Two worlds collided marvel and dc. To pick up the pieces the new avengers and juatice league rush to do damage control.
Chapter 1: Crashcourse to Chaos
"Beep beep. Rocket, do you copy?" Kate Bishop's voice crackled through the comm.
"Loud and clear, meatball," Rocket grumbled. "Team Alpha Pets moving in for aerial support."
"Num num," Jeff said proudly, sitting on a chair like he owned the ship.
Lockjaw tilted his head, a popcorn bucket balanced between his paws.
At the console, Ironheart tapped furiously. "Okay, hurry up, furball. We've got civilians who need extraction now!"
"Don't rush me, Stark wannabe," Rocket shot back. He glanced over at Jeff. "And Jeff, you're supposed to be—don't do it. Don't you dare—"
Jeff grinned, paws hovering over a cluster of buttons.
"JEFF!!!" Rocket roared.
"Yayayaya!" Jeff giggled, slamming both paws down.
The ship lurched violently, nose diving toward the ground. Rocket pinballed across the cockpit, screaming, "YOU'RE A CRAZY AQUA DEMON!!"
Jeff munched happily on Rocket's candy while Lockjaw calmly ate popcorn, unfazed by the chaos.
Below, Spider-Man looked up at the descending ship. "...Really?"
Captain Marvel shot upward, catching the vessel mid-plummet. Rocket clung to the wall, dazed.
"Never in my life have I been happier to see a blonde stinker," Rocket muttered.
Carol smirked and loosened her grip. The ship dipped again.
"AHHH—I MEANT A BLONDE BEAUTY!" Rocket shrieked.
"That's better, furball," Carol said, steadying the ship.
On the ground, Iron Fist opened one eye mid-meditation, then scanned the skyline. "...Where are we?"
Kate checked the cracked street sign, her voice heavy. "Gotham."
Meanwhile, in Metropolis' grand meeting hall…
Supergirl stood before hundreds of anxious citizens. Behind her, the new Justice League fidgeted in their own ways:
Super-Turtle craned his neck left, then slowly right.
Arrowette twirled her hair around her finger.
Miss Martian blushed under the crowd's stares.
Blue Beetle scrolled on his phone.
Aquarium Dog barked bubbles into the air.
Starfire mumbled in Tamaranean to herself.
Krypto gnawed lightly at the end of Kara's cape.
Kara drew a deep breath. "I am Kara—Supergirl. The chaos that has unfolded here is… beyond comprehension. But we know this: two worlds collided."
Gasps rippled through the audience.
"The only way to face this is together. To stay calm. To keep order. As leader of the Justice League, I am declaring a citywide curfew at 8 PM. All heroes—patrols begin immediately. We are not on one Earth. We are on two. And I will not let anything happen to either."
Krypto barked once, sharp and loyal.
The hall erupted in cheers. Kara's smile wavered as she glanced at the empty chair where Superman should've been. Under her breath, she whispered:
"What would you do… Kal?"
Sirens wailed across the city, two worlds still stitching themselves into one. On the Marvel side, explosions echoed through Gotham's new twin — Hell's Kitchen, somehow fused right next to it.
"Alpha pets, move out!" Rocket barked, hopping down from the ship wreckage with his blaster ready.
"Num num," Jeff replied proudly, holding a hot dog in one paw and waving it like a sword.
Lockjaw yawned, teleporting them in a blink — right into the middle of a bank robbery.
"—Wait, what?!" the robber stammered, staring at a land shark eating his gun.
Jeff belched. Rocket screamed. "SPIT IT OUT, YOU AQUA GREMLIN!"
Lockjaw tilted his head, poofed behind the criminals, and reappeared with a stolen safe balanced on his back. He wagged his tail.
"Why… WHY are you better at this than me?" Rocket muttered, before immediately ducking as Jeff pressed another button on his stolen console remote, blowing out the windows.
"JEFF!!!"
Spider-Man swung overhead. "You guys aren't really… uh… subtle, are you?"
"SHUT UP, WEB-HEAD!" Rocket shouted, as Jeff chomped down on his candy stash again.
