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Name: Thomas Samoyra Barton
Rank/Titles/Aliases: Leviathan (Codename)
Gender: Male
Age(if you're unsure, make a rough guesstimate): He's super flexible, but I usually keep him in his late teens
Sexuality: Straight
Universe: MCU
Appearance: tall and muscular with almost unnaturally blue eyes and blonde hair in an undercut. He also has two large, scaly, blue dragon wings sprouting from his back
Personality(optional): Jokester and fun to be around, but has mood swings and can suddenly become cold or angry
Backstory(optional): Forced to become an enhanced three years after Quicksilver and Scarlet Witch were made. Never knew his father, and his mother was killed in Sokovia. Was rescued by the Avengers two years after he was enhanced. He was 14 years old when rescued. Joined the team at 15 since he had no legal guardian to stop him. Was unofficially adopted by Natasha Romanoff (Black Widow). After he turned sixteen he officially changed his name to Thomas Romanoff, but it changed to Thomas Barton after a bit (I'm sure you can figure out why) Clashes with Tony, but secretly admires him.
Tier(can be contested): Idrc. Just put him somewhere XD
Powers(if any): Just kind of unnatural strength and endurance, besides the wings
Skills other than powers: hand-to-hand combat and double swords

Iris and Léna were in their room. Nathalie had just dropped in on them. “Your father and I are going out for a bit. Please don’t use your miraculouses while we’re gone,” she instructed them.
Léna was hard at work, sketching a new design for a pair of dress pants she was planning to wear to her father’s next fashion show. Iris, however was tired of doodling. “I want to do something.”
“You heard Mom. And you know how Dad would get if we left. Besides, if you’re tired of me, go talk with Adrien.”
“He’s out with Marinette. Please, Léna?” Iris pleaded.
Léna threw down her pencil. “Fine, but what do you want to do? We can’t use our Miraculouses, we can’t leave the house. Heck, you don’t even want to leave our room!”
There was suddenly a loud crack and an icy white shard appeared in the center of the bedroom. Both girls screamed. Iris approached it first. “What is it?”
“Iris!” Léna hissed. “What are you doing?!”
Iris smirked at her sister. “Doing something.” She pressed her index finger onto the crystal and disappeared.
“Iris!” Léna screamed. She ducked out from behind her drawing board and dove towards the crystal. Her fingers brushed it and she disappeared, along with the crystal.
Both girls awoke in a strange world.
“Woah…” Iris murmured. “This is so much better than staying home!”
Léna rubbed her head. “Where are we?”
“Good question. HELLO?!” Iris yelled as loud as she could.
Léna jumped on top of her sister and covered her mouth. “Don’t do that!”
Iris had an idea. “We could transform into our Miraculouses… It would be better for protecting ourselves.”
“But Mom said…” Léna trailed off.
“Oh come on! We’re not even in Paris anymore! Nooroo!” Her kwami appeared quickly.
“Yes, master?”
“We’re transforming. Nooroo, Dark wings, RISE!” she cried, transforming into the Papillon.
Léna bit her lip.
“Come on!” Iris, now Papillon, urged.
“Fine… Duusu?” she tentatively called for her kwami.
Duusu appeared. “Yes, Léna?”
“Duusu, Feathers OUT!” Duusu was sucked into the brooch and Léna became Mayura.
“Yes,” Papillon said with a grin.
Mayura sighed. “Let’s find out where we are before we do anything foolish.”

Bronwyn ran outside, hoping Olive hadn't gotten too far. "Olive?" she called out. Fiona appeared between the bushes.
"Did you find a loose shoe again?" Fiona asked mildly. Bronwyn nodded tiredly.
"I have no idea where she went." Bronwyn wandered out, treading carefully around Fiona's garden. "Olive, come one. Miss Peregrine needs you."
Finally, a rustling of leaves. Olive dropped from a tree, landing awkwardly on one foot. "What for?" she asked, eyes wide. Bronwyn threw her the lead shoe.
"I lied."
She picked Olive up and started heading inside when she noticed a small glint in the earth. "Go on inside," she told the little girl in her arms before setting her on the ground. Olive took off running into the house. Bronwyn bent down beside the shiny thing, reaching out to touch it.
Immediately, she felt herself falling far, far, towards an earth she couldn't make out.
"NO!" she screamed loudly, landing hard on her back. She lay there, eyes closed, until she heard voices. Opening an eye, the first thing she noticed was a young man with an orange headband.
"I like your headband," she wheezed.

Hunk put his hands in the air. "I'm in the same situation as you guys. I think. Um." Then the girl fell from the sky. Hunk jumped. "Th-thanks? Are you okay?" He asked, clearly panicking even more now.

