Thanos emerged from the wreckage of the plane. The agents who had been sent to apprehend him tightened their grip on their weapons, fear evident in their eyes. The superior of the group stepped forward, pointing a futuristic-looking gun at Thanos.

"You are under arrest for the murder of dozens of civilians in the state of Florida. Do not resist."

Thanos merely laughed in disdain.

"I am going to kill you so hard. Do you know how long I had to wait to get that plane? A whole day!"

He knew that Director Fury had other motives for wanting him confined, and killing a few civilians was just an excuse. The voice in his head, always eager for violence, suggested starting with the one who just talked, whose smug smile was particularly annoying. Thanos agreed.

"I could have done more meaningful things in a day, like going to the grocery and buy some dairy products. Have you ever tried drinking milk?"

Thanos looke at a confused superior and ketp on rambling on.

"It is one one of the best thing that this world has ever created. Do you know the feeling of guzzling down a whole bottle?!"

Before anyone could react, he launched himself at the group. The agents quickly began to fire their weapons, but they had severely underestimated Thanos' resistance. He invaded their thoughts with ease, quickly deducing their next moves and evading bullets with almost ease. A few projectiles connected, but they merely tickled him. He reached the superior and grabbed his head with his massive right hand.

"You feel ecstasy, the cool drink sinking down your throat!"

He began to squeeze the man's head, little by little.

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"The satisfaction of the milky taste filling your empty belly!"

Looking at the scared man's eyes, his fiery gaze intensified as he listened to his bellows of agony.

"And the energy it gives you to go through a whole shitty day!!"

The titan suddenly used his full strength, his grip tightened to its limits and a crunching sound echoed. Blood splattered, and brain matters came out. Thanos let go of the man, the latter's head an unrecognizable mess, a mixture of flesh, bones, and various body fluids mashed together.

Thanos turned to the other agents, his eyes blazing with fury.

"Give my regards to the Lord Above All."

He then began to move at a terrifying speed, slaughtering them in the same brutal and gruesome way he had killed their leader.

The voice chuckled, enjoying the public execution brought by a milk deprived Kai.

"We need to move, the faster I arrive to Sokovia, the better."

Thanos did not fear S.H.I.E..L.D but fighting a giant organization alone would not be practical. Thanos looked at the aircraft and the voice exclaimed.

'Let's steal that baby, it looks even faster than the first Thanos-copter.'

"When did you give it a name?"

'The moment we entered, it was already the Thanos-coptere.'

The voice chuckled once again, and Thanos pondered.

"No, they ptobably have a ton of defense mechanisms to avoid people stealing their jets, maybe biometric or facial recognition, or stuff like that. Even a GPS would be common sense, it's S.H.I.E.L.D we are talking about."

'Aww, come one man. So what if it explodes, You just survived a plane crash, I bet you can do it a hundred more times.'

As thanos listened to the voice's complains he walked a little far away from the dead agents' bodies, and leaned against a tree.

"I don't want want the S.H.I.E.L.D to be focused on me before I get the siblings. What do you think will happen if I manage to fly it until I reach Sokovia?"

'They will know of your whereabouts and send a whole squad for you arse.'

"That's correct. At least, we reached Russia, let's move and find a transportation for Sokovia."

The voice gasped and abruptly asked.

'Let's fight some bears, you know how those people on the Internet always said that the strongest bears are in Russia!'

Thanos halted his steps and looked at empty air.

"I also want to see if it's true, there should be bears in a forest, right?"

'Why are you asking me, I don't know either.'

A big mad purple man entered a luxurious forest with the prospects of looking for a way to Sokovia, and to also look for savage bears to brawl with.