.

Monster:
Cabal War

Lockjaw appeared in the middle of the lounge where everyone was gathered. Crystal noticed the dog first but said nothing as the meeting continued.

Laura: So, Thor still refuses, huh?

Loki: Yes. My stubborn brother is still acting like a child.

Lockjaw looked at Loki then at Wanda and Robbie. He jumped in front of everyone and began to growl at the young God.

Loki: What is this?

Crystal: Lockjaw! Down!

Lockjaw: <Bark!>

Robbie: Uh, anyone wanna translate? Where's Y/N?

Tandy: He went down to the docks.

Toxin: I can translate!

Toxin set down his Legos and dragged himself across the coffee table. He then looked at Lockjaw who was still staring at Loki.

Lockjaw: <Bark!>

Toxin: He says that papa and Loki just left.

Wanda: What? How is that possible?

Robbie: Yeah. Loki was with us.

Lockjaw: <Bark!>

Toxin: Papa found Loki hurt and they were attacked by assassins.

Tyrone: That can't be good.

Lockjaw: <Bark!>

Toxin: Papa asked Loki to take him to where Malekith is.

Amora: Malekith?!

Loki: Oh, dear.

Elsa: Who the fuck is Malekith?

Everyone looked to Loki and Amora for an explanation.

Loki: Malekith, is bad news.
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You found yourself surrounded by snow and cold. You looked around at the seemingly bare landscape.

Y/N: Loki, where are we? And what was up with your magic?

You turned around to see Loki pulling the daggers out of his body. He lifted one up and licked the purple blood from the blade.

Loki: Oh, poor Monster. You fell right for my trap. It seems that Taskmaster was correct. You have a bleeding heart.

Y/N: Taskmaster?!

Your eyes grew wide as Loki began to change. Before your very eyes, Malekith stood before you. The dagger he held was now a large sword. He smiled widely as you took a step back.

Y/N: Malekith.

Malekith: Indeed. It is I, Malekith. The Messiah of this War. I have come to spread my holy gospel of hospitality across all the Realms. To every branch of the World Tree itself. And behold. I have not come alone.

The ground suddenly began to shake. From beneath the snow rose several frost giants who held weapons of their own. They towered over you by several stories.

You clenched your fists and popped out your claws. You then coated them with flames.

Y/N: You think these things can stop me from tearing you to shresds?

Malekith: Oh, ye of little faith, Monster. I simply need you here long enough for my war to reach your precious Midgard. And wouldn't you know it, it has.
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Miles: You know, I just realized it's been almost an entire day since anyone has tried to kill me.

Miles swung through New York after a meeting at the tower was called. The Program had grown and decreased over the last two years, but he stayed. A few others did, too.

Miles: I think the last time things were this peaceful was when I was 12. Yep. It's been a good day. It's only a matter of time before...

His senses went off.

Miles: There it is.

He looked down and avoided a stray arrow before he spotted a group of dark elf assassins down below. They were surrounding someone. He swung down and kicked one of the assassins down before he held up his fists.

Miles: Oh man, was tonight the larp meet up? I totally left my wizard stiff back in the Bronx. Guess I'll have to be the Spider Tricker again.

Assassin: Kill him or we'll face the wrath of Mal...

The assassin was quickly silenced when Miles shot a web at his face.

Miles: Thanks for that. There's a lot of swords so I needed to find out who the bad guys really were.

???: You must be the Man of Spiders.

Miles looked at the woman who held a large sword of her own.

Miles: Yep. Well, one of them. Let's see here. Golden armor, big sword, beautiful smile, you must be Thor's mom. I'm practically your son's BFF.

Miles flipped up and shot another web before he slammed the assassin to the ground. Thor's mother, Lady Freyja stabbed another before she sliced down the next.

Freyja: My son has spoken of the younger Spider. You seem to be as brave as he believes to you be.

Miles: Aww. Thanks.

Miles landed ontop of the entrance of to the building below. The door was suddenly kicked opened and another lady rushed out.

Sif: Lady Freyja, our building is under attack!

She stopped when she saw that the two had already took care of the attackers. She slowly lowered her sword and looked at her queen.

Sif: It appears that you already know. Are you alright?

Lady Freyja: I'm fine. Is the building secure?

Sif: Yes, my lady. But this problem appears to be much wider than we had originally thought. Dark Elf Assassins are appearing everywhere.

Miles was about to make a joke, but he suddenly heard a loud noise. He turned around to see the sky opening up.

In Greenwich Village, a crystal ball glows red hot and screams in a voice that's eerily human. The Sorcerer Supreme hurried in casting spells.

Every extradimensional alarm rang on Yancy Street. A Defenders looked up from his defeated foes.

Danny: What is this?

In Burns, Laura's adamantium bones began to ache in an all top familiar way. She takes control of the Strikers.

