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After eight long years, Victor Von Doon’s reality known as Latverion finally reached its end. After Reed Richards, Wanda Maximoff and Clea Strange helped to right the memories of those in the various domains, Richards and Doom went head to head in a battle that eventually reset reality and righted it once and for all.

THIS IS THE OFFICIAL CHAT LOG COVERAGE OF THE IC

CLEA STRANGE/SORCERER SUPREME (616): They had been fighting for too long. That’s how it felt, at least. It was hard to say what was real and what was a fabrication. Eight years had past since Latverion’s inception; eight years of lies, suffering and deceit -- and for what? To stoke the ego of a megalomaniac? That’s all it was: an elaborate facade meant to affirm the ego of one power obsessed man. They had fought, and they had lost. In the immediate aftermath of Stephen’s murder, Clea had been stricken with the fear that she didn’t know how to proceed; people seemed to be looking to her for guidance. She bore his last name and the status of being his wife, but that didn’t mean she had any desire to replace him. It wasn’t until the Cloak of Levitation found her that Clea knew what she had to do. She wore the red incessantly, the only time it would come off would be when she slept -- but Clea had stopped sleeping all together. Working with America, the two women traveled Latverion with Wanda to try and wake up as many as they could. It was because of this that a decent size crowd stood together in the Darkforce Dimension where they had been hiding. “I want to thank you all for coming.” The Cloak fluttered as Clea gently descended. “I know it hasn’t been easy to hear what we’ve had to say. Lives have been torn apart, but there has to be a reason. There is a reason, and we’re going to fix what Doom’s done. Stephen gave his life because he believed that, and I don’t think his death was in vain. I don’t think you do either, or you wouldn’t be here.” She paused, to look to the shadows. “But I’m not the one you should be hearing from. There’s one who Doom has called out specifically, one who tried to stop this before it began.” She gestured him forward with one hand. “Reed Richards.”

MARC SPECTOR/MOON KNIGHT (MCU): The reality of the situation they found themselves in was starting to set in as the group of misplaced heroes stood in front of Clea Strange, and Marc had his arms crossed as he stood next to Steven and Layla and listened to the sorceress speak. It was incredibly depressing, seeing her wearing Strange's Cloak across her shoulders, but it only gave them more reason to fight to take Doom's regime down once and for all. Eight years of deception and hardship, only to find out they'd all essentially been toys in Doom's sick game. His jaw was clenched as he glanced down at the ground and clenched onto his arms. If it was up to him, he'd take a crescent dart and carve the self proclaimed God Emperor's skin off of his face, but there was someone else here now who had even more reason to do so. It was strange, seeing Reed again after so long, but it was enough to make Marc straighten at the scientist's presence in the room.

REED RICHARDS/MISTER FANTASTIC (616): Reed shot Clea a quick glance and a nod before stepping forward, eyes lingering on a random spot on the ground in front of him. His jaw was set, tired yet determined, as he took in a deep breath. "This can't be easy for any of you to hear. I know that. To be where you are, to come to terms with what has been done. If there had been anything else I could have done.." He trailed off for a moment, shaking his head with a scoff. "Believe me, I would have done it. But this is now. This is where we stand, and we have no choice but to start from here." Finally, Reed tore his gaze away from the fixed point he had fixated on and looked at the gathering before him. He tried to straighten up, appear strong. "This is personal for me, I won't lie to you. Doom stole my family from me. He may call himself Emperor and he may even call himself God. But I am here to tell you that it is possible to defeat him. I know him. I know the mind behind the mask and he cannot be allowed to continue." There was a quiver to his voice as he continued, his thoughts wandering to his family. "If he wants us to reveal ourselves, I say we do just that. He cannot hide from the truth any longer, not while I am here. That is why you are all here. To show him the that we are not going to go along with his lies any longer. That we are not afraid of him." To get my family back.

RACHEL SUMMERS/ASKANI (616): Rachel practically hadn't left Betsy's side since she'd had her own memories restored back in Egyptia. And while she was more than happy for a change of scenery from the hot sands of that godforsaken place, the Darkforce Dimension wasn't much better. Her time as a Knight of X and in X-Factor still hadn't seemed to prepare her for something quite on the scope of completely rewritten reality where she was a hound again, but here she was. There were still after effects that she was reliving for a second time in this newfound reality, but she was pushing past them. And Reed was right, they didn't need to keep hiding from Doom anymore. Anger flared in her chest as she stood up from leaning against the wall and nodded. "I second that. We need to make him pay. All of them. Not just Doom, but every last one of those Baron's that probably knew exactly what they'd signed up for."

GABBY KINNEY/SCOUT (616): "I say we chop his head off. Slowly."

WANDA MAXIMOFF/SCARLET WITCH (MCU): She was exhausted. All Wanda had done since Stephen had died was fix the memories of those they found, and it was beginning to take a toll on the Witch. Still, she persevered. This was her form of penance in the perpetual search for atonement. “As we speak, T’Challa is fighting Doom with the Infinity Gauntlet,” Wanda informed the group. “A distraction while we do what we need to. Is there anyone here who still needs their memories righted?”

DAISY JOHNSON/QUAKE (AOS): "Natasha and Bucky, but.. Well, last I heard, they were attending Doom's summit."

YELENA BELOVA/BLACK WIDOW (MCU): Yelena’s lips flattened into a thin line. Natasha had reactivated Bucky after he had helped end her subjugation -- again. She felt partially responsible and needed a way to find him to try and undo the reconditioning. Casting a look to Daisy, the blonde just shook her head in anger.

MILES MORALES/SPIDER-MAN (1610): "Uh, yes, actually.. Lana Baumgartner. But I'm willing to bet she's also there at the summit." Miles' face fell at the realization, that this version of Lana also probably supported Doom wholeheartedly. How could she not, with all of that successful brainwashing C.R.A.D.L.E. had gotten into her?

BETSY BRADDOCK/CAPTAIN BRITAIN (616): There was a slight chuckle at Gabby’s words. Betsy shook her head slightly as she shifted from one foot to the other. “Rachel’s right,” she agreed. “Morgan Le Fay knew exactly what she was doing when she hurt all of those magical beings. She got pleasure out of it. I bet she’s in on the whole thing.”

JAKE LOCKLEY/MOON KNIGHT (616): Jake nodded slowly at Betsy's words and glanced up at the rest of the room from beside her and the rest of the people who came from High Avalon. It was hard to not stick with them after crafting an entire life for himself here in Latverion, even if they were here talking about toppling it. It was the right thing to do, at the end of the day. "I'd be willing to bet on that too. I bet Doom cut la bruja and the rest of those Barons a deal. Maybe not all of them, but most. They were too conveniently in positions of power."

