Time Travel!
Back at the Avengers compound, Bruce was going to help us test out the theory of time travel. I even had some time to fix the regulator on Scott's suit. "Okay, here we go. Time travel test number one." Bruce announced. "Scott, Brenna, fire up the van thing." Scott and I opened up the trunk to Luis's van where Gramps put the quantum tunnel. "Emergency generators are on standby." Steve said. "Good. Because if we blow the grid, I don't want to lose Tiny here in the 1950s." "Excuse me?" Scott asked. "He's kidding." Natasha said. "You can't say things like that." "Oh, yes he can." I chuckled. "It was a bad joke." Bruce explained. "You were kidding, right?" Natasha asked. "I have no idea. We're talking about time travel here." Bruce replied. "Either it's all a joke or none of it is." "Mr Lang, get your helmet on. We're gonna send you back a week, let you walk around for an hour, then bring you back in 10 seconds. Make sense?" I asked. "Perfectly not confusing." Scott replied. "That's the spirit." I said. "Good luck, Scott." Steve added. "You got this." "You're right. I do, Captain America." Scott replied, going subatomic through the quantum tunnel. "On a count of three." Bruce said. "Three, two, one." As he brought Scott back, we noticed that there was a kid in his suit. "Guys? This doesn't feel right." Scott said. "Who is that?" Natasha wondered. "Is that Scott?" "Yes, it's Scott!" He exclaimed, going back in the tunnel. "What's going on?" Steve asked. "I believe he's aging backwards." I replied. "Ow, my back!" Scott complains, now coming back as an elder. "Or his aging is just screwed up." I commented. "Can you bring him back?" Steve asked. "We're working on it." Bruce replied, banging on the monitor, sending Scott back to the Quantum Realm, bringing him back as a baby. "Shit." I cursed. "It's a baby." Steve said. "It's Scott." Bruce corrected. "As a baby!" Steve shouted. "He'll grow." Bruce argued. "Bring Scott back." Steve said. "When Bruce says kill the power, kill the power." I explained. "Oh my God." Natasha groaned. "And kill it!" Bruce shouted as Natasha killed the power and Scott came back to his normal self. "Mr Lang? How are you doing?" I asked. "Somebody peed my pants." Scott replied. "But I don't know if it was baby or old me. Or just me me." "Time travel!" Bruce exclaimed. "We've got a lot of work to do." I sighed.
While Steve was talking with Tony, I decided to treat Scott to some tacos and chips. We both thought it was a great time to catch up. "Brenna, you did not have to do that." Scott said. "I wanted to. You've been dealing with me since we left San Francisco." I chuckled. "Plus, you're the first person I've done this for." "Well, I'm honored." Scott said. "You know, you're probably the closest person to me that's still around, aside from Cassie." I explained. "She's told me a bunch of stories about you. You and her are a lot alike." "You know, every time I see you, I think of your mom." Scott confessed. "You're both very smart, fearless, and brave. But most of all, you both mean a lot to me." "Fearless and brave are the exact same things." I corrected. "But thanks. You mean a lot to me, too, Mr Lang." All of a sudden, a huge spaceship landed in front of the building. The contents of Scott's taco blew right into my face. A blue female android and a talking raccoon came out of the ship. I guess Natasha really was getting emails from a raccoon. "What the hell?" I asked. "Hey, humies." The raccoon greeted. "Where's Big Green?" "The kitchen, I think." Scott replied. "That's awesome." "Rhodey, careful on reentry." The android said. "There's two idiots in the landing zone." War Machine, or Rhodey, landed in front of us. "What's up, regular sized man?" Rhodey wondered. "What's up, teenage girl?"
Bruce and the raccoon, whose name was Rocket, went to Asgard to find Thor, while Natasha went to look for Clint Barton, AKA Hawkeye. But once they returned, it was time to put our plan into action.
I helped Bruce, Scott, and the android, Nebula, with these special suits that will protect us. "Time travel suit. Not bad." Rhodey complimented. "Thanks." I replied. "Hey! Easy!" Scott shouted at Bruce with the Pym particles. "I'm being very careful." Bruce said. "No, you're being very Hulky." Scott complains. "These are Pym particles, alright?" "He has a point. Ever since my grandfather got snapped out of existence, this is it. This is what we have." "We've got enough for one round trip each. That's it." Scott added. "No do overs. Plus two test runs." He accidentally shrunk himself and came back. "Make that one test run." I corrected. "Alright, I'm not ready for this." Scott sighed. "I'm game." I heard Clint say. "I'll do it."
After a few minutes, we were ready to test out the suit once Clint was suited up. "Clint, now, you're gonna feel a little discombobulated from the chronoshift." I explained. "Don't worry about that." "Wait a minute, let me ask you something. If we can do this, go back in time, why don't we just find baby Thanos?" Rhodey asked. "And just..." "First of all, that's horrible." Bruce replied. "It's Thanos." Rhodey said. "And secondly, time doesn't work that way." Bruce added. "Changing the past doesn't change the future." "Look, we go back, we get the stones before Thanos gets them. Thanos doesn't have the stones. Problem solved." Scott explains. "Bingo." I said. "That's not how it works." Nebula mumbled. "Well, that's what I heard." Clint said. "Wait, but who?" Bruce asked. "Who told you that?" "Star Trek, Terminator, Timecop, Wrinkle in Time, Somewhere in Time." Rhodey replied. "Quantum Leap, Hot Tub Time Machine." Scott added. "Don't forget Back to the Future." I recalled, remembering the days when the film played in the background of me and Gramps working on some projects. "Basically any movie that deals with time travel." Rhodey said. "Die Hard? No, that's not one." Scott wondered. "This is known." Rhodey continued. "I don't know why everyone believes that, but that isn't true." Bruce argued. "Think about it. If you travel to the past, that past becomes your future, and your former present becomes the past, which can't now be changed by your new future." "Exactly." Nebula agreed. "So, Back to the Future is a bunch of bullshit?" Scott asked.