In the skies above New York, two flying heroes looked above them at the strange occurrence.

Sam: Uh, this is new.

Riri: These readings aren't right. What's going on?

From the Tower, two young women stared out the windows.

Nadia: Viv?

Viv: The Avengers systems have activated. This is an attack.

Just like that, war had come to Midgard.

Troll: GRAHHHH! Bow before your new troll masters, squishy mortals! Bow or be broken!

Dark Elf: The king of the Dark Elves sends his regards to each and every one of you! Prepare to accept his bloodiest of blessings!

The elf was silenced by a powerful punch to the jaw that shattered their mask.

Danny: Is it just me or did the New York preachers get weirder? I suggest you boys dropp the knives if you plan on leaving 47th street with some of your bones intact.

Dark Elf: Open your eyes, mortal. We will never be leaving. Midgard is ours!

Riri and Sam battled with flaming creatures in the skies above as they screeched.

Demon: All hail the QUEEN OF CINDERS! Death to all the unburnt!

Sam: This is not how I planned on spending my night!

Angel: War Angels, take the skies! Get rid of these flying humans!

Riri: Oh, come on!

Sam: Come on, pretty birds. Why can't we just talk this over a drink and some bird seed?

Riri: Stop flirting with them, Nova!

Angel: Warriors of Heven! Carve this knight out of his armor and throw him into the cage for breeding!

Sam: See? It's working. I think they just asked me out.

The civilians rushed to reach evacuation areas and safe houses while the creatures of the Realms gave chase. But they never reached any of them.

Laura: Strikers, STRIKE!

The creatures were met with a sudden wall of resistance when the Strikers charged for a counter attack.

Loki: It has been too long since I last battled Dark Elves and Trolls. It makes me feel young again!

Loki stabbed into a troll before he threw a knife at an elf that nearly got Doreen. She simply punched a troll before she was kicked away by a Frost Giant. The Giant was quickly rid of by Wanda's magic.

Toxin covered Molly and gave her a size growth. Together, they picked up a Giant and threw them over the buildings and into the Hudson River.

Molly: I'll smash it all!

Troll: Me think me in love..

Troll: I saw her first!

Laura: Where the hell is Monster?!

She stabbed into an elf before she avoided a club. Said club was destroyed by a flaming chain.

Robbie: I don't think they want to talk, Wolverine.

Miles: Trust me, we already tried.

The Strikers found an assassin taken down by Miles as he landed. He stood up and turned to them.

Miles: Friends. Allow me to introduce Lady Freyja and Sif.

The Strikers continued to fight while Lady Freyja and Sif joined in.

Freyja: So, you are the infamous Strikers I have heard of.

Laura: Only infamous in terms of your son.

Elsa: Who's being a massive cunt, by the way!

She blasted away another elf before she charged back into the swarm of fire demons.

Laura: Do either of you care to explain what the hell is going on?

Tandy: Yeah. Our leader was taken away from Malekith but Loki and Amora didn't have time to tell us what that was about before we had to hurry here.

Sif: Loki? Amora?

Amroa: Present.

Amora blasted away a swarm of angels that were trying to attack from above. Loki then leaped over a troll and stabbed it in the back.

Freyja: Odin help us all if these are Midgard's heroes.

Laura: Hey, focus, Lady! What's going on? Where did Malekith take Monster?

Freyja blocked an attack and stabbed the elf.

Freyja: That would be Malekith the Accursed. These are his dark elf soldiers, the most brutal butchers of the Dark Faerie Realm of Svartalfheim.

Tyrone: What kind of DnD shit...

Freyja: I also see Fire Goblins from Muspelheim, Frost Giants from Jotuheim, the War Angels of Heven, and very many trolls.Trolls.

Pearl: Blah blah blah. There's a lot of monsters. We get it.

Molly: How do we stop them?

Freyja: Malekith had brought all his dark armies here to Midgard. All the worst monsters the Ten Realms have to offer. You will need some armies of your own, Strikers. And we will have to find your leader....

Malekith: Armies? Heh.

The Strikers all turned to see a large dark portal open. From it came several, much stronger beings from the Ten Realms. The dark elf was joined by even more creatures, and members of the Cabal.

All lead by Malekith.

Malekith: No, I don't think you'll be needing those. They wouldn't do you much good, anyway.

Freyja: Ymir's bloody bones.

Malekith: All you people will need is a nice sturdy stick and a little white flag. To wave in surrender. For behold, the Cabal has come! Surrender your realm peacefully, ye mortals and has been gods, or we will pry it from your grubby little....

Malekith was quickly silenced when he was hit in the head by a large chunk of concrete.

Crystal: You wanna try that offer again?

Robbie: You want these hands, Malekith? Believe me, you're going to get them. Strikers, STRIKE!

Freyja: For Midgard!

The heroes started to charge forward, but Miles stopped when his senses went off.