SUSAN STORM/INVISIBLE WOMAN (616): What they were speaking was, technically, slander. Susan had heard Doom’s decree along with everyone else. Hersey. Libel. Deceit. They had used a lot of fancy adjectives to say that Reed Richards was wrong and couldn’t be trusted. Still, Johnny had brought her to the Darkforce Dimension. He asked her to listen and she had from the back of the crowd with her hood pulled up. Far from someone who was easily pulled into mass hysteria, the entire thing wasn’t computing with her pragmatic, logic driven brain. The things they were saying about Doom should have infuriated her, but instead she just felt a detached numbness. Maybe it was because a part of her did worry that what he did was wrong. He called himself a God but she saw him only as a man. “Why you’re here?” The words involuntarily left Susan’s mouth as she took in the bearded man at the front of the room. Reed. “You killed Stephen Strange. You say all these things about Doom and the Barons, but do you really think he’s irredeemable? He may be a god, but he’s also a father. My husband. He can’t only be evil.”

JANE FOSTER/VALKYRIE (616): “Actually,” Jane drew the word out. “I killed Stephen. I didn’t want to, of course, but it wasn’t me.” She just had to throw that out there.

GWEN STACY/GHOST-SPIDER (65): They were going to get them all back. Gwen reached over and quickly squeezed Miles’ hand. It turned out they weren’t actually dating, but that was fine. They had always been better as friends anyway.

MILES MORALES (1610): Miles looked down when he felt someone squeeze onto his hand, and his mouth twisted into a small, sad smile when he realized it was Gwen. It wasn't that he didn't want to date her, but none of this was real. And in real life, he'd been talking pretty frequently to Lana before suddenly the world ended and everything was turned upside down. Regardless, it was nice to have his friend there by his side as he squeezed back and took a shaky breath.

DAISY JOHNSON (AOS): "Wait, you think Reed killed Strange?" Daisy asked out loud, not really meaning to let that leave her head. But she couldn't help it. It was unbelievable that somehow Doom had convinced someone like Susan Storm of something so ridiculous. "That's not what happened. Like.. at all."

LAYLA EL-FAOULY/SCARLET SCARAB (MCU): Sandwiched between Steven and Marc, Layla was standing on her own two feet. Some of her color had returned and her strength had come with it. It wasn’t perfect, but she was pretty confident she could summon her suit and be able to actually use it. “The Thor Corps killed Stephen.” She didn’t want to call Jane out by name even though they didn’t know each other.

REED RICHARDS (616): That voice. Reed would know that voice anywhere, in any reality, on any world. His eyes shot up, wide and yearning, as Sue spoke. He found himself incapable of responding, every possible word catching in his throat. Thankfully Jane provided an answer, which he was grateful for, but he had to say something. It was impossible to truly say how he was feeling as he took in his wife as she looked to him with pain and grief and anger. But even with all that, that worst of it was the unfamiliarity of it all. Reed would take her anger if it meant she could recognize him, even just for a second. He would fall to his knees and let her rip him to shreds if it meant she could find her memories again, to see him and feel their connection somewhere deep down. He could even hear her ridicule him for such thoughts. For being so illogical. But Reed Richards was lonely, and he was tired. He thought for a few seconds more before managing to lock eyes with Susan. "I don't believe that any being is purely evil. What I believe is that Doom is weak. Brilliant minds still have room for weakness- perhaps even more so than others. His hunger for power has been his driving force for as long as I've known him. For as long as you've known him, Susan. You just don't remember." The rest of the crowd melted away and it felt as if they were the only two in existence. Reed tried, he really tried, to hold back the bitter bite in his next words. But he couldn't. "He is no father. And he is no husband of yours. Everything he has is stolen. And I am not going to allow him to keep it. I promise you that."

MARC SPECTOR (MCU): As Layla readjusted her position, Marc fought the immediate urge to use his arm to support her, and instead tried to remind himself that she didn't need him hovering over her like a hawk. The idea of going out and confronting the entire might of Doom's army and the Thor Corps was more than terrifying given the current state Layla was in, but he trusted her. If she didn't feel up for it, she'd have said so. Instead, he gently reached down and grabbed onto her hand, needing the physical touch to ground him.

CAROL DANVERS/CAPTAIN MARVEL (MCU): Carol scoffed. “Doom sent out a great memo about how Reed and some others killed Stephen.” She had received it before her Baronhood was revoked due to her being a ‘traitor’. Falling silent as Reed spoke, Carol resisted the urge to let out a low whistle at the declaration.

JOHNNY STORM (616): Johnny had been on edge since the moment he walked into the room with his sister. Adjusting to life with a once again human body instead of a celestial one was a bit of a rocky road thus far, and the general unrest and growing revolution certainly didn’t help. But his sister was too far gone, and Doom had to be stopped. Hoping (albeit foolishly) she’d remain undetected during the meeting, Johnny’s stomach dropped the moment he heard his sister’s voice. He couldn’t look Reed in the eye either. He placed a hand on his sister’s shoulder in a last ditch attempt to calm her before things escalated further, “Sue, please —“

STEVEN GRANT/MR. KNIGHT (MCU): Steven couldn't help but to chime in at all of the accusations being thrown at Reed as he gently raised his hand. But just as quickly he was silently chiding himself for raising it like he was asking to use the restroom in primary school and instead lowered it and just slightly raised his voice to get their attention. "I know it might be hard to hear, but Doom has been terrorizing Latverion for eight years now under the rouse of being some kind of savior. I mean, he turned your brother into the bloody sun. And America Chavez into a star. Although, technically Johnny was also a star.."

AMERICA CHAVEZ (MCU): “No me lo recuerdes.” America muttered under her breath. “Don’t remind me. Did that not cue you into the fact that Doom is malas noticias?”

CRYSTALIA AMAQUELIN/CRYSTAL (616): “He let Maximus, Apocalypse and the others do whatever they wanted.” She had been sold in a political bargain, and that was worlds better than what happened to Johnny. “He hurt people we love.” She looked at the Storm’s. Susan and Johnny were some of the first people she’d met when she had left Attilan. The Fantastic Four had welcomed her in and it broke her heart to see them like this.

