The return of the Voyager was a historic event that echoed through the halls of Starfleet and beyond. After seven years of explorations, battles, and sacrifices in the Delta Quadrant, the crew finally set foot on familiar soil, greeted with a reception that would have made the greatest celebrations of the Federation envious. The ship itself, marked by the scars of countless skirmishes and desperate moments, arrived in Earth's orbit as a symbol of resilience. At the heart of it all was Captain Kathryn Janeway, whose indomitable command had led her crew through a journey that would have broken many others. Greeted as a hero, Janeway received accolades for Voyager's return from her entire crew and from the Federation. As the crowning achievement of her career, Janeway was promoted to the rank of Admiral, an honor she accepted with pride, though with a heart weighed down by the knowledge that her life as captain had come to an end.
Chakotay, the former First Officer and former Maquis rebel, found a new vocation as a teacher at the Federation Academy, where he brought with him a unique perspective, the result of his dual experience as a rebel and an officer. Neelix, who had separated from the crew just before their return, decided to remain in the Delta Quadrant, where he continued to work with local populations as an Ambassador.
For Tuvok, the journey back represented an inner challenge. He accepted a prestigious position in the Vulcan High Council. Seven of Nine was welcomed by an aunt. Harry Kim reunited with his parents and learned that his life partner had remarried. Tom Paris introduced B'Elanna, who was expecting, to his father, who was moved, losing his usual emotional rigidity.
(NOT JUST A LOKI STORY - this story is about many marvel characters as well as Esther Mason and Loki Laufeyson)
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Once upon a time, there was a sweet little girl with a loving family.
She had everything she wanted.
She lived a life of peace and pleasure.
She dreamed of being a great scientist.
Her dad would show her the stars and how she fell for them.
She dreamed of a life beyond this one.
A world beyond this one.
Then her life came crashing down around her.
Her normal disappeared.
She fell into darkness that she couldn't escape.
She wanted revenge.
She hated.
She grieved.
She cocked her gun.
She was ready to kill her enemy.
Once upon a time, there was a sweet little boy with a loving family.
He had everything he wanted.
He lived a life of peace and pleasure.
He dreamed of being a king.
His father showed him the Nine Realms and how he wanted to rule them.
He dreamed of a life different than this one.
A world where he could be something great.
Then his life came crashing down around him.
He was told his real heritage; taken from the battlefield as a baby.
He was told he wasn't a part of his family after all.
His normal disappeared.
He fell into a darkness that he couldn't escape.
He wanted acceptance.
He hated.
He deceived.
He put on his best smile.
He was ready to kill a nation.
Once upon a time,
Two people collided with a raging wildfire.
They shattered the reality of heroes.
This universe has too many heroes.
Maybe what it needs now are two villains to save the world.
And who says you have to get along in order to do that?
WARNING: Rated P3-13 for Language and Descriptive Violence