Chronyca - 2, Tavern,

"Lavena, is everything ok?" Galacta hugged Lavena from behind, looking out of the window with her.

Lavena twisted her hand back, placing it on Galacta's cheek, watching the society constructed by Chomicoms. It was a mixture of numerous cultures from numerous planets. Also, the best place to find out more about worlds in the Universe.

"Mom," Lavena closed her eyes, "Daddy taught me this little trick...like the aha moment? It was the same thing that I was having that led me to Tiamut."

"Did you just call me Mom?"

"No...I mean...I had a dream...almost like Something was wrong with Mom," Lavena worriedly turned around, "Maybe I should go back and check?"

Galacta put her hands inside Lavena's robe, nibbling on her ear, "Mm, Mister Primo is there, right? It should be fine."

"Yeah. Moreover, this planet is the trouble of its own."

Omega Flight,

Natasha dazedly walked around the Omega Flight; the next moment, she found herself sitting on the chair and then working on her computer. It was like the time was being skipped, and she barely had any control.

She glanced towards the Watch, moving her right hand towards it when she found the time was skipped again.

She found the signs of someone trying to remove the Watch when she came to. Her fingers reached the Watch, but she didn't lose time this time.

Instead, everything became clear, as if whatever was holding onto her had let go of its grip.

Once her mind was free, she could control the Watch with her intention, creating an electromagnetic field around her, defending her mind. She pressed on the red button under her desk.

Abruptly, the Omega Flight as a whole closed down; the red siren sent the whole place into chaos. And it didn't take long before agents burst in her room, pointing their guns at her, searching around for a target.

"Move, move!!"

Maria Hill pushed the others away, walking over, followed by Nick Fury. The two of them walked next to Natasha, "Natasha..."

Natasha barely held onto herself, muttering just loud enough for them to hear, "It was a trap... Something...possessed me...needed

clearance...Sentinels...meeting...connected...invader."

"Natasha!" Maria Hill moved forward to get a hold of Natasha, who fainted, falling. But her fingers were struck by electricity, making her take them back in shock.

Fury narrowed his eyes, thinking, "Something possessed her? It's a spiritual entity! It could be within anyone right now."

He turned his eyes towards Maria Hill, "Call Doctor Strange, tell Tony, Vision. I need every expert in this area. Also, whatever it was wanted, highest leveled clearance, and find out what they were searching for."

"Yes, Sir," Half of the Agents standing behind him left, Coulson included, while the others stayed just in case.

Maria used a pen to check if she could lift Natasha, but it was hurled out of her fingers. She sat up on the chair, checking Natasha's account, trying to figure out what they were searching for.

It didn't take long before she narrowed her eyes, "There are a few searches. About Primo, Sephiroth and Jay. But it's mainly about Sentinels, Mutant Haters, and X-Men. Even some Senators actually support Anti-Mutant activities. But other than Sephiroth and Primo...there is only one other personal search..."

"Who?"

"Charles Xavier."

"Someone with an Agenda against the Mutants," Fury furrowed his brows, "So the attack wasn't random...and whoever was behind it was prepared for failure. Contact Charles Xavior for me..."

"Director," Maria glanced towards Natasha, making Fury rub his forehead, "Also...Tell Wanda Maximoff...this is going to become a mess."

A Few Hours Later, Sokovia,

"I heard. Is Natasha ok?" Tony burst into Wanda's room, finding her beside a sleeping Natasha.

Wanda jerked her head back, smiling worriedly, "Tony..."

Tony distractedly looked at Natasha on the bed, "Others are on the way...what happened?"

"Someone possessed her."

"Fuck!" Tony turned around, darting his eyes around, until they fell on Primo, leaning against the wall, hands crossed, "FUCKKK!!! You are alive!!"

Primo smiled, stepping forward from the wall as Tony stepped towards him, exchanging a hug, "It's been a while. How are Pepper and Morgan?"

"So you heard," Tony stepped back, "They are...well, one of them is happy, the other is tired. You guess who is who?"

"No need," Primo let out a breath, "Soon, you'll be tired too."

Tony became serious, nodding, "What the hell is going on? I heard she was possessed?"

"I am afraid this goes much deeper," Primo walked up to Wanda, putting his arm around her shoulder.

Tony was a bit out of sorts, narrowing his eyes, "You two...right...you know it gets confusing. Right."

Primo smiled, "So Wanda told you everything?"

"Well, in some ways, Reed has it figured out...so did I. I just needed confirmation from Wanda."

"Should have known that I couldn't distract you for long," Primo shook his head, "Anyway, back to the point. Wanda got a report from Fury, a detailed one, and we went through it. The whole Wild Sentinel, then Meeting, Possession, Agenda against Mutants and Charles Xavier. We believe that Cassandra Nova might be behind it."

"Who's that?" Tony confusedly shook his head after hearing a name he hadn't heard before.

"No one in this Universe...or the other Converged Universes," Wanda stroked Natasha's cheek, dazedly gazing at her.

Tony scratched his head, "The trouble is bigger than I assumed. I suppose we are putting the band back together?"

Primo had a conflicted look on his face when Wanda looked up, asking, "What is it?"

Primo shook his head, sitting beside her, "No, nothing."

Wanda cupped his cheek, "Tell me?"

Primo placed his hand on hers, "I had a plan...so I wanted the Mutants side to deal with this problem. But now I can't ask you that...can I?"

"No," Wanda closed her eyes, "Moreover, others are also coming over. What are we going to tell the other Avengers?"

Tony cleared his throat, "What is this plan that you are talking about? Something big enough that you'd even consider this?"

Wanda raised her palm, directly peeking into his mind, looking inside. She closed her eyes, reading, removing her palm, "That's...too big."

"What? What? Tell me," Tony darted his eyes between them, seeing Wanda raise her palm, "If you don't mind...I'll show you."

Tony nodded, closing his eyes, spreading his hands out, making Wanda chuckle a little, "Ok, no need for that."

Tony opened his one eye, "I am not seeing anything."

"Here."

Tony's both eyes were snapped open, blanking out for a while until he closed them, opening again, with reason dwelling in his eyes, "That's...crazy...you can do that?"

"It could be a start, right?"

"Right," Tony narrowed his eyes, "But still...I want to punch this Cassandra myself."

"You'll get your chance," Primo sighed, "I am afraid she's in the first of her line...and there might be many more to come. Beings that are more dangerous than her...above all? They have the Dark Earth. No, the Dark Universe is their breeding ground. If both Earth's want to keep up...they need a breeding ground of their own."

Tony scratched his ear, exchanging a look with Wanda when Natasha's voice resounded in the room, "You always did think of long term..."

"Natasha!" Wanda bent down, hugging her, closing her eyes, "You are fine!"

Natasha caressed Wanda's hair, looking towards Primo, haggardly smiling, "I do wish...you'd go crazy for me...for once."

Primo put his palm on hers, "Sorry...I can't go crazy...not with the power I hold."

Natasha pressed her lips, "I know."

"I am here too!" Tony tried to peek from above the two.

"Tony," Natasha raised her hand, taking his palm, "Sorry I worried you."

"Just me?" Tony smiled, "It probably won't take long before this room is filled. You worried everyone."

Natasha put down her hands, closing her eyes, "Yeah...whatever it was...was in Ross. It wants chaos...between humans and mutants."