THE DEATH SEASON ▹ final avengers ✓

19 | whatever it takes (endgame)

chapter xix of the death season :

" THIS THING ON ? "

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" Let's track this from the beginning . "

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february 9th, 2003

earth

FIFTEEN YEARS AGO

" DADDY , DO WE HAVE TO DIE ? "

"Everybody's gotta die someday, Smalls."

"Even you?"

"Even me."

"When am I gonna die?"

"Okay, why are you coming at me with this all the sudden?"

"Daddy, tell me. When? I wanna be ready."

"God, Smalls, a long, long time
from now, okay?
First off, I'm gonna watch
you grow up and be happy.
You're gonna find your purpose,
know what you have to do.
You're gonna find that someone
who protects and cares about you.
And maybe even have a couple
teething little monsters
with those big blues eyes of yours.
You're going to have a home
and a life where you feel safe and loved
and where no one can ever hurt you."

"And will you be there?"

"Where else would I be?"

"But... but when I die,
where will you be, Daddy?
Won't you be lonely without me?"

"Smalls... I'm gonna be right there with you.
All the way to the end. I promise.
Whatever it takes."

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february 9th, 2018

outer space

THREE WEEKS AFTER

TWENTY-TWO DAYS HAVE PASSED since the world reached its end. Earth's Mightiest Heroes have lost, and half of the universe has been lost as well. Because of them. Because of the Avengers. Children have been left without their fathers, and fathers will have to learn to lose their daughters. A new age has begun. The story is almost near its end. A dark nearly empty ship drifts through the vast starry emptiness of space, all systems failing, oxygen almost gone, food nearly run out. And the man who may have somewhat resembled Tony Stark once upon a time is dying.

Destiny has arrived.

All hope has been lost.

And help will not come in time.