The Magic Of Me

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Zeltic

The gods are crazy and it is shown in the offspring they sire. Creation and magic the very stuff of life mixed with some will of beings more powerfull then anyone dare imagine and you have the soul.

She was born when two were trapped and sent out a spark. The eldest of dragons the stuff of magic. She was Tireen he was Yasul and born into the world was the smallest spark with the most noble of quest. To see and feel and know the all the things in every single universe. She had power too could share it with any she felt needed it and she did so with just a touch. Seldom angry but when she became so even the most powerfull of foes stood back.

Zeltic marched into many of famous heroes lives Tony Stark was by far her favorite but Thor was her hero as well and she shared many adventures in the realms of Asgard.

I dream to dream so that others can see the spice of life. She was qoated as saying to tony if you had ducked that punch it would have never hurt at all.

In her small form, she only thinks of others she is simply minded she does things just to do them never has a fear for her own life. She can stop the raging hulk just by whispering in his ear. Love the green glow can you do another color? He never knows what to say life simply spoils the one named Celtic.

Her best friend is a ferry and not just any ferry she is a death ferry you cannot touch her or you die. Yet you see how your life would turn out had you lived it.

Zeltic can erase the effects of the touch she just touches the person or animal and will it to never take place.

She alone and powerful gods can touch the ferry. Crystal is her named after the all-seeing ball that sits on the table of Odin but she thinks herself cursed. Cursed to never touch a soul. Odin once touched her to see the future but it killed the ferry. She fell down she died and he cried a tear for the death. A tear that when it struck the ground she flew from the dirt born again. The power of the god of wisdom made her whole again.

To believe is the best story in a book.

She walks into the world and looks at all that is.

Then blinks her eyes as it all vanishes.

Universe after universe they all fade away. Not a single scream or sigh or bang.

Gone in a moment of lost intention. She wanted to see Tony, to fly with him to know his fears his life his hopes. To eat by his side and dream his dreams.

Tony was the inventor he was the mage with science. She was the battery to the fantastic voyages of reality.

She existed outside all other realms all other realities. She was unique and when everything was reduced to a single spark she would still be there smiling.

The light that creation used to read by.

Zeltic began to panic her small mind was on overload.

She paced in space back and forth back and forth. The gray pattern of the magic world was starting to take her back. She resisted "I do not wish to return home yet father" She whispered to the strands of space-time left. He let her be he fed her energy he embraced her and told her be strong I am always by your side.

The strands of life and death and her friend someplace back home eating and drinking and being with her own kind.

I have to find out why the cosmos is going away who is responsible for the changes.

She grew she took in more she found the magic power and soon she looked around.

The full-bodied women the long black hair the stars in every strand.

She had a black bodysuit that hugged her curves she felt the stardust on her form the thinking of creation itself.

She looked at the space she felt its screams she became lost in those who were no longer with her.

He who holds the keys to life and death locks the doors bars the paths and dares the soldiers to be less than soldiers.

Zeltic calls to the warriors of mad days.

The lost ones the bright one's the simple warriors bound not by time and space but by the call to duty.

He stepped from the heavens and collapsed before her.

She healed his wounds she guided him back from death's door.

Tony screamed he cried out he felt the void and wanted no part of it anymore.

Forget said Zeltic forget all you saw and focus on this moment.

Then she reached out for the silver one the one that flies between stars for the life and death moments on a planetary scale.

Norran Raad AKA the Silver Surfer.

He flew through the portal he stopped before her and he said nothing.

The years, the miles, the space, the unsaid words sent out in a vision was enough. He knew the battle he knew the plan.

So She sent out the sparks she sent out the call and he who answered was Thor god of thunder and protector of the realm of earth.

Who would answer whom would come from what dimension because so many were blinking out?

He fazed through he walked in the gloves said it all the sparks of power they held.

The one that was a herald the one that held to the idea that warriors fight and they thrive on the battle.

Into the mix, the universe waits no longer and Tony looked at Zeltic the normal human wanting only to understand the afterlife.

Zeltic touched his hand called the armor healed the soul and formed the bond that was only described as a power in a host.

He had this power before when antimatter beings attacked the earth. He had this power before when the breach of one universe almost blew up and destroyed his own she gave him this power he almost died then as well.

Life death and creation it is all things that you fight for before breakfast. Zeltic gathered the heroes she gave them the plan.

Track down those responsible for and restore the worlds the very substances of creation.

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Chapter 2099

Throw away the clock. Toss it out and let it sink into the abyss that is chaos born.

It means nothing, after all, it will distort your reality and drive you mad. They stand in the middle of the chaos looking out waiting for the team. The gods of old the rage the page turners.

The defenders of reason. Zeltic passes through and all the others see nothing but two go missing.

His black long hair wraps around him like a main his muscles ripple his blue eyes spark. He is power in form and function. His queen looks like and egyption goddess she stands beside him competed by gold viens that twist thoughout her body. Her bright red hair flows around her hiding her modest form. She is truly the queen in all her majesty she holds his hand and her silver eyes look at the team. They take them in and in one instant all is known.

Life and the defense of it. They have had large battles huge fights bigger than life endings.

Godzilla and Mothra in avatar form. They have joined the team they are ready. Avengers at last. Zeltic weaves them a spell and Nanites form they need a uniform for into the battles they will go.

The blue of his eyes become the dark blue of the suit the red of her hair becomes the red of her outfit. They move as if all creation moves with them they are the pair that has been through many epic battles.

This is nothing new. Thor and Iron Man and Silver Surfer they look out over the landscape the pin wholes filling up with the enemy they come they duplicate they march. They are many the few need to start to battle.

The energy is off the chart they can feel the dark they can see it. The silver surfer must have a star. He must know light. The change the world the wings of Mothra and she is huge and she grows to cosmic size and stars come into creation. To be matched by he who is king. Growing and adapting to the very nature of her. His dorsal fins larger then suns his very nature could scare the galaxy if he chose. They see him they see him and they attack. The blue comes from his center up from his tail to his head and the blast creates black holes. He sends out a beam that cries out to be seen like some dream in slow motion the stars are born and the surfer has his cosmic powers recharged.

They are millions of creatures under the power of forces meant to erase. They are snuffed out and replaced in nanoseconds. The battle is epic in size.

Stars born and die planets flying around in a dance of death but so fast it is hard to see.

Zeltic sits on the head of Iron Man the Last Avenger.

They battle they dance they hold to a higher power.

The power of destruction.

Then he walks through the void in all his glory he confronts the warriors.

He who has no form but the form of death and decay.

Then he is gone.

They know the enemy they saw his face they erase the remaining evil and bring back the dimension.

Time resumes.

They sit on the bridge of the world ship.

Making a plan to follow and fight.

To live another day.