Alex nodded in mock seriousness. "The best kind—professional liars."
The two shared a quick thumbs-up behind Hill's image feed, a silent acknowledgment of the cover story they'd just improvised to hide what had really happened to the Tesseract.
Hill sighed, muttering something about "men with too much tech and not enough supervision," before cutting the transmission.
As the hologram faded, Tony leaned against the control console and exhaled. "Alright. That buys us some time. Fury's going to dig, but by the time he gets close, I'll have half the sensor data looped."
Alex's expression turned calm again, the faint glint in his eyes betraying amusement. "Good. Because if anyone finds out what we're really building here before it's ready… the whole world's going to panic."
Tony grinned faintly. "Then we better make sure it's worth the panic."
Outside the observation window, the Abyss Carrier slowly turned, the clouds parting as its engines ignited with silent, deep-blue light.
The ship's systems came online—layer by layer—its metallic hull rippling faintly like living steel.
Deep inside its heart, a low hum resonated… almost like a heartbeat.
Alex looked toward the glowing reactor chamber. "Phase One's complete," he murmured. "Now let's make sure no one ever gets their hands on the cube again."
Tony glanced at him. "Or at least, not without asking us first."
Alex smirked. "They can ask. Doesn't mean I'll answer."
He turned toward the central chamber where the Abyss Carrier's core pulsed with low, rhythmic light.
"Attach it to the Abyss," Alex said calmly, as if he were asking for someone to pass the salt. "This way we can travel using wormholes."
Tony, halfway through checking a diagnostic panel, froze—then slowly looked up at him.
"…That's a great plan," he admitted, blinking once. "A terrifying, physics-breaking, please-don't-blow-up-the-universe kind of plan… but still great."
Alex shrugged. "If the universe blows up, we'll know it didn't work."
Tony sighed. "Yeah, comforting. Very comforting."
Still, he nodded.
"Alright. I'll integrate the cube's signature into the Abyss' core matrix. If the ship harmonizes with it—assuming the cube doesn't decide to vaporize us—we can artificially recreate the same energy spikes that opened the portal in New York."
He walked toward the reactor module, tapping rapidly on his tablet.
"Basically," Tony continued, "we're going to build a synthetic Tesseract drive. Controlled wormhole jumps. No Chitauri invasion, no yelling Norse gods, no unstable portals."
Alex raised a brow. "And no having to ask the universe for permission."
Tony grinned. "Exactly. We make our own rules."
"okay then I will leave , you can work on your own" Alex said a Tony nodded, he prefer working on his own anyway.
Tony turned back toward the Abyss Carrier's humming core, rolling his shoulders as he pulled up the interface on his tablet.
"Alright, initiating synchronization sequence now. Let's see if this ship likes cosmic artifacts as much as you do."
He tapped a command.
The lights inside the chamber dimmed, then flared into a deep blue glow as the containment module opened—revealing the Tesseract, fully reformed and pulsing with slow, immense breaths of Space energy.
The Abyss Carrier reacted instantly.
Runes etched into the demonic alloy lit up one by one, spreading out in concentric rings across the floor and walls. A low, resonant hum filled the chamber—like a creature waking up.
Tony stepped back, impressed despite himself.
"Okay… it's either syncing with the Tesseract or preparing to eat it. Hard to tell."
The ship's core shifted, tendrils of liquid metal extending toward the cube, stopping just an inch short. Waiting.
"Alright, buddy," Tony muttered to the ship. "Be gentle."
He tapped the final command.
Shrikk…
The lights flickered—once, twice—and then everything went completely dark.
Tony stood there in the pitch black, only the faint red glow of the Abyss Carrier's blood-runes illuminating the chamber.
"…And that didn't work," Tony mumbled, standing frozen in the shadows, lit only by the eerie crimson veins crawling across the walls.
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Alex, meanwhile, was already back at his home—the top suite of Morrow Tower.
The tower had once been Fisk's building, but after killing him, Alex took it over.
Now, everyone had shifted there.
Down in the customized basement, Alex walked in and raised an eyebrow.
"What are you guys doing?"
His demonic girlfriends, his human girlfriends, and his demonic butler Mygarth were all gathered around a containment table when Alex entered.
"Nothing major," Mygarth said. "While helping others, we managed to bag some Chitauri. At first, when you destroyed the mothership, we assumed they all died. But after more research, we discovered something else. Their brains didn't die—they were shut down. More like an artificially induced coma."
Alex raised a brow. "So you're telling me these aliens have a chip inside their bodies that forces obedience… and once the puppet master dies, they just freeze? They don't know what to do without commands?"
"Exactly," Mygarth nodded.
Colleen leaned over the Chitauri body, fascinated. "How interesting… their tech is so advanced that even their death-state has protocols layered into it."
Maria shuddered slightly. "I'd say it's horrifying. Imagine an entire species ending up like this from a single action."
Sue crossed her arms, frowning. "Whatever it is, I hope SHIELD doesn't let this technology spread on Earth. If some not-so-good organization gets their hands on it… they'll create unending armies."
Mygarth shook his head slowly. "I don't think that's possible. The Chitauri were thorough. They ensured that if a Chitauri soldier was captured, none of their tech could be reverse-engineered. At best, someone on Earth might learn how to implant a basic neural-link chip into a human brain. But controlling an entire army through it?" He paused, rubbing his chin. "Only a truly insane genius could develop a program that could override a system like this. Someone far beyond normal human capability."
"…So it is bad," Alex muttered.
Mygarth nodded reluctantly.
Alex sighed. "I really hope SHIELD doesn't let any of this leak."
Then he glanced at them all, narrowing his eyes slightly. "So don't tell me you were poking around all this just because you were bored?"
Mygarth coughed lightly. "Well, that—and we were curious. Especially about what happens if we apply demonic energy to these… coma patients."
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