Before anything else, I'm going to say this again. This story is going to have a lot of spoilers in it, so if you haven't seen the movie, DO NOT READ THIS STORY! Read it after you finish.
So anyway, I saw Infinity War on Thursday, and it certainly met my expectations. It was an insane movie, it was so great and so gut-wrenching at the same time. I can tell you right now this story is not necessarily going to have a happy ending. My feelings were all over the place during this movie, and I'm going to try and recreate that here.
How this is going to work, there are going to be some flashbacks, and it is going through the ending scene of the movie. Then we are going to continue on, about how I think it should go. If you read any of my other stories, this is not going to be like missions that split up in multiple chapters, this is going to be pretty much one story.
I'm pretty excited, and ready to cry a little too. I did that a lot during the movie. Oh yeah. As usual, please, by all means, review and tell me what you think, whether you loved it or hated it, but please don't swear, just like my other stories.
DISCLAMIER: I do not own anything Marvel, Disney, Avengers realated, anything. I wish though.
Alright, guys, I hope you enjoy!
"Pretty, isn't it?" The Mad Titan asked, voice so low it felt like a whisper. The young Gamora watched the small knife as it tilted back and forth on his large finger. She watched, half in wonder and the other half in utter terror as Thanos spoke to her.
"Perfectly balanced. As all things should be." Gamora flinched as his meaty hand rested on her shoulder, and she tried to hide it by keeping her eyes on the dagger.
"To much to one side, or the other."
The dagger twisted to the right, then the left, before slipping off his finger. With a grace that wouldn't seem possible for a creature of his size, he snatched the knife out of the air before it hit the ground.
"Here. You try." Gamora looked up into the purple face, her own face emotionless. She looked down at the knife hesitantly. She took it carefully, trying it out herself.
The red jewel in the middle stood out as she balanced it on her finger. It took her a couple of seconds, but the knife stayed. She almost smiled, but the Titan did.
"Good." A noise drew her attention, one of the men that had taken her away from her mother. He was shouting in the courtyard. All of the people were standing behind rows of guards. Her people. It was all silence for a moment.
The dagger tilted dangerously close to one side.
The sounds of a hundred guns being shot.
People screaming, crying calling out.
Her people.
Her mother.
Where was she?
Gamora turned her head, and the dagger slipped from her finger. She needed to find her mom.
"No, little one. Focus on the knife." Thanos gently turned her head before she saw anything, what he was doing. He placed the knife back on her finger, balancing once again.
Thanos smiled as Gamora balanced the knife on her finger once again. He didn't consider that she saw what he had done. They were dead. They were all dead.
Thanos stood up and placed a hand on her back. He gently guided her forward, away from the corpses of her people. A single tear rolled down her cheek, but she kept it hidden. Something told her that she would never be coming back again.
That same something told her never to drop the knife.
To be perfectly balanced.