Clint got up in our Time Machine base to test out our discovery. "Alright, Clint." Bruce said as I powered up the machine. "We're going in three, two, one." I pushed a button and Clint was going subatomic. After about a minute, I was ready to bring him back up. "Clint Barton returning in three, two, one." I said as he came back on the base. "Lila!" Clint shouted. Natasha ran up to check on him. "Hey, look at me. You okay?" She asked. "Yeah." Clint sighed with relief. "It worked."
Steve called us into a meeting to figure out what point in time we should get the stones from. "Okay, so the how works." Steve said. "Now we gotta figure out the when and the where. Almost everyone in this room has had an encounter with at least one of the six Infinity Stones." "Or substitute the word encounter with damn near been killed by one of the six Infinity Stones." Tony corrected. "Brenna and I haven't, but we don't even know what the hell you're all talking about." Scott explains. "Regardless, we only have enough Pym particles for one round trip each." I warned. "And these stones have been in a lot of different places throughout history." Bruce added. "Our history." Tony said. "So, not a lot of convenient spots to drop in, yeah?" "Which means we have to pick our targets." Clint comments. "Correct." Tony agreed. "So, let's start with the Aether." Steve said. "Thor, what do you know?" Thor was passed out in the corner after drinking some booze. "Is he asleep?" Natasha asked. "No, I'm pretty sure he's dead." Rhodey replied. "Thor!" I exclaimed, slapping the demigod in the face, waking him up. "Steve wants you."
Thor began to explain his interaction with the Reality Stone. "Uh, where to start. The Aether, firstly, is not a stone. Someone called it a stone before." Thor said. "Um, it's more of an ugly sludge sort of a thing, so someone's gonna need to amend that and stop saying that. Here's an interesting story, though, about the Aether. My grandfather, many years ago, had to hide the stone from the Dark Elves. So, Jane actually was an old flame of mine. You know, she stuck her hand inside a rock this one time and then the Aether stuck itself inside her and she became very, very sick. And so, I had to take her to Asgard, which is where I'm from and we had to try and fix her. When we were dating at the time, you see and I got to introduce her to my mother, who's dead. Oh, you know, Jane and I aren't even dating anymore, so, these things happen to everyone. Nothing lasts forever. The only thing that..." "Why don't you come sit down." Tony suggests. "I'm not done yet." Thor refused. "The only thing that is permanent in life is impermanence." "Awesome." Tony applauds. "Eggs? Breakfast?" "No, I'd like a Bloody Mary." Thor replied.
"Quill said he stole the Power Stone from Morag." Rocket explains. "Is that a person?" Bruce asked. "No, Morag's a planet." Rocket replied. "Quill was a person." "Like a planet? Like in outer space?" Scott asked, eating some ramen noodles. "No, like Wakanda, or Jersey." I said sarcastically. "No disrespect." "It's like a little puppy, all happy and everything." Rocket teased. "Do you want to go to space? Do you want to go to space, puppy? I'll take you to space."
"Thanos found the Soul Stone on Vormir." Nebula explained. "What is Vormir?" Natasha asked. "A dominion of death at the very center of celestial existence." Nebula replied. "It's where Thanos murdered my sister." "Not it." Scott whispered.
"The Time Stone guy." Natasha said. "Yeah, Doctor Strange." Bruce recalled. "Yeah, what kind of doctor was he?" Natasha asked. "Ear-nose-throat means rabbit from hat." Tony joked. "Nice place in the Village, though." Bruce commented. "On Sullivan Street?" Tony asked. "Bleecker Street." Bruce said. "Wait, he lived in New York?" Natasha wondered. "Uh, yeah, Bleecker and Sullivan." Bruce replied. "No, he lived in Toronto." Tony said. "Have you been listening to anything?" "Guys, if you pick the right year, there are three stones in New York." Natasha explains. "Shut the front door." Bruce said in shock. "Alright, we have a plan." Steve said. "Six stones, three teams, one shot."
As all of us were suited up, we headed to the base to start our time heist. "Five years ago, we lost. All of us." Steve explains. "We lost friends. We lost family. We lost a part of ourselves. Today, we have a chance to take it all back. You know your teams. You know your missions. Get the stones. Get them back. One round trip each. No mistakes. No do-overs. Most of us are going somewhere we know. That doesn't mean we should know what to expect. Be careful. Look out for each other. This is the fight of our lives, and we're gonna win. Whatever it takes. Good luck." "He's pretty good at that." Rocket complimented. "Right?" Scott asked. "You heard the man!" Tony exclaimed. "Stroke those keys, Jolly Green." "Trackers engaged." Bruce replied. "You promise to bring that back in one piece, right?" Rocket asked. "Yeah, okay. I'll do my best." Clint replied. "As promises go, that was pretty lame." He said. "See ya in a minute." Natasha said as the machine was powered up, making us go subatomic and travel to our specific destination. Mom, Grandma, Gramps, this one's for you.
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