What is it like to study at Midtown High School?

...everywhere gray sky and red land, wailing and carnage everywhere, I don't know what happened, but the heroes are dying, one by one they fall, I'm like a bird in the sky The eyes are watching all the tragedies happen...

...I don't know who is chasing us, but there seems to be declarations to destroy us everywhere in that doomsday, including the graffiti on the streets...Professor, that is the doomsday, I don't know how far it will come... …

... Parker fool!You must go back properly!I don't understand the Gordian knot or something, but if you can't untie the knot, you know?parker idiot...

Allen played with the timeline wrapped between his fingers with a weird expression, and Steve saw Quicksilver with a puzzled face across him.

The Winter Soldier leaned against the wall with his injured leg.

Stark was bowing his head and kneeling behind the captain, with understandable pain and doubtful despair in his bright brown eyes.

Steve watched the strange white-haired boy slowly walking over, squatting down beside him, and then raised a hand, some illusory white lines grew from the boy's fingers and landed on him.

"Who are you?"

Allen didn't answer, he just sat down on the floor next to the captain, patted his head for a while, and sighed for a while, as if there was a thick stack of difficult exercises in front of him.

Steve belatedly discovered the stilled world, he touched the bullet hole on his body, and looked at the boy in surprise.

Allen finally figured out how to speak: "Um...Hi Captain, my name is Allen, Allen Parker."

"Parker?" Steve put aside his injury for a while, "You and..."

"Brother, I'm Peter Parker's cousin, but adopted." Allen touched his head, "As you can see, I can control time."

"This is really... too surprising." Even though he said this, Steve's expression was still calm, "The bomb..."

Allen suddenly interrupted Steve: "Captain, the bomb is not important."

"How can it not be important..." Steve frowned and braced himself, and was surprised to find that he didn't feel any pain.

Allen continued: "The bomb is not important, what matters is you, Captain—your timeline is over." Allen smiled and tore off a timeline wrapped in his hand, "Your timeline The line is broken."

Steve calmly accepted his own death. He looked at the smiling but indifferent young man in front of him: "Then, why am I still talking to you here?"

Allen tilted his head: "Because I want to say a few words to you, captain, so I temporarily continued your timeline, and then pulled you into my time."

"What do you want to say?"

Allen showed that embarrassing expression again. He scratched his head for a long time before choking out a sentence: "Captain, tell me, what kind of person can be called a hero?"

The elder seemed a little surprised that the young man came to ask such a question at such a time, but he still replied gently and firmly: "Anyone who brings hope can be called a hero."

"Like Peter?"

"Yes, Spider-Man is a young man with a lot of achievements. In this city that is stilled by you, there are many heroes active, of course not just those who wear uniforms, but also those who work hard and enthusiastic people."

Allen smiled: "What about Iron Man?"

"He..." The captain frowned slightly, but soon his blue eyes were full of determination again, "Tony is a great man, I must admit, he is one of the most amazing people I have ever met."

"However, you are still on the opposite side." Allen stared at Steve.

Steve smiled helplessly: "Son, I don't know how much you know, but sometimes, it's not...not always a choice."

"How much do I know... Captain, I should know more than you think." Allen shook his head, and then asked the second question amidst the captain's puzzlement, "Captain, if the Iron Man who died today , how do you guess the future will develop?"

"Why..."

"Just a hypothesis." Allen looked firmly into those blue eyes until they had to avoid his gaze.

"I can't imagine... Tony, he didn't deserve such an ending."

Allen smiled, and he said with a cruel smile: "Captain, you know very well that no one deserves such an ending, nor should this world deserve such an ending."

Captain America was silent. He touched the bullet hole on his body that was no longer bleeding with one hand. Behind him, Iron Man was still kneeling there. Behind the broken visor was a sad and desperate Tony Stark.

Allen was also silent for a while before continuing: "Captain, I can see the future."

"……How was it?"

