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The avengers had won, they had finally defeated Thanos. Or....well at least they thought they did. Steve was the first to snap out of it. “What?.......” he mumbled, walking over to the edge of the crystal. Doctor Strange woke up, and upon seeing their dilemma, froze in horror. “What is it, Strange?” Steve asked. The other avengers slowly started to wake up. Carol, Groot, Valkyrie, Clint, T’Challa... Doctor Strange waited till everyone had woken up, before slowly speaking, as if to force himself to believe the truth. No— it was impossible. “We’re trapped in the reality stone. We didn’t win, there’s no way out” He mumbled, his voice cracking slightly. “Whaaa—WAIT NAT TONY HOW ARE YOU TWO ALIVE? I SAW YOU DIE!!!” Clint screeched, seeing the two standing side by side. “God help us all” Stephen sighed, “I have no idea how to escape....we can only be freed if Thanos is defeated. But we’re all trapped here, so how the hell are we going to achieve that?”


You are thrown out of one of the infinity stones. You realise that you now have powers, but half the world is still gone. You see visions in your mind, of Thanos and the stones....What will you do?

Natalie was harshly thrown out of the soul stone, and crashed right into a tree— trees. She was in a forest! “Oh great. Now what do I do?” She mumbled sarcastically, rolling her eyes, before jumping straight off the tree— probably not the best idea. She closed her eyes, waiting for the harsh impact of the stony, earthy floor. But it never came. Instead, she found herself resting on a.....patch of darkness? And a comfortable one, if she may add. Natalie looked at her hands, and saw the inky darkness pooled there. The forest suddenly seemed extremely bright. When she unclenched her fists, the dark blackness? seemed to fly back, making the forest darker again. Oh— I can now control shadows!

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leo walks out of his office a bag slung over his bak.he had just passed out with excellent grades and topped in the entrance exam he had got this job at a high salary....but he was beginning to despise his decision.he looks at the sky and sees green streaks of light .

he had seen this, he had seen it all....nobody knew yet, the BIG SECRET that he could see-
'hey leonard! how'r ya!' shouted a man with a liquor bottle in his hand....

'fine steve', said leo.

*steve*, leo twisted the name in his mind......why did it seem to remind him of something?hmmmm

he unlocked the door and entered his room...he was living in a hotel for know but he'd have to buy a house hmm...

leo sits on the sofa thinking about the name steve.he opens his encyclopaedia...

hmmm avengers.....something...a missing link...yes...

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𝓟𝓻𝓲𝓼𝓶
The girl's eyes flickered open. She was laying on a grassy hillside staring up at the sky. Her head ached horribly, and her mind was a swirling mess. It took her a moment to get everything in order, but once she did, things seemed clear once more. The reason for the throbbing in her skull was that Grace had suddenly been thrown out of the Reality Stone, fallen out of the sky, and knocked her head on a rock. Nothing seemed broken, as the fall had only been perhaps four feet, and for the most part, she felt fine. Aside from the bulky objects sprouting from her back, of course. She'd forgotten about those. While inside the Stone, she'd been able to remove them from "reality", make it so she didn't have to deal with the unwanted appendages. But now the wings that had been surgically attached to her nervous system and spine were back. Glancing around, she was on the outskirts of a mass of metal, huge and sprawling. A city, her memory reminded her. Fear rippled through her chest. How long had it been?

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Austin awoke to the felling of being poked in the side. He groaned, his eyes slowly opening to his dads cloak next to him, nudging him awake. if thats here, he shouldn’t be far away. he thought to himself, sitting up and looking around the room. He quickly stood, slipping on his sling ring and wandering about the sanctum. “Dad?” He called out for Stephen, his voice echoing through the hall.

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𝓟𝓻𝓲𝓼𝓶
Noises echoed from behind the woman. She spun around to see two people, an older man and woman, walking down a grey-tan strip in the middle of the grass. Sidewalk, she corrected herself. Terror struck her, and, without really think about it, her right hand shot open, fingers splayed out. The couple walked straight past her, without so much as a glance at the black-clad figure. Staring down at her hand, Grace's heart began to race. Her hand wasn't there. Neither were her feet. To the outward eye, she was invisible.