Meanwhile, across Metropolis, Kara's team was handling their own brand of chaos.
"Blue Beetle, left flank!" Kara called out as debris rained from a collapsing building.
"I would," Jaime grunted, "if your mutt wasn't body-checking me every two seconds!"
KTHUNK. Krypto rammed into him again, tail wagging proudly.
"STOP—doing that—dog!!" Blue Beetle wheezed as he stumbled.
Miss Martian phased through a wall, dragging survivors to safety. Starfire blasted away drones, shouting alien war cries. Arrowette fired rapid shots into the skies.
Aquarium Dog barked… except his bark came out as bubbly giggles that floated into the air.
"Is your dog—laughing at me?!" Blue Beetle groaned as Krypto smacked him again.
BUBBLEBUBBLEBUBBLE.
Even Super-Turtle joined in, crawling at the speed of syrup toward the fight. "Suuuper… heeelp," he whispered. Everyone ignored him.
Kara grit her teeth, heat vision slicing through enemy mechs. "Focus, team. We hold the line. No matter what."
She turned, only to see Krypto and Aquarium Dog high-fiving mid-battle while Blue Beetle got dog-piled.
Kara sighed. "Kal, you owe me for this…"
The night air in Gotham was thick with smoke and sirens. The city hadn't changed even after the world collision—it was still a breeding ground for chaos.
Rocket, Jeff, and Lockjaw landed first, hitting the streets like a wrecking crew. "Alright, Gotham," Rocket muttered, loading up his blaster. "Let's show you what real heroes look like—"
"Quack quack."
They turned the corner to see Oswald Cobblepot, The Penguin, waving around a sawed-off shotgun with a mob of goons. "This city belongs to me, you freaks from the other side!" Penguin barked.
Rocket squinted, then burst out laughing. "Really? A shotgun? What is this, 1930? What are you gonna do, scare us with bang-bang noises?"
Penguin snarled. "It's all I need to put down a talking rodent!"
Rocket's ears twitched. "Rodent? Buddy, I'll—"
Before he could finish, Jeff the Land Shark waddled forward, sniffed Penguin's polished shoes… and chomped one clean off.
Penguin screamed, hopping on one leg. "MY $600 SHOES!"
Rocket doubled over laughing. "Oh this is gold—Lockjaw, get the camera!"
Penguin fired his shotgun wildly. Lockjaw blinked behind Penguin with a teleport, grabbed the shotgun in his mouth, and teleported again, leaving Penguin spinning around in confusion.
The goons opened fire, but Rocket was already bouncing off car roofs, blasting away with twin cannons. "Dance for me, Gotham rejects!"
Meanwhile across the skyline, Firefly roared down from above, flames pouring from his jetpack. "This city will BURN!"
Spider-Man swung in with perfect timing, webbing the fire trail. "Buddy, your whole thing is fire? No originality points."
Iron Fist sprinted up the side of a building, chi glowing around his fist. "Spidey, push him low!"
"On it!"
Spidey swung low, snagging Firefly's arm and yanking him downwards. Firefly blasted flames wildly, nearly torching the rooftop. Danny leapt, fist glowing like a sun, and punched Firefly straight in the jetpack. The villain spiraled out of control, sparks flying everywhere.
"You punched a guy with a flamethrower backpack!" Spider-Man yelled.
"Better than letting him torch the block," Danny shot back, rolling to safety.
On the rooftops, Kate Bishop was locked in with the Dark Archer. Arrow against arrow, their shots clashed mid-air, sparking as they ricocheted.
"Cute trick," Dark Archer smirked. "But you're no Green Arrow."
Kate smirked right back. "Good thing. I'm better."
He loosed three arrows at once. Kate ducked, firing a grapple arrow to swing across the roofline, then shot two rapid-fire bolts—one snagging his bow, the other hitting his quiver. His weapons clattered to the rooftop.
Dark Archer lunged with a knife, but Kate sidestepped and cracked him across the jaw with her bow. He collapsed, groaning.
"Sorry, Gotham's got enough edgy guys in hoods," Kate muttered.
