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May's Birthday (Spidey's Sister one shot)
The starry sky still crowned the glory of night, and just like one's supposed to do during such a nice night, she was sleeping. The peaceful dreams were torn away by an earthquake, and on opening her eyes, she found a dreary creature in her sight: her brother.
"Hey, come on, wake up!"
"What's wrong with you?" She looked towards the window, blinking to fight sleep, "it's not morning yet."
The sentence came out in half gibberish, but he understood it somehow.
"I know that. Don't you remember our plan?" His whispering now became slightly louder.
"What plan? Am I dreaming? Are we mafias?" and gave a look of confusion as much as a half asleep person could give.
"Oh god," and after a dramatic sigh of disappointment, he asked, "What's the date today?"
"What?" was the answer from the layer of blankets, but in less than a few seconds, a face appeared from it.
"Oh god, it's May's birthday!"
"Welcome to the world of humans again! I thought..." But he stopped seeing the "don't you dare" look on his sister's face.
*****
The plan was set in motion. They were to cook breakfast, do the chores, and decorate the living room, which was agreed to be done at last by both because both doubted that the stupid one would pop a balloon and ruin the plan, and as to who was the stupid one, there wasn't any word.
So far, they were on the first task. The coffee and the sandwiches were perfectly done by her, and Peter was left making pancakes on his own as he requested the "chef" be left alone to do the magic. After labelling the first one as the trial one, he was stuck with the same result for the second one, but somehow the pancakes were set on being burnt.
After looking at the result, both of them stared at it, and after Peter's small how's it, she just nodded.
So now on to the next part, chores. It was decided that Peter would tidy up the living room, she'd clean up the kitchen mess, and dishes would be done together. The last part, they concluded, was a bad idea. Peter was getting annoyed by her pointing out the dirt every time he finished cleaning a dish.
"Oh, I didn't know you had microscopic vision."
"And I didn't know you had no regard for hygiene. Do you even wash your suit?"
This nice comeback was hard to beat, and so Peter started cleaning the plates again in silence and she smiled triumphantly from behind. And for general knowledge, Peter does wash his suit but needs "help" sometimes (or most of the time).
For the last part, both of them found it surprising that the other managed to do it quietly, and with that, everything was done. The little living room was looking beautiful with the balloons and ribbons. They looked around, appreciating their hard work and rating the other's as okayish. The task was officially declared to be done, and they shook hands as if a business deal had been done.
The sun was out by now. They looked at the clock and hid behind the couch. Soon, footsteps were heard, and after signalling with excited nods, they jumped out.
Peter decided to click a picture and there couldn't have been any better timing. Turns out, the rug wasn't fixed properly (someone didn't do it properly, not at all Peter's fault) and his sister, in excitement, had decided to jump from it.
It was a wonderful picture. The look of realisation as what was about to happen on her face while her body was mid air, May's widened eyes. Surely, a moment to be treasured.
"Happy birthday, May!" 🎉
Chemistry between us
Another normal day at Midtown High. After a few hours of sitting in class, it was now time for chemistry lab. Putting on safety goggles and gloves, everyone is ready. Peter Parker gets a new lab partner for the experiment. You had joined just a week ago, and Peter knew nothing about you except the fact that you were cute, and he may or may not have developed a tiny crush on you. Having you as a lab partner was the best thing in his day.
"Hi," you said as you smiled and waved, coming over next to him.
He returned the greeting, gave a little smile, and started fiddling with the chemicals in a vain attempt to hide his blushing cheeks. His manner made him more endearing to you, and you did the same thing, starting to focus on the experiment and instructions. Evryone started the experiment, occasionally questioning or talking to their lab partners.You both didn't talk but kept stealing glances at each other during the experiment. You asked one or two questions about the procedure to Peter, just to talk to him, and he was internally thankful for that.
You were continuing with the procedure and mixing chemicals when you glanced at Peter, appreciating how focused he was, how effortlessly he was completing the steps, and how handsome he looked and how... Oh no, what's that smell? And before your eyes could reach the beaker that was about to blast, Peter Parker turns to you, takes the beaker from your hand, puts it away, and it blasts. You just stand there dumbfounded for a few seconds, and then you register what could have happened if this guy didn't have insane reflexes. He was in awe, the way you talked, the way you smiled, it was all very beautiful. His acceptance of a tiny crush was washed away by a wave of epiphany.
