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And with that, we reach Part 9 of the 'Heroes', which is easily gonna be the biggest story on here since 'Heroes Stand United', and the villain is a very powerful guy too- Dormammu. Of course he isn't alone, as he has his servants in the form of Karl Mordo and Carnage, who will be the main antagonists in the earlier chapters.

And I marked this as LOTR/Avengers crossover on here simply because Arda/Middle-earth characters, especially the Istari/Wizards, will have a bigger role here than they had in most of the series following 'Heroes Stand United.'

And I would say this story is kind of divided into three arcs, the first being the shortest and the third being the longest obviously.

I would also like to thank Dr. Matthattan for letting me use things from his story 'The Witch, the Wizard and the Sorcerer' on here, as I couldn't have done the first two chapters without them. So thank you to him. And I would also like to thank adam199118, Bl4ckHunter, Stand with Ward and Queen, Flashraven and Arrowverse Fan 217 for some help and advice regarding this story too, so thank you to them as well. And thank you to Arrowverse Fan 217 for the title of this story as well.

Also, we're going to have some more doppelgangers here obviously. So to differentiate, MCU Strange will be called Strange, and Ewan McGregor/Raimiverse Strange will be called Stephen, while Arrowverse Constantine will be called Constantine, and Keanu Reeves/Smallville Constantine will be called John, and Smallville Zatanna will be called Zatanna, while Arrowverse/Earth-1 Zatanna will be called Zatara.

Also, because Arthur from 'Merlin' is going to be in this story, we will call him Arthur, while DCEU Aquaman will be Aquaman, and Smallville version is still A.C.

And with that, here we go!

Chapter 1- An old friend

Earth-199999. New York Sanctum

The New York Sanctum had visitors once more, and there were some more arriving. A grandfather clock's ticking was currently the only sound throughout the building. The residents of 177A Bleecker Street and their visitors stood waiting in its lobby. Strange and Wong were both wearing their tunics as Masters of the Mystic Arts. Doctor Fate was standing there as well, his golden helmet concealing his face as his golden cape fluttered behind him, just like Strange's idiosyncratic Cloak of Levitation.

He wasn't the only one with a cloak like that though, as his doppelganger Stephen wore his version of the Cloak of Levitation too. Both John and Constantine stood there as well, along with Zatara. Constantine wasn't smoking this time, having taken his doppelganger's advice.

"Is it just me or do you sound exactly like me?" John randomly asked Fate.

"I look like you too without this helmet on me", Fate said and John's jaw dropped.

"So you're my doppelganger?" He asked and Fate nodded. "Never thought that!"

"Nothing surprises anymore nowadays, mate", Constantine said to him.

At the moment, Strange's thoughts were on the most powerful relic currently kept at Kamar-Taj.

"Would it be okay using the Eye of Agamotto to speed things up?" Strange asked his friend.

Wong couldn't believe his ears.

"You know what the Time Stone is capable of," he sternly reminded Strange. "Its power is nothing to be used trivially."

"So…I shouldn't have used it to get this week's winning lottery numbers?" Strange asked.

Wong's eyes widened in horror. It was the first rise of the day Strange had gotten from his favorite straight man.

"Just kidding," Strange casually assured.

"I thought you would be used to this by now, Wong", Stephen said with a chuckle, knowing Strange was just messing around, as he was the man's doppelganger after all.

Wong's withering look belied his inner exasperation. Strange had recently become the Sorcerer Supreme. Now what would it take for Strange to treat the one of most destructive powers in the Multiverse more seriously? Wong gathered his dignity before redirecting their topic of conversation.

"They'll be waiting then?" Wong said about their invited visitor.

"Apparently, they arrive precisely when they're needed," Strange recalled what one of them had said to him once.

"I've heard that one before", Zatara commented.

"What are you first going to raise with him?" Wong wanted to know.

Strange's tone was nothing other than serious as he replied. "Getting our guest to talk. Otherwise, it'll be harder to solve what else we found."

"Which could be a false alarm, or something terrifying", Stephen added.

The grandfather clock melodiously chimed it was nine o'clock. Slipping on his sling ring, Strange reflected being dumped on Everest was about as steep a lesson one could get. He regretted the Ancient One wasn't alive to see how much he had progressed and that he had finally succeeded her.

