In which there was a 14,000,606 possibility of the upcoming war that Doctor Strange never foresaw.
For within the shadows of the Black Order hid a secret weapon to create balance across the cosmos. Leena's destined path had been forged in the stars...
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"I AM INEVITABLE."
Within the stone cold walls of the Sanctuary II, there was a fleeting moment of peace which many relished in. It was almost as if a blanket of security had been placed over the large man within the Throne Room, who gently rocked a babe back and forth. He had finally accomplished the one thing that would cement his philosophy across the stars. He was to begin his journey of fulfilling his destiny by rectifying the balance.
"Is that her?" A young girl's soft voice echoed. The Titan pulled his gaze away from the babe in his arms, only for a moment, to spare a glance to his favourite daughter, Gamora. Her once golden armour was dripping with icy blue blood from their recent rescue mission on Atlantis to save the babe.
Thanos nodded his head sharply before returning his gaze towards his equal. Gamora quietly crept towards her father, and the babe, with slight apprehension, as she tilted her head in deep thought. Gamora was only a decade older than her, and wondered if Thanos would push her aside.
A whispered lullaby of the prophecy echoed around the Throne Room while the large, purple Titan, with blood dripping down his armour and staining the stone beneath him, gently rocked the small bundle in his large arms. The once white soft blanket, wrapped around the babe, had streaks of blue blood sticking to the cotton but it was of no threat to the small babe in his arms, for she was staring up in a curious wonder at the Titan. Her light brown eyes shone with golden hues under the faint light around the room. There was a small breeze which tickled her flushed, round cheeks, and made her scrunch up her tiny nose.
"Report." Thanos commanded sternly as he gently rocked her, her eyelids were fluttering shut. It would have been a terrifyingly exhausting day for her after being sacrificed to a collapsing star.
Gamora bowed in respect, stopping just before the stairs as she repeated the mission report of her very first battle. It had only been a few years since Thanos had saved her, and since then, she had been trained by the Titan and his eldest children in preparation for her first battle. One which she prided herself on for her many kills.
"The population of Atlantis has been halved, just as you commanded, father. Ebony Maw killed the Imperator Kummu for his attempt of turning the Saviour into a weapon against you. He paid the price for treason with his life."
Atlantis had been merely one realm, in the vast expanse of the universe, that sought to destroy everything they had with their selfish endeavours. For they were all blind to the path they had sent themselves hurtling towards, with their only end being a cruel, painstakingly slow, death.
It was an end that the Mad Titan, with a hopeful determination to save them, sought to prevent. His heart was clenched with the anger he held towards his own people for not realising that his philosophy would have saved them.