"Are you okay?" There's concern in his eyes.You look at the beaker and turn to him, still shocked.
"Yeah, I'm...thanks for that. I wasn't..."
"It's fine; you know, it happens to everyone some times." If kindness and purity had a face, it would be Peter Parker's, you thought. The instructor rushed and carefully disposed of the beaker. You were going to get a good lecture about lab safety, and for the others, it was a free entertainment break. To your comfort, the time was over, and the people started going out.
You stood there, waiting for the instructor, and Peter Parker was standing there too for some reason. The boy behind you, a friend of yours, came towards you and asked if you were alright. After you answered in the affirmative, he said, "Don't worry; you've got," and looked towards Peter "Chemistry." And proudly walked out with a smirk.
You both just looked at each other awkwardly, too embarrassed to say anything after that comment. While you hated the remark, you fully agreed with it from your heart. The instructor returned, and before he could lash out anything, Peter Parker pointed out that the bottle of acid on your desk was labelled wrong, so it wasn't your fault. The instructor checked it and, after confirming it, let you out with just "Be careful next time."
You both walked towards the hallways, and you thanked Peter Parker for his help both times, and he just waved it off. So, you made a deal about getting pizza in the evening, and which to your utter joy, he didn't deny (he was jumping from joy inside but you wouldn't know that). Unknown to you, Peter heard your fluttering heart and knew that the feeling was mutual. A beautiful day, a start of something new.
All thanks to a bottle of mislabeled acid.
Well, you've got to pay attention in chemistry ;)
Part 11: The Endgame
The Infinity and nightmare
"It's been five years."
Stephen Strange informed the confused faces that were oblivious to the time that had passed. He continued, "There's a war, and they need us."
Sparkling orange circles appeared on the battlefield, and once again, the defenders of the earth, the team of the Avengers, were complete. They had lost once and wouldn't let the second chance slip away.
Strange wasn't sure that the outcome he had seen was going to happen. There were billions of outcomes of their defeat, but only one of their victory.
"Avengers, assemble."
Thanos' army of monsters were like the chained monsters that had been set free.
******
Even this time, they were close to defeat. Even the strongest additions to the team weren't any match for that intergalactic warlord. When there seemed no way to win, Tony Stark was about to take it upon himself to safeguard the future, but the future was already decided.
The sudden appearance of a black circle in the sky attracted everyone's attention. Smokey black creatures plagued the ground and started attacking the alien army. A dark silhouette emerged and took on a human form, and at that moment, Stephen Strange knew that the outcome he had seen was right.
She landed in between Thanos and Iron Man, with an army of demons flocking around her.
"Ready for a rematch?" She tilted her head slightly.
"I like you, little one, but you cannot defeat me." He said looking at his gauntlet.
A whirlwind started to form around them, and even Thanos was taken aback.
"I am inevitable." He was ready to repeat history, but to end the whole planet this time.
The demon army wrapped around both of them, and the girl disappeared among it.
A colourful glow tore through the darkness, and the whirlwind ceased.
"Maybe in your dreams, but this is a nightmare."
It was a magnificent sight. All around the battlefield was darkness, and in the middle, with the six stones revolving around her and veins glowing with power—the power of infinity—was the girl.
A flick of the fingers, a snap, and the whole alien army was gone, turned to dust.
*****
"What happened to Nightmare?" Wong was curious to know the end of the adventure.
"He is trapped forever in this world, without his demon army, or powers to plague a human mind. I guess it would be a nightmare for him to be like that." She chuckled at the thought of the ruler of the subconscious getting a taste of his own medicine.
"Any new lessons today, Sorcerer Supreme?" She started a new topic. The war was over, everyone was back and the world was at peace again. They could surely enjoy that for some days.
"You know I'm not sorcerer supreme any more, and yes, you do need a lesson on -discussing plans before doing anything so you don't scare anyone out of their wits."
"First, I was asking Wong, and second, dead people don't discuss plans; they just do it." She shrugged and stood up.
Strange could do nothing but sigh and mutter "young people." He was sure the snap had made some connections in her brains loose, and for her, it was getting in her own element.
She had finally decided to mess with her mentor, and he had given up on getting upset. Wong had the most fun laughing at Strange.