SUSAN STORM (616): If he felt like they were the only two in the room, Susan did as well for a fleeting moment. There was something so utterly magnetic about the way he spoke and the manner in which he held himself that she fell silent. Johnny’s hand was on her shoulder but she just stared at Reed Richards for a long moment. “That’s a big promise.” Her voice was quiet. It was one, however, that she surprisingly hoped he kept. Susan wasn’t sure if there were any merit behind the idea that there were things she couldn’t remember, but if there were she wanted to know. Reaching up, she patted Johnny’s hand once before shrugging it off. “What are you going to do to stop him?

CLEA STRANGE (616): The arrival of Susan Storm had put Clea on edge. She needed Reed to keep his head straight, but she also knew him to be an incredibly logical man. He could look his lost wife in the face and still fight because he knew it was the only way to get her back. “We have a few ideas,” the Sorceress admitted. “But there are a lot of hypotheticals and things that can go wrong.”

KATE BISHOP/HAWKEYE (616): “We can handle things that may go wrong.” Kate was seriously regretting being a citizen of High Avalon. She had torn the bottom of her skirts off, but they were still more annoying than her uniform would have been. “I work my best when things go wrong.”

FLASH THOMPSON/AGENT ANTI-VENOM (616): Flash nodded at Kate as she reminded. "Sure there's a lot wrong and that can make shit hit the fan, but I'm with her." He said gesturing to Kate with a tilt of his head. "Hail Mary's are my specialty."

JOHNNY STORM (616): The moment Sue shrugged his hand off her shoulder felt like a gut punch. He had no horses in this race, at least none that mattered to his sister — to his own flesh and blood. Her declaration at least sounded promising, but her conditioning was deep and he wasn’t entirely sure they could trust her just yet.

REED RICHARDS (616): "Clea is right. Power like the kind Doom has can create instability and unknowns. But I've learned much about hypotheticals and the nature of possible outcomes. Learned from the best, in fact." Reed let a hint of a smile through, keeping his gaze on Susan as he spoke fondly of her. He held it there before glancing to Wanda. "Once Doom knows where we are, where I am, he won't be able to resist making an appearance of his own. That is the most likely outcome, and we have a plan for when he arrives."

VICTOR VON DOOM/DOCTOR DOOM (616): Victor Von Doom did not admit defeat. In his carefully crafted reality, it was bound to take a turn for the worst at some point. The possibility was always open when people like Reed Richards were still left alive. He’d taken care of Johnny’s influence, and separated Strange’s young protégé from the sorcerer, but it still wasn’t enough. And now, his world, his reality hung in the balance because Stephen Strange couldn’t just succumb to his new life. No plan could ever be foolproof, but it didn’t make things blowing up in his face any less infuriating. There were traitors across the domains, and it was only a matter of time before they reunited and attempted a coup. T’Challa arriving to Doomstadt with an Infinity Gauntlet in tow was just the beginning, and after a battle that took them through several different planes of reality, Doom had just managed to subdue the Black Panther when he realized that the gauntlet was just one big distraction. Growling furiously under his breath, Doom took hold of the gauntlet and snapped his fingers, willing a portal to take him to the one man who he knew had to be behind all of this disarray in Latverion. A large portal opened up right in the center of the hidden school where the traitors were hiding, linking both Doomstadt and the Darkforce Dimension together as the entirety of the Thor Corps stood behind him, along with several other figureheads from various domains. Apocalypse’s Horsemen, the Infernal Four, everyone else who still had the sense to fight by his side still. “The God Emperor bows before no one. And a mutiny will not be tolerated.”

AMERICA (MCU): “Speak of the tin-faced devil.” America couldn’t help but crack before she stepped back. She had seen more of Doom over the last eight years than most; her time as his prisoner had her well acquainted with the supposed God Emperor. Being in his presence again made her feel small and she wanted to stick by Clea’s side.

SUSAN STORM (616): “Victor.” The real name of the God Emperor escaped Susan’s lips. She looked to Johnny once before pushing through the crowd to her husband in an attempt to take his hand. “Let’s talk about this.”

MARC SPECTOR/STEVEN GRANT (MCU): Marc and Steven were almost in unison as they both summoned their suits, cloth enveloping Marc's figure and the white suit materialized onto Steven's as Marc braced himself, his eyes immediately catching onto the four Horsemen that were standing behind Doom.

DAIMON HELLSTROM (616): "Ah welcome toy fine aboad. I'm afraid this is an invitation only kind if shindig and I’m afraid I just don’t have enough chairs for all your friends. So please, see your way out." Daimon replied grinning as flames dripped from his eyes.

LAYLA EL-FAOULY (MCU): Raising her arms slightly, Layla’s own suit overtook her clothing. She caught Marc’s gaze as they looked to the Horseman, and she shook her head. “We want to free them, not kill them. They’re as much a victim of Apocalypse’s domain as I was.”

JOHNNY STORM (616): Johnny lit up the moment Doom appeared, taking care not to stand too close to anyone as flames overtook his form, but to keep a close enough eye on his sister as she moved through the crowd. He couldn’t make a move just yet, that would be impulsive and stupid — and god if he wasn’t impulsive and stupid. But there was too much at stake right now. “God I hate that guy,” he muttered as Daimon spoke.

VICTOR VON DOOM (616): Victor scoffed Susan's hand away and clenched the fist that was holding the gauntlet, the green time stone lighting up as he used its power to warp Susan's entire being, freezing her right in place. "I'm afraid you're going to sit this one out, my dear." The nickname was laced with malice as he smirked at Reed from underneath his mask and stepped past Susan, not giving her more than a second glance. "This is between me, and you, Richards. I should have known that you were behind all of this. I knew you wouldn't be able to resist yourself in trying to destroy everything that I've built."

MARC SPECTOR (MCU): Marc shook his head slightly at Layla's words and resisted a groan as he glanced down at her. "I know, baby. But we need to be careful with how we handle them." He spoke under his breath as the exchange between Doom and Reed was unfolding. The room was seconds away from erupting into an all out war, but Marc was already strategizing how he wanted to go about this. "Famine's the whole reason why I ended up finding you."

STEVEN GRANT (MCU): "I'm sorry, Famine? As in the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse's Famine? And that's... Buggers, that means that's Death, and Pestilence, and War..." Steven was trying to talk under his breath, but there was an odd element of excitement to his tone that he couldn't really help.