Maes looked astounded as a man appeared out of a wormhole right in front of him before muttering something about a bad week. He made sure that his knives were still tucked in the sleeves of his jacket–they were, thank god–before approaching the man. "Looks like we're in the same boat," he remarked. "Who are you?"

Thor whirled at a voice that came from behind him, swinging Stormbreaker as he did so. "Do dares sneak up–" He eyed the man before him. He was unassuming and looked to be in good nature. Thor lowered his axe, quickly. "My apologies, little man. You startled me. I am Thor Odinsson, King of Asgard…" Thor frowned for a moment contemplating if that should even be his title anymore before glancing down at the man before him. He wore an odd uniform, akin to military, but nothing that he had seen within any of the Nine Realms before. "And you are?"

Thomas was alone. He was truly alone. The snap had ripped everything he'd ever loved from his grasp.
Again.
Now what was he supposed to do? For now, he just sat. He sat on the edge of a fallen tree and stared out into the distance, dazed, confused, afraid. He'd been fighting side by side with his adopted sister when
poof
she was gone. Just gone. He heard voices in the distance, but ignored them. His wings shifted on his back, dislodging the tree and causing it to roll forward, taking Thomas with it. He yelped and tumbled off and down, bursting out to where there was a man in a military uniform and… "Thor?" he asked incredulously, "You survived? Thank the Gods," the boy stood, brushing himself off

//that was a pretty bad starter oof//

Bronwyn slowly sat up. "All good." She stood, leaning on a tree for support. She patted her neck, checking for her necklace— but it was gone. "Oh no."
She started running around the clearing, lifting boudlers and large pieces of wood with no problem, desperately searching for her necklace.

(Thor and Maes are alone. Sebastian, Ciel, Hunk, and Bronwyn are grouped up. Percy is on his own, as are Lena and Iris. I'll assume that you just want Thomas in a group with Thor?)

Maes flinched at the man's initial reaction, ready to fight if necessary, but relaxed when the guy seemed to realize that he posed no threat. "Lieutenant-Colonel Maes Hughes, of Amestris," he introduced himself. "And don't worry about it. We're both in unfamiliar territor–Whoa!" Maes had to jump out of the way of someone falling onto the ground. This time, he did draw a knife, but didn't throw it. A good thing, too, as the winged teen seemed to be allied with Thor. "Sorry," he said, putting the blade back. "Like I was saying, we're all in unfamiliar territory."

Hunk was confused by the girl searching for something in such a frenzied manner, and was even more surprised that she could lift that much seemingly with ease. He'd heard of hysterical strength, sure, but this couldn't be it. "Hey, what's wrong?" Hunk asked her.

Jem wasn't there. And Will wasn't in the Institute anymore. He jumped to his feet, lightly tracing an iratze to take care of the ache. He stopped, looked around, and realized he could hear voices. He silently walked towards them, trying to see through the foliage. He arrive on the edge of a clearing. A man in some sort of military uniform stood in front of him.
Will took out his seraph blade and in one almost invisible move pinned the man to a tree trunk, blade at his throat.
"Who are you, sir?" Will asked in a quiet, threatening voice.

(Thor and Maes are alone. Sebastian, Ciel, Hunk, and Bronwyn are grouped up. Percy is on his own, as are Lena and Iris. I'll assume that you just want Thomas in a group with Thor?)

Yeah please. Thanks. Trying to read all of them XD//

"My- my necklace. Jacob gave it to me, I need it or–" The tiny charm lay in the middle of a pile of leaves. Bronwyn sprinted to it and grabbed it off the ground, holding tight to her chest. "OK. OK. I've got it." She looked around for the first time. "Where are we?"

Maes flinched at the man's initial reaction, ready to fight if necessary, but relaxed when the guy seemed to realize that he posed no threat. "Lieutenant-Colonel Maes Hughes, of Amestris," he introduced himself. "And don't worry about it. We're both in unfamiliar territor–Whoa!" Maes had to jump out of the way of someone falling onto the ground. This time, he did draw a knife, but didn't throw it. A good thing, too, as the winged teen seemed to be allied with Thor. "Sorry," he said, putting the blade back. "Like I was saying, we're all in unfamiliar territory."

"Thomas!" Thor exclaimed, clasping the boy in the shoulder. "It is good to see a familiar face. This is…Maes. Military man, I would assume." Thor turned to introduce the odd man to Thomas, although struggling to remember his name. He had never heard of this "Amestris" before and the situation they were currently in only made the knot of stress in his chest worse.