She turned toward Wong, the sorcerer supreme, and repeated the question.
"I think you should rest for some days. Maybe take a vacation." He pointed at the bone cast on her right hand and the few bandages around her forehead and other arm.
"That's a good idea," a mischievous smile was plastered on her face. "What do you think about a vacation, Dr Strange?"
"Oh god, no."
A/N: So the story is finally over. What do you think about this?
Part 10: No other Way
"Wanda, what has happened to you?" Her voice was laced with fear and shock.
"Wanda has accepted a dreamland, my dear. You have a choice too." Nightmare's tone was almost soothing, and if one didn't know the truth, they might be easily deceived.
"Never."
Stephen Strange's ireful voice filled the darkness.
"It wasn't a choice anyway. Like it or not, you're my captive." His tone became calmer and darker, and his dark eyes focused on Strange
"You just chose the hard path, Stephen."
Wanda moved like a puppet and, without another thought, attacked her friends on the order of Nightmare. Her hands glowed dark red or mahogany of malevolence rather than her scarlet glow of power.
A wave emerged from her hands and threw both of her former friends away like a raging sea wave sweeps away anything that obstructs its path.
They tried to bring Wanda back to her senses, but it was futile as she was fully under Nightmare's control. She had submitted herself, and there was no going back. Nightmare unleashed his demonic army.
"How is this even possible? She has her powers, and I'm feeling pain even though I'm dead."
"You mortal fools, this is my world, and everything here is possible if I want."
When physical pain failed to shake the morals of his enemies, Nightmare employed the other way.
The darkness engulfed everything again, and Strange and her apprentice found themselves wrapped in a dark fog. They couldn't see or feel each other's presence.
Nightmare unleashed his demonic army—creatures that could shake even the bravest of humans, creatures too hideous for the human world. Dark, no physical form, just a wave of your deepest fears. A symbol of misery and grim thoughts.
And then another blow hit.
"Hey, honey, don't you want to live with family? We all miss you."
"Yes, cupcake, we do miss you."
Family.
"Stephen, I made some cookies. What do you think of these premium Donna cookies?"
"Here's a gift for you." Christine's face was all sweet and kind.
Time will tell you how much I love you
- Christine
The mirage was luring the tired desert travelers, waiting to swallow them into the quicksand.
"STOP!" The apprentice took a deep breath "I'm willing to join you."
The fog vanished and turned into a figure.
"Your friends are smarter than you, it seems."
Strange was betrayed. He couldn't believe they were on the brink of the demise of mankind, and the one he trusted and considered the equivalent of family would be the one to bring mankind's doom. The future he had seen was wrong.
"No, you can't give up." His voice was shaky with disbelief.
"We're powerless. There's no chance of winning when we're against him. Believe me," she said, looking down at her hands, and whispering, "There's no other way."
"I cannot be defeated, Stephen. I am the Master of the Subconscious, the Midnight Leviathan, the ruler of the Nightmare realm, and now the ruler of the mortal realm."
******
Strange was banished to the prison of the Nightmare realm, a lonely place with nothing around to make him feel sane. The power of the reality stone was back, and so was her family. Wanda was lost in her little utopia, oblivious to the consequences of her reprehensible act.
Nightmare had finally succeeded in merging his world with the real world.
"The worlds will coalesce soon, and I will take a human form. My plan has come to fruition with your assistance."
Wanda was standing beside Nightmare, watching the portal to the outside world form.
"That thing about everything you want being done holds true?" The former apprentice of Strange sounded sceptical of the offer.
"I remain faithful to my words. Whatever you want shall be yours in this realm."
"I would like to talk to Stephen Strange once."
"I too would like to see him witness my victory as proof of what a terrible defender he has been."
In a few moments, Stephen Strange was facing them.
The portal was to open soon. The surrounding was turning cold, and everyone was silent in anticipation, with dread or triumph.
Suddenly, a red glow enclosed them—the glow of the aether. The smile on the girl's face exhorted Wanda to read her mind.
"No, YOU CAN'T!" exasperated, the scarlet witch waved her fingers and sent a mahogany wave toward the red glow. Both Reds collided, and Wanda was thrown back at the same time the portal opened behind her and she was thrown out of the realm.