REED RICHARDS (616): Speak of the devil. Reed turned to face Doom just as he appeared, feeling the knot in his stomach grow tighter. On instinct he went to move in front of Sue and Johnny, readying himself for what was to come, but Susan moved past him and walked straight up to the maniac he wished to separate her from. He admired her for wanting to talk, but he knew it was far too late for that. When Doom froze Susan, Reed forced himself to look away and reminded himself to breathe. "Calling this mutiny is certainly a stretch, Victor." He took slow steps towards the other man- because that's what he was. Just a man. Before answering he couldn't help but let out a soft laugh under his breath, one that was bitter and sad and angry. "This is what you do. You paint yourself as the victim, even when everyone around you suffers. And it's never enough for you. You take and you take and you take and you are so blind that you cannot see that it is you who destroys. Not me. Susan might have wanted to talk this through, but I know you well enough to know that talking will get us nowhere. All of this ends today. Now."

DAISY JOHNSON (AOS): Daisy's eyes drifted back behind Doom as he made his grand entrance, and she nearly gulped at the sight of Romanoff and a very brainwashed looking Winter Soldier at her side. "Uh, guys.." She muttered over to Steven, Yelena, and Sam.

LAYLA EL-FAOULY (MCU): “Megan Gwynn.” Layla corrected Marc. “Her name was Megan. Megan, Laura, Ororo and Quentin. That’s who they are.”

LANA BAUMGARTNER/BOMBSHELL (1610): She didn’t want to hurt anyone. If her training had taught her anything, it was the danger that laid within her mutation. Still, Doom had called her to the Summit. She wore the uniform that only ever came out when she had to do a TV spot. Lana didn’t want to be there, but she didn’t have much choice.

STEVE ROGERS/CAPTAIN AMERICA (616): The faint squeak of his gloves could be heard as his fists tightened as his eyes met Bucky. "Not the first time I've had to take down a fascist with a God complex, won't be the last." Steve said through gritted teeth as he made sure to keep a good grip on his shield. "I think we know our targets." He said to Daisy, Sam, and Yelena. He attempted to keep his voice calm but you could almost hear the grinding if his teeth.

YELENA BELOVA (MCU): In one fluid motion, Yelena unsheathed her batons and snapped them into their full length. “Natasha is mine.”

VICTOR VON DOOM (616): Victor's gaze lifted towards the Darkforce Dimensions Baron, or should he say, former Baron. Satana Hellstrom would be taking the solo lead on the domain permanently once he sorted this entire mess out. That's what all of this was, a terrible mess that he now had to clean up. "Chairs won't be necessary after you've been dealt with. The God Emperor does not need to ask for permission to enter this domain. It's mine, after all." He snapped back as he turned to face Reed again. The other man was stepping closer, but Victor stood his ground as he kept the gauntlet at his side and shook his head. "I am not a victim. I stitched reality back together after it fell. Gave everyone a reality to live in in the first place before the Incursions destroyed everything. You're only upset because you couldn't do the same. You can't live with your failure, Reed. It's pathetic, truly."

SAM WILSON/CAPTAIN AMERICA (MCU): “You, me and Buck?” Sam looked to Steve.

MARC SPECTOR (MCU): The name was alarming, because Marc had almost forgotten for a few seconds that these people actually had names. He'd fallen into the constructed version of what Doom wanted them to believe instead of the truth. "You're right. Megan's just a kid. One of the ones that lives on Krakoa. And Laura.. her sister's been torn up ever since Apocalypse took her." Taking a deep breath, he unsheathed a crescent dart from his chest and held it tightly by his side. "We're freeing them. I don't care how."

MILES MORALES (1610): Miles locked eyes with Lana almost immediately, and felt sick at the sight of her C.R.A.D.L.E. uniform as he clenched his jaw slightly before glancing at Gwen. "We need to find a way to get Lana's memories back. Or.. stop her from doing something she'll regret."

LAURA KINNEY/WOLVERINE (616): There was a snarl from a woman that was little more than creature. Laura launched herself at Steven with flaming claws out with fangs bared.

STEVE ROGERS (616): "You me and Buck." Steve repeated Sam. "Daisy, you do what you do best."

SAM WILSON (MCU): “You got it, Cap.” Sam’s wings unfurled before he was airborne. Swooping sideways, he unhooked his shield and flung it towards Bucky’s head.

DAISY JOHNSON (AOS): Daisy smirked softly to herself and nodded, deciding to set her sights on several members of the Thor Corps who were already wielding their hammers and stepping towards them all. She didn't have her gauntlets, but she didn't need them to lean down and press her hand against the floor, sending shockwaves that knocked several of them on their asses at once before launching into full on combat with one of them.

GWEN STACY (65): Allowing her symbiote to turn her suit black, Gwen nodded. “You got it. Wanda! We need Wanda.”

CLEA STRANGE (616): Raising above the crowd, violet sparks rained down on the crowd as Clea cast defense spells against the Thor Corps. Wanda was below her mirroring the actions with scarlet magic lighting up the darkness of the domain.

BUCKY BARNES/WINTER SOLIDER (MCU): The Winter Soldier knew one thing, and that was the mission at hand. As soon as he set his sights on the group of defectors from the Reich, his mind scanned through all of their faces and matched them to names that he'd memorized as part of his orders from Romanova to execute on sight. Clenching his metal fist, he stepped forward and was briefly stopped when a shield slammed straight into the side of his temple. It knocked his concentration from him for a moment as he stumbled and grabbed his head angrily. Picking up the shield from the ground, the Soldier swung it with as much force as he could muster in the direction of Steve Rogers.

WANDA MAXIMOFF (MCU): Moving away from Clea, Wanda knocked back a handful of Thor Corps members with a blast of magic. Two others became puppets as she controlled their motions and made them attack the others. Throwing them to the side, Wanda waded deeper into the battle and helped where she could.

STEVEN GRANT (MCU): Steven was about to agree with Marc that these poor mutants needed to be freed, but he barely had any time to speak before suddenly a very angry looking Wolverine was lunging at him and he yelped and got tackled to the ground by her. "Hey! Please.. we can.. talk.. about this!" He screamed, panic seeping in as he tried to feel around for his truncheons, but they weren't strapped to his belt loop like they normally were.

GABBY KINNEY (616): Gabby growled as she saw Laura lunging for one of the Moon Guys and quickly launched herself across the room, bone claws extended on both hands as she slashed into Laura's side and rolled her sister off of the man. "Laura! It's me! I know you're in there, okay? You need to fight this."

