❨𝑹𝑬𝑰𝑮𝑵 . . . 𝑏𝘰𝘰𝑘 𝑖 ❩ ﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌ ━━━ 𝚂𝚃𝙴𝚅𝙴 𝚁𝙾𝙶𝙴𝚁𝚂 / ❛ everywhere she goes, 𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙡 𝙢𝙚𝙣 𝙙𝙞𝙚 and we 𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙚𝙧 for it ❜
━━━━━━━━━━━━ ∘༄⋅° 𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍, 𝒃𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒐𝒌𝒐𝒗𝒊𝒂
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𝙲𝙷𝙰𝙿𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝚂𝙴𝚅𝙴𝙽 !
𝙽 𝙴 𝚆 𝚈 𝙾 𝚁 𝙺, ❨𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘴❩
"DID YOU MISS me?"The silver-haired woman said from the door, no signs of joy, peace, comfort or ease in her, just pure anger and hatred, her violet-blue eyes blazing as she glared at all of the Avengers. . . and the twins with the red man. "I leave Earth for four years and it's already going down to the Seven Hells. And it was Stark's and Banner's faults for actually believing that something that Loki held in his own hands is going to turn out good!" They all flinched at her sudden burst, the two scientists looking down at their feet in shame. "All I want is for this Earth and its people to have peace for a long period of time, but all of you experiment too much and it all goes to shit! Stop doing your stupid experiments! Make something as simple as a PopTart. Make Thor happy for once."
Liayae turns to Steve, knowing that he doesn't understand all of the future technologies that laid around the place and gives him a sweet smile, her angry demeanor fading away rapidly and is turned to one of love. "Hello, Steve, how have you been?" Her eyes flick down to the front of his pants and smirks, the violet-blue orbs landing on his face again. "Long time, no see. . . as you Earthens say."
"Yeah, and now a battle has brought you back against your will."
"Oh no, it was Heimdall that brought me here against my own will, not the battle. . . I didn't even know there was going to be one here," she shrugs. "But now that the Asgardian Gatekeeper filled me in on what's going on. . . YOU ARE ALL IDIOTS!" (Molly Weasley, anyone?)
"What will you do?" The newborn says, and all of them look up at him quizzingly, and all realize that he wasn't paying attention to the Urghal. Instead, he was fiddling with his thumbs. "I don't want to kill Ultron. He's unique, and he's in pain. But that pain will roll over the earth, so he must be destroyed. Every form he's built, every trace of his presence on the net, we have to act now. And not one of us can do it without the others. Maybe I am a monster. I don't think I'd know if I were one. I'm not what you are, and not what you intended. So there may be no way to make you trust me. But we need to go." He picks Thor's beloved hammer and hands it to him, walking away as the group stares at him in shock, Thor clapping Stark on the shoulder. "Right," the god says. "Well done."