M Ch 91: Reunion (Patreon)

"You killed Uncle Maw and took his bloody ship!" Gamora scowled, her plan of quickly taking off their limbs and incapacitating the two women for a peaceful interrogation going to waste.

Wanda considered the implications of Gamora's words.

In the past, Erik had told her that he had stolen the mothership from the invaders who had launched the attack on New York two years ago. Could this woman be connected to those invaders?

So, her actual target was... Erik?

Wanda's eyes turned dark and emotionless...

'This woman wants to kill Erik, she wants to take him away from him...' Dark thoughts swirled in her mind. She wasn't going to let this woman live for long...

As Gamora fired another blast from her plasma gun, Wanda who was still getting princess carried by Cindy erupted a crimson barrier around them.

But Gamora didn't halt her assault and continued to barrage the barrier with blasts. Fortunately, the blasts were reflected off the barrier.

"Cindy, thanks for saving me, you can let me down now," Wanda spoke, her expressions were completely empty and her words lacked the usual warmth.

"Right," Cindy replied, gently relaxing her hold. "I'll contact Erik."

Wanda nodded in response before turning her focus back to the green-skinned woman.

Taking a deep breath, she concentrated on her chaos magic, the spherical barrier around them changed shape, and a stream of pure destructive scarlet energy shot toward Gamora.

'If she wants to take Erik away from me then she has no business being alive,' Wanda thought, her eyes devoid of emotion as she unleashed her magic. The beam of scarlet energy expanded, making it impossible for Gamora to dodge.

Just as the energy beam was about to engulf Gamora, a sudden burst of movement caught Wanda's eye. Rocket sprang into action. The talking Racoon in a high-speed jetpack swooped Gamora away from the crimson stream of destruction.

"How the heck did you miss, Gamora? Our plans failed before we could even begin!" Rocket chuckled as he flew around the garden's dome.

They had planned on destroying the whole mothership and their base, it was his and Groot's job to do that while Gamora distracted them. But Groot had other plans, the garden dome attracted him and he pranced there without any care of the plans.

Well, thanks to that, Rocket managed to save Gamora from a certain death attack.

Gamora exhaled, "I don't know, the other girl jumped off the moment I jumped off, it was almost as if she could see the future. We underestimated them."

Wanda started firing small orbs of energy at the flying duo. The Racoon deftly avoided the blasts that exploded on the glass dome.

"Woah! Woah! Woah! Hold your fire lady! You're gonna burn my fur!" Rocket yelled.

Gamora gritted her teeth firing from the plasma gun for cover.

Before the duo could plan their counter, Chitauri soldiers arrived in all their glory, the menacing growls, the quick chariots, and even ginormous leviathans.

"We can't win this fight anymore Gamora, we need to back off!" Rocket said as he continued to Wanda's blasts.

Gamora agreed.

"Groooot! We're Leaving!!!" Rocket shouted out before he turned to escape.

But just as they turned toward their ship, they found their path blocked.

A handsome blonde guy was levitating a bit away from their ship, his blue eyes glowing with power and an aura of menace surrounding him.

Gamora's blood boiled as she saw him and the clothes he was wearing.

Ebony Maw's suit!

Erik pointed his left arm toward them.

Rocket felt the control of his jetpack was no longer to him, he was being pulled by Erik.

Erik raised his left arm, his fingers splayed out in a commanding gesture. An invisible force shot out towards Rocket and Gamora.

Rocket suddenly felt the control of his jetpack slipping away. He frantically tried to regain control, but it was no use. He was being pulled toward Erik by an unseen force.

"What the heck?!" Rocket shouted, struggling against the pull. "Let go of me, you freak!"

Gamora aimed her plasma gun at Erik, her finger on the trigger. "Release us now, or I'll blast you to pieces!"

Erik scoffed, pulling the gun out of her hands using his telekinesis.

Erik's gaze was cold and unyielding as he tightened his grip, the force pulling Rocket closer. "Do you think you're in the position to make demands? Still... what the hell are you doing here... Gamora?" he said icily.

"You know me?" Gamora scowled her eyes.

"Sadly, I do." He replied, "Now then if you'll answer my questions... why are you here? How did you even find this place?"

Gamora gritted her teeth, "I'm here for revenge, to kill all of you! You people killed my uncle and stole his everything, even his clothes!" She spat.

Erik for a moment was confused, and as realization dawned on him, he couldn't help but chuckle.

"Your Uncle's clothes? You mean these clothes?" Erik observed his Maw suit.

Well, after Alice had her brief test with Ancient One he asked for a duel himself, and Ancient One unsurprisingly fucking denied him.

The hag was overly bitchy with him for some reason, he can never understand why. But anyway, Mordo and a few other senior disciples did want to test their strength on him. They wanted to see why Ancient One was so oddly interested in him.

That's the reason Erik had to change Maw's suit.

But before he could talk more with Gamora, his spider senses buzzed like never...

He turned around, his eyes widening as he witnessed a fleet of thousands of spaceships emerging from jump portals in space. The fleets were composed of Xandarian warships, their sleek designs glinting in the starlight.

However, before Erik could even ready himself for the battle, on the opposite end of approaching ships, four Kree motherships also arrived.

Erik raised his brows, "How the heck in just one day... I get visitors from all over the galaxy? It's your fault isn't it?" He turned back to Gamora.

She flinched, she was as shocked as him. But he was right, they were here because of her...

This was no ordinary attack. This was a full-scale star-wars.

"Wanda, Cindy," he called out, his voice steely. "We have company. It's gonna be a little bloody!"

It really was going to be bloody, a slaughter.

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