Back on the streets, Penguin was tangled in webs, tied up like a turkey. Rocket strutted over, blasting music from some random Gotham boom box. "Who's laughing now, huh?!"
He started doing a little victory dance on Penguin's back, shouting, "Rocket Raccoon runs this town now!"
Penguin wailed. "GET OFF ME!"
At the same time, Jeff was chewing happily on Firefly's ruined jetpack, sparks flying out of his mouth as he burped smoke. "Num num," Jeff said proudly.
Spider-Man landed next to Rocket, sighing. "Yeah, Gotham's not ready for us."
Kate climbed down, dusting herself off. "Correction—nobody's ready for us."
Lockjaw barked once, teleporting them all back to the ship with their new prisoners.
"Of all things… why did they put me with—" Blue Beetle groaned, just as Krypto launched into him like an NFL linebacker, smashing him into a brick wall with bone-rattling force.
WHAM!
Beetle slid down the rubble, dazed, as Aquarium Dog floated overhead, blowing bubbles in rhythm and laughing through them like a commentator.
"Bub-bub-bub… (bro got folded)."
"I got you…" came a sluggish voice.
Super Turtle was trudging his way toward the fight, each step echoing like it took the effort of a mountain. He was still twenty feet away when Krypto decided he wasn't done.
The white dog grabbed a tuft of Blue Beetle's hair, rocketed skyward, and began spinning him like a carnival ride.
"STOPPPPPPPP!" Jaime screamed as he flailed.
Then—WHAM! Krypto released him straight into the dirt, landing squarely on Jaime's stomach before barking directly in his face.
"RUFF! RUFF! RUFF!"
Blue Beetle wheezed, armor sparking.
"…I hate dogs."
A sharp whistle cut through the chaos. The group turned.
Out of the shadows, Kraven the Hunter emerged, armed with spears and smugness.
"Three rare beasts… to add to my collection."
Before he could finish, a golden stream arced through the air—splashing across Kraven's face.
Aquarium Dog hovered above him, tail wagging, giggling in bubbles.
"Bub-bub-bub (you stink now)."
Kraven roared with fury and lunged at the nearest target—Blue Beetle. But at that exact moment, Super Turtle finally reached the battlefield. With glacial determination, he cocked back a fist… and swung.
The punch connected—not with Kraven's weapon, but square on Kraven's chest—sending the mighty hunter flying through several buildings like a human cannonball.
Aquarium Dog blew bubbles furiously, each popping like applause. Krypto turned, barked once more in Blue Beetle's face just to assert dominance, while Aquarium Dog spun around in a wild victory dance.
Blue Beetle just groaned into the dirt, mumbling:
"…worst. team. ever."
A warehouse. Dim, empty, the smell of rust and damp concrete thick in the air. A single metal table sat beneath a hanging bulb, its weak light flickering across twelve figures gathered around it.
Ultron's glowing eyes scanned the room, his voice sharp as broken glass.
"This… alliance does not meet my standards, meatbags."
Cheetah leaned back in her chair, smirking with feral teeth.
"Standards? Please. You're a walking scrap pile held together by screws. Don't lecture us."
Dex-Starr hissed, tail flicking violently.
Rhino slammed a hand against the table, his voice a low growl.
"Shut it, cat."
In a blur of claws and rage, Dex launched at Rhino's thick hide, scratching furiously though his blows barely left marks. Spitting, he dropped back to the table, eyes burning like fire.
Lex Luthor raised a calm hand.
"Enough. We both want the same thing."
Ultron tilted his head.
"And what is it you think I want?"
"The destruction of the human race," Ultron said flatly.
Lex's lips curled into a smile.
"Not destroyed. Evolved. Reforged. Humanity doesn't die under me… it becomes something greater."
Carnage let out a wet, jagged laugh, his tendrils writhing against the walls.
"I don't care about evolving. I just wanna kill. Everyone. Everything. Until there's nothing left but the sound of screaming."
Enchantress tapped her long nails against the table, watching with an unreadable smile. Black Manta's helmet whirred softly as he leaned back, arms folded, saying nothing.
Metallo sat stiff and silent, green light faintly glowing from his chest.
