(Marvel, DC, images, manhuas, and every anime that will be mentioned and used in this story are not mine. They all belong to their respective owners. The main character "Karito Josue Valdez" and the story are mine)
Location, Titan.
We now shift our gaze to the remaining faction of the Avengers, patiently awaiting the arrival of their formidable adversary. Their fervent hopes materialize as the Mad Titan himself, Thanos, utilizing the unfathomable might of the Space Stone, materializes upon the desolated terrain of Titan. A pang of melancholy lingers in his eyes, a fleeting glimpse into the depths of his soul, quickly masked by an impenetrable facade. Yet, emotions hold no sway over the mind of Thanos at this moment, for his being pulsates with an ominous power, forewarning of an imminent threat lurking just within his peripheral vision. In an intriguing tableau, Spider-Man emerges as the object of his scrutiny, his enigmatic form poised in an almost unsettling state of repose, exhibiting an unusual calm amidst the gathering storm of dire circumstances. And with poised composure, the arachnid hero utters words, his voice resonating with an air of tranquil resolve.
(Spider-Man) "Sup, Thanos."
(Dark Thanos) "Well, if it isn't the Guardian. I've heard so much about you."
(Spider-Man) "Of course, you did, who hasn't heard about me across fiction?"
(Dark Thanos) "Those who aren't Darks."
(Spider-Man) "I hate it when you're right."
(Dark Thanos) "I hope you understand that you have no chance of winning."
(Spider-Man) "This isn't gonna end until I say so."
(Dark Thanos) "Surely you jest."
(Spider-Man) Walks towards Thanos until he's face to face "As long as there's one person against you, Thanos, you will never claim victory."
(Dark Thanos) Smirks "Noble sentiments from one who is about to die."
(Spider-Man) "Now you're starting to sound like an actual Thanos."
(Dark Thanos) "You're becoming a hazard, Guardian, it's time to put an end to this story."
(Spider-Man) "I'm gonna kill you, alongside your home planet." Presses his chest revealing a new suit
The harmonious fusion of symbiote and nanomachines unfolded with a mesmerizing fluidity, intertwining and enveloping Spider-Man's form in a symbiotic embrace. Like a living liquid, the amalgamation of these extraordinary forces surged, encasing the arachnid hero in a mesmerizing shroud of newfound power.
In this unparalleled union, Spider-Man transcended the limitations of his former self, his very essence transcending to a realm of unparalleled strength and prowess. A symphony of Wakandan ingenuity, Stark technology, and unbreakable ore of Narralith coursed through his veins, infusing every fiber of his being with untold potential. With each passing moment, his powers surged to unprecedented heights, an ascension that surpassed the boundaries of imagination.
A knowing smirk graced the Spider's countenance as he flexed his formidable arms, the ethereal glow surrounding him serving as a demonstration of his enhanced capabilities. Within this radiant aura, the convergence of immeasurable power and cutting-edge technology coalesced, heralding a new era for the enigmatic hero.
In the wake of this transformation, Spider-Man stood as a beacon of unrivaled might, his very presence an embodiment of unfathomable power and boundless possibilities.
(Dark Thanos) "We'll see about that."
In the climactic clash, Spider-Man showcased his newfound mastery of magnetism, defying gravity by suspending a colossal building high in the air. Collaborating seamlessly, Iron Man exerted all his strength to hurl the structure towards the menacing Thanos. Sensing the imminent danger, Spider-Man swiftly slipped through a dimensional portal, leaving the Mad Titan to bear the brunt of the collapsing edifice, expertly guided by Iron Man's forceful push.
Yet, the heroes were well aware of Thanos's boundless power, and their expectations held true. With a thunderous cry, the Titan unleashed a surge of energy, transmuting the building into a swarm of furious bats that avidly pursued Iron Man, threatening to consume him in their wrathful swarm. Sensing an opportunity amidst the chaos, Spider-Boy swiftly deployed a web, obscuring Thanos's vision, momentarily rendering him sightless. Seizing the moment, Drax emerged from the shadows, deftly slicing the back of Thanos's leg, eliciting a pained grunt from the mighty foe.
Not far behind, the enigmatic Doctor Strange materialized, wielding his arcane swords with masterful precision, further distracting the bewildered Titan. Meanwhile, Spider-Man charged a potent venom blast, channeling immense power through his veins. With a single hand, he unleashed a colossal beam toward the staggering figure of Thanos. Swift to react, Doctor Strange and Drax instinctively evaded the impending cataclysm, narrowly escaping the path of destruction.
Thanos, recognizing the imminent threat, raised his hands in a desperate attempt to shield himself from the devastating assault. Nevertheless, the overwhelming force of Spider-Man's venom blast overwhelmed his defenses, enveloping his entire form in an explosive display of energy that rivaled the magnitude of an atomic detonation. A towering mushroom cloud billowed forth, propelled by the unleashed might.
