(Sanctum)

After the encounter with Clea, I used my sling ring to create a portal that led J'onn and I back to the Greenpoint Sanctum while Zatanna locked her new prisoner in her Mystic Prison.

With the mental picture of the Sanctum, that was easy as making pie, memories of my past struggles now distant.

In the Sanctum, we found Zatanna already back, waiting for us.

"We need to do something about these portals." I said to her. "I fear a greater evil may come through and plunge this entire world into chaos and destruction."

"Don't worry, as soon as they come through I'll be there to stop them." Zatanna replied confidently.

"I don't doubt your abilities to protect Greenpoint, but I fear what may come next could be something far greater; something you may not be able to hold in your prison." I cautioned her.

"You sound sure." She said with curiosity. "What do you suppose may come next?"

"I don't know, but I have a strong feeling you don't want to know either." I replied.

"Okay. What do you suggest? Anything that keeps Greenpoint safe is good anyway." She asked.

"I know of a way we can protect Greenpoint, and the rest of the world, but it may require a lot of knowledge exploration, magic and commitment." I replied, an idea already in mind.

"We can set up strong mystical places across major points in Earth, and combine them to create a mystical barrier around the globe that will protect the Earth from mystical attacks, from within as the reinforced energy maintains the integrity of reality." I explained. "My hypothesis is that these portals will eventually stop appearing on Earth and the planet will be safe."

"How sure are you this can work?" Zatanna asked.

I was expanding on the Sanctum Sanctorum from MCU, but the idea about creating a mystical barrier was something I wasn't sure about. It was a concept that I knew had ended up creating a supervillain, in the movies storyline.

"I don't. But I believe it could." I replied. "Besides, it's better than fighting attacks on a daily basis."

She pondered on this for a moment, and nodded in agreement.

"You've got a point. What do you need and where do we locate these place?" I had clearly worn her trust.

"Sanctums." I said. "We can call them Sanctums."

"We can set one here, in Greenpoint, another in London and, another in Hong Kong." I added, mirroring the Sanctum Sanctorum structure from the MCU.

"All I need is time to organize my knowledge, with the addition of the knowledge of the mystic arts you possess in this place." I continued.

"I see. If doing this might subdue the current anomalies, then feel free to use the resources of this Sanctum to expand your research. Including the Mystic Focus inorder to fine tune your energy."

(Mirror Dimension)

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Zatanna, had granted me access to the Mystic Focus, a sacred chamber within the sanctum where I could explore the depths of my magical abilities.

As I stepped into this divine place, a plan had already formed in mind.

The DC universe needed protecting not only from potential dark forces from the Marvel Multiverse, but also from me. I needed to do something about that.

In an instance, I visualized the portal to the mirror dimension before me; at the center of the Mystic Focus.

It took the form of a broken mirror that shimmered and rippled as if liquid.

Taking a deep breath, I approached the mirror. I reached out and touched the mirror's surface, and my hand passed through it effortlessly.

Though I had experience in this realm before, my other conscious was still curious to know how it felt being in the mirror dimension. I could feel the anticipation build up within me.

I stepped into the mirror dimension, and the world around me transformed in an instant.

It was an exact mirror of the Mystic Focus chamber. Everything was exactly in place where it would be in this chamber.

I knew that I could bend and twist the reality here to my will; a well of infinite possibilities, without affecting the real world. I had already done that countless times from my memories.

But, I couldn't resist the temptation to explore this realm, however. I had a pulsating desire to do so, and for a moment, I deviated from my true purpose here.

I extended my senses, feeling the ebb and flow of magical energies that permeated this dimension. It was as if I could taste the very essence of magic itself.

With a thought, I began to manipulate the mirror dimension, shaping it to my will.

I twisted the arcane wall of the Mystic Focus, opening a path to the streets of Greenpoint. This wasn't just a normal waypoint, it was a path to infinite possibilities!

