Last chapter on The Foundation:
"I will train you to do magic. Magic will be your number one asset. It is for defense and for offense."
"Those are sling rings. Mastery of the sling ring is essential to the mystic arts. They allow us to travel throughout the multiverse."
"Where are we?"
"The Mirror Dimension where I'm in control. "
"It is ever present but undetected. Whatever happens in the Mirror Dimension does not affect the real world. It is where we train, surveil, and sometimes contain threats. Those things in your hands are one of the only ways to exit here."
"Do you know any cool spells?"
"Of course, I've trained in the Mystic Arts for over a hundred years."
"What's your favorite?"
"My most frequent is probably the Crimson Bands of Cyttorak."
"The bands are indestructible, being the representation of the will of Cyttorak, the owner of the spell."
"There are many others of course. Like the Winds of Watoomb."
"That stick looks so old. What are you gonna do? Beat us with that?"
"This is a relic. There are some magic that is too powerful for sorcerers to sustain so we imbue them to objects. They take the strain that we can't. To answer your question Mr. Miller, this is the Staff of the Living Tribunal."
"Relics are not chosen by you, you are chosen by it. My daughter's boyfriend, Stephen Strange, was chosen by the Cloak of Levitation as its master. The Wand of Watoomb is being wielded by Wong, Sorcerer Supreme."
"This relic is of my collection. Some of them are from the destroyed vault in Asgard. Hover over them. Let them call out to you and show it to me on dinner."
"So, what are your relics?"
"Ah. The Bow and Arrow of Apollo. That one is powerful and actually the one most memorable for me."
"Well, this is mine. I don't know how to use it though maybe you-"
"Are you sure? That thing is very picky on its users."
That's the Staff of One. It utilizes a unique but dangerous form of magic, Blood Magic. It is great for the direst of battles, a last resort. I utilizes blood to amplify magic and spells. I can teach you about it tomorrow."
"This is mine."
"Ahh. The Daggers of Daveroth. I enchanted them that once all of them are used, they'll all comeback to the user. Its unstoppable when it comes back."
"This is mine. There was two and it seemed beautiful so me and 187 took it."
"Those are the Dragonfang. It is used by Asgard's all-female warriors, the Valkyrie. It's quite a picky one too. It only picks maidens with lots of potential to become a Valkyrie."
"That one is my mother's."
"And the one with Claire's is mine. A gift from mom way back on my 18th."
"And what are these you made us wear? Its comfy though."
"Those are Black Widow Prototype suits. I replicated them with 914. Same fibers as Claire's dresses meaning its comfy and tough. It's basically cotton with armor. The arm guards has a 3rd generation Widow Bites that can discharge over 10, 000 volts of current."
YOU ARE READING
The Foundation
Science FictionSequel of Enhanced (An Avenger's FanFiction). After her supposed "death", Andromeda Johnson awakens to a new world not far from the one she was used to. She is in a whole new dangerous world. A world in the brink of collapse. An enemy endangers this...