The red glow was being overlapped by the black waves. There was only one way now. She gave a deferential nod to her mentor as he went through the portal. She vanished in the discoloured surroundings, and soon the portal vanished.
The red tinted surrounding was back, the land of the eternal sunset.
Peter 3's Chance
Summary: Back to his universe, Peter 3 finds a stranger moving in next door and it's none other than MJ!
There was a robbery at the city museum, but police have caught the...
Peter 3 looked out the balcony and was glad to find the city intact in his short absence. He turned off the TV.
He was back in New York, his New York. The last few hours had been a hell of an adventure—jumping through universes, meeting alternate versions of himself, fighting multiverse men, and saving someone—and somehow, that lifted a weight off his shoulders. The guilt that had been strangling him from inside was almost gone. He would never forget Gwen, but now he felt like he was forgiven. He wasn't the bitter man he had been just a day prior.
He walked through his apartment; it was a small place, but it felt like home. He plopped on the couch, exhausted from the adventure, and fell asleep.
He was awakened by some noise outside, or rather noises. It was like someone was being dragged to the depths of hell, but the one dragging was failing miserably. At least that's what it felt like in the dream.
Coming back to his senses, he realised that the flat next to his was empty and that he was the only inhabitant on that floor. He slowly moved towards the main door, ready to catch the culprit from hell or a petty thief.
He opened the door and found the culprit to be a young woman struggling to carry a few boxes across the hallway.
"Hi," the dulcet feminine voice spoke, tinged with slight embarrassment that she had been discovered struggling with a diminutive task.
"Hi, um, do you, uh, need any help with that?" He pointed toward the tape-sealed boxes.
"I'd be most grateful if you did." The expressions on her face clearly meant Thank God.
He lifted the boxes swiftly and moved them to their desired place.
"Thank you so much. Do you live next door?" She smiled.
He looked toward the next door as if he had never seen the place and turned back to her.
"Yeah, yeah. I'm –I'm Peter Parker." It had been a long time since he had a human conversation like this.
"Nice to meet you, Peter. I'm Maria Jones."
At this response, his eyes widened, and he asked through his shock, slowly muttering, "MJ?"
"Yeah, my friends call me that. How'd you know?" She was astounded by the sudden change in his manner.
He pulled himself together and realised that he had been staring like an idiot.
"Um, it's just that I had a friend with a similar name and called her MJ." His face had turned crimson, and he was making random gestures as if that explained the rest.
"Well, then you can call me MJ too!" She didn't mind his embarrassment; it was rather endearing in a way.
The conversation soon ended. MJ! The other Spider-Mans had MJ, the love of their lives. Does that mean—is it for real? Wow! Peter's heart was racing now. If this was his chance in this universe, he won't let it get away.
He took a deep breath, and just as the next door was closing, he took his chance.
"Hey, um, I was thinking maybe—I mean, would you like to get a coffee sometime?"
Face it, Tiger—you just hit the jackpot.
Spidey's Sister (one shot)
Swinging through the streets of New York was a delight today. He had nailed his calculus test and had finished his homework. During patrol, he helped a lost child and mistakenly webbed a man for thinking he had stolen an old lady's purse, but honestly, it wasn't his fault. The man decided to run after taking the purse from his mother's hand, but well, this was New York, so it wasn't much of a surprise. Then he helped a shopkeeper with lifting the heavy boxes and was rewarded with a few bars of chocolate, which he planned on devouring alone.
He landed on the rooftop of a little building, maybe just two stories high, and looked around for anything before he called it a day.
"Hey, Spider-Man! I'm a big fan of yours. " Normally, he would be happy to meet his fans and that there were a few people who appreciated him despite the news channels labelling him as a criminal. But what part of "friendly neighborhood" sounded threatening to those reporters? But well, this was familiar, a voice he would hear every day. He knew there wasn't genuine appreciation in the tone, rather it was mocking. What more could he expect from his younger sister?
"Hey, Spidey!" She very well knew his secret identity and, of course, Peter didn't know his sister would be prying in his room when he jumped through the window in his red and blue suit. However, the wonderful, dumbfounded look on her face was a priceless sight.
He would have shouted a very friendly "Go away!" had he not been on the street. So he turned around to face the voice.
"Yeah?"