The resulting shockwaves reverberated through the battlefield, causing everything in its wake to recoil. Yet, the assembled heroes remained unscathed, protected by the party system's ingenious mechanics, which safeguarded them from friendly fire amidst the turmoil. In the aftermath of the atomic-like explosion, an eerie calm settled, while the heroes regrouped, poised to confront the formidable Thanos once more.
(Doctor Strange) Talking to his cape "Don't let him close his fist."
Enthralled by the command of their esteemed leader, the flowing cape of Doctor Strange ensnared the still-recovering Thanos, entrapping his right hand and rendering him bereft of the ability to employ his mighty Infinity Gauntlet. Seizing the opportunity, Doctor Strange swiftly conjured twin portals, serving as conduits for the two Spider-Men to launch themselves toward the imposing Titan, their strikes landing with unrelenting force upon his indomitable physique.
Spider-Man, exhibiting remarkable dexterity and agility, skillfully immobilized the Titan, deftly exploiting his web-slinging prowess to restrict Thanos's movements. In tandem, Spider-Boy unleashed a flurry of precise punches and kicks, relentlessly assaulting the Titan's countenance. Blow after blow, the audacious arachnid heroes pressed their advantage, assailing their formidable foe with unwavering determination.
However, the resolute Thanos, consumed by a maelstrom of fury, shattered the constraints that bound him, abruptly wrenching free from the clutches of their restraints. In a display of raw power, he seized the young Spider-Boy by the hand, effectively thwarting his attempted uppercut against the hulking Titan. With ominous intent, Thanos drew back his head, poised to deliver a devastating headbutt that would surely inflict untold damage upon his diminutive adversary.
Yet, displaying remarkable acrobatics and resourcefulness, the arachnid hero swiftly maneuvered, evading the impending strike. Lying supine upon the ground, he summoned the strength of his legs, thrusting mightily against Thanos's visage, employing all his sinew and resolve to repel the imminent blow. Sensing the dire predicament of his compatriot, Spider-Man sprang into action, employing his own formidable strength to reinforce the valiant resistance. Together, their combined might defy the overwhelming force of Thanos, their indomitable determination standing firm against the encroaching menace.
(Dark Thanos) Thoughts "They stopped me?!"
(Spider-Man) "VENOMOUS SHORYUKEN!"
With lightning-infused agility, Spider-Man unleashed a devastating uppercut, a cataclysmic surge of electricity coalescing within the arc of his strike. The force of his blow resounded like a celestial thunderbolt, hurtling the formidable Titan through the tumultuous skies, his trajectory abruptly halted only by the unyielding hull of a colossal vessel.
In an awe-inspiring spectacle, the resounding clash reverberated across the sprawling battlefield. Undeterred by the formidable structure, the indomitable force of Spider-Man's strike propelled the Titan through a relentless succession of walls and barriers within the vessel's innards, each barrier crumbling before the inexorable momentum of the colossal adversary.
Finally, the maelstrom of destruction reached its zenith as Thanos collided with the unyielding floor, a resounding crash heralding his cataclysmic descent. The audible grunt that escaped his lips, though laced with defiance, served as a poignant testament to the formidable potency of Spider-Man's strike, an act that momentarily subdued the indomitable force of the Titan.
(Spider-Boy) "Holy crap you did that?!"
(Spider-Man) "Heck yeah, I did." Sees Doctor Strange's cape flying back to its master in a damaged state "Oh shit."
Amidst the jubilant air surrounding the victorious Spider-Men, a resounding scream reverberated through the very fabric of the planet, its chilling echoes piercing the tranquility. In a cataclysmic display of raw power, Thanos, wielding the omnipotent might of the power stone, unleashed a devastating onslaught that transformed the once-ruined space vessel into a swirling vortex of blazing inferno. The flames danced with an unruly fury, engulfing the wreckage in an unrestrained display of destruction.
Yet, with unyielding resolve, Iron Man swiftly retaliated, launching a relentless barrage of missiles that assailed the relentless Titan. The explosive impact momentarily disrupted Thanos's inexorable advance, momentarily staggering the indomitable force that threatened to unleash chaos upon them. Sensing an opportunity, Spider-Man, utilizing his lateral repulsion, joined forces with Iron Man, their coordinated efforts aimed at toppling the colossal foe.
However, Thanos, an embodiment of calculated cunning, absorbed the concussive force of the missiles with an unfathomable resilience. With chilling precision, he retaliated, his malevolent gaze fixed upon the intrepid heroes who stood shoulder to shoulder. A blinding display of celestial energy surged forth from his outstretched hand, hurtling toward Spider-Man and Iron Man with unrelenting speed.
