Bruce: The Multiverse isn't just theoretical anymore. After everything that happened with Dr. Strange and Wanda, we confirmed its existence. Different realities. Different versions of us. Some are almost identical. Others are… wildly different.
Sam: How different are we talking?
Bruce: There's a world where Tony Stark never became Iron Man. One where you never took up the shield. Even a world where Steve Rogers stayed in the 1940s and never came back. Every decision creates a branching path. Every choice leads to a new world.
Sam: The Leader said I'd have to save our world from another me. What did he mean?
Bruce (sighing): That's the problem. The other worlds are going to collide with each other very soon. The only way to save one world is by destroying the other. But here's the catch—the main problem is us. The Avengers or other superheroes from the alternate world will try to defend theirs, just as we would. To destroy their world, they may try to destroy ours first.
Bruce pauses, his expression grim.
Bruce: That's what the Leader is warning you about. According to my initial calculations, there's still plenty of time before the collisions happen. However, calculating the exact moment is difficult. The timelines are unstable and constantly shifting. Since you came here with this problem, I'll run more precise calculations to narrow it down.
Sam listens intently, his mind swirling with the gravity of the situation.
Sam: How do we prepare for something like this?
Bruce: First, we need to figure out which universes are the most likely to collide with ours. Then, we'll need to understand the alternate versions of ourselves. Their strengths, weaknesses—and their motivations.
Sam: And if we come face to face with them?
Bruce: You'll need to be ready for anything. Some of them may be allies. Others… not so much. But remember this: just because they're versions of us doesn't mean they share our ideals. In a battle for survival, anything is possible.
The weight of Bruce's words settles in the room. Both men know that the path ahead will be fraught with danger and difficult choices.
Bruce: I'll start running the calculations. Stay ready, Sam. The Multiverse doesn't wait for anyone.
Sam nods, a determined expression on his face as he stands.
Sam: Thanks, Bruce. Let me know the moment you find anything.
As Sam leaves, Bruce walks over to a table covered in advanced scientific instruments and starts his work. The scene fades out as the stakes of their mission become clear.
[To Be Continued]