Race Against The Darkness

Life Is Strange: Race Against The Darkness (also known simply as Race Against The Darkness) is a superhero film based on the video game franchise of the same name. The film is a prequel to Chronicle and Life Is Strange: The Guardian and serves as a film continuation of Young Avengers: Reactivated

Synopsis
An epic but deadly adventure begins, mixing extraordinary but uncontrollable powers, peaceful life becoming nightmarish, unshakable friendship but cosmic and tragic destiny. America Chavez finds herself propelled into the unknown universe where she will have to protect her male alternate-self 12-year-old Matt Garetty from a dark fate. This adventure will herald the beginning of "The Guardian" but also the end of America Chavez, maybe even... death.

Plot
LONG PLOT


 * Prologue

Many years ago, in a peaceful moment filled with mystery, Anna Garetty stood alongside her son Matt. They sat together, in the comforting warmth of their home, ready to share a precious moment. Anna was smiling tenderly at Matt, her eyes sparkling with excitement and memories.

"Matt," Anna began in a soft, melodious voice, "I'm going to tell you an extraordinary story, a story that takes place in another world. A world beyond our imagination."

Matt stared into his mother's eyes with obvious curiosity, eagerly awaiting the rest of the story. He knew that his mother's stories were always filled with incredible adventures.

Anna continued, captivating her son with her words: "Your father and I discovered something wonderful, something miraculous. It was a door, hidden in the farthest corners of our garden. A door that led us to an enchanted realm, where magic and wonder mingled in every particle of air."

Matt's eyes widened in astonishment. He imagined the mysterious door and the wonders that awaited him on the other side.

“We encountered fantastical creatures and beings with extraordinary powers,” Anna continued, carrying Matt into her tale. "It was as if everything we had known until then was just a glimpse of the infinite reality that stretched out before us."

"What was on the other side of that door?" Matt asked eagerly.

Anna gently caressed her son's cheek and said tenderly, "Honey, I'm tired now. Let me fall asleep and I promise you I'll tell you the rest of this incredible adventure next time. It's a story worth telling in full detail, and I want you to hear it in its entirety."

Matt nodded, though slightly disappointed that he didn't know the end of the story that night. But he knew his mother had magical stories to share and he would still have plenty of time to listen to them.

Years later, America Chavez suddenly woke up in a field of grass, disoriented and with a headache. She sat up, becoming aware of her surroundings, and was relieved to find that she still had her bag containing her gadgets and Vishanti's necklace, precious possessions that aided her in her adventures.

As she got to her feet, a feeling of worry washed over her when she noticed that she was apparently on the property of a castle. Her instinct told her she wasn't welcome here. Before she could even think about her situation, shots rang out and snipers came after her. Bullets whizzed through the air, but America managed to dodge deftly, feeling the wind of the projectiles brush against her skin.

Realizing that she was in imminent danger, America made the quick decision to escape. She displayed her exceptional skills, moving with grace and agility to evade the gunfire of the pursuing guards. Their bullets missed their target every time, a testament to his incredible mastery of movement and unwavering luck.

America ran through the manicured castle gardens

America Chavez arrived in a part of town where a mysterious man named Higgs, with short hair and a black raincoat, was greeted by locals who opened the way for him. Intrigued, America watched the scene, mingling discreetly with the curious crowd that gathered around the public square.

Higgs, in an authoritative voice and with an American accent, commented on the beauty of the day. He proclaimed that everyone's job was to transform the earth into a true paradise. Then, cryptically, he asked, "Who wants to go first?"

A random man stepped forward, attracted by Higgs' haunting words. The latter welcomed him warmly, congratulating the man for offering his soul for judgment, “waiting to serve our goddess even before she wakes up”. Higgs took the man's hands, beginning a ritual to judge him in the name of their "Makers", the unknown deities. The eyes of America and the other townspeople were glued to the Higgs scale tattoo on his right arm, which shone faintly. Higgs eventually declared the man "a good man" and congratulated him.

Meanwhile, the guards continued to search for America among the onlookers. America felt increasingly nervous as Higgs revealed her own name. Suddenly, a woman appeared in front of Higgs, and America noticed that the woman's scaled tattoo of scales flipped to one side and turned red. This made America feel uneasy, but she remained silent, watching the scene unfold.

Higgs apologized to the woman, who was subjected to merciless judgment. Under America's horrified eyes, the woman succumbed and collapsed lifeless. The inhabitants quickly carried away his body.

The armed guards, who were pursuing America, approached Higgs and told him that the unknown girl was present. As America attempted to sneak away, Higgs called out to her, ordering her to stop.

The suspense was palpable as Higgs stared at America, and the crowd began to turn, curious gazes on the mysterious young woman.

America found herself face to face with the crowd swarming around her, listening intently to every word Higgs said. Caught off guard, she decided to lie, claiming that she was simply a big fan of Higgs, admiring his charisma and his vision of heaven. She hoped to blend into the crowd and escape discreetly.

As she tried to walk away, America was interrupted by Higgs who called out her name, revealing that he knew who she really was. He asked her to return the necklace she was wearing, but America flatly refused, knowing that this necklace was of crucial importance to her. She remembered Higgs and his role in Matt Garetty's Unknown Universe.

The situation became tense, and America made the decision to flee. However, the crowd pressed on her, seeking to force her necklace away. In a gesture of resistance, America defended herself and managed to regain possession of her precious necklace. She then fled, determined to escape the followers of Higgs who were relentlessly chasing her.

America used her power to create portals by punching her in an attempt to escape, but something didn't work as expected. She hurt her hand trying, and a sharp pain made her exclaim, "Ouch! Again?!"

That simple word, "again", abruptly reminded her that she had returned to the unknown universe of Matt Garetty, where she had already ventured before. The realization hit her hard as she realized she was once again trapped in this strange and mysterious world.

America attempted to escape in a van, hoping to outrun her pursuers on the road. However, the latter continued to chase her, determined to catch up with her. America fought back valiantly, using her powers and skill to attack the attackers around her.

But as the tension mounted, an unexpected event occurred. The cupcake van had a sudden and devastating crash, knocking America into a ravine. In a moment of darkness and confusion, 12-year-old Matt woke up abruptly in his classroom. He thought the whole frantic chase was just a realistic nightmare, feeling temporary relief.


 * ACT 1:

Matt is still struggling to cope with the tragic death of his mother five years ago in a devastating accident. The loss of his mother left a deep emotional wound within him, and he still struggles to cope with this painful reality.

Her unspoken grief often manifests in disrespectful behavior towards her father, Chris, and her teacher, Emily. Matt often feels overwhelmed by his emotions, and he sometimes uses the "tough guy" attitude to hide his vulnerability. He is frustrated that his life has been turned upside down and he has lost the most important person to him.

With his father, Matt can be reluctant to share his feelings or show affection, preferring to maintain an emotional distance. He can sometimes be angry or rebellious, expressing his pain in an awkward way. Chris, who himself is going through grief, often feels helpless in the face of the situation, seeking to connect with his son despite the difficulties.

In class, Matt can act as a defiant towards his teacher, Emily. He may adopt a disinterested or cynical demeanor, seeking to hide his sadness and pain behind a facade of detachment. Emily, who notices Matt's potential and sensitivity, tries to encourage and support him despite his disruptive behavior.

The loss of his mother has affected Matt deeply, and he is searching for answers and healing. He needs time, support and understanding to deal with his pain and find a way to rebuild himself emotionally.

Matt was home alone, his father, Chris, having gone on a date with Emily, his teacher. He was upset by this situation, feeling left out and misunderstood. That's when their dog, Hawking, escaped outside and started running. Matt, without thinking, ran after him, trying to catch up with him.

As he followed the dog, Matt was surprised to see a star symbol, creating a strange and disturbing atmosphere. He heard something in his father's garage. It was there that he discovered a stranger seated, a gunshot wound to the abdomen. It was America, the one he had met before in his other universe.

Matt, surprised and confused, tells America that he was 12 years old. She understood then that she was indeed in Matt's universe, but in the year 2002. The pieces of the puzzle began to fit together. After somehow patching herself up inside the house, America tried to remind Matt of their previous encounter, but he couldn't remember anything. However, he realized he was talking to his other self, America Chavez.

In the moments that followed, America explained to Matt that when she returned to her own universe, their memories would reconcile and it's likely he wouldn't remember meeting her. This explained why Matt had no memory of her in her current reality.

The suspense of this strange and captivating situation intensified. Matt and America found themselves embroiled in a situation that was beyond their comprehension. The answers to their questions lay somewhere between dimensions, times, and their own memories. The rest of their adventure promised to be filled with mysteries and discoveries.

Chris and Emily returned home after their dinner at the restaurant. Matt was under stress, trying to hide America so they wouldn't find her. Chris, puzzled by his son's strange behavior, asked if there was a problem. Matt, trying to hide the truth, replied reassuringly that everything was fine, if not better than usual.

Before Emily left the house, she informed Matt and Chris that they would have another date tomorrow morning, which meant Matt wouldn't have to go to school. Matt wanted to protest, but America, still hiding, gave him a punch to convince him to take advantage of this opportunity. Reluctantly, Matt agreed, which deeply disgusted him.

Once Emily was gone, Chris and Matt settled on the couch, completely unaware of the presence of America lurking below. Chris expressed to Matt that he was happy to see that this time he seemed to be doing better. As he tried to make a more rude comment, America, still concealed, gave him a discreet knock to interrupt him. Matt, annoyed by the secret beatings he was getting, lightly punched the couch (and therefore, America), telling his dad that he was trying to get back to peak form.

Chris, completely unaware of what was going on under the couch, headed to his bedroom to get into bed. It was then that a bewildered Matt spoke to America, asking, "How did you know what I was going to say?" America, with a teasing tone, replied, "With your stupid face, I can predict what kind of bullshit you were going to say." Annoyed by her words, Matt gave another bang on the couch, finally relieving his frustration. "Ow," America moaned, rubbing where she'd been hit.


 * ACT 2:

The next day, after getting treated, America tells Matt, "I'm going to go to the pharmacy to get treated." Matt looked at her puzzled and said, "Are you going to go dressed like that?" America replied confidently, "What's the matter?" Matt replied, "Well, I don't know. Maybe someone could easily spot you with those outfits, which are way too flashy in my humble opinion, and then they smell like smoke."

America considered this remark and decided to take Matt's advice. She opened Matt's mother's closet in search of suitable clothes. As she searched, America asked, "How long has it been since your mother's accident?" Matt, looking sad, replied, "About two and a half years ago."

America expressed her surprise, saying, "You and your dad still haven't cleaned out his closet." Matt looked down and admitted, "Every day when I wake up I think I'm going to miss her again, but I haven't yet. I can't fill the void that she let."

Matt laid eyes on a photo that contained an image of America at the age of 7 alongside his two mothers. A mixture of nostalgia and sadness took hold of him. Matt quietly asked America, "Do you miss them?"

America, staring at the picture with a wistful gaze, replied, "I don't know why, but I'd rather not talk about it." It was a sensitive and emotionally charged subject for her, and she preferred to keep her intimate memories to herself.

This scene revealed a painful part of Matt's life and the impact the loss of his mother had had on him. It was also a vulnerable moment where America and Matt shared their deepest feelings. They were getting closer t slowly, supporting each other in their personal trials.

While America was in the shower, Matt sat down with Hawking, their faithful dog, and began to discuss the strange situation they were in. He wondered about himself, wondering why he was the only one who remembered the last meeting with America, while she seemed to have amnesia about it.

Matt scratched his head and said to Hawking, "It's so weird, you know. She's totally different from me. She's sure of herself and she thinks she's a comedian, whereas I...I'm just me, I guess." The dog looked at Matt puzzled, not quite understanding the complexity of his master's thoughts.

Meanwhile, America was finishing dressing in the bathroom. As she was wiping her face with a towel, she suddenly saw the reflection of a white lady who appeared behind her in the mirror. Startled, she turned around abruptly, but she had already disappeared.

America felt a shiver run down her spine. She knew something dangerous and mysterious was about to happen, and her presence in this world troubled her deeply. She wondered what he wanted from her and why he had appeared in the mirror.

While keeping this encounter to herself, America pulled herself together and prepared to exit the bathroom. She was determined to uncover the truth about Higgs and protect Matt no matter what danger awaited them. This unexpected new encounter strengthened her resolve to find a way to return home and solve the mysteries of this strange world.

Some time later, the duo find themselves in a library, trying to find information about the multiverse. However, despite their efforts, they find nothing relevant except general concepts about the universe and spacetime. While Matt flipped through books, America focused on her own research into the mysterious "White Lady."

Matt: Why are you leaning on this "White Lady"?

America: You're not going to believe me, but I ran into one in the bathroom and now she's gone.

Matt raised an eyebrow, slightly puzzled by America's story.

Matt: A "White Lady" in the bathroom? Seriously ? Are you sure it wasn't just your imagination playing tricks on you?

America: No, I swear it's true. She was there, I saw her distinctly. A figure in a white robe. And then, suddenly, she was no longer there.

Matt: It's weird. But, why are you looking for information on this? Do you think this has anything to do with what's going on?

America: Honestly, I have no idea. Could be totally unrelated, but I'd rather be sure. Maybe this "White Lady" has a part to play in all of this.

Matt: If you say so. If not, who is Lisa?

America: Ah, we're not getting into that.

Matt: Hey, she's my fiancée too.

America (sarcasm): Ah, that changes everything.

Matt: Thank you.

America ends up explaining her history with Lisa.

Matt: Wow! It's romantic.

America (smiles slightly): Thank you.

Matt took a bite of the chicken, considering all the pending questions.

Matt: I still can't find any info on the "Multiversal"...

America: Multiverse.

Matt: Whatever. It's very complex. (He continues to eat chicken)

America: Look, the multiverse exists and it's very dangerous. There are plenty of dangers everywhere...

Matt (interrupts America while eating chicken): Sorry, when one of my teachers explains something, I eat.

America rolled her eyes.

America: Anyway, like I said...

She continued to explain the complex concepts of the multiverse, trying to capture Matt's attention even though she knew his concern for the chicken was obvious. Matt, despite his momentary distractions, tried to focus on what America was telling him, trying to understand the complex and potentially dangerous nature of the multiverse.

They plunged into a serious discussion, interspersed with moments of levity and sarcasm, trying to pierce the veil of mysteries that surrounded them.

Matt: You're telling me someone created the multiverse. For what ?

America looked at Matt with a mixture of seriousness and thought, trying to find the right words to explain this complex idea.

America: Yes. Well, this is a question that does not have a simple answer. The reasons why the multiverse was created can be extremely varied, depending on theories and beliefs. Some believe it is the result of a natural and random process, others believe in higher entities or forces that orchestrated its existence.

She paused, letting the thoughts settle in Matt's mind.

America: Imagine the multiverse like a huge jigsaw puzzle with infinite pieces. Each reality, each dimension, each choice we make, forms one of these pieces. Maybe someone or something created this puzzle, for reasons beyond our current understanding.

Matt: It's hard to imagine.

America: Apparently there are people who say there is a supreme being up there who created all of this.

Matt: God created all of this.

America: Yeah, well I call him "He-Above-All".

Matt tilted his head, looking intrigued by this new term.

Matt: "He-above-all"? That's an interesting way to name it. Why do you choose this term?

America: Well, the word "God" is loaded with so many different associations and connotations in different cultures and beliefs. By using "He-Above-All" I attempt to describe this idea of a higher entity that is beyond our human comprehension, beyond the limits of our concepts and our words.

Matt: It's true, "God" can mean so many different things to different people. “He-Above-All” encompasses the idea that this entity is on top of everything, beyond what we can comprehend.

America: Exactly. It's a way for me to acknowledge that there may be something greater that gave birth to the multiverse, but at the same time, it's an acknowledgment of our ignorance as to its real nature.

Matt: I like that perspective. This makes things less dogmatic and more open to personal interpretation.

America: That's the idea. Everyone can find their own meaning in this term, depending on their own experience and beliefs.

America stood up and announced that she was going to the bathroom, leaving Matt alone in the library. While she was away, a man approached Matt, drawn to the books and research he was doing.

Man: Hi there. I noticed you seemed pretty focused on those books. Are you looking for something specific?

Matt: Oh, hi. Yeah, we're trying to find information on the multiverse. It's quite complex.

Man: The multiverse, huh? It is a fascinating subject, indeed. There are so many theories and ideas about this notion. Are you doing research for school?

Matt: Not really, it's more for...personal stuff.

Man: Understood. The personal stuff can sometimes be the most important. Tell me, how did you hear about the multiverse? It's pretty sharp as a subject.

Matt: It's... complicated. Let's say I met someone who knows a lot about it. It is difficult to explain.

Man: I understand. Sometimes it's better to keep some things to yourself. I myself have a fascination with existential and philosophical questions. You can never really know everything, can you?

Matt: Exactly. There are so many things that we don't really understand.

Man: Well, if you have any questions or want to discuss these topics, I'd be happy to share my thoughts. I am a lover of philosophy and theories of reality.

Matt: Thanks, I'll keep that in mind.

Matt instantly recognized those words, as he had heard them in a nightmare before. His heart sank as he realized that voice was familiar to him. The man standing in front of him was actually Higgs!

Higgs: Hello, Matt.

Before Matt could react, America came back from the bathroom, and upon seeing Higgs, she immediately understood the situation. Wasting no time, she rushed towards him and attacked Higgs with determination.

America: Matt, come on!

Matt, bewildered and shocked by this revelation, quickly got up from his chair and joined America. It was obvious that Higgs was a danger to them, and he couldn't ignore that troubling reality.

The sound of the fight fills the library as America does her best to keep Higgs in check. Matt, meanwhile, stood ready to react if necessary, trying to figure out what was going on and how Higgs got here. The tension was mounting rapidly, and it was clear that their quest to understand the multiverse had led to far more dangerous stakes than they had expected.

Matt ran out of the library, and with a shot of adrenaline, he managed to get through the door just in time. However, much to her concern, the library's security tripped and the door slammed shut, leaving America trapped inside with Higgs.

Higgs: (smiling) Nice to see you again, "Ms. America."

Matt, out of breath and worried about America, stared helplessly at the closed door. His heart was racing, realizing he had to do something to help America.

Matt: America!

America, who remained inside, showed no sign of fear. Her expression was determined and she knew she had to fight for her survival. She stared at Higgs intently.

America: (to Matt) Run!

Matt, with great reluctance, decided to take America's advice. He began to run away from the library, keeping in mind that he had to find help to rescue America.

Meanwhile, inside the library, America and Higgs faced each other. The danger was palpable, but America was willing to do whatever it took to break free and find Matt. An intense battle was about to unfold, as the stakes soared.

Higgs stood in front of America, a cocky smile on his face as he confronted her.

Higgs: (sarcastically) I'll be honest with you, I was expecting Doctor Strange or someone less powerful. But hey, we'll stick with you.

America stared at Higgs with determination, refusing to show any fear.

America: Why did you send me to this universe?

Higgs shrugged casually.

Higgs: I didn't do anything.

America was skeptical, not believing his words so easily.

America: So who?

Higgs: (sincerely) I don't know. Believe me or not, but I'm not behind this. Someone else played with the tricks of the multiverse to land you here.

America narrowed her eyes, trying to unravel the mystery behind Higgs' words.

America: So what do you want?

Higgs was silent for a moment, watching America with a mixture of interest and curiosity.

Higgs: For now, I just want to have fun. The multiverse is a complex web, and I enjoy watching how things unfold as you pull the threads through it. You, for example. You're an interesting anomaly in this reality.

America didn't blink, looking stoic despite the impending danger.

America: And what do you plan to do next?

Higgs: Oh, you'll see. For now, enjoy your stay here. Who knows what the future holds for you?

Higgs: Fire.

Higgs' words echoed around the room, and America knew she had no time to waste. Her instincts kicked in as she spotted a Higgs soldier who was ready to shoot her. Without hesitation, she skillfully dodged the trajectory of the shot and launched herself towards the soldier, determined to neutralize the threat.

With impressive agility, America attacked the soldier with a series of precise and quick movements. His combat skills allowed him to gain the advantage, quickly disarming the soldier and putting him out of harm's way.

While the soldier was down, America knew she had to act fast. She searched for a way to escape the room, her eyes quickly scanning the surroundings in search of the best exit. She spotted a window nearby and decided it was her best option.

Wasting no time, she walked to the window and managed to open it in record time. The fresh air from outside entered the room, giving him a sense of hope. Before anyone could catch up with her, she slipped out the window and landed nimbly outside.

Meanwhile, Matt was running as fast as he could, trying to put as much distance between himself and the library as possible. However, something didn't seem quite right. He noticed passers-by staring at him in a strange way, as if they recognized him, but he couldn't understand why.

His instinct for self-preservation kicked into high gear as gunshots rang out in the distance. Fear gripped him, and without thinking, he kept running trying to find a safe place. The streets seemed increasingly dark and confusing, and he wasn't sure who he could trust.

Matt could hear his own heartbeat ringing in his ears as he pushed his way through the crowd. He didn't know exactly what was going on, but one thing was certain: he had to run.

The streets seemed more and more labyrinthine, and Matt realized he was far from his comfort zone. He had to find a place to hide, to collect his thoughts and understand what was going on around him. The city he thought he knew seemed to have taken an unexpected and threatening turn.

Matt rushed to the nearest restaurant, his heart pounding as panic reigned in the streets. People were fleeing in all directions from the gunfire, and Matt was desperately looking for a place to hide and get to safety. He hid in a dark corner of the restaurant, trying to catch his breath while listening to the chaotic noises outside.

As he was hiding, an enemy approached him, and Matt felt a rush of adrenaline in his body. Just when he thought all was lost, America made a dramatic entrance. She suddenly appeared and, with incredible efficiency, neutralized the menacing people who approached Matt.

America's quick and precise actions left Matt stunned. Not only was she a competent fighter, but she seemed to know the dangers around him and acted to protect him.

The enemies were lying on the ground, and Matt realized that America had created an opportunity for him to come out of hiding. He cautiously emerged from his hiding place, glancing gratefully at America.

Matt: (breathlessly) Thank you. I don't know what's going on here, but...

America: No time for explanations now. We must leave here before others arrive. Follow me.

Without waiting, America started moving, and Matt quickly followed her. They ran through the streets, avoiding danger and trying to find a safe place to regroup and discuss the situation. Uncertainty reigned, but Matt was determined to follow America and figure out what was going on in this strange and troubled world.

Chris: (enters the room) Matt, what's going on here? You weren't supposed to go out today.

Matt: Dad, let me explain. This girl, America, she... she's special. You have to trust me.

Chris: Special how? Who is she ?

Matt: I'll show you. America, show him.

America: (hesitantly) Alright. (activates his powers)

Chris: (surprised) The multiverse?

Matt: What are you talking about, dad?

Chris watches the two heroes how to eat. they are identical. Except that America is in her twenties and has a girl while her son is a boy and only 12 years old.

Chris: Wait, wait a minute. How can you be so sure this is all multiverse related? I mean, I've never encountered concrete evidence of the multiverse before.

