"Hey, what's going on?" Peter asked, "I think we're here..." Stephen alerted.

"Damn." Elena murmured, "I don't think this rig has a self-parking function."

"Yeah, you're probably right about that one..." Elena trialed off.

"Get your hand inside the steering gimbal." Tony instructed, "Close those around it." Peter followed instructions.

"You understand?" Tony asked, "Yup got it."

"This was meant for one big guy so, we gotta move at the same time." Tony instructed, "Yeah, got it."

"Yeah we might wanna, turn! Turn! Turn!" Peter exclaimed, and Elena began bracing herself for the worst outcomes.

Stephen placed a protection spell around them as the ship literally crashed and burned.

"You alright?" Stephen asked, giving Tony a hand, "Phew, that was close."

"Yeah," Stephen breathed, "I owe you one."

Tony reached down giving Elena a hand up, "Thanks."

Peter lowered himself down from the ceiling, "Let me just say, if aliens wind up implanting eggs in my chest or something...and I eat one of you I'm sorry."

"What the fuck?" Elena murmured to herself, "I do not want another pop culture reference out of you for the rest of the trip. Do you understand?"

"I'm trying to say that something is coming."

"You couldn't have lead with that, Jesus!" Elena sighed, an explosion went off by their feet sending them all flying back.

"Ouch." She rubbed her shoulder after leaning up from where she fell.

Chaos broke out around Elena and soon enough both teams had hostages of eachother.

"Everybody stay where you are. Chill the eff out." The man took off his helmet pointing his gun at Peter's head.

"I'm gonna ask you this one time. Where is Gamora?" He asked, and Elena looked at him confused, and then glanced at Tony.

"Yeah. I'll do you one better, who's Gamora?" Tony asked also removing his helmet.

The thing under Tony's gun then spoke up, "I'll do you one better. Why is Gamora?"

"Tell me where the girl is, or I swear to you, I'm gonna French fry this little freak." He threatened.

"Let's do it! You shoot my guy, I'll blast him! Let's go." Tony stated, "Do it, Quill. I can take it."

"No he can't take it!" Someone else exclaimed, "She's right, you can't." Stephen confirmed.

"Let's talk about this guys, please?" Elena asked holding her hands out in peace.

"Oh yeah? You don't wanna tell me she is? That's fine. I'll kill all four of you and I'll beat it out of Thanos myself. Starting with you."

"Thanos?" Elena deadpanned, "Wait, what? Thanos?" Stephen asked, "ok, let me ask you this one time? What master do you serve?"

"What master do I serve? What am I supposed to say, Jesus?" Quill asked, "You're from Earth." Tony stated.

"I'm not from Earth. I'm from Missouri." Quill stated, and Elena sighed, "That's on Earth, dumbass."

"What are you hassling us for?" Tony asked, "So you're not with Thanos ?" Peter asked, "With Thanos? No! I'm here to kill Thanos!"

"He took my girl. Wait, who are you people?" Quill exclaimed, "We're the Avengers, man." Peter explained.

"You're the ones, Thor told us about." Mantis stated, "You know Thor?"

"Yeah. Tall guy. Not that good looking, needed saving." Peter looked taken back by Quill's statement.

"Thor is very good looking. Even I can acknowledge that. And I'm a lesbian." Elena stated, Tony rolled his eyes.

"Where is he now?" Stephen asked.

"What the hell happened to this planet?" Quill asked, "it's 8 degrees off its axsis. The gravitational pull is all over the place."

"Nothing good, that's for sure." Elena muttered, "Yeah, we'll we got one advantage. He's coming to us." Tony stated, "We'll use it. All right I have a plan."

"Or at least the beginnings of one," Tony spoke, "All right, good. Having a plan is good."

"It's pretty simple, we draw him in, pin him down get what we need. Definitely don't wanna dance with this guy. We just want the gauntlet." Tony explained, "Are you yawning?"

Elena stifled a laugh, "In the middle of this, while I'm breaking it down? Huh? Did you hear what I said?"

"I stopped listening after you said, 'We need a plan'" Drax confessed, "Ok Mr. Clean is on his own page." Tony sighed.

"See not winging it isn't really what they do." Quill stated, "uh what exactly is it that they do?" Peter asked, "I would actually like to know that too." Elena agreed.

"Kick names, take ass." Mantis stated proudly, "We're dead, like actually dead." Elena muttered.

Tony stared for a few long seconds, "Alright just get over here please. Mr. Lord can you get your folks to circle up?" Tony asked.

"'Mr. Lord.' Star-Lord is fine." Quill nodded, We gotta coalesce. Cause if all we come at him with is a plucky attitude...."

"Dude. Don't call us plucky. We don't know what it means." Quill interrupted, and Elena sighed.

"All right, we're optimistic, yes. I like your plan. Except it sucks, so let me do the plan. And that way it might be really good." Quill spoke.

"Tell him about the dance off to save the universe." Drax stated, and Elena arched an eyebrow at Quill.

"What dance off?" Tony asked, "it's nothing." Quill stammered.

"Like in Footloose the movie?" Peter asked, "Yes! Exactly like footloose! Is it still the greatest movie in history?"

"It never was." Peter dismissed, "Don't encourage this alright?" Tony asked, "ok." Peter nodded.

"We're getting no help from Flash Gordon here." Tony stated, "Flash Gordon? By the way that's a compliment. Dont forget, I'm half human. So that 50% of me that's stupid. That's 100% you."

"Your math is blowing my mind." Tony quipped, sarcastically.

"Excuse me?" Mantis started, causing Elena to look in her direction, "But does your friend often do that?"

Strange seemed to be doing something, but it was like glitching his appearance, "Strange? We all right?" Tony asked.

Strange dropped down from where he was levitating and gasped, "You're back, you're alright." Tony reassured him.

"Hey, what was that?"

"I went forward in time to view alternate futures. To see all the possible outcomes of the coming conflict." Stephen explained, "How many did you see?" Elena asked.

"14,000,605." Stephen answered, "How many did we win?" Tony asked.

"One."