FLASH THOMPSON (616): "Lead won't do much against these guys, huh?" Flash said to himself as his symbiote began to quiver. "Time for a different approach..." He said as spikes began to grow all across his body and his limbs extended, taking on a far more beastial form as red eyes stared at the approaching horde of Thors. "Before I leave take this." Flash said in a beastial voice as he created a mound of writhing white bio mass and handed to Kate. "You got great aim. You see anyone needing a patch job, shoot 'em with an arrow dipped in this and it'll fix em right up." He said before leaping off into battle.

KATE BISHOP (616): “--Uh, thanks??” Kate took the white mass from Anti-Venom and tried not to grimace. She wanted to joke about how her aim was the best there was, but instead she just notched an arrow and affixed some of the goo to the tip. “Here goes nothing.”

LAURA KINNEY (616): There was no fighting this. Pestilence was, to put it simply, all she was. It was who she had always been as far as she was concerned. Laura -- although she didn’t respond to that name anymore -- didn’t outwardly register the claws as they pierced her side. Instead, she slashed back with her own claws as one extended from the toe of her boot. The curse of being Pestilence was the disease that constantly ravaged her body as the healing factor combatted it. Most didn’t come close as to avoid infection, but this little mutant seemed determined. “My name’s not Laura.” She rasped.

STEVE ROGERS (616): Steve was sprinting after Sam in a pinsir formation. He couldn't help but wince as Buck got slammed in the side of the head but he had little time to pity him before a shield came ready to break his neck. He momentarily broke pace to slam the shield into the ground with his own. "C'mon, Buck?! I know you can do better than that." He said before chucking his shield to Sam "Cap! On your six!" He shouted before stomping on the edge of Sam's shield flipping it into his own hands before continuing his sprint.

REED RICHARDS (616): There it was. The anger that Reed had fought so hard to bury, bubbling right to the surface. The fight started, practically erupting around them, and Reed did his best to keep his focus. Everything had reached a tipping point but he still felt the tension rising. Failure. Like Doom said, he had failed. It angered him so much because it was true. Great minds always had their weaknesses and Reed was certainly no exception to that. Failure was not something he accepted. He hated Victor for getting them here. He hated himself for letting it happen. He could feel the shame burning in his core like an acid, eating its way out. "Your selfishness never fails to astound me." Reed growled, closing the gap between them and marching straight up to Doom. He was becoming sucked in by the tunnel-vision, one that his rival always knew how to draw from him. "This is no life! This is your deluded fantasy! You have to believe that this reality is mercy and that you are the savior because you have nothing else! You are the pathetic one!"

MARC SPECTOR (MCU): "Steven!" Marc was brought right back to that fateful time in the Duat when Steven had gone overboard, and he tried to launch himself at his alter when suddenly his hands shook and he dropped the crescent dart that he'd been gripping. He tried to turn around to face his assailant when he was met once again with Fam- Megan. That damned dust was already in the air again and he was barely aware of his surroundings as he fell to his knees and let her drain him of any fight he'd just had.

GABBY KINNEY (616): Gabby didn't care about getting slashed right back, despite most of the horror stories of Pestilence and her sickness that infected those she attacked. Gabby couldn't even feel the slash, and she knew her body wouldn't let her get sick from anything Laura threw her way. She hoped not, at least. That would be a bummer. Groaning more from the inconvenience than any sort of pain, Gabby slammed her bone claw down into Laura's arm to pin her to the ground as she glared down at her sister and full on shouted. "My name is Gabby Kinney! And yours is Laura Kinney! You're my sister. I know you remember! You have to!"

EROS/STARFOX (MCU): Eros hated this. The hate, the animosity, the sadness. It was all weighing down on his fragile soul. While not much of a fighter he had to do something to stop this. Flying over the battlefield he made his way deep into enemy lines. "This is not you! This is not your way! Do not be controlled by the malice of one self proclaimed God! Live your own lives!" He shouted as he stopped holding back and restricting his empathic energies. Those near him had their brains pleasure receptive flooded filling them with joy, love, excitement, and for the weaker willed perhaps even into a drooling incoherent mess.

WANDA MAXIMOFF (MCU): Something clicked in her mind. There was a red title wave that knocked back row after row of the Thors Corps before Wanda was airborne and flying back to Reed and Doom. She saw Reed approach him and close the gap, but Wanda was right there as shockwaves erupted from her landing. “I can’t stop you,” she turned to Doom. “But I can even the playing field.” One hand extended as the Reality Stone began to rattle in the Gauntlet. It dislodged and flew out to the black tipped fingers of Wanda. She held it in the palm of her hand before she closed her fist and the Stone was left at the mercy of her full power. When she opened her hand, red dust blew away. One down, five to go. Feeling charged from the energy, Wanda used her magic to knock the Gauntlet from Doom’s hand before advancing on him. “You’re a bully, Victor Von Doom. I’ve been one as well, and I needed someone to remind me what happens to bullies.” This time, the scarlet was directed at him. It affixed itself to his form and sapped some of the stolen energy he had taken for himself. “You don’t deserve this power, and it’s no longer yours to wield.” Stepping back, she took the Gauntlet and looked to Reed. “He’s yours.”

SUSAN STORM (616): The second the Gauntlet was free of Doom’s hand, Susan was released from the emerald constraints of the Time Stone. She pitched to the side, taking the second to catch her breath. Even without her memories, her alliance had shifted away from Doom. Her husband, so to speak, was wreaking the kind of havoc he claimed to be against.

CRYSTALIA AMAQUELIN (616): The room had erupted into chaos. Crystal was still processing the memories she had been reunited with; any anger that she would lose her newborn daughter was replaced by the fact that she had a very real daughter who didn’t exist in Latverion. It was for Luna that Crystal fought. Catching sight of Johnny, the redhead eventually ended up by his side. “It feels like the old days,” she spoke in reference to her time with the Fantastic Four. “Only far worse. What do you say: want to light them up?”

MEGAN GWYNN/PIXIE (616): Famine was hungry -- which was a surprise to no one. She was always hungry. “I’ve tasted you before.” The words were a low hum as she began to drain the man on his knees. “I love it when people come back for seconds.”

VICTOR VON DOOM (616): Victor's brow was creasing and jaw clenching the longer Reed spat his lies back out at him, and the argument was coming to a violent head as Doom flexed the gauntlet to attempt to blast Reed into nothingness when suddenly one of the stones rattled and flew off of the gauntlet, into the Scarlet Witch's hand. "You give that back!" He shouted, voice booming as he stepped forward, but then the gauntlet uncontrollably knocked off of his hand and he was left without the power of the Infinity Stones by his side. Scarlet energy enveloped him for a moment and he nearly fell to his knees at the abrupt release of power he'd been so accustomed to having for eight years. She didn't take all of it, but enough to disorient him as he narrowed his eyes and clenched his fists at his sides when she finished. "I don't need a Gauntlet to kill you, Reed. I'll just have to do it myself." And with that, he focused a mystical blast directly at Reed's face that joined his punch before lunging himself at the other man.

