"The hell happened to this planet?" Quill asked. "It's eight degrees off it's axis. Gravitational pull is all over the place."

"Yeah, got one advantage. He's coming to us. We'll use it. All right, I have a plan." Tony started. "Or at least the beginnings of one."

"As long as it's better than Quill's 12% of a plan." (Y/N) added. Quill glared at her.

"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 was interrupted by a loud yawn from Drax. "Are you yawning?" He asked in disbelief. "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.'"

"Okay, Mr.Clean is on his own page."

"See, 'not winging it' isn't really what they do." Quill explained.

"Uh, what exactly is it that they do?" Peter asked, gesturing more to Mantis and Drax than (Y/N).

"Kick names, take ass." Mantis said, trying to sound tough.

"Yeah, that's right." Drax agreed. Tony just sighed.

"Alright, just get over here, please." Tony said, the guardians didn't move. "Mr Lord, can you get your folks to circle up?"

"'Mr Lord'. Star-Lord is fine." Quill noted before he gestured his head towards his directions. The others walked over.

"We gotta coalesce." Tony began. "'Cause if all we come at him with is a plucky attitude-"

"Dude, don't call us 'plucky'." Quill interrupted. "We don't know what it means. Alright, 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."

"Tell him about the dance-off to save the universe." Drax added.

"What dance-off?" Tony asked.

"It's nothing." Quill stuttered.

"Like in 'Footloose', the movie?" Peter asked.

"Exactly like 'Footloose'! Is it still the greatest movie in history?"

"It never was." Peter admitted. Quill looked at him disgustingly.

"Don't encourage this, all right?" Tony demanded.

"Okay."

"We're getting no help from Flash gordon here."

"Flash Gordon?" Quill repeated. "By the way, that's a compliment. Don't forget, I'm half human. So that 50% of me that's stupid, that's 100% you." He pointed at Tony and Peter.

"Your math is blowing my mind." Tony complimented sarcastically.

"Excuse me?" Mantis stopped the conversation. "But does your friend often do that?" She asked as she gestured towards Dr Strange, who levitated while his head seemed to glitch in different directions. Stark walked over to him.

"Strange, we all right?" He asked. Dr Strange continued as it seemed to get worse. He snapped out of it and gasped as he fell. Tony caught and stabled him. "You're back. You're all right." He reassured.

"Hey, what was that?" Peter asked.

"I went forward in time to view alternate futures. To see all the possible outcomes of the coming conflict." Strange explained.

"How many did you see?" (Y/N) asked.

"14,000,605."

"How many did we win?" Tony asked. Dr Strange took a breath before revealing his answer.

"One."

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Thanos walked through a cloudy portal onto Titan's surface.

"Oh, yeah." A voice called. Thanos looked up to see Dr Strange sitting on a crumbled stone step. "You're much more of a Thanos."

"I take it the Maw is dead. This day extracts a heavy toll. Still, he accomplished his mission."

"You may regret that. He brought you face-to-face with the Master of the Mystic Arts."

"And where do you think he brought you?"

"Let me guess. Your home?"

"It was. And it was beautiful." Thanos used the reality stone to turn the surroundings into a gorgeous green and bright blue scenery. It turned Titan back into the happy and healthy planet it once was. "Titan was like most planets. Too many mouths, not enough to go around. And when we faced extinction, I offered a solution."

"Genocide." Dr Strange said plainly. 

"But random, dispassionate, fair to rich and poor alike. They called me a madman. And what I predicted came to pass." Titan turned back to what it truly was.

"Congratulations, you're a prophet."

"I'm a surviver."

"Who wants to murder trillions."

"With all six stones, I could simply snap my fingers. They would all cease to exist. I call that... mercy."

"And then what?" Dr Strange asked as he stood up.

"I'd finally rest... and watch the sun rise on a grateful universe. The hardest choices require the strongest wills."

"I think you'll find our will equal to yours." Strange challenged as he created forcefields with his fists.

"Our?" Thanos repeated with confusion.

A/N

Hope you enjoyed these two short chapters. The battle begins in the next chapter :)