𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐂𝐄 ⚛︎ 𝗉. 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗄𝖾𝗋 ⚔︎ 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋

avengers...assemble

⚠︎︎𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐘

✍︎︎5 years later...

"Look, Pep. I need to save them, and I don't care if it takes my last breath. I already lost my kid, imagine how hard it is losing another?" I hesitantly explained. "I lost Y/n. I need to bring her back. She's my only child. Peter's just a kid who didn't even get a glimpse of what life had for him. I have to bring 'em back, Pep. I'm sorry.

"I've gotta' do this." I said, mind made-up.

"Okay, fine. But only if I'm doing it with you." She smiled.

☄︎𝐘/𝐍

"On your left..."

I walked through the portal, examining the battle that we were supposed to fight.

Thanos' army was huge, but it was no match for all The Avengers. Many portals all around me began opening up, unveiling all sorts of civilizations that came to help us win this fight.

This was the battle that was supposed to be fought five years ago before our fate was unfairly sealed.

Everyone scrambled into positions, as I tried to find my place. "Hey, is that my favorite kitten?" I heard from behind me.

Goosebumps surrounded my limbs as I identified the owner of that voice. "Oh Peter! Thank god, you're okay, Oh god, I missed you." I exclaimed, rushing into his firm, startled frame.

"Woah, affection. That's new." He teased. I ignored his random teasing and just focused on the fact that he was finally in between my arms, alive and well.

"Are those tears I feel? Dampening my shoulder?" He taunted further. "Oh shut it, get into position." I sniffled as I broke the hug and ran to Thor and Cap.

"Thor, Captain. Fancy seeing you here." I saluted. "Our favorite little Stark!" They rejoiced in hugs, squishing my frail figure in between.

"Okay, guys! Focus on the battle. We can reunite later." I warned.

We got into position, bracing ourselves for the impact of Thanos' gigantic and quantified army. "AVENGERS..."

Here we go.

"...Assemble."

We charged through Thanos' army, barbarically. Hitting any alien that came in my path. I needed to fight with everything I had in me to win.

I glanced over to Drax tackling the big alien that invaded New York. I decided upon helping him, so I kicked his knees in which caused him to fall, making Drax's rapid stabbing of the back easier for him.

I scanned the battlefield for any signs of needed assistance and I saw my Father about to get butchered by a strange six-legged alien.

I quickly grappled over to it and tripped it over, Peter followed suit and webbed his arms together.

"Oh my god, Dad, guess what? So you know how we turned to dust and stuff?" I explained.

"We woke up and saw you weren't there then Dr. Strange did his yellow, sparkly, spell stuff he always does." Peter continued.

"And he said 'C'mon, it's been five years. They need us, we have to help them.' And he opened up the portals—" I explained but was cut off by Dad engulfing the both of us into a hug.