Thanos Attacks Again

As the white light spread outward from the Avengers Compound, a light drizzle was falling on the plains of Wakanda.

T'Challa walked out from the curtain of rain, his Black Panther Suit still intact. He stood in place, looking at his palm as raindrops slid down his fingertips, his memory lingering on that battle from five years ago, right down to the final moment before turning to ash.

Okoye knelt on the ground, her forehead pressed against her spear. She was crying, her tears mixing with the falling rain.

Five years. She had thought the king was never coming back.

T'Challa reached out and helped her up.

"What happened?" he asked.

Okoye shook her head, her voice trembling. "Your Majesty, you've been gone for five years. Now... now you're back."

Not just Wakanda.

In New York's Times Square, pedestrians suddenly appeared in the middle of the street.

Someone standing in the flow of traffic jumped back, startled by a slamming taxi.

Someone appeared at the doorway of a remodeled store, looking blankly at unfamiliar signs.

A girl in a school uniform hugged her backpack and squatted on the ground, remembering only that she had just walked out of school before everything went blank.

Now she stood up, noticing that everyone around her was staring at her, some crying and some laughing.

On a certain street in San Francisco, Scott Lang's daughter Cassie was walking home.

She stopped in her tracks, watching a group of people suddenly appear across the street.

A woman in a nurse's uniform had fallen to the ground and was being helped up.

A man driving a car found that his vehicle had vanished and stood shouting in place.

Cassie took out her phone, the screen flooded with news notifications.

"A massive wave of missing persons is