54 A clitche but fantastic mistake.

(Alternate Universe)

"Ben, I have discovered a dimension that carries pure energy—an unlimited, raw source of power. If we can harness it, the entire problem of energy consumption will be solved forever. Maybe we'll even discover something else… something beyond our understanding!"

Dr. Reed Richards, aka Mr. Fantastic, aka the Explorer, spoke with giddy excitement, his stretchable limbs working at inhuman speed across multiple high-tech panels, adjusting complex algorithms and quantum stabilizers.

Standing nearby, Ben Grimm, better known as The Thing, crossed his massive rocky arms, watching Reed tinker with deep skepticism.

"Reed, I dunno why ya keep doin' this egghead crap."

His stone-like brow furrowed as he jabbed a giant, rocky finger toward the monitors.

"Stark already built an infinite power source, Wakanda's got Vibranium doohickeys, and last I checked, we ain't even finished explorin' our own damn ocean. Hell, we got whole planets to check out, and yet, here you are, pokin' holes into random dimensions like some kid with a magnifying glass and a bunch of ants!"

Reed didn't even glance at him.

"Ben, science is about progress, not stagnation."

"Science is also about not gettin' us all killed, but that never stopped ya before."

Ben gestured wildly around the lab.

"Every time ya 'discover' something, it either tries to kill us, eat us, or invade New York! The Baxter Building's got more holes in it than Swiss cheese because of your dumb experiments!"

Reed, still laser-focused, ignored the insult as he continued adjusting the portal's stabilizer.

"I triple-checked the calculations. This will work."

Ben threw up his hands.

"Oh yeah? Lemme guess—last time you checked, you also thought we wouldn't turn into walking science experiments in space, right?!"

Before Reed could respond, a feminine voice cut through the argument.

"That's exactly why I called in backup."

The doors slammed open, revealing Susan Storm, looking more than a little annoyed as she walked in, closely followed by the Avengers.

Captain America, Iron Man, Thor, and Hulk stepped into the lab, their presence commanding attention.

Tony Stark lifted his helmet's visor and glanced at the swirling portal reactor behind Reed.

"Alright, stretch, what kinda interdimensional horror are we fighting today?"

Reed frowned at her.

"Sue, was this really necessary?"

Sue crossed her arms, her blue eyes sharp.

"Yes, because I know you. You always think you have got it under control… until you don't."

Ben smirked.

"She has got a point, pal."

Reed sighed, rubbing his temples.

"You're all overreacting. The portal is completely stable—"

BZZZZZZT—BOOOOM!

Before he could finish, the entire lab shook violently.

The portal suddenly flared, pulsating wildly as alarms blared.

Something was wrong.

"Uh… what the hell is happenin'?!" Ben shouted over the noise.

Reed's eyes widened as the monitors flashed red, displaying unreadable quantum data.

"This… this isn't possible. The energy readings are off the charts!"

Tony stared at the unstable rift.

"Yeah, I would say that's a problem, genius!"

Thor raised Mjolnir, lightning crackling around him.

"This portal reeks of foreign energy!"

Bruce's eyes flickered green, his muscles bulging as the Hulk started to emerge.

"I have got a bad feeling about this…"

Suddenly—

BOOOOOOOOOM!

The portal exploded, engulfing everyone in a blinding blast of energy.

For a moment, there was nothing but silence.

Then—

They were gone.

(Ender's Universe)

Tony groaned as he pushed himself up, his armor auto-repairing itself after the unexpected dimensional trip.

"Jarvis, scan our surroundings. Check if we are in Hell, the Nine Realms, or some other cosmic nightmare."

[Scanning…]

As Jarvis worked, Tony glanced around, assessing the state of his fellow heroes—and genius scientists.

Reed Richards was currently flattened against the ground like a human pancake, his elastic body still wobbling from impact.

The Thing was embedded into a crater, his rocky form sticking halfway out like a bad construction job.

Thor was already airborne, his eyes scanning the new world as he twirled Mjolnir.

Hulk was on high alert, sniffing the air, his green muscles tensed for a fight.

Susan Storm was dizzily getting back on her feet, her forcefield flickering.

Johnny somehow still had a pizza in his hand.

And then—

"Wait a damn minute…"

Tony did a double take.

Because standing right there, looking just as confused, was Johnny Storm—aka the Human Torch.

"Matchstick? What the hell are you doing here?"

Johnny, who had just finished patting out the small flames on his suit, looked equally baffled.

"I was just chilling on my floor, eating some leftover pizza, and then BOOM! Next thing I know, I'm flying through a vortex of doom."

Tony pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Great. Fantastic. Love that for us."

Right at that moment—

[Sir, I have detected multiple familiar signals.]

Tony's head snapped up.

"Define 'familiar.'"

[Hawkeye, Black Widow, and Captain America are approximately 200 meters northeast. Additionally, for unknown reasons, I have detected Spider-Man… and a large vehicle labeled 'Big Wheel.']

There was silence.

Thor landed beside them, his brows furrowed.

"Those three, I understand, but Spider-Man?"

Ben Grimm, who had just pried himself from the ground, looked up with pure horror. "Oh, you gotta be kidding me."

Tony sighed.

"Yeah? Well, congrats, because now we're all screwed together."

Reed, still reforming himself, finally spoke up.

"Interesting… The dimensional pull wasn't random. That means whatever brought us here must have a specific reason."

Tony crossed his arms.

"Great. So we either got invited or kidnapped. Either way, I hate it already."

Tony exhaled, rubbing his temples before adding, "And now I really want shawarma."

Before anyone could respond, a group of figures emerged from the nearby terrain.

Captain America, Black Widow, and Hawkeye.

They all looked equally pissed off.

"We were just taking the elevator," Natasha deadpanned, her sharp eyes narrowing at Reed, "And the next thing we know—BOOM. New dimension. Probably another apocalypse. Which means…"

Her voice dropped into a threatening tone.

"I am personally reporting this to Fury when we get back."

Reed, ever the overly enthusiastic scientist, simply adjusted his glasses as if he were already considering the logistics of their predicament.

Meanwhile, Steve surveyed their surroundings before glancing at Tony.

"Do we have any idea where we are?"

Tony threw up his hands.

"Oh, sure, Cap, let me just pull out my interdimensional GPS, oh, wait, I left it in my other suit."

Steve gave him a look.

Tony sighed.

"Look, I'm an engineer, not a wizard. The closest thing we have to a magical expert, according to Thor, is he himself, and we all know how much of a genius he is when it comes to that,"

Reed perked up.

"Actually, magic is just science we haven't explained yet—"

Thor, very visibly ignoring him, coughed awkwardly. "I believe we have been ensnared by some foul entity."

Hawkeye, who had been quietly processing everything, finally spoke up.

"Yeah, that's great. You know what? I'm filing my retirement papers the second we get back. Fury better approves them this time."

Johnny let out a laugh, but then his face dropped in realization.

"Wait… what if we never get back?"

There was a brief, tense silence.

Finally, Natasha sighed, crossing her arms.

"Ugh, I just hope Strange is already working on pulling us back."

Tony exhaled.

"Yeah, well, knowing Strange, he is either prepping a rescue mission or sipping tea while watching us suffer."

~~~~~

Yo.

Here is the deal if somehow we reach 200 Power Stones today I am gonna upload THREE more chapters today.

I get bored quickly so I decided to write another fic similar to this one but in modern world I wanna ask.

Do you want a male Tony Stark

OR

Natasha Stark.

It will be wish fulfilment (without smut cause I am not much interested in writing it)