America: I understand your skepticism, Chris. But the multiverse is a theoretical concept that postulates the existence of multiple parallel universes, each with its own physical laws and realities. As an interdimensional traveler, I have witnessed the existence of these different worlds and their complex interactions.

Matt: Wait, so you mean my mom, Anna, knew about the multiverse too? Why didn't she ever tell me?

Chris: Matt, your history with the multiverse is complicated. When I met Anna, we were both hunters of supernatural creatures. We investigated paranormal phenomena related to legends and monsters that escaped from his own world. But she never told me about the multiverse. I think she wanted to protect you, give you a normal life.

America: Chris, men are looking for me, and we need to get out of here as soon as possible.

Chris: Alright.

Pressed for time, former S.W.A.T member Chris prepares false identities in a safe with cash and weapons. Matt and America ask him about this safe.

Matt: Wait, Dad, what are you doing with that safe? Why do you have false identities, money and weapons?

Chris: Look, I'll be honest. Before I met your mother, I was a member of S.W.A.T. I have been involved in sensitive and dangerous operations. I learned to prepare for all kinds of situations, including those that could threaten our safety.

America: So you have all of this planned out already? You know we could be in danger?

Chris: Not exactly. I didn't know he would be involved in multiverse issues. But I am always prepared to deal with potential threats, and I have taken precautions to ensure our safety.

Matt: Does that mean we're going to have to hide? For how long ?

Chris: I don't know exactly how long it will last, but we have to be ready to adapt. The Vault contains resources and alternate identities that could help keep us safe if we are forced into hiding. Weapons are there as a last resort, to protect us if necessary.

The tension is palpable as Chris reveals his past and the steps he has taken to deal with the current situation. Matt and America begin to realize that their peaceful lives took a dangerous and uncertain turn. They must now trust Chris to guide them through these difficult times.

Finally alone, Matt asks Chris why he didn't say anything.

Matt: Dad, why didn't you tell us about your past? Why did you choose to leave all those adventures behind to live a quiet life?

Chris: My son, I wanted to protect you. After the death of your mother, I wanted you to have a normal life, without worrying about the dangers and the fights that I had to face. I wanted you to grow up safe, surrounded by love and stability.

Matt: I understand you wanted to protect me, but I feel like I missed something. I felt lost and angry after mom died, and I behaved badly. I'm sorry.

Chris: Matt, you don't have to apologize. His loss was difficult for all of us, and I understand that you felt pain and confusion. I am here for you, always.

Matt: We are a team, right?

Chris: Absolutely, my son. A family.

The two look at each other with a mixture of love and determination, ready to face the challenges that lie ahead. They know they must stick together and face their past to build a better future.

As Matt, Chris, America and their faithful dog Hawking find themselves in a dangerous situation, shots suddenly ring out. They all throw themselves to the ground for shelter.

Chris: Everyone, stay low and cover up!

They approach each other, seeking temporary shelter behind a nearby parked car. The shooting continues, creating a palpable tension in the air.

Chris: We have to get out of here

Chris draws a gun from his safe and begins returning fire. Matt and America take cover behind the car, keeping an eye on their father while looking for an opportunity to counterattack.

Matt: Dad, what do we do now?

Chris: Our best option is to find a way out. There is an alley a few meters from here. We must go there and try to outrun our pursuers.

They take advantage of a moment's respite from the gunfire to rush to the adjacent alley, using the cars as cover. Bullets whistle nearby, but they manage to reach the relative safety of the alley.

Chris: Let's stick together and stay alert. We have to find a way to escape from this situation.

They fight their way through the alley, looking for ways to get around their pursuers and find a safe haven. Their minds are filled with uncertainty, but their determination to survive and protect theirs is stronger than ever.

Their adventure has only just begun, and they are ready to face all the obstacles that stand in their way. In the darkness of the alley, they move forward together, determined to overcome this ordeal and reveal the mysteries that surround them.

As Chris lies knocked out on the ground, America positions herself in front of Matt and Hawking, ready to face their assailants. She draws her special sword, shining with an intense glow.

Matt: I told you it was a lightsaber, silly.

America: It's not a lightsaber! America wields her sword deftly, slicing through the air with grace and precision. Lights flicker and sparks fly in all directions.

The fight continues

Chaos reigns as the chase continues and the attackers continue to harass Chris, Matt, America and Hawking. In a desperate attempt to defend herself, America throws herself into a fight against the attacker who can manipulate her skeleton, but her attacks seem ineffective.

Suddenly, the attacker crashes the heroes' car, trapping Chris inside. The situation becomes critical and Matt decides to use a gun to defend himself against the attackers. Meanwhile, America struggles to free Chris from the car.

Chris: What do they want from you, America?

America notices something the attackers seem to want at all costs, but she also realizes they want to capture Matt.

Chris looks at Matt with concern and asks America to save him, to protect him at all costs. Matt rushes over Chris, refusing to abandon his father in this critical situation.

America: Matt, we have to leave now!

Matt categorically refuses to abandon his father. Chris, despite the gravity of the situation, manages to speak with emotion.

Chris: Matt, I love you. Save yourself, protect yourself.

America, knowing they are out of time, pulls Matt away from the car, accompanied by Hawking, despite Matt's protests. Just as they pull away, the attacker sends a truck crashing hard into the car, causing a devastating explosion.

The explosion knocks out America, Hawking and Matt, knocking them unconscious as flames consume the scene.


 * ACT 3:

In a state of unconsciousness, Matt is enveloped in a disturbing flashback. Memories of her past come to the surface, revealing happy times and darker times.

He remembers bonding times with his father Chris, evenings spent playing board games and building scale models. Chris was always there to support and encourage him in his activities.

However, the flashback quickly takes a darker turn. Matt remembers a time of sadness and pain after the death of his mother, Anna. He remembers feeling a deep sense of loneliness and abandonment, and he often wondered why his father never told him about the multiverse and the existence of other dimensions.

The flashback shows Matt confronting his father with his pain and confusion, asking why he hadn't told him the truth. Chris, his face lined with grief, explains that he wanted to protect him, preserve his innocence, and provide him with a normal life without the dangers of the multiverse.

Matt's tormented memories blur as he recalls moments of anger and resentment toward his father. He now regrets being so hard on him and realizes how much Chris sacrificed for him.

The flashback ends abruptly when Matt regains consciousness, surrounded by the smoking rubble of the car.

In a frantic race, America, Matt and Hawking strive to outrun their pursuers. Tires squeal, sirens wail and bullets whiz through the air. The streets pass by quickly as the cars zigzag deftly through the traffic, narrowly escaping collisions.

Eventually, the car chase reaches its limits and turns into a thrilling run through the narrow streets of the city. America, armed with the gun, fights back with unparalleled skill, taking out one-by-one armed members of the pursuit team who dare approach them.

A particularly trained soldier proves to be a formidable adversary. The two fighters engage in a brutal and exhausting duel, exchanging blows and parries with increasing intensity.

In an unpredictable maneuver, the soldier manages to run America over with a car, taking the opportunity to try to go after Matt. But before he can act, Matt, driven by tenfold force, rushes towards a truck and directs it straight at the soldier, hitting him head-on.

The ensuing explosion marks the beginning of a new escape for our heroes. Matt rushes to America, who is badly injured but still determined to carry on. He supports her, helping her limp as they make their way through the crowded streets.

They manage to get out of the car just before it explodes, creating further chaos behind them. The urgency is palpable, and they must find a safe place to hide and tend to America's wounds.

As they blend into the crowd, another police chase begins, but our heroes are already far away, moving with agility and determination to escape their pursuers.

In a safe place where they can hide, America makes herself comfortable while Matt watches in concern at the gunshot wounds she has sustained. America gives him a reassuring smile and says:

America: Matt, I'm gonna need your help healing these wounds. I'll show you how, okay? Don't worry, it's not as hard as it sounds.

She then explains in detail how to clean the wounds, apply the bandages and use the medical supplies she bought at the pharmacy. America makes sure to give him clear instructions and answer all his questions.

After the treatment is over, America notices Matt glaring at her and remaining silent. She feels intrigued and concerned by his attitude. She decides to give him some space and lets him retreat to the bathroom so he can think and calm down.

America: Take your time, Matt. I'll be there if you need to talk.

She sits quietly, recovering from his injuries and wondering what could have caused this reaction in Matt. She knows it's important to respect his need for solitude and hopes he can share what's on his mind once he feels ready.

Matt looks at himself in the mirror, his face filled with anger and sadness. Flashbacks of difficult times with his father continue to haunt him, fueling his inner rage. In a fit of frustration, he slams his fist against the mirror, injuring his hand and causing it to bleed.

America walks into the room, seeing Matt's emotional state and the injury to his hand. His face expresses both sadness and frustration.

America: Matt, I understand you're angry and upset about everything that's happened. But hitting the mirror won't solve anything, it'll only make things worse.

Matt, still filled with anger, replies in an acerbic tone: I'm not a baby anymore, America. Children's stories, happy endings, it's all over. I know something is wrong and you are hiding something from me.

America, worried, replies in a trembling voice: Matt, you mustn't know. It's complicated and dangerous, I want to protect you.

Matt interrupts him abruptly, his gaze fixed and serious: Stop protecting me as if I were fragile. I am able to understand and face the truth. What are you hiding from me, America?

America, torn between her desire to protect Matt and the importance of the truth, lowers her eyes for a moment before replying in a weak voice: You must not know, Matt. It's better that way, believe me.

Matt, frustrated and hurt by the secrets, shakes his head and heads for the door: I can't stay here not knowing. I will find the answers myself.

He leaves the room, leaving America alone with her own torments and feeling like she's lost Matt's trust. An atmosphere of tension and mystery hangs in the air, as everyone confronts their own inner demons. The rest of their story remains uncertain, full of revelations to come.

America tries to reach Matt, but a projection of Higgs, the villain, appears in front of her. She looks at him with annoyance and seriousness, asking what he wants. Higgs tells her they need to talk privately. The two find themselves in an isolated room, where America stares at Higgs with determination.

America: Speak, Higgs. I don't have time to waste on your games.

Higgs: Oh, America, still so excited. But I'm going straight to the point. I want you to join me, you and Matt, in creating a new world, and I will grant you your dearest wish: to find out the truth about the death of your parents.

America frowns, her voice wary: I'm not interested in your empty promises, Higgs. And I don't trust you.

Higgs: Ah, but you see, that's where you're wrong. I didn't come to make you empty promises. I know you're not the most powerful in the multiverse, but Matt is. And I know all about his true nature and powers.

America remains on her guard, ready to challenge her words: What are you talking about? What is this so-called true nature of Matt?

Higgs smirks: Oh, it's a lot bigger than you think. Matt has immense potential, America. He is able to change everything, to reshape the multiverse as he pleases.

America shakes her head, refusing her words: I don't believe your lies. I'm not going to join you and betray everything I believe in.

Higgs glares at her intently: But America, you finally have the chance to find out the truth about your parents, about what really happened. You can find the cause, avenge them. And maybe even find them... Doesn't that matter to you?

AMERICA clenches her fists, fighting her emotions: Of course it matters to me, but I'm not going to sacrifice my principles for it. I won't let YOUR power and revenge corrupt my reason!

Higgs steps closer to her, his voice filled with veiled anger: If you're afraid you can never hope to understand, America, then how dare you wonder if Matt will trust you? You are responsible for his father's death, and you cannot escape this reality.

America, filled with deep sadness and anger, looks him straight in the eye: You don't know anything about me, Higgs. I fight to protect, even if it means facing my own demons. I'm not the selfish, indifferent person you claim I am.

Higgs raises his eyebrows, before mocking her sarcastically: Oh sure, America. You care so much for mortals, beyond yourself and that monster you don't want to recognize in yourself.

Before disappearing, Higgs glares at her one last time and shoots her a provocative question: If you were really confronted with what you are not, what kind of person would you show, America? Think about it.

And with that, Higgs passes out, leaving America alone in the room, tormented by the enemy's words and revelations. The inner battle between truth, loyalty and protection rages in her mind, as she wonders if she can ever find a balance between her personal quest and her duty to Matt and Hawking.

The next day, Matt, America, and Hawking sit in the car, heading to the airport to go to France, looking for Professor Ashland according to instructions left by Chris. The atmosphere is tense, and Matt remains silent, maintaining a calm distrust of America, even though she has introduced herself and apologized to him. He doesn't know yet if he will be able to trust her again.

America looks at Matt from time to time, sensing his lingering displeasure and distrust. She decides to break the silence, seeking to clarify things between them.

America: Matt, I know you have a hard time trusting me after what happened, and I understand why. I can't change the past, but I want you to know that I'm sincerely sorry for everything that happened and for the loss of your father.

Matt remains silent, keeping his gaze fixed straight ahead. He seems to be thinking deeply about his words.

America: I don't expect you to forgive me right away, and I know trust takes time to rebuild. But I want you to know that I'm here for you, to help you find answers, to protect you.

Matt sighs slightly, showing he's listening, but doesn't respond yet.

America: I understand that you have doubts, Matt. But know that I will do everything in my power to avenge to your father and find out the truth about what is happening. I'll never leave you alone.

Matt remains silent for a few more moments, then finally he turns his head slightly towards America.

Matt: Actions speak louder than words, America. I don't mind giving you a chance, but I'll be watching you closely. If you betray that trust, there will be no turning back.

America nods, understanding the seriousness of the situation.

America: I understand, Matt.

The two heroes continue their journey in silence, each thinking in their own way. The road ahead will be strewn with challenges and dangers, but they must find the strength to face adversity and lean on each other to move forward.

Hawking, faithful companion, huddles between the two, offering silent comfort in this tense moment.

Professor Martin Ashland, a middle-aged man of undeniable charisma, is an eminent scholar of history and the universe. Passionate about the mysteries and hidden knowledge of the world, he devotes his life to research and teaching.

That day, in Paris, he finished his captivating course on the universe, exploring the various scientific theories on the creation and evolution of our reality. He shares with his students the most recent discoveries in astronomy, cosmology and quantum physics, thus opening the door to a world of infinite possibilities.

After class, Professor Ashland goes to the hospital to visit his beloved daughter, Chloe, who is bravely battling cancer. He enters the room, his eyes filled with affection and concern, and gently takes Chloe's hand.

Professor Ashland: Hello, my dear. How do you feel today ?

Chloe, smiling weakly: Hello, dad. I'm tired, but I'm fine. I had a visit from the nurse who told me stories about the stars. It was fascinating.

Professor Ashland, sitting next to her: Stars are true wonders of the universe. They tell us ancient stories and remind us how tiny our existence is in this vast cosmos. You know, my dear, the universe is much bigger than we can imagine. It is filled with galaxies, stars, planets and endless possibilities.

Chloe, eyes shining with interest: Tell me one of those stories, dad. A story about distant worlds and fantastic creatures.

Professor Ashland, smiling: Of course, my dear. Let me tell you about ancient legends and strange worlds that coexist with ours. In some cultures, mysterious portals are said to allow travel between dimensions, giving access to fantastical realms populated by magical creatures. These worlds are full of riches, magic and secrets lost for millennia.

Chloe, eyes sparkling: It's amazing, dad. I would so love to be able to explore these fantastic worlds.

Professor Ashland, tenderly: Who knows, my dear, maybe one day the doors of the universe will open to us, revealing unsuspected horizons. In the meantime, I will always be there for you, and we will continue to dream together.

The conversation continues between Professor Ashland and his daughter, mixing fantastic stories and tender moments. Despite the difficulties they face, they find solace in their mutual love and in the beauty of the universe around them.

As Ashland walks quietly through the streets of Paris, lost in thought, a familiar yet foreign voice snaps him out of his thoughts. He turns to see an unknown woman, dressed casually, who asks him an intriguing question.

America: What do you know about the multiverse, Professor Ashland?

Professor Ashland, surprised by this direct approach and by the mention of the multiverse, stares at America curiously.

Professor Ashland: You are from another universe... That explains why you seem so different. But what do you mean by multiverse? What are your intentions?

America, in a calm voice: I'm here to offer my help, Professor Ashland. We need your knowledge to understand them better.

Professor Ashland, puzzled, thought for a moment. Faithful to his scientific spirit, he seeks to understand the implications of this encounter.

Professor Ashland: If what you say is true, this could be a major breakthrough in our understanding of the universe. However, I cannot accept without knowing more. Who are you really, and how can I be sure of your intentions?

Just then, Matt, Chris Garetty's son, appears alongside America, catching Professor Ashland's attention.

Professor Ashland, surprised: Matt?

America, in a deep voice: Chris Garetty, your friend, is deceased. We need your help.

Professor Ashland's face fills with sadness and surprise upon learning of his friend's death.

The trio find themselves in Professor Ashland's office, a place filled with old books and knowledge accumulated over the years. Matt, amazed by the large library, browses the shelves curiously while America and the professor sit around a table.

Professor Ashland: Welcome home, my friends. This is where I collected all my research on the universe and the multiverse. Matt, you seem to like my collection of books.

Matt, eyes shining: Yes, there are so many! I have never seen so much knowledge gathered in one place. It's incredible.

America, smiling: We are grateful for your hospitality, professor. We need your help to understand our situation.

Professor Ashland: I am ready to help you as best I can. But before that, let me tell you a story. A story that linked me to Chris and Anna, your parents.

Matt, curious: Really? Tell us, please.

Professor Ashland sits down comfortably and begins to tell his story, transporting the trio to the distant past.

Professor Ashland: Many years ago, when I was still a young researcher, I met Chris and Anna. Back then, we were all passionate about the unexplored, the supernatural, and the mysteries that surround our world. We were an unlikely team, but we all shared a thirst for knowledge and adventure.

America, interested: And how did Chris and Anna come into your life?

Professor Ashland: Well, Anna came from another dimension, a world where the lines between the real and the imagined were blurred. She crossed these dimensions to join our reality and met Chris during one of our investigations. They were both hunters of supernatural creatures, just like me.

Matt, wide-eyed: So my parents were creature hunters? I never would have imagined that.

Professor Ashland: Yes, they had a gift for understanding paranormal phenomena and for tracking down creatures that escaped our world. Together, we have lived many adventures, discovered disturbing truths and faced unsuspected dangers. But at the heart of it all was their love, their dedication to each other and to the cause they served.

America, moved: Chris and Anna were really extraordinary.

Professor Ashland: Yes, they were. Their love was powerful, and their loss was a tragedy for all of us.

As Professor Ashland continues his story, Matt notices a framed photo on a shelf next to him. He takes it gently and looks at it attentively. It's a photo of his math teacher, Emily.

Matt, surprised: Professor Ashland, why do you have a picture of my math teacher here?

Professor Ashland, sighing: Emily... She was once a fearsome trickster, a talented thief. She specialized in stealing precious objects to resell them on the black market. She was also known for her scams, selling fake charms and hosting seances for wealthy, gullible clients. Hunters, including Chris and Anna, considered her a real nuisance.

Matt, in disbelief: Wait, you mean my math teacher was a criminal?

Professor Ashland: Yeah, it's hard to believe, I know that. But she was a very complex person. After a while, something happened. She mysteriously escaped certain death, and it was a turning point in her life. She realized the gravity of her actions and finally decided to change.

Matt, intrigued: But how did she end up with my parents? How could they trust her after all she had done?

Professor Ashland: That's a legitimate question. After her miraculous escape, Emily realized she had to change her life. She renounced her old criminal activities and turned to Chris and Anna for redemption. They saw in her an opportunity for redemption and transformation, and they gave her a second chance.

Matt, thoughtful: It's hard to take in. I knew nothing of her troubled past.

Professor Ashland: People can change. There is often more to a person than what we see on the surface. Emily has found a new purpose and a new family with your parents. She assisted in their investigations and fought alongside them to protect those who were vulnerable.

America and Matt notice another photo on the shelf, showing Anna with an unknown man. They point to this image and question Professor Ashland.

Matt: Professor, who is this man with Anna in this photo?

Professor Ashland, in a wistful tone: Oh, this man... His name was Matt, like you. He was Anna's brother, your uncle. He sadly lost his life in a tragedy many years ago.

Matt, surprised and moved: My uncle... I didn't even know he existed. What happened to him?

Professor Ashland: It's a painful story. Matt was a hunter of supernatural creatures, just like Anna and Chris. They were a formidable team. Unfortunately, during a perilous mission, Matt was confronted by an extremely powerful enemy and did not survive. It was a heartbreaking moment for Anna and for all who knew him.

Matt, feeling overwhelmed by the revelations: I'm going to get some fresh air.

Professor Ashland nods understandingly as Matt leaves the room to be alone with his thoughts. The weight of newly discovered revelations and memories overwhelms him, and he feels the need to find himself and find some solace in solitude.

Meanwhile, America stands by the professor, aware of the emotional impact these discoveries have on Matt. She knows he will need time to process all this information and is ready to support him when he is ready to share his thoughts and feelings.

In the quiet of the room, Professor Ashland and America look at each other, sharing a certain sadness mixed with hope for the uncertain future that awaits them. They both understand that the path they have embarked on is strewn with obstacles and difficult revelations, but they are determined to find answers and continue the quest that brought them together.

Their journey has only just begun, and they are ready to face the challenges ahead, always keeping in memory those which preceded them.

As America immersed herself in her research on the White Lady, Professor Ashland approached Matt to strike up a conversation.

Professor Ashland: Matt, I can see that all of these revelations have stirred up a multitude of emotions in you. I understand it can be overwhelming.

Matt, eyes still filled with a certain sadness: Yes, professor, it's a lot to assimilate in such a short time. I feel like every new discovery raises even more questions.

Professor Ashland: I completely understand. Your family history is complex and full of mysteries. But know that I am here to help you find answers, understand your heritage, and support you in this quest.

Matt, looking up at the professor: I appreciate that, professor Ashland. But I can't help but wonder why my father never shared this information with me. Why was all this kept secret?

Professor Ashland, taking a deep breath: Chris was a man who carried heavy burdens on his shoulders. He wanted to protect you, preserve you from the dangers that surround our world. Maybe he thought that by keeping you away from this reality, he was offering you a normal life, devoid of all these risks.

Matt, biting his lower lip: I understand his desire to protect me, but that doesn't change the fact that I feel betrayed. I wish he trusted me, that he considered me strong enough to face this truth.

PROFESSOR ASHLAND, laying a comforting hand on Matt's shoulder: I can understand your frustration, Matt. But keep in mind that your father loved you dearly. He made his decisions with your well-being in mind. Now it's up to you how you want to move forward in this quest for truth and legacy.

As Matt and Professor Ashland chatted, America returned with information about the White Lady, ready to share her findings with them.

Their path was strewn with obstacles, but with their determination

As Matt learned the true identity of the White Lady from Professor Ashland, a shocking revelation ensued. America, meanwhile, found herself alone and discovered that the White Lady was none other than Azrael, the Angel of Death. His heart sank at the realization that his own life was in imminent danger.

Back with Matt and Professor Ashland, the tension was palpable. Matt, filled with anger and confusion, turned sharply to America, his eyes filled with disappointment.