The second the people were out of sight, she made the motion again, but to no avail. Great. She closed her eyes, focusing on how she knew herself to look, then opened them and held her hand in front of her face. Alright, back to normal. Then she looked at the tree just up the hill. Oh, she was terrified alright, but she was also curious. Focusing on the tree, she wanted to see if she could get it to turn invisible. It didn't; it turned a brilliant shade of banana yellow.

That just about did it. Letting out a strangled scream, she turned and took off, wings producing a metallic whisking-noise. However, she'd never flown before. Shooting straight up into the sky, she accidentally stopped concentrating on her flight as she reached her apex. Crying out as the appendages on her back folded inwards, she fell, somersaulting through the air. Just before she hit the ground, her wings shot open again, the air buoying her up. Her panicked, shaky flight path carried her hurtling into the city, grazing past buildings on the left, then overcorrecting and nearly hitting those on the right. Grace couldn't think straight. So many noises and unfamiliar objects... If "sensory overload" had a definition, this was surely it.

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He sighs, walking outside and looking up at the trees, but his gaze quickly shifts to- something in the air. Passing it off as a bird, he looks away, until he hears it scream. His eyes widen, as he motions for the cloak as it wraps around him, lifting him into the air. “I’m not gonna reach that in time” he’d says to himself, quickly making a portal a few feet in front of it, grabbing her arm. “What the hell are you doing, flying around here?!” He says, looking at her with a slightly panicked gaze.

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𝓟𝓻𝓲𝓼𝓶
She was brought to a screeching halt as a glowing ring appeared in front of her, allowing her to land. A man grabbed her arm, but she was too consumed by terror to hear what he said. Total fear filled her eyes. No, no, no, people couldn't be trusted. Like a dying lightbulb, she flickered in and out of view sporadically, her wings flapping as she tried to pull backwards, before finally finally appearing as if she weren't there, though she could still feel the man's grip on her arm. Shoot. Maybe he'd just... forget? No, people didn't operate like that, did they? What if he wanted to hurt her, to use her, to study her, like her parents, like those scientists. She tried to wrench away, but her malnourished form was too weak to do much.

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He lowers his voice, sounding calmer. “I’m not here to hurt you, you just startled me.” He loosens his grip lightly. “What are you doing up here, you look out of control.” He lowers her to the ground, as he sits down, his panic easing as he lets go of her. “Your free to go, but you can stay here and talk if you’d like to.” He smiles, trying to calm her down.

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Natalia teleported through the shadows, slowly, and eventually reached the town. She ran to the TOP of a building, and prepared to jump down. She would make a shadow cloud to carry her across the sky. She thought to herself. People were screaming and pointing...What for? They had surely seen Thor before, wherever he was now....

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𝓟𝓻𝓲𝓼𝓶
Panic still flared in her wild eyes. She was utterly terrified, and she didn't trust him. All the same, his voice was rather kind. Could he really mean her harm? No, surely he did. She simply couldn't afford to trust him. Not so soon after finally being set free. Mind reeling, Grace finally settled on using this to test the limits of her abilities. She wanted him to see her appear once more, then fly away. Focusing on the image in her mind, she found her attention drawn to the very rays of light existing in the world. So that was how it worked... As she bent the light, sure enough, a spotty apparition resembling her own self appeared, then seemed to fly off behind them.

However, the exertion required was great, and the figure vanished halfway. The illusion of invisibility surrounding her also vanished, and she crumpled to the ground, still conscious but utterly exhausted. He was lying, she knew he was lying. Glaring up at him with her steely grey eyes, she hissed in a scratchy voice, so rarely used, "What do you want?"

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“I just want to help you, you look worried. We all are right now, I can’t find my dad, the avengers are lost somewhere-“ He sighs, looking down at the cloak, and back up to her. “You don’t have to be scared of me, not everyone is evil.” He takes off the cloak, as it begins dancing around her. He chuckles and put his hands in his lap, looking over at the sanctum. “Where did you come from, after the whole war thing?”

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𝓟𝓻𝓲𝓼𝓶
Confusion flickered in her gaze. What was he on about? And what on earth was this floating red thing? As she glared at it, she growled, "I doubt that," in response to his statement that "not everyone is evil." What world was he living in? Then again, she'd been away for... more years than she could count. How old had she been when she'd suddenly opened her eyes to find herself trapped inside a rock, nine? How old was she now? She only then comprehended the rest of his statement, and, despite herself, her voice taking on a slightly more curious tone, she asked, "What are "Avengers"? What "war thing"?"

