"Even though I am not happy that I got killed. Still happy that we got a sample of the armor," Tony walked around the confined armor, circling.

"You mean we got killed?" Anthony tilted his head, "Minster Fantastic, what do you think?"

"Hmm?" Reed spoke up, "Well, I already have much data on the Darkforce. I am 90% sure-"

"No, no, not that," Anthony interrupted him, "I mean, who was killed? Me? Him or both?"

"Huh?" Reed was confused when Hank (Secret Earth) sarcastically spoke, "That's what you can expect from Starks, jokes."

Janet (Secret Earth) sighed, "Hank, cut it out. The Quantum Field around the armor is corrupt. I have seen something similar, but it was the opposite of this."

"Oh? Something similar to Dormammu?" Maria had been waiting for a quick answer when she heard this.

"Yes. It was when Primo...um...overwrote the properties of Quantum Realm by sheer will. You can understand it as making Gravity act like fire, water, or thunder. Even though this will is not enough to overwrite the world. It's there, and it's invasive, trying to surround the world before breaking it down into smaller particles. Before reforming it as a part of itself."

"Great, all we need is a Primo, and we can get started," Tony clapped his hand, "Where is that guy?"

Maria pressed her lips, shrugging, "No idea. The last we heard, he was providing relief to planets that had been ravaged by Thanos. Primo runs malls, spaceship repair shops, tattoo shops, even massage parlors. Currently, he owns more planets than we have named. He is currently allied with the Nova Empire. And is the Leader of Galaxy wide Security Company called Guardians of the Galaxy."

"Huh, so he is flourishing. Now it almost sounds like Earth was the bad girlfriend that was holding him back," Anthony chuckled.

"Wow, that seemed spot on," Tony gave a look of respect to Anthony, "Now, it's about time we call Mr. Guardian of the Galaxy back to his ex-girlfriend."

Maria looked away, "Can you guys do it? I really don't want to show him my face. Or let him hear my voice or know about my existence?"

Hank scoffed, "That's what you get for scheming behind his back."

Janet patted his shoulder, "Maria, can you connect with Natasha?"

"That I can do," Maria went with the better option when the lab's door opened, and Natasha walked in.

She seemed confident in her next words, "You called?"

"You psychic?"

"Maybe," Natasha mysteriously smiled at Bruce, blinking.

"Nat, where is Jay?" Janet directly came to the topic.

"He's with the kids, protecting them. Wanda had to go and stop Sephiroth from destroying the other Earth."

"Ah, yes. I think everyone saw that" Anthony's mouth twitched.

"About that," Natasha hesitated, "You remember how when Sephiroth was born, Dormammu planted Darkforce? When he tried destroying the Dark Earth, Wanda stopped him long enough for Dormammu to make that Darkforce become active."

"Are you saying that we...scored a goal for the other team?" Bruce raised his eyebrows.

"A big one," Natasha nodded, "So Wanda has to stay over just to make sure that Sephiroth doesn't get taken over. And Jay is protecting the kids since Dormammu might learn about them from Sephiroth's memories."

Janet worriedly asked, "Can you get in contact with Primo. Before we jump in...some more information would be nice."

Natasha thought for a moment, "I can't, but I know someone who can. Although we might have to put down the Quantum Field Disruptor to allow her to teleport."

Maria nodded, "Contact her. We can match the timing since we can't put the Quantum Field Disrupters for long."

"I understand," Natasha tapped on the watch on her wrist.

"It's going to turn into something high-tech?" Maria curiously looked at the watch, which took the shape of a phone.

"Hm? No...just a satellitte phone?"

"Oh."

Natasha walked to the side, talking on the phone before looking back at Maria, "Ok, put them down."

There was a flash of white light, and a mature woman with blonde hair and green eyes was standing in the room, "No need. We have ways around that."

"Ok," Maria raised her eyebrows, "Thank you...for telling us."

Reed Richards, who, unlike others, was lost in studying the armor with both of Doctor Strange, looked up, "I am interested in those ways around, but for now, I need to see Primo. Can I?"

"No."

"Umm...ok? Sorry, did you say no?" Reed confusedly looked at her.

Commander White emotionlessly nodded.

He looked around, "Any help?"

"Why exactly?" Bruce confusedly asked, "You do see that head in the sky, right? It's kind of an emergency?"

"I know," White nodded, "But I have my orders from Sir Primo that he doesn't want to be disturbed or hear anything related to Earth. Unless it's business-related."

"I don't see a business staying if the Earth doesn't stay. I think this is a very businessy decision that he should be informed of?" Tony rolled his eyes at Commander White.

Commander White shot him a look, "Then let me make this clear for you. With Lord Primo's cosmic awareness, he would have been here if he wanted to be here. If he is not here? He doesn't want to be here."

She touched the ear-com, "We are done here. I have better things to do."

A white pillar covered her, teleporting her away, leaving a stunned group of people.

"That idiot! Throwing a tantrum at a time like this!" Hank slammed the table in anger.

Janet let out a sigh, rubbing her eyes, "We might have to handle this on our own...but I know someone that might be able to convince him to come back."

"Who?"

"My daughter."

"Oh, honeytrap, nice," Anthony grinned.

Sometime later, Prometheus Type-2,

Hope walked inside a scientific lab, with tens of supercomputers against the wall, connected to wires lying across the floor, connected to a spherical alloyed mechanism in between.

She tilted her head, looking at Primo in front of the machine, "Uncle, Is this more important than saving Earth?"

"Yes," Primo glanced back at Hope, smiling, "You still calling me Uncle."

Hope grinned, hugging him from behind, licking the back of his neck, "You will always be my dearest Uncle."

Primo closed one of his eyes in response, watching the virtual screens with the other one as he studied the data, "Oh."

Hope sucked on his ear, licking it, running her hand over his white shirt, moving to his groin, "I want you."

"Ok."

Hope let out a short laugh, tilting her head, kissing his neck, "I won't even ask you to come back to Earth."

"I know. I am busy, Hope."

"What are you doing?" Hope curiously looked towards the machine in the center.

"Creating an artificial soul to contain the Darkforce."

Hope blinked, "How?"

"The same way that I made the Heart of Innocence."

"Hmm," Hope blinked, "Wait, wasn't the main ingredient in the Heart was..."

Primo's eyes and lips curved into a genuine smile, "Right, he picked the fight. I'll finish this."

Genosha,

Sephiroth moved, with Wanda's crimson energy covering his body, stopping the Darkforce that was leaking from his body.

"How long can you hold it?" Wanda worriedly asked.

"Not long. This body will only last for so long before it spreads to other bodies."

"Sorry," Wanda apologetically spoke, "If there was only one of them, then you would have been able to hold much longer."

Usually, Dormammu couldn't interfere with this universe so freely. But with the Convergence with the Dark Universe, all three Dormammus were active in the material universe.

Sephiroth caressed Wanda's cheek through the crimson energy, "No need to apologize. This is what I asked you to do...stop me when necessary. It's because I know that you are here to stop me that I don't have to worry about my impulsive nature."

Wanda put her palm over his, pressing her lips, smiling, "I don't like it...when you die. Even it's just your body."

"I might not die," Sephiroth raised his body from the edge of the bed, dragging his feet towards the balcony of his room. He stood at the edge, leaning forward, gazing at the sky.

"Convergence is a phenomenon born my will to be whole. That means the energies from the parts of me that have been waiting outside. Till now, it was Three Vs. Three. But soon, the odds will be in my favor...if I can hold out that long. Moreover, it might not come to this at all," Sephiroth let out a smile, closing his eyes, "If it worked."