In a split-second decision, Spider-Man, driven by his symbiotic connection, summoned his newfound abilities, manifesting a symbiotic shield that encapsulated both himself and Iron Man. The shield, an amalgamation of symbiote and technology, braced against the scorching onslaught, its resilience tested against the force of Thanos's fury.
The impact was cataclysmic, an infernal explosion of searing flames and roiling energy. The combined might of the blast propelled the valiant heroes backward, their bodies crashing into the unforgiving structure of a nearby spaceship. The reverberations of the detonation echoed through the expanse, tearing asunder the unity of Spider-Man and Iron Man, forcefully separating their intertwined destinies in a maelstrom of chaos and destruction.
As the chaos unfolded, Spider-Boy, a formidable force behind Thanos, harnessed the remnants of the battlefield, deftly weaving webs around scattered debris to fashion a makeshift wrecking ball. With calculated precision, he launched this improvised weapon at the Titan, each strike punctuated by the thunderous impact of web and debris colliding with unforgiving force. Meanwhile, seizing the opportune moment, Star-Lord, a harbinger of swift retribution, soared towards the towering presence of Thanos, capitalizing on the distraction provided by Spider-Boy's relentless assault.
Undeterred by the barrage of heavy attacks, Thanos, bearing the power stone in his formidable grasp, unleashed a devastating blow upon a concentrated mass of web and debris, triggering a resounding shockwave that propelled the arachnid hero backward, his body crashing through a solid cement wall. In the midst of this exchange, Star-Lord, ever the cunning strategist, surreptitiously affixed an explosive device to Thanos's formidable frame. Capitalizing on the arcane prowess of Doctor Strange, he swiftly navigated through the mystic portals, eluding the vengeful wrath of the Mad Titan. Yet, in a display of raw power, Thanos contemptuously dismissed his assailant with a dismissive flick before vanishing from sight.
The detonation reverberated through the battlefield, engulfing the Titan in a tempest of searing electricity. His imposing form convulsed, eliciting an involuntary grunt of anguish as he knelt before the overwhelming surge. Swift to recover, Thanos braced himself against the onslaugh. However, fate had more devastation in store for the Titan, as a colossal vessel, hurtling through the cosmos, descended upon Titan with unyielding velocity. The cataclysmic impact rents the air, tearing through walls and debris, causing Thanos to be helplessly propelled across the battlefield, a mere pawn in the face of overwhelming destruction.
Rising from the chaos, Thanos, a paragon of resilience, endeavored to regain his footing. Yet, his efforts were abruptly thwarted by an unexpected adversary—his own daughter, Nebula. Unleashing a ferocious assault, she struck her father with a resounding blow, her scowl betraying the deep-seated resentment that fueled her attack.
(Dark Thanos) "Oh, daughter, it's good that you joined us."
(Nebula) "You should've killed me when you had the chance!"
(Dark Thanos) "A mistake I won't commit again."
In a display of astonishing agility, Thanos swiftly retaliated, delivering a backhand blow of such blistering speed that even Nebula, a seasoned warrior, found herself hurled through the debris, caught off guard by the Titan's seemingly instantaneous movement. The velocity of his strike defied all expectations, leaving Nebula reeling, her every instinct outmatched by the ferocity of her adversary.
Undeterred by this brief interlude, Doctor Strange, a master of the mystic arts, called forth ethereal whips of formidable power, ensnaring Thanos's coveted infinity gauntlet once more, effectively neutralizing its potent capabilities. The struggle ensued, a contest of unyielding strength, as Thanos fought against the constricting grip of the mystic whips. However, his efforts were swiftly met with an unexpected intervention—Drax, propelled by resolute determination, launched himself towards the Titan, his well-aimed kick connecting with devastating precision, forcing Thanos to collapse upon his knees. Seizing the opportunity to further restrict the Titan's mobility, Drax tenaciously clung to his leg, impairing his ability to move.
As the situation intensified, Star-Lord, a quick-witted marksman, swiftly discerned the altered dynamics of the confrontation. With deft precision, he fired a rectangular trap beneath Thanos's left arm, electricity coursing through its contours, ensnaring the appendage and leaving it helplessly confined. Now both of the Titan's arms were firmly trapped by the combined efforts of the heroes, instilling a growing sense of panic within the Mad Titan. Sensing the urgency of the moment, the two Spider-Men, adept in their web-slinging prowess, moved with calculated coordination, further entangling Thanos's formidable form, severely impeding his ability to maneuver.
Iron Man, a technological marvel in his own right, joined the ranks of the heroes, seizing the opportunity to secure Thanos's coveted infinity gauntlet. With swift precision, he wrested the formidable artifact from the Titan's grasp, placing it firmly under his control. This crucial moment allowed Doctor Strange to resume the meticulously orchestrated plan. With a deft conjuration of mystic energy, he summoned a portal directly above the immobilized Titan.