LAYLA EL-FAOULY (MCU): No. That was not about to happen. Flying forward, Layla’s boots connected with the side of Famine’s head before she landed on top of her with blades unsheathed. There was a horrible moment in which Layla regretted her actions before she heaved her swords downwards and severed one of the wings. “You need to stay away from my husband.”

JOHNNY STORM (616): The scowl that appeared to have been permanently etched onto Johnny’s face, melted into a satisfied grin the moment Crystal said those five words. He was already hovering out of arms reach of any of the hand to hand combat, but his attacks worked better when targeted. Setting fires wherever he felt like was irresponsible and could get the wrong people burned, but if he had a focus he could get the job done, “I thought you’d never ask—“ he called back to the other, the flames engulfing his hands growing in size and intensity, “Flame on!” he sent the fire toward an incoming wall of Doom’s minions with zero remorse.

SAM WILSON (MCU): “You got it, Cap.” Sam grabbed the shield as it was flung to him, the vibration reverberating up his arms. He barely had a second to pause before he sent the shield careening to the ground so it could ricochet through a group of Thors. It back in Sam’s hands only for a minute before it was redirected to Steve. “Back at ya!”

LAURA KINNEY (616): She was annoying. The mutant was saying things that Pestilence wasn’t trained to understand. “I don’t care what your name is,” she growled before wrenching herself upwards. There was a horrible sound as the arm was severed so Laura could stand. It was just an arm. It would regrow anyway.

STEVE ROGERS (616): Steve's eyes darted around them following Sam's throw, lining up angles, before throwing Sam's shield at Bucky, which, should it land, would bounce back to Sam. As Steve's shield came back to him he caught it with a bit of a spin then leapt in the air aiming a shield bash down at Bucky. "This isn't you!"

CRYSTALIA AMAQUELIN (616): “You know me. Sometimes I take a minute to come around.” When Crystal did, it was wholeheartedly. She loved hard and raged hard. Whether it was tied to the intensity of her power was unknown, but she was as temperamental as the weather she manipulated. As Johnny intensified his flame, Crystal stirred up a strong wind to spread the flames further. “Where’s your sister?” Crystal’s was someone on the battlefield with red hair snapping.

BUCKY BARNES (MCU): The shield hit the Winter Soldier again, this time right into his side as he let out a loud grunt and braced himself on the ground with his metal arm, not allowing himself to fully collapse as he spit out some blood and stood right back up. He threw several punches at his former best friend, but Steve's likeness was mostly unrecognizable to James at this point. The nickname brought out a strange sense of familiarity though, and he found himself hesitating as he caught the shield from slamming down onto him and used all of his strength to push it back towards the other man. "Who.. are you..?" He grunted back with difficulty, their strength almost matched as he struggled to keep the shield from slamming down onto him again.

MARC SPECTOR (MCU): Marc's head leaned into Megan's hands, his eyes unfocused and dazed as they nearly fluttered shut. Famine clearly didn't know how to stop herself, and he was seconds away from collapsing when suddenly Layla kicked the Horsemen away from him and his hands caught himself before he fully fell onto the ground. When he looked up, he watched as she severed one of Megan's wings clean off and grimaced at the scream that the girl let out. It seemed to at least subdue her for now, and he pushed himself back onto his feet and stumbled back over to Layla's side. With the suit on, he almost immediately felt Khonshu's power restoring some of what Megan had taken from him as he blinked hard. "I don't know how we're supposed to free them of what Apocalypse did to them, Layla."

GABBY KINNEY (616): Gabby twisted her claw into Laura's arm, not sure if the pain would change much but deciding Laura needed it to knock some sense into her. But then Laura lurched upwards and the claw completely severed her arm. Blood stained Gabby's pants as her sister stood up and her mouth fell open from a bit of shock of what the hell had just happened, but she quickly stood up as well and stood firmly, blocking Laura's path. If she was gonna do one thing, she'd at least make sure Laura didn't hurt anyone else. Gabby could take it. "Why do you think your infection doesn't work on me? Why we have similar powers? I was created from you. Apocalypse changed you, but he doesn't need to still have control anymore."

JOHNNY STORM (616): Johnny continued to send raging flames the direction of those they were trying to subdue, but it seemed to be doing little good against the continued onslaught. As soon as Crystal mentioned his sister however, he stopped briefly, gaze panicked as it scanned the room for the familiar head of blonde hair. He quickly spotted her, now free of the time Stone’s clutches. “Suse!” he called out, hoping she was intending to leave the chaos and not join the fight, “—shit, shit, shit-“

REED RICHARDS (616): Reed took a short stumbling step back as Wanda handled the gauntlet, left speechless as he watched her work. He hoped the look he gave her was enough of a thank you, because his attention was immediately drawn back to Victor as he adjusted to his loss of power. Reed was breathing heavily, his chest expanding and contracting quickly as he realized the plan had worked. So far, at least. He had a chance Sue was free now and there was no way Reed was going to let her get caught in the crossfire. He was able to dodge Doom's blast, narrowly, by bending his body in a way to let it fly right through where his face should have been. "Susan! Get out of he--!" The air was smacked out of his lungs before he could finish his warning, the full force of Victor's body smacking into his own. A lot of the impact was absorbed by the malleable nature of his powers, but it still was enough to knock him off his feet. He reacted quickly, stretching his limbs away so he could reach for Victor's hands. Reed began wrapping them together behind the man's back, hoping to incapacitate him. "You are going to lose, Victor. I may have failed, but I feel sorry for you. With all of your power, with everything at your disposal- you still could not create something for yourself, so you had to take it from me! My family, my life, everything that matters to me! All because you cannot find the strength to find real love, and real meaning. Stealing it from me does not make it real for you, my misguided friend."

STEVE ROGERS (616): Steve coughed, as dark blood dripped down his lips. He took a good hit to the side from Bucky and he could feel at least tree broken ribs. "You always did have a mean jab, Bucky." Steve said with a small laugh that turned into a cough as he struggled to keep pinning bucky with his shield. He was coming back to him he had to risk it. He removed one hand from the shield and used it to toss his cowl to the side showing his face. "It's me, Bucky. It's Steve. That little punk you always had to save in a fight." He said offering a pained, blood tinged smile.

