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The Collector was nervous. He could feel his sweat dripping down from his head. He was so close to getting one more of the Infinity Stones but he failed... And now Thanos was visiting him.
He was afraid of Thanos because of his reputation, so now he had no choice to do his biddings. If only his pink slave didn't try to control the Power Stone, he would please his master but instead, he felt like Thanos was going to be furious at him and the conversation would probably end with him being all beat up.
He heard his metal door open and heavy feet walking towards him. The room was dark, being lit by only few lights but he knew who was coming... Thanos. He could feel himself sweating even more but he tried to look calm. "Tivan..." Thanos said. Thanos' voice was so deep and cold that it sent chills through The Collector's spine. "...give me the Aether".
The Collector did the fancy "bowing down" that he always does nervously and said "Thanos, always a pleasure to be of service." Standing up to look at Thanos, he asked "Is that all my master?" Thanos just looked at him. The Collector took that as a yes and pulled the caged Aether from one of the heavily secured safe. He could feel himself breathing heavily.As soon as he gave the Aether to Thanos, The Mad Titan started to walk away back to the darkness of the room. The Collector let out a small sigh of relief and was starting to breathe a little bit easier but that soon stopped as The Mad Titan stopped walking.
"Actually, you can do something else for me." Thanos said looking back at The Collector. Thanos started to walk towards The Collector and said "I know that you know who are the Guardians Of The Galaxy..." The Collector knew that the Orb was soon going to be soon mentioned and then Thanos continued "...They made quite a name for themselves after defeating the Kree boy. According to my sources inside Xandar, Nova Prime secured the Orb inside their headquarters. I will need the Orb for my plans. So, I just want to you give the Guardians an anonymous intel of my domain in the galaxy and I will deal with them myself."
The Collector couldn't keep himself from asking "What do you need the Guardians for? Its not like they're going to help you steal the Orb from Nova." Thanos looked at him with furious eyes. There, at that moment, The Collector was getting ready to be beat up by Thanos but instead, Thanos just said while sounding a bit angry "THAT is not your business..." Thanos raised his hand to a punching form that will probably head toward The Collector and continued "...But if you're not willing to cooperate, I won't mind doing it myself, after all, the Asgardian and the Kree just let me down. So, Tivan, if you're gonna let me down in this simple task, you're better off dead than alive."
The Collector started to sweat even more. Afraid to be killed by just one punch to the face, which he thought it would send his head flying off, he said "Alright! Alright!!! You don't need to threaten me like that..." Thanos smirked and lowered his arm to let The Collector continue "...Anything you say, I will follow."
The Collector turned on his monitor to start writing the intel for the Guardians. The light of the monitor did not help to light the dark room, instead it just gave Thanos a creepy looking lighting to his body which was perfect to accompany his deadly motives. After a few minutes later, The Collector was able to send the intel to the Guardians Of The Galaxy while Thanos stood there beside him looking through The Collector's monitor. Thanos started to walk away and this time, he didn't stop, which brought a relief to The Collector.