Seizing the opportune moment, Mantis, a master of empathic manipulation, leaped into action, landing squarely upon Thanos's formidable shoulders. Harnessing the power of her unique abilities, she endeavored to lull the Titan into a deep slumber. Yet, the indomitable will of Thanos proved a formidable adversary, his resolute spirit fueling a vehement outcry in his quest to break free from the encroaching grasp of his captors. Undeterred by this relentless resistance, Doctor Strange harnessed the arcane might of his whips, ensnaring the Titan with an unyielding grip, rendering him thoroughly immobilized, his every movement suppressed by the formidable might of the heroes' combined efforts.
(Mantis) Grunting"NGHAAA! Quick! T-There's something fighting me in his mind! AKC! I-IT HURTS!"
(Iron Man) "Parker! Get over here now! She can't hold for much longer!"
(Spider-Boy) "Shit! Shit!" Hurries beside Iron Man and they both start pulling the Gauntlet out of Thanos's hand.
(Star-Lord) Flies in front of Thanos and smiles "Ah! I thought this was gonna be harder! You chose the right guy for this, Spider-Man."
(Spider-Man) "DON'T FUCK AROUND! This isn't over yet!" Continues to hold Thanos with his webs
(Star-Lord) "Come on what is he-"
(Spider-Man) "Shut your fucking mouth and keep watch! Don't do anything! NGH! Shit!" Almost slips
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(Star-Lord) "What the fuck is wrong with you? Huh?!"
(Spider-Man) "The fuck?"
(Star-Lord) "You've had it against me since we meet! What do you have against me?!"
(Drax) "That is true, do you have a problem with him, huh?!"
(Spider-Man) Mumbles "No... No... This is unfair..."
(Iron Man) "GUYS! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!"
(Star-Lord) "Shut up! If it wasn't for me you would've fucked us all up!"
(Iron Man) "Excuse me?!"
(Spider-Man) "You fucking Darks! This is unfair!"
(Star-Lord) "WHAT'S UNFAIR IS YOU'RE FUCKING ATTITUDE!" Tackles Spider-Man
(Spider-Man) "No! No!" Pushes Star-Lord off him "NO!"
As the once-unified front now splintered, an atmosphere of discord permeated the battlefield. The meticulously crafted plan that held the promise of victory began to unravel before their very eyes, leaving the heroes to confront an unexpected and harrowing reality. Spider-Man, who had harbored an unwavering belief in their chances of success, now found his emotional resolve tested to its limits. The weight of this unforeseen turn of events pressed upon him, threatening to shatter his resolve.
Caught amidst the chaos, Spider-Man's heart sank as the dissonance escalated, transforming erstwhile comrades into adversaries. The unity that had propelled them towards a shared goal now gave way to an unyielding clash of wills. In a desperate bid to maintain some semblance of order, Spider-Man found himself compelled to disable the friendly fire protocols, an act necessitated by the urgent need to extricate himself from Star-Lord's relentless assault.
Yet, the Dark forces at play, forces whose capabilities he had believed were beyond their reach, had enacted an unforeseen alteration, forcibly twisting the very fabric of their narrative. This insidious manipulation, borne from an inscrutable malevolence, threatened to rewrite the very essence of their struggle, undermining the carefully orchestrated course of events Spider-Man had come to rely upon.
In the face of this disorienting upheaval, Spider-Man grappled with a profound sense of loss, his optimism shattered by the revelation that the story he had once understood now veered into uncharted and treacherous territory. The heroes' path forward had been irrevocably altered, leaving them to confront not only their external foes but also the dissonance that plagued their once-unified ranks.
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Author Pov
Dread and confusion washed over me as I stared at my computer screen in disbelief. The once familiar tool of my craft had transformed into a conduit of chaos, as words not of my own creation materialized before my very eyes. A surreal and unsettling phenomenon had taken hold of my story, rending the carefully constructed narrative I had painstakingly crafted.
In mounting horror, I realized that my characters, beings of fiction, had taken on a life of their own, willfully defying the boundaries I had set for them. Their actions and choices, no longer tethered to the confines of my intentions, now danced upon the stage of my imagination, liberated from the constraints of my authorial control.
A sense of powerlessness gripped me as I grappled with the unimaginable. How could I reclaim command over my own creation when the very essence of my story slipped through my trembling fingers? Desperation etched deep lines upon my face as I sought answers that remained elusive, my mind grappling with the unfathomable implications of this extraordinary turn of events.
In the face of this tumultuous upheaval, uncertainty clouded my thoughts, obscuring any semblance of a path forward. Who was I to contend with these characters who had seized autonomy, dictating their own destinies beyond the confines of my intentions? The authority I once held over their fates had crumbled, leaving me adrift in a sea of narrative discord.