Matt: How could you hide that from me, America? I thought we were supposed to trust each other, support each other.

America (to Ashland) You told him!

Professor Ashland: I'm sorry.

America, tears streaming down her cheeks, whispered, I'm sorry, Matt. I did not want to hurt you. I didn't want to lose your trust.

Matt, letting out a deep sigh: I don't know if I can trust you again, America. But for now, we have more important things to deal with. Professor Ashland, could you leave us alone, please?

Professor Ashland nodded, respecting their need for privacy, and left the room.

Finding themselves alone, Matt and America faced a moment of truth and decision. Their bond was being tested, and it was now up to Matt to decide if he could forgive and move on with America despite this betrayal.

Their destinies depended on their choices, and both knew that their future was intimately linked to the battle that awaited them against Azrael and the dark forces.

The argument between Matt and America reached a fever pitch. The painful words rang out, revealing deep wounds and feelings of betrayal.

Matt, eyes filled with rage: I gave everything for you. I trusted you and supported you, and this is what you give me in return? Your own dead?

America, tears streaming down her face, tried to defend herself: I know I made a mistake in not telling you the truth, Matt. But I honestly thought I was protecting you by keeping you out of this dark and dangerous reality.

Matt, fists clenched, replied bitterly: Protect me? Is this your way of protecting me? And what about the others? You betrayed me, America. My father is dead ! How can I trust you now?

America, overwhelmed with anger, shot back: You have no choice! I'm the only one who can get you out of this situation, whether you like it or not!

Matt, sarcastically: Ah, okay. Madame wants to die while I stay there all alone. You know what ? If you hadn't come here, I'd probably have a quiet life playing comedy.

America, cutting off her words: Shut up! Shut up ! You have no idea how lucky you were to have your father as your only family! No idea ! He was there to take care of you, and he had no one else. Do you understand that? Do you understand ?

She paused, her eyes filled with sadness, then continued: You know, he wakes up every morning heartbroken and the closet full of your mother's clothes. And all he gets from you is a handful of bullshit and not even ten seconds of genuine empathy.

Matt, trying to calm his anger: I'm you, you know.

America, sarcastically: Tell me about it. You know, when you're 18, your stomach will hurt every time you remember how you treated him. You take everything for granted, you don't appreciate anything... You walk around thinking that you're so funny insulting your father! And so cool! And it's embarrassing, because you're not! You know what ? Fuck you, Matt! I did nothing but protect you! I came to this cursed universe only for you! And now I'm going to die here protecting you because I have no CHOICE! So grow up! That's the reality. You won't make me change my mind.

The tension in the room was palpable, the emotions raw.

When America had the last word, Matt took a deep breath before speaking again in a voice full of sadness and determination.

Matt: You forgot Lisa, your fiancee. You forget your buddy Drake, you forget the Young Avengers, you forget all the people who care about you. What will happen if you die? Who's gonna break the news to them when you're missing in your own world? You think you have nothing to lose, but believe me, you have everything to lose.

America remained silent, her eyes filled with pain and worry, understanding Matt's words. The words spoken by the latter had hit their target, echoing in his tormented mind.

Finally, Matt turned and took a few steps towards the exit, leaving America alone with her thoughts.

America stared at herself in the mirror, staring at the image of her angry, bloodied younger self. Painful memories of her mothers' deaths resurfaced, rekindling the sadness and rage that had haunted her for years. A wave of pain washed over her, and in a fit of anger and desperation, she slammed her fist into the mirror several times.

The sound of glass breaking echoed through the room, as hot tears streamed down her cheeks. America collapsed to her knees, letting out stifled sobs, realizing there was no turning back, no way to change the fate that awaited her.

Emotions swirled inside her, a mixture of sadness, frustration and despair. She had fought so valiantly, had sacrificed herself to protect those dear to her, but now she faced her own impending mortality.

In that moment of vulnerability, America realized the magnitude of the situation. She understood that the battle she faced was much bigger than she had imagined. The consequences of her choices and actions were catching up with her, and the prospect of her own death was a hard reality to accept.

The tears continued to flow as she let out all the sadness and pain that had been building up inside her. She knew she had to find the strength to continue, to fight until the end, but in this moment, she was overwhelmed by the weight of her condition and the losses she had suffered.

America stood there, kneeling in front of the shattered mirror, letting her emotions overwhelm her, as even the strongest heroes need to cry and confront their own vulnerability. It was a moment of pause, reflection and resilience, where she had to draw on herself to find the strength to keep fighting, despite the difficulties that lay ahead.

Ashland, seeing America crying and her bloody hands, enters around the room with compassionate eyes. He sincerely apologizes for telling Matt the truth, understanding the pain it caused America.

Ashland: I'm sorry, America. I shouldn't have told him. I wanted to protect you, but now I see that it caused more pain. I am really sorry.

America, wiping away her tears, looks at Ashland and responds with a shaky voice: You were right, Professor. One day or another, Matt would have discovered the truth. I can't lie to him forever. I forgive you.

Ashland, grateful, nods: Thank you, America. I appreciate your understanding. I know it hasn't been easy for you.

Then, Ashland brings up the delicate subject of America's impending death, bringing a sense of resignation to the conversation.

Ashland: Unfortunately, no matter what choices you make, there will be no change in your fate. Nothing good will come of it. You are condemned to live in pain and blood. Death is your weakness, and the wicked know it too.

America, overwhelmed with sadness, cries even more as she expresses her deepest fears.

America, in tears: I don't want to die. I cannot accept it. I don't want to lose Lisa and everyone else. I want to go home. But I don't want Matt...

Words are lost in sobs, as America struggles to express her emotions.

America: ...I don't want him to suffer any more after everything he's been through.

Ashland, sympathetic, offers her support in this moment of despair.

Ashland: I understand, America. It is a heartbreaking situation. But remember, you did your best to protect him. You took risks for him and for those you care about. Unfortunately, we cannot control fate, but we can choose how to meet our own end.

The two look at each other, sharing a moment of sadness and mutual understanding at the difficult situation they find themselves in.

America: Thank you, Professor. I don't know what the future holds, but I'm grateful to have met you and for your support.

Ashland: You are not alone, America.

Ashland leaves the room, leaving America alone with her overflowing thoughts and emotions. However, she doesn't realize that a tearful Matt overheard all of their conversation as he hid behind the wall. When he realizes what he has just heard, Matt is overwhelmed by a mixture of anger, sadness and confusion.

Matt, his eyes red with tears, backs away from the wall and walks slowly towards the exit.

In the evening, America has fallen asleep in the living room so Matt and Hawking are sleeping in the guest bedroom.

Quietly, Matt approached the sleeping America in the living room. He noticed that the sheet was slightly out of place, so he made sure to put it back on properly so she would stay warm during the night. He stood watching her for a few moments, remembering the times when she had protected him, the times when she had been there for him, even when he was unbearable. Despite his doubts and fears, he couldn't deny that America had shown genuine loyalty to him.

After straightening the sheet, Matt went back to the guest room with Hawking. He noticed a strange holographic video device sitting on a shelf. Curious, he decided to activate it to see what it contained.

Upon activating the device, Matt was surprised to find that it contained videos of 8-year-old America having fun with her mothers. The videos showed moments of joy and happiness, and it brought back Matt's memories of his own parents. He remembered the times he played with his father, the giggles with his mother, and all the love and comfort he had felt by their side.

Tears welled up in Matt's eyes as he watched the videos. He realized that despite all the differences between him and America, they both shared the loss of their parents. It was a pain they both carried, each in their own way.

In a burst of empathy, Matt understood better the weight that weighed on America. He had been so angry and upset by the truth he had found out, but now he realized that she also had her own burden to bear. His childhood memories, marked by love and loss, were a reflection of the humanity they both shared.

Feeling emotionally drained, Matt turned off the holographic device and lay down beside Hawking. He didn't know how to solve the problems they were facing, but he knew he had to find a way to support America in her ordeal.

In the silence of the night, Matt ponders the best way to approach the situation. He knew he had to talk to her, express his feelings and fears, and try to understand hers. Maybe, despite everything, they could find a way to face the unknown that awaited them together.

With that soothing thought, Matt eventually drifted off to sleep, determined to be there for America no matter what the future held.

Higgs: You know you freed me.

Matt suddenly wakes up, sees Higgs where he was waiting, gets up and steps back.

Matt felt his heart race as he faced Higgs, the man responsible for so much pain in his life. Higgs' words echoed in his head, bringing him face to face with a reality he had always dreaded.

Higgs: That's right. You know who I am.

Matt: Higgs.

Higgs: You're hard to find, Matt. Tougher than most humans. I guess you won't tell me where you are?

Matt: What do you want from me?

Higgs: Thanks to you, I walk the earth. I want to give you a present. I want to give you everything.

Matt (angry): I don't want anything from you. Not after what you did to my father

Higgs: I'm so sorry, Matt, I, I really am, but Chris here was just an improvisation. A plan B. But it was not planned at the base.

Matt: What are you talking about?

Higgs: Why do you think I was in your dreams? It's you, Matt. You are the key.

Matt: No.

Higgs: I'm afraid so.

Matt: It's not gonna happen.

Higgs: I'm sorry, but it is. I will find you. And when I do, you will let me access the key to our new world. I'm sure.

Matt: Why?

Higgs: Why not?

Matt: America will kill you even before you kidnap me.

Higgs: Matt, that girl is already dead. It's a waste of time.

Matt sighs

Higgs: Matt. I spoke with America you know. She refused to listen any more. I can bring those parents back. Deep down you want America to stay alive and I can bring those mothers back. Plus, I can find out the cause of death.

Matt remains silent and almost in tears.

Higgs: Matt. My heart breaks for you. The weight on your shoulders, what you've done, what you have left to do. It's more than anyone could bear. If there was another way... but there isn't. I will never lie to you. I will never cheat on you. But you will tell me yes. Otherwise not only will you die, but she will too. I know you better than you know yourself.

Matt: Why me?

Higgs: Because it had to be you, Matt. It always had to be you. And because you have no choice. I'm sorry...

Higgs evaporated. Leaving Matt alone.

In her restless sleep, America finds herself in a dream where memories of her fiancée, Lisa, resurface. The images flash before his eyes, bringing to life the moments they shared together.

She sees herself walking hand in hand with Lisa through the busy streets of their town. Their complicity and their obvious love illuminate each of their expressions. They laugh together, exchanging knowing looks that say a lot about the strength of their bond.

The dream transports America to their apartment, where they shared moments of tenderness and happiness. She remembers the evenings spent cooking together, watching movies, talking until the end of the night. Emotions resurface, and America can almost feel Lisa's warm embrace around her.

The dream then shifts to a park, where they spent balmy afternoons relaxing on the grass, sharing their dreams and aspirations. They supported each other, encouraging each ambition with kindness and love.

But among these happy memories, a shadow creeps in. America remembers the difficult times, the disagreements and the doubts that sometimes tormented them. She sees the pain in Lisa's eyes when they went through tough times, but also the unwavering love that drove them through every obstacle.

Tears gently roll down America's cheeks during her dream. She realizes how much she misses Lisa and how precious their love was.

As the dream reaches its climax, America recalls the moment they exchanged vows in an intimate and moving ceremony. Their commitment to each other, in wealth and poverty, in health and sickness, is etched in his memory.

The dream comes to an end, and America wakes up in complete darkness, leaving her nightmare to haunt her even in reality. She sits next to where Matt was supposed to sleep, but he's still not there. She starts calling him softly, hoping he shows up somehow.

"Matt? Matt, are you there?" she whispers in the suffocating silence of the room. But no answer comes to him. America grows increasingly worried and begins to search the house for Matt.

She heads to Ashland's room, and upon opening the door, she discovers a horrifying scene. Ashland is sitting in his chair, but his eyes are blank, his throat cut, and he lies motionless. Shock overwhelms her, and looking up, she also notices Hawking's lifeless body.

Horrified, America steps back, holding her hand to her mouth. Tears begin to stream down her face as she realizes the tragic loss she has just suffered. "No... no, it's not possible..." she whispers, her voice trembling.

She runs through the house looking for Matt, but the darkness and silence seem to engulf her. America feels desperately alone and helpless.

Suddenly, a familiar voice echoes in the darkness. "Do you really love me, America?" It's the voice of Lisa, his deceased fiancée. America turns around sharply and sees Lisa appear and disappear into the shadows.

The nightmare continues as Lisa takes on the appearance of America herself, bloodied and injured. She accuses America of not fighting for their love, of choosing to die rather than stay alive.

"YOU DID NOTHING !" repeats the voice of America herself, now evil, accusing her own reflection. "OUR MOTHERS DIED BECAUSE OF YOU!"

The nightmare reaches its climax, and America finally wakes up with a start. Tears stream down her face as she realizes it was all an awful dream. She clenches her fists against her chest, trying to calm her racing heart.

"It was only a nightmare...it was only a nightmare..." she repeats to herself aloud to reassure herself.

She gets up and searches the house for Matt, finally finding him safe and sound in the guest bedroom, sleeping peacefully. A mixture of relief and sadness overwhelms her, and she realizes how much she cares for him and everything around him.

The next morning, America and Matt pack their things in the car for their next leg of their trip. Matt makes a tough decision about Hawking and asks him to stay with Ashland, knowing it's too dangerous for him to go with them. Hawking, faithful to his duty, accepts this mission with sadness but with understanding. He approaches Matt and sends him a last goodbye by placing his paw on his shoulder.

Matt: Take care, Hawking. I'll come back for you as soon as it's all over.

Hawking yelps softly in response, as if understanding Matt's words.

Then, Matt turns to America, his eyes filled with anguish and fear. It's clear he's troubled by the conversation he had with Higgs and the reality of his situation.

Matt: America?

America: Yes?

Matt stops for a moment, searching for his words: I don't want to die. I can't.

America gulped, knowing how real and understandable this fear is. She takes Matt's hand in hers to bring him some comfort.

America: Ok. We'll find a way to save you.

Matt: Alright...

The two friends exchange a look filled with confidence and determination. Despite the uncertainty and danger that awaits them, they know they must remain strong to face the trials ahead.

After getting Hawking to safety, they get in the car and drive on. The journey is silent, everyone lost in thought.

Meanwhile, Higgs returned to his HQ, where he framed both America Chavez and Matt Garetty as criminals using the global media they controlled. His anonymous creator informed him that Garetty and Chavez were to be apprehended alive, to recruit them.

Creator: America can be a great asset. But Matt is the most important. They may be the same people, but Matt is way more powerful. We will use it to weed out the weak and anyone who bothers us. We will have the power to rebuild our world, Higgs. I want them alive.

Higgs: You think they will be easy to catch? You talk about Matt like he's just a puppet.

Creator: Don't underestimate their strength and determination. You know very well what Matt is capable of. He is the only one who can open the door to our new world.

Higgs: Oh, I'm well aware of his abilities, believe me. But let me tell you that it is not so easy to control.

Creator: I'll make sure he understands the consequences of refusing our offer. He must understand that his destiny is linked to ours.

Higgs: And what do you plan to do with America? She won't let it go so easily.

Creator: Oh, I'm not underestimating Chavez either. She is strong and determined. But she's already refused once, and I can't afford to let it pass.

Higgs smirks: You want to use them to weed out the weak, but you seem to forget that they're not as weak as you think. They won't submit so easily.

Creator: I'm not asking your opinion, Higgs.

You forget that I have the power to remotely control you, Higgs. You show them the consequences of refusal.

Or maybe I'll show them to you. You better succeed, Higgs. Otherwise, I assure you that you will pay full price.

Higgs, smirking smile: Is that a threat?

Creator: I remind you of the cause of your survival. It's not a threat, it's a promise. I'm watching you.

The Creator ends the communication, leaving Higgs alone with his dark thoughts. He knows his mission won't be easy, but he's determined to show America and Matt that their destiny is in his hands. He will do everything in his power to lure them into his trap, even if it means playing a dangerous game with their lives.

As America and Matt drive to an old friend of Matt's father's, the two heroes discuss the place, chosen by Ashland, where some answers lie, A Desert. Maybe they'll find something the multiverse. Hopefully they won't have any problems.

Matt: I hope this trail that my father left us will really lead us to answers. I feel like I've been walking blind for too long.

America: I think we're on the right track now. Ashland is your father's friend, he must know something more about what he was looking for.

Matt: Yeah, hopefully it can shed some light on what my dad was really like before he met my mom. There are so many things I don't know.

America: We'll find out.

Matt: I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been so hard on you.

America: It's okay.

America puts on "Wanted Dead or Alive" instead, creating a bonding moment by both yelling the song obnoxiously out of tune. America turns sad at the end, realizing how bittersweet the last moment is.

Higgs looks at Kira with a smirk, seeing the anger bubbling up inside her. He knows she is a fearsome warrior, and he believes she can be a valuable ally in his quest for dominance.

Higgs: Oh, Kira Don't be so mad. You fought valiantly against America Chavez, and that alone deserves admiration. You have shown that you are more powerful than most beings.

are humans.

Kira (squeaky): Admiration? I don't care about your admiration, Higgs. All I want is to make her pay for what she did to me. She humiliated me in front of everyone. I won't let her get away with this.

Higgs: Ah, that rage that burns within you is a powerful force, Kira. You're right, you shouldn't let America off the hook. She is a threat to our mission, to our new order.

Kira (fists clenched): She must die, Higgs. I'll hunt her to the farthest reaches of the multiverse if I have to. Nothing will stop me.

Higgs: Great mentality, Kira. You have unwavering determination, and that's exactly what we need. You will join us in our quest, and together we will crush all who dare oppose us.

Kira (looking at Higgs defiantly): And Matt Garetty? What do you plan to do with him?

Higgs: Matt Garetty is the key, Kira. It has incredible power that we could use to our advantage. I won't kill him right away. We will capture it, control it, and use it to accomplish our grand purpose.

Kira (satisfied): I'm in. I will help you capture Garetty and crush America Chavez. And then we will reign supreme over this multiverse.

Higgs (laughing grimly): Exactly, Kira. Together we will be invincible. No enemy can stop us. The entire multiverse will bend to our will.

Kira: So what are we waiting for? Let's go and grind them all to dust.

Higgs: Oh, don't worry, Kira. We will have our chance. Their time will come. And when it does, they'll regret underestimating us.

The diabolical duo look at each other, eyes shining with determination and ambition.

As the car speeds down the road, America opens her heart to Matt, sharing her background, her memories, and the emotions that have marked her throughout her life.

America: You know, Matt, my life has never been easy. I lost my mothers so young, in tragic circumstances. They meant everything to me, and their loss changed me forever. But I'm grateful to have had the Young Avengers and Lisa by my side, otherwise I don't know how I could have gone on.

Matt: I understand... It's hard to lose the ones you love.

America: Yes, that's true. But despite everything, I managed to forge a family with the Young Avengers. We were united, we supported each other. And Drake, he was like you, always trying to lighten the mood with his humor.

Matt: (smiling) Drake, is that your friend you told me about earlier?

America: Yeah, that's it. We were really close, but there was always this tension between us. We knew it could never be more than friendship, but it was hard to suppress those feelings.

Matt: And you ended up kissing?

America: (embarrassed) Yes, once. But that was just to see what it felt like, you know? It didn't change anything between us. We remained good friends, even if it is true that it created some tensions between us.

Matt: (curious) And now he's close to your sister Catalina?

America: (sighing) Yeah, it bothers me a bit, I have to admit. Drake and Catalina were sworn enemies before, and now they're inseparable. They have so much in common, it makes me jealous, I guess.

Matt: (compassionate) I'll be fine.

America: (looking down) Yeah.

Then it's Matt's turn to talk about his childhood and his mother.

Matt: My life before the accident was pretty normal, you know. My mom was great, she was always there for me. We had a real bond, and I loved spending time with her.

America: (softly) And after the accident...

Matt: (sadly) After the accident, everything changed. She was no longer the same, she had lost the will to live. And me too, I think. I was angry, I felt lost. That's when I started to withdraw into myself.

America: (putting her hand on Matt's shoulder) I'm sorry, Matt. I can't imagine how difficult that must have been for you.

Matt: (weakly smiling) Thank you.

As the duo arrive at the rental of Hernandez, an old friend of Chris's, they find that no one is in sight. America grows suspicious and pulls out her gun, ready for any eventuality.

America: Are you sure it's here?

Matt: I remember this place when I was little. There were a lot of people.

America, suspicious, takes her gun.

America: Stay here.

A dark figure appears in the background, pointing an AK-47 at the pickup.

America peers through the backlit dust and listens. She hears a noise behind her and turns around, drawing her weapon in one fluid motion.

Hernandez stands behind a rusty jeep, pointing a 12-gauge pump at her. He is in his forties, an Tough Guatemalan with a worn face and a big mustache. He wears cowboy boots and a bulletproof vest, no shirt.

Matt, getting out of the car quickly: America! It's Hernandez.

Matt (in Spanish): Hernandez? It's me, Matt.

Hernandez: You know you have some weird friends?

His fierce face splits into a wide grin. The shotgun falls to his side as he walks towards Matt. When he reaches it, he hugs it, then steps back.

Hernandez (in Spanish): Good to see you, Garetty. I knew you would come back here sooner or later. You've grown.

Matt (in Spanish): It's been a long time, Hernandez. I'm glad to see you again too.

Hernandez (in Spanish): And who is this beautiful young woman next to you?

America: I'm Christina Lopez, a friend of Matt. We need your help.

Hernandez: Anything you want, Matt, I'll give it to you. He's a friend from the heart, and a friend from the heart is a friend forever.

Matt: Thank you, Hernandez.

Hernandez: Come on, come into my trailer.

Matt: That's nice of you.

America follows Matt and Hernandez into the trailer.

Matt explains to Hernandez but prefers not to tell the whole truth.

Hernandez: You need my plane?

Matt: Yeah...

America: Why?

America invents a story

America: My grandmother is sick and we cremated her. So we're gonna take his remains, which is in this bag, to the desert.

Hermandez: Is your grandmother in that bag?

America: Yes...

Hermandez: And you want to go to the desert?

Matt: Yeah...

Hernandez looks at America and Matt with a mixture of skepticism and compassion.

Hernandez: It's a very sad story, my children. I understand your pain and would be happy to help. But going to the desert is risky, especially if you have mechanical problems with the plane and you will have to wait a few hours for someone to pick you up.

Matt: It's very important for us to fulfill his grandmother's last wish.

America nods, supporting Matt's story while keeping her gaze on Hernandez. She doesn't want to reveal the real reason for their trip, fearing it will endanger her mission and their safety.

Hernandez: Alright, I understand. You're lucky that my plane is in perfect condition. I made all the repairs recently. You can count on me to take you there and bring you back safely.

Matt: Thank you, Hernandez. We are very grateful to you.

America: Really, thank you very much.

Hernandez smiled warmly at them.

Hernandez: It's okay, kids. You've always been nice to me and Chris. It's the least I can do. Come on, let's get on the plane, and I'll take you where you need to go.

America and Matt exchange a worried look as they examine the plane named Angelica. It is clear that this plane is far from being in perfect condition, contrary to what Hernandez had said. The paint is peeling, the wings look worn and there are traces of rust on some parts of the fuselage.

