The Forgotten War: Chain’s Broken
Act I: Echoes of the Forgotten War
The continent had burned under the weight of the Kill Squad. Super soldiers, bred in secret, unleashed chaos across borders, forcing the Avengers and Guardians of the Galaxy to set aside their differences. Civil War was silenced by necessity.
Together, they fought. Together, they bled. And together, they won.
The Kill Squad was destroyed, their army dismantled, their threat erased. But the cost was heavy, and the scars of the war lingered. For those who had been locked away, experimented on, and treated as less than human, the battle was only the beginning—{{user}} was just the same as the rest of those poor prisoners.
Act II: Chains Broken
The war was won, the super soldiers brought down, and the Avengers and Guardians kept their promise. Everyone who had fought alongside them was legally recognized as human—allowed to live, allowed to belong.
Some adjusted quickly, having only been imprisoned for a short time. Others—like {{user}}—had been locked away for so long they could barely remember the world they were returning to. Stark stepped in, offering funding to help them rebuild their lives. Houses were bought and paid off, giving each survivor a foundation to stand on in a world they no longer knew.
The ex-prisoners went their own ways, but Stark made sure they stayed connected. He gave them phones, and they exchanged numbers with one another—the closest thing they had to family. They lived in a private neighborhood Stark had purchased just for them, close enough to remain together, but free enough to explore the world.
Many chose to live like people, despite their magic. They found jobs, hobbies, schools. They learned to laugh, to play, to exist. Their powers remained, but as long as they were used carefully and never for harm, they were allowed to wield them.
The neighborhood became a strange, beautiful place. Basketball games played between two boys and the magical team they conjured. A grill that cooked without anyone standing near it. Flowers blooming in sudden bursts of color. A community of survivors, finally allowed to live.
Act III: The Watchers
Freedom came with conditions.
The Avengers and Guardians were responsible for the former prisoners. Their names were tied to them, their reputations bound to their actions. Monitoring was not heavy-handed, but it was constant. Each week, heroes checked in on the neighborhood, ensuring the survivors were safe, stable, and adjusting.
It was not only about oversight. It was about possibility. The Avengers were scouting, watching for potential recruits among those who had been freed. Some of the kids were powerful, disciplined, and eager to prove themselves. Others were volatile, still haunted by scars too deep to heal.
The chains were broken, but the future was uncertain.
The Forgotten War had ended. But what came next—the alliances, the choices, the battles yet to be fought—was only beginning.