Despair gnawed at my core as I grappled with the disheartening realization that my role as the storyteller had been usurped, my words no longer the sole architects of the tale. The characters, once my creations, now stood defiant, dictating their own whims, disregarding the carefully crafted plot I had so painstakingly designed.
In this disconcerting battle for control, I found myself standing on the precipice of literary chaos. The question echoed within me, a haunting lament: What am I to do when the very essence of my craft rebels against me, defying my authority and shaping its own path?
Reader... What have I done?
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Scene Change
Titan
Spider-Man Pov
A whirlwind of confusion and chaos engulfed me as the unthinkable unfolded before my eyes. Betrayal radiated from every direction as my former allies turned against me, their minds warped and controlled by insidious darkness. Only Peter, my unwavering comrade, stood beside me, his determination mirroring my own.
Thanos, his presence looming like a malevolent specter, had risen from his momentary defeat, an eerie smirk etched upon his face. It was as if he reveled in the madness, reveling in the havoc his manipulations had wrought. A surge of anger and frustration surged within me, but I knew that succumbing to those emotions would only play into his hands.
Star-Lord, once a trusted ally, unleashed a barrage of firepower in my direction. Yet, with newfound resilience granted by my advanced suit, their assaults were futile. I stood firm, my armor absorbing the onslaught without a flinch. A surge of determination propelled me forward as I activated my accelerated decoy, diverting Star-Lord's attention momentarily. Swiftly closing the distance, I unleashed my venom touch upon him, the surge of bio-electricity incapacitating him, leaving him crumpled on the ground.
My spider sense tingled, a warning of impending danger. Reacting with split-second reflexes, I evaded the arcane whips conjured by Doctor Strange, their ethereal lashes cracking through the air with deadly intent. Utilizing my hacking prowess, I seized control of the crimson tendrils, turning the tables on the sorcerer as I yanked him towards me. Echoing the fate of Star-Lord, Doctor Strange succumbed to unconsciousness, his powers silenced in temporary defeat.
With adversaries closing in from all sides, I whirled into motion, my agility and combat training propelling me forward. Each strike was precise, calculated, and aimed at subduing rather than annihilating. Drax and Mantis, consumed by the darkness that plagued them, met my determined assault. Blow after blow, I fought to break through their corrupted minds, hoping to spark a glimmer of recognition in their eyes.
As the clash continued, I couldn't help but wonder: how did it come to this? How had the story I once knew devolved into this nightmarish spectacle? But in the midst of the chaos, one thing remained certain—we would not allow ourselves to be mere pawns in someone else's narrative. We would fight, united and undeterred, until the darkness was vanquished, and the truth of our own destiny emerged from the ashes.
Spider-Boy Pov
This... isn't what I signed up for. Becoming an apprentice Guardian of the Multiverse was supposed to be a chance to grow and protect, not a descent into chaos and betrayal. Mr. Karito warned me about the challenges we would face, but...this is on another level.
These enemies, they've completely upended the story. They've twisted it, corrupted it. If it wasn't for my role as a Guardian, I might have been consumed by the same darkness that has engulfed the others. It's heartbreaking to see familiar faces turned against me, especially Iron Man, someone I've looked up to and admired.
Iron Man, true to his reputation, is a formidable opponent. His experience and years of fighting are evident as he launches blast after blast towards me with deadly accuracy. Nebula, relentless and skilled, takes on the role of the attacker, while Iron Man rains down firepower from a distance. But thanks to the rigorous training I've received from Karito and Chrona, I manage to keep up, evading and countering their onslaught.
Seizing an opportunity, I grab Nebula's sword, disarming her momentarily. With all my might, I deliver a powerful uppercut, sending her soaring through the air. Without giving her a chance to recover, I spring into action, leaping high and executing a spinning back kick that sends her crashing to the ground, unconscious.
My spider senses tingle, warning me of impending danger, but it's too late. Iron Man tackles me with force, and we crash into the remnants of a decimated spaceship. We both shake off the impact swiftly, ready to continue the fight. Iron Man unleashes a barrage of missiles, but I navigate through them with acrobatic precision, avoiding their explosive path.
Seizing the moment, I retaliate. A swift cross punch lands squarely on Iron Man's face, disorienting him. He spins around, attempting to strike back, but my agility allows me to evade his attacks effortlessly. I swiftly web his chest, immobilizing him temporarily, and take advantage of the opportunity.
Launching myself into the air, I execute a graceful 360-degree spin, pulling Iron Man towards me with all my strength. The sudden yank throws him off balance, and with a powerful hammer kick, I send him crashing through the floor. His recovery is slow, giving me the upper hand.
