Alarms blared as the metal door began closing. James pressed a hand to the ground. Bang! The dune erupted, exposing the base's dome. Metal twisted, alarms turning to screeching tears.
Wanda's scarlet energy formed a massive blade. "Keep any alive?"
"No need," James said coldly.
A solar flare cannon blasted into the base, white light collapsing the structure. Surviving Skrulls screamed, pouring from exits, green skin glaring in the sun, some still human-like.
Wanda's chaos magic swept them into a scarlet storm, twisting them into ash. James's heat vision reaped stragglers, a judgment-day envoy.
Ten minutes later, the base was rubble, sand melted into glass crystals. Wanda landed beside him, breathing heavily. "Done?"
James's super hearing scanned hundreds of kilometers. "Main base is gone, but stragglers remain."
His vision locked on a target: Cairo, Egypt, fifty kilometers away. "More work."
He opened a portal. Wanda hesitated. "If they're just refugees, is this right?"
James paused, turning, his golden eyes firm. "When they infiltrated Earth's systems, they became invaders."
He brushed her red hair gently. "Protecting home isn't guilt."
Wanda nodded, scarlet energy flaring. "Next target?"
"A fake Egyptian president," James said, stepping through.
They emerged above Cairo's presidential palace, the Nile shimmering under the sun. James's vision pierced the walls, locking on the Skrull posing as the president.
"He's in the meeting room with guards," he whispered, eyes glowing.
Wanda's energy swirled. "Storm in?"
"No," James said. "Different approach."
He waved, pulling the palace into the mirror dimension, reality fracturing. Guards panicked as walls flowed like liquid, outsiders unaware.
The meeting room door opened itself. James and Wanda entered. "Mr. President," James said icily, "your game's over."
The Skrull stood, green skin flickering. "Who are you?!" he barked in the president's voice. "Guards!"
Guards moved, but Wanda's magic bound them. "No acting," James said, advancing, eyes blazing.
The Skrull dropped his disguise, green face snarling. "You don't understand! We just want a home!"
"You could've asked," James said, voice flat. "Not deceived."
The Skrull drew a device, sneering. "Then die together!" Buzz! An energy pulse shook the dimension.
James's bio-field shielded Wanda. It wasn't a bomb—a beacon. Boom! A space rift opened, a Skrull warship's cannon emerging.
"Reinforcements!" Wanda gasped.
James's eyes flashed. "Suicide."
His heat vision sliced the ship's armor, explosions blooming. He grabbed the hull, tearing it in half, wreckage twisting in the dimension. Wanda's scarlet blades pinned fleeing Skrulls.
The fight ended fast. James landed beside the Skrull leader, slumped on the floor. "Where's your fleet?"
"You'll never find them…" the Skrull laughed.
James's senses scanned. "Africa," he said. "A fleet's hiding in a small nation."
Wanda frowned. "Their plan?"
"Not a plan—already in motion," James said, gazing toward Africa. "A full invasion."
"We stop them," Wanda said, eyes fierce.
"Of course." James opened a portal to African grasslands. "Let's end this war."
They stepped through, leaving the twisted palace and defeated Skrulls behind.
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