GAME OF SURVIVAL ▹ INFINITY WAR ⁵ ✓

eleven.

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𝑮𝑨𝑴𝑬 𝑶𝑭 𝑺𝑼𝑹𝑽𝑰𝑽𝑨𝑳
-𝒔𝒆𝒃𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏
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eleven.
resilience
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❝SO FOLLOW ME UP, CAUSE
THIS SHIT 'BOUT TO GO DOWN.❞

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❝SEE HIM DOWN THERE?❞ Tony said, pointing down to Stephen. "He's in trouble. What's your plan? Go."

Peter crouched down, studying them for a moment. "Uh, okay...umm... Oh!" Peter stood up, looking up at Tony. "Okay, you ever see this really old move, Aliens?"

Lucy and Tony glanced at one another before giving Peter a look.

STEPHEN YELLED OUT, THE PAIN TOO MUCH FOR HIM. Maw smirked. "Painful, aren't they? They were originally designed for microsurgery. And any one of them..."

The sound of banging made Maw trail off before turning around. Tony stood behind Maw, both repulsers raised.

"I could end your friend's life in an instant." Maw threatened.

"I gotta tell you, he's really not my friend. Saving his life is more of a professional courtesy." Tony replied.

Maw moved towards Tony, lifting a block of metal effortlessly with his mind. "You've saved nothing. Your powers are inconsequential compared to mine."

"Yeah but, the kid's seen more movies."

Tony fired at the side of the ship, making a hole in the wall. In an instant, it created a vacuum, sucking Maw out.

"I call the Doctor! Dibs!" Lucy yelled, slinging a web around Stephen's torso. She webbed on to a random piece of the ship, but it quickly snapped from the pressure. They neared the hole quickly and Lucy placed her feet on either side of the hole, pulling with all her strength. "U-Uh Peter?! A little help!" she screamed.

Peter webbed her, pulling as well. From the back of his suit, eight robotic spider legs stuck out, digging into the ship and helping him pull. "Yes! Wait, what are those?"

Once the three were inside the ship, Tony patched it up.

Stephen landed with a loud thud on the ground, accompanied once again with his cloak.

"Hey, we haven't officially met." Peter said tiredly, sticking out his hand to the cloak. The cloak seemed to look at Peter's hand before floating away. "Cool."

Stephen stood up, his hair disheveled. "We gotta turn this ship around."

Tony scoffed, walking by as his armour slowly disintegrated off his body and back into his arc reactor. "Yeah, now he wants to run. Great."

"I want to protect the Stone." Stephen corrected sternly, following him.

"And I want you to thank you now. Go ahead, I'm listening."

"For what? Nearly blasting me into space?"

"Who just saved your magical ass?" Tony shot back, spinning on his heel. "Me."