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"There!" Leo shouted as he found the name in his scrap book the heading was Avengers and there were the names:-

Steven G. Rogers- Capt. America
Tony Stark- Iron Man
Natasha Romanova- Black widow
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leo read all the names in the list...why did they seem familiar? Stark........yes!
Leo got up and opned the door of his cupboard.there was a black tight suit he had stolen from the starks when he was a kid...hmmm......he closed his eyes and dissolved into the past.....

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He beckons the cloak back, it reattaching to him. “The avengers..they protect us from evil. My dad, he had one of the infinity stones, protecting us from this Dark Dimension being..” His mind wanders off as he thinks about everything that’s happened, but he quickly snaps out of it, clearing his throat. “The war- Thanos, he tried to snap half the universe away. The avengers stopped him, but no one has seen them since.” He stands up slowly, making a portal to the sanctum. “You can join me, if you’d like.”

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leo sees mr. stark, his neighbour snapping his fingers wearing a glove with colourful stones in the nuckle areas and the centre...

a huge man crumbling away....Thanos,yes thanos died......Mr. stark died too and.......Strange, dr. strange....and.

"AAAAAAARGH!" leo shoutedd. his head throbbing with pain..it was threatning to blast off...urgh....he sat down on the sofa and held his head.....what had happened! what gave him the power to see? He decided.he wrote the email to resign tomorrow....he'd sign out of the hotel and travel......

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𝓟𝓻𝓲𝓼𝓶
Okay, that cleared nothing up. She couldn't tell whether he was speaking gibberish just to put her on or whether he was describing actual people and things. All the same, Grace was rather curious. The young woman's eyes widened as he created another glowing gold rift right in front of her. That explained that, she supposed. As far as she recalled, people who could do stuff like this, like what she could, hadn't been common occurrences when she'd been around. Maybe it was a recent development? His invitation registered a bit later for her. NO, her brain screamed. She couldn't, she shouldn't, trust him. Could she? Internally, her emotions waged their own war; curiosity or reservation? The former finally won out, and she followed the brown haired man, albeit very, very warily.

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Eleanor Had gotten out of the Subway an headed out, she heard screaming and cries of people, and headed to have a look at what had happened, It was chaos. "Where are the ones who come and rescue those who need help" she though trying to avoid the word "superheroes", "Maybe they are Busy taking care of other things, Yeah that Probably" she though, Heading away, But stopped, Hesitated and then walked ahead

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leo picks a cushion and lies on the bed, immediately falling asleep....and then his dreams come.

A green woman with a blue robot,a red coloured suit....a blue costume and a mask..a huge green man and worst of all thanos......a man with a cloak... a man looking lika panther all were fighting... then a sudden flash and his dream changes to Mr. stark, mr. rogers and the other avengers prowling inside a room with no doors.no not a room, a stone.....

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He leads her into the relic room, letting her take her time to look around, and get comfortable. “This is where we keep different relics, it’s also where my Doctor Strange got his cape- the one I’m wearing right now. He’s the master of this sanctum.” He walks farther ahead, walking into a room with three doors. “This is where we keep the time stone.” He looks at the different doors. “These are the different sanctums. Each one goes to different places. This one, goes to London. This, Hong Kong. And that one, Kamar Taj.” He explains everything from dormamu, to now.

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𝓟𝓻𝓲𝓼𝓶
To say the woman had no idea what she was seeing or hearing would be an understatement. The only buildings she'd been inside were various museums her parents had used her to rob, their own small, dingy shelter, and the laboratory where those people had experimented on her. The only thing that she understood was "Time Stone", but she didn't pursue it. Grace was already greatly out of her element, and the idea of asking any more questions was quickly expelled from her mind. She followed him at a distance, wanting to have enough room to flee, if need be. To hear what had been taking place in the world with this "Dormammu" being frightened her, perplexed her, but at the same time amazed her. Gradually, she decided that she would need to break her own rule, if only briefly. Knowledge was important, and if he meant her immediate harm, it would have come by now. She would just have to make sure to not allow herself to be led too deep into this place and to keep an eye on the door at all times. Steeling herself, she asked, somewhat quietly and awkwardly, "Er, what year is it?"

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