Beginning Of Multiverse Saga-Chapter 109: Power Of Alexander Family

The crowned Zerg, known as King Zerg, laughed.

"Hah! You puny creature dare challenge me? You’re talking above your worth. Someone teach him a lesson!" he ordered, clearly not taking Sharky seriously.

Sharky’s eyes narrowed.

"Fine. You won’t understand with simple words. And since you’re calling me puny... let’s see who’s really small!"

He shouted, activating the Titanus Power.

In seconds, Sharky’s body grew larger and larger, until he stood tall like a mountain.

Now, even King Zerg looked like a rat in front of him.

"H-How?!" King Zerg stuttered, shocked by Sharky’s sudden size.

But Sharky didn’t answer.

Without a word, he lifted one massive foot—and stomped down on the Zerg army.

Titan Zergs, Behemoth Zergs, and normal Zergs—smashed flat like tomatoes in a blender.

Only King Zerg remained.

Sharky grabbed him with one hand and lifted him to his eye level.

"Now... tell me. Who’s the puny one, little insect?" Sharky smirked.

King Zerg trembled. He wanted to beg for mercy, but then he remembered the mysterious dark figure who had ordered this invasion. That fear stopped him.

Instead, he opened his mouth and growled, "I know I’m nothing in front of you. But when he comes... even you will fall. Just wait. Your destruction is coming."

Sharky chuckled.

"You’re threatening me? Interesting. But your warning sounds like a mosquito buzzing in my ear. Like you, your master will also fall."

With that, Sharky tore off King Zerg’s head, ending his life.

Now that the Zerg were defeated, he activated Fireblast powers, flames surrounding him, and flew back toward Earth.

Holding the head of King Zerg in his hand.

---

Meanwhile on Earth, after clearing away the remaining Zerg, all the heroes gathered around the wormhole generator, waiting for Sharky’s return.

But instead of Sharky... they saw a huge head starting to come out of the wormhole.

Everyone’s eyes widened in shock.

"Daniel, quickly close the wormhole!" John shouted.

Black Scythe nodded and quickly inserted the scepter into the forcefield around the wand made from the Astra Cube. The heroes watched as the wormhole began to close.

As the portal sealed shut... the giant Zerg head was still halfway out, looming over them.

"Did we lose...?" Sasha said quietly, staring up at the monstrous head. It looked like the biggest Zerg was about to invade Earth.

"I don’t think so," Thomas replied, his eyes glowing faintly.

With his Thor vision, he could see far—far enough to notice something others couldn’t.

This giant Zerg only had its head, not its body.

And more importantly, someone was carrying it.

Thomas smiled. He knew exactly who it was.

"Why do you say that?" Fangstrike asked, still confused.

But before anyone could answer—they all saw it.

Sharky emerged from the sky, holding the enormous Zerg head, and with a mighty roar, he slammed it down onto the ground.

The head was as big as half the SWORD Tower.

Everyone stood frozen in shock. Then their shock turned into amazement.

They were speechless at the sight of King Zerg’s head—and Sharky’s incredible strength.

"Wow... Sharky, you were amazing," Sasha said with wide eyes.

"Yes, I know," Sharky replied with a small smile.

"But everyone here is amazing too. I’m just glad we saved the day—together."

"Yeah... finally, some peace," John said, stepping out of his massive mecha suit, breathing a sigh of relief.

"Yep," Iron Mammoth agreed with a nod.

"I think we need a big party after this," Ben grinned, looking around at the group.

"And I want to know who everyone is. There’s too much cool stuff going on here."

"But first..." Thor spoke up, holding Loki tightly with both hands—his wrists bound in glowing cuffs.

"We need to send him back to Asgard’s prison where he belongs."

Everyone nodded.

But before they could even begin to enjoy their peace...

Suddenly, John’s comms buzzed—loudly, crackling with static.

Then, a voice came through—and the tension returned instantly.

"A nuclear missile has been launched toward New York. You need to prepare immediately."

It was the voice of Robert Wilson on the comms.

"What the fuck?!" Ben shouted in pure shock.

They were just about to celebrate their hard-fought victory—and then this grim news hit them like a punch.

