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Deep beneath the ruins of the Avengers compound—
Water dripped from cracked concrete.
Emergency lights flickered weakly along the tunnel walls.
Clint Barton was running.
Boots splashing through shallow water, breath sharp and controlled, bow gripped tightly in his hand.
Behind him—
Metallic screeches echoed through the sewer corridor.
Thanos' alien infantry had deployed.
Several armored alien soldiers—four-armed, heavily built, wielding bladed weapons—charged after him through the narrow tunnel.
Clint didn't look back.
He didn't need to.
He could hear them.
He turned sharply at an intersection, sliding across wet concrete, then spun mid-step and fired.
Thwip!
An arrow streaked through the air—
It detonated in a burst of blue electricity, sending two of the pursuing creatures crashing into the tunnel wall.
But more kept coming.
"Great," Clint muttered under his breath. "Just like Budapest. Except worse."
He sprinted again, ducking under a collapsed pipe as sparks rained from exposed wiring above.
One of the creatures lunged.
Clint pivoted at the last second, drawing another arrow in one smooth motion.
Thwip—
Direct hit.
The explosive arrow sent the alien crashing backward into its own squad.
The tunnel shook from distant bombardments above.
Dust fell from the ceiling.
Clint's comm crackled with static.
"Anyone alive up there?" he muttered, not expecting a reply.
Fortunately, the alien soldiers suddenly stopped pursuing him. The echo of their footsteps faded into the tunnels, leaving only the distant rumble of destruction above. Clint slowed down, breathing hard, allowing himself a brief moment of relief.
"Thanks god" he muttered under his breath.
Then—
Footsteps approached from the shadows.
Clint turned.
Nebula stepped into view.
"Oh. Hey. I know you," Clint said, still not suspicious.
Without hesitation, Nebula walked past him and picked up the Nano Gauntlet lying on the ground.
Clint frowned. "Uh… what are you doing?"
Nebula's eyes darkened.
She activated her internal comm.
"Father… I have acquired the stones."
Clint froze.
"What?"
The word barely left his mouth before realization hit him.
Betrayal.
He moved instinctively to stop her—
But Nebula was faster.
She spun and aimed her blaster directly at him.
Before she could fire—
"Stop!"
Another voice echoed through the tunnel.
Gamora stepped out from the shadows—alongside another Nebula.
Future Nebula.
Both of them raised their weapons, aiming at Past Nebula.
"You betrayed us," Past Nebula said coldly.
Clint didn't waste the opportunity. He moved quickly to cover, ducking behind broken concrete.
"You don't have to do this," Future Nebula said, her voice steady but strained.
"I am this," Past Nebula replied flatly.
"No… you're not," Gamora said firmly, eyes locked on her sister.
"You've seen what we become in the future," Future Nebula continued.
"Please, Nebula," Gamora pleaded, her weapon still raised but trembling slightly. "Listen to her."
"You can change," Future Nebula added.
For a brief moment—
Past Nebula's eyes shimmered.
Uncertainty.
Pain.
Conflict.
Gamora saw it—and slowly lowered her weapon.
But Past Nebula shook her head.
"He won't let me," she whispered, regret flickering across her face.
And then—
She lifted her blaster toward Gamora.
Future Nebula reacted instantly.
She fired.
The blast struck Past Nebula squarely in the chest.
Silence filled the tunnel as her body collapsed to the ground.
"No!" Gamora cried out, rushing forward and dropping beside her fallen sister.
Future Nebula stood frozen, her weapon lowering slowly, staring at the lifeless version of herself.
Footsteps echoed through the broken tunnel.
Natasha emerged from the smoke and flickering emergency lights, her posture tense, weapons ready.
She took in the scene instantly—
Gamora kneeling beside a fallen Nebula.
Another Nebula standing stiffly nearby.
Clint behind cover.
The Nano Gauntlet on the ground.
"What happened here?" Natasha demanded, scanning for additional threats. "Are you okay?"
Clint stepped out slowly, breathing steady now.
He bent down and picked up the Nano Gauntlet carefully, holding it close.
"I'm okay," he said.
Natasha's eyes flicked to the body on the floor.
"…Is that—"
"Past version," Clint answered quietly. "Long story."
Future Nebula didn't speak. Her gaze remained fixed on her fallen counterpart, jaw clenched, emotions locked behind steel.
Gamora gently closed her sister's eyes, grief written across her face.
Natasha exhaled slowly, forcing herself to focus.
"We need to keep moving," she said firmly. "Find the others. And make sure Thanos doesn't get anywhere near those stones."
Clint nodded without hesitation, tightening his grip on the Nano Gauntlet.
"Yeah," he replied. "No pressure."
The ground trembled again.
From deeper within the tunnels came the metallic clang of boots striking steel.
They weren't alone.
More alien soldiers were closing in.
