Game Creator Multiversal (Marvel/DC)

The first to step out of their cars were two men, one smaller than the other. Both looked very snazzy though, dressed in casual formal wear. The taller man was very buff with the edges of his muscles pressing into the fabric of his suit. His jawline was strong, refined and further served to bring to the forefront his bright bluish-green eyes.

Next to said man stood a teenager with a smaller height. In comparison to his height however was the confidence he seemed to carry around. His posture was straight and controlled as he slowly scanned the other people around. Blue eyes piercingly analysed everyone as his muscular if skinny frame twisted from the scanning. 

"Father, it seems that we weren't the only ones invited."

"Mmm. Indeed. Stark's limousine is here as well, meaning, we are going to have a hard time securing any shares in this company without some, negotiation."

They both turned to look at the other non-opulent limo, the doors opening wide as a man with shades and a rather colourful suit stepped out. His hair flowing but curled as his head rotated on a swivel, looking at the father and son duo.

"Bruce! I see that you also received an invite...Did you finally relax on your Gotham-only policy?"

Tony walked up to Bruce and Damian as Pepper Potts walked beside him, calm and collected. Father and son took a deep breath almost simultaneously before responding.

"Tony... it is good to see you. I heard about the situation you survived, my condolences to your friend and congratulations on making it out of there."

"Yeah, thanks. Enough about me though! I heard you would be focussing on real estate, not the tech industry."

"Wayne Enterprises is interested in every field. Just because we have a certain focuses doesn't mean we aren't willing to expand in other sectors."

Tony scoffed a little, laughing a touch before turning his gaze towards Damian.

"Sup kid, you getting some training from your father on business?"

Damian nodded, not answering verbally. 

"Right... Well, don't let him convince you that Stark Industries is worse than his operation, got it?"

Damian turned away from the playboy billionaire, leaving Tony to frown and shake his head in the afterglow of being shunned by teen. Bruce grinned slightly at his son's reaction but covered it with alacrity as the next car opened, the trio staring out at a car that had a brown haired British man step out.

No moustache was present, no top hat, but his accent was positively recognisable as the Spiffing Brit. He wore glasses of a stylish fashion, focussed more on reliability than making any statement. Beside him was a couple of his co-workers who had been cordially invited alongside him. Bruce, Tony and Damian soon ignored this group and continued to speak about inconsequential matters.

Finally was the car that had screeched to a halt in the final parking space of the courtyard. Stepping out of this vehicle was a menacing looking man. Two guards stepped out from the sides of the car, mercenaries hired through a certain building he had visited last night. He himself had long flowing black hair and nigh-on glowing yellow eyes. His body was cloaked beneath a Crimson trench coat lined with blacks and dull golds. Silver shined out from the sides of his hip every now and then but was easily carried off by the man as he adjusted his red-tinted glasses.

"Looks like we missed a memo, maybe we should have brought glasses Damian?"

"Nah, they would make us look old."

Tony frowned immediately as he felt the pinch of his sun-glasses press into the sides of his head. The Spiffing Brit ignored the comment and simply laughed with his friends, walking over towards the two teens and hot aunt. The new comer though, was far more intrigued by the grouping of Tony, Bruce and Damian.

"Did I hear something...? Or was that the sound of someone trying to over-compensate for something?" 

Bruce inclined his eyebrows in surprise as his son stared on in bafflement. Tony was holding in laughter at the underhanded comment made against one of the richest men in America.

"I am not over compensating for anything. Simply making observations as to the nature of everyone's attire."

"Mmmmm...? Sounds like you bitched out of a comment, but fine, whatever. I am here for the game anyway. Shits gonna be BALLER!"

At this time, as everyone was getting acquainted with one another, the front doors opened. All talk ceased and everyone was watching the doors. Darkness was all that met their vision before the sound of boots tapping on wooden flooring echoed out, broke it. This resounding noise continued for a little until the form of Picard stepped into the main greeting courtyard.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, if I could confirm all of your invitations before you come inside, please?"

Peter and Ned were the first to show theirs, the rest following suit quickly after. Once it was all completed, the letters in his hands, he smiled disarmingly.

"I apologise for the precautions, but my lady likes to ensure details are payed attention to."

"It's fine! She sounds like she'd get along with my bitch of a boss Integra..."

"Haha. Moving past that... My name is Jean-Luc Picard, you can call me Picard. I will be your guide for today's showcase."

Bruce, Damian and Tony glanced at one another before turning to face the rather genial looking old man. Ned and Peter did the same, Aunt May standing behind them with her nerves on edge. Alucard clapped and moved forwards.

"Let's get this shit started, shall we!?" His body language was hurried and the hunger in his eyes shown through clearly... He really wanted to get his hands on the game it seemed.

"Hold on! Mr Picasso, or whatever... Will we be meeting with the creator of Fallout at all? Even if for just a few moments...?" Tony was tense in his movements now, glancing around between the guests and this 'guide'.

"Mr Stark, I assure you, we have no intention to hurt you or anyone here. I understand your incident not too long ago has set you on edge, but please understand that this is a safe place for you all."

"And, yes, she will be meeting with you all... If you would follow me?" Picard stepped back and directed them towards the inside of the manor turned company building. 

With very little reason to hesitate now, all of the assembled guests walked through the front doors, waiting just on the other side for Picard to close the doors. And then, after Picard did so, he began leading them through the interior of the building, speaking softly to them due to the enclosed nature of the space.

"I apologise for the state of the building, but we had just purchased it not too long ago. Most of the readiness can be thanked to the work of construction crews and the efforts of the company's owner."

"Wait, she helped get the building ready...?"

"Yes, she is actually remarkably skilled in several trades. A remarkable quality, really."

