Jay chuckled in pain, lying down on the couch, "I did not expect Doom to attack me from behind."

Hawkeye rubbed the back of his head, "I didn't either. Sorry, this is my fault...I should have had your back."

Janet pushed Jay back, sitting down on the couch, smiling, "does that hurt?"

Jay rolled his eyes, "No." He turned his eyes towards Hawkeye, "don't blame yourself. None of us were paying attention to Doom. A world-ending serpent was in front of us."

Anthony sat down on the sofa chair. While Hulk went into the kitchens as the other sat down in the lounge to relax, "we still have my brother to deal with."

Everyone looked towards Thor, frowning as Captain said, "if Thor is really the one behind this. Then you should go back and warn your father."

Thor nodded, "but I still do not understand what does Loki wants to achieve...by killing me. Loki schemes are not so small."

Jay hesitated, "does this world's Odin sleep as well? In our universe-"

"Yes! Loki wants me to not be there when father sleeps! Could it be he has fallen so far that he wants to kill father?!" Thor stood up, horrified.

"I am assuming this is some special sleep?" Hawkeye blinked, looking towards Thor.

"Yes. Odinsleep...that is what it is called in my universe. It is a time when Odin is at his weakest. He replenishes his magic power, and it is a time when Thor should be in Asgard to protect," Jay coughed, explaining.

He closed his eyes, turning on his back, "it's a long game. If it's successful...then Loki gets Asgard, and Thor wouldn't even know it."

Captain America frowned, looking towards Thor, "I think...you should take a trip home."

Jay nodded towards Thor, "also...tell Heimdall to bring us over if anything goes wrong. Just in case."

"I will, my friends. I couldn't thank you enough, you might have just saved Asgard, and you all did save my life."

Falcon was sitting on the couch's arm, smiling, "don't worry about it. We are Avengers; We watch each other's back."

Jay inhaled cold air, pushing Falcon, who was sitting near his head, "too soon!"

Wasp chuckled while the laughing sound of others covered the room when the door broke open.

The laughter stopped, and Hulk walked out of the attached kitchen, holding tacos in his palm, his forearm, "I didn't break it."

Jay looked up, with others, seeing Emma stumble in, covered in blood, "Emma!"

Jay raised his body, wincing in pain, "What happened?"

Janet hastily rushed up, becoming smaller, flying to her, becoming bigger. She lent Emma her shoulder, holding her up, "we need to take her to hospital."

Emma coughed blood, "No...there is no time...I need your help...you must stop that thing."

Anthony Stark stood up, frowning, "what thing? Did it do to you? What is it? A monster? Mutant? Alien?"

Emma raised her blue eyes, looking towards Jay, taking her gaze away, "it's...Jay."

"What bullshit, Jay has been here with us! He's even injured," Hawkeye stared at her, "what are you trying to pull now? Don't think we don't know what you used to do."

Emma Frost shook her head, "I..."

"She took my blood last night when she came to visit," Jay sat up with Falcon's help, looking towards her.

Emma widened her eyes, "you knew?!"

Jay held his head, leaning back, "you know...even if I am tired and sleeping and drugged through your powers? I can still tell when a needle goes in my body. And the pain when you wake up, and the mark? It doesn't take a genius to figure out. Damn it...you took my blood for making a clone? How did you even create it this fast?"

Emma took out a USB, "all the information..."

Suddenly, she fainted, nearly dropping the USB, which Hawkeye jumped and caught.

"This is just insane...tell me this is not happening."

Jay glanced towards Janet, "take her to the Baxter Building. When I was staying with the Fantastic Four, I helped them make a regeneration cradle. It should help her."

"If so, then you should go too," Falcon spoke, "I will take you. We might need you if this was done by your clone. To talk him down or something."

Anthony nodded, "good. Janet, Hawkeye, take the two of them to the Baxter Building. Get them healed up, and we will see what she brought. Falcon, you are the smartest person I know."

Jay cleared his throat, making Anthony change his sentence, "well, one of the smartest. I need you here."

"Yes. But that is not my department of studies."