Matt: Uh... Hernandez, are you sure this plane is okay?

Hernandez smiles and pats the wing of the plane affectionately.

Hernandez: Sure, Angelica is an old warhorse, but she's reliable. I took great care of her.

America swallowed hesitantly.

America: But... are you sure she can take us to the desert safely?

Hernandez: Don't worry, you'll be fine. I've used it before to transport goods to places much more dangerous than the desert. She can handle this.

Matt: Alright, if you say so.

They board the plane with some reluctance, but knowing that they have no other choice if they want to go to the desert in search of answers. Hernandez takes a seat in the cockpit and starts the engine. The plane shakes slightly, but eventually starts up.

Hernandez: It's all under control, kids. Fasten your seat belts and enjoy the flight.

America and Matt settle in and fasten their seatbelts, but their expressions remain troubled. The plane takes off and rises in the sky, but they can sense that something is wrong. The plane vibrates disturbingly and there are strange noises coming from behind.

Matt (whispering): America, that doesn't reassure me at all.

America: Me neither, but let's try to keep our cool. Hernandez is a good pilot, maybe everything will be fine.

Despite their anxiety, they try to stay calm during the flight, hoping the plane will hold out until they reach their destination.

As the plane continues its flight, Matt and America sit side by side, chatting quietly despite their stressful surroundings.

Matt: I think I'll write on my father's grave something like "To my beloved father, who was a hero to me and showed me the path of justice and courage. I will always miss you Rest in Peace."

America smiles softly: That's a nice way to pay homage to her, Matt. I'm sure he would be proud of you.

Matt: I hope so. And as for the foster home... I don't know yet. It's been hard to think about the future without him. I always told myself that we would always be together, that he would always be there for me. But now... I don't know where I'm going. I don't want to go back to a foster home, but I don't know if I have a choice.

America gently puts her hand on Matt's shoulder to comfort him: You know, you shouldn't be alone in this decision, Matt.

Matt: Yes

Matt thinks.

Matt: A friend...that's what I want on my grave

Meanwhile, Ashland is with the dog Hawking. Ashland packs her things to be safe. Ashland drops the photo of Lisa Garetty, Chris' late sister. He showed it to Hawking. While Ashland and Hawking are in the car but Higgs and his men appear. Ashland and Hawking get out of the car and drive off.

As Ashland and Hawking desperately try to escape, Higgs' men pursue them through the dark, deserted streets. Screams echo through the night air, mingled with Hawking's furious barking.

Ashland: Hurry up, Hawking!

Hawking runs with determination, following his master and trying to outrun their pursuers. They spin through narrow alleys, moving away from the light of streetlights and into the darkness.

Higgs' men close in, their menacing shadow getting closer and closer to Ashland and Hawking.

Ashland glances behind him and sees that their pursuers are still on their trail. He knows they can't run forever.

Ashland: We have to separate, Hawking! Find a place to hide!

Hawking barks in response, showing his loyalty to Ashland, but eventually obeys his master's instructions. He weaves his way down a narrow alley as Ashland continues to run in another direction.

Higgs' men come close to catching them, but Ashland manages to outrun them momentarily by hiding behind a trash can.

However, as he tries to catch his breath, he is startled by the sudden appearance of Higgs himself, who has been silently stalking him.

Higgs: Did you really think you could escape, Ashland? You underestimate my determination.

Ashland clenches his fists, aware that he is now trapped. He knows he has to fight for his life and for Hawking's safety.

Ashland: I won't let you take us!

He lunges at Higgs, but Higgs deftly dodges his attacks and quickly disarms him.

Higgs: You are a stubborn man, I grant you that. But your determination will not be enough to save you.

He smiles wickedly, then orders his men to subdue him.

Higgs' men quickly approach Ashland and pin him down, tying his hands tight.

Higgs: I think it's time you met your old friend, Matt Garetty.

Ashland's gaze fills with fear and worry as he realizes what Higgs has in mind.

Hawking, meanwhile, remains hidden in the shadows, helpless in the face of the situation.

Matt wakes up on the plane but no one is on board. He notices that he is not in the desert but in a rather colorful place.

He walks alone and finds many people. And sees a sign saying "Welcome to Utopia" revealing that he is in the planet of America. He walks a little more and comes across an 8-year-old America. She apologizes and leaves. Matt followed her and saw her having fun with her mothers. But Matt remembers how America's mothers died.

Matt tries to call them before it's too late but they don't hear anything. Suddenly, a lightning strikes and a portal appears and sucks the mothers of America. Matt manages to grab America's hand. But she ends up being sucked in.

Matt wakes up. He looks around and realizes he's still on the plane with America, and everything is normal.

He prefers to keep his nightmare to himself, not wanting to worry America with those dark thoughts. He rubs his eyes, trying to get rid of the anguish the dream has left him with.

America, who has noticed him agitated, asks him softly:

America: How are you, Matt?

Matt: Yes, that's fine. It was just a bad dream.

He tries to smile to reassure her, but the concern in his eyes persists.

America: If you want to talk about it, I'm here.

Matt: Thanks, but it's nothing. Just a hallucination of the imagination.

He looks away slightly, not wanting to show her how much this nightmare is affecting him. He feels vulnerable and afraid of losing America, just like he lost his father.

America: Alright.

Matt nods his head.

Hernandez says they've arrived in the desert but warns them they can't land. Hernandez says to take the hanging backpacks and put them on. It is also that the duet must place themselves on the square in the middle and be ready. Hernandez tells them good luck for the future.

Matt: Hernandez, what's in those bags?

Matt and America realize...

Matt: What?

Hernandez has the trap door open, knocking out America and Matt.

The duo opens the parachutes and lands in the desert.

Matt: That was a really crazy idea, America. But it worked!

America: Yes, we can say that. (she laughs) I always knew that I could trust Hernandez for an outing like this.

Matt: Me too, but next time I'll ask him what's really in the bags before I put them on!

America: Good idea! (she walks closer to him) Matt. If we ever die and I run into your dad again, I WILL KICK HIS BACK TO CHOOSE COMPLETELY CRAZY FRIENDS!

Matt confused.

America: Sorry...

Matt: No big deal. Here we go.

Higgs, still cold and unfazed, holds Ashland hostage and pulls up a picture of his daughter, smiling grimly. He wants to make sure the Professor fully cooperates with his plans, otherwise the consequences could be disastrous.

Higgs: Look at this photo, Ashland. Your daughter is beautiful, isn't she? A young life so precious and fragile. If you want to see her alive again, you'd better obey me.

Ashland, heart heavy with concern for her daughter, nods, understanding that her life and that of her daughter are now in the hands of this ruthless man.

Ashland: What do you want from me?

Higgs, with an icy smile: You will help me accomplish my plan. You have knowledge that I desire, and you are going to make it available to me.

Ashland, resigned: Alright, I'll do what you ask.

Higgs: Wise decision. Don't forget that I can end your daughter's life in an instant if you try anything reckless.

Ashland, eyes filled with distress: You don't know what you're getting into. The consequences of your actions can be terrible.

Higgs, smugly: Oh, I know what I'm doing. Nothing escapes me.

He briefly frees Ashland, letting him know that his daughter is still in danger.

Higgs: Now start working for me. You have no choice, it is inevitable.

Ashland, determined to protect his daughter: I'll do what you want, but you'll regret it.

Higgs: We'll see, Professor. We will see.

Matt and America find themselves in the desert, scanning the place indicated by Ashland on the map, but there is nothing but sand dunes as far as the eye can see. The scorching sun beats down on their shoulders, and the hot air makes them feel like they're trapped in a giant oven.

Matt: (exasperated) Where is that place Ashland was talking about? Looks like he led us to the middle of nowhere!

America: (frowning) That's weird. I'm sure that was the spot on the map.

They look around, desperately searching for any sign or clue. But all they see is sand as far as the eye can see.

Matt: (taking the card) Let's look again. Maybe we missed something.

America: (helping her unfold the map) No, it's fine here. This X mark is the exact spot.

Matt: (discouraged) So where is this "gateway" to the multiverse?

America: (biting her lip) I don't know, Matt. Maybe Ashland gave us the wrong information.

Matt: But why would he do that?

America: (thinking) I don't know. Maybe he is in danger and was trying to pull us away from him to protect us.

Matt: (frustrated) Whatever the reasons. We have to find a way out of here.

They continue to search, walking through the dunes, but there is still no sign of the famous door. Time passes, and their frustration grows.

America: (pausing) Wait a minute. Look over there !

She points to a rock formation on the horizon. It's like a big stone arch.

Matt: (intrigued) Do you think that's it?

America: (hope in her eyes) This could be the door Ashland was talking about. Let's take a closer look!

They quicken their pace, full of hope. As they get closer, the arch seems more and more imposing and strange.

Matt: (wary) Wait, America. What is this ?

America: (hesitating) I don't know, but it looks like some sort of portal.

They eventually reach the ark and realize that it is indeed some sort of strange portal, almost like a rift in space-time. A strange light emanates from its center.

Matt: (worried) This is scary, America. We don't know where it leads.

America: (determined) Maybe it's the only way. Ashland brought us here for a reason.

As they carefully step through the portal, nothing happens. No change, no vortex, only sand and sweltering heat. Matt realizes it was indeed a mirage.

Matt: (disappointed) It was a mirage...

America: (frustrated) GREAT! So what do we do now?

Matt: (thinking) We can't sit here waiting for something to happen. We have to find another solution.

They look around, trying to find a clue or a sign that would lead them out of this arid desert.

America: (seeing a mountain in the distance) Look over there. Maybe there is something there.

Matt: (hopefully) Worth a try. Let's go.

They head for the mountain, walking under the scorching desert sun. The heat is overwhelming, but they keep moving forward, determined to find a way home.

Eventually, after a long walk, they reach the mountain and begin to climb its rocky slopes.

Matt: (breathless) Hope we find something up there.

America: (optimistic) We have to keep hope, Matt. We've been through so much so far, we can do it.

Disappointed and exhausted, Matt and America arrive at the top of the mountain, but nothing has changed. The arid desert still stretches as far as the eye can see, with no sign of leaving.

Matt: (frustrated) Another mirage... It's really frustrating.

America: (breathlessly) We may be lost. Maybe the portal was just an illusion.

Matt: (trying to stay calm) No, we can't give up now. There must be a solution.

They sit down to catch their breath, desperately searching for an answer to their situation. The sun continues to burn, and thirst and hunger begin to affect them.

America: (looking around) There's no trace of humanity here. No roads, no buildings, nothing.

Matt: (thoughtful) Maybe it's a parallel world, an isolated place in the multiverse. If so, how can we find our way?

America: (determined) We can't give up, Matt. We have to keep looking. There must be a reason we're here.

They get up and decide to continue their journey, even if their hope begins to fade. They walk for hours, crossing the endless desert, desperately looking for a way out.

Finally, after what seems like an eternity, they spot a small oasis in the distance. They rush to the water, quenching their thirst and resting in the shade of palm trees.

Matt: (grateful) It's a real oasis...we're lucky.

America: (thoughtful) But why didn't it appear from the mountain?

Matt: (scratching his head) Maybe we couldn't see it because of the heat or the tiredness... Or maybe this desert is playing tricks on our eyes.

America: (determined) Whatever. We have to keep looking for a way.

America tries something. She tries something unusual. She puts her hand on the floor, concentrates intensely, then gently raises it in front of her, pushing her hand away. Unfortunately, nothing happens. Matt, curious about America's attempt, asks him:

Matt: What were you trying to do?

America: (frustrated) I thought I could use my powers to create something like that. But that did not work.

However, America's experience sparked Matt's curiosity. He wants to try it himself. He puts his hand on the ground, closes his eyes and concentrates. Suddenly, the ground begins to vibrate under his hand. Lightning begins to flicker inside his eyes, and he pushes his hand forward, causing an explosion of dust and a tornado of sand. In the midst of this chaos, an abandoned temple mysteriously emerges.

America and Matt look at each other, amazed at what they've just done.

America: (wonderful) Matt, how did you do that?

Matt: (incredulous) I don't know... It was like I had channeled some incredible energy.

America: (cheerful) That's great!

Matt: (excited) Let's check it out!

They approach the temple, fascinated by its mysterious and abandoned appearance. Upon entering, they discover ancient inscriptions and strange symbols on the walls.

America: (looking at the entries) I don't understand what that means.

Matt: (looking at the symbols) It's like it's an ancient language... Maybe there are clues hidden here.

They explore the temple, seeking answers to their unusual situation.

America doesn't think it has anything to do with the multiverse. Eventually she finds a dusty old cylinder on a round platform. Intrigued, she picks it up and places it on another platform. However, nothing happens. America then realizes that the cylinder must be activated with water. She searches around and finds a small pool of water. She pours some on the cylinder, and suddenly a holographic message activates, showing an elderly man in a cloak named Eron. He starts talking.

Eron (hologram): If you are viewing this message, you have found the Cylinder of the Ancients. I am Eron, guardian of ancient knowledge and secrets of the cosmos. Listen carefully, because what I am about to tell you is of great importance.

America and Matt listen carefully to Eron's instructions on how to locate and find "The Guardian", a powerful entity that transcends the multiverse and is the protector of the "Angels". However, Eron mentions that "The Guardian" has yet to be born, which means they will have to wait for the right time to find him.

After the message ends, America makes a decision. She destroys the cylinder, ensuring the information remains safe and hidden from anyone who might try to misuse it.

Matt looks at America, a little surprised at his decision.

Matt: You could have jotted down the information, you know. It could have been useful.

America: I memorized everything, didn't you?

Matt, a little embarrassed, lies while nodding.

Matt: Yes... No.

As they are almost out of the temple, Hernandez calls on the walkie-talkie saying they will be arriving in a helicopter in a few minutes. America tells Matt they could have used the chopper all along. This is not a joke.

As they head out of the temple, Matt's walkie-talkie begins to vibrate. He answers the call and hears Hernandez's voice.

Hernandez (over walkie-talkie): Matt, we're approaching the rendezvous point. Get ready, we'll be there in a helicopter in a few minutes.

Matt smiled, relieved to hear his old friend's voice.

Matt (over walkie-talkie): Alright, Hernandez, we're ready. Thanks for picking us up.

Hernandez (over walkie-talkie): No problem, amigo. We will meet soon.

Matt puts the walkie-talkie away and looks at America, frowning.

America: You know, we could have used the chopper all along. It would have been much simpler.

Matt shoots her a teasing look.

Matt: Oh. Next time, we'll take the helicopter from the start.

America looks down, hesitating to answer. She knows Matt is right, but she won't tell him the truth. She's tired of hearing that distrust in his voice, but she knows she can't hide the truth from him forever.

America: Matt, it's nothing, okay? It was just... a weird reaction. Nothing more.

Matt: Really? Because it doesn't look like "nothing". You seem to be hiding something, once again.

America sighs, feeling trapped.

America: Look, I... I can't tell you the truth right now. It is complicated.

Matt: It's always complicated with you. I thought we were supposed to be honest with each other, America.

America: We are, but there are things... things I can't tell you, at least not right now.

Matt: Why? What's holding you back?

America looks at him intently.

America: Because it's too dangerous, Matt. It's too dangerous for you, for me, for everyone. I don't want to put you in danger.

Matt: I'm already in danger, America. We both are. But we have to face this together.

America: I know, but... (looks away) I can't tell you right now. Maybe one day when it's all over.

Matt: What if we don't survive this?

America: So, I guess the truth will stay buried forever.

Silence settles between them, weighing down with all its weight. America feels tears rolling down her cheeks, but she forces herself to stay strong.

Matt: I trust you, America. But I just hope you'll tell me the truth one day.

America nods, unable to answer. She knows Matt deserves the truth, but she's also afraid of the consequences of revealing it. For now, she must keep her secrets buried deep inside, hoping that their love and trust will help them through this ordeal.

America looks down, hesitating to answer. She knows Matt is right, but she won't tell him the truth. She's tired of hearing that distrust in his voice, but she knows she can't hide the truth from him forever.

America: Matt, it's nothing. All right ? It was just... a weird reaction. Nothing more.

Matt: Really? Because it doesn't look like "nothing". You seem to be hiding something, once again.

America sighs, feeling trapped.

America: Look, I... I can't tell you the truth right now. It is complicated.

Matt: It's always complicated with you. I thought we were supposed to be honest with each other, America.

America, tears in her eyes, stares at him intently.

America: Because it's too dangerous, Matt. It's too dangerous for you, for me, for everyone. I don't want to put you in danger.

Matt: I'm already in danger, America. We both are. But we have to face this together.

America: I know, but... (looks away) I can't tell you right now. Maybe one day when it's all over.

Matt: What if we don't survive this?

America: So, I guess the truth will stay buried forever.

Matt begins to tire of his secrets again as America blames him.

Matt rubs his face, showing signs of fatigue and restlessness. America's words hurt him, because he knows she's right. He's tired of keeping secrets and feeling like he can't be completely honest with her.

America: (wearily) You're right, Matt. I'm tired of all this. Tired of keeping secrets, tired of not telling you the truth.

Matt: So why do you keep doing it?

America: Because I have to stay with you! If you hadn't come to your garage, we wouldn't be here!

Matt: So this is all my fault?!

America: Do you think I enjoy getting into this situation? We are here because of you! You think your life is boring, that it's rotten! You're not really grateful how lucky you are! You really are an idiot!

Matt: And I'll tell you, fuck you! I haven't done anything but everything you asked of me! You made me follow you almost all over the world, I... I'm currently wanted, now I'm probably going to have to change my family! You're not even telling me the whole truth! But can you at least tell me why you're so mean to me for no reason?!

America: You threw your Little Monkey stuffed animal in the trash!

Matt: What?

America:...Forget.

Matt: So you're mad at me for throwing away a toy?

America: You don't understand. I saw that in the photos of you and your mother with this stuffed animal. You have to understand that this stuffed animal is the only link left from your own mother.

Matt: Because she calls me "little monkey", she...gives me monkey stuffed animals all the time.

America: Oh yeah?

Matt: Why are you hiding things from me? Especially when you're going to die soon.

As Ameria tries to speak, they hear noise deep in a tunnel. They hear footsteps and a growl.

America: Matt...run.

Matt: What?

Monsters roar.

America: Run!

Matt and America rush through the dark tunnel, pursued by the grunts of unknown creatures. Fear and adrenaline drive them to run as fast as they can without looking back.

Matt: (gasping) What was that?

America: I have no idea!

They keep running, their hearts pounding, until they reach a small cavity in the tunnel. They hide, hoping the creatures won't find them.

Matt: (panicked) What do we do now?

America: (trying to calm down) We have to get rid of them.

Matt: How?

America: (looking around) There are rocks here. If we throw them in the opposite direction, that should get their attention and give us time to escape.

Matt: Alright!.

They pick up rocks and throw them in an opposite direction. The creatures, attracted by noise, head towards the sound, giving Matt and America a chance to escape.

They resume their race through the tunnel, desperately searching for a way out. Eventually, they see a light at the end of the tunnel. It's the exit!

They run even faster, their legs almost burning, but they don't stop. When they finally reach the exit, they emerge from the tunnel and find themselves outside, under the bright desert sun.

As the helicopter approaches, Matt and America try to warn Hernandez of the creatures pursuing them, but it's already too late. A monster jumps onto the helicopter, causing a crash and a devastating explosion. Hernandez tragically loses his life in the crash.

Matt and America run desperately to escape the army of monsters chasing them. Their hearts are racing, and their only option to escape the looming threat is to throw themselves into the void, hoping that fate will lead them to a safer place.

Without thinking further, the two friends hold hands and jump inside a steep cliff. The fall is dizzying, but their determination and their adrenaline take over. At the last second, America manages to channel her powers, creating a portal that instantly transports them somewhere else.

They land with a jolt in Paris, the City of Light. There, they find themselves breathless and upset by the tragic events that have just unfolded.

Matt: (catching his breath) Hernandez...he...he's gone...

America: (moved) Yes...

Matt: Let's go.

In a frantic race through the streets of Paris, America and Matt head for the Sacred Heart, pursued by the Black Knights of Higgs. The once peaceful streets of the City of Light are now the scene of a fierce battle between good and evil.

America fights with agility and grace, using her powers to protect herself and Matt while taking on the gunmen attacking them. In the busy streets around the Arc de Triomphe, she stops at nothing to protect them, shooting the bad guys or leaving them to be run over by cars.

As Kira, one of Higgs' soldiers, attacks America head-on, Hawking Hound appears out of nowhere, attacking Kira with ferocity, giving America the opportunity to counterattack and knock out her opponent.

In a desperate race to escape pursuers, America, Matt and Hawking manage to find refuge in a warehouse. However, they quickly realize they are surrounded by villains, ready to capture them or even worse.

America draws her weapon and fires with precision, aiming at the assailants who come dangerously close. Matt also grabs a gun and fights alongside America and Hawking. The trio form a formidable team, taking down enemies who dare approach.

But the situation is far from being under control. Higgs watches their movements closely, sending even more assassins after them. They don't have the luxury of lingering. They must find a way out of this ambush and continue their quest to protect their universe.

America, Matt and Hawking show unwavering determination and unmatched courage as they fight for their survival and the safety of their world. The battle is far from over, but they're ready to face whatever challenges come their way. Their journey is strewn with pitfalls, but together they are ready to overcome everything, hand in hand, to save their universe from the threat that awaits it.

As the trio rush desperately for the steps leading to the Sacred Heart, narrowly escaping the assailants, a shattered window becomes their only means of access to the roof of a nearby parked van. They land with an acrobatic landing, their adrenaline pumping.

Finally, they find themselves in front of the majestic steps of the Sacred Heart, but their respite is short-lived. Before they have time to fully recover from their frantic race, Kira appears out of nowhere, ready to fight.

With unwavering determination, America prepares to face Kira. But this time, Kira is ready, she knows America's tactics and manages to dominate her. She holds America and Hawking hostage, pointing a gun at their head, causing them to come to a standstill.

Suddenly, without warning, Kira forcefully knocks Matt down and throws him down the stairs leading to Sacred Heart. America watches helplessly as her friend slides down the stairs, helpless to help him.

America: MATT!

Their heart-rending cry mixes with the sounds of battle and chaos around them. She is trapped, with no way to rescue Matt and Hawking, held hostage by Kira.

With trembling hands, America does not know how to get out of this desperate situation. Their enemies eventually captured them, leading them to an uncertain and terrifying future.

The flashback takes Matt back to a painful time in his past. He remembers his mother, Anna, a loving and caring woman, who cooked in their cozy little kitchen. The sweet scent of spices filled the air as she bustled around the pots, creating lasting memories for her son.

Suddenly, the phone rings, shattering the cheerful atmosphere of the kitchen. Anna picks up, and the expression on her face quickly changes to worry as she listens intently to the call.

Anna: (shaky voice) What?

Voice on the phone: They're coming. They have already killed our friends and their children. You are the last on the list.

Anna begins to cry, feeling the dread of the situation.

