Midgard Heroes: Ghost Rider, Wolverine, Scarlet Witch, Spider-Man, Wasp, Viv, Nova, Iron Heart, Iron Fist, Enchantress, Squirrel Girl, Toxin, Bruiser, Wave, Cloak, Dagger, Bloodstone, Crystal

Asgardians: Lady Freyja, Sif

Cabal: Taskmaster, Malekith, Abomination, White Gorilla, Hela, Mysterio, Monica Rappaccini

Missing: Monster, Loki
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Miles sat ontop of Striker's Manor. He just wanted to take a moment now that he could.

The world around him was ending.

It wasn't the first time. No. It definitely wouldn't be the last either. Maybe it would never end. Maybe the battle will always continue.

But he already came to terms with that. He knew what he was signing up for the first time he put the mask on.

His mind flashed back to something Peter had told him. That when things seem dark, when there's no hope in sight, you joke. You try to make people calm down by joking.

But he'd seen people die. All by the hands of Trolls and Elves and Giants. He found it a lot harder to joke around.

So he wanted a moment alone.

Laura: Miles!

Miles nearly jumped at his friend's voice. He stood up and turned around, only to find her wearing a coat with an ax in her hand.

Miles: What are you doing here?

Laura: We need to save the world.

Miles: Yeah, I was just thinking that. What's, uh, what's with the ax?

Laura held it up.

Laura: It was Thor's when he was younger. It's called Jarnbjorn or something.

Miles: Ah. I had a stuffed bear when I was a kid. It was called Fluffles. Probably not as significant. But, uh, when I was asking what you were doing up here, I meant, how are you up here? Like, ontop of your guys' Manor?

Laura: Follow me.

Miles did so and Laura lead him up the head of the Celestial. His eyes grew wide when he saw just how the Wolverine got up top.

Miles: Woah.

Flying there, was a Pegasus. Laura whistled and called the creature down. She mounted it and lifted it's reign.

Laura: The Valkries are fighting in New York, but they sent us some gifts. I'll meet you inside.

Miles: Sure. I mean, I could....or.....

Laura and him stared at each other for a moment. Laura then rolled her eyes.

Laura: Come on.

Miles: Woah!

He shot a web and swung up onto the horse. He held onto Laura as she guided the horse down the Manor.

Monster:
Cabal War

Laura: Our mission is to travel via the newly restored Rainbow Bridge to the frozen realm of Jotuheim and rescue the moron from the clutches of the Frost Giants.

Danny: That's not a mission. Something that epic should really be called a quest.

Laura turned around at the heroes she had gathered in the War Room.

Doreen: This is a bit of a weird team.

Laura: Everyone is pulling double shift around the world and beyond. This is who we have, and who we need.

She activated the table and showed everyone's profile.

Laura: Doreen Greene, Squirrel Girl. Someone who can withstand the full fury of the inhabitants of Jotuheim.

Doreen smiled.

Laura: Danny Rand, Iron Fist. Someone who can best a Giant in a single bow.

Danny nodded.

Laura: Nadia Van Dyne, Wasp. Someone who with enough intelligence to help lead the mission.

Nadia was just glad she could help.

Laura: And me. A hunter.

Miles slowly raised his hand.

Laura: Miles Morales, Spider-Man. The one who's job it is to keep up the team's moral.

Miles slowly lowered his hand.

Laura: Monster may be the only shot we have at saving not just Midgard, but all the Realms. But he's also our friend and he needs our help. Are you with me?

Everyone looked around the table. The thing about you was that they really did respect you. They loved you. You always will be family.

Miles: Of course we are.

Laura smiled.

Laura: Good. Come with me.
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You found yourself on the rooftop of the tower.

Once again you were a just a child. A 15 year old, scared kid.

And once again, they were there.

Felica: I'm leaving.

You froze as the sky turned dark and the sun vanished in the horizon. You looked at her confused.

Y/N: What?

Felicia: Me and Cat have been talking about it for a while now. We don't belong here, Y/N.

Y/N: I...You....

Felicia: We're thieves. We hurt people and take what isn't ours for money from horrible people. Living here is...it feels like we're suffocating. Today finally made us realize that this isn't the life for us.

You felt that feeling in your stomach again. That gut wrenching feeling that only made you feel sick.

Y/N: You...you want to leave?

Felicia: Yes. No? We....I don't want to leave you. Not like this. But me and Cat...we're not heroes. Not like you or the others.

She then looked at you with tears starting to form in her eyes.

Felicia: But you belong here. You deserve all of this. You're Monster. You help people. It's who you are.

Y/N: Felicia...

Felicia: But you need to let us go.

Cat: Both of us.

You looked at the girl in front of you. What were you supposed to say? You knew hwta you wanted to say...but what did you need to say?

Venom: Tell her. Three wordsss, kid.

Y/N: I...

You looked at Felicia, Cat. The one who was there for you when you were alone. The one who supported you through it all. Your family. Your home. Your love.

And you said those three words.

Y/N: I love you.

Loki: Uh, okay?

Your eyes opened and you were suddenly shrouded in darkness. The only light came from a small fire. On the other side of the flames sat Loki.

You slowly sat up, only to find that your jacket was all but torn to shreads.

Y/N: What.....where am I? What happened?

Loki poked the fire with a stick as he sighed.

Loki: Short version, Midgard has finally been invaded by Malekith who is surely working with the Cabal. He sent you here to Jotuheim to keep you occupied while Malekith lead his dark forces to wage war. Oh, and I was eaten by my father.

You stared at him for a moment. He the pointed to a pile of clothes.

Loki: So you're not bare the entire time.

You looked at it for a while before you stood up. You were sore, but your healing factor already took care of your wounds.

While you got dressed, Loki stared into the fire.