"Would you mind taking a picture with my friend, Spider-Man? She's a fan too. "
Now he noticed the figure standing beside her. The 'friend' in question was half visible and half hidden behind his sister's figure. She waved awkwardly with the only visible hand and gave a half-smile. He nodded and landed on the ground with a swift flip. The friend moved forward and pointed to the phone, "May I?"
"Yeah, yeah—of course."
*_*_*_*_
"Someone's been getting too modest these days." She jeered from the couch.
"It was because I thought you were mocking me in the middle of the street just like now," was his nonchalant response.
"I'm offended you'd think that," Wow, she was really grown up, caring for her brother...
"Why would I go to a faraway street when I can mock you at home?" She finished by shrugging as if it was a common sense thing.
"At least you admitted that you're my fan." He hit this blow with a smug smile.
"You know what, you're right," she said, with a solemn look. "Spider-Man is awesome ." She took a piece of paper and scribbled something on it.
"Here's a message from your number one fan." She handed him the folded note and walked away.
He was joking, but she had accepted it. He opened the note with a grin.
My acting skills are awesome. Got you twice ;)
Well, some things never change.
A/N: Would you like to see more of them or have any good ideas? Comment to share them. <3
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Part 9: Nightmare
"Your wicked plans will never succeed, Nightmare."
"You paint me in a bad light, Stephen. I'm helping the grieving world. When they're awake, they feel sorrow. I comfort them in their dreams. They see their loved ones, they feel them alive. "The tone was almost soothing, but Strange could hear the sinister goals dissolved in those words.
Nightmare holds out his palm and a black circle appears, showing Wanda chatting with Vision, a smile plastered on both of their faces, "See?"
"Throw away that facade. I know you are tricking everyone. You just want to take control of the human realm, but that won't happen. "
"Sorcerer supreme" is an apt title for you. I appreciate your intelligence, Stephen Strange, but who is going to stop me, your pathetic friends who have succumbed to my plan? Or those mortals who would gladly accept my dreams? " He moved his hands through the emptiness, and a black glow surrounded them. The glow turned glassy and the sight of people in their utopian lives filled it. Smiles and chatter filled the silence.
"I am still giving you a chance to live your dream. You can help me conquer the mortal world and I will set you free, or you can ruin the happiness of millions and yourself. The choice is yours. "
With that, he vanished into a cloud of black smoke.
Stephen Strange was firm in his resolution, but he wouldn't be able to do it alone. He looked around at the black waves of beaming faces.
******
"So you're saying everything I see is an illusion?" She was looking towards her family.
"As much as I would hate to admit it, yes it is a dream."
"Then how do you think I can help? Everything I see turns out to be fake. I think I'm going insane. " She sat down on the porch.
"You have to help me, and believe me, the fate of this world depends on you."
******
"So what's the plan?"
"We have to stop Nightmare. He is using the souls of those who were snapped as bait for those who are alive. If we free them, nightmare will lose control over the mortal world. "
"And how do we free those souls?"
"We don't possess any body to return to or any brain to escape; we can only elude through a portal which has to be opened by none other than Nightmare himself."
"And that is improbable to happen. You have refused an opportunity to achieve anything, Stephen. But I have found someone wiser. "
A silhouette emerged from the dark smoke. Stiff, dark eyes, emotionless sunken face, body moving like every movement was coldly calculated.
"You can not take this dream away from me, Strange."
With her whole demeanour changed and malevolence dripping from every word, it was hard to notice that this was the same Wanda Maximoff.
Part 10
Part 8: Is that you?
It was a relief that for this time, she wasn't betrayed by her own brain. It was her mentor, Dr Strange, looking a bit more peaceful than the last time she saw her, but still a bit worried.
He was in deep introspection and these words brought the sorcerer supreme back to the moment. He turned around with a bitter smile, both grateful and sad to see her there. In a gesture that surprised them both, Strange found himself in a tight embrace, like a child who had been lost at a fair had finally found his parents, and would want to hold on forever.
"I'm sorry, I-"
He softened at those words.
"It's alright. We all tried." He patted her back slightly. He may have seen millions of alternate futures but he didn't know that he could feel alive even after death.
"What is this place?"
"It is the soul world, a pocket dimension for the trapped souls."
"So are we really... Dead?"
"Yes, we are nothing more than wandering souls now. At least this world is a bit kind. It lets us have our most cherished memory near to us."
