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There was a loud, almost-warrior-like cry from behind him, followed by the sickening sound of a knife plunging into an alien over and over in various spots. He whirled around, having not paid attention to his Spidey sense since it had been going off as soon as he stepped out of the portal. The slain alien slumped to the ground as the attacker pulled her knife from the back of its neck -- a perfect point to paralyze and render useless before she had continued to kill it.
Blowing a piece of hair out of her face, her eyes flicked over to meet his. Peter had stared into those eyes plenty of times, making them easily recognizable even though five years had passed. And from the looks of it, those five years had been tough. There was a scar that started right above her eyebrow, cutting across the bone in a slight U shape and ending right by her ear. Fresh cuts and blossoming bruises marked her face, mixing with dirt and non-human blood, no doubt from tussling with a few aliens and Thanos himself. The short brown hair he was used to had grown longer, even though it was pulled back tightly, some longer strands had escaped during battle.
“Molls?” he whispered out, not completely sure that the young woman standing in front of him was the girl he fell in love with all those years ago. She twirled the ring knife in her hand out of habit, then gave him an almost embarrassed smile which looked out of place on a battle-hardened face like hers.
“Hey, Pete.” her eyes were beginning to water.
– ENDGAME FEELS IN HYPOTHESIS CONTRARY TO FACT
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