Funnily enough a space craft does not hold the weight of a giant panther, and unfortunately for me I did not manage to shift back quick enough, so here I am, falling to the ground below, sheer panic preventing me from shifting back to save myself from the deadly fall.

Funnily enough I have the avengers as my friends and a giant green blur begins heading towards me.

Funnily enough being caught by the hulk feels like being hit by a semi-truck, don't even question.

"thanks... hulk" I gasp out as I'm placed on the ground. I catch my breath a notice the hulk is standing there waiting to see what I do, "I'm okay, thank you for the save hulk."

"Hulks friend, you help hulk smash now."

Honestly, I don't know if it was a question or an order but I just went with it, shifting back into a panther and running with him crashing into the chitauri as they came our way, occasionally standing on a few.

However this moment was short lived as hulk led us to a roof top to take a shot at one of the whale things only to result in us being cornered by space crafts. Only to result in us being shot at.

I looked to the side seeing Clint fall to the ground, to see Steve surrounded, Tony missing, Hulk screaming, Tasha missing.

Are we loosing?

Is that possible?

Were the good guys?

Were supposed to win... right?

Right?

My vision goes black... before fading to red.