Natasha immediately shifted into combat mode, drawing her batons as they crackled to life with blue electricity.
"Contact incoming," she warned.
Clint adjusted the strap of the Gauntlet over his shoulder and drew an arrow in one smooth motion.
"Guess we're doing this the hard way."
From the darkness ahead, several armored alien warriors emerged, weapons raised, their eyes locking onto the glowing stones.
Behind them, more movement echoed.
They were being surrounded.
Natasha glanced at Clint. "You run when I say run."
Clint smirked slightly. "You first."
The first alien charged.
Clint fired—
An explosive arrow detonated mid-corridor, sending debris and two enemies crashing backward.
Natasha dashed forward alongside Gamora and Nebula, moving as a coordinated unit to intercept the incoming wave. Gamora's blade flashed under the flickering lights, cutting through armor with precise, lethal strikes. Nebula moved with mechanical efficiency, firing controlled blasts that sent enemies slamming into the walls.
More poured in.
Blades clashed.
Energy blasts lit the tunnel in violent flashes of purple and blue.
Clint kept moving, firing cover shots while shielding the Gauntlet with his body.
"We're not going to hold this corridor for long!" he shouted.
Natasha spun, disarming one attacker and kicking it into another before striking it down.
"Then don't hold it," she replied sharply. "Fall back!"
They began retreating down the tunnel, fighting as they moved—step by step, shot by shot.
Behind them—
The alien war cries grew louder.
.....
Above ground—
The battlefield was a wasteland of fire and shattered steel.
Smoke rolled across the ruins of the Avengers compound as alien warships hovered overhead, dropping troops in endless waves.
At the center of the chaos—
Thanos stood like an unmovable god of war.
Facing him were two figures.
Steve Rogers.
And Allen.
Steve charged first, shield raised, striking with relentless precision. The vibranium disk slammed against Thanos' armor again and again, each impact echoing across the battlefield.
Allen stood a few meters back, eyes glowing faintly as he raised his hand.
"Transfiguration."
Shattered concrete, twisted rebar, and chunks of debris around them twisted unnaturally—reshaping, reforming—
A lion roared into existence.
An elephant charged forward.
A rhinoceros and a massive hippopotamus followed, formed from the ruins themselves.
The summoned beasts thundered toward Thanos in a coordinated assault.
For a moment—
Dust and power collided around him.
Then—
Thanos spun his double-bladed sword.
One clean arc.
The lion was cleaved in half—disintegrating back into rubble.
Another strike—
The elephant collapsed.
A backhand sweep—
The rhino shattered.
The hippopotamus didn't last a second longer.
The battlefield fell silent again around him.
"Shit," Allen muttered under his breath.
The transfigured creatures had bought them mere seconds.
Steve lunged again, landing a solid hit to Thanos' jaw.
Thanos barely flinched.
He backhanded Steve hard enough to send him skidding across the broken ground.
Allen narrowed his eyes.
"Avada—"
A flash of green light shot forward, striking Thanos squarely in the chest.
The Mad Titan staggered half a step—
Then straightened.
A thin line of purple blood ran from his nose.
He wiped it away slowly.
"…Interesting," Thanos said calmly.
Allen grimaced.
He tried again—
"Imperio!"
A pulse of controlling magic struck Thanos.
For a split second, the Titan's eyes flickered.
Then he winced slightly, pressing a hand to his temple.
A faint look of irritation crossed his face.
"…You attempt to bend my will?" Thanos growled.
The pressure snapped like a broken thread.
Allen exhaled sharply.
The Imperius Curse had done nothing more than give him what looked like a mild migraine.
"That's… annoying," Allen muttered.
Thanos stepped forward, double blade spinning into position.
"You wield strange magic," he said coldly. "But that magic is not enough to stop me."
Suddenly—
Thanos charged.
The ground cracked beneath his weight as he closed the distance in seconds. His massive blade swung downward, aimed to split Allen clean in two.
At the last possible instant—
Crack.
Allen vanished.
The blade cleaved through empty air, slamming into the earth and sending debris flying.
A few meters away, Allen reappeared with a sharp pop of displaced air. He stumbled slightly, his heart pounding hard.
"That was way too close," he muttered, wiping dust from his sleeve.
Thanos slowly turned his head toward him.
Unimpressed.
Unstoppable.
And already advancing again.
At the same moment—
Tony rocketed upward, nanotech forming cannons across his shoulders and arms.
"Thor! Hit me!" Tony shouted.
Thor didn't hesitate. Lightning tore across the battlefield as he raised his weapon and summoned a massive bolt from the sky. The thunder struck Tony directly.
Electricity surged over the Iron Man armor, supercharging every system. Tony roared as the energy levels spiked violently.
"Let's go!"
Eight blazing repulsor beams erupted from his suit at once—white-hot lasers converging on Thanos in a devastating, concentrated barrage.
The ground beneath the Titan exploded under the impact.