"Yeah, I saw my house." She pointed behind, still not daring to see it again.
Strange only nodded, for he understood the unsaid feeling.
"So, everyone who got snapped is trapped here?"
"Yes, but they are luckier than us." A voice said beside them, a voice which they figured belonged to Wanda Maximoff.
"Those other people who were snapped, they are here but they are unaware of this world. They are in 'sleep' or unaware," Strange explained, "We're the ones who had the powers to mess with the course of the universe and that's why why we are conscious like this."
Then they talked on, on various random things, for how long they didn't know, for all around them was stillness.
They were sitting together in silence, when that happened. It was like the effect of another snap. The world started getting distorted, the reddish tint fading into nothingness. Then, darkness engulfed everything.
She was in her room again. But this time, there were noises outside. She put her hand on the door knob, took a deep breath and opened it.
"Dinner is ready."
"But I don't want to eat it,mum."
"Hey, no excuses."
Her family.
She went downstairs.
"Hey honey, I made your favourite dish today."
"Thanks,mum." She gave a tight hug to her mom.
"I didn't know you liked it so much to make you cry." Her mother chuckled.
"You know, you look more ridiculous when you cry."
Ah, this human piece of annoyance, which she referred to as a brother and his stupid acts, but she had missed it too.
Wanda was elated to see vision and Pietro again.
Strange saw Christine, and Donna, his sister and it reminded him of that terrible day when it all happened.
The beautiful chilly weather, the frozen lake they were playing on.
"Hey, you're too slow. Look how far I'm."
A few giggles which turned into heart wrenching screams in a moment. It all happened so fast. He tried but in vain.
And Christine, well, there wasn't any point in thinking about all that, he convinced himself.
For they all were in a dream, a dream so sweet that it would hurt them more than their worst nightmare.
"Welcome to my world, Stephen Strange."
"Nightmare!"
Part 9
A/N: Suggest me a nickname for my character. Also, a feedback would be appreciated. (•‿•)
Part 7: Turned to dust
When the world formed again in her vision, the sight was something she wasn't accustomed to. She was in some unknown world, nothing like her home planet. However, there were some familiar places around, familiar but hazy, as if those places were taken out from someone's memories. Apart from those vaguely familiar places, it was a dusty land as far as one could see. The sky was tinted red, like those beautiful sunsets, except there was no sun.
Then, she spotted a structure she could identify in a moment. It was her home, there was no mistaking it. She didn't know if she was dead or alive, but at last, she was home. She ran towards the little house, hoping to see familiar faces. It was exactly as she remembered it. Those tinted windows, from which she and her brother would look out for various cars and then compete for who counts the most. That balcony on the second floor, where her parents would sit during mornings with mugs in their hands, sipping some warm beverage, occasionally murmuring between themselves. To the side was her room, her little kingdom, where she would keep her stuff. Like her little diary which she wouldn't let anyone see, as if it contained some secrets of international importance.
She opened the door. Where she had hoped to see enthusiastic cheers, she was greeted with dead silence. The hall was empty and so was the kitchen. She ran upstairs, going through every room, but there was no one. Downcast, she came downstairs. Then it hit her, it was exactly as she remembered it. It was like a memory, it was a memory! The empty house hurt more than anything. The structure was still there, haunting her and reminding her of the terrible fate she had brought upon the ones she loved. She couldn't bear it anymore. Every time she would look at something familiar, it would fill her brain. The memories she had cherished till now were haunting her. She ran out, far away from that thing as possible. As she was running, she spotted a silhouette of a human at some distance. She ran towards that figure.
That cloak, that attire, could belong to only one person.
"Strange, is that you?"
Part 8
Part 6: Too Late
The hopes of those heroes, who had found relief in the momentary departure of Thanos, were shattered. A bright red portal appeared and the gauntlet was shining with a new addition, the glowing red stone of reality.
The girl felt like her soul was gone along with the stone, and the only thing she'll ever have on her mind was the regret of not doing enough.
There was nothing that could be done now. Everything was in vain. The scarlet witch had destroyed the mind stone, a sacrifice of someone she loved. But Thanos was unstoppable. He reversed time and then his collection was complete.
Just when they had lost all hope, a streak of lightning appeared in the sky and hit Thanos on the chest. The god of thunder appeared, full of rage. Maybe he had lost someone too. The mighty Thor tried to take on him with the stormbreaker, and for a moment, they seemed to have a chance of winning.