"I know...it's not mine either," Anthony started walking towards his lab, "others come with me. Thor, you as well. I know it's important for you to go back home, but I know Emma Frost she was..."

"Strong," Captain America spoke, "I have read the files. If someone did that to her...we might need help."

Shortly,

Anthony Stark, Captain America, Thor, Falcon, Hulk were standing in front of a screen, watching the accident.

"Jarvis...what can you tell us about those dimensional energies?"

"I am having trouble analyzing them, Sir. But there is information from the other universe that matches these energies. The dark one is dubbed as Zero Matter, Dark Matter, Or Darkforce, originating from Dark Dimension ruled by Interdimensional Entity, Dormammu." 

"I have heard of him," Thor frowned, "he is said to be cosmic conqueror, the destroyer of worlds. He has the power to consume worlds, but why would he do this? He could just come to consume Earth?"

"Sir, there seems to be a group of Sorcerers that protect the Earth from Extradimensional threats," Jarvis spoke again, explaining.

"Leaving the magic part out. So was this some way of Dormammu slipping through the defenses of Earth and invade?" Captain America frowned.

Falcon forwarded the video, "what is this other force? Are there any records?"

"Yes, this is the Lightforce. It is opposite of Darkforce."

"Yeah, I think we got that part from the name," Anthony frowned, crossing his arms.

"Yes, but Sir, this is also the force that was used to create the Heart of Innocence. According to Mr. Fantastic, without a soul, Heart of Innocence not only provides Mr. Scarlet with his powers. But also keeps his mind balanced, and keeps him from losing his mind and morality."

Falcon looked down, closing his eyes, "what if the Darkforce was neutralized this Lightforce? What happens to Jay?"

"I don't think we need to ask Jarvis. We have already seen what happened," Captain America pointed towards the screen. The last image was that of the clone killing piercing Monica, "he's still getting used to his body, power, and maybe this world. We need to take him out, now. Thor, we would need you on this. Just in case."

"You all talk too much. Hulk smash."

AIM, Top Floor, Monica's Office,

Sephiroth was sitting at the center of the room, with a barber cutting his hair. One of the AIM's workers came, followed by an entourage that held numerous clothes, "sir, which one would you like?"

Sephiroth shifted his cat-like green eyes, turning towards the man in the front, "what is your name?"

"Lyle Getz, Sir." Lyle nervously said, trying not to even move, when the barber showed him the mirror, "Sir, is this length fine?"

Sephiroth looked in the mirror, raising his hands, circling his hair, tying them up, making a ponytail. There were some bangs on his forehead, while two chin-length bands framed the side of his face.

He removed the cloth as clothes appeared on his body. A white turtleneck, grey jacket, over black pants.

"Is that?" Lyle Getz widened his eyes in excitement as if he recognized the power.

Sephiroth smiled, waving towards the barber, "you can leave."

The barber was trembling when Sephiroth looked back, understanding. He patted the barber's shoulder, warmly smiling, "please, do not worry. No one will harm you."

Sephiroth walked towards Monica's chair, "pay the man, and do not harm him."

"But sir, if he talks about your powers," Lyle Getz got very supportive and helpful.

Sephiroth sat down, crossing his legs, "don't worry. I have decided what AIM's research is going to focus on now. Earth needs order, and AIM will provide that order. I will provide it, and so the people will know that I can protect them. Let him leave, and pay him well. To keep quiet for now."

Lyle Getz nodded, looking towards the group of the entourage that he brought.

The men took the barber out, and some of them started cleaning his hair when Sephiroth tapped his finger on the armchair. And the hairs turned into energy particles, disappearing, "leave us."

Lyle walked over, standing in front of Sephiroth, "what now? Sir?"

"What now?" Sephiroth leaned on the chair, with a smile on his lips, "how about...we greet our guests."

"Guests?" Lyle just asked when the windows on Lyle's right, Sephiroth's left broke, and Avengers came rushing in.

Iron Man stood up first, looking towards Sephiroth, "you...whatever your name is...you are under arrest."

Sephiroth lightly glanced towards them, tilting his head, "my name is...Sephiroth."