The ship was quiet, the air only filled with the customary creaks and shakes, and low, muttered dialogue throughout the ship's inhabitants. Naomi, Gamora, and Peter Quill had been surprisingly successful in finding Nebula, who had gone with them willingly. It seemed that hers and Gamora's relationship had mended to the point that the blue woman trusted that her sister had no malicious intents.

As such, she was not handcuffed or restrained in any way, which include her speech. As soon as Nebula had been introduced to Naomi, or 'The Prophet' as she was apparently known throughout space, she had taken to thinly veiled interrogation. Presently, Naomi and Nebula were stood on opposite sides of the ships common area, where Gamora and Peter also maintained watch over both of them. The tension in the room was unmasked, and the only dialogue that flowed freely and casually was between Gamora and Peter, who whispered in hushed tones.

Naomi was growing increasingly uncomfortable, due to both Nebula's intensive questioning and the lack of anyone else on the ship. The Guardians new vessel- the Benatar- was currently 'parked' in the middle of space as they waited for the rest of the heroes to arrive. Naomi was confident in their abilities to retrieve the stones each team had been assigned to, but the very real danger Thanos presented made her anxious. As amazing as it was to spend time with the Guardians of the Galaxy- however tense it was- Naomi ultimately wanted to return to Earth and the other Avengers. It had been too long since she had seen Tony, and a strange sense of foreboding had gripped Naomi since she had left with Gamora and Peter.

One might've said that it truly was a prophetic sense that made Naomi anxious, because not long after the four had settled into the ship, a cloud erupted in the middle of the room.

It was a unique mixture of blue and gray, and Naomi recognized it immediately. The Space Stone had been taken.

The Guardians immediately tensed for battle, but Naomi stayed stock-still as she got her first real look at the villain she had been conspiring against. His head nearly brushed the ceiling, his stature enormous and imposing. To add, the Titan was sporting familiar golden armor, though his helmet was missing. He was alone, and turned away from Naomi. He was also turned away from Nebula.

The second adopted daughter from Thanos spent a mere millisecond to assessing the situation, then took immediate action. To Naomi's eyes, it seemed as though a knife suddenly appeared in Nebula's hand, pulled from some mysterious place- or perhaps it was a part of her. She took two running leaps across the metal floor and- vaulting herself upward- aimed immediately for his neck. He had been ready, however, and quickly blocked the blow with his right hand, the knife digging into armor instead of flesh. He cast Nebula off of him with a harsh shove, but was immediately faced with both Gamora and Peter, armed with a sword and gun respectively.

"Stand down." Gamora commanded her father. Thanos nodded toward her, and raised his hands in a sign of peace. Nebula raised herself from the floor, and joined her sister's side with a fresh knife, pulled once more from thin air. Naomi remained still, leaned against the wall behind Thanos exactly as she had been when he arrived. The Hulk's and Valkyrie's combat training would amount to nothing here, and she did not attempt to attack.

"I come in peace, daughter." The Mad Titan spoke, and both sisters flinched at the word. "I come..." Thanos turned around slowly. "For the Prophet."

His eyes were cold and calculating as he looked at Naomi.

She had known that it was a possibility Thanos would find her before they could return to Earth. She had even taken precautions for it, instructing Gamora to allow Naomi to go with Thanos to Vormir if the occasion arose. But the actual reality of facing him was not something she had prepared herself enough for.

The first thing she felt was an encompassing fear as she stared back into his eyes. Her muscles clenched in anticipation, and already adrenaline was flooding her system. To distract, her eyes wandered to his left hand, where infinity gauntlet remained. Only the Space Stone was in the gauntlet, and this eased Naomi's mind slightly. When she looked back to his face, his expression was expectant.

She thought about Tony. Her eyes drifted behind Thanos, where Nebula, Gamora, and Peter stood, staring back at her with intensity. She thought about Peter, and Loki.

Naomi's fear turned into something else, a mix of emotions that allowed her to look back into Thanos's eyes an speak to the Mad Titan.

"I thought you'd be taller."

In the background, Peter snorted, and Nebula cracked an approving smirk. Gamora continued to stare at Naomi and the unmoving figure of her father. Thanks frowns at the comment, but the expression was quickly smoothed over.

"You know of me." It was not a question. "I, too, have heard about the Prophet Naomi Swanson." Thanos said, his tone deceptively casual. "Your friend Strange was very... generous with information." He smiled. Naomi's eyes narrowed, glaring at Thanos. She was unsure what had transpired between Stephen and Thanos that the doctor would have given him information on her, but she ignored the matter for time being. He was trying to raise a reaction from her, and he failed. Naomi trusted Stephen.

"Let's cut the bullshit. What are you here for?" Naomi asked, crossing her arms. Although she had to tilt her head upwards to look him in the eyes, her gaze stayed resilient.

"The location of the Soul Stone." He stated, and unknown to him, his adopted daughters tensed behind him, and shared a look.

"Of course." Naomi said curtly. Her heart hammered, and it took a second to force her legs to move. Slowly, under the gaze of everyone on the ship, she approached a small bag leaned against the far wall. As she opened it, Peter stepped forward with outrage.

"You're just giving it to him!?" He asked incredulously, his gun still aimed at Thanos's head. Gamora stepped toward him quickly, and yanked him backwards by his shirt. This drew Thanos's attention, and he turned to face his favorite daughter.

"A pity you were never able to locate the stone." He spoke, and his tone betrayed his real thoughts. He knew that Gamora was hiding its location from him. Naomi sensed this, and cut him off before he could speak further.

"Hey." She barked, her bag dumped on the ground as she held what she had been looking for. Her phone, carried with her throughout every step of her journey, the secrets of the Marvel dimension packed inside if one could just connect it to wifi. It was a precious source of information, and Naomi tossed it carelessly to Gamora, who caught it in one hand without blinking. "Take that to Tony Stark." Naomi instructed. Gamora nodded, and pocketed the phone without sparing it a glance. The green woman's face was stoic, and it was clear she intended to allow Naomi to go with Thanos. But in her dark eyes, Naomi thought she detected a hint of respect.

"The Soul Stone." Thanos interrupted, impatience seeping into his words. Naomi nodded.

"It's on Vormir." She announced unceremoniously. His eyes narrowed at her tone, but he seemed to take her word.

"Lead me." He commanded, his lips pressing into a thin line. His face appeared impassive, but Naomi could see the corners of his mouth turned up in a quiet victory. She knew that his confidence was unfounded, and that he would be unable to acquire the stone if he was accompanied by Naomi and not Gamora. But Naomi did not rejoice in this, because from here on out her knowledge of the future grew clouded, and she knew she had to play what few cards she had left correctly for everyone to make it out alive.

Gravely, Naomi approached Thanos, and allowed him to place his hand upon her shoulder. The infinity gauntlet weighed on her heavily, and the blue glow of the Space Stone glowed brightly in the corner of her vision. It was so close that for a fleeting moment, the thought entered her mind of stealing the stone from him. But she knew that even touching the object of infinite power would eradicate her, so she shoved the thought away from her mind.

The last thing Naomi saw before the dark clouds of the Space Stone overtook her vision was Gamora's face. Her expression was clear, but her eyes were apologetic.