Anna: (in tears) How much time do I have?

Voice on phone: Three days...I'm sorry.

Tears flow freely down Anna's cheeks as the reality of the situation hits her hard

Anna: (in a broken voice) Where are you? I will come to pick you up.

Voice on the phone: It's too late. They come at me. Do you know what you have left to do?

Anna nods silently, her throat tight with emotion, knowing what she must do to protect her son.

Anna: Yes. THANKS.

Voice on the phone: Goodbye.

Anna hangs up the phone, devastated by the tragedy looming before her. She knows she must take action to protect Matt, even if it means parting ways with him for his well-being.

This memory has haunted Matt for years, and he often felt like his mother was hiding something from him, but he couldn't understand the true nature of these events. Now, as he finds himself in the thick of a battle for the survival of his universe, he begins to realize that his mother's secrets may be tied to the dark forces that threaten their existence.

This revelation could forever change Matt's perspective on his past, his family, and the fate that awaits them both.

America

Lisa?

The woman keeps pressing the on/off button on the lamp on the desk, her back to America. When we lean over the woman's shoulder, she turns on the light and we see that it's... America, covered in blood. she turns her head to America, and she doesn't look very nice. America sees that the woman is herself. DREAM America slowly stands up, and turns to America, who swallows at the sight of herself. DREAM America doesn't look so harsh anymore.

DREAM America: Hey, America.

America (scared)

Well, why am I surprised?

DREAM America

We need to talk.

America nods and begins to walk in a circle, as does DREAM America. They walk in the same direction right in front of each other.

America (nodding her head)

I understand. I understand. I'm my worst nightmare, right? Eh? Kind of like the heist scene in Superman III? A little wife and wife with myself?

DREAM America

Joke all you want, smart guy. But you can't lie to me. I know the truth.

They stop walking, having now changed places. America standing by the desk, DREAM America by the door.

DREAM America

I know how dead you are inside. How scared you are of dying. How useless you feel. I know how you look in the mirror... and hate what you see.

America (swallows, pulls herself together)

Sorry, buddy. It will not work. (smiling)

You are not real.

DREAM America

Sure I am. I am you.

America

I do not think so. Because you see, it's my nap. Not yours.

(raises left hand)

All I have to do is snap my fingers and you're gone.

He snaps his fingers once and nothing happens. America's smile fades and she snaps again, noticing that nothing is happening. DREAM America just watches it. America slams them three more times then drops her hand to the side, eyebrows raised. DREAM America gives him a nod.

DREAM America

I'm not going anywhere. You neither.

The door closes behind her and locks. All smiles have vanished from America's features; he is completely serious.

DREAM America

As I have said...

DREAM America raises her right hand, in which she now holds a sawed-off shotgun.

DREAM America (continued)

... we need to talk.

DREAM America

I mean, you're going to hell or heaven and you won't lift a finger to stop it.

America and DREAM America began to circle again.

DREAM America

Talk about low self-esteem.

(he's laughing)

Then again, I guess that's not really a life worth saving, is it?

America

I still have a chance to live again.

DREAM America

I mean, after all, you have nothing but your friends.

They stop circling. They are now back in their original positions. America by the door, DREAM America by the office.

DREAM America (continued)

You are nothing. You're as dumb and obedient as an attack dog.

America

(smiling in denial, braving)

That - That's not true.

DREAM America

No? What are the things you want? What are the things you dream of? I mean, your motorcycle? He's a friend of yours. Your favorite jacket? Your music? You had no choice, did you? Do you even have an original thought?

America scoffs, not wanting to admit anything.

DREAM America

No. No, all there is is, “Watch out for our allies. Watch out for Matt! You can always hear orders in your head, can't you?

He gestures with the gun to his head.

DREAM America

Clear as a bell.

America

(smiling)

Just shut up. The rules. Without them, we live with the animals.

DREAM America lowers the barrel.

Rules?

America

There's no loss like the one that happens e to a person when a perfect and certain pattern dissolved about freedom. You think I have no choice? I don't want to die, but I can't let anyone die, even if someone is a child.

DREAM America

I mean, think about it...

He begins to walk towards America.

DREAM America

... Did you make that choice by becoming a "hero".

They now meet face to face.

DREAM America

Come on. It's ridiculous

America (fear

Please stop.

DREAM America

You knew who you really were inside of you. A good soldier and nothing else. Daddy's little blunt instrument.

You don't care if you live or die. Why now?

DREAM America (angry)

You cannot escape it. You can't escape me. You will die. And that? This is what you will become!

America

(angry)

THE FARM!

America pushes DREAM America hard, knocking him against the wall above the desk.

America (screaming in anger)

It's all your fault!

DREAM America tries to get up and America knocks him down on the desk again. America holds her weapon like a bat and hits DREAM America once, then pins it to the wall with it.

America: All that bullshit you threw at me, about protecting Matt! It was my shit. You're the one who couldn't save my family. You had

merica backs up and swings the weapon again, hitting DREAM America twice.

America: You're the one who let Chris die.

America pins DREAM America again.

America – who wasn't there for that. Never! NEVER! I deserve what you put on me.

He backs away from DREAM America.

America And I don't care if I die!

In the secret base, Hawking is locked in a cage, anxious and worried about his friend Ashland, who also finds himself imprisoned in a nearby cell. Ashland searches her jacket desperately, looking for a way to break free. He is ready to do anything to escape this oppressive place and find America Chavez and Matt.

Suddenly his fingers encounter something sharp in his jacket pocket. It's a small pin, barely visible, but for Ashland, it's hope. He hastens to use the pin to try to open the lock of his cell.

After a few tries, the lock finally gives way, freeing Ashland. He turns to Hawking's cage and also manages to open the door, freeing the loyal dog.

Ashland: (stroking Hawking) Come on big guy, we need to find America and Matt. They need our help.

They begin their search, sneaking through the dark halls of the secret base. As they progress, the tension mounts, knowing that they could be discovered at any moment.

Eventually, they come to a dark and eerie room. In the distance, a silhouette lies on the ground. Ashland approaches cautiously and discovers the inert body of Chloe, Ashland's daughter. Her heart ached in pain seeing her like this.

Ashland: (emotional) Chloe... Oh no, my little Chloe...

Hawking also approaches and gently sniffs the girl's body. He seems to sense Ashland's sadness.

Ashland: (resolved) I'm so sorry, Chloe.

Ashland: (to Hawking) Let's go, my friend.

Together, Ashland and Hawking continue on their way, determined to overcome any obstacle that stands in their way to save their friends and end Higgs' reign of terror. They don't know what awaits them, but they are ready to face adversity, hand in paw.

America wakes up and finds herself in chains sitting with Matt, injured and almost to death, and next to him, heart monitoring. They are also tied to electric cables for interrogation.

Higgs arrives and extracts Matt's blood. And suddenly Higgs heals Matt. Higgs explains his plan. Higgs says he thinks given their condition, they can only take two blasts. Two conversations later, when America thinks she's going to be electrocuted, Higgs electrocutes Matt.

America: STOP!

Higgs: You thought I was going to electrocute you both. Serious? I'll stop if you join me and Matt joins me.

Matt, hurt, waves no at America.

Higgs: You know what they say the enemies of my enemies are my friends. And really I like you. And my boss wants to recruit you, so don't let me convince you of the consequences of refusing.

America: You know where your "boss" gets the consequences.

Higgs: Miss America is bringing her back?

America: I was saying just that-

Higgs electrocutes Matt again.

America: LEAVE HIM ALONE!!

Higgs: So tell me yes!

Matt to America: NO! No. Do not do that

America resists Higgs' offer.

America looks at Matt with tears in her eyes, hesitating between the fear of seeing him suffer more and her desire not to give in to Higgs.

Higgs nods, staring at America with a cold, calculating gaze.

Higgs: Alright. You have chosen your destiny.

Higgs: Did you see what I did when you first came into this world?

America: Yes. Your cult of death? Let me tell you, your "superiors" are berserk

Higgs: They are more like visionaries, visionaries of our future, of a greater future, of a nobler future. You should see the stats they gave me. What about environmental damage, capitalism, terrorism, humanity will be wiped out by 2096.

Yes, it scares me. But if we realize the vision of our creators, we save our world, and maybe this world.

America: You can't save the world with genocide

Higgs: Blah, blah, blah. This "Genocide" will help eliminate the WEAK!

Matt electrocutes again.

Higgs: Two more and he's dead. Don't force me America.

America: Your parameters are wrong, you see the evil in everyone.

Higgs: People can't be trusted

to try to do the right thing. Wars all over the world. Do you think that's a good thing? (Higgs walks up to her) Listen. I know the cause of your parents' death. Let me help you. (Higgs shows America her necklace) You wonder why your necklace isn't working anymore, it's because it's a beacon to indicate Matt's location. Looks like you got screwed.

America: Do you think killing people will save the world? It won't be heaven, it'll be torture for you.

Matt laugh

Higgs: Did someone ring your bell?

Matt waves Higgs over here.

Matt (whispers in her ear): Your mom...

Matt electrocutes even worse.

Higgs (to Matt): I understand. You are still angry. You're upset because, hey, I killed your dad, my boss asked me to come and kidnap you, and of course I had to because our new world. Think about it. If you come with us, I can give you a gift, as I receive it. Look at me. I am the super soldier. Bulletproof, a new heart, a new mind, and the more powerful I become, the more human I am. This is what you have to fight for. I'll give you another chance to join us. And the boss wants the utopian (Ameirca). Otherwise, I'll kill you both. Which, honestly, I would like to do. (Higgs walks up to Matt) You saw those parents. You saw how happy she was. You have a chance to change history. Just say a word. Say a word and everything goes back to normal. Your friend lives, his parents come back to life, yours too, We give you upgrades, and we'll save the world. What is gonna be ? Join the evolution or die with the weak?

Matt: (to America) Don't forget what I told you.

America is touched by Matt's words, but she doesn't give in to Higgs' threat. She is ready to face anything to protect Matt and their world.

As Higgs prepares to kill Matt, Ashland makes a dramatic entrance with a flamethrower, routing Higgs' soldiers. Chaos ensues as flames light up the darkened room, allowing America and Matt to break free from their chains.

Ashland: (determined) Don't worry, America.

America and Matt fight alongside Ashland against the forces of Higgs, showing unwavering unity and determination. In this moment of truth, they face their destiny, ready to sacrifice everything to protect their universe and their freedom.

The fight rages on, and the room is filled with the sound of gunfire and the crackling of flames.

Ashland tells America, Matt and Hawking to leave, he buys them time. Suddenly Kira snaps his neck, killing him.

The trio flee as the soldiers and monsters chase them. America still feels adrenaline and uses all her power to teleport to another universe. But soldiers and monsters chase them as the trio teleports universe one by one. After a few jumps, they land outside Higgs' base. They drive a truck. While Matt is driving, America fights Higgs and Kira hard. Matt puts a brick on the floor, and helps America with his laser weapon. Suddenly they crash and Kira falls on the road and the four fall into a ravine

The truck roars down the road, speeding along to evade the soldiers and monsters pursuing them closely. Matt is focused behind the wheel, while America, with sheer determination, battles Higgs and Kira in the back of the swaying truck.

America: (clenching her fists) We can't let them catch up with us!

Kira launches ferocious attacks, but America responds with agility and power, using her powers to counter each assault. The jolts of combat rock the truck, making it even harder for Matt to drive.

Matt: (shouting) Hold on, America!

America: (struggling with Kira) I'm counting on it!

The winding road takes them out of Higgs' base, but enemy forces continue to chase them. America makes her way to the back of the truck, while Matt maintains control of the steering wheel.

America: (catching her breath) Matt, speed it up! r

Matt pushes the truck to top speed, hoping to gain enough ground to escape their pursuers. But as they rush at full speed, Kira manages to deliver a fatal blow to the truck, causing it to tip over dangerously.

The truck veers off the road and plunges into a ravine, sending America, Matt, Higgs, and Kira plummeting. Their descent is chaotic, the branches of the trees scratching the walls of the ravine as they fall.

America uses her powers to slow their fall and tries desperately to protect Matt and Hawking during the fall. Finally, they land with a hard landing at the bottom of the ravine. America and Matt are injured but still able to fight.

America: (getting to her feet) Matt, are you okay?

Matt: (gritting his teeth) Yeah, I think...and Hawking?

Hawking moans, but he's also able to move.

America stands in front of Higgs, exhausted but determined to end this once and for all. Her eyes gleam fiercely as she prepares for the final showdown.

The fight begins, and America fights with unbridled intensity. Each blow is fast, precise, delivered with impressive power. She is determined to defeat Higgs, protect his universe, and avenge those he has hurt.

Higgs retaliates aggressively, but is clearly weakened. Fatigue and injuries begin to weigh on him. America takes the opportunity to take advantage and disarm him. She tackles him to the ground, holding his wrists firmly, preventing him from moving.

America: (Gritting teeth) You're not going anywhere.

Higgs: (breathing heavily) You...don't understand...all this...

America: (adamant) Oh, I totally understand. You're just a pawn, manipulated by absurd ideals. But that does not justify the horrors you have committed.

Higgs: (dark smile) How about you? You are also manipulated. Manipulated by your own illusions of justice and power.

America: (staring at him) I know who I am and what I stand for. I will never be complicit in your crimes.

Higgs: (laughing weakly) You're just a kid, you can't understand the complexity of it all.

America: (getting angry) Don't underestimate me! I've been through things you can't even imagine. I lost loved ones, I had to make difficult choices. But never have I gone so far as to justify the suffering of the innocent.

Higgs: (sighing) You're very naive.

America: (quietly) Maybe. But I'd rather be naive than lose myself in the darkness like you.

Higgs: (looking disdainfully at America) You'll figure it out eventually. The world is cruel, and you can't always save it.

America: (firmly) I will do everything in my power to protect my universe, no matter the sacrifices. I will not let fear and hatred rule my life.

Higgs: (bitterly) You're pathetic.

America: (smiling) Maybe. But I'm also strong, and I know I can make a difference.

As they continue to confront each other, America suddenly freezes. A question that has haunted her for years resurfaces.

America: (hesitating) Higgs... tell me... who killed my parents?

Higgs: (looking at America suspiciously) Why do you want to know?

America: (determined) Because I deserve to know the truth.

Higgs: (sighing) Alright. But I warn you, you might not like what you're about to hear.

America: (Looking straight into Higgs' eyes) Whatever, I want to know.

Higgs: (hesitating) That was... Matt.

Shock can be seen on America's face, while Matt, who had been silent until then, is also stunned.

America: (incredulous) What?

Matt: What? What are you talking about?

America: No, it's not possible...

Higgs: (bitterly) Yes, it's true. Matt was there.

America: (tears in her eyes) No, I can't believe this...

Matt remembers this moment when 2 years ago, he remembers his father saying that his mother Anna died in an accident. Matt, devastated, runs away and cries. Without realizing it, he uses his power for the first time and makes a lightning appear that lands in another universe. Flashback over.

Matt remembers when he was in Utopia, in his dream, he saw a lightning strike on the Chavez family and teleports America's parents to death. It's all because of him.

Matt revisits the death of America's mothers. And in a fit of rage, Matt uses his powers against Higgs.

America: MATT, NO!

America tries to stop Matt before he transforms into something terrifying. Higgs uses an explosion power to escape and sends the trio away from the base.

The trio are ejected into the air, falling heavily to the ground, some distance from Higgs' base. Debris flies around them, and Matt slowly regains consciousness of what he just did.

America is still crestfallen. Matt tried to approach her

America (sadness): It's all your fault...

America (in a broken voice): It's all your fault.....

The flashback of his vision in Utopia comes back to him. He remembers the lightning that struck the Chavez family and teleported them to their deaths. All because of him and his uncontrollable powers.

Matt attempts to approach her, but is overwhelmed by his own emotions. He feels torn, caught in a whirlwind of guilt and despair.

Matt: I didn't mean... I didn't know...

America (shaking voice): You're responsible for their deaths...

Matt: (tears in his eyes) I didn't know...

America: (looking at the photo of her mothers) And yet, you did. You are not a hero.

He feels helpless, lost in his emotions and in the tragic consequences of his actions. Without another word, he slowly walks away, refusing to inflict any more pain on America.

Hawking follows him, trying to comfort him, but Matt doesn't want him to share his burden. He feels misunderstood and alone in his despair.

America stands there, crestfallen and alone, staring at the photo of her mothers with a mixture of sadness and anger. She is devastated by Higgs' revelations and the truth about Matt.

Their friendship and trust are shaken, and the future looks bleaker than ever. America wonders how she can ever get over this loss and the betrayal of the one she trusted the most.

Matt settles into the bus, a crushing weight on his shoulders. Memories of the past continue to haunt him, and guilt suffocates him. The bus drives off, carrying Matt off into the unknown, away from everything he knows. He stares at the landscape scrolling by the window, but his mind is elsewhere.

The smiling faces of his mothers appear in his mind, and he remembers their unconditional love for him. He also remembers the tragedy that followed his uncontrollable powers. Matt clenches his fists, trying to contain his emotions, but it's a daunting task.

He feels devastated by what he unwittingly caused to America, by the void he created in his life by killing his parents. He can't help but think he's a danger to those he loves, that his power is cursed, and that he doesn't deserve to be happy.

Memories of his father telling him that his mother Anna had died in an accident also haunt him. He realizes that all this time he had been hiding the truth from America, not knowing that this truth would end up haunting him.

The bus keeps rolling, and Matt feels lost, looking for a way to come to terms with his mistakes, to make amends. He feels alone and isolated, wondering if he will ever be able to find some form of inner peace.

Meanwhile, America stays where they landed after the fight. She is still devastated, but also angry and hurt by Higgs' revelations. She looks at the photo of her mothers with sadness and grief, wondering how she will ever be able to overcome this loss.

She thinks of Matt, of their friendship broken by tragedy and secrets. Part of her wants to find him, to understand him, but another part is overwhelmed by pain and anger. She feels betrayed and hurt, unable to understand how it all happened.

As the bus takes Matt further, and America stands there with a heavy heart, they both come face to face with their own pain and their own demons. Their journey is far from over, and they will both need to find a way to forgive and heal each other in order to move forward, either separately or perhaps, one day, together again.


 * ACT 4:

Meanwhile, Emily, Matt's teacher, was sitting at home watching TV. for some information. Suddenly, shocking news appears on the screen: Chris Garetty has died in an accident. Her face freezes, and she feels a mixture of disbelief and pain. She immediately tries to call Matt to tell him the news, but he doesn't answer.

Memories of the past flood into his mind. Emily remembers when she was an ally to Anna and Chris, when they all fought together to protect their universe. She had developed a special relationship with the Garetty family, and the news of Chris' death upsets her deeply.

But seeing the images on television, Emily feels helpless. She doesn't know how to announce this tragedy to Matt, especially at such a difficult time when he already seems to be in the throes of pain and guilt.

Sitting there, shocked and her eyes watering, Emily remains still, unable to find the words to express how she feels. She feels helpless, without knowing how to help her student, who is also a dear friend to her. The pain of loss is almost unbearable, and she wonders how they will overcome this new tragedy in their already shattered lives.

For now, Emily stands there, lost in thought and emotion, desperately waiting for news from Matt and praying that he and America are safe despite everything they're going through.

Matt goes to his house, totally ransacked due to Higgs' invasion last time. He looks around. Matt heads to the basement and picks up a gun for some unknown reason. Matt sits on his bed.

Matt: Right now I fall asleep all the time. I can't do anything about it. I have dreams. (He pauses to look at his interlocutor.) I'll tell you one. I am King Arthur. I'm in space... with an old man. I'm not telling you this at random, when I woke up, I immediately thought of myself. Space... Space has always been my thing. (He adds after a pause, realizing:) And old people are always in stories. Anyway, I'm floating in space, with the stars, everything... And there's an old man next to it. So I don't know if it's me old, or uh... Because dreams are always a mess for that... And the old man says to me: "Are you ready to see the Grail? So I answer yes. So we're heading towards a big ball, but in fact, it's our own land. Except that instead of being very flat, it is in a ball what. Like I said, dreams are always a mess. We go down, we go down, we land on a path, in a forest, on the territory of Lord Dagonet. So don't ask me why... Especially since he's not even in the dream, that idiot, but... I don't know how to tell you, I know we're at Dagonet's. The old man turns around, he says to me... "I hope you're not afraid of the walk, because I'm warning you, it's not next door. Well, I answer him: “I don't understand why we didn't land directly closer then. He doesn't answer me, he goes ahead. I'm. I am, I am, then after a while, I say to myself... “Shit, this is the way to Camelot, here. Oh ! » that I tell him to the old man, « isn’t that the way to Camelot? " " Yes why ? " " How why ? What do I do to her? “Bah the Grail is not in Camelot, anyway! "Yes", he says to me. So I stop. " Are you kinding me ? He turns around, he says to me: "Do you want to see the Grail or do you not want to see it?" Okay, so buckle it up and follow! » 'Pi, he leaves. Good... We arrive at Camelot. The barracks, empty. Not a guard at the entrance, not a loufiat in the corridors, we pass in front of the Round Table room, no Round Table, the empty room. We continue, we continue, and we arrive in front of my bathroom door. " So ! Open up, it's back there. I say to him: "Behind there?" Where, in the bathroom? "Yeah, in the bathroom." "So I look at him, I try to see if he's not buttered or what, and then he comes in. There's the empty bathtub, finally empty... There's water, but there's no one in it. There's blood everywhere, everywhere, everywhere, everywhere... He says to me: “Here! This is the Grail! "What, is the Holy Grail, the bathroom?" "No, not the bathroom, the tub!" "Is the bathtub the Holy Grail?" "Yeah, that's the vessel that received the blood of Christ." So there in the dream, I put him an old man's pie. But the good sandwich, eh, be careful, with the head that goes sideways, the hair askew, and all. "Are you kidding me?! » that I say to him. And then there, old man, it's him who turns around and comes back, who fucks me up. I have the impression that the ceiling is falling on my face, I pull myself together, and he says to me... "What is someone who suffers, and who makes his blood flow through earth for which is everyone guilty? All suicides are Christ and all bathtubs are the Grail. And you know that we always wondered if there was not an inscription engraved at the bottom of the Grail? Well yes, there is one. Go see” he does to me. So I go there, and at the bottom of the bathtub, there is a mark: “You really broke my balls. And boom, I wake up.

Matt sits there, lost in thought, searching for answers through the chaos of his thoughts. The presence of the gun next to him is an indication of his inner distress and his desire to find answers to his deepest questions.

Lisa (representing his subconscious) appears as a soft voice in Matt's mind, responding to him as he is lost in thought.

Lisa: Matt, you know this dream is a manifestation of your own deepest emotions and fears. It's your subconscious trying to talk to you, to help you understand what's bothering you. Dreams are windows to our minds, Matt. They reflect our deepest concerns, regrets, and desires. The Grail may symbolize your desire to find the truth and understand what really happened in the past. Guilt can be a powerful emotion, but it's important to remember that you're human, Matt. We all make mistakes, but it's what we do next that counts.

Matt: Dreams don't compare.