Miles: Watch out!

He quickly grabbed whoever was near him while the others moved as quickly as they could. A giant foot just tried to stomp them.

???: The worst already been lost. This is a reckoning.

Sif: All-Mother, look out!

Freyja was suddenly grabbed by a massive blue hand and lifted up to face her attacker.

???: And right now, it's your reckoning, Freyja of Asgard, wince your husband is either too dead or cowardly to face his greatest enemy. LAUFEY. KIND KF THE FROST GIANTS!

Freyja held her sword up as Laufey laughed.

Freyja: Odin early did a poor job of killing you when last you faced him. I vow to do better!

Laufey: Ha! Big talk for such a tiny worm.

Freyja: Grrgh! You will find this worm has teeth!

Laura pushed herself up and watched A Laufey began to lift Freyja towards his mouth.

Laura: Someone get the Asgardian!

Loki: I say thee, HEL NAY!

The bright green blade that Loki created cut into the giant's arm. Blue blood spilled onto the streets below as the severed arm fell to the floor. Tyrone and Pearl quickly grabbed the queen and took her away while Laufey looked down at Loki.

Loki did not back down.

Laufey: You!

Loki: Hello, daddy. I'm sure there's a joke to be made here about you never laying a hand on my mother again, but I find I'm not really in a joking mood.

Laufey: Loki. I will rend your limb from tiny limb.

Loki held up his blade, but he was attacked by someone else. Malekith rode his tiger which bit into the God and took him up into the sky.

Malekith: Let me.

Loki: Guugh!

Malekith: I've seen swamp dragons and firesharks and a sea of squirming maggots, but, Loki, valiant defender of mothers? Hero? Ha! That's a new one, even for me.

Loki tried to pry himself free, but the tiger bit down harder.

Malekith: Isn't that the same mother you once stabbed in the back? Just like you've done to me?

Loki: You sent your assassins to kille me, Malekith, centuries ago! And they failed!

Malekith: Oh, Loki, we could've made such a beautiful madness together. But atlas, you are what you are. And the Age of Gods is at an end!

However, Loki was suddenly freed when a blast of magic separated him from Malekith and his beast.

Wanda: Generally I'd be fine letting two fools mystically murder each other, but Loki is one of us and you have brought a war.

Wanda used her magic to send Malekith and his tiger through a nearby building as Loki stabbed into the side of another. He reached the street and was approached by his mother.

Freyja: Loki, you are determined to not be welcome in any realm, aren't you?

Loki: What? Save the maternal advice, Lady Freyja. There isn't time. Listen to me carefully.

Loki placed his hands on his mother's shoulders as the Strikers and Miles battled off the Cabal members and the dark soldiers.

Loki: Monster, Y/N Creed, is trapped in Jotuheim. If he's not already dead, he's your only hope. Without him, he cannot stop Malekith.

Freyja eyed the trickster suspiciously.

Freyja: It will take more than you lopping your father's hand off to make me trust you again, Loki. Why in the Realms should I believe you?

Loki took a step back and looked his mother with eyes of hurt. He knew what came next.

At least he will go as a hero.

Loki: Because of this, Mother.

Laufey: Loki!

Loki was suddenly grabbed by his father and lifted to face his maker.

Robbie: Loki!

Molly: Someone save him!

Laufey ignored the heroes below and glared at his son.

Laufey: You are the worst thing to ever come from my loins, you wretched runt! And I once passed a kidney the size of a boulder!

Loki: U tried to love you, father. I actually tried to give you a chance. That will go down as my greatest sin.

Laufey: You are indeed my one great shame, Loki. But I am a Frost Giant. The icy blood of Ymir himself runs through my humongous veins. And where I come from, the Blizzards don't allow for shame or weakness. They scour it out. They consume it!

Loki closed his eyes as Laufey lifted him to his mouth. The Strikers all watched with eyes of horror and shock as Laufey bite down upon his son.

Robbie: NOOOOOO!

Laura: LOKI!

Elsa: YOU BASTARD!

The Strikers upped their powers and charged towards the Giant as he swallowed what remained of the God of tricks.

They fought, as did every other hero, as New York burned. Dark creatures overran the city and attacked anything in sight.

War has arrived. And the Age of Gods neared it's end.
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The snowy hell of Jotuheim remained as it always did. Cold and never ending.

But silence was no more.

Yet another giant fell into the snow, dead, as more charged to fill its place.

In the center of the countless giants, was you. Covered in blue blood mixed red from your own.

Your claws were beginning to dull, but your fire burned as bright as ever. The armor around your body glowed a powerful gold as you battled through the endless horde.

Y/N: Is this all you got, Malekith? I'LL SLAY EVERY SOUL IN THIS PLACE UNTIL I GET YOUR NECK IN MY HANDS, YOU COWARD!