“What the hell would I buy some rundown hotel for?” Tony shot back instantly, caught off guard by Henry’s suggestion.
Henry just shrugged. “Beats me. Maybe you want to retrofit the whole building into a giant robot. Or turn it into a love hotel and rig every room with hidden cameras…”
“Okay...
"What the hell is happening?!"
Bruce Banner’s jaw dropped as one spaceship after another poured out of the quantum tunnel, like a dark tide spilling into the skies of Earth.
The air seemed to vibrate with the shrill hum of alien engines. The once-bright horizon dimmed beneath the hulking silhouettes of...
2023
New York, Times Square
Times Square at night was like a living organism—endless neon lights pulsed in rhythm with the crowd, gigantic screens looped ads and news that bathed the streets in shifting colors, and a sea of people from every corner of the world moved like a tide across the sidewalks. I...
Henry had just bitten into another muffin when he realized Tony Stark was fiddling with his gear. With a sigh, he wiped his hands and snatched the bone-conduction mic back from him.
“This thing’s live,” Henry said, clicking it back into place around his neck. “I don’t need you sending random noises in...
Hearing that Alex had arrived through “legitimate means,” Doctor Strange didn’t press further—but the faint crease between his brows deepened. The dim light of the room caught the lines of strain on his face, shadows sharpening the edges of his expression.
Thanos’ snap, the silent deaths of half the u...
"Honey..."
Clint Barton’s hand trembled as he fumbled for his phone, his voice breaking before he could even finish the word.
"Clint, I—I don’t know what happened. I felt dizzy, thought I was just tired, but everything around me seems… wrong."
Her tone was confused, hesitant. There was a f...
“Coming your way—Jean-Jacques Handali, senior exec at Geneva Bank. The woman on his arm? Cindy Crawford—model, Northwestern University standout, currently on a leave of absence. That’s all.”
Henry tapped his bone-conduction mic off and popped a tiny cake into his mouth.
A few yards away, Audrey...
Captain America’s words might have sounded like dramatic praise at first, the sort of thing people said in the heat of relief.
But the more the Avengers thought about it, the more they realized — it wasn’t an exaggeration at all.
After all, this was Thanos they were talking about.
The mad titan....
"Jesus Christ!"
"Rocket! Not the time!"
The Avengers shot simultaneous glares at the irreverent raccoon. Rocket only shrugged, unrepentant, but the scolding was half-hearted — their mood was still buoyed by a rare surge of optimism.
The Infinity Gauntlet was complete.
The shimmering glove...
In the rented luxury sedan, Audrey Hepburn and Robert Wolders sat in the back seat, fiddling with a sleek, ear-hook–style wireless earpiece.
Henry had passed it back to them during a red light, one of his own little pet tech projects.
The device was based on the Bluetooth transmission protocol, which h...
Silence.
The room fell utterly, painfully silent—so still that even the faint hum of the air filtration system felt deafening.
Every Avenger stared in shock, eyes wide and unblinking, as if afraid that blinking would make the impossible sight before them vanish.
Alex had lifted Mjolnir.
H...
While the Avengers regrouped, deep in discussion about how to forge the Infinity Gauntlet and reverse the catastrophic snap, Alex was already far away. In fact, he had crossed oceans and continents, traveling thousands of miles at impossible speed, until he arrived at a place unlike any other on Earth.
Krakoa.<...
Jean Grey wasn’t the type to just stand there and take it. She fired back, her voice sharp with frustration.
“As long as what we do brings a good outcome, what’s so wrong about it?”
Henry tilted his head, almost amused. “Even if it goes against the person’s own will?”
Jean hesitated. “...
Swish!
The sudden displacement of air heralded Alex’s arrival, the sound slicing through the tense quiet like a blade. One instant, the space before the Avengers was empty; the next, Alex was standing there—broad-shouldered, calm, and utterly unbothered by the collective shock radiating from the room.
2023.
Avengers Headquarters.
A low hum built in the cavernous hangar, followed by a shimmering distortion of air above the quantum platform. Sparks of pale blue and gold danced across the arcs of the time machine’s frame, its bulky, almost industrial design clashing with the other sleek Stark tech around it. I...