He takes his gun.

Lisa: What are you going to do with that?

Matt: Kill me...

Matt leaves and Lisa disappears, Matt stops on the way in a park, no one around, determined to "But suddenly i; notices a tree. He suddenly quietly remembers that his mother and father got married here. Without saying one word, Matt walks up to that tree, touches its trunk, conjures up memories of his mother and hears her sweet voice humming and shed a tear.

Memories of Matt flood in as he stays there, by the tree where his parents got married. He remembers the happy times they shared together, the laughter, the warm hugs, and the comforting words of his mother. Emotions overwhelm him, and he lets go of his memories, letting his tears flow freely.

In the midst of his thoughts, an image of his mother, Anna, clearly looms in his mind. He hears her voice softly humming a soothing melody. His mother's words come to mind, words of encouragement and unconditional love.

Matt's sadness begins to mix with a sense of comfort and connection to his missing parents. He realizes that even though they are no longer physically present, their love and influence remains with him, etched in his heart and in his memories.

He remembers his father, Chris, teaching him the values of courage and compassion, and his mother showing him how to be strong and resilient in the face of adversity. He suddenly feels guided by their teachings, as if their spirit is always there to support him.

Matt realizes he's been looking for an easy way to escape his emotions, but he now understands that healing isn't a destination, it's a journey. He can't erase the past, but he can choose to come to terms with himself and find a way to live with his mistakes.

He decides to drop his gun, because he knows he can't punish himself forever. Instead, he decides to forgive himself for his past mistakes and learn to honor his parents' memory by living his life meaningfully and doing his best to help others.

America: Matt?

America appears with Hawking

Matt: How did you find me?

America: I didn't know. This place is the same as in Utopia. This place is where my parents are...

Afterwards, he confesses to America with sadness about the death of America's parents, that he is totally tired that he is overtaken by his demons and that he can no longer be a monster. He admits that he is afraid of efforts that he is afraid of becoming something.

America, with tears in her eyes after discovering the truth, tells her that she made mistakes when she arrived here and doesn't blame her about her parents and reminds her that they were afraid of losing her not because that they were afraid to die. She admits to having made mistakes but that she does not regret having met friends, her girlfriend, to have been able to find her sister and to be there for Matt saying that he is a good person, much more that a superhero.

Matt: America, I...I can't carry this burden on my own anymore. Since I arrived here, I have been haunted by the feeling of having caused the death of your parents. I tried to ignore it, to convince myself it wasn't my fault, but the truth is, I can't help but feel responsible. I'm exhausted, Ameri... I'm overtaken by my demons and I'm afraid of what I could become. Fear of becoming... something dark, monstrous. I'm sorry.

America: I'm sorry for judging without knowing, for letting anger take over compassion. I can't imagine how hard that must have been for you. But look, I... I don't blame you. I know it wasn't you who caused my parents' death. It was a tragedy, an accident... And I also know that you are a good person, much more than a superhero. You are my friend, my brother.

America apologizes for acting like a bitch at first and they reconcile.

America and Matt bicker a bit and hug.

America: I love you bro

Matt: I love you too Sister.

After the apology, America says that if they want them to stop their enemy, they're going to need help. Matt has an idea, a very bad idea...

Matt: It's risky, very risky. But if it can help us stop Higgs, then it's worth a try.

Outside the abandoned house, Matt knocks on the door with a secret chef's hat, but he hesitates for a moment.

Matt: You know, I think that's always a bad idea...

America: Oh come on Matt, we've come across worse than this. No matter what, we stick together, okay?

Matt nods and, with a hint of apprehension, knocks on the door again. Suddenly, it slams open and they find themselves face to face with three young boys, Andrew, Steve and Casey, who were once Matt's classmates.

America, after discovering that they are simply young boys, quickly closes the door, almost disappointed.

America: No.

Matt: Yes.

America, hesitant, reluctantly opens the door. Matt's friends immediately question them about what is going on, why Matt is wanted.

America, wanting to divert attention, quickly cuts off their interrogations.

America: Do you have any superpowers?!

Andrew, Steve and Casey exchange confused looks and shake their heads.

Andrew: No...

America then closes the door, her face desperate.

America: No...

Matt: Yes.

America, a bit frustrated, opens the door again. This time, she asks them if they have warned their parents that they are in danger.

Andrew, Steve and Casey: No...

Once again, she closes the door.

Americans-

But Matt interrupts him this time with a serious look.

Matt: Shut up.

America sighs and lowers her arms.

America: Okay...

Eventually, she opens the door again and the trio enters inside the abandoned house.

America (with a hint of desperation): We're screwed...

Embarrassed America sits in front of Andrew and Steve while Matt and Casey, the only girl in the group, look for a prank plan Matt was keeping to prank the school at the end of the year.

But that he intends to turn it into a trap against Higgs.

In the abandoned house, America sits a little embarrassed in front of Andrew and Steve, while Matt and Casey, the only girl in the group, start rummaging around in the corner of the room. Matt searches for something with a determined look, and Casey looks at him curiously.

America (sputtering): So uh, you...you've been Matt's friends for a long time?

Andrew: Yeah, we've known him since elementary school.

Steve: We always hung out together, we formed a team for projects and all that.

America: It's great, you kept in touch.

ANDREW Yeah, we're trying, although lately it's been a little... chaotic.

Steve: Yeah, we've noticed Matt acting weird lately. And with everything going on right now...

America (smiling): Yeah, it was tough for him. But you know, Matt is a good guy.

Andrew: Yeah, we know. He was always there for us, even in difficult times.

Meanwhile, Matt and Casey seem to have found something. Matt holds a box in his hands and smiles at Casey.

Matt: Found!

Casey (curious): What is that?

Matt (with a mischievous grin): Oh, that's something I was saving for the end of the school year. A prank plan to trap the school.

Casey (intrigued): Really? Tell me that.

Matt: The idea was to fill the classrooms with balloons, jam under the chairs, rubber chickens everywhere... In short, a real chaos. But I think we can adapt this plan to... trick someone else.

Casey (smiling): Like Higgs?

Matt (nodding): Exactly. If we could find a way to distract him, maybe we could play a trick on him for once.

Casey: I'm totally up for that!

Meanwhile, America continues to chat with Andrew and Steve, trying to defuse the tension a bit. She realizes that they are all in the same situation, facing challenges and difficult choices.

America: You know, despite everything that's going on, it's important to stick together and support each other.

Andrew: Yeah, you're right. We are all together in this mess.

Steve: And we're ready to help Matt no matter what.

America (smiling): Good to hear. You know, he may seem like a superhero to the world, but to me he's just my brother, with all his strengths and weaknesses.

Andrew: Yeah, we see that.

Eventually, Matt and Casey return to the group, with a plan in mind to trap Higgs and buy some time in their fight against him.

Matt turns to his friends, Andrew, Steve and Casey, looking serious but determined.

Matt: Guys, I need your help. We have to stop Higgs, save the future, and all that.

ANDREW (puzzled): Wait, what? Are you talking about this superhero thing and all that?

Steve (skeptical): Yeah, man, that's a little too weird for me.

Casey (doubtful): And what exactly do you want us to do?

Matt: Listen, I know it might sound crazy, but it's the reality. Higgs is causing serious problems, and if we don't stop him, it could have serious consequences for everyone.

ANDREW Alright, but why you? Why were you chosen for all this?

Matt: Because... my dad was involved in this. He died trying to do what was right, to protect people. He believed in a better future. And I want to continue what he started.

Steve (intrigued): Wait, your dad died being a superhero?

Matt: Yeah, he was kind of a vigilante. He fought against the wicked to protect the innocent. And he died for it.

Casey (thinking): That's a really touching story, Matt. But frankly, we're not superheroes. We have no powers.

Matt (with determination): I know, but we can still make a difference. Together, we are stronger. We can find a way to stop it.

After a few seconds of silence, Andrew, Steve and Casey look at each other, then turn to Matt.

Andrew: Sorry, man, but that's a bit too much for us. We can't get involved in all that.

Steve: Yeah, we have normal lives to live, you know.

Casey: Besides, we have no experience in this kind of stuff.

Matt (disappointed but understanding): I understand. It's cool. I just wanted to ask you.

Just as disappointment begins to show on Matt's face, America steps in with an impish grin.

America: If you help us stop this bad guy, I'll pay you $300 each.

The three friends exchange a surprised look, then turn their eyes attention to America.

ANDREW Wait, really?

Steve: $300? Serious ?

Casey: Are you serious?

America: Absolutely serious.

The three friends exchange another look, then nod almost simultaneously.

Andrew: Alright, we're in.

Steve: Yeah, we can do that.

Casey: For $300, why not?

Matt's face goes from shock to surprise in an instant, the three friends having just changed their minds so quickly.

Matt (incredulous): Wait, what?

America (laughing): Well, it looks like the financial motivation worked.

After agreeing to help Matt and America, Andrew, Steve and Casey find themselves hatching a plan to explain their absence to their parents. Sitting in Matt's room, the four friends chat in low voices.

ANDREW Well, we'll have to find a good excuse for our parents. They will wonder where we went.

Steve: Yeah, and "We were busy arresting a supervillain with superpowers" isn't really gonna go down.

Casey: We can tell them we're staying with friends. It's a classic.

Matt: Yeah, but they're going to want to know which ones.

America (mischievous): We can say that we stay at home.

ANDREW Wait, what?

America (with a smile): It's simple. We're going to tell our parents that we decided to have a quiet weekend at home, playing video games, watching movies, all that.

Steve: Not bad, actually. That explains why we didn't warn them sooner.

Casey: Yeah, and we can tell them we had so much fun we lost track of time.

Matt: It's a pretty ingenious idea, actually.

ANDREW Besides, it doesn't raise too many questions. I like it.

America: Fine, that's settled then. We're going to tell our parents that we're spending the weekend at home and we come back on Monday as if nothing had happened.

As the team gathers for dinner, the atmosphere is charged with emotion. They understand that the upcoming mission is risky and that this could be their last opportunity to share a meal together. They are accompanied by Hawking, the dog, who also seems to sense the tension in the air.

CASEY (in a concerned voice): If we don't make it, does that mean we're all going to die?

America (in an honest way): I would like to tell you otherwise, but the reality is that we have no control over what will happen.

Steve: And the worst part of it all is that I will never become a prima ballerina.

ANDREW (in a sad voice): You mean shattered dreams? Let me tell you something about my mother...

Andrew shares a heartbreaking story about his sick mother, illustrating the personal challenges each of them face.

Casey (with a hint of bitterness): Yeah, and me, you mean parents? My biological parents simply abandoned me at birth.

Steve (a little hesitant): Well, speaking of family issues, my mom has been cheating on my dad for years and my dad just spends his time socializing. I often feel invisible.

America (in a deeper voice): Well, if it comes to confessions... I had a love affair with Lisa, it's true. But there was also Drake. Although it seemed impossible, even taking into account my sexuality, I was truly in love with him. It's true that since I arrived here, I hate what I see in the mirror. All I see is a monster. I don't know if I'm a hero or just a lucky survivor. I'm afraid of dying. It's a thought that never leaves me. I thought I would die old, watching the sunset. But judging by the situation, death may well strike sooner than expected.

A heavy silence settles after the sincere confessions of each one. They are all aware that behind their powers and their missions, they are vulnerable individuals who have gone through difficult trials. But despite this, they continue to support each other, forming a united team in the face of the adversity that awaits them.

In the evening, everyone fell asleep, apart from Matt and Casey, his crush. Matt tells Casey, if they're going to die, Matt apologizes for being such a mean idiot a while ago and confesses to her. Matt confesses that she has a crush on her, even though she doesn't feel the same way. Matt feels relieved to have confessed and goes to bed before Casey pecks him on the cheek, possibly signifying that she has a crush on him.

In the soft darkness of the night, when most of them fall into a deep sleep, Matt and Casey lie awake, sitting in a secluded corner. A faint glow illuminates their faces, illuminating their expressions and creating an intimate atmosphere.

Matt, breaking the silence: Casey, I... I have to tell you something.

Casey, curious and attentive, looks at Matt: What is it, Matt?

Matt, looking a little uncomfortable, looks away before lifting him up to meet his eyes: I want to apologize, Casey. For everything I've said and done in the past. I acted like a fool, like a fool, and I was mean to you. I never should have...

He pauses, searching for words, then continues: And I also have to confess something to you. I know you may not feel the same, but... I have a crush on you. For a while now, in fact. I know it's probably weird to tell you this now, but with everything going on, I thought it was time to say it all, to put it all together.

A surprised expression crosses Casey's face, and then she seems to think for a moment. Finally, she sketches a slight smile, soft and warm.

CASEY, in a calm voice: Matt, believe me, I know very well that you have been an idiot and mean in the past. But I also believe that people change. And look, I'm not going to say I feel exactly the same, because that would be a lie. But... I'm also not going to say that I don't feel anything at all.

Matt, a mixture of astonishment and hope in his eyes: Really?

CASEY, still smiling, comes a little closer and gives Matt a soft kiss on the cheek: Maybe I'll let you guess the rest. Good night.

Matt, moved and smiling in turn: Good night.

They part slowly, each heading to their corner to sleep.

Sitting side by side, Matt and America prepare to spend the night in this strange and uncertain place. The faint glow of twinkling stars illuminates them faintly as America begins to weave her story, her voice soft and comforting in the silence of the night.

America: Once upon a time, in a world very different from ours, there was a young handyman genius named Chase. He had this incredible ability to bring objects to life, animate them and turn them into amazing creations. One day, while digging the ground for materials, he came across an old skeleton. But to his surprise, the skeleton turned into a human body, and that being turned out to be The Guardian.

Matt, intrigued, listens carefully: The Guardian?

America: Yeah, the keeper. He had been trapped in this lifeless body for centuries

She continues: But this revelation was only the beginning of a series of events. Chase came to the attention of the CIA, who relentlessly hunted him and his family to exploit his powers for dark purposes. And that's where Invictus comes in, a superhuman bounty hunter, created and controlled by unknown forces.

Matt's eyes sparkle with interest as he delves into America's history.

America The Guardian was undeterred. He formed a team of young allies, some with powers and some without, but all united by the will to protect the world. Together they fought against the forces of evil, pushing the limits of their abilities to save humanity.

Matt: And they did?

America, smiling: Yes, Matt. After many trials and sacrifices, The Guardian and his allies managed to defeat the Invictus army and save the world. He was a real hero.

Matt's eyes land on America, his voice tinged with a note of astonishment: America, you... you're talking about me, aren't you?

America, looking straight into Matt's eyes: Yeah.

Matt remains silent for a moment, absorbing this revelation, before muttering, I…I don't know what to say.

America: Matt, you are an extraordinary person. You have incredible powers and an unshakeable inner strength. You are our hope, our Guardian, in the face of the looming darkness. But there is one thing you should know.

Matt, the questioning look: What then?

America: Higgs will be back, Matt. And one day, you will have to face it, without me.

Matt frowns, a shadow of worry crosses his face.

Matt: Without you? For what ?

America, softly: Because I can't be with you in all your fights, Matt. I can't always be there to protect you. You are strong, Matt, much stronger than you think. And you will have to find your own way to face this challenge.

A meaningful silence settles between them, the stars shining above them. The weight of revelation and responsibility is felt, but also the strong bond that unites Matt and America.

Matt, finally: I understand. THANKS..

They exchange a smile.

Matt lets out a small sigh, his question bearing on the future of his relationship with Casey. He probably expected a different answer, but he's ready to accept the reality.

Matt: One thing? Will I end up with Casey?

America takes a light breath before answering: No...

Matt looks down, a mixture of surprise and disappointment crossing his face. But before he can say anything, America continues lightly.

America: But you'll be friends with a detective.

Matt raises an eyebrow, totally surprised by this revelation. He scans America's face, looking for clues as to what she may be hiding from him.

Matt: A detective? Seriously ?

America sketches a mischievous smile: Who knows? Maybe you'll like it.

Matt rolls his eyes, not sure how to take that remark.

Matt: Oh, please. Stop playing matchmaker.

America: Hey, I'm just giving you a glimpse of the uncertain future. Who knows what life has in store for you?

Matt sighs, shaking his head amusedly: Detective, huh? And what will it be so special?

America raises a finger, looking mysterious: That, my friend, is a well-kept secret. But know that your future holds many surprises.

Matt laughs softly, a glint of curiosity in his eyes: You are incorrigible, America.

America: That's what makes me so charming.

They share a knowing laugh.

America had settled into the park, listening to Lisa's messages. The night was silent except for the voices coming from the telephone. Suddenly, a Higgs astral projection appeared beside her, like a malevolent shadow taking shape in the darkness.

Higgs spoke in a sad voice, revealing the roots of his hatred and anger. He confessed to being abandoned and growing up in solitude, which fueled his thirst for destruction. He spoke of his conviction that genocide was the only solution, an idea deeply rooted in him. He asserted that nothing would change him, that he would remain true to his destructive nature.

America stood up, her eyes fixed on Higgs with determination, though her face expressed some pity for him.

Higgs: You know, do you know why you won't defeat him? Because that's who you are, what you've always been. A creature. An orphan abandoned on the streets, hardened like a knife. A woman with no purpose... There's no America there. No happy bride, no fulfilling life. There is only America Chavez. The monster.

America didn't allow herself to be put off by his cruel words. She looked Higgs straight in the eye, determination and strength filling her voice.

America: And it's this monster that's going to kill you.

Without another word, America turned on her heels and walked away from Higgs' astral projection, leaving behind the darkness of the night to join the light of her own convictions. The battle between them was much more than a physical confrontation. It was a clash between darkness and light, between hatred and hope, between the past and the future. And in this confrontation, America was ready to assert her true identity and fight.

Matt woke up in a room that was oddly familiar to him, though different from the one he had fallen asleep in. He rubbed his eyes, thinking he was still dreaming, but that sense of reality was undeniable. The atmosphere was tinged with an eerie aura, and Matt began to walk cautiously across the room.

His footsteps led him to a scene that seemed to upset the foundation of his reality. He saw a young America, eight years old, next to a woman he had never met before. However, he immediately felt a deep connection with her. It was America's mother, Elena.

Matt's heart sank as he understood the meaning of this moment. He glanced at the calendar on the wall and realized that was the day he learned of his mother's death and the day America's parents also perished. The scene took place in the past, at a time when the fates of several people had intertwined in an inexplicable way.

Elena gently asked America to get her toy to go to the park. Once America was gone, Elena turned her benevolent gaze to Matt, seeming to be aware of his presence.

Elena: She left, you can come, Matt.

Matt stepped forward timidly, a mixture of astonishment and emotion overwhelming him. He stood across from America's mother, a woman who was related to him in a way beyond his comprehension.

Elena: It's a great honor to meet the Guardian.

Matt, still reeling from the situation, was both honored and confused by being seen as the Guardian. He couldn't help wondering why he was witnessing this event from the past, and how he could even interact with it.

Matt: Why am I having this kind of dream? Why am I here, Elena?

Elena sketched a soft smile, letting show through with a deep understanding of the questions swirling in Matt's mind.

Elena: What you're going through isn't just a dream, Matt. It is an astral projection, an incursion of your consciousness into the past. You are here because the Guardian has chosen to show you something vital, something that connects you to these crucial moments in our lives.

Matt nodded slowly, taking in the information. The idea that his current actions were somehow connected to this moment in the past was both unsettling and fascinating.

Matt: So what does that mean? Why am I here on this specific day?

Elena: You're related to America, Matt. Your destiny is intertwined with his, his family, and larger forces than we can imagine. You are here to understand the weight of these links and how they influence the path you follow today.

Matt contemplated Elena's words, pondering how every choice and action could have repercussions far beyond what he had ever imagined.

Matt: I never understood how our lives could be linked in this way.

Elena: The mysteries of time and fate are unfathomable, Matt. You are the Guardian, responsible for watching over these bonds and ensuring that the darkness does not sever them.

Matt nodded, a new light of understanding shining in his eyes. He was beginning to grasp the importance of this role and how he was weaving the threads of fate through time.

Matt: What about America? Will she survive?

Elena's expression darkened slightly, betraying a hint of sadness in her eyes.

Elena: It's fate's choice, Matt. The paths of our lives are complex and often difficult to predict.

Matt, feeling frustration rising within him, couldn't help but feel unfair about the situation.

Matt: It's your daughter. And you don't do anything for her? You just let fate decide his fate?

Elena: (in a soft voice) It's not that simple, Matt. Fate is a complex web of events and decisions, and even we, as beings with some control over our lives, are subject to its ebbs and flows.

Matt: But who created this damn destiny? Why does America have to go through all this?

Elena stared at Matt with deep compassion, understanding his frustration and his desire to understand.

Elena: No one can answer that question definitively, Matt. Fate is a force beyond our comprehension, and we are left to accept the moments that life presents to us, whether joyful or difficult.

Matt felt a mixture of emotions boiling inside him, from anger to sadness to resignation. He realized that the concept of fate was far more complex than he had ever imagined, and that even with his power, he couldn't control everything.

Matt: I'm trying to protect America, to save her from all this chaos, but I don't even know if I'll succeed.

Elena: Sometimes, Matt, our role is to be there for those we love, to support and guide them as much as possible. Fate can be unforgiving, but these are the times when our bonds are most important.

Matt: So his story ends... with his death?

A veil of sadness covered Elena's face, as if reliving the pain of the past and the uncertainty of the future at the same time.

Elena: Just like all of us, she has an end point in this world. But what matters is the path she travels between the two.

Matt: (hesitating) Listen, I have to tell you something...

Elena: (calmly) I already know that, Matt. My wife and I know a lot of things.

Matt's eyes widened in surprise, realizing his secret might not be as well hidden as he thought.

Matt: (taking a deep breath) Listen, you're going to die. You have to protect yourself, because in a few hours...

Elena stared at Matt, already seeming to understand where he was going with this. She raised her hand to stop him.

Elena: Matt. We must not change the future. Events must take their course, even if they are painful. We cannot manipulate time to our liking.

Matt: But if I can save you, if I can stop all of this from happening...

Elena: (softly) Look, Matt. We all have our part to play in this vast scheme. Sometimes sacrifice is part of that role. And if you change something, even with the best of intentions, it can lead to unintended and potentially more serious consequences.

Matt looked at Elena with understanding in his eyes. He realized that even with his powers, there were limits to what he could change. Time was a powerful and complex force, and altering its course could have repercussions it could not foresee.

It's a hard lesson to learn, Matt. But it's also an important part of growing up and finding your place in this world.

Matt nodded slowly, feeling both a certain sadness and a newfound wisdom. Sometimes you had to face reality as it was, even if it meant giving up on your own desires and aspirations.

Elena: (with a sweet smile) And remember, Matt, every moment we have, every bond we make, they go down in history, even when we're gone.

Matt returned a grateful smile, sensing a special connection to Elena, a mutual understanding of what it meant to be bound by time and fate.

Matt: Thank you, Elena.

Elena: You're welcome, Matt. Take care of yourself and those around you.

Matt nodded and took one last look at the landscape around him, wondering what other lessons time had to teach him before bringing him back to his own present.