"I told you, you'd die for this."
Thanos shrieked in pain, but he wouldn't give up.
"You should have gone for the head."
Time, reality, soul, mind, space, and power; everything was his now. He completed his wish. A snap and he was gone, leaving this world to witness the dark fate.
"Where'd he go?" Captain America repeated a few times, still not being able to accept that they had lost.
"We lost," answered the girl, who had heard about the power of the stones from her mentor. She could not say more lest her guilt would flow out of her eyes.
It was a horrible sight now, people seeing their loved ones turn to dust.
She was standing beside Thor now, both of them feeling the same guilt. Thor was the only one present there that she was acquainted with; he had tried to help her when she had accidentally absorbed the aether. His girlfriend Jane had told him about it, and he was surprised to find that the girl was just a bit sick with no other effects. Then they had talked for a while, Thor, telling stories about his world of Asgard and his wonderful girlfriend...
It was a relief that she had drifted into the sea of good memories. It felt less painful when her consciousness became null and the exclamations of Thor were barely audible. She was glad that she wouldn't have to bear this regret for long. Maybe her family would forgive her, maybe she would see her mentor again...
Then, all the thoughts, worries were gone. Her world had faded, and for the world, she had turned to dust.
Part 7
Part 5: Burdens of regret
Thanos was too stubborn. He had acquired the control over space, power and soul already. He appeared on the earth, with a glowing green stone in his gauntlet, his newly added possession. That glow of the time stone was haunting the girl. The stone which once resided in a pendant belonging to her mentor was now a weapon for that merciless monster. What happened to the owner of the pendant was not known to her, but it wasn't something good for sure.
A glowing wave started swirling around her palms burning red like her rage. The purple demon was throwing away the heroes as if they were inanimate ragdolls. The greatest heroes of the planet were trying everything to stop Thanos.
Just as he was defeating super powered beings and getting sure of his success with every punch, the purple monster found himself in the middle of a tornado, a red glow wrapping him tighter and tighter. The reality was changing like the pictures on a television, the view similar to that of a glitching screen. Thanos fell from a mountain, landed in the sea, crashed through a building, all in a split second. The only things consistent were the glowing red eyes in front of him, moving like a breeze through the portals.
The danger on this planet and now the fresh wound of her mentor's demise had made the girl more powerful than she had ever thought herself to be. The only thing that on her mind now was to kill this ugly purple alien.
For a moment, they plunged into the deep sea and at the next, thousands of blades of glass passed through Thanos.
But no matter how powerful she was, Thanos still had the other four stones. Recovering himself from this sudden blow, he used those stones to defeat her. He reversed his wounds with the time stone.
He instead thought it better that he could retrieve the reality stone now that there were no other heroes to interrupt him. It's not said without a reason, angry people are not always so wise. The glow on the gauntlet made her realise this but it was too late. Soon, the red glow was draped with a mix of other colours and the changing reality started to fade.
There was terrible pain. Her veins were bursting with red. The aether started to flow out and after what felt like an eternity to her, it finally stopped.
Another glow on the gauntlet, the shining reality stone.
Now, the whole universe will have to pay.
Part 6
Part 4 The Inevitable Fate
The news channels didn't have any time to report about a scandal involving a widely known name or to expose someone's most obvious secrets because the most exciting thing that could ever happen on the earth ( according to a news channel ) was happening. A giant donut like space ship in the middle of the city, who wouldn't want to know more about that! Then the screens were flickering with 'raw footage' of their brave reporters running from the attack, occasionally showing some glimpses of the heroes giving the aliens a fight. But the event didn't last long. Soon the donut thing was gone and the heroes were too. For some time, nobody knew what was happening.
It was like time had stopped moving altogether or days were passing so quickly that a human brain couldn't comprehend any difference between this moment and the next; or it was the fear inside their hearts which kept them up, dreading every next moment so much that time seemed to slow down. Some others felt the end was near and wanted to cherish every remaining moment and they wanted to hold on to time but time is like sand, the tighter you try to hold on to it, the quicker it slips out of your reach.
Then, the people at Sanctum and the girl were heading to Wakanda. The apprentice was informed about her mentor being taken to space and Captain America's plan to save the mind stone and the reality stone.
