The Skies Are All Falling

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Summary: Sometimes, the only way to save those that you love is to poison them against you. Sometimes, the only way out is through lies and betrayal.

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Note: I am not terribly familiar with all of the Avengers. I do have a basic understanding, but if something looks horribly off, please let me know.

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Warnings: This story will contain dark themes. One of them will be non/dub-con. Please keep this in mind as you read.

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Prologue:

He reached out, feeling his magic spark to life at the tip of his fingers. He reached further, pushing forth the energy he had stored, feeling for the rift he knew was there.

A crash outside the door.

He flinched and kept moving his hand through the air, eyes closed in concentration. He could feel himself sweating from the exertion.

Voices, close. Far too close.

Pain, razor sharp, raced through his fingers, traveling through his hand and up his arm. The ache spread until it began to bloom across his chest. He bit his lip to keep from crying out as he finally found what he was looking for, the tips of his fingers just barely brushing against the opening.

A horrid, violent banging. The sound of something breaking.

Voices. Shouting. Cursing.

He stepped into the rift and the darkness, the silence, swallowed him.