(Originally published in "The Many Adventures of the Avengers and Friends")
"No, no, you're missing the point. There is no throne. There is no version of this where you come out on top." - Tony Stark, "The Avengers"
Or is there?
Multiverses have the...
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Tens of thousands of people flooded the streets, the echoing sound of joyful screams and long silenced church bells reverberating all around the dilapidated city. The stormclouds from earlier had parted allowing fresh sunlight to pour out onto the streets damp from the earlier storm. For once, the city wasn't foggy, rainy, or drenched in a dirty yellow haze. The crowds were resounding, jumping for joy and crying tears of happiness.
And though she was bleeding, Maya was enjoying every second of it.
"Maya, hold still!" Peter said, continuing to wrap the bandage around her abdomen where she had been stabbed.
"I'm trying! I'm just excited, I can't hold still!" Maya protested, looking much like an excited child entering the gates of Disney Land for the first time. It makes sense, though, considering the fact that she was basically robbed of her childhood. They were the hardest eleven years of everyone's lives, but now the worst was over for good.
"I know, but we have all the time in the world to celebrate and I don't want you to get more injured than you already are. Just let me patch this up, then you can jump around." Peter said.
"Yes, Mom."
Peter grinned as he finished dressing Maya's wound. He helped her to her feet and led her through the rapidly expanding crowds. People were less concerned with who had freed them and more with the fact that they were actually free. There would be time for appreciation later.
"Maya, oh my god!" Arianna exclaimed as she crashed into Maya once she spotted her and Peter in the crowd. She crushed her into a hug, which Maya accepted.
"Hey, watch the injury." She said with a laugh.
"Holy... Are you okay?"
"Yeah, it'll heal up eventually. I wasn't gonna come out unscathed."
"Maya, now don't screw with me, but did you...?" The question was implied, so Maya simply nodded.
"Me, Peter, and our friends. We went to Asgard for their help yesterday, then stormed in and deposed the King and Queen. They're gone. Probably in prison now for what they did, but they're not gonna hurt anyone anymore. We're free now." She explained. Arianna didn't bother to hide the tears in her eyes.
"My sister's a hero." Was all she said. A minute later, the rest of her family ran over once they could break away from the crowd.
"Maya, what-" Daniel asked, but he looked at his battered sister with Peter and opted to hold off on the questions.
"Jesus, honey, what happened?" Maya's dad asked, gesturing to her wound. "Do you need any Neosporin or something?"
"I dunno how much it would do for a stab wound." Maya admitted.