Strange fluidly moved his hands, unimpeded by his injury. A bright spinning portal rapidly formed a few yards in front of him. It opened to a dense section of forest upstate. Strange had selected the spot so the sorcery to bring his visitors to the Sanctum went unobserved by darker powers.

It was the first time Gandalf and Merlin had used this mystical form of long-distance travel. They allowed themselves a moment to admire its ethereal beauty.

The portal resembled the pinwheel fireworks he launched on many summer nights in the Shire. Gandalf didn't feel the slightest bit anxious as he entered the portal alongside Merlin. Strange closed it the moment the Wizards crossed over to the Sanctum.

"Much obliged, Stephen," Gandalf said gratefully. "You saved an old man quite a walk."

"Actually, we have agreed to call me Stephen, and him Strange", Stephen piped up.

"Oh! Apologies for my mistake then", Gandalf apologized with a chuckle.

"What about you two?" Merlin asked John and Constantine.

"John", John said.

"Constantine", Constantine said as the same time.

"So that's settled then", Merlin said.

"I could've brought you here straight from Valinor," Strange reminded Gandalf.

"I know, but we needed to talk beforehand", Gandalf explained as he gestured to himself and Merlin. "Where're Master Laufeyson, Master Reyes and Lady Valkyrie?"

"Loki and Valkyrie had something to attend to in New Asgard, and Reyes had some work too", Zatara told him.

Strange then escorted them all through the New York Sanctum. Even though all of them had been here before, except Stephen, Strange, Wong and Fate, none of them could help but cast intrigued eyes at the various artefacts on display. All of these artefacts were very powerful- and dangerous!

It saw Gandalf privately compare the Masters of the Mystic Arts' approach with the order he used to be part of.

The Istari had nothing like a network of mystical bases protecting Middle-earth. The Orthanc was probably the closest. Gandalf momentarily shuddered at the thought. With relics like the Sanctum Sanctorum's at his disposal, Saruman could have created things far more terrible than Uruk-hai or explosives.

Gandalf's reflecting ended as he felt his staff being tugged.

"Leave his staff alone," Strange chided the Cloak of Levitation.

Gandalf lightly chuckled as the red cloak loosened its grip. The cloak whipped back its corner, seemingly in high dudgeon.

"Sorry, it's got a mind of its own," Strange apologized for his relic's behavior.

"It was so annoying at first", Stephen said in remembrance.

"I still can't get over the fact that there are two of you now", Merlin said to both of them before turning to the two Constantines. "Or you."

"We all have to get used to it though", Constantine shrugged.

"It's not surprising they chose you two," Gandalf assured no offence had been taken. "They're mavericks like yourselves."

"Yeah, karma really blows," Stephen dryly agreed.

Strange gestured they sit on a pair of couches facing one another. Gandalf and Merlin first leaned their staffs against the wall. The Wizards' host passed them a green cup as soon as they were seated.

"Tea?" Strange offered.

"Oh, yes please," Gandalf happily accepted it.

"Me too", Merlin agreed.

Gandalf was served his favorite blend with a twist.

"Earl Grey…with a touch of honey," the Wizard happily identified it after taking a sip.

"I don't have a particular taste but this is good", Merlin said after having taken a sip himself.

"Just a trick I learnt from the Ancient One," Strange modestly took the credit.

After the tea was finished, Merlin said. "So, we got your message."

"What did you wish to show us?" Gandalf asked.


The group of magic-users was soon walking down a passage. Gandalf and Merlin were informed the Sanctum was currently taking care of an uninvited guest.

"Wong found him in an alleyway two days ago," Strange explained. "Physically, he's fine. But his symptoms are consistent with severe trauma to the frontal lobe."

Everyone except Stephen gave the diagnosis a puzzled look. For Strange, some habits were hard to break. That included unconsciously using the jargon of his former profession.

"Near-vegetable," the ex-neurosurgeon clarified.

Noting this, Gandalf asked. "You're nonetheless certain he's from my world?"

"He sure looks like it", Doctor Fate said as Strange opened the door to a small room.

The individual Wong had found two days ago was seated in an ornate wheelchair.

"Radagast!" Gandalf and Merlin both gasped in shock and recognition.

