Every demon must have their pound of flesh.
The Avengers have fallen. The unity that once protected the Earth no longer remains. Fathers and daughters have been torn apart, families are no longer aligned, and darkness looms upon the horizon. For...
" And if you die . . . I feel like that ' s on me . "
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january 11, 2018
titan
THE WORLD DOESN'T STOP ENDING.
Peter panickedly jogs through the rough terrain to where Lisa and Tony still sit, quickly touching his sister's shoulder in concern. The girl tightly takes his hand in hers and gives a small nod, promising that she's okay. Breathing a sigh of relief, Peter kisses her forehead, and then the two siblings take Tony's hands to pull the struggling man to his feet. Peter cautiously touches the Stark's back, always trying to make sure everybody in his little family aren't too badly hurt.
The group left on Titan slowly and rather painfully moves towards each together, trying to regroup, needing to figure out what to do next. But then suddenly Mantis goes still, feeling something in the air as her dark eyes narrow in fear.
"Something's happening..."
And then Mantis begins to break and crumble before disappearing entirely.
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Tony's eyes widen in horror and his hand flies back, instinctively clasping around Lisa's wrist as if this can keep her by his side. But there's no stopping this. No one can stop this. Drax slowly raises his fading hands, his face one of pain, of anger, and then the brave warrior so fearfully whispers,
"Quill?"
And Drax turns to dust.
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