Marvel rp: Post-Civil War ENDGAME SPOILERS

A lot could happen over the course of 24 years.

For Carol Danvers, this was especially the case.

When she'd said she would help the Skrulls find a home and put an end to the Supreme Intelligence and its war, she'd meant it. Whether she'd actually succeeded yet or not. Truthfully, finding all the Skrulls was harder than she'd thought it would be. They were a people determined to stay alive, and had resorted to rooting themselves in some of the most secret places to do so. Also, warning the Kree exactly what she was up to had just made them fight even harder to stop her, even putting one or two of their other wars on hold with peace treaties to focus more on her. Taking on an entire empire alone hadn't been easy.

Carol definitely had made progress. Most of the Skrulls had been found and reunited again, and she'd brought them to a temporary place to set up camp for a while as she sought out the rest. Where there was progress, though, there were also setbacks. She could only travel so quickly, lightspeed only took her so far, and the first camp had been closer to the outskirts of the Kree's dominated planets to shorten her trips into them and keep her away for less time. This had allowed the Kree to eventually find them, resulting in the Skrulls needing to move once again, their old civilization in flames. Carol didn't make that mistake again, but now her missions were longer, leaving the Skrulls unprotected each time. To make up for this, Carol also went out of her way to keep the Kree off their scent, which actually worked well. Occasionally, she let some enthusiastic Skrulls from camp come along as well, and they actually proved quite helpful. Talos’ daughter was usually one of them, now fully grown. Carol knew she would be a great leader one day. Honestly, it was a bit strange for Carol, watching her friends grow older around her while she hardly aged at all, due to the Kree blood in her veins.

One day, though, Carol had been arriving back at camp after another mission when everything had gone wrong. She had just landed one of her ships right outside the young city, had taken a few steps toward Talos’ home to report her recent success to him, when his daughter crumbled into a pile of ash beside her. It was completely unexpected, out of the blue, with no explanation as to how. Carol didn't know what to do but panic. She turned tail and raced into camp, down streets, through alleyways, the small town having quickly grown over the years as more and more Skrulls arrived. And everywhere she went, people who had come outside to see her return at last faded away before her eyes. It was like a nightmare that kept getting worse no matter how hard she tried to wake up. Every street littered with ash of those she'd brought here to be safe, to be free, not just to die with her having no idea why. And to think it couldn't get any worse, when she hurtled up the steps to Talos’ porch and burst through the doorway, she was greeted by the sight of her friend in the kitchen, a shattered plate on the floor, staring down at all that was left of his wife in his hands. He looked as if he'd seen a ghost, his violet eyes wide, his green face pale, mirroring the confusion and the terror that Carol herself felt. When he turned to look up at her, he looked like he had lost the ability to speak.

“It's happening everywhere,” Carol breathed out, her voice quavering. “All over camp. Half of everyone is gone.” But when Talos asked about his daughter, Carol couldn't find the words to tell him that she was gone as well. She could only give him a look of sorrow and regret that she hadn't been able to prevent it. That she'd failed to protect his people like she'd promised she would.

What kind of cruel twist of reality was this? What had caused it? Carol had just started to wonder if the Kree had developed some sort of remote vaporizing technology when the pager on her belt buzzed.

Ever since Carol had left Earth with Fury in possession of a matching one and instructions only to contact her in an emergency, she had never gone anywhere without the pager at hand. And the fact that Fury had decided to call her now, at the exact time when half of the Skrull population had vanished, could be no coincidence. Carol reached down and pulled the pager off her belt, and sure enough, she saw the familiar old S.H.I.E.L.D. logo on its screen.

“It's Fury,” Carol told Talos, looking back up to meet his gaze, and one shared glance between them told Carol they'd realized the same thing.

This was no act of the Kree. This was affecting Earth as well, and with it, surely every corner of the universe between them. This was something worse than they could ever imagine. And all Talos had to say for Carol to know what to do was, “Go.”

Carol had acted at once. She'd hated to leave the Skrulls like this—there were already so few of them left, and losing another half was a blow she didn't know how they'd recover from—but she trusted Talos to lead them through it. She needed to go to Earth, find whoever had caused this, and put an end to them. Which was exactly what she did. She had followed the source of the call for help from Fury's pager to Earth, and now she was hovering over a city nearby where it had come from. Streams of photon energy from her hands and feet kept her afloat.

Carol remembered vaguely where she was from the bits and pieces of her childhood on Earth she still knew. New York City. And though she didn't remember it well, all it took was one look for her to know something was off. The buildings were shrouded in a thick fog, the streets were nearly empty, dozens upon dozens of ships were crowded around the Statue of Liberty as if to cling onto the one last symbol of hope there was left.

It seemed her hunch had been correct. Whatever had happened to the Skrulls had affected everyone.


(PS: I think I discovered a new bonding point for Carol and Thor.
Both the Skrulls and the Asgardians:
- numbers have been extremely depleted already
- the Snap made it twice as worse
- home planet has been destroyed and are looking for a new one
- also they're the leaders of these groups, or they sort of help lead
- they are now seeking revenge on Thanos because of them
So yeah. Marvel better mention this parallel in Endgame.)