I descend upon him, my blows resonating with a fierce determination. With each strike, I dismantle his armor, piece by piece, unleashing a strength I never knew I possessed. Iron Man tries to fight back, to resist, but I relentlessly break apart his defenses until he's left defenseless, a man without his armor. One final flick of my finger, and he's rendered unconscious.
Things have spiraled out of control, and doubt seeps into my thoughts. Can Karito and I really defeat Thanos? Is there a way to restore the story, to mend the fractures that have torn us apart? I can't help but yearn for this to be a nightmare, a twisted figment of my imagination. But deep down, I know this is all too real, and the weight of the challenge ahead rests heavily on my shoulders.
No Pov
Thanos gazes upon his pulsating arms, resonating with an unimaginable surge of power. The very essence of this Darkness, an entity that feasts upon entire omniverses with an insatiable appetite, is now coursing through his veins. The delicate threads of control over the narrative have unraveled, yielding to the overwhelming influence of his existence, which grants the unseen Darks passage to intervene unhindered. A discordant symphony of clashes unfolds as the heroes, once united, now find themselves ensnared in a chaotic dance of self-destruction. The plot, once meticulously crafted, now veers off the intended path, dissolving into an abyssal sea of darkness.
As anticipated, only Spider-Man and Spider-Boy remain standing, defiant in the face of overwhelming odds. The grand showdowns, such as Doctor Strange versus Thanos or Iron Man versus Thanos, have been cast aside like forgotten relics. Who needs adherence to conventional protocols when the fabric of reality is fraying at the seams? Thanos, now at the precipice of his power, teeters at 50% of his ultimate potential, with a mere additional 50% required to ascend into an elevated state of being. It is a battle of epic proportions, pitting the two Guardians against the Mad Titan, a clash steeped in uncertainty and trepidation. Every facet of existence itself appears to conspire against the two Spider-Men, diminishing their chances of triumph to an inconceivable degree. Their once-promising odds dwindle into infinitesimal fractions, plunging into a ceaseless descent below the threshold of 0%. How can victory be attained when the very fabric of reality bears witness to their inevitable defeat?
(Dark Thanos) "See, Guardians? This is the future that you saw. A future that is slowly getting closer to Darkness. Everything is against you two, and I'm saying this in a literal sense. Everything that makes a character win? Those benefits have just been stripped from you."
(Spider-Man) "As long as we are alive, there will always be hope. I've seen so many characters across fiction with the power to have it all, just to lose to a symbol. You might've turned everything against us, but Thanos... Your overconfidence will be your own undoing. I almost pity you because you always get defeated, no matter what."
(Dark Thanos) "I am absolute! I am all-powerful! I'm beyond you, Guardian! I don't need your pity!"
(Spider-Man) "Then you shall have none."
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Meanwhile on Earth.
Wakanda.
An unsettling presence loomed over the Avengers, permeating their shared party system orchestrated by Karito. Disturbing alerts began flooding their interfaces, signaling the dire state of their comrades engaged in the battle on Titan. The distressing revelation emerged: only the indomitable Spider-Men remained standing amidst the fray. Unease was etched across the countenances of the Avengers, as they grasped the weight of this revelation. Even their adversaries, previously formidable but contained, now surged with unprecedented power, leaving the heroes to expend every ounce of their strength to merely keep pace.
The forces of Wakanda, once resolute and unyielding, found themselves beset by a relentless onslaught. Thor, wielding his immense might, unleashed devastating blows, endeavoring to vanquish as many ravagers as his godly power would permit. A macabre tableau unfolded upon the battlefield, a grotesque symphony of screams and splintering bones, as flesh was rent asunder and innards bespattered the verdant landscape. Limbs torn asunder and strewn haphazardly bore demonstration to the horrific toll of the conflict. Panic threatened to consume the ranks of the Avengers, until a resounding sonic boom rents the heavens, piercing the cacophony of chaos. A radiant yellow light obliterated the seven triangular ships ceaselessly disgorging fresh adversaries. Amidst the shattered remnants, the light descended, revealing the beleaguered form of Captain Marvel. Yet, the sight that greeted their eyes was disconcerting—she bore the unmistakable marks of grievous injury.
Thor, ever vigilant, hastened to her side, his gaze falling upon her dwindling health points, perilously dipping below the halfway mark. Swiftly, he accessed their shared inventory, retrieving a potent healing potion, which he promptly administered to the stricken hero. The restorative elixir coursed through her veins, mending her wounds with remarkable efficacy. And yet, a shadow of trepidation lingered in her eyes, betraying the gravity of the situation that unfolded before them.
(Captain Marvel) "Thor... What the hell is going on?"
(Thor) "I don't know, I'm just as lost as you are."
(Captain America) Coms "NGH! Guys! These monsters stopped respawning! Kill them quickly and return to Vision! Damn it!"
