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The Avengers eventually travelled back to their headquarters. The decimation was inevitable. Everyone was diminishing into ashes for the unlawful killing of Thanos. “We make a promise, to bring back our beloved, to avenge the fallen”, Steve stated with rage as tears swelled in his eyes, melancholy and dejected. Wakanda was in ruins as of the battle that had commenced earlier. Okoye was alone. “I lost my king. I lost my people. What is this injustice?”. T’Challa was gone. Everyone was gone, the flicker of life and joy was now a grey, darkening storm of infinite despair.
Meanwhile, in the Avengers Facility, Fury’s pager was delivered, still flashing. “What is this device? Was Fury trying to contact someone?”, questioned Banner. “It appears to be a pager”, stated Natasha as she looked at the device. “Bruce, keep an eye on it, make sure no-one takes it”. Natasha turned and froze as a woman stood, wearing a suit of gold, red and blue. “Where’s Fury?”, she questioned with an expression of urgency. “Who are you, a warrior?”, Thor asked with curiosity. “My name is Carol Danvers. I was sent by Fury for some emergency. What happened? Where is he?”, asked Carol.
“We were able to retrieve this from the inner city. We haven’t been able to find him”, replied Steve. “There is a possibility that he may have been victim to this snap. We are yet to hear from him”.
“Why? What I had happened? The world is so bleak, no signs of life, only broken buildings and wrecked vehicles. Why is it like this?”. Danvers became intuitive. She didn’t know the occurrences that went unnoticed by her. They looked at her closely. “We will explain”....
Carol was assisted by Banner, who displayed holograms of all those victim to Thanos' injustice. Pictures flashed by, the painful truth, their unnecessary suffering. Peter Parker, T'Challa, Stephen Strange- all familiar names flashed before their eyes, and they remembered their loss, their burdened sorrow from their defeat, from the destiny of a being in search for universal balance.
Danvers gazed at the holograms, and noticed that Fury was no more.
She looked down in anger and looked back up in a swift motion at the Avengers, and then heading away in a furious motion.
''Where are you going?'', asked Steve.
''To kill Thanos'', Carol replied.
She had a determination to avenge- to avenge the fallen and help bring an end to this seemingly permanent massacre.
"Lets get the stones and bring back everyone we lost", she said, tearfully, but with signs of retribution in her eyes as she looked at Fury's picture.
"She's right. I mean, we owe this to everyone who's not in the room to try", agreed Natasha.
Thor arose from his seat, an overshadowing of guilt and anguish filled his eyes, as he envisioned his own mistakes, the death of those around him. He walked forth to Danvers. In a matter of seconds, he summoned his newly forged battle-axe,Stormbreaker, staring intently into her eyes.
''I like this one''
Steve looked at them and stated, with envy ''Let's go get this son of a bitch!''
They all walked forward, out towards the Quinn Jet awaiting their entrance. Suddenly, a vibrant flash was observed in the skies, stained by crimson and lilac in the melancholy setting sun. A ship descended from above. Pepper had just arrived at the compound and sensed the wind blowing from the ship, making the grass a moving ocean. She looked forward in disbelief as Tony emerged, stumbling out of the ship- he was severely weakened and in need of immediate treatment. "Tony!", shouted Steve as he rushed to aid his beloved friend, for who he once betrayed. "Steve? Is that you?", replied Tony, his head aching as the disillusioned world, his home stood overwhelmingly before him. Pepper ran to him, her eyes filled with tears of joy and relief. # "Oh Tony! Thank goodness you are alive!", she remarked as she hugged him intently, tears flowing down her face. The Avengers proceeded to the facility, where they laid Tony to rest, as his body and mind were damaged from the destruction caused by the Mad Titan. "We lost, all of us. We lost friends, we lost family. We must do whatever it takes to bring everyone back. The world is in our hand", lectured Steve. " The world is in our hands? How come I lost, how come we all lost?", Tony replied angrily and sarcastically.
"And you think you're special- everything special about you came from a bottle, Captain....You know what, take this!", exclaimed Tony as he took his arc reactor from its chest, its blue hue dimming.
Suddenly, Tony collapsed as everyone ran to aid him.
"Ms Potts, stay with Tony", Steve said. "We have a job to do."