You launched yourself at Maw, a raw, furious scream tearing itself from your throat as you flew towards him surrounded by a pulsing field of magic, the strength of which you'd never felt anything like before.

You were going to kill him.

Maw looked shocked for a second, before quickly regaining his composure and throwing his arms up to create a shield with a spike he pulled from the earth. You smashed through it effortlessly and grabbed him by the throat, slamming him to the floor.

He. Is. Not. Dead.

You punctuated each word with a fist to his chest, face and torso, your magic surging from you and pinning him to the floor until he found the strength to shove you away from him, hard. Incensed as you were, he was a hundred times more powerful than you.

You were thrown backwards through the air and slammed into the wall of a building. The breath was knocked out of you as you fell to the floor.

Maw got up and flew down the street towards Strange, barely giving you a second glance. You struggled to your feet.

"Kid! What the hell was that?! Are you okay?" Tony yelled, landing next to you in his Iron Man suit. You couldn't speak, couldn't breathe, unable to rid your mind of the blank expression on Loki's face.

"Kid?"

"I'm fine, let's go." you managed, pointing down the street. Maw couldn't be allowed to get his hands on the Time stone. Tony hesitated, then picked you up and flew after him, dodging the obstacles which were being flung back towards you, until the huge creature with the hammer made a reappearance and knocked you off course with an almighty strike of his weapon.

You threw up a shield of magic around yourself and Tony as you smashed into and then out the other side of a building, ending up slamming into the base of a tree in a park.

Bruce rushed over to you.

"Guys, you okay? How are we doing? Good? Bad?"

"Really, really good. Really good. Do you plan on helping out?" Tony asked, getting up gingerly and pulling you to your feet.

"I'm trying, he won't come out." Bruce said in defeat.

"Uh, that thing with the hammer is back." you informed Tony, gasping for breath and pointing across the park as the creature lobbed its hammer towards you.

"Hammer." Tony said, shoving Bruce out of the way and sending an energy beam towards the creature, which deflected off its shield and sliced down a load of trees, one of which you and Bruce barely evaded being crushed by.

"Come on Hulk, what are you doing to me? Come out! Come out!" Bruce yelled, lying on the floor and slapping himself across the face as you struggled to your feet, casting around for Tony.

You spotted him a few feet away, having just been knocked down by the huge creature who looked like he was about to deliver a decisive blow to Tony's head. Barely having enough time to lift your hands, you were relieved when the hammer was halted in its tracks by a small figure dressed in red and blue gear. From where you were stood you couldn't see the spider painted across the front of the kid's chest.

"Hey man, what's up Mr. Stark?" the kid said cheerfully, as though he wasn't wrestling with one of Thanos' minions.

"Kid, where'd you come from?" Tony asked. You stared at him indignantly. Kid? That was your nickname! Where had this child come from indeed?

"Field trip to MoMA." the kid said, before being picked up and flung away by the creature with a yell. You took your opportunity to blast the creature with your magic, throwing him backwards into a tree which was torn from the ground as it smashed into it.

"What's this guy's problem Mr. Stark?" the kid asked, swinging back towards you unharmed, suspended from what looked like web.

"He's from space. He came here to steal a necklace from a wizard." Tony explained, but the kid wasn't listening anymore, having just caught sight of you as you jogged towards Tony.

"Whoa... you're Y/N!" the kid said in awe. His face was hidden by his mask, but his voice betrayed his amazement. You stared at him in confusion, and then looked over his shoulder as the creature dragged itself back to its feet.

"Uh yeah. Hello." you replied, helping Tony to his feet.

"What are you doing here? Where's Mr. Thor, and Loki?" he asked you, suffused with amazement and innocence. The image of Loki, dead, shot to the front of your subconscious. Your throat closed over again; you looked to Tony for help, but he was looking at Bruce who was still sat on the floor yelling obscenities at Hulk.

"I'm Peter, Peter Parker. I like your cape." the kid said, holding out his hand to you, seemingly unbothered by your lack of answers.

"Thanks. Nice to meet you." you replied, your voice thick with pent-up emotion, shaking his hand and then moving him behind you as the creature approached again. Just then, an unconscious Strange shot through the air in front of you, heading towards the ship.

"No." you breathed, teleporting after him in an instant, not hanging about to listen to Tony telling you to be careful. Maw was following closely behind Strange on a flying piece of debris. You didn't hesitate before teleporting right next to him, trying for a surprise attack, but he saw you coming and wiped you out with a simple wave of his hand, sending you crashing into another building.

It took you a few seconds to right yourself again, and then you teleported shakily back towards Strange and Maw. You arrived just in time to see Maw bend a utility pole to snag Strange's levitating cloak, ripping it loose of its master.

The wizard plummeted towards the ground, but Peter swung in out of nowhere to catch him before you'd even thought about teleporting again. You were starting to feel really dizzy.

Suddenly Peter and Strange were encased in a vertical tunnel of blue light which started pulling them upwards towards the huge circular ship. You didn't think twice before throwing yourself into it after Strange and the Time stone.

"Uhh, Mr. Stark? I'm being beamed up!" Peter yelled. You tried to grab at him; if you could reach him you could teleport you both inside the ship and hide from Maw.

"Y/N, you're here too!"

"Yeah, try and grab hold!" you said, reaching towards him in vain. You were rising into the air at an alarming speed.

Maw and Strange had disappeared inside the ship, and then the blue beam which had been pulling you upwards disappeared. For a split second you both seemed to be suspended in space, and then you began to fall, hundreds of feet above the ground.

