A/N: Question: Do you guys want me to write a Black Panther interlude to Viper, or have that be an additional chapter?

Also, since I planned to have Bruce Banner in the next part of the story, but Thor: Ragnarok showed he'd and Hulk been off earth since Sokovia. Is this an acceptable break from canon (I will still be following Thor: Ragnarok canon closely)?

Thank you to everyone who reviewed, here are the available one-shots (if you reviewed every chapter, you can request an original one-shot): Struckers (Coral remembers the Viper's nest with the Strucker kids), J.A.R.V.I.S. (Coral reacts to J.A.R.V.I.S.'s death and Vision's birth), Phone call (Phil and Coral's call), New Avengers (Coral leaves suggestions for training Scarlet Witch, Vision, Falcon, War Machine, and acts as a liason between the Avengers and New York's Enchanced Vigilantes), Disney (The Avengers' Disney Marathon), While She Was Away 2 (what happened with the other avengers while Coral was kidnapped).

The End of an Age

Late at night, two days after the Battle of Sokovia, a ripple went through the Stark Tower security system. Friday took note, but everything seemed normal, so she went back to 'sleep.'

As such, she didn't notice the cameras were on loop and a few choice doors were unlocked, and therefore didn't notice a slender figure in black with a duffle bag slung across her back kickstart one of the numerous motorbikes and head for the garage door.

"Lights," said a voice, illuminating not only the black-clad figure but the assembled Avengers. Coral pulled down her cowl reluctantly. "Friday, can you tell me what time it is?" Tony asked.

"It's 2:14 AM," the AI said. Coral smothered the urge to run upstairs like a scolded teenager and stood her ground.

"You know they're going to come for me. That will either lead to the world turning on the Avengers or the Avengers turning on each other. Neither is acceptable. Especially not on my account," she said. "And yes, I know that you'd protect me, but this is my doing. I will turn myself in… after. I need a chance to live outside of this. Nothing lasts forever, and I have to have something to be when I do finally put the Avenger's uniform to rest."

"Where will you go?" Nat asked.

"Paris, I think. Maybe Rome. Who knows? I can go anywhere I like now," she shrugged, almost smiling. Nat was silent for a moment before pulling her into a hug.

"Keep in touch," she said.

"I will," Coral said, moving to hug the rest of them. "I'll still be on call after all. Maybe not for anything less than Tony almost ending the world again, but still. This isn't goodbye," she said, kicking her bike to life.

"What is it then?" Barton asked. She paused before smiling.

"Hello. To a new beginning," she stated, taking off into the night and her new life.

…

Boom!

A light shone through the darkness, illuminating a wooden handle with a gold knob. A metal door creaked open and a cupped guard and black hammer head were illuminated as well, both parts encased in ice. Snow and icy wind rushed into the room, as did two figures in red and green parkas. The one in red lowered her hood and looked upon the weapon, rapturously.

"The Hammer of Skadi," she whispered. She approached it carefully, like a wounded beast that would lash out at any moment. "The Hammer fell to Earth after a ritual was performed under the orders of the Red Skull. It read, 'And he who shall be worthy will wield the Hammer of Skadi.' Unable to lift the Hammer, Adolf Hitler and the Red Skull had it sealed away, to be forgotten. Until now." She looked to her partner in green, who nodded. Taking a deep breath, she gripped the handle… and lifted.

BOOM!

Lighting and Thunder echoed outside and the wind rose, as the mountain itself seemed to armor Sinthea Schmidt. Ophelia held a hand up to her face, almost falling backwards in shock as the hammer zoomed past her ear and took the top off a distant mountain. It then flew back into the flurry, which cleared up and revealed Sinthea, now dressed in armor of ice and dark leather. "I am evil's heart - not Baron Von Strucker! Not my grandfather!" she screamed into the night, sending out a pulse that blasted Ophelia to the ground. She then smirked at the sky. "Are you watching from your pit in Hell, father? Do you understand now? That it was always my destiny… never yours. The Red Skull's failure will be his granddaughter's triumph… and I will reshape this world."

Raising her hammer in the air, the wind and clouds above began to churn, causing lightning and thunder and snow to hail upon the mountains and valley below. As Sinthea surveyed her work smugly, Ophelia watched from afar. Awestruck. Yet very, very afraid.

SHAWARMA PALACE

The Avengers sat around a table in the "Shawarma Palace" once again, as they had often found themselves doing after missions since the majority of them had moved into Stark Tower.

Thor was digging into his food with great fervor, while the majority of the others seated barely picked at their fries. Steve rested his head, leaning on his propped up arm. Natasha and Clint had their feet on each other's seats, slowly nibbling at their fries. Coral sat next to Clint, curled up in her chair, finally managing to get some (hopefully) uninterrupted sleep, after having already wolfed down her shawarma along with an enormous burger and two sides of curly fries. Tony sat, staring into space, mulling over the battle as he chewed, occasionally wiping his fingers with a napkin. Vision, being an android, did not need to eat, but tried a bit of everything at Tony's insistence that it was part of the Avengers' experience. Wanda did not feel like eating but ate at Vision's insistence that she keep up her strength. Rhodey and Sam seemed very eager to talk about their first official mission as Avengers, but also acknowledged the others' need for silence, so they mostly whispered amongst themselves.

Honestly, what else can you do after saving the world?… Again.