This was it… The Avengers lay splayed out on the battlefield injured. And there they stand, dust whipping around them in a vortex due to the breeze. The city that once stood here now burnt to nothing but ashes… All from my one love… The love I have to kill to save Earth… Tears roll down my cheeks as my grip around my dagger almost drops. My heart wrenches... I don’t want to kill them…

"Songbird… It’s not to late…"

I lie as I try to ignore the wiped out landscape that used to be New York.