Chapter Text
Silhouetted by the Sanctuary 2’s dim light a tall figure tuned a corner, meeting another this one cloaked, who appeared from the adjacent corridor, carrying a double bladed staff. The pair walked closely side by side, hands almost touching
“Any idea what this is about?” the first figure, a female, questioned her male companion who replied “None. We shall find out soon enough my dear”
A pair Chitauri guards opened the double doors in front of them and the pair stepped inside a large hall, both got to one knee before a great stone throne where Thanos, the Mad Titan sat.
Thanos regarded his summoned subjects emotionlessly
“Proxima Midnight, Corvus Glaive, I have task for you both” he began
“As you know, Gamora failed to return with the Orb.”
At his words the female before him answered
“She betrayed you, Father. We will make sure she pays for her treachery with her life-”
Thanos cut her off by slamming a heavy fist down on the thick stone arm of his Throne
“You will not presume to speak for me!” he stated harshly
Despite her steeled nerves Proxima Midnight flinched slightly as she realized her mistake while Corvus remained frozen beside her, seeming to not even dare to breath.
Thanos narrowed his eyes in anger but continued to speak “I understand, Gamoras’ sudden change of heart has shocked us all. I intended to allow her the freedom she desired for a time, confidant that she was merely testing me, to see how far she could go before I pursued her, that she would return to us on her own but it seems I was wrong” the Titan paused for a moment before continuing
“I’m done waiting. You will retrieve her and bring her back to where she belongs – alive. However it would not hurt to let her know just how deeply her…rebellion…has wounded me. You will leave immediately, go!” he waved a hand and his subjects got to their feet, bowing at the waist in unison before taking two steps backwards and finally leaving the throne room.
Corvus Glaive and Proxima Midnight made their way to the ships hanger where they observed the Chitauri preparing a Q ship, the female addressed her companion without looking up from the scene “We all knew this would happen – The Maw tried to make the Master see it long ago yet he refused, he’s blinded by his favouritism” she hissed, the male sighed “It is not our place to question the master or his orders. We do not have the luxury of trying to understand his motives or his reasons, the Black Order are merely there to execute his commands and bring our master to victory” he reminded her
“You are lucky Thanos simply attributes your words to simple jealousy” he added sternly.
“Else we would not be having this conversation. He will not continue to be so lenient if you insist on speaking out of turn that way” he warned her, before stalking down the metal stairway towards the ship.
His wife considered his words for a long moment before following and taking command of the Chitauri readying a ship for their extended journey, not a Q-ship as they were easily recognized by half the Galaxy as being part of Thanos’ fleet.