Downtown New York, America.
A massive, donut-shaped Interstellar Ship descended from the sky, its underside hovering close to the bustling street. Something inside it spun rapidly, generating a powerful wind that blew cars, billboards, even parts of buildings into a chaotic mess.
Countless pieces of trash flew into the sky, creating a scene as if the apocalypse had arrived. Pedestrians on the street fled in panic.
It was as if the area had been cleared.
A blue beam shot out from the Interstellar Ship, revealing a frail white-haired old man, an alien monster wielding a massive axe, and a blue-skinned woman in a cloak on the cleared road ahead.
All three radiated evil and powerful auras. They looked at the fleeing pedestrians as though they were lower life-forms.
"Who is in charge here? Could they come out and have a word with us?" the white-haired old man said softly, yet his voice carried far down the street.
The alien monster opened his vicious maw, his words carrying a faint growl. "Why bother with all that? Just destroy this city, and whatever we're looking for will turn up!"
"Cull Obsidian, you're as savage as ever." The blue-skinned woman covered her mouth with her slender right hand and giggled, her slim body swaying as she laughed. "We are civilized people. We should talk if possible, and negotiate if we can."
Above a skyscraper beside the attacked street.
A gold-and-red figure streaked over from afar on blazing flames, slowing only as it approached. Only then could it be seen that there were actually two people. One was Iron Man, clad in a new Iron Man Armor, while the other was Little Spider-Man, whom he held by the right hand and who wore what appeared to be a matching Spider-Suit.
The pair, one large