Jem wasn't there. And Will wasn't in the Institute anymore. He jumped to his feet, lightly tracing an iratze to take care of the ache. He stopped, looked around, and realized he could hear voices. He silently walked towards them, trying to see through the foliage. He arrive on the edge of a clearing. A man in some sort of military uniform stood in front of him.
Will took out his seraph blade and in one almost invisible move pinned the man to a tree trunk, blade at his throat.
"Who are you, sir?" Will asked in a quiet, threatening voice.

(this was aiming for Maes is that OK?)

(Oof can relate)

Maes struggled a little bit. Dammit… "I could ask you the same thing. I'd probably do it in a less threatening way, though. Piss less people off."

"Thomas!" Thor exclaimed, clasping the boy in the shoulder. "It is good to see a familiar face. This is…Maes. Military man, I would assume." Thor turned to introduce the odd man to Thomas, although struggling to remember his name. He had never heard of this "Amestris" before and the situation they were currently in only made the knot of stress in his chest worse.

Thomas sighed with relief, "It is," he agreed before turning to Maes, "What's his gig?" he quipped, acting like he cared for but a moment before turning back to the God of thunder, "Do you know if anyone survived?" he asked quietly, "I was fighting with Bucky, Myra, and Wanda, then they were just…. gone," he said, his throat tight

(Oof can relate)

Maes struggled a little bit. Dammit… "I could ask you the same thing. I'd probably do it in a less threatening way, though. Piss less people off."

Will didn't flinch or loosen his grip. "My aim is not likeability. Who are you?"

Will didn't flinch or loosen his grip. "My aim is not likeability. Who are you?"

Thomas' head snapped around, "Okay hey guys. Hi, I'm Thomas, this is Thor, now we know each other and we can put away the weapons, yeah?" he walked forward, his wings unfurled, "No need for this, the world was just desecrated. Sir, with the knife, kindly put it away please thank you." one hand reached for one of the swords buckled to his own belt in case something happened

Will looked over at the winged man, Thomas, but still didn't move his knife. He pressed down slightly harder on Maes's throat.
"I will not move my knife until I understand where I am and who you are," he said brusquely, examining his surroundings— this didn't look like London.

Percy got to his feet, Shaking the grogginess out of his head he pulled out and uncapped his pen, *Ok so where am I now?" he asked himself while trying not to freak out. He wandered off into the woods hoping he could find something to tell him where he was…
(If someone wants to have Percy bump into a random group thats fine..)

Hermione finished her report on the effects if Gillyweed and sighed. Even though she liked learning, Gillyweed wasnt something she would choose to write about. She packed up her supplies and started walking to the dorms. While waiting for the stairs to change, she noticed a small white glow coming from the corner of her eye. She looked at it and realized it was a shard of white stone. "I best take this to Professor Mcgonagall before something bad happens to this." She said and went to grab it. The second she touched it, she found herself falling into some warm sand.
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Violet Baudelaire knew better than to push her sister in a closet , but the squeaky floor board in the abandoned house they were staying at reminded her of Count Olaf. She heard Sunny shriek in outrage but didn't let her out. Once she realized it was only her brother Klaus, she opened the door to see Sunny looking at a small white shard . "Sunny dont touch that!" Both she and Klaus said before they all woke up on a beach groaning.

Something like amusement passed over Thor's features. This youth with the knife, Will, reminded him of a teen Loki. His heart twinged. Dammit. Thomas was attempting to reason with the boy and the military man was struggling beneath his knife. All around seemed like a normal day at the Asgardian dinner table, but Thor remembered that most midguardians didn't appreciate playful violence. He stepped up to the boy, Will and yanked his arm away from Maes' throat. He lifted will clean off his feet and held him suspended in the air before addressing everyone else.

"Now is no time for…shenanigans." He borrowed a word from Tony for a moment. "We are all here by some mystic force. I believe it wise to search for a solution together. We are not enemies." The last part was directed at the youth dangling by his wrist in Thor's fist. "Understood?"

(If percy wants to bump into my 4 characters go ahead!!)

Will inhaled sharply as he was lifted off the ground by the last member of the group, Thor. Will didn't say a word, didn't make a sound as Thor held above the ground, just held Thor's stare.

"Thanks," Maes said to Thor, glad to be able to catch an unrestricted breath. "I agree, we should figure out what's going on." I'll have to make sure we go and find Hunk, too. Maybe not right now, but it wouldn't be the best to just leave him here. If people are popping out of vortexes left and right, he might be in trouble.

Hunk looked at the girl. "Being 100% honest here, I have no clue. And I'm guessing they–" he nodded in the direction of the man and the teenage boy's direction–"don't know either."

(Sorry, I didn't see your posts…I'll edit)

Thor quirked an eyebrow at the youth. "By the gods you are stubborn." His stare hardened and lighting flickered in his eyes. "I have asked if you understand me, boy. That requires an answer."