Nightcrawler’s tail drooped low, the fight gone from him. Wide-eyed, he glanced helplessly at the only other teammate still on her feet.
Jean Grey wasn’t the type to scare easily—there was a reason she was an X-Man—but even she wasn’t foolish enough to think she could take down a man who had just flat...
"Mr. Sinister? Alex, didn’t you kill Mr. Sinister?"
Hank’s voice was tinged with disbelief, his brows knitted as he stared at Alex. The words slipped out almost before he realized it, as if the sheer impossibility of the idea demanded an immediate answer.
"Under normal circumstances, yes, he should b...
"Homelander, we can't take you back directly from here. Time travel isn't like hailing a cab—the quantum tunnel's programming is preset."
Tony wiped a streak of blood from the corner of his mouth, his fingers lingering for a second as if checking whether the injury was worse than it felt. His voice carried th...
If you had to sum it up, it was basically the psychic equivalent of a DoS attack—overload the system with so much useless data that it crashes.
First, pi. Not just to a few decimals, but all the way out to googolplex territory. If that didn’t fry him, time to unleash the Mandelbrot set in all its infinite, ...
The room fell silent, as if the very air had been pulled out of it.
Every mutant present stared at Alex, their expressions a mix of disbelief and apprehension.
Travel to the future?
It was an idea so audacious, so utterly impossible, that only Alex would say it aloud without hesitation. The concep...
"Vanished overnight?"
"What the hell does that even mean?"
The words echoed in the tense room, as if the walls themselves were struggling to contain the shock. Mutants glanced at one another, searching for answers in each other’s faces, but finding only mirrored disbelief.
They had assumed gone ...
The first giveaway had been the smell.
Not perfume—not really. The scent rolling off her was something sharper, more primal, something that definitely didn’t belong to Audrey Hepburn. But at the time, Henry had brushed it off as some weird chemical reaction from a fancy fragrance.
And that’s how My...
The heavy, almost suffocating silence inside the war room was broken by Alex’s calm, almost cheerful voice.
"Captain America—Steve Rogers."
"Iron Man—Tony Stark."
"Welcome, guests!"
His tone was warm and oddly hospitable, as if he were greeting friends who had come for tea rather than...
CRUNCH!
Another devastating punch landed, the sound echoing like a hammer smashing metal in a silent forge. The impact tore away the last fragile remnants of Tony’s helmet, shards of nanotech scattering across the cracked pavement like glittering debris.
Now there was no hiding the damage.
His f...
“First thing’s first—we need to flag down a cab,” ‘Audrey Hepburn’ said, patting Henry on the shoulder.
“Oh, come on. You know what an impossible mission that is? Hailing a taxi in New York?”
“C’mon, little tiger. If you can’t pull off something this small, you’re not living up to...
"Am I supposed to know you?"
Alex’s tone wasn’t mocking, nor was it the smug sarcasm that Tony often got from his rivals.
It was genuine curiosity.
He wasn’t particularly impressed by the red-and-gold man standing before him, but the way Tony spoke—as if they had some deep, unspoken history—...
That had to be it.
In an instant, Alex pieced everything together, the fragments of overheard words and faint mechanical hums snapping into place like a puzzle he’d already solved halfway in his head.
A slow, knowing smirk curled at the corners of his lips.
Iron Man and Captain America—here to...
The story of Audrey Hepburn’s harrowing flight made headlines across the globe. But for once, her name wasn’t splashed across entertainment columns or red carpet retrospectives—it was on the front pages of politics and society.
The political angle? The incident had occurred in the midst of a coup in Somal...
Even in the most beautiful moments, there’s always something to break the spell. That’s just how life works.
Henry was the one to break the calm.
“Everyone,” he said, his voice steady but serious, “I’d like to remind you all of that little secret I asked you to keep.”
The group went ...
"Shit."
The word slipped out like a sigh—low, sharp, bitter.
"So we really have to go there now?"
The man in the passenger seat leaned back heavily in his seat, glasses slightly askew, hands resting on his lap as if holding the weight of the world. He stared at the road ahead, but his eyes were ...