The streets of Greenpoint were lined with quaint brownstones and cobblestone pathways. The buildings stood tall and proud, each one housing its own enchanting secrets.

I had the power to manipulate reality at my fingertips, and I intended to satisfy my thirst for discovery.

I extended my mind towards a nearby brownstone and watched as it began to ripple and shift like water. The once-solid structure transformed into a grand palace adorned with intricate carvings and glowing symbols.

Curiosity guided my every move as I continued to explore the neighborhood from the mirror dimension.

I couldn't resist the urge to soar through the skies, and with a thought, I levitated off the ground. I wanted to run through the buildings while bending them to my will, just like I saw it happen over and over in the movies.

The world below me changed in response to my desires as I moved. Streets twisted and turned in impossible ways, creating a maze of wonder.

I wove through the ever-shifting landscape, marveling at the immense power within my grasp. Adrenaline coursed through my being as a I strongly held onto the sling ring, aware that it was my only ticket out of here.

Greenpoint's residents went about their daily lives, seemingly unaware of the magical spectacle unfolding around them.

Some carried on conversations with sentient street lamps that whispered of ancient secrets, while others entered shops where the merchandise rearranged itself at their command.

I couldn't believe that there was an exciting place such as this existing in DC.

While I enjoyed this and wished to explore more, I knew that I had another task to look into. Something specific that had brought me here.

With that thought calm in mind. I ceased my ventures and focused within me to find what I sought. But I knew that I would do this more often.

With a focused mind, I extended my mystical senses, reaching out into the fabric of this dimension.

What I sought was the prison within this realm.

I couldn't help but wonder if the prison that housed dark forces still existed here. A place where malevolent entities were sealed away. It was a dangerous place, and I needed to know if it remained intact, as well as useful.

I searched for any trace of the prison, and to my relief, I felt its presence. It was still here, a fortress of mystic energy and ancient incantations, holding the dark forces at bay.

I dared not to show the door of the prison as the Ancient One did, afraid of what would happen if I somehow became clumsy.

There were things I knew I wasn't ready to explore yet, although knowledge, experience and confidence radiated from within me.

Knowing that the prison was existent and secure, my mind was calm, and what remained was to put it to use, as I planned in my mind.

My goal in the mirror dimension accomplished, I opened a portal back to the real world, ready for my next step.

Back in the Mystic Focus, I proceeded to do something that confirmed my suspicions.

With a deep sense of purpose, I called upon the mystical arts that I had honed over the years.

I meant to create a mirror that would serve as a gateway to the deepest recesses of my own consciousness, a conduit to reach Doctor Strange. This mirror would be no ordinary mirror.

The next step I meant to take would require his input and knowledge of the mystic arts, which resided within me, but he understood it better.

I raised my hands, fingers forming intricate patterns in the air as I began to weave the threads of magic. Ethereal light glowed, as I channeled the energy from the dimensions into the creation of the mirror.

The ambient mystical energies of the Mystic Focus responded to my call, amplifying my abilities.

Slowly but surely, a shimmering portal materialized before me, taking the form of an ornate mirror framed with ancient runes.

Its surface appeared like liquid silver, rippling with an otherworldly glow. The mirror, now complete, radiated with an aura of immense power.

I took a moment to gather my thoughts and prepare myself for what lay ahead.

With a resolute gaze, I stepped closer to the mirror, my reflection in the liquid surface staring back at me with unwavering clarity.

Events of the previous night in mind, I moved my body into several postures, hoping the reflection would defy to mimick my actions.

But despite my efforts, my reflection remained mundane, mirroring my own movements without any signs of life or sentience. There was no response from the depths of my subconscious.

It was clear that only one way remained of contacting him, and that was the hidden mirror in the chamber. I just had to sneak in more quietly.

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A/N:

Discrepancy alert!!, the Sanctum Sanctorum doesn't have a magical barrier around Earth, and I know this... But I also love Tony Stark!😂

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