The legend of Vox machina a doctor who and MCU originally story

Episode 7- Welcome to Unit

In a realm where magic and technology intertwined, a rift in dimensions allowed two worlds to collide. The heroic band known as Vox Machina — Vex'ahlia "Vex" Vessar, her brother Vax'ildan, the inventive Percy de Rolo, the merry bard Scanlan Shorthalt, the righteous Grog Strongjaw, the insightful druid Keyleth, and the spirited cleric Pike Trickfoot — found themselves in a bizarre scenario unlike any they had faced before.

One fateful evening, while gathered in their favored tavern in Whitestone, the air shimmered and crackled with energy. From the depths of the unknown, a figure emerged dressed in a stylish military coat emblazoned with the UNIT insignia—Kate Lethbridge-Stewart, leader of the extraterrestrial taskforce.

"Vox Machina," Kate greeted, her eyes glinting with urgency. "We need your unique talents. We've uncovered a disturbance linked to an ancient Egyptian artifact housed in the London Museum. It has the potential to unleash horrors upon our world."

The group exchanged glances, their eyes speaking volumes of curiosity and adventure. Vex stepped forward with a confident smile. "When do we leave?"

They arrived in London, where the bustling streets were alive with the sights and sounds of modern magic, though something felt amiss. Beneath the neon lights and city bustle lurked shadows of ancient power.

At the museum, Kate led them through the elegantly curated halls filled with artifacts and mysteries. But as they approached the exhibit housing the artifact, a massive sarcophagus, the atmosphere shifted. A cold draft swept through, and the lights flickered ominously.

"Everyone, keep your wits about you," Kate cautioned. Just as she spoke, the air grew thicker, and a figure cloaked in darkness appeared before them—Moon Knight, also known as Marc Spector.

"Looks like you guys could use some help," Marc grinned, his white hood glinting in the dim light. "What are you after?"

Kate quickly explained the menace that the artifact could pose as Vex studied the sarcophagus. Her magic tinged the air with curiosity as the others stood ready, sensing that action might be imminent.

When the sarcophagus creaked open, the very ground trembled—a figure wrapped in linen emerged, radiating an unsettling energy. It was an ancient Egyptian sorcerer, awakened from centuries of slumber.

"Foolish mortals!" the sorcerer bellowed. "You have disturbed my rest. I seek to claim this world!"

With a quick exchange of glances and nods, Vox Machina sprang into action. Vax leaped forward, his blades gleaming under the museum's lights, while Grog charged into battle with a great shout, swinging his axe with vigor.

"Moon Knight, can you keep him distracted?" Scanlan shouted, weaving enchanting melodies that resonated with the surrounding atmosphere.

"Just watch me," Marc replied, summoning the might of Khonshu to manifest celestial energy around him. He launched himself at the sorcerer, drawing its attention and drawing it away from the others.

Keyleth, channeling the earth's energies, summoned roots that entwined the sorcerer's legs, while Percy aimed his rifle with pinpoint precision. "Let's see how you fare against some modern weaponry!" He fired a shot that ricocheted off the sorcerer's protective spell, creating sparks that illuminated the chamber.

As the battle raged on, Vex unleashed a barrage of arrows infused with her own magical prowess, expertly targeting the weaknesses the group had discovered in the sorcerer's defense. "Keep up the pressure!" she called out, her voice sharp and commanding.

Together, they fought in a symphony of chaos and strategy, uniting the ancient arcane arts of the Vox Machina guild with the brute strength of Marc Spector's Moon Knight persona. Finally, Grog delivered a brutal blow that sent the sorcerer crashing into the wall, shattering the sacred artifact around it.

With a blinding flash, the sorcerer screamed and exploded into a cloud of dust, banished to the void from whence it came.

The museum echoed with silence after the tumult subsided, save for the sound of labored breaths and the ticking of an ancient clock on the wall. The group stood together, triumphant yet weary, as Kate approached them.

"Impressive work, everyone," she remarked, a proud smile on her face. "I couldn't have asked for a better team. Maybe we could do this again sometime?"

Vax smirked. "Only if it doesn't involve mummies. I have a history with those."

Marc chuckled, "Well, there's a lot more to Egypt than mummies. Who's up for a bit of exploration?"

The camaraderie formed between the groups transformed the strange encounter into new friendships, as together they looked out over a world filled with mysteries, still eagerly waiting to be uncovered.

As the sun set on the skyline of London, Vox Machina realized they had unearthed more than just the secrets of the past. They had forged alliances, broadened their horizons, and intertwined their fates in a tale that would be recounted for ages to come. And in that moment, they understood that every adventure only birthed a new beginning.