Matt woke up, snapping back to reality, and found himself lying next to America in peaceful silence.

America: Are you ready?

Matt: Yes.

Feeling determined, Matt picked up his phone and dialed a number, his heart beating a little faster as the dial tone rang.

Matt: Hello? I need your help.


 * ACT 5:

In the Convergys building, Emily had transformed into Rosa McDowell, a false identity she had created to infiltrate the premises. With a determined air, she introduced herself to the security guards, using all her presence to convince them.

Emily (as Rosa McDowell): I'm Rosa McDowell, site manager. These workers are under my direct supervision. We have an important meeting with the building officials.

The security guards looked a little puzzled as they looked at the young workers, who were actually Andrew, Steve and Casey in disguise. However, Rosa didn't let that get in her way. She used her charisma and determination to convince them that everything was in order.

Security guard: These workers seem quite young, don't they?

Rosa (Emily): Don't let their looks fool you. They are experts in their field and they have been specially chosen for this project. You would be well advised not to underestimate them.

Rosa's bold remark unsettled the security guards who seemed slightly intimidated by her. She had managed to put them down and humiliate them effortlessly, making them doubt their own judgments.

Eventually, Rosa and the "workers" managed to get on the elevator, getting closer to their goal. Meanwhile, America and Matt pull out cardboard boxes they had brought with them, presumably containing gear or disguises for their infiltration.

Tensions mounted as they prepared to take the next step in their risky plan. Adrenaline raced through their veins as they stood ready for anything that came their way in the Convergys building.

The team had split into pairs to enact their daring plan. Matt had teamed up with Emily to carry out their part of the plan, while America was with Casey and Steve with Andrew. The Convergys building was a maze of opportunity and danger, and they had to act quickly and with precision.

As Matt and Emily worked together to set up their trap, Matt couldn't help but wonder why Emily, his teacher, had agreed to get involved in all of this. He tried to understand his motives.

Matt: Emily... Why did you decide to help me with all this?

Emily, adjusting one element of the trap: Matt, it's kind of my role as a teacher. I mean, I'm supposed to guide my students and help them succeed, even outside of the classroom.

Matt: Yeah, but still, it goes way beyond that. Why are you taking so many risks?

Emily turned to Matt, a serious look in her eyes. She sighed slightly before answering.

Emily: Matt, a while ago, you should know. I was... I am... I was in love with Matt's father.

Matt looked at her, slightly surprised by this unexpected revelation.

Matt: Seriously?

Emily: Yes. And when it all started, when things started to get out of hand, I couldn't sit idly by. I wanted to help, I had to help. I couldn't let Chris Garetty's past and everything he did be smeared by Higgs.

Matt: I screwed up, Mrs. Taylor. After my mother died, I became an idiot, an asshole. I feel like I got lost.

Emily: Matt, you've been through a tough time. Losing your mother... it wasn't easy. And I understand why you're angry and confused. But you're not alone, you know. And you're not that monster you think you are.

Matt, sincerely: I'm so sorry for what happened to America's parents. If only I had been more careful...

Emily, softly: Matt, you can't blame yourself for this. You still have the opportunity to make a difference.

Matt: Emily...Could I...be familiar with you?

Emily, sketching a slight smile: Don't get too carried away, young man.

As events unfolded, Casey turned to America with a question that seemed to weigh on his mind.

Casey: America, do you think I'll end up with Matt?

America: (smiles) Only time will tell, Casey.

Casey: (lightly teasing) So who do you think will be the lucky one for him?

America: (laughing) Oh, you know, fate is full of surprises. But apparently, in a few years, a detective will come into his life.

Casey: A detective, really? It's gonna be interesting to see.

America: (winks) Who knows?

Meanwhile, as Steve and Andrew prepared for their part of the mission, a worrying thought crossed Steve's mind. He turned to Andrew with a serious expression.

Steve: Hey, Andrew, what are you thinking?

Andrew: (adjusting his gear) Oh, lots of stuff, you know. But why this serious head?

Steve: (hesitantly) It's just that... if anything ever happened to me on this mission, do you think about what would happen to my parents?

ANDREW (looking at Steve) Hey, don't start talking like that. We're all gonna get out of here, okay?

Steve: (sighing) I really hope so, but it's just... I can't stop thinking about it. My parents are counting on me, and if I don't come back, I don't know what they will do.

Andrew: (putting a hand on Steve's shoulder) Listen, I understand your concerns. But we're going to do everything to get each of us out of here safe and sound. And if ever there was a problem, we'd be here to help your parents, okay? We are a team, and we take care of each other.

Steve: (smiling slightly) Thank you, Andrew. I really appreciate that.

After carefully placing the trap, the team gathers in a dark corner of the room, trying to come up with a strategy to approach Higgs undetected. As they chatted in low tones, Matt suddenly began to feel a presence, a familiar sensation that made the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end. He motioned for the others to shut up and hide quickly.

Matt: (whispering) Hide, quick. Don't make any noise.

America, Casey, Andrew and Steve obeyed immediately, hiding behind shelves and crates, concealing their presence as much as possible. Matt stood silently by a window, his senses heightened searching for any clues.

Suddenly he saw a figure below, on the other side of the window. It was Higgs, staring at the building as if searching for something. Matt felt his heart beat faster, knowing he couldn't let Higgs detect it. He gave Higgs a subtle nod, hoping that would be enough to make him disappear.

Incredibly, Higgs seemed to pick up that signal. Her eyes went straight to the window where Matt was standing, and for a moment, their gazes met. Then, with an enigmatic expression, Higgs suddenly disappeared from Matt's sight.

The team members remained hidden, unsure of what had just happened. Matt turned to them, motioning for them to come out of hiding.

The team gathers around Matt, knowing that the decisive moment has arrived. Matt stood before them, his gaze filled with determination.

Matt: Listen, guys... It's time. I need to confront Higgs, put a stop to this.

Steve: (in a firm voice) Matt, you know you don't have to do this alone, right?

Andrew: Yeah, we're all in this together.

Casey: (smiling) Yeah, you're gonna miss us, even if it's just a little bit

Emily approached Matt and hugged him warmly, expressing her silent support.

Emily: Be careful, okay?

Matt: (smiling) Don't worry, Emily. I will manage.

After exchanging a few words of encouragement with each of his friends, Matt turned to Casey, who seemed particularly moved.

Matt: Casey, I... (hesitates) I should have told you this a long time ago. I really appreciate you, and I apologize for everything I've said and done. I... I hope we can be friends no matter what.

Casey smiled softly at her and, without a word, gave her a kiss on the cheek, a gesture full of understanding and acceptance.

Casey: Good luck, Matt.

Next, Matt approached Steve and Andrew, his closest friends for so many years.

Steve: (tears in his eyes) Take care, man. And if you ever get captured by Higgs, you know we'll be there to get you out, right?

ANDREW Yeah, we're not gonna let that asshole hurt you.

Matt: (smiling) Thanks, guys. You guys are the best buds a guy can have.

Finally, Matt turned to America, his gaze falling on her with a certain seriousness.

America: (serious) Matt, you know what you have to do. The plan is clear. Push the button as soon as you get the chance, and I'll be there to intervene.

Matt: (nodding) Yeah, got it. Don't worry, I'll make it work.

America: (serious) But I want you to promise me one thing.

Matt: So what?

America: (eyes shining) That you'll be back. Promise me you'll come back safe and sound.

Matt: (glaring at America) I...I can't promise you that, America. You know how risky this mission is.

America: (in a firm voice) Matt, I don't care about all this Guardian or fate stuff. What I want is for you to come back. I've already lost my parents, I can't lose a brother.

Matt: (touched) I understand, America. I will do everything I can to come back. But I can't give you an absolute promise.

America: (determined) So remember this: get up and fight, no matter what.

Matt: (smiling) Got it. Thank you, America.

After this serious exchange, Matt mentally prepared to face Higgs, knowing that this battle would be one of the most important of his life. America's words of encouragement echoed in his mind, giving him the strength to carry on despite the uncertainties that surrounded him.

The rooftop was quiet, the atmosphere tense as Matt and Higgs faced each other. Their eyes met, each bearing the weight of their own destiny.

Matt: (calmly) Higgs.

Higgs: (slight smile) Matt.

Confrontation was inevitable, and Matt wasted no time. He asked the question that had been on his mind for so long.

Matt: That's right, isn't it? I really killed America's parents.

Higgs: (Emotionless) Yeah, that's right. It was you.

Higgs' unfazed face contrasted with Matt's tormented emotions. He walked over to Higgs, his eyes reflecting his determination.

Matt: Why, Higgs? Why did you do that ?

Higgs: (in a cold voice) To accomplish my mission, Matt. To bring the end of the world.

Higgs then told the story of his own dying planet and how he had devised his plan for mass genocide, a plan that his own race had rejected. He had worked with his creators to realize his vision, foreseeing the end of the world with the help of a portal powered by Matt's blood.

Matt: (in a mocking tone) Prophet Higgs, huh?

Higgs: (calmly) I'm just a survivor, Matt.

The conversation continued, oscillating between chilling revelations and intense arguments. Matt accused Higgs of wanting to sacrifice billions of innocent lives for his own ends, while Higgs explained that his goal was to protect Matt by creating a new future.

Higgs: (explaining) I plan to carry out a random and fair genocide across the entire universe with the portal and the sample of your blood. A new world will be born from the destruction of the old.

Higgs then showed the remote, the key to the trap he had set. Matt, preoccupied with the consequences, felt a hint of hope.

Matt: (intrigued) So that's where it all comes down to?

Higgs: (destroying the remote) Not anymore. I don't need this anymore.

The situation was complex, and Matt sought to understand Higgs' motives. He questioned her about her apparent indifference to human lives.

Matt: How can you do this to innocent humans?

Higgs: (Emotionless) Because I'm only doing this for you, Matt. To protect you from the future.

Matt: (persisting) Destroying innocent lives is not the solution.

Higgs: (retorting) Humans destroy themselves, Matt. Look around you, wars, conflicts... I just put an end to it all.

Higgs confessed that he didn't enjoy destroying lives, but he believed it was the only path to a better future.

Higgs: (looking at Matt) I'm sorry, Matt. But it is the only solution.

As Matt's words echoed through the air, Higgs put on a surprised expression. He quickly scanned the surroundings and realized the multitude of pipes surrounding him. That's when he realized something was wrong – Matt's remote had no batteries.

Higgs: (puzzled) Wait a minute...

Before he could react, a countdown sequence rang through the air. 5... 4... 3... 2... 1... 0...

Suddenly, a series of explosions rocked the building, causing a wave of debris and dust to ripple through the pipes. A shower of mercury rained down on the armours of Higgs' troops, instantly disabling them.

Into this chaos, America appeared, ready for battle. She gave Matt a determined look, and together they engaged in an intense battle against the forces of Higgs. America's superhuman powers and Matt's mastery of the elements created a spectacular spectacle of energy blasts, aerial attacks and strategic moves.

The battles raged, the powers and skills of each side clashing fervently. Sparks flew, explosions rang out and the atmosphere was electric as both sides struggled to gain the upper hand.

The wind swirled around them, debris flew in all directions, and superhuman powers clashed violently. America and Matt were determined to put an end to Higgs' destructive plans, save their world and protect the future.

The battle continued with increasing intensity, every blow, every move, every burst of power weighing heavily in this epic struggle for survival and freedom. The stakes were high, and every moment counted as both sides battled to take control of their destiny.

As the battle raged, America recognized the urgency of the situation. She turned her attention to Emily and the children, knowing they needed to be brought to safety.

America: Emily, get them away from here! Everyone take cover!

Emily: (determined) Come on, kids! We have to go!

Emily and the children (Andrew, Casey, and Steve) raced to escape as quickly as possible, getting away from the thick of the battle. They ran through the debris and dust, looking for a safe place to hide.

However, as they fled, they came face to face with one of Higgs' brutes, a mountain of muscle and anger. Emily reacts quickly, getting between the kids and the bully to distract her.

Emily: Hey, you! Surprise me if you can!

Higgs' brute was momentarily disoriented by Emily and charged at her in anger. However, during this time, the children had spotted a chair and duct tape not far away. They acted quickly, grabbing the chair and quickly tying the bully down with the duct tape.

The children worked together with fierce determination, using cunning and brute force to neutralize the threat. Once the bully was securely tied to the chair, they pushed her towards the open window.

The combined weight of the brute and the chair tipped the whole thing out of the window, and they disappeared downstairs in a burst of destruction. The fall was quick and fatal, and the brute crashed to the ground below.

Emily: Ok, we have to get out of here fast!

Suddenly, a surprise attack from Kira hits Emily, catching her off guard. Emily gets up quickly despite the pain.

Emily: (shouting at the children) Get out of here!

The children continue to run, looking for a way to escape from this chaos. But their escape is interrupted by an encounter with a menacing monster dog. However, Hawking, the ally dog, quickly intervenes, standing ready to defend the children. He attacks the monster, creating a diversion for the children to escape to safety.

Emily, meanwhile, isn't giving up on Kira. She gets up with determination and confronts Kira.

Kira: It's between you and me, bitch!

Emily: (defiant) Come on, I'll be waiting for you, you poor bitch!

A fierce fight ensues between Emily and Kira, two powerful women engaged in a duel of strength and skill. The blows and dodges are linked, while each tries to take advantage of the other. The two fighters confront each other with electrifying intensity, their quick and precise movements filling the air with tension. Punches, kicks and blocks follow one another in a rhythmic combat choreography.

Emily doesn't back down from Kira's threat and uses all her skill to retaliate.

She demonstrates incredible agility and amazing strength, not letting Kira get the upper hand. The two women engage in a fierce fight, each blow filled with determination and resolve.

Meanwhile, the children manage to get away from the ongoing battle, looking for a safe place to hide and hoping that their allies will emerge victorious from this fierce struggle.

Kira seems to gain the upper hand in the fight, momentarily outclassing Emily. However, Emily is undeterred. As Kira prepares for one final blow, Emily grabs a nearby brick, acting on instinct.

Emily: (gasping) NOBODY. DON'T TREAT ME. BITCH!

With strength increased by her determination, Emily hits Kira with the brick. The blow is powerful and unexpected, causing Kira to falter. Emily immediately follows up with a devastating final blow, which appears to be fatal for Kira.

The scene quiets as the fight ends, leaving Emily gasping but victorious. She gazes at Kira's limp body with a combination of satisfaction and exhaustion. Then, Emily spits on the floor, showing her contempt for her defeat.

While Emily escapes from the combat zone, Hawking comes face to face with the monster dog that attacked them. The dog growls and bares his teeth, ready to fight. Hawking, though an intelligent and powerful dog, knows he has to tread carefully.

Hawking quickly assesses the situation and jumps aside as the monster dog tries to bite him. Hawking takes the opportunity to land a well-placed paw kick on the flank, causing him to step back temporarily. The monster dog straightens up quickly, shaking his head to recover from the attack.

Hawking stays on the move, deftly dodging the monster dog's attacks while looking for an opening to counterattack. He knows he can't afford to let his guard down, as this fight is crucial for the safety of the children and everyone else involved.

As the monster dog charges again, Hawking leaps onto its back, momentarily throwing it off balance. He takes the opportunity to bite the dog's neck with force, hoping to neutralize it. The monster dog struggles furiously, but Hawking holds on, using all of his strength to maintain his hold.

Eventually, the monster dog shows signs of weakening. Hawking maintains his hold for a few more moments, until the dog collapses to the ground, defeated. Hawking carefully backs away, watching the monster dog to make sure he doesn't get back up.

When Hawking sees the threat gone, he rejoins the rest of the team, showing signs of exhaustion but also pride for protecting his friends.

As the battle rages on, Matt manages to get his hands on a mecha left behind by the enemy. He climbs inside the cabin, grabbing the controls with determination. The mech is massive and powerful, equipped with advanced weapons and shields. Matt knows this is his chance to tip the scales in favor of their team.

Higgs' armies advance, but as soon as Matt's mech activates, it looms up before them like a wall of steel. The mech's weapons ignite, firing volleys of projectiles and lasers at opposing forces. Explosions rock the battlefield, creating utter chaos.

Matt maneuvers the mech skillfully, dodging enemy fire while dealing massive damage to their ranks. Higgs' armies are unprepared to deal with such a striking force, and they begin to retreat under the pressure of Matt's mech.

Meanwhile, America faces Higgs in an intense fight. The two engage in an exchange of blows and powers, using all their skill and power to get the better of the other. America is determined to put an end to Higgs' destructive plans, while he is determined to defend his vision to the end.

Bolts of power light up the sky as America and Higgs continue their clash. Waves of energy collide, creating explosions of light and brute force. Both opponents are exhausted, but they continue to fight with unwavering intensity.

Meanwhile, Matt's mech continues to wreak havoc among Higgs' armies. Enemies are forced back further, unable to cope with the mecha power and Matt's pilot skills. Higgs' reinforcements attempt to contain the mech, but Matt continues to fend them off, determined to clear a path for his friends.

As Matt's mech shows signs of instability and threatens to explode, Matt reacts quickly. He jumps out of the cockpit just in time, rolling on the ground to get away from impending danger. The mech explodes behind him, sending debris and flames flying in all directions.

Moving quickly, Matt takes cover behind a piece of debris, catching his breath and assessing the situation. Matt grabs a gun, checks its magazine, and gets it ready for action. As the firefights continue around him, Matt chooses his moment carefully. When an opportunity presents itself, he rears up and opens fire, aiming at approaching enemies.

Matt's shots are accurate and well placed, hitting Higgs' soldiers and forcing them back. His mastery of the firearm allows him to take advantage, even without the protection of the mecha. It moves strategically, using surrounding debris and structures as cover while continuing to fire at enemies.

Meanwhile, America continues her fierce fight against Higgs. The power bolts still collide, creating sparks of energy in the air. The two adversaries are exhausted, but their determination does not weaken. America taps into her energy reserves, using her powers with increasing intensity to try to overcome Higgs.

The battle rages around them, but Matt and America are focused on their respective goals. Matt continues to fire with precision, knocking enemies back and creating an opportunity for his friends to regroup. For her part, America looks for an opening in Higgs' defense, seeking to disarm and incapacitate him.

As chaos reigns around them, America quickly spots the explosive grenade heading towards Matt. She only has a moment to react, and her protective instinct takes over. She violently pushes Higgs and rushes towards Matt, dragging him away from the impending explosion.

The explosion rings out, creating a devastating shock wave that shakes the ground and disorients the duo. No sooner had they come to their senses than Matt noticed a soldier pointing his gun at him, ready to fire. However, before the killing shot can be fired, America throws herself between the two, taking the bullet for her.

America's cry of pain echoes through the air, and Matt reacts instinctively by taking the soldier down with a precise shot. He rushes towards America, panicked, as she begins to activate a protective shield around them. The soldiers' shots bounce off the shield, but the effort to maintain it is evident on America's face.

In his eyes, America sees a mixture of fear and determination in Matt. Watching him, she relives memories of her own childhood, when she was a brave and daring young girl. Through this gaze, she finds the strength to overcome her own fear and make a decision.

She puts her hand on Matt's face with a brave smile, then hands him her "lightsaber". Matt grabs it, understanding America's silent message. She is ready to do anything for Matt to confront Higgs and save the world.

The two rise with determination, America deactivates her shield to attack Higgs while Matt channels his uncontrollable powers with increasing intensity. Bolts of energy intertwine as they charge at Higgs, determined to stop him.

Higgs, realizing his plan is falling apart, tries to escape in his ship. But before he can leave, America gathers all her strength and generates a blast of intense energy. She shouts "NOW!" and Matt rushes to the ship, jumping inside just in time.

The ship explodes in a spectacular blast, engulfing Higgs' army and marking the end of his reign of terror. As the debris dissipates into the air, America remains on her feet, breathing heavily but proud of what she has accomplished. She knows the sacrifice was worth it, because she saved the world and protected those she loves.

Meanwhile, inside the crumbling ship, Matt catches his breath, shaken but alive. He looks around, realizing that thanks to America, they have triumphed. The explosion marked the end of the nightmare that was Higgs and its apocalyptic threat.

Matt knows America made a brave choice, a choice that could have cost him his life. But he's grateful she's by his side, and he knows their friendship and bond is stronger than ever. As he gazes up at the clear sky above him, he knows the future is full of possibility and hope.

The scene was chaotic. Matt was still in Higgs' ship, desperately controlling the controls to keep the ship from crashing. Meanwhile, America stood on the roof, breathing heavily from the explosion. Suddenly, the calm was shattered by a resounding gunshot. Matt felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, and he looked down to see a bullet dig into his flesh.

Kira was there, hurt but determined, holding her gun with a cynical smile. She mocks of Matt's attachment to the young boy, playing on the fact that his life was at stake. His words echoed in Matt's mind, reinforcing his vulnerability. He felt like the situation was completely out of his hands.

Kira (hurt): You really care about this kid. As if it were "your son". Who's going to die, you...or him-

America drew her gun and fired with deadly precision. The bullet hit Kira square in the forehead, ending his threat once and for all. Matt watched, a combination of relief and sadness washing over him.

But as calm returned, a new threat presented itself. The ship's doors began to close, leaving America alone outside. Matt desperately tried to override the closing of the doors, but his bloody hands slipped on the controls. He could only watch helplessly as the doors closed, separating America from him.

Frustration and panic welled up inside him as he realized there was not much he could do to help America right now. His shoulder ached, and the ship was still moving. He knew he had to stabilize the situation inside first before he could do anything else.

As America sat there alone on the roof, she watched the sunset in a different way. The warm colors of the sky blended with the clouds and shadows of the city, creating a beautiful yet melancholy tableau. She felt a dull ache in her chest where the bullet had hit her, but she was trying hard not to let the pain overwhelm her.


 * ACT 6:

Inside Higgs' ship, the atmosphere was tense as Matt desperately tried to collect his own blood. He knew that if Higgs managed to give it to his "boss", it could have devastating consequences for the entire universe. His hands shook slightly as he opened a compartment containing his stored blood.

Just as Matt was about to take the tube of blood, Higgs appeared, acting with surprising speed. Matt looked up sharply, taken aback by the sudden attack. Higgs was determined to prevent him from getting his own blood back and he wasn't going to let Matt succeed so easily.

Matt narrowly dodged a punch from Higgs, feeling the wind of impact blow past his face. He backed up quickly, stepping back to consider his next move. Higgs wore an icy expression, his gaze fixed on Matt with relentless determination. He knew that this confrontation was crucial, that the fate of the universe could be sealed here.

Suddenly, Matt unsheathed his "lightsaber", causing it to glow with an intense blue glow. He launched into the attack, swinging the saber deftly to parry Higgs' blows. Sparks crackled each time the saber collided with Higgs' attacks, and the two opponents danced in a dangerous dance of energy swords.

The fight was intense and fast-paced, every move calculated and executed with precision. Matt felt the adrenaline rush through his veins, the tension of the situation increasing his focus and concentration. He was evaluating every opening, every weakness in Higgs' defense, looking for the perfect moment to counterattack.