"Who did this?!" Daniel asked, panicking.

He couldn’t understand. They had just saved the planet from a massive alien invasion—and now someone wanted to wipe them all out?

It was clear. Whoever launched the missile wasn’t just targeting the city.

They were trying to erase both the Guardians and the Forsaken team—along with millions of people in New York.

"Why would someone want to kill us?" Sasha asked grimly, her hands trembling slightly.

"It’s politics," Sharky said, his voice cold.

"Someone out there doesn’t want us to exist. That’s the truth."

But then, suddenly—his expression changed.

His eyes narrowed, and his voice turned into a furious roar.

"Wait a second... that missile’s heading toward my villa!"

He clenched his fists, and his power surged.

"Who the hell dared to launch it at my home?! You guys stay here—I’m going to destroy it!"

With that, he unleashed the powers of Gasman, and through Luminara abilities he shot into the sky like a comet.

---

Meanwhile, back at Crown Haven Villa,

Sophia and Rosie were watching the battle between the heroes and the Zerg from the mansion.

Suddenly, the emergency alert came on.

"A missile... heading for us?" Rosie gasped, her face turning pale before shifting to rage.

"What?! They launched a missile at our home? I need to call Dad—right now!"

Sophia’s hands were clenched into fists.

Her eyes burned with fury.

"How dare they?! How can they target our mansion? Don’t they fear the Alexanders anymore?"

---

"I’ll take care of the missile," Sharky said as he soared toward it, his eyes locked on the approaching nuclear threat.

Reaching close, he quickly concocted a powerful energy formula—one capable of neutralizing the warhead’s deadly core.

"It’s done," he murmured, then unleashed a chemical breath, releasing a mysterious glowing substance into the air.

The vapor wrapped around the missile, and within seconds, the missile began to disintegrate—its deadly structure turning to ash, drifting away like paper burned by fire.

Just moments later, the Guardian and Forsaken teams arrived, witnessing the final remnants of the missile fade into the sky.

"Sharky, you’re amazing!" Sasha gasped.

"You disintegrated a nuclear missile in seconds—just with your breath!"

But Sharky didn’t stop.

"You guys find out who did this," he said, his voice distant, eyes burning with purpose.

"I have important work to do."

And without another word, he blasted off toward Crown Haven Villa, leaving everyone stunned in awe and confusion.

There were many questions—but no one dared to ask them.

"Well," John said finally, watching the smoke fade from the sky,

"We can wait for him. But first... we need to rest. Enjoy the peace while it lasts."

"And have a huge party!" Iron Mammoth grinned.

"I’m in," Steve Taylor said.

One by one, everyone nodded in agreement.

---

In the aftermath of the chaos, Earth’s mightiest heroes began their next task:

Preparing to send Thor and Loki back to Asgard—to ensure the safety of Earth.

---

Inside Crown Haven Villa, Sophia and Rosie stood in front of a large digital screen, anger flaring in their eyes as they spoke to their father on a secure call.

"Father, whoever launched that missile towards our home needs to be punished," Rosie said, her voice trembling with fury.

"They dared to threaten us in our own sanctuary!" Sophia added, her fists clenched.

Sharky, watching both of them in such a fiery state for the first time, gently stepped in, trying to calm the tension. But before he could speak, their father’s voice came through the screen.

"I will ensure they are punished, my child," Stephen Alexander said firmly, his tone matching their rage.

"Whoever gave the order to launch that nuclear missile toward your home... will face consequences."

Sophia and Rosie exchanged a glance and nodded.

"Thanks, Dad," they said in unison before ending the call.

From the corner of the room, looking at Stephen ending the call, Alexa crossed her arms, her eyes narrowed.

"Looks like someone has forgotten about the Alexander family."

"Yes," Sylvie said coldly. "It’s time we give them a demonstration—so they’ll remember exactly who we are."

The air grew heavy. The Alexanders were ready—not just to investigate, but to erase the name of the culprit from existence.

---

Meanwhile, outside the public eye, another major change was taking place.

After the battle against the Zerg and their heroic efforts during the crisis, all previous criminal charges against the Forsaken team were officially dropped.

The world recognized that they were not villains—they were warriors forced into shadow.