YELENA BELOVA (MCU): She and Natasha were evenly matched. The two Widow’s were locked head to head for a long time. Yelena was pretty sure Natasha had broken her wrist, but Yelena had likely cracked one of the redheads ribs. It all came to a head when Yelena got Natasha on the floor and stomped on her head with the treads of one heavy boot. It wasn’t pretty, but it took the older Widow out. Knowing there was nothing she could do until Wanda fixed Natasha’s memories, Yelena ran to where Steve, Bucky and Sam were. She kept her batons out as she waited to see if she needed to jump in.

VICTOR VON DOOM (616): Victor thought he might have actually gotten the upper hand on Reed for a second, but just as quickly his rival stretched his limbs and incapacitated Victor's hands behind his back. He struggled against Reed's makeshift restraints, but there was too much force wrapped around him to pull out of it and he was forced to stare at Reed as the other man unloaded onto him. And as Reed went on, Victor couldn't help but to realize, begrudgingly, that he was right. As successful as Latverion had started out, it was all a lie. Susan being his wife, having children with her, it was never true. Even shifting reality to his each and every whim didn't change anything when it came down to it. The facade was finally coming to an end, and Victor hardly even knew what to say as he stared Reed down and solemnly shook his head. "I wonder then what you might have done if you had the power of being a god at your disposal, Reed. You might never admit it, but me and you are more alike than you'll ever know."

SUSAN STORM (616): Disoriented still, Susan head Johnny’s voice and her head snapped up. Reed was ordering her to go, but she didn’t know him well enough to take an order. She knew Johnny, though, and she made her way towards him. One hand rose to form a forcefield around them. “Johnny,” she exhaled. “I need you to tell me: is this real? Do I have memories I need to get back?”

LAURA KINNEY (616): Her arm was already starting to regrow in a painful reformation. “Why does it matter?” She snarled. “Apocalypse has made me whole. Who we were does not matter: it’s about who we are.” And who she was, was a child of the Atom and a servant to Apocalypse. “You are nothing.”

LAYLA EL-FAOULY (MCU): “I don’t know if we can.” The realization was a stone in Layla’s gut. “They can be saved, but we’re not gods even if we call on them.” The stress her body had been subjected to flared its head and Layla staggered slightly. “We need to fix everything to fix them.”

BUCKY BARNES (MCU): As soon as Steve lifted one hand from the shield, ever instinct in the Soldier was telling him to reach up and slam a hard punch to his assailant's chin, but he somehow found it within himself to resist the order his own mind seemed to have given him as Steve revealed part of his face. The more the other man spoke, the closer to his own mind Bucky started to become as he blinked, disoriented as memories flooded back to him. His conditioning had been loosened for months, and even though Natasha had reactivated it, his mind was stronger now than before. Strong enough to push past it a second time as he let go of his grip on the shield and let out a shaky breath as they both fully relaxed. His name flooded back to him then, James. Bucky. "Don't tell me I did that," Bucky quipped back, referring to Steve's bloodied mouth as his eyes softened slightly.

MARC SPECTOR (MCU): "Shit," Marc breathed out, not sure if they even had the capacity to fix everything in the capacity Layla was describing. Things seemed beyond the point of redemption, but God what he wouldn't give to wake up in their small New York apartment again. Preferably as one person instead of split into three. Noticing her stumble, he placed a hand on her back to help steady her and it wasn't long before Steven came running up to them, panting slightly. Steven also seemed to sense that Layla was about to topple over and gently lifted her arm and wrapped it around his shoulder. Marc shared a look with him that quickly went from intense to understanding as they both helped support her. "Well one things for sure. No more kicking for you or you're gonna pass out."

STEVE ROGERS (616): As he saw the look in Bucky's eye changed a wave of relief washed over him as his forced smile turned into a grin. Letting up on his shield he offered a hand to his friend. "Eh, you should see the other guy." He said with a coughing laugh. "You weren't in control, so don't sweat it, pal. We've got more important things to deal with." He said straightening his spine and looking off towards Victor and his Thor Corps. "Just like old times?" He said to Sam and Bucky as he tightened his shield on his arm.

JOHNNY STORM (616): Johnny touched down beside Sue, flames extinguished except for those around his hands, his posture still alert and rigid as ever as she shielded the two of them from the chaos. “Sue, I’m so sorry —“ he couldn’t bring himself to say the words so he simply nodded instead.

LAYLA EL-FAOULY (MCU): “No? She still has one more wing.” Layla gratefully redistributed her husband and Steven. They were right though, she was tapped out. Taweret’s magic wasn’t as strong as it used to be and the suit could only do so much.

WANDA MAXIMOFF (MCU): I wonder then what you might have done if you had the power of being a god at your disposal. It all made sense in that moment. Victor Von Doom had stolen energy from a Beyonder. It wasn’t his to wield, and that energy could be transferred once more. Scarlet flared between the two men as Wanda wrapped it around both Reed and Victor. “Victor Von Doom,” her power tightened around him. “I speak on behalf of all chaos magic as I strip you of what was never yours to begin with.” Again, the bonds tightened as the power flowed from him to Reed. “Reed Richards, I in turn give you a new chance. Use it wisely.” She had no doubts that he would.

BUCKY BARNES (MCU): Bucky took Steve's hand with a firm grasp, still feeling a little disoriented from the entire fight but knowing that he had a job to do. Even if what that job was was a little confusing. Last he'd checked they'd just been looking to topple the Reich, and now it seemed like the entirety of Latverion was a stake. Regardless, he'd stand by Steve's side on whatever fight he needed him to. No questions asked. "Yeah," He responded with a faint smile before his eyes drifted to Yelena and he paused. Before Natalia had reactivated his conditioning, she'd been talking about deactivating Yelena. He was more than glad to see that she'd evaded that while he was gone. "Looks like you found a reason to join the fight."

SUSAN STORM (616): “Stop, stop.” Susan put a hand on Johnny’s chest. “It’s not your fault. None of this is your fault. You’re also a victim of whatever this is.” Her head shook. “Eight years, Johnny. Eight years they’re saying. That means I’ve spent eight years ---” her voice trailed off. Eight years trapped? Eight years shackled to a man who only wanted her because he couldn’t have her? “We need to fix this.”