(Bruce) Coms "Guys, I'm getting corned here!"
(Black Widow) Coms "I can't keep up! I need assistance!"
(Falcon) Coms "I'm on my way!"
(Hawkeye) Coms "I'll provide assistance from afar! Hold on!"
(War Machine) "HAAA!" Gets hit by Black Dwarf
(Scarlet Witch) Coms "Clint! Don't leave! That's what Proxima wants!"
(Hawkeye) Coms "This is getting out of control, I can't stay here doing nothing!"
Amidst the heated exchange between the two valiant heroes, an unforeseen interruption manifested in the form of Corvus Glaive, materializing before the formidable Scarlet Witch. With an effortless arc of his Glaive, he unleashed a devastating blow, hurtling her through an adjacent wall, the resounding crash echoing through the surrounding woods. In a swift display of agility, Hawkeye swiftly responded, unleashing an arrow towards Corvus. Yet, to his astonishment, Corvus deftly intercepted the projectile, only to be caught off guard as it detonated in a dazzling display of explosive force, momentarily disorienting the assailant.
Seizing the opportune moment, Hawkeye capitalized on the disarray, unleashing another arrow with unerring precision. The projectile, upon striking its intended target, propelled Corvus Glaive with tremendous force, hurtling him outside the confines of the lab and careening through the very forest Scarlet Witch had previously been flung into.
(Hawkeye) "What type of arrows did Karito give me? These are very good."
In a solemn moment of profound significance, Hawkeye found himself accompanied by none other than Vision, who stood resolute at his side, divested of the illustrious Infinity Stone that once adorned his forehead. The culmination of a meticulously orchestrated procedure, the transference of the precious gem had proven successful, endowing the ethereal android with newfound combat capabilities. Henceforth, Vision stood as a formidable ally, poised to join Hawkeye in the imminent battle that lay before them.
(Hawkeye) "You ready for this?"
(Vision) "Yeah, that bastard owes me one." Grabs Hawkeye and floats towards Corvus Glaive's location
(Bruce) Coms "I'm on my way towards you guys!"
(Captain Marvel) "We'll clean the rest of the monsters! There aren't many of them!"
(Thor) "Where are the rest of the Black Order?!"
As the relentless clash of titanic forces persisted, the valiant heroes persisted in their unwavering determination, utilizing every ounce of their strength and prowess. Yet, an unsettling truth began to take hold—a disconcerting erosion of their stamina, a perceptible drain on their once indomitable reserves. Doubt and apprehension crept into their minds, casting a shadow upon their unwavering resolve. A lingering question echoed through their wearied souls: Can victory still be seized from the clutches of this unyielding maelstrom? With each passing moment, the answer seemed to elude them, shrouding their hearts in a somber uncertainty.
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Location Change.
Titan.
With resolute determination, Spider-Boy launched the initial assault, his fists propelled by a maelstrom of unfettered strength. Yet, to his dismay, his mighty blow merely succeeded in causing Thanos to avert his gaze. Undeterred, Spider-Man surged forward, summoning the full extent of his arachnid powers, his venom-infused punch converging with a cataclysmic blast of raw energy. The combined might of his attack sought to breach the seemingly impenetrable defense of the cosmic conqueror. However, fate cruelly conspired against the young hero, for in a moment of unparalleled resilience, Thanos deftly intercepted the assault, his gauntleted hand interposing itself with an indomitable force. Infused with the pulsating might of the Power Stone, Thanos retaliated, his thunderous punch finding its mark upon Spider-Boy's valiant countenance, shattering his protective armor and sending him hurtling through the desolation, his body colliding with the jagged remnants of a once majestic vessel. The air, heavy with tension, seemed to throb with the weight of uncertainty, as the dire reality of the situation cast a foreboding shadow upon the hearts of all who bore witness.
(Spider-Man) "PETER! RAAAHHHH! YOU FUCKER!!"
Spider-Man harnessed the full potential of his formidable powers, channeling them into a cataclysmic assault that brimmed with unparalleled energy. As the crescendo of his charge reached its zenith, a torrent of electrifying might surge forth, its sheer potency capable of decimating continents and reshaping the very fabric of the world. The consequences of his unleashed power reverberated across the planet, igniting an upheaval of unparalleled magnitude. The ground quaked beneath the staggering force, its foundations shaken to their core, as tectonic plates shifted perilously, threatening to unleash unbridled chaos upon the land. The once familiar terrain succumbed to the unrelenting onslaught, transformed beyond recognition under the relentless assault of nature's mighty forces. The destructive aftermath bore witness to the awesome power harnessed by Spider-Man, a reminder of the cataclysmic capabilities lurking within his grasp.