Smoke and fire swallowed him.
For a split second—
It looked promising.
Then—
From within the blast, Thanos stepped forward.
He spun his massive double-bladed sword at incredible speed.
The rotating blade deflected the beams, scattering the lasers outward in violent arcs that carved through the battlefield.
Tony's HUD flashed warnings.
"Uh-oh."
In the next instant—
Thanos lunged.
He grabbed Tony mid-air by the torso.
Metal screeched as the Titan's grip tightened.
Nanotech strained.
Cracked.
Thanos began pulling his arms apart, attempting to tear the armor—and Tony—clean in half.
Tony gasped, power levels spiking dangerously.
"Thor—!"
Thor reacted instantly.
With a roar, he hurled Mjolnir straight at Thanos' head.
The hammer spun through the air with crushing force.
Thanos saw it coming.
And in one brutal motion—
He yanked Tony's body up in front of him.
The hammer struck.
But instead of Thanos—
It slammed into Tony's armored chest.
The impact sent Tony flying across the battlefield like a ragdoll.
He crashed through broken concrete and skidded across the ground, smoke pouring from his suit.
The nanotech flickered.
Then went dim.
Tony Stark lay motionless.
Unconscious.
Thor froze for half a second—
Horror flashing across his face.
Thanos lowered his blade slowly.
And turned his gaze back toward Allen, Thor and Steve.
The Titan had just made it clear—
He would use anything.
Anyone.
As a weapon.
Allen and Steve saw Tony fall—
And they charged again.
Allen raised his wand and fired a rapid series of spells at the ground beneath Thanos.
The earth shifted instantly—
Mud burst upward, swallowing Thanos' legs and hardening around him like cement.
"Now!" Allen shouted.
Steve sprinted forward at full speed, shield in hand. He leapt into the air and delivered a powerful kick straight to Thanos' helmet.
The impact forced the Titan a step back.
But only a step.
Thanos tore his legs free from the mud with raw strength and retaliated instantly—
His fist shot forward like a cannon.
Steve raised his shield just in time.
The punch connected.
The force was overwhelming.
The vibranium shield absorbed what it could—but the shockwave launched Steve backward through shattered debris. He crashed into the remaining ruins and went still.
Unconscious.
Now—
Only Allen and Thor remained standing.
They ran forward together.
Thanos ripped his double-bladed sword from the ground and hurled it toward them with brutal force.
Thor dove aside, barely avoiding the spinning weapon.
Allen planted his feet and raised his wand.
"Protego Maxima!"
A massive magical barrier flared to life in front of him.
The blade slammed into the shield.
The impact detonated like a bomb.
The barrier shattered instantly into fragments of light.
Allen broke into a sweat—but he twisted mid-air, flipping backward in a clean, professional-level Atlet to avoid the blade as it tore past him.
Thor roared and leapt high, Stormbreaker raised overhead, aiming to cleave Thanos' head clean off.
But the double blade returned like a boomerang—
Thanos caught it mid-spin and used it to deflect Thor's strike.
Steel clashed with thunder.
Allen saw the opening.
Crack.
He Apparated behind Thanos and aimed his wand at the Titan's back—
But Thanos reacted instantly.
Without even turning fully—
He drove a brutal kick backward into Allen's ribs.
The impact sent Allen flying across the battlefield.
He hit the ground hard, rolling through debris.
"Augh— damn it… that really hurts…" Allen groaned.
For a brief second, he felt like his ribs had been crushed inward.
Then—
His body healed rapidly, the damage sealing almost instantly.
Across the field—
Thor seized the moment.
With a roar, he yanked Thanos' weapon out of his grip and hurled it aside. Then he swung Stormbreaker with everything he had.
The blade cut deep across Thanos' chest.
"AAARGH!"
The Titan staggered, purple blood spraying.
But his pain turned to fury instantly.
He grabbed Thor by the leg—
And began smashing him repeatedly into the ground.
Once.
Twice.
Again.
The earth cracked under the impacts.
Thor's strength faded as he went limp.
Then—
A familiar hammer flew through the air.
Mjolnir.
It slammed directly into Thanos' helmet.
BANG!
The impact cracked the helmet visibly.
Thor, battered and barely conscious, looked toward the hammer and laughed weakly.
"Haha… Captain… I knew it…"
Allen pushed himself back to his feet, gripping his wand tightly, breathing heavy but steady.
Thanos turned.
Furious.
He grabbed Thor by the ankle once more—
And hurled him directly toward Allen.
Allen's eyes widened.
"Not again!"
He braced himself and caught Thor mid-air, staggering backward from the force.
If he hadn't—
Thor would have slammed into the rubble and been injured far worse.
Allen lowered Thor carefully to the ground.
Ahead of them—
Thanos stood tall.
Wounded.
Helmet cracked.
Chest bleeding.
But still very much unstoppable.
And he was coming again..