Chapter 2: Age of Inhumans
Abruptly, a young man was present.
..."Young" was relative, of course. His clothes and technology hid him a bit, but as the atmosphere was safe, at least the hood or helmet covering his face retracted.
"Uh, hi," he said. "I'm Blackeye. And this is Earth? Woah. It's been a while."
Lights flickered on his collar as sensors analyzed the area he was in; his black eye, in turn, glittered and glowed throughout the golden veins without it.
"So, Earth. Avengers. Something about Inhumans. And, well, did I hear a proposal for mutual annihilation as the next move? That... that's a lot to go with. Can we consider a different plan here?"
He was disoriented from all the abrupt changes in his situation, but there ought to be a better way. And if he could stop the Earth from being destroyed this time... well, that would be good, too.
Kind of like closure.