New York was quiet.
Not peaceful—never peaceful—but quiet in the way a battlefield becomes after the war has ended. Sirens still echoed in the distance, emergency crews still worked tirelessly, and the scars of battle still marked the city.
But the chaos was gone.
For now.
High above the city, inside Avengers Tower, the atmosphere was tense.
No one celebrated.
Because everyone understood something simple—
What came next would be worse.
Standing in the central command room, Nick Fury stared at the main screen.
A massive projection of space filled the room.
Multiple unidentified ships.
Unknown energy signatures.
All heading toward Earth.
"They've changed course," Fury said quietly.
"They're not scouting anymore."
Beside him, Tony Stark crossed his arms.
"They're coming straight for us."
Spider-Man sat unusually still for once.
"…Please tell me it's not another robot army."
Tony shook his head.
"No."
His voice was serious.
"This is worse."
Fredy stood near the window, looking out at the city.
But his focus wasn't on Earth anymore.
It was beyond.
Far beyond.
The system interface appeared in front of him.
Cosmic Threat Approaching
Primary Target: Earth
Commander Identified:
Thanos
Threat Level: Universal
Fredy exhaled slowly.
Even without the system, he could feel it.
A pressure.
A presence.
Something far stronger than anything he had faced before.
Behind him, Tony spoke again.
"We're not dealing with a warlord."
"We're dealing with something… bigger."
Fury added:
"He's wiped out entire civilizations."
The room fell silent.
But Fredy smiled faintly.
"Good."
Everyone looked at him.
Fredy turned slightly.
"I was starting to get bored."
Spider-Man whispered:
"…Yeah he's definitely not normal."