●→ @thor-o-thunder
two thousand twenty three. gamora still couldn’t wrap her head around the fact that she had time traveled nine years into the future. she lived and navigated around space since the moment thanos had taken her from home. she had seen many impossible things, but time travel was not something she would have thought was an actual thing.
jumping through galaxies was extreme enough for her, but now gamora has to catch up with the world. and not just the world, but her own life as well. there was so much that has happened to her in those nine years. she had managed to break free from her thanos grasp and joined a new team of misfits. she fell in love and she also died. killed from the same hands that showed her the meaning of balance with a pocket knife that sits heavy in her pocket.
but he was dead now. the father she knows and the one that murdered her to serve a purpose. that’s all she was to him, a means to an end. gamora hears footsteps approaching and she quickly turns around to see the one that everyone calls pirate angel moving into the common area of the ship. they were heading back to earth after discovering something that seemed to be making it’s way toward the planet.
▕ ▏ “how are you holding up?”
