Marvel: Am I falling in love?

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The entity that was centered in the middle waited patiently for an answer, its expression indifferent and at the same time impossible to describe. Mobius exchanged a quick glance with B-15, who nodded slightly, encouraging him to continue.

"These variants... that we're talking about are from the 616 universes. To be more specific, they're the Peter Parker and Wanda Maximoff variants."

Mobius finally revealed.

"As far as I can see, in no timeline do they stay together, so that must be what's creating this instability in the timelines. The problem is that if they stay together, the ramifications could be catastrophic."

As soon as Mobius said those names, the timekeepers looked at each other. Even though their expressions, though indecipherable, denoted a rare and almost imperceptible unease. It was as if the mere mention of those names had awakened something ancient, a kind of memory.

Before Mobius or B-15 could say anything else, they were interrupted by another of the entities.

"I apologize, but those two are not in our jurisdiction. We'll have to contact the one that remains; as soon as we have an answer, we'll come back and answer your questions."

Said the third and final entity who, since the beginning of the conversation, had remained quiet.

As soon as the guardian had said these words, Mobius made the gesture of getting up from the floor, followed by B-15.

"With your permission, can we leave?"

Mobius asked, but received no response from the guardians; they simply nodded, allowing them to leave.

After that, outside the room, he turned to the soldier and, with a tired sigh, commented.

"Looks like we won't be solving the case of these variants