Bruce began to file these tid-bits of information down in his mind, listing the varying thing she had experienced so far. Damian, to a lesser extent was doing the exact same, his eyes wandering around the building for escape routes, dangers, traps and hidden presences... Not that he had found any. 

Tony was simply amazed that this person was so skilled as to be able to create a revolutionary technology for gaming and so many other fields, whilst also being skilled at multiple trades... He could do it, does do it... But he was a rare person on the planet.

Alucard didn't give a fuck.

"In fact, my lady was the one to setup all of the gaming consoles for today's reveal and streaming. They will let you all play Star Wars the Old Republic. And from what I have seen of it, you will all be, blown away by the display." Picard started ascending a flight of stairs, everyone following after him as he eventually stopped at the second floor, in front of a set of double doors.

"Mr Wayne, Mr Damian, Mr Stark, Lady May, Sirs Ned and Peter... And of course, Mr Alucard. Through these doors you will meet with my lady and she will introduce the game to you, explaining some features and aspects of the game for beginners."

"Ah, before we go in..." May spoke up as Picard smiled and inclined his head slightly.

"Is this technology safe for the boys?"

Tony rolled his eyes as Bruce and Damian payed extreme attention to Picard, his old face growing a reassuring smile. Peter and Ned were grimacing in embarrassment at her concern for things beyond her experience, but their plight was ignored by pretty much everyone.

"Lady May, I assure you, I've used the machines myself. They're perfectly safe and maintained by my capable lady"

May squinted at him for a time, until she relented in her anxiety and nodded, mouthing the words 'Thank you'. And with that concern answered, he pushed open the double doors. Immediately their vision took in the slowly unconcealed room. A large long table with around ten desktops set on top was framed by a comforting fire glow from nearby candles and dimmed lighting fixtures.

Opposite to them all, standing, was a shadowed figure. Clothes were feminine, being entirely of modern design and trendy at that, but none could see her face. Bruce immediately began to mark down her sizes as he could see them, noting her posture and how the shadows clung to her face and form, as tightly as glue to a high school science project.

The light seemed to build upon the shadows that were attached to her form. Light seemed to only enhance the opaque quality to her cover... It seemed for now that any way of seeing her true face was beyond Bruce. 

Damian was in the same situation, though he noted more keenly the presence of another in the room. A woman of blonde hair and green eyes who was standing off to the side of the central figure, presumably the owner of Fallout and more aptly, Yggdrasil Interactive. She was absolutely stunning, her beauty outshining most of the accoutrements within the room. He noted her relaxed position and seemingly professional demeanor in the face of such rich guests... She wasn't unused to seeing wealthy people, being in the same room with them. In fact, she was much too comfortable for a normal woman. There was something there but he couldn't put his finger on it at this exact moment.

"It is great to meet all of you finally!" The shadowy figure, Freya, clapped her gloved hands before herself, her skin not being shown in the slightest. She gestured to the seats before each of the computers.

"Please sit, we have a lot of cool stuff to cover today. Do any of you want refreshments?"

Bruce and Damian were the last to sit, examining their chosen seats before even going to sit down. Tony was more relaxed, he chose a seat close to the shadowy figure that was Freya; not that they knew her name at all.

Alucard chose the closest seat to her and was staring at her intently, as if she would throw out something he wanted at any moment... Like a dog that was wishing its owner to throw out a ball and play with them. 

"A Yorkshire tea please!" Spiff spoke up from next to Peter as his friends also requested their own beverages. 

Susan quickly went off to go grab those drinks, getting a full list from everyone before setting off. From here Picard went around to each person and asked them if they would be streaming, with most of the room saying yes.

"Right, now, down to business. Today I have invited you all to test play my new upcoming game. Fallout was a grand success but honestly not my best work. But I am here to show you that I am growing and so is my company... Especially with the introduction of the new game, Star Wars the Old Republic."

"Now to get started. Each of these computers have it installed." She pointed to the PCs, showcasing where the game was downloaded and how it could be activated. "From here you can simply press play and enter into the world."

Everyone was enraptured, focusing on the details and small things that she was saying, especially Alucard.

"My entire idea with this game is to make an enjoyable, real-time experience that could mimic the intrigue and complexity of life while allowing ordinary people to become extraordinary... As an experience. Peter there could become a galactic merchant running his own business empire. Tony could become a Jedi, bringing peace to the Galaxy through understanding. Bruce could be a Sith that destroys those who disagree with him and ruling over his own planet... Anything is possible if you are to apply real life logic to this game."

At the end of my speech Bruce and Tony were staring at me with deeply ingrained interest. It wasn't long before one of them spoke out, Bruce.

"If I may ask, 'God Empress', how is this achieved? The technology required is much more advanced than anything else in the market."

"That, is proprietary knowledge and information... I cannot say. But! What i can tell you, is that each decision in quest lines and even in Player Versus Player will have an impact to the galaxy. This is made possible through your own decisions and skill."

There was silence in the room as even Aunt May was drawn into the prospect of playing out fantasies in another world that wasn't this one. Bruce was silent, completely, staring unflinchingly at Freya. Tony was looking at the computer and toying with the mouse that hovered over the top of the start button.

"Please, all of you feel free to start your games. There are introductions and tutorials for you all once you get in there. Explore, please."

Several clicks fired off one after another as they all turned unconscious, me and my staff doing it at the same time. Bruce wasn't stupid though, his contingency was firmly attached to his under shirt, monitoring his heart rate for any massive irregularities. This device would activate his guards downstairs as well as spring a detonation that would launch his body away from any potential attacker.

Alucard, once again, didn't give a shit. He was out as soon as she gave the signal.

And thus, the entire room emptied of noise. Everyone was now journeying in a galaxy far, far away...

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