Ben 10 In The MCU

106:Where Did Drax Go?

Cut to the past, at Gamora's home planet during Thanos' massacre. Young Gamora is separated from her mother.

Gamora's Mother: (To Young Gamora) Shhh. We'll be safe. We'll be safe.

Gamora screeches and a Child of Thanos finds them and separates them.

Ebony Maw: Zehobereans...

Young Gamora: (As she is dragged away) Mother!

Ebony Maw: Choose a side, or die.

Young Gamora: Mother! (She pulls away from the one who is dragging her and punches him as he leaves)

Ebony Maw: One side, for reservation. The other, an honor...

Young Gamora approaches THANOS, desperate to find her mother.

Thanos: What's wrong, little one?

Young Gamora: My mother. Where is my mother?

Thanos: (Kneels down to Gamora) What's your name?

Young Gamora: Gamora.

Thanos: You're quite the fighter, Gamora. Come. Let me help you. (Thanos takes her hand and leads her to a pavilion, where he produces a small red-jeweled dagger) Look. Pretty, isn't it? Perfectly balanced. As all things should be. Too much to one side, or the other... Here. You try.

Ebony Maw: Now go in peace, and meet your Maker.

One half of the crowd is shot down. They scream, and Young Gamora turns, but Thanos prevents her from seeing the massacre.

Thanos: Concentrate. There! You've got it.

Cut to the present, aboard the GUARDIANS' ship.

Peter Quill: Gamora. Do you know if these grenades are the "blow off your junk" kind or the gas kind? 'Cause I was thinking I might hang a couple on my belt right here. But I don't want to-

Gamora: I need to ask a favor.

Peter Quill: Yeah, sure.

Gamora: One way or another, the path that we're on leads to Thanos.

Peter Quill: Which is what the grenades are for. (GAMORA silences him with a look.) I'm sorry. What's the favor?

Gamora: If things go wrong... If Thanos gets me... I want you to promise me... you'll kill me.

Peter Quill: (A beat. Confusion.): What?

Gamora: I know something he doesn't. If he finds out... The entire Universe could be at risk.

Peter Quill: What do you know?

Gamora: If I tell you, you'd know, too.

Peter Quill: If it's so important, shouldn't I?

Gamora: Only if you wanna die.

Peter Quill: Why does somebody always have to die in this scenario?

Gamora: Just... trust me. And possibly, kill me.

Peter Quill: I mean, I'd like to. I really would...

Gamora silences him by covering his mouth with her hand.

Gamora: Swear to me. Swear to me on your mother.

Peter Quill: (beat) Okay.

The two kiss, until an odd crunching sound startles them. Drax is standing in the corner.

Peter Quill: Dude! How long have you been standing there?

Drax: An hour.

Peter Quill: An hour? Are you serious?