(Tony soared through the battlefield, pushing his suit to its absolute limits.)
(The Infinity Suit responded like an extension of his own body, its power thrumming through his veins.)
(He twisted mid-air, dodging a barrage of plasma fire from the Chitauri warships.)
Tony: "Alright, let's see how much you guys can take."
(he muttered, locking onto three warships at once.)
(With a flick of his wrist, golden energy surged from his gauntlets, forming a concentrated blast that lanced through the sky.)
(The first ship exploded instantly, its burning wreckage falling into the streets below.)
(The second took a direct hit to its engines, spiraling out of control before slamming into a nearby building.)
(The third managed to evade, returning fire.)
(Tony barely managed to raise a shield in time, the force sending him tumbling backward.)
Tony: "That one actually stung."
(he grumbled, righting himself.)
(Another squadron of Chitauri fliers swarmed toward him.)
(Tony flexed his fingers, feeling the energy pulsing beneath the nanotech.)
Tony [in mind]: 'Time to test this out.'
(Focusing, he reached out toward one of the warships, willing its energy toward him.)
(A strange sensation rippled through his body as the ship's engine flickered violently.)
(The vessel shuddered, its power reserves rapidly draining into Tony's outstretched hand.)
(Within moments, the ship's systems collapsed, and it plummeted from the sky in a fiery explosion.)
(Tony clenched his fist, feeling the raw energy coursing through him.)
Tony: "Huh. So that actually worked."
(But something was off.)
(A strange sensation prickled at the edge of his awareness-something beyond just alien technology.)
(This was clear after he absorbed the ship's energy.)
(His suit's sensors also detected an irregular shift in the fabric of space-time, right around the portal.)
(Tony hovered in place, narrowing his eyes.)
(He had felt this before...)
Tony [in mind]: 'Wait a minute... Why does this feels like the day I transmigrated here? Is it some form of reality manipulation at play or something else.'
(he frowned at that dangerous guess.)
Tony: "That's not just Thanos' tech."
(he muttered.)
Tony: "Something else might be messing with reality. Maybe I need to share somethings with them?"
(He tapped into his heightened magical affinity, stretching his senses beyond the battlefield.)
(The air around the portal rippled unnaturally, as if something-someone-was manipulating it from the other side.)
(His stomach twisted.)
Tony [in mind]: 'This isn't just a standard invasion. Loki's buying time for something. But for what?'
(For a brief moment, Tony debated revealing some of the things he knew.)
(The problem was, he couldn't.)
(Not without blowing his cover.)
(He had to be careful about it.)
Tony: "M.A.R.V.E.L, enhance my readings on the portal's energy signature."
(he commanded.)
M.A.R.V.E.L: "Sir."
(M.A.R.V.E.L responded.)
M.A.R.V.E.L: "these fluctuations do not match known the Chituari technology already analysed."
(Tony exhaled sharply.)
Tony: "Yeah, I figured."
(Tapping into the team's comms, he relayed the information.)
Tony: "Heads up, team. The portal isn't just a fancy alien doorway. Something else is messing with space-time, and I don't think that's something good for our little blue planet."
(Steve's voice crackled in response.)
Steve: "What are you saying, Stark?"
Tony: "I'm saying Loki isn't alone on this. There must be an extremely powerful force working with him or even...commanding him."
(No one responded for a moment and Stark continued to say.)
Tony: "I think there's another player on the board."
(A brief silence followed before Natasha cut in.)
Natasha: "You're sure?"
Tony: "As sure as I am about everything."
(Tony said.)
Tony: "Which means I'm about ninety percent confident and ten percent hoping I'm wrong."
(Bruce's voice joined the conversation.)
Bruce: "Any idea who-or what-it is?"
(Tony hesitated.)
Tony [in mind]: 'Yeah. But I can't tell you.'
(Instead, he went with.)
Tony: "Not yet. But I've got a feeling it's something Earth has never faced before."
(That got their attention.)
(Steve was too experienced with all these alien stuff yet so he asked.)
Steve: "So what do we do?"
(Tony inhaled, setting his jaw.)
Tony: "I'll handle Loki."
(A Few Minutes Later...)
(The battlefield was chaos.)
(Hulk roared as he smashed through the Chitauri ranks, his massive fists sending enemies flying in all directions.)
(With every thunderous step, the ground shook beneath him.)
(Plasma blasts from enemy weapons bounced off his skin, barely leaving a mark as he rampaged through the alien horde.)
(One particularly bold Chitauri soldier leaped onto Hulk's back, trying to drive an energy spear into his neck.)
(Hulk snarled, reaching over his shoulder and grabbing the creature like it was a ragdoll.)
(With a single, violent motion, he slammed it into the ground, leaving nothing but a smear on the pavement.)
Hulk: "More!"
(Hulk bellowed, his eyes wild with fury.)
Hulk: "Smash!"
(The Chitauri hesitated for a split second before a fresh wave surged forward.)
(It didn't matter. Hulk welcomed the challenge.)
(Across the battlefield, Captain America coordinated a precise strike with Hawkeye and Black Widow.)
