In the aftermath of The Battle of New York, and with the Avengers having gone their separate ways for the time being, (Y/N)'s life seemed to be regaining a sense of normalcy.

Well, as much 'normalcy' as the life of a superhero-goddess would allow.

She and her colleagues had just saved the world from total destruction, she had finally cemented herself as a fully-fledged Agent of S.H.I.E.LD, and most importantly - her and Brendon had reached some common ground.

But in the world of superheroes and villains, good guys and bad guys - there's truly never any rest for the wicked.

And soon enough, along with the ever-willing and eager trio known as The Hounds, (Y/N) and Brendon head off to Brendon's hometown of Las Vegas on a mission that would prove to be especially precarious, and deliver more than a few surprises...

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❛ IT WASN'T SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN LIKE THIS. ❜

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"You didn't do it because you're not me."

" You saying I'm too weak? "

"No, I'm saying the opposite. To do what you did - to spare his life - that took strength. You're strong, and you're something even better. You're good. Pure good. You're not like me."

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❛ WHICH, IN 'BRENDON TERMS', MEANS "IT WASN'T SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN AT ALL", RIGHT?❜

ʙᴏᴅʏɢᴜᴀʀᴅ ɪᴠ: ᴠᴇɢᴀs ʟɪɢʜᴛs

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