As Strange had diagnosed, Radagast was unresponsive. The Brown Wizard continued staring into space oblivious to the White's and former Blue's presence.

Gandalf rushed up and crouched in front of his old friend with Merlin close behind him.

Radagast was clad in his old attire except his hat. It appeared Strange and Wong had washed his hair of any dry bird droppings. Radagast's eyes, though, were utterly devoid of life.

"Who else knows he's here?" Gandalf asked his hosts.

"Only us," Stephen answered.

Until now, Radagast's fate had been one of the War of the Ring's great unsolved mysteries. Radagast had been invited to the Council of Elrond but failed to appear. Scouts later reported there was no sign of him at Rhosgobel. Prior to departing for the Undying Lands, Gandalf's own search efforts had proved equally as fruitless.

"I looked everywhere for you," Gandalf softly spoke to Radagast for the first time in years. "What happened to you, old friend?"

The Brown Wizard's lips slightly twitched. Thinking it progress, Gandalf held his breath in anticipation at what those lips would say.

"Dormammu," Radagast whimpered.


The Brown Wizard had not said a word since uttering Dormmamu's name. Since then, Gandalf and Merlin had been using their staffs to free Radagast of the dark magic that had lobotomized him.

Strange, Stephen, Fate, Wong, John, Constantine and Zatara watched patiently as Gandalf and Merlin cast an array of spells in a variety of Middle-earth tongues and Druid tongue in the latter's case.

All of them had tried to use their magic to bring Radagast to normal but none of them were that kind of magic-users who could go into the mind. They held a slim hope the White Wizard's magic might succeed where theirs had failed.

But after an hour of repeated spellcasting, Gandalf's patience was exhausted. His reaction was similar when confounded by the Doors of Durin.

"Oh, it's useless!" Gandalf sighed in frustration. "I've tried every spell I know."

"Same here. Nothing works on him", Merlin said as he stroked his hair a little.

The Wizards' hosts had no doubts Radagast had been the victim of Dark Dimension magic. Some of them also well knew just how hard such magic was to counter.

"None of our spells worked either," Wong indirectly sympathized. "And 'Dormammu' was the only thing he said."

Strange found the situation a combination of the old and new. A successful operation was usually predicated on an accurate diagnosis.

"We still don't really know what happened to him", Strange referred to Radagast. "There's nothing in the Ancient One's journal."

"She may not have even encountered Radagast", Wong postulated.

For Strange and Wong had found out later that Ancient One had visited Middle-earth once long before the War of the Ring but after the Quest of Erebor, and informed Gandalf and Merlin of the same some time ago, including what details they had known.

And it hadn't been a social visit. Dormammu had tried to enter Middle-earth and she had stopped him before he could.

"Maybe we should look beyond spells", Gandalf prefaced before suggesting. "Earth's knowledge of medicine is far more advanced than in my world"

"Metro-General has all the toys a neurosurgeon could want", Strange answered he had already considered a medical solution. "But none of them could help in this case.

"I can't believe you brought us all this way for nothing", Merlin expressed slight exasperation.

Strange and Stephen turned his gaze back to their comatose 'patient'. Ironically, it was one of Radagast's symptoms that provided a faint hope.

"Him saying 'Dormammu' shows there's still a trace of consciousness," Stephen deduced about the Brown Wizard. "We might be able to bring him back by stimulating it."

"How?" Wong argued as he gestured to them all. "All of our spells have failed, and you've ruled out surgery."

"Open your mind, Wong", Strange wryly hinted.

"There is someone else who can help", Fate said.

"I think you brought me here, Stephen, in order to bring you someone else," Gandalf knowingly put.

Masters of the Mystic Arts were accustomed to speaking in riddles.

"Another magic-user?" Wong assumed.

"Oh yes", Strange said. "A witch."

"You're not talking about me, right?" Zatara asked. "Or my doppelganger."

"No, it is someone else entirely", Constantine said. "And I think I know who."


With that, we end Chapter 1 of this new story.

So Radagast is back now, but not in a good condition of course, poor guy.

And the magic-users are all teaming up, yay!

Once again, thank you to Dr. Matthattan for letting me use the Radagast stuff from his story, which I highly recommend, like always.

Anyway, hope everyone enjoyed and see you all next time with another chapter.