Chapter 6.1- All of Infinity in the Palm of my Hands

Ronan The Accuser. The Kree warlord and servant of Thanos. I watched with a scowl as his people went across the town, dragging citizens from their homes and forcing them into the central square. Expanding m vision showed me that what was happening here was either happening or had already taken place in the hundreds of other settlements across the planet.

The settlements they’d finished with were littered with bodies and mourning citizens and it didn’t take a genius to figure out what they were doing. Not like I had much figuring out to do as canon seemed to be playing out in real time. The citizens were being gathered, counted and then half of them were randomly chosen before being killed. A textbook execution of Thanos’ unique brand of insanity. The soldiers moved almost mechanically as they carried out their orders, their movements smooth and well-practised. This wasn’t their first time. They’d done this in who knows how many planets? Fuck them. Fuck this. I could hear my heart beating and feel the blood rushing in my body.

One of them slammed my door open as two others rushed in, blasters pointed straight at me. I just smiled before feeling a familiar feeling take over my eyes as my vision turned red for a split second. When I could see other colours again, the two assailants that had barged in were missing most of their upper bodies. The last one was less fortunate as his death wasn’t instant. I flew over to him as he entered and tossed him right back the way he came. A look at him told me he’d broken at least a few bones and a deeper one showed multiple internal injuries. He wouldn’t be getting up.

Walking back into my workshop, I picked up the diamond shaped puck that contained my suit and placed it on my chest before closing my eyes as the sensation of having the nanites that made up the suit travelled across my body. At least I no longer had to make any changes to it. Ronan had done me the favour of bringing me a ship.

I flew out and the Kree found that they were no longer the apex predators. First of all, I rushed towards Drax’s home and picked up the one that was beating on the man before snapping his neck in one gesture. The helmet they wore offered no protection to his compatriot as I punched right through his head. The gore dripped from my fist as Drax, Ovette and Kamalia stared at me in what looked like shock.

“Gather everyone. Keep them safe. I’ll handle this” I said to the farmer before zooming off and continuing to deal with the soldiers as I passed them. Not a single one of them offered anything even resembling resistance as I made my way to the centre of the settlement where I could see Ronan. With power like this, I was forced to wonder why the Kryptonians in the original DC Universe simply hadn’t conquered the entire thing under the influence of the yellow suns that littered the galaxy. Considering I had access to multiple accounts of what happened to our people under the golden rays, it wasn’t like they’d been ignorant of the power. All I knew was that at some point, roughly five centuries before Krypton’s end, the council had ruled that all research into the effects of solar radiation on Kryptonian biology was to cease and be classified. Why they did it, I had no idea. It was almost as nonsensical as the decision to end all work on space travel and destroy all spacecraft on the planet.

The thoughts on something completely unrelated allowed me to continue my slaughter of the Kree soldiers as I moved for Ronan. Their screams, their attempts to lay down their arms, their calls for backup. I ignored them all as I did the butcher’s work and killed them down to the man. When I was sure that none remained in the settlement that took me in, I flew for the centre and found Ronan there, leaning against his warhammer.

I won’t even lie. Ronan’s hammer was one hell of a weapon. At least three-quarters as long as I was tall, with a wide and narrow end, it made for a fearsome sight. In contrast, the man that leaned against it was lesser. Ronan the Accuser looked just like all the other Kree I’d killed on the way here. Sure, his armour was much more distinctive, with a cloak that hid his blue skin from the beating of the sun above us. And the face paint was a nice touch, but all in all, beyond standing at least half a head taller than me where I’d dwarfed all the other kree, he was much like the others.

“Who are you?” He asked in a deep gravelly voice.

“What does that matter to a dead man?” I asked with a smirk on my face. A smirk that sent his hackles rising, but before he could do anything, I was flying at him with my fist outstretched.

To his credit, he managed to swing the hammer at me before I reached him. I even allowed the hammer hit me right in the chest, but all the impact did was knock away a few leaves and empty cups from last night. I just looked at him, putting on my best sneer before I grabbed him by the neck and drew him closer to me, applying pressure as I did so.

“If you want to live beyond today, you will call off your soldiers across the planet and have them all assemble here. All the operators of that ship of yours will also evacuate it and come right here.” I said to him, voice lowering to a growl as I brought us face to face with little to separate us.

He looked at me, face not twisting even with the pain I knew he was feeling. He just brought his wrist to his mouth before speaking, “Destroy it all” He said, and I watched in shock as the ship’s crew began aiming all the ships weapons, of which there were quite a few, right at us.

“Bold, but stupid” I said, after ripping his head from his body and picking up the hammer. Before they could fire, I flew right at them at my top speed, covering the distance in seconds. I ripped through the ship’s hull as I flew towards the command center. In  seconds, I floated among them, and just in time.

As one of them was about to click the button I suspected would unleash the payload, I severed the hand from the body in a blast of heat and announced my presence by landing and coughing. When they turned to me, I gave them the same terms I’d given their boss only seconds earlier.

Of course, just like him, they didn’t listen. In a matter of minutes, the control room was a mess of brain matter and bodies as I killed them all with Ronan’s hammer.

A/N; Beginning of new chapter?