Elena was chosen as the new leader of the Forsaken.

Now, like the Guardians, the Forsaken stood as Earth’s defenders—a second line of protection with a darker edge.

---

Inside the newly renamed Guardian Tower, Ben Stark (Sword Master) sat at the command table, surrounded by Clint (Hawkman), Sasha (Assassin Girl), John (American Guardian), and Steve Taylor (Beast).

The old SWORD tower had been rebuilt and repurposed after the battle, now proudly standing as the headquarters of the Guardians.

They were connected through a secure holographic call with Robert Wilson, whose image hovered above the center of the room in a glowing blue projection.

Also connected to the call, from their own sleek high-rise base, the Forsaken were watching and listening intently.

Inside the Forsaken Spire, their new headquarters, stood Elena (Shadow Queen) as the leader of the Forsaken. Surrounded by Daniel (Black Scythe), Ethan (Iron Mammoth), Lena (Bloodweb) and Marcus (Fangstrike).

All eyes were on Robert.

"Robert Wilson, did you find who was behind the nuclear attack?" Ben asked, his voice firm.

"You don’t need to think about them now," Robert replied, his tone neutral but weighted.

"Why not? They literally tried to nuke us," Steve said, frowning. "That’s not something we just forget."

"Because," Robert replied, "they set the missile’s destination to Crown Haven Villa. And that villa belongs to the daughter of Stephen Alexander."

"So what?" Marcus asked, confused.

Ben leaned forward, his tone shifting. "It belongs to Sophia Alexander."

As soon as he said the name, his mind wandered—he remembered her elegant face, the way she carried herself. He had tried to charm her once... and failed.

And then he remembered him—the guy who’d interrupted the moment.

Knowing it was Sharky, he didn’t want to recall that moment again.

He clenched his jaw and said nothing more.

Elena raised an eyebrow, her voice sharp through the hologram. "Did you just get lovestruck?"

Ben quickly straightened up. "No, no! How could I think about anyone else when you’re right here?" he lied smoothly.

Robert ignored the awkward moment and continued. "Yes. The villa belongs to Sophia Alexander, Rosie Alexander... and their husband, Sharky Valor—who, might I remind you, fought alongside all of you."

"What? Sharky is married?" Sasha blurted out, her expression stunned. She had started to like him... just a little.

"Did someone’s heart just get broken?" Lena teased, grinning.

Ben, dodging the emotion, changed the topic. "Well, even though the Alexander family is ridiculously rich and has a global empire... they still can’t catch the culprits, right? They don’t hold power in politics."

Clint and Steve exchanged glances. They clearly didn’t follow what was really going on between Ben and Robert.

Robert sighed and finally spoke. "Ben, I wasn’t going to bring this up. But since you’re all involved now—as superheroes—you deserve to know the truth."

Before Robert could continue, John stepped forward, arms crossed.

"Robert, you don’t need to explain it. I know exactly who the Alexanders are... and what they’re capable of."

"What? How do you know about them?" Elena asked in shock.

Everyone else except Robert turned to look at Captain John, their faces filled with surprise.

The Captain was a legend from another era. No one expected him to know anything about a modern powerhouse like the Alexander family.

John gave a slight smile. "Because I knew Stephen Alexander’s father—Hawkins Alexander. He helped the U.S. government with funding during the war. But more than that..." he paused for effect, "he gave our scientists the formula and the idea that inspired Dr. Erskine’s work."

Everyone stared, silent.

"That formula became the foundation for the Super Mecha Soldier project," John continued.

"Machines bonded to our bodies—amplifying our strength, speed, and senses. Without Hawkins Alexander’s help, there would’ve been no me, no Captain, no Super Mecha Soldiers."

"So you’re saying... the Alexander family already had Super Mecha Soldiers? Even back then?" Clint asked, stunned.

"Yes," John nodded. "Stephen Alexander was just a child at the time, but even then, the family had access to this tech."

"Wait—if Stephen was a child 60 years ago... how does he still look so young?" Sasha asked, frowning.

"Maybe he became a Super Mecha Soldier himself," John guessed. "That would explain his youth—and his strength."

The room fell into stunned silence again.