Interlude Sebastian Quill
Sebastian Quill was just sitting on the porch of his house. Recently, the world learned about aliens. However, Sebastian knew about them for a long time. They kidnapped his grandson. He remembered seeing it. He ran after Peter, who fled the hospital in despair. Sebastian saw the space ship. Of course, Peter was reported missing, but Sebastian knew it was useless. His daughter Meredith's funeral soon followed. His wife Agatha died a few years ago. He was left alone. He was even doing well, though he felt lonely.
Unexpectedly, aliens have fallen from the skies in New York. All people across the planet were shocked. Maybe outside the government and people who believe in conspiracy theories. Sebastian was not surprised. There was a thought in his heart that maybe Peter was with them. However, nothing has been heard of a human. The only conspiracy theories he found revolved around the Norse gods. One of them even turned out to be a hero during the invasion now. Thor, the God of Thunder and the God of Fertility, although people remembered less about this aspect of his deity. Sebastian was a logical man. He really wanted to go to these heroes and tell them about his grandson, but it was pointless. Even if they believed him, how could they help him? The space was large. Sebastian was holding a photo of his dead daughter and grandson in his hand, staring at the starry sky. Like every night. Then he saw the ship.
Totally different from the one in his memory.
A young man emerged from the ship. He looked little like Meredith, but it always was. He was tall now in an orange jacket with stubble on his face.
Peter always resembled an unknown father.
Sebastian felt tears.
Despite his aching bones, he ran to him.
This time he made it.
This time, Peter was right in front of him
"Grandpa," said Peter. Sebastian hugged his grandson tightly. He came back home. After so many years, he finally came back. Meredith could rest in peace.
"You came home," Sebastian replied, but Peter grimaced. Sebastian looked at the expression on his face, surprised. Why wasn't Peter happy to be back? He ran away from his torturers! He should be happy.
"This isn't my home. Not anymore. Can I see my mother's grave?" He asked.
Something broke in Sebastian.
Every night he prayed for his grandson's return.
Peter did not consider Earth his home.
It is impossible. This is absurd!
After all, he was born here. Here he was raised by Meredith until she died. From here he was kidnapped by aliens. This was his home!
"I will take you to Meredith's grave. But how can you say this is not your home! What about your mother?" Sebastian was indignant. How could Peter spit these words on his daughter's grave?
"Not a word about my mother. I had a commission here and wanted to visit her grave. Then I go back into space," replied Peter with great nonchalance.
"I forbid you!" Sebastian shouted.
"I've been an adult for a long time, Grandpa, and you can't tell me anything! Where's Grandma?" Peter asked indignantly.
"She died while you wandered through space! What's the job again? Kidnapping more innocent children? I don't know if you know, but aliens literally fell from the sky and attacked New York!" Sebastian screamed. Peter looked hurt for a moment, but a moment later his face was filled with anger. Peter clenched his fists.
"Listen, I don't care about intergalactic politics. I'm just up to deliver the package to my client and I'm back into space. Now lead me to my mother's grave!" his grandson shouted.
"If Meredith were alive, she would be ashamed of such a son! How can you want to go back to where you were kidnapped! Are you crazy? Got Stockholm Syndrome or what?" Sebastian was screaming.
" No any word about my mother!" growled Peter, shaking his finger at him.
"She was my daughter! I have the right to speak as I please!" Sebastian was arguing. Peter didn't say anything to that, but started walking back to that stupid ship!
"Where are you going?" Sebastian shouted.
"I have the package and I'm going to give it. I'm sick of you and your screams!" Peter was angry. He was standing back to Sebastian. He didn't even look back at his old grandfather.
Suddenly, a noisy helicopter flew up. Iron Man flew in the sky, wearing red and gold armor that gleamed strangely in the darkness. Thor also flew with his hammer. He had golden hair and was dressed in silver armor with a red cape. They two landed right in front of Peter's spaceship. Captain America jumped out of the helicopter with his famous shield in his hand. It was amazing! What were these heroes doing here?
"We don't like alien visitors, they can be trouble makers," said Iron Man himself and raised his hands menacingly towards Peter. Sam Tony Stark. Sebastian could die of a heart attack there and now. Peter calmly raised his hands.
"I don't want any trouble. All I have to do is deliver the package," replied Peter.
"For whom?" Thor asked angrily, his hammer glistening with lightning. Sebastian was afraid for the safety of his grandson.
"Actually, I don't know. I was told it was supposed to be the God of Asgard," replied Peter.
"Have you got a package for Loki? From whom? What's this? Speak now!" Captain America ordered.
"Sorry, but I have a rule not to talk about my clients. Where did you even know about me?" Peter said.
"Well, we were going this way anyway because Loki is hanging around and Fury started to panic too when you showed up on top of my house. Not cool, dude!" Iron Man replied.
"Stark, we are not providing important information to the prisoner," said Captain America. At these words Iron Man clenched his fists.
"What's your relationship with my brother?" Thor growled. Peter said nothing. A nasty looking mask suddenly appeared on his face. How could Peter wear something so hideous? Peter started firing two pistols at Thor, but the god wasn't hurt at all. Iron Man used his missiles, but Peter deftly dodged them and spun in the air. He started shooting Captain America, who covered himself with a shield. Peter defended himself like a lion, despite they being outnumbered and have a better training.
Sebastian shook off his shock.
"Don't hurt him! He's my grandson!" shouted Sebastian as he fell to the ground. He could feel the soft grass beneath him. He was breathing hard. He could barely see Captain America immediately rush to him. The muscular figure of the hero bent over him.
"Are you okay, sir?" asked the American hero, trying to help him.
Sebastian held his heart.
A tremendous wave of pain appeared in his chest. He thought he was choking.
"Grandpa!" he heard Peter's voice.
After a while, Sebastian passed out.
Darkness encompassed his gaze.