It was weird, the controller of reality being afraid of the approaching reality. She was not sure if she was a hero. She'd lived a pretty normal life and even after getting these amazing powers, had not discovered the tragic side of life. It maybe because she was responsible enough even as a normal human that destiny didn't need to teach her responsibility through grief and loss. She was thankful for that, her family, her friends, they were all there for her. She had no burdens of regrets on her yet and she wanted it to be that way.
Part 5
Part 3: The nightmare begins
The tumult outside proved everyone's suspicions right. Outside was some kind of alien who referred to himself as the 'servant of Thanos' but Tony Stark thought squidward was better suited for.
Dr Banner tried to get the rageful monster out of himself but the Hulk wouldn't appear. So Dr Strange and Iron man went ahead without the green man.
Home would've been a good place to go to if didn't meant putting her family in danger for that girl.
Sure, her family knew about her powers. The girl couldn't hide it from the ones she loved and they understood her well, supported her decision of taking help from a 'wizard' who lived in an unknown building in a distant country. They were a little reluctant as first but it was good for everyone, so they had relented at last.
So here she was, in one of those sanctums, inhabited by some of the best defenders of the earth. There was a great hustle as everyone was summoning the best of their weapons to safeguard the girl with glowing hands that had appeared a few minutes ago. Strange had alerted them with the situation and everyone was ready to put everything on line to save their home. When they were done, there was only one thing to do,
Wait for the inevitable.
Part 4
Part 2 Thanos is Coming
So it was Thanos, a threat to this planet, according to Strange. Whoever this Thanos was, he was really dangerous, otherwise some of the greatest heroes of the earth wouldn't be standing in the Sanctum. Tony Stark aka the Iron man was there obviously not happy with the way Strange just took him into that old dungeon looking place unexpectedly. He was just having a walk in the park with his soon to be wife, Pepper, having not so lovely chat but that didn't mean he wouldn't mind this. For a moment he was relieved that he escaped Pepper's questions but that relief faded into thin air as soon as he heard the word 'threat'.
I've started making a fanfic about a girl who absorbs the reality stone and Dr strange teaches her to control it. I'm an amateur and not much experienced. Hope you like it.
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Part 1 The beginning
At the Sanctum, doctor strange was teaching his new apprentice the lessons on how to control her powers. The girl had mastered her power of creating portals to teleport but controlling the reality stone was on a whole other level. But she was able to control it in a very short period of time and if we say she was close to mastering the ability to use it, it wouldn't be an exaggeration. After all, she had absorbed the reality stone, it was a part of her being now. She created a portal with her powers and the reality stone. The reality stone, as one could guess, gave the power to create, bend or change the reality. In a sense, there was no reality at all, it was all the imagination of the bearer." You're almost a master at it now, just remember keep your mind calm and concentrated."The master of the mystic arts was surely proud of his apprentice." It just feels very natural now. It's like this stone has always been a part of me." The apprentice said looking at the red glow on her hands.Surely, it wasn't easy for anyone so young to be able to hold an infinity stone let alone controlling it but this girl was gifted to say the least." Can I try to open a portal in different time with the time stone? I've wanted to see if I can do it for so long." Naturally, the sorcerer didn't say yes. He reasoned that the time stone was not a toy to play with but after an argument from the girl convincing him that she wanted it for good, he eventually gave in. She tried to open a portal in past but failed quite a few times. Then she decided to try once once more, solely focused on the task, closing her eyes with the green energy of time wrapping around her. Soon, there was a circular opening to something, set afar in time but as soon as she let her mind wander and be happy over this achievement, the portal closed. Satisfied with her attempt, she gave back the stone but she could still feel the green energy around her. She looked questioningly at the wizard who answered " Looks like the time stone has taken a liking to you." in a sarcastic tone.She would have answered that he was afraid of her taking his job but knowing that her teacher was proud of his title, decided against it. The girl smiled, still wondering about her unique gift.The lesson was finally over and then it was like any other day at the Sanctum, everyone busy with their own work but unfortunately, that was a normal day until something crashed into the stairs of the Sanctum. Dr Strange and Wong went to check, prepared to take on an enemy but instead there was a human with green shade around him, lying down and the sentence he said was a warning of the upcoming disaster."Thanos is coming"
Part 2