STEVEN GRANT (MCU): "Can't really do much with one wing, can she, love? I mean you've already totally offered her chances of flying ever again. Maybe we cut her some slack?" Steven rambled with a slight smile as he rubbed her shoulder and glanced at Marc, nervous about what disapproving look he was going to get. But to his surprise, Marc looked almost... happy. Happy might have been a strong word, but he looked accepting at the very least. That was enough for Steven. Watching as Wanda seemed to be using a spell on doom, Steven squeezed Layla gently. "I think something's happening."

JOHNNY STORM (616): There was a lump in Johnny’s throat when he spoke up again, “We will. I promise.” His gaze drifted between his sister and Wanda, Reed, and Doom. They could deal with this later. In the real world. Flames disappearing from his hands, Johnny pulled his sister into a firm hug for a moment, keeping her attention away from the action as he continued to apologize profusely, wanting nothing more in that moment than to whisk them both away from it all and back home.

REED RICHARDS (616): Reed was still panting, feeling like he was in a never-ending race to catch his breath. He stared back at Victor, through the cold metal eyes of his mask. Maybe they were more alike than he wanted to admit. Which is why Reed said nothing- not wanting to give Doom the satisfaction of being right. The power Wanda was giving him wasn't something Reed had wanted, at least not specifically. That power wasn't the end goal, not like it had been for Victor, but that didn't mean that Reed would mess up this chance. He knew what he would do with it. When it entered his body, it was blinding. Overwhelming. Freeing. In a way that was impossible to describe. Once the sensations had died down he let go of Victor's hands, no longer afraid of what he could do. He stood up, spine straight, and quietly thanked Wanda before heading directly to Susan. Yes, yes- reality was important. Things needed to be done, things needed to be reset. But this had all been for her, for them, for the family. Reality could wait. They had time. "Susan." It was a statement, just to get her attention. Without hesitation, he gripped her face in his hands, strong but welcoming. "Just trust me, okay? Everything is going to be alright. But this might be overwhelming for a moment." And with that, Reed gave her back all her lost memories.

SUSAN STORM (616): Her arms were wrapped tightly around her brother, Susan briefly hiding from the war before she heard her name leaving Reed’s lips. Johnny was released as she took a step towards the man she had believed to be a stranger at the start of the night. There were callouses on his hands when he took her face between them; for as much as she wanted them jog something -- anything -- in her mind, there was nothing there. They were just hands. Despite everything, she still nodded. The words didn’t need to be said but were still true: I trust you. And then, it happened. It was a bit like being kicked in the head. There were memories that Susan had: the birth of Franklin, Valeria’s first steps. Her wedding. In all of them, Victor stood by her side. Now, that was changing. He was slowly being erased from the picture and Reed inserted instead. They had gone to space together and gotten married. They had children and fought for their family. Reed, Reed, Reed. Not Victor. Never Victor. Blinking, realization washed over her and Susan grabbed Reed by the face to pull him into an impassioned kiss. She wanted to stay wrapped up in him forever, but a wave of nausea rose up her throat. Eight years as Victor’s prisoner while he had access to her children, her life, her body. It was incredibly violating. “Reed,” she pulled back. “I love you. I love you so, so much and I am so glad you saved us. There’s just thing I have to do.” Without any further adieu, Susan marched over to Doom and pulled back before her fist connected with his face and the metal mask was sent careening off.

MILES MORALES (1610): In the heat of all of the fighting and the several Thors coming at him and Gwen, Miles had finally made his way over towards Lana across the hall in Doomstadt. He knew she still didn't remember him, but hopefully that would change in a few seconds now that the fighting seemed to be dying down. With Doom stripped from his power, the Thor Corps already seemed to be losing their will to enforce his laws. Grabbing onto her hand, Miles struggled to find the words as he glanced over to Wanda and shared a look with the witch before looking back to Lana. "I know this doesn't make sense. It.. doesn't even really make sense to me, still, sometimes, you know? But I think when Wanda shows you your memories you're gonna understand why I care about you so much when I technically don't even know you. God, I'm rambling now. Wanda?"

WANDA MAXIMOFF (MCU): Wanda was tempted to ask if he could just wait for Reed to right everything momentarily, but the kid looked desperate enough that Wanda nodded and flicked her fingers. She was getting increasingly good at this and it only took a moment before the memories were righted. With that done, she went to wait for the end.

LANA BAUMGARTNER (1610): Her first response was to try and pull her hands from the guy who had grabbed her. He was giving her this whole speech and Lana was just staring at him wondering who the hell he thought he was. Then, Wanda’s magic entered her temple. It took a second before Lana was frowning. “Miles?” With that, she pulled him into a hug.

VICTOR VON DOOM (616): Victor stood there, still as a rock as Reed walked past him and towards Susan. His entire creation was falling apart just as easily as it had started, and all he could think about was Reeds words to him just moments prior. They stung, more than Victor would have cared to admit, and he knew that it was because they were undoubtedly true. Latverion was no more. In just a few moments, Reed Richards would no doubt use the power of the Beyonder's to restore reality the way Victor should have done in the first place, if he had been a more honorable man. But that was the difference between the two of them, as much as Victor hated being confronted with it. He stood there for awhile, stunned into silence at the thought of losing everything he'd created when suddenly Susan was marching towards him. He opened his mouth to speak, maybe attempt to try and calm her down, but her fist collided with his cheek and even through the mask it hurt as it was sent clattering to the ground, leaving him more exposed than he'd felt in eight years.

JOHNNY STORM (616): Johnny felt a weight lift from his shoulders as Reed restored his sister’s memories. He could see it happen as her expression shifted, and the utter relief that things were finally working out, finally being fixed, was overwhelming. The punch, on the other hand, was unexpected, but he couldn’t help the snort in amusement that erupted as a response, “That’s a mean right hook, Suse!”

REED RICHARDS (616): In that moment, Reed knew it all been worth it. If it hadn't been for the astronomical amount of energy flowing through him, he probably would have collapsed after Sue's lips met with his own. He kissed her back, tears welling in the corners of his eyes. When she pulled back he wanted to chase after her, silent declarations catching in his throat when it all finally hit him- she was back. Everything was going to be okay. He said nothing as she walked away, and then couldn't help the smile that spread across his face as he watched Victor's mask fall away from his face. "I love you, too." He looked around him, to the remnants of the battle that had just been fought, to the people with their battered bodies and minds. It was time for all of this to end. So he took in a breath, closed his eyes, and readied himself. "Let's go home." An instant later, their current reality was gone. Reed reached out and pulled things back together that had been ripped apart, and tore apart things that were no longer needed. It lasted only a few moments, but felt like an eternity. After it was over, everything was right again.

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