Cheetah scoffed, but before she could speak again, Dex-Starr suddenly leapt into her arms, purring violently before planting a wet, exaggerated lick across her cheek. Then, with eyes blazing red, he hissed out in his broken growl:
"Krypto… is mine. Meow."
Cheetah groaned and shoved him off, but Dex-Starr landed gracefully, tail flicking like a blade.
Lex steered the conversation back, his voice smooth, commanding.
"The Avengers and Justice League are shadows of themselves. Look at their rosters: pets, children, replacements. Do they deserve the same fear as their predecessors?"
He leaned forward, eyes narrowing.
"But the others… Superman. Batman. Thor. Iron Man. The real champions… they remain. And if we want our vision realized, we must deal with them—one way or another."
The villains muttered among themselves. Ultron raised a hand, cutting through the noise.
"We don't have to fight them. Not yet. Let their little teams run wild. Let them exhaust themselves chasing every stray villain left behind in the chaos. While they waste their strength… we begin Phase One."
The room fell silent. Even Carnage's tendrils stilled, even Cheetah's mocking grin faded.
One by one, the villains nodded.
The League of Villains had formed.
The Quinjet-like ship rattled through Gotham's night sky.
"Multiple villains inbound," Rocket snarled, hands on the controls.
By him sat Jeff, happily munching on a bag of stolen candy, Lockjaw lazily crunching popcorn, Iron Fist gripping the gun turret, and Ironheart suiting up.
Then — a metallic gleam split through the clouds.
WHOOM!
Metallo rose like a steel god, eyes glowing, thrusters blazing.
"What the flark!?" Rocket barked, pulling hard on the controls. "You gotta be kidding me!"
He unloaded a barrage of bullets — TING TING TING! They bounced harmlessly off Metallo's armored chest.
The machine-man shot forward, fists glowing with Kryptonite energy.
Ironheart slammed her faceplate shut. "Alright, roll time, baby!"
She rocketed out of the ship, blasting a unibeam into Metallo's chest. It sparked, but Metallo barely flinched. He caught her mid-air and hurled her into a tower. Concrete shattered as she groaned, trying to regain altitude.
Rocket spun the ship wildly. "Oh flark no no no! Jeff — DO SOMETHING!"
Jeff turned his head slowly… chewing a lollipop. "Nom."
"Useless little—" Rocket cursed, slamming buttons.
Metallo zoomed in, claws ripping at the ship's hull.
Iron Fist vaulted to the mounted turret, hands glowing, and began firing a storm of plasma shots. Metallo swerved with unnatural precision.
"Oh we're cooked," Rocket yelled. "We're flarkin' cooked!"
Lockjaw just sat at the back, tossing popcorn into his mouth, unbothered.
On the rooftop, Ironheart staggered up. "You little shi—"
CRASH! Rhino smashed through the tower wall beneath her. She tumbled down, barely avoiding his massive horns before blasting upward again. "Oh, you've GOTTA be kidding me. F—!"
The city shook with chaos.
Meanwhile, a few blocks away…
Krypto prowled the cracked pavement alongside Starfire, Super Turtle (dragging slowly behind), and Aquarium Dog bobbing in his bubble sphere.
Then — a low growl. A hiss.
"Meow."
Krypto's ears shot up.
"KRYPTOOO!" Dex-Starr shrieked, his red lantern rage blazing.
Krypto barked, snarling. Without hesitation, the two beasts launched at each other like rockets, smashing in the sky, white fur versus blood-red flame.
Aquarium Dog blew a stream of bubbles, chuckling:
bub-bub-bub (gotta see this).
The clash lit the sky in crimson and silver.
But their standoff was cut by a ripple of magic.
WHOOSH!
Enchantress landed, green aura flaring, her eyes locked on Starfire and the slowly advancing Super Turtle.
Starfire's fists blazed orange. Enchantress raised her staff.
Super Turtle finally clenched a fist. "...don't worry… I got this…" he muttered, crawling forward.
Starfire and Enchantress blasted beams at each other, colliding in a blinding explosion.
Chaos had begun.