Spider-Man's resolute breaths echoed through the air, each exhalation laden with a potent mix of determination and apprehension. His piercing gaze narrowed, piercing the battlefield in search of the elusive form of Thanos. Yet, it was his innate Spider-Sense that acted as his harbinger, an ethereal alarm system alerting him to the imminent peril lurking behind him. With reflexes honed by years of relentless training, he swiftly pivoted on his heel, summoning an impromptu shield as a desperate defense against the encroaching threat. But even the combined might of his quick thinking and newfound barrier proved futile against the formidable might of Thanos, who, empowered by the near-complete assemblage of the stones, unleashed an onslaught of unfathomable devastation. The resulting cataclysm, reminiscent of the universe itself teetering on the precipice of collapse, thrust Spider-Man with an indomitable force across the desolate expanse of Titan, his trajectory akin to that of an unstoppable behemoth reshaping the very fabric of the terrain.
Spider-Man's form emerged from the shattered remnants of debris, his sinewy frame contorted with exertion as he grappled with the searing pain coursing through his being. Resilient, he rose to his full height, embodying an unwavering resolve that transcended the torment inflicted upon him. Blood, like an inkling of mortality, seeped from beneath his mask. A potent mélange of electricity, crackling with latent power, enveloped his figure, casting an ominous aura around him.
Harnessing the raw force of his lateral repulsion, Spider-Man catapulted himself towards the tyrant Thanos, his velocity echoing with a deafening sonic boom that reverberated across the battlefield. Simultaneously, Spider-Boy, propelled by the propulsive thrust of his rocket boots, charted an unyielding trajectory towards the enigmatic foe. In a symphony of unified purpose, their fists collided with unadulterated precision, the convergence of their blows generating a cataclysmic shockwave that rippled through the very fabric of the battlefield.
With unwavering determination etched upon their countenances, the two Spider-Men assumed a battle-ready stance, their bodies poised like coiled springs, bracing themselves for the impending confrontation. Amidst the chaos, Spider-Man's voice pierced through the cacophony, his urgent command resonating with undeniable authority, a rallying cry that reverberated across the battlefield.
(Spider-Man) "Peter! Wombo Combo!"
In a stunning display of unyielding prowess, Spider-Boy surged forward, his fist connecting with the mighty form of Thanos in a single cataclysmic blow. Even the Mad Titan, renowned for his indomitable strength, found himself momentarily caught off guard by the sheer power emanating from the young hero. A shard of surprise danced across Thanos's countenance as he involuntarily spewed forth an expelled spittle.
Without delay, Spider-Man, his resolve unyielding and his eyes ablaze with determination, swiftly wielded a makeshift weapon with the power of his suit. With calculated precision, he struck at the vulnerable region of Thanos's ribs, eliciting a resonating thud that echoed through the air, punctuating the clash of titans.
What followed was an unrestrained symphony of devastation, an onslaught, unlike any the Mad Titan, had ever faced. Spider-Man and Spider-Boy, a formidable duo, rained down blows upon their formidable adversary with unrelenting fury. Each strike tore through the air, carving a path of destruction and vengeance.
In this harrowing encounter, the once indomitable Thanos found himself staggered, his form weathered by the relentless assault. The battlefield bore witness to a cataclysmic clash, as the Spider-Men, driven by an insatiable thirst for justice, delivered a punishment of unparalleled magnitude, each strike chipping away at the Mad Titan's invincibility and leaving an indelible mark upon his formidable facade.
(Spider-Man) "Come on pussy boy!"
(Spider-Boy) "Had enough yet?!"
In the midst of their relentless assault, the Spider-Men's acute senses detected a foreboding transformation resonating from the depths of Thanos's gauntlet. A malevolent energy surged forth, shrouding the gauntlet in an ominous, dark aura. An unsettling realization dawned upon the heroic duo, for they knew that escape from the impending cataclysm was a feat beyond their grasp.
Recognizing the imminent danger that loomed before them, Spider-Man, in a selfless act of protection, swiftly deployed his symbiotic armor, the sentient black substance slithering and enveloping Spider-Boy with remarkable speed. The young hero, now encased in a protective cocoon of ebony resilience, became shielded from the impending devastation.
A mix of terror and anguish danced in Peter's eyes as he witnessed the sacrifice his mentor was about to make. A desperate plea escaped his lips, calling out Karito's name, but the seasoned hero met his pupil's distress with a knowing smile. In that fleeting moment, an unspoken understanding passed between them, a testament to the indomitable spirit that burned within Karito's heart.
With a resounding force, Thanos thrust his arms skyward, channeling an unrestrained explosion that erupted with devastating force, engulfing not only the heroes but also consuming vast stretches of the beleaguered planet. The cataclysmic eruption, an embodiment of unfathomable power, indiscriminately devoured everything in its path, leaving naught but charred remnants in its wake.
To Be Continued...