Loki: I'm sorry that I was not able to arrive sooner. I had arrived here while I was in the stomach of a Forst Giant. Damned things are colder on the inside, if you can believe it.

You adjusted your shoulder pad before you looked down at yourself.

Y/N: Right. Well, do you think you can send me back?

Loki shook his head.

Loki: Nay. I am afraid not. My magic does not work here. At least, not as significantly. I can create plenty of blades, though.

You looked at the gloves on your hands. You clenched your fists and popped out your claws. You then retacted them and pulled the gloves off. Once they were thrown to the side, you created a small ball of fire.

Y/N: So, where are we now?

Loki: A cave.

Y/N: I meant, where in Jotuheim.

Loki looked at you.

Loki: A cave.

You both stared at each other.

Y/N: What?

Loki: A cave!
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Robbie didn't know what to think. He was wondering what was going on. Here he was, 18 years old and in the middle of some fantasy war.

He was now leaning against a wall watching as Lady Freyja, the Queen and All-mother of Asgard, gathered a team of her own. With everyone spreading more and more, resources were becoming less.

So, while Sif lead a team of her own to help with civilians around the world, Robbie found himself roped into a Strike Team.

This, this was more his speed.

Freyja: Thank you all for gathering here. You are the warriors I've hand picked for this quest.

Crystal: Right. You requested us, but why?

Tandy: Yeah. Wouldn't you rather have stronger heroes with you? Like the Hulk, wherever he is.

Robbie had to agree. Crystal, maybe. But Tandy and Elsa? Seemed iffy.

Freyja: You are valiant warriors in your own right. And this quest, while it requires action, requires a more subtle approach.

Robbie: So, why did you ask for the guy who is literally a flaming skeleton?

Freyja: That, will be for the action.

Elsa: I like it. So, what do you need us to do, love?

Freyja: Our part will be simple. We shall journey into the realm of low craft. Svartalfheim. The Dark Elf hordes will come. But we will remain strong and fast. The Black Bifrost must be destroyed. There is no other way. I am asking you to risk your lives, your souls, for this quest.

The rag tag team looked at each other.

Robbie: Okay. When do we start?
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Laura: Feel free to choose an Asgardian weapon from the armory. They're surprisingly well labeled.

Danny and Doreen walked over to a wall and looked at the weapons that were there. Danny apporched one and read aloud.

Danny: Twin Swords of Sprague. All in Jotuheim fear their edges.

Doreen: Hammer of Rok. Giants crack like egs under its weight.

The two looked at each other, and smiled. They grabbed their weapons and headed to get armor.

Nadia examined a few as well before two items caught her eye. She grabbed a dagger and an amulet. She then looked over to where Laura was waiting.

Nadia: Are you not getting anything?

Laura lifted her fist and popped out her claws. Nadia just nodded.

Miles: Uh, I don't really want a weapon. Smiting enemies isn't really my thing.

Nadia looked around before she grabbed a shield. She handed it to him.

Miles: Uh...

Nadia: Shields can be useful. Just ask Captain America.

Miles: Okay.

He then felt something get placed on his head.

Miles: Uh, what's this?

Laura: A magic helm.

Miles: Oh. Cool.

Laura then tossed the ax from earlier to Nadia. She caught it, and nearly fell forward from the weight of it.

Laura: Is everyone ready?

Everyone agreed. Laura then looked up.

Laura: Sam? Sam, do you hear me?

Sam: I hear you, Laura. I hear all. It's....overwhelming.

Laura felt bad for him. Truly. But he was their only form of teleportation around the Realms.

Laura: Well, we're ready. Send us to Jotuheim!

Sam took a deep breath and activated the Bifrost. The five heroes suddenly found themselves surrounded by a rainbow.

Laura: Everyone get ready to ride.

Doreen: Ride?

Laura: Yes.

From the rainbow came five Pegasus. They immediately picked up the heros and flew into the Bifrost.

Laura: We ride!

Miles: I am so into this!

The heroes rode through the Bifrost, ready for battle.

Danny: We need a name.

Laura: No, we don't.

Danny: How about the Four Horsemen of Peace?

Laura: No.

Danny: I got it. The Four Horsemen Who Will Punch Apocalypse In The Face?

Laura: Also no.

Danny: Why not?

Doreen: Well, for starters, there's five of us.

Danny looked at her confused. He then began to count everyone. No, that was four. Miles then realized something.

Miles: Did you forget to count yourself?

Danny realized his mistake and blushed.

Danny: Uh....yes. I forgot to count myself.

Nadia: Besides, don't you guys already have a name?

Laura: Wait, no. No!

Miles and Danny smiled.

Danny/Miles: FIST BROS!
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While the heroes of the world rushed to save as many lives as they could, back in New York, a sneaky little thief hummed a tune.

She happily snuck around the Frost Giants and War Angels as she made her way through the invasion.

Felicia: Are you sure this is okay? I mean...I feel a bit bad about all this.

Cat: Oh, hush now. You know what they say. One city's destruction is another girl's treasure.

Felicia: I don't think that's right, Cat.

Cat just smirked as she neared her destination. She perched on the edge of a roof and looked down at the now empty home of Doctor Strange.

Cat: Look at that. Our precious little treasure is ours for the taking. This makes me very happy.

Felicia: It doesn't take much to make you happy, apparently.

Cat lifted her head.

Cat: What's that supposed to mean?

Felicia: You know damn well what it means.

Cat had no idea what her other self was talking about. And frankly, she didn't care. She can deal with it later. For now, there was something very important that she needed inside.

Something that would change everything.

Cat: Let's go get it.

While Cat was excited, Felicia only felt guilt and fear.

After all, they were only human.

How could they control the power of a Godslayer?