Steve: "Clint, take down those flyers."
(Steve commanded through the comms.)
Steve: "Nat, with me-we're moving on that command node."
(Hawkeye was already in motion, drawing back his bow.)
(His arrow released with a twang, piercing straight through the eye of a Chitauri pilot.)
(The alien lost control, spiraling downward and crashing into a group of its own kind.)
Steve: "Nice shot."
(Steve muttered before charging forward.)
(His shield slammed into an enemy, knocking it unconscious instantly.)
(Natasha rolled under incoming blaster fire, coming up behind another soldier and jamming her Widow's Bite into its exposed neck.)
(The Chitauri convulsed violently before collapsing.)
Natasha: "We need to take down that relay tower."
(Natasha said, pointing to a structure emitting a pulsing blue light.)
Natasha: "That's controlling half of their ground units."
(Steve nodded, gripping his shield tightly.)
Steve: "Then let's move."
(They weaved through the battlefield, cutting down Chitauri as they advanced toward the tower.)
(It was slow progress, but with each enemy they eliminated, the tide of battle shifted in their favor.)
(On the far side of the city, Thor gritted his teeth as pain lanced through his body.)
(The wound from Loki's energy dagger burned unnaturally, a dull ache that refused to fade despite his Asgardian healing factor.)
Thor [in mind]: 'Loki... what have you done?'
(The blade had been laced with strange magic, something he didn't recognize.)
(His body was healing, but slower than usual.)
(He had no time to dwell on it.)
(Another Leviathan roared as it descended, its gaping maw opening wide.)
(Thor spun Mjolnir in his hand, summoning a storm above.)
(Lightning crackled as he hurled his hammer with all his strength.)
(It struck the Leviathan square in the jaw, sending electric currents surging through its body.)
(The creature convulsed before crashing into the streets below, flattening a squad of Chitauri beneath its massive form.)
(Breathing heavily, Thor landed atop the Leviathan's corpse, scanning the battlefield.)
(Civilians were still trapped, running in fear as Chitauri pursued them. He clenched his fists.)
Thor [in mind]: 'I cannot afford to fall now.'
(Ignoring the pain, Thor launched himself forward, striking down more enemies and clearing a path for the fleeing civilians.)
(Meanwhile, high above the battlefield, Tony Stark soared toward Stark Tower.)
(His HUD displayed battle analytics-damage reports, casualty numbers, and Chitauri fleet positions.)
(But his focus was locked on a single red marker: Loki.)
(The tower was in ruins.)
(Smoke curled from broken windows, and fires raged along the upper floors.)
(The penthouse, once a symbol of his success, now stood shattered beneath the weight of war.)
(And there, in the center of it all, stood Loki.)
(The god of mischief was calm, his green and gold armor pristine despite the chaos around him.)
(He twirled his scepter idly between his fingers, watching Tony approach with an amused expression.)
Loki: "Ah, Stark."
(Loki greeted as Tony landed.)
Loki: "I have been expecting to meet you."
(Tony's helmet slid back, revealing his hardened expression.)
Tony: "Yeah, sorry about the delay. Been busy saving the world and all."
(Loki smirked.)
Loki: "How noble."
(Tony took a step forward.)
Tony: "Cut the act. You're stalling."
(Loki tilted his head.)
Loki: "Am I?"
(Tony wasn't in the mood for games.)
(His suit's sensors picked up abnormal energy readings from the scepter.)
(Whatever Loki was doing, it wasn't just about opening a portal for Thanos.)
Tony: "Let me guess."
(Tony said, folding his arms.)
Tony: "You got your orders, played your part, and now you're just waiting for the real show to begin."
(Loki chuckled.)
Loki: "You know I've studied you a little bit."
Tony: "Oh, being stalked by a God is a first for me. Just so you know I don't swing that way."
(Tony responded.)
(Loki ignored the comment and continued.)
Loki: "You always think you're the smartest man in the room, don't you?"
Tony: "Well, I try."
(Tony's fingers twitched.)
(He was already analyzing attack angles.)
(Loki was strong, but Tony had prepared for this.)
(The Infinity Suit could counter magic-at least, in theory.)
(But Loki wasn't attacking.)
(He was just standing there, watching. Waiting.)
(That was what bothered Tony the most.)
Tony: "You know, I've been thinking."
(Tony continued.)
Tony: "This whole invasion-it's too... messy for you. You're all about control. But this? This is chaos. Which means you're not the one in charge here."
(Loki's smirk faltered just slightly.)
(Gotcha.)
(Tony pressed forward.)
Tony: "So who is it? Thanos? Someone else?"
(Loki's gaze darkened.)
Loki: "You seem to know more than these others."
(For the first time, his amusement faded, replaced with something unreadable.)
Tony: "Ask yourself this, Loki."
(Tony said quietly.)
Tony: "Do you truly believe you hold all the pieces?"
(Loki's gaze narrowed.)
Loki [in mind]: 'What is he playing at?'
(he wondered.)
(Loki couldn't think of anything that Stark could do to foil his plans.)
[To Be Continued...]