《Multiverse of Marvel》531. Arrival
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The talisman/wooden plate broke and it emitted weird yellow colored sparks. Erik and Charles thought Andrew was joking when he spoke about magic, but the yellow made them feel conflicted as it showed that the plate wasn't normal.
Chavez on the other hand believed Andrew as there was magic in her world so she wasn't alien to the concept. But for the other two it was a whole new thing. All they knew of magic was tricks of hands. Gambit used to do those tricks of hands but that was his power. He just used cards to hide his power.
"So what now?" Charles asked as he was still not coninced.
"I don't know. he told me to break in case of emergency. Well now we are on fire. I guess we will wait for the firemen." Andrew said as he sat on the sofa. His aunt was still in the kitchen so all of these things were hidden from her.
As Andrew felt lost for a second and thought all of the talisman thing of John was fake a yellow portal the size of a door opened on the room. Erik and Charles were dumbfounded while Chavez's eyes sparkled. Andrew really knew of people from other universes. She could already feel that the portal was like hers. But there was more power behind it than hers.
This statement alone meant that the other party was more powerful than her.
And from that portal came out a young man. Younger than Andrew. After coming out he looked around and placed his eyes on Andrew and then gave a huge smile. He proceeded to huge Andrew tightly without saying another word.
"Hey man. Where have you been? You said you will contact us." the boy said.
"Well I got busy and this talisman John gave is very precious and only for emergency purpose. Talking of John, where is he?" Andrew asked, but before he could finish another man walked out of portal.
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"Well I am here since you called me. Thought Peter would like to meet you so brought him along." the man said.
As expected, it was John Jameson and Peter Parker (Tom Holland). John brought Peter because he felt Peter would love to meet Andrew after a long time. And he too wanted to have some vacation out.
But as John stepped out, he stopped on his tracks because he saw three people that shouldn't be here.
"Erik, Charles? Peter does this universe have a mutant school?" John asked.
"Uhh no.. Umm these two came from another universe asking for help and for this reason I called you." Andrew said. John was stunned. he couldn't make head and tail of what was going on and then he saw America Chavez on the side. This made him crease his eyebrows more.
"What is going on?" John asked. But before Charles could answer Aunt May dropped the snacks she brought in her tray. All turned their heads to see Aunt. Andrew seeing his aunt almost freaked out. He had forgotten that Aunt May was in the house.
Charles immediately stopped her from making any noise and froze her on her location.
"It seems like you haven't spoken of your other identity to your Aunt. I have made her forget whatever she saw now. Let me send her away to your room." Charles said.
"Will she be ok?" Andrew asked as he was concerned for his aunt.
"She be perfectly fine. She just won't remember us." Charles said as Aunt May started climbing upstairs. John was watching all of this and didn't stop it. Andrew allowed this to happen because John was here now and he knew how powerful he was.
So if anything went wrong now John was there to save the day.
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After resolving the matter of Aunt May, all finally sat at the sofa. John looked at the trio with a confusing expression as he didn't understand why they were here in their universe.
"You called us by our names when you saw us. Have you met other versions of us?" Erik asked. Now he felt curious about John. From the enthusiasm and almost a look of worship in Andrew's eyes he could see that John was something extraordinary.
He could say that because those were the same eyes his subordinates looks at him. The eyes of worship.
"Met other versions? Yes I did. But I am not sure from which Earth are you? And why are you here?" John asked.
"We have no idea of how to designate our world. We are here because Miss Chavez here came to us. Her world was destroyed by an invasion and we feared that the invasion would roll over in all of the multiverse.
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