You flailed as you fell, gaining speed and trying to reach for Peter, knowing that every second that you fell you were getting further from the ship and it would be much harder for you to teleport back up... finally you managed to grab his hand.

Closing your eyes, you pictured the ship far above you, and teleported.

You hit solid metal and cried out in relief, before opening your eyes and realising that you'd only managed to get you to the outside of the ship.

"Shit!" Peter swore, clinging on to you for dear life. You held him tightly, unsure whether you could carry on holding on, let alone teleport again to actually get inside of the ship.

"But you said save the wizard!" Peter yelled, talking to Tony through his suit.

"Is Tony coming?" you asked in relief. Peter nodded and then reached up to tear his mask off, "I can't breathe!" You were feeling really quite lightheaded, but it was nothing to do with lack of oxygen, what with you being Asgardian.

"Yeah, that makes sense." Peter gasped, talking to Tony again, before swaying dangerously and pulling you both closer to the edge of the ship. Squinting down, you could see something flying towards you at high speed.

It wasn't Tony as you'd originally thought, but a suit for Peter, who incidentally had just passed out. You clung on to him with one arm until the suit was almost at your level, and then, ignoring every instinct in your body, let Peter fall from your arms.

You stayed just long enough to make sure that the suit caught him, and then squeezed your eyes shut.

One last time.

Then you teleported again, your feet hit solid ground and you promptly passed out.

...

When you opened your eyes, it took you several seconds to work out where you were. The minute you remembered the events of the past day you sat up abruptly, fighting not to throw up violently.

Before you even allowed yourself to think about Loki you scrambled to your feet and looked around at your surroundings. Loki wasn't dead, and that was all there was to it. Maw had just been toying with you, and for that you were going to make him pay.

The initial anger you'd felt burned bright before fizzing out into almost nothing, quickly turning into fear. You were on an alien spaceship headed to who knew where, but definitely towards Thanos, with a mind reading evil alien and a wizard who held an Infinity stone.

Shit, the Time stone. You'd been so wrapped up in your own problems you'd forgotten the entire reason you were on the ship in the first place. Strange, you needed to find Strange. Hopefully Maw didn't have backup; you weren't sure if you could take him on by yourself, let alone him and any others.

Reaching for your sword to find nothing yet again, you sighed and closed your eyes, reaching out for thoughts, any thoughts...

You heard Strange first: he was in intense pain. Then you heard another panicked mind, but it wasn't Maw as you'd been expecting. It was Tony. You didn't give it a second thought before teleporting to him.

"I don't wanna hear it-"

The look on Tony's face when he saw you was not the happy or relieved one you'd been expecting. He looked terrified. You turned to your left to see Peter in his new suit looking vaguely concerned.

"Hey Y/N." he said.

Not my kids. Please, god, not my kids.

Your heart contracted as you heard Tony's loud, horrified thoughts. You looked back to him, only now clocking Strange's levitating cloak hovering behind him.

"What are you doing here?" Tony asked you.

"Well, it was this or fall to my death, so I thought..."

"Don't get smart with me right now Y/N."

You bit your lip as he turned away from you and Peter, closing his eyes and running his hands through his hair roughly.

"Mr. Stark, I'm sorry, it was such a long way down and I just thought about you on the way..." Peter piped up.

"And now I gotta hear it." Tony snapped, turning back to you both. The cloak behind him seemed to shake its collar in sympathy and then shrugged. You stared at it.

"Well I kinda stuck to the side of the ship. And this suit is ridiculously intuitive, by the way, so if anything it's kinda your fault that I'm here." Peter continued. You, Tony and the cloak all looked at Peter sharply. Was he trying to make Tony feel worse?

"What did you just say?" Tony asked, his voice dangerously low like you'd never heard it before; his expression grim.

"I take that back." Peter said hastily, "And now I'm here in space."

"Yeah," Tony said, crossing to stand right in front of Peter, who was now looking full of regret, "right where I don't want you to be."

You felt the sharp pang of hurt which Peter felt at Tony's words. He really cared about what Tony thought about him; they were close. You tried not to feel jealous, aware that it was ridiculous.

"This isn't Coney Island. This isn't a fieldtrip. It's a one-way ticket. You hear me? Don't pretend like you thought this through. You could not have possibly thought this through."

"No, I did think this through." Peter argued.

"Peter-" you said gently, trying to move Tony away from him. He wasn't having any of it.

"You could not have possibly thought this through." Tony snapped, "And you!" he continued, turning on you, "I thought you had more common sense."

"My common sense told me that if we don't keep this stone from Thanos, half of the universe is going to be wiped out." you argued.

"What?!" Peter exclaimed.

Tony gestured at Peter dramatically and then gave you a sarcastic thumbs up.

"Good job, now you've freaked the kid out."

"I'm not freaking out, I just- did you say half the universe? Who- who's Thanos?" Peter stammered. You felt bad.

"We'll talk about it later." Tony waved him away, walking away to the edge of the platform that you were stood on and looking down at something below.

"Ignore him. He's just worried about you because he cares." you told Peter, putting a hand on his shoulder.

"Did you read his mind? Are you reading mine?" he asked you, looking vaguely panicked. You smiled and shook your head.

"I don't need to read his mind to see that he cares about you."

Peter nodded, and stood a little straighter. 

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A/N: right you lot this is the last update this week! I wish I could carry on posting at the rate I am but I'm quickly running out of chapters and I can feel a writing slump coming after all of this productivity... so enjoy it while it lasts<3 (maybe another chapter in the week if I get some more chapters done to celebrate 550k hehe) 

also LOVE YOU ALL 3000 FOR ALL THE HYPE THIS FIC IS GETTING!!