Allen rubbed together the countless timelines in his hands and turned them into a bright light belt. He handed the other end of the light belt to Captain America, showing the visible future to the soldiers: "... …After the disbandment of the Avengers, the bill was successfully passed. Some vigilantes announced their identities to the public and successfully obtained the recognition of the Federation, but the other part had to hide their identities, gradually reduced their activities and quit the team of heroes, and some Became the underground avengers, they gathered together to resist the act and declared war on the Iron Man faction... Prison 42 was full of people... Many people were seriously injured or died in this war... Quicksilver and Vision's death drove Wanda crazy, and her mental loss directly led to the end of the war..."

"There are no more superheroes." Allen concluded, "Wanda was stronger than anyone imagined. Her loss of control ended the era of superheroes. After that, there have been almost no strong mutants. Or masked heroes, only a few officially registered drag lovers."

A white band of light fell from Captain America's hand, and he looked at that hand, as if he felt that it was this hand that caused the tragic war not long after.

Allen just smiled, and wrapped the timeline back in his hands: "This is not the only future, Captain."

Steve glanced at Allen, his blue eyes seemed to be clouded: "Is there a better future?"

Allen shook his head: "In another future, the one who died was Tony Stark. After he died of the Extremis virus, most of the superheroes took refuge in you. In fear, the people forced the federal government to announce that all the superheroes with special abilities Everyone must register, the flames of war still broke out, between the heroes and the Federation... Captain, in the long struggle, many heroes still died, the underground avengers had to go underground, and half of the people had lost their resistance wishes, the other half are on the verge of losing control..."

"Too many deaths, Captain, not only for heroes, but also for the innocent people involved. They are facing dangerous criminals and dangerous heroes at the same time."

Steve looked up, the woman who murdered him with a gun had disappeared from behind that glass window, and he knew this Ms Sharpe, her son Damian died in Stamford - because of a stupid Superhero reality show.At that memorial service, the sad mother aggressively pressed Stark: "You are the murderer who killed my son!"

"Alan..." The soldier who had always been extremely determined said with difficulty, "Do you also think that our existence caused the tragedy?"

Allen shook his head calmly: "No hero should be responsible for evil."

"But you can clearly see the future... those tragic hellfires..."

Allen interrupted the captain's grief bluntly: "Captain, as an excellent soldier, you should be the one who knows best why there is war."

Steve twitched the corner of his mouth: "Because people..."

"That's right, because of people, people's selfishness, people's greed, and people's ugliness. Captain, you are very clear, why do you still trust those you protect—won't you declare war on you?"

Steve stared at Allen, as if seeing a rabbit eating an elephant: "I can't..."

"Yes, you can't judge the people with malice, but," Allen spread his hands, "this is the truth of war. When the people lose their trust in the heroes, the heroes lose their foundation."

"Even if we are fighting for the people..."

"Even if you are fighting for the people. Captain, we all believe in noble spirits, but sometimes, it is a kind of heroism to stick to your beliefs after recognizing the truth." Allen looked at the resolute and strong soldier in front of him, and at the same time saw Some crazy comedian said, "Captain, sometimes all we have to do is keep people from being hurt by themselves."

Those people who are afraid of heroes, those who unite to declare war on heroes, do they really have great hatred for heroes?Don't they look forward to a superman falling from the sky to save themselves when facing harm?

In the future that Allen can see, is the world really a better place without these knights in disguise?

However, human nature is cruel and aggressive, and they are still hurting and crushing each other.

Steve took off his mask: "But I'm dead."

But Captain America is dead.

"Under that basement, there is still a pile of explosives buried."

The future seems far away, but the smell of blood and fire can already be smelled.

"what else can I do?"

For the first time, the young and vicissitudes of life warrior felt the power of fate: "Alan, thank you for coming here, but what else can I do?"

Allen smiled and played with the timeline in his hand: "Captain, I came here not to ask you to do something, but to do something for you."

Captain, I want you to live.

The boy said so, and then stood up, countless timelines spewed out from his hands, wrapping around the boy one after another.

"Alan..." Steve wanted to call out the boy's name, but was oppressed by an invisible force and couldn't make a sound. He could only watch the smiling but still indifferent boy walk into the white light.

At that moment, Steve seemed to see two similar figures overlapping each other, and they were soon engulfed in white light.