Above the Earth – Athan's Personal Starship "Infinity Talon"
Crafted by Wakandan engineers, Asgardian metalworkers, and powered by Arc Reactor tech and Kryptonian cores, the Infinity Talon hovered in Earth's low orbit.
Inside its War Room—lit with celestial blue light—Athan sat at the head of the Grand Round Table. His allies gathered one by one through glowing portals, hologates, and teleporters.
The Council of the Multiverse was about to begin.
Seated Around Athan Were:
Luke Skywalker, Jedi Grandmaster, with Grogu at his side.
Doctor Strange, representing mystic realms and Earth's magic.
Tony Stark, for science and technology.
Wonder Woman, for divine legacy and war.
Batman, for strategy and the Justice League.
Sam, representing Project 863 and Syntec's secrets.
Nick Fury, for S.H.I.E.L.D. and Earth's intelligence defense.
Queen Elizabeth, with royal and magical authority.
Superman, heir to Krypton, silently acknowledging Athan as kin.
Optimus Prime, seated via massive AI projection—leader of the Autobots.
Shuri, Wakandan genius and representative of global advancement.
Ahsoka Tano, as Jedi-turned-neutral warrior.
Raven, for the Teen Titans and other magical hybrids.
Jason Cody, to speak for the Animal Kingdom's dark connections.
Hermione, Luna, and Bellatrix—each representing old magic, new mind, and chaos.
Even Deadpool somehow snuck in and was chewing popcorn silently in the corner.
Athan Stood
"This council exists because the multiverse is cracking.Voldemort is not the greatest threat anymore—he is just the fuse.The real danger is what lies beyond the Veil.Behind the Horcruxes.Within the Shadow of Syntec's past."
He waved his hand, revealing a map of fractured timelines and corrupted worlds.
"The Phantom Program from Project 863.The return of the Covenant.The awakening of ancient Sith Lords.And something worse—'The Collector.' A being harvesting legacies."
Ahsoka tensed. "You mean… the one who stole the Star Forge?"
Doctor Strange leaned forward. "He's already infected parts of the multiverse. Realities where Superman never arrived. Where Hogwarts fell. Where Jurassic Park became… a prison."
The Vote
Athan raised the Council Scepter—a gift forged from Vibranium, Uru, and ancient basilisk fang.
"We vote now. To join together. Or stay divided and fall."
One by one, hands (and mechanical limbs) rose.
Unanimous.
Later – Personal Quarters
Hermione approached Athan quietly as he stared at Earth through the observation window.
"You brought them all together. Jedi, gods, heroes, monsters. And they followed you."
"Because they don't know everything yet," Athan replied. "Because I don't know everything yet."
He opened a hidden drawer, revealing a glowing vial—his true DNA record.
It read:
Athan Allen WoodGenetically linked to:
Zeus
Hades
Poseidon
Kryptonian Royal House
Merlin
King Arthur
Syntec Founder
Dumbledore… and Gellert Grindelwald
Hermione's eyes widened. "You're… the heir of both Dumbledore and Grindelwald?"
Athan nodded.
"The balance of light and dark. The key to everything.And the reason Voldemort isn't the final boss.The Collector… is coming."
Elsewhere – The Collector's Domain
A vast chamber in the void of space. Artifacts floated: Mjolnir, Infinity Stones, a broken Elder Wand, a Spartan helmet… and a frozen alternate Harry Potter in stasis.
"Soon, Athan Wood," a voice whispered in a thousand dead languages."I will own every version of you. Past. Present. And possible."