The exchanges followed one another, Matt's "lightsaber" and Higgs' attacks creating an impressive visual spectacle. The bright sparks lit up the dark room of the ship, while the blows echoed like defiance.

Matt felt his heart beating rapidly in his chest, his breathing quickening as the fight continued. Every move required total concentration, every decision could be the one that would determine the outcome of the duel.

Eventually, in a moment of opportunity, Matt managed to disarm Higgs, knocking his energy weapon out of his hand. This was the chance he was waiting for. He took advantage of the advantage to launch a determined attack. His "lightsaber" hit Higgs head-on, sending out a blast of energy on impact.

Higgs was pushed back, letting out a groan of pain. Matt's face was strained, his muscles tense as he stood ready to continue fighting. He knew Higgs wouldn't be defeated so easily.

Higgs' gaze hardened as he slowly got to his feet, looking even more determined despite the injuries. The fight was far from over, and Matt was ready to do anything to put an end to the threat that Higgs posed. The two adversaries faced each other again, ready to fight until the end.

As the fight between Matt and Higgs raged, the force that emanated from their powers seemed to unleash a destructive power within. of the ship. Force-sensitive energies collided, creating explosions and shockwaves that rattled the walls and threatened to tear the ship to pieces.

Matt was using every ounce of his determination and strength to fight Higgs. Their movements were fluid and brutal, their powers intertwining in a chaotic dance of light and energy. The walls of the ship seemed to tremble under the power of their clashes.

Suddenly, Matt concentrated all his strength and violently threw Higgs backwards. Higgs was sent flying into a wall with colossal force, dazed by the impact. Matt, exhausted but determined, rushed to the ship's engine, knowing he had to act quickly to stop the threat from spreading.

Matt's hands were shaking as he placed a detonator in the engine. The tension was palpable as he hurried towards the exit. However, Higgs got to his feet, showing one last time his determination to stop Matt. He faced her, remote control in hand, threatening to set off the explosion that would take them both away.

Matt stared at the remote, struggling with his emotions and beliefs. Higgs teased Matt, pointing to his apparent reluctance to kill. That's when Matt replied in a confident voice, "I'm the Guardian."

A final power exchange took place between Matt and Higgs, and Matt managed to throw Higgs backwards with immense force. Higgs, unbalanced, was taken by surprise and Matt took the opportunity to attack him with his lightsaber. The saber dug into Higgs' body, ending his threat once and for all.

Higgs, badly injured, said Garetty's name before succumbing to his wounds. Matt, exhausted, staggered for a moment before staggering towards the exit of the ship. But his fatigue got the better of him, and he fell into the void.

However, in her last moments of consciousness, America remembered her power to create portals. Despite her own weakness, she managed to create portals just in time to catch Matt in mid-air. They landed in town, safe and sound, but out of breath.

Their eyes met, grateful and exhausted. America smiled weakly at Matt before succumbing to her injuries, gently collapsing beside him.

Matt's heart was pounding as he stared at America's lifeless body. Shock and pain seemed to envelope his mind as he knelt beside her. Tears rolled down his cheeks as he whispered her name, hoping almost against hope that she would wake up.

Then, something strange happened. A thin trickle of blood ran from America's skin, then mysteriously disappeared. Matt heard a faint heartbeat, so faint he could have missed it if he wasn't so attentive.

He whirled around and saw America's eyes slowly open. A smile crept onto her face as she coughed weakly, and a glint of joy danced in her tired eyes.

America: (with a weak laugh) Matt...you look really miserable crying.

Incredible relief shot through Matt as he watched her regain consciousness. He couldn't believe he saw her alive again, his emotions rapidly changing from sadness to joy.

Matt: (smiling) Never do that, okay? You freaked me out.

America gave him a mischievous smile, though weakened by her condition.

America: (laughs) Alright, alright, I promise not to die without your permission.

Matt couldn't help but laugh in response to her mischievous tone. He hugged her tightly, as if afraid she would disappear again.

As the tension eased and the urgency lessened, America and Matt exchanged knowing glances. Their fight was over for now, but they both knew the adversary would one day return. It was a victory, but it was temporary.

America: It's over, at least for today.

Matt: Yes, but Higgs will find a way back.

The words were serious, but there was a certain resolution in their voices. They knew they were bound by a destiny that was beyond them, and they were ready to continue to fight.

America: Are we going home then?

Matt: Yeah, but before that, we have to go get the others.

America nodded, and pulled out her phone to call Emily and the other members of their team.

As the van drove them back to Matt, the atmosphere was a mixture of relief and fatigue. Emily had decided to tell a story to distract the team a bit from everything they had just been through. The children, Andrew, Steve and Casey, as well as Hawking the dog, were attentive, as were Matt and America. They knew that despite the difficult moment, a little distraction was welcome.

Emily: You know, there is a fascinating story connected to the end of the Second World War. A story about the death of Adolf Hitler.

Andrew: Adolf who?

Emily: Adolf Hitler, he was the leader of a totalitarian regime in Germany during the war. He was responsible for many atrocities.

Steve: Yeah, I think I heard about him in history class.

Emily: Right. So, towards the end of the war, in April 1945, the Allied forces were approaching Berlin, the capital of Germany. Hitler knew the situation was hopeless and that defeat was inevitable. Rather than surrender, he made a highly controversial decision.

Casey: What did he do?

Emily: He committed suicide. On April 30, 1945, Hitler shot himself in the head in his bunker in Berlin. He also took a cyanide capsule to ensure that death would be quick.

The children listened with fascination, while Hawking also seemed attentive.

Andrew: Why did he do that?

Emily: He didn't want to be captured by Allied forces and brought to justice for his crimes. He preferred to die rather than face the consequences of his actions.

Steve: It's crazy to think that someone could be so terrifying and cruel.

Emily: It's true. Hitler's story reminds us of the importance of facing our actions and taking responsibility for our choices. It is also a lesson in the consequences of hatred and cruelty.

Once home, the team was exhausted but grateful to be safe. Matt, America and Hawking got out of the van. Matt looked at them all with gratitude and emotion.

Matt: Thanks for everything guys. You saved my life.

America: And as promised, here is your reward.

She pulled out three envelopes, each containing $300. She handed them to Andrew, Steve and Casey.

Andrew, Steve and Casey were surprised and delighted at the same time.

Andrew: Seriously? You didn't have to...

Steve: That's a lot of money, thank you.

Casey: Wow, thanks guys. We didn't expect that.

America: You risked your life to help us, and we will never forget that. It's our way of saying thank you.

Matt added with a genuine smile, "And as they say, friendship is priceless. You guys are amazing."

The three friends exchanged a knowing look, acknowledging the importance of this experience and the connection they had developed.

Andrew: It was crazy, but I guess it was worth it.

Steve: Yeah, at least we had a story to tell.

Casey: And bonus money, I'm not going to complain.

They shared a moment of laughter and relief, knowing that despite the extraordinary circumstances, they had come out stronger from this adventure.

Matt looked at Emily with sincerity and gratitude.

Matt: Thank you. You are one hell of a professor.

Emily smiled warmly, touched by Matt's words.

Emily: Thanks, Matt. It was an honor to help you, and I'm really proud of what you've accomplished.

Matt nodded gratefully.

Matt: I don't know how you handled it all, but you were amazing.

Emily: Well, I guess there's always more to us than meets the eye. And sometimes circumstances lead us to do things we never imagined.

They shared a knowing smile, knowing that this experience had brought them together in a unique way.

Matt: I hope you can go back to your normal life after all this.

Emily: Oh, don't worry about me. Teachers are used to chaotic situations from time to time. But I'm glad I could help you save the world, even if it was a little out of my comfort zone.

Matt: You were more than a teacher. You have been a true hero.

Emily blushed slightly, touched by the compliment.

Emily: Thanks, Matt. It was a great team, and I'm glad I got to be part of it, even if it was just for a short time.

They shared one last warm smile, acknowledging the impact this experience had had on them and their relationship.

America: Goodbye, take care.

The rest of the team got into the van to leave.

Emily: I confiscate this.

She took the $300 from each of the team members.

Steve: Hey, it's our money!

Emily: Always help someone without expecting anything in return!

The team members started arguing as the van drove off.

America, Matt and Hawking are walking towards the house, and once inside:

Matt: Now, how are we going to get you home?

America: I don't know. But I just want to rest and eat pizza...

Matt: America... (points to Azrael)

Matt steps into the back of America, looking concerned.

America (to Azrael): LISTEN TO ME, I'M REALLY NOT IN MOOD RIGHT NOW! I HAD TO LEAVE INTO A DESERT, CROSS BILLIONS OF DIMENSIONS, JUMP OUT OF A PLANE, GET STRUCK BY CARS, I HAVE BULLETS EVERYWHERE! SO IF YOU WANT TO TOUCH MATT, YOU WILL HAVE TO GO OVER MY BODY FIRST.

Azrael removes his hood, revealing that it is Amalia, America's mother.

America (tears in her eyes): Mom?

Amalia (tears of joy): Good evening, my daughter.

America runs to her mother and hugs her, the two finally reuniting after all the hardships America had been through.

Matt watches this moment fondly as Amalia and America reunite.

Amalia: You have grown so much, my daughter.

America: I missed you so much. But you died...

Amalia then explains that she comes from the past, but was sent back in time to accomplish a specific mission. This mission is to send America into Matt's universe, as the fates of the two have long been linked.

America: So you sent me to this universe.

Amalia (nods): Yes, honey. It was necessary to protect both of our futures. Your existence in this universe is crucial for the rest of the events.

America: So I can go home, to my universe?

Amalia: Yes. Everything will be as if nothing had happened.

America: How so?

Amalia (sad) Honey, that means...

Matt: That I'll forget everything.

Matt (shyly): Hello, Amalia. It's an honor to finally meet you.

Amalia smiles softly at him and shakes Matt's hand.

Amalia: It is truly an honor to meet the Guardian.

America: Wait, you're saying Matt's gonna forget again?

Amalia: I'm afraid so. Space-time must not become chaos.

She explains everything in detail.

Amalia: You can find all your friends, Lisa.

America: But...

Matt: She's right, America. Don't change the past too much.

--

America, her eyes filled with sadness, looks at Matt then at her mother.

America: So... everything we've been through here, all the times we've shared, it's all going to fade from Matt's memory...

Amalia (compassionately): I'm sorry, honey. I understand that is hard to accept. But it is necessary to preserve the harmony of the universe.

Amalia walks over to Matt and gently takes his hand.

Amalia: Matt, I know it's hard, but you're the Guardian. You bear a great responsibility. And even if you won't remember everything that happened here, you will continue to play an important role in the future.

America, tears streaming down her cheeks, takes a deep breath.

America: Alright, mom. If that's what it takes to get everything in order, then I accept it.

Amalia gently shakes America's hand.

Amalia: You are strong, darling. And no matter what, know that I love you and that I'm proud of you.

Matt (with resolution): And I will make sure everything goes well, even if I don't remember everything.

While the situation is emotional, an atmosphere of understanding and determination fills the room. The three of them know that sacrifices are necessary to preserve the future.

Matt: Amalia, please, when everything is back to normal, when I can't remember everything that happened here, I would like to find my father, I want the people who were close during these adventures come to life.

Amalia: It's planned, Matt.

Matt looks at Amalia, his eyes expressing a mixture of hope and emotion.

Matt: Really? Do you promise everything will go back to how it was?

Amalia (softly): Yes, Matt. When everything is restored, things will be back to normal. The people you have lost will find their place in your life.

A slight smile forms on Matt's face. America, though still saddened by the situation, offers Matt an encouraging smile.

America: So even if you don't remember those times, at least you'll have the chance to make new memories with the people you care about reuniting with.

Matt nods slowly.

Matt: Thank you, Amalia. Thank you for doing everything to help us.

Amalia: It's my role as a mother. And I'm proud of you, Matt.

America: You're not coming back either?

Amalia: You keep me in your memories okay?

America and Amalia embrace emotionally.

Matt: I'm sorry for what I did to your family.

Amalia: Matt, fate brought us all together. The choices we make, even in difficult times, shape our future. Don't regret what has brought you this far, as it has also created valuable bonds and memories.

Matt smiled slightly at her, feeling a weight eased by her comforting words.

Matt: Thank you.

Amalia and Matt shake hands

Amalia turns to America, gently placing a hand on her cheek.

Amalia: Take care, darling. Be strong and continue to protect those who count for you.

America discreetly wipes away a tear and smiles at her mother.

America: I promise you I will never stop fighting.

Amalia and America embrace again, conveying their emotions and their hopes through this simple but meaningful gesture. As time moves on inexorably, they are ready to face the future, each on their own, but still bound by the shared experiences and bonds forged over time.

Amalia disappears, leaving America, Matt and Hawking alone. America looks at Matt with a mixture of gratitude and sadness.

America: Thanks for everything, Matt. You changed my life in ways I never imagined.

Matt smiled softly.

Matt: I'm glad I could help you. And... thanks to you too, America. For everything.

As the moment turns more serious, America comes up with an idea.

America: Alright, now what do we do?

Matt: I don't know... But I'm ready to find out what the future holds.

America: I have an idea.

The two head to a corner, where they find baseball gloves and a ball.

Matt: Baseball?

America: Yeah, I never had a chance to play it when I was younger, so why not give it a try now?

Matt: If you say so.

America: Alright, let's go over the rules one last time. Rule number 1...

Matt: Not using my powers on living beings.

America: Rule number 2...

Matt: Never use them when I'm angry.

America: And rule number three...

Matt: I should never use my powers in public or tell anyone about them.

America: Except with people you trust. You are going to be awesome.

Matt: I'll do my best for sure.

America: That's all I ask. Wow.

Matt: What?

America: I spent all these adventures trying to be someone, running away from my past, trying to become a superhero... but you know what? You are the best part of it all.

Matt: And this version of me is going to beat you at baseball, for sure.

America: That remains to be seen.

The duo engage in an impromptu baseball game. America throws the ball away, and Matt races to catch it. When he turns to bring her back, he finds the baseball glove on the ground. America has disappeared, leaving Matt alone in the field, with Hawking barking and wagging his tail, as if realizing something just happened.

Matt smiled, letting out a wistful sigh.

He picks up the baseball glove and squeezes it in his hand.

With these thoughts, he slowly heads off the field, leaving behind the memories of their adventures and the promise of an uncertain future filled with possibilities.

In the evening, Matt and Hawking are in the living room, distractedly watching television. The atmosphere is imbued with a certain melancholy, the weight of recent events still palpable. Matt eventually gets up, realizing it's time to go to bed and put the day behind him.

As he walks to his room, something catches his eye. A mask that fell out of the bag that belonged to America. This is the mask of a winter soldier. Matt picks it up carefully, staring at the mask with an emotion that's hard to describe.

Matt decides to keep this mask a secret, seeing it as a connection to the America he met and a reminder of all they've been through together. He tucks it discreetly under his garage, knowing it's something he wants to preserve.

Finally, Matt heads for his bed, exhausted from the busy and emotional day. As he lies down, he takes one last look at the mask hidden, a sighfully smile on his lips. With a sigh, he closes his eyes, ready to leave the events of that day behind him and face a new day, with the promise of the future ahead of him.


 * Epilogue:

The next morning, Matt wakes up in his bed, as if he had never left his usual reality. Memories of the incredible events he experienced seem to fade, leaving a feeling of a distant dream. He gets up, shaking his head to drive away this strange feeling.

Going down to the kitchen, he finds his father busy preparing breakfast. He walks over and gives her a smile.

Matt: Hi Dad, I had a funny dream last night.

Her father looks up from his task and smiles at her.

Matt's Dad: Really? And what kind of weird dream did you have?

Matt: It was like a mix of sci-fi and adventure. There were time travel, parallel universes, and even superpowers. It was completely crazy.

Her father chuckled as he handed her a plate of pancakes.

Matt's Dad: Sounds interesting. Dreams are often full of weird and fantastic things.

Matt accepts the plate with a smiling, wondering how it all seemed so real in his mind.

Matt: Yeah, that was really crazy. But hey, it was just a dream, right?

His father nods as he serves the maple syrup.

Matt's father: Yes

Matt: Maybe. In the meantime, I'm going to devour these pancakes before they turn into another weird dream. In fact, you didn't forget anything?

Matt's dad: Forgot what?

Matt looks at his father, curious about his reaction.

Matt's Dad: Oh dear, I forgot to take you to school. Come on, come on!

Matt smiled, shaking his head, amused by his father's response. He lets the memories of the strange dream fade further, sinking into the daily routine with a sense of contentment. In the end, maybe some dreams stay better as they are, adventures in the night that slowly fade with the dawn.

Emily: Excuse me, Mr. Garetty?

Chris turned to see a smiling, familiar woman standing in front of him.

Chris: Oh, hello! You are... Emily, right? Matt's teacher?

Emily: Yes, that's me. I had the opportunity to speak with Matt recently, and he told me some amazing things. I wanted to make sure everything was okay.

Chris nodded, a little curious about what Matt had told his teacher.

Chris: Well, I'm glad he feels comfortable talking to you. I hope it wasn't too annoying.

Emily: Not at all, he really is a fascinating boy. He has an overflowing imagination.

Chris cracked a smile, appreciating the compliment to his son.

Chris: That's nice of you to say that. You know, he had a funny dream recently. A kind of completely wacky adventure. I was surprised by the way he told it, as if he had really been there.

Emily: Dreams can feel real sometimes, right? It's a way for children to express their thoughts and feelings. It is an important part of their development.

Chris nodded, wondering if Emily had heard about what was happening in Matt's dream.

Chris: Well, I guess kids have worlds of their own in their heads.

Emily: Absolutely. This is what makes teaching so interesting. You never know what's going on in their imagination.

Chris and Emily continued to chat for a few moments, exchanging small talk about school and Matt's progress. Eventually Chris remembered that he still had responsibilities outside of school and said goodbye to Emily.

Chris: Anyway, thanks for taking care of Matt at school. It's important to us.

Emily: It was a pleasure. Matt is a wonderful boy.

Matt: Hey, if you two meet over dinner, that would be nice, wouldn't it?

Emily (embarrassed laughing): Well, I...

Chris: Why not? It might be a good idea.

The two exchanged a knowing smile, and it was obvious that the idea didn't seem so far-fetched to them. After all, it was an opportunity to get to know each other better outside of school.

Emily: Well, I guess that could be fun. I'm not a big cook, but I could try not to burn everything.

Chris: Perfect, so that's it. We could arrange that one of these nights.

Matt, who was listening intently, cracked a teasing smile.

Matt: Maybe I could even help you out by sharing my imaginary cooking skills.

Emily laughs softly.

Emily: Sounds good. We have a plan then.

Chris: Great. See you soon, Emily.

Emily: See you soon, Chris, Matt.

With those words, Chris walked away with a slight wave, leaving Emily smiling and Matt satisfied that he had managed to play the improvised matchmaker.

Matt waves to classmates (Steve, Andrew (his cousin) and Casey)

Matt turned to his classmates, Steve, Andrew and Casey, and waved at them with a smile.

Matt: Hey, guys! See you later in progress.

Steve: Yeah, see you later, Matt.

Andrew: Take care, cousin.

Casey: See you in class, Matt.

They all responded with similar gestures, a sign of deep-rooted complicity and friendship. Matt felt lucky to have these friends by his side and he headed to his first class of the day, ready to face the new adventures of everyday life.

END

Post-credits scene:

The scene opens in a dark and sinister room. The walls are covered with intricate scientific equipment, and in the center of the room, a figure seated in shadow commands attention. Flickering light reveals Higgs' disfigured face, scars and burns marking his appearance.

Suddenly, the door opens, letting in an elegant and mysterious woman named Quintessa. She approaches Higgs with a confident step, her eyes fixed on him with a calculator voltage.

Quintessa: Higgs, How are you ?

Higgs looks up at her, a glint of anticipation in his eyes marked with hate

Quintessa: It seems that some people have contacted our services. They have an intriguing, yet tricky proposition.

Quintessa explains to him that Matt has disappeared, and according to some sources, he would have perished. However, Quintessa doesn't seem entirely convinced of this version of events.

Quintessa: Let me ask you a question, Higgs. Do you really believe that a being like Matt can be eliminated so easily?

Higgs maintains a momentary, contemplative silence. Quintessa continues.

Quintessa: We have a chance to recover what's left of his body before he returns, but it requires your expertise.

Quintessa's soldiers enter the room, wearing dark metallic jumpsuits adorned with a glowing gold skull. Quintessa presents the outfit to Higgs.

Quintessa: Higgs, my faithful servant, this is your chance.

Higgs looks away from the outfit, gazing at the golden reflection of the skull. He seems to mix obsession and defiance in his distorted eyes.

Quintessa: You have a chance to prove your loyalty and get back what's yours. Do you accept this challenge?

Higgs clenches his fists, feeling a mixture of excitement and resolve. He rises with a new determination, his desire for revenge burning brighter than ever.

Higgs: Invictus... Call me Invictus...

The scene ends with Higgs, now Invictus, donning the golden skull and cloak outfit, ready to face an uncertain future, but fraught with opportunities for power and revenge.

Cast

 * Xochitl Gomez as America Chavez
 * Walker Scobell as Matt Garetty (12 years old)
 * Hawking (The dog)


 * Mark Pellegrino as Higgs
 * Jean Reno as Martin Ashland
 * Jamie Dornan as Chris Garetty
 * Shay Mitchell as Emily Taylor
 * Gina Carano as Kira
 * Keith L. Williams as Young Steve
 * Jacob Tremblay as Young Andrew
 * Abby James Witherspoon as Young Casey
 * Dakota Johnson as Anna
 * Rachel Zegler as Lisa

Locations

 * Seattle, Washington
 * Paris, France
 * Sahara Desert, North Africa

Events

 * "Glitch"

Items

 * Mag-Cyl (Lightsaber)
 * Guns
 * Kimber Warrior
 * Colt M1911
 * M4A1
 * AR-15
 * M249 light machine gun
 * Mossberg 590
 * Beretta 90-TWO
 * Mecha

Sentient Species

 * Humans
 * Utopians
 * Angels

Creatures

 * Dogs
 * Monster Dogs
 * Evil Demon Monkeys

Mentioned

 * Doctor Strange
 * Spider-Man
 * Young Avengers
 * Catalina Chavez

Production
Following the widespread acclaim from critics and box office success of the previous film, Matt Reeves expressed interest to create a Life is Strange's franchise.

In May, it was announced that Matt Reeves and Jean-Maxime Moris (co-founder of the game Life is Strange) have the green light for several films, so spin-offs, prequels, sequels and series with Theo Martin (Mike's potrayal), and rests of cast reprise their respective roles.

A prequel is in development focusing the Young Avengers: Reactivated's season finale of Season 2, With Xochitl Gomez and Walker Scobell reprise their respective roles. It will focusing on a young Matt and America Chavez in a dark new adventure against a "young Invictus". Theo Martin and Chad Stahelski confirms that they will be producers. Gomez confirms that will be "the end of America Chavez' era" and the beginning of "The Guardian".