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Chapter 8 - Chapter 8: Rise of the New Order

Jurassic World – Isla Nublar

The sky was crimson at dawn as Athan's stealth jet descended over the lush island. Below, Jurassic World had long been abandoned after multiple disasters—but that was before the true heir returned.

With him stood Hermione, Luna, Draco, and Commander Kayla, a loyal S.H.I.E.L.D. agent assigned by Nick Fury. Behind them, a squad of Power Rangers in their upgraded armor and a team of elite Wakandan tech officers waited for instructions.

"Unlock Vault Omega," Athan commanded.

Hidden beneath the ruined control center, biometric scanners lit up at his touch. A vault opened—revealing a stasis field around five cloned dragons and genetically modified dinosaurs—raptors fused with Spartan and Kryptonian DNA, and a single T-Rex with glowing blue veins, nicknamed:

Project Aetherianus.

Hermione whispered, "You really are rebuilding the world."

Athan nodded. "Not just rebuilding. We're changing the future."

Elsewhere – The Fortress of Solitude

Superman stood before the console as a Kryptonian AI activated.

"Heir detected: Kal-El bloodline intersecting with Avalon, Rome, and Atlantis."

"Scanning… Match confirmed. Bloodline: Athan Allen Wood – Son of Albion. House of El Recognizes the Heir."

Superman's eyes widened.

"He's one of us."

London – New Royal Council

In a secret war chamber beneath Buckingham Palace, the New Order gathered:

Queen Elizabeth II, wearing ceremonial magical armor.

Wonder Woman, now Athan's Amazonian ambassador.

Nick Fury, representing S.H.I.E.L.D.

Tony Stark, representing the Avengers and Stark Industries.

Shuri, head of science and Wakandan diplomacy.

Batman, silent and analytical.

Professor X, representing the new Mutant Accord.

Jason Cody, from the Animal Kingdom, watching protectively.

A hologram of Athan appeared.

"I'm activating Protocol Genesis," he said. "The world has been broken by secrets and lies. It's time the rightful heirs reclaim their place—and remake everything."

Wonder Woman bowed her head slightly. "Then the Age of False Gods… ends with Dumbledore."

Hogwarts – The Final Crack

Dumbledore, imprisoned in a magical cell in the Ministry, screamed as the prophecy vault shattered.

The true prophecy floated out and played aloud:

"He who holds the blood of gods, kings, stars, and shadows shall rise before the final dusk. Not born, but chosen. Not chosen, but made. The child with a thousand thrones shall remake the realms—and none shall chain him."

"He is not the weapon. He is the end."

The Wizengamot stood in stunned silence.

Jurassic World – Throne of Beasts

That night, Athan stood before the newly awakened creatures of his domain. Velociraptors bowed. Dragons flared their wings. Project Aetherianus roared.

Athan raised the Trident of Atlantis, the Elder Wand, and his custom Power Morpher.

"I am Athan Allen Wood. Heir of Olympus. Inheritor of Krypton. Ruler of Atlantis. True King of Jurassic."

"This world is broken. Now, we rebuild it with power, with justice, and with flame."

The ground shook.

Above him, dozens of Portals opened—Tony's tech, Strange's magic, Stargate wormholes, and more.

All leading to the next mission:

To unite every legacy. Every power. Every world.

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