Gamora stands as she notices Thanos approaching. Seraphina stays sitting, staring at the floor and trying not to aggravate her wing as it begins to slowly regrow.
"I thought you might be hungry." He tells them, handing each of them a bowl. Gamora throws her at the throne behind them. Seraphina holds hers up and Gamora throws it too.
"I always hated that chair." She says.
"So I've been told." He replies. He moves closer to the stairs and Seraphina quickly gets up and moves away from him. "Even so, I'd hoped you'd sit in it one day." He tells Gamora.
"I hated this room. This ship. I hated my life." She whispers. She moves away from him, joining her sister.
"You told me that too. Every day. For almost 20 years. As did your sister." Thanos tells her.
"I was a child when you took me. So was Phi." She says.
"I saved you. Both of you." He replies. Seraphina scoffs but stays silent.
"No." Gamora tells him. "No. We were happy on my home planet."
"Going to bed hungry, scrounging for scraps. Your planet was on the brink of collapse. I'm the one who stopped that." He argues. "Do you know what's happened since then? The children born have known nothing but full bellies and clear skies. It's a paradise."
"Because you murdered half the planet." She whispers.
"A small price to pay for salvation." He replies.
"And my people? Were they a small price to pay?" Seraphina scoffs, turning around to glare at him.
"Yes. An unfortunate necessity." He sighs. "I knew your people would never understand my mission. I couldn't have them come after me, especially after taking one of their children to raise as my own."
"You didn't raise me, you destroyed me!" She roars, grabbing the knife she keeps hidden in her armor. She lunges at him, using her remaining wing to launch herself faster at him. She manages to cut the side of his jaw as he barely deflects the blade away from his throat in time. He raises the gauntlet, using the Reality Stone to knock her unconscious. He sighs, disappointed as he looks down at her limp body, sprawled on the steps next to him.
"You're insane." Gamora tells him.
"Little one, it's a simple calculus. This universe is finite, its resources finite. If life is left unchecked, life will cease to exist. It needs correction." He explains.
"You don't know that!" She yells.
"I'm the only one who knows that. At least, I'm the only one with the will to act on it. For a time...you had that same will...as you fought by my side. Daughter." He replies.
"I'm not your daughter." She whispers as he walks down the steps and stops in front of her. "Everything I hate about myself you taught me."
"And, in doing so, made you the fiercest woman in the galaxy." Thanos says. "That's why I trusted you to find the Soul Stone."
"I'm sorry I disappointed you." She replies. He sighs.
"I am disappointed. But not because you didn't find it." He tells her, leaning down so their faces are even. "But because you did. And you lied."
He grabs Seraphina by the back of her armor and drags her alongside him as he leads Gamora through the ship. They stop in front of a door, which slowly opens, revealing Nebula suspended and pulled apart in the middle of the room.
Thanos tosses Seraphina to one side of the room, summoning chains to tie her up before he wakes her. Gamora walks closer to stand between her sisters. She gently touches Nebula's shoulder.
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The Angel of Death | Peter Quill
FanfictionSeraphina is the third daughter of Thanos, taken in after he slaughtered the rest of her species, commonly known across the galaxy as Angels. She was experimented on, just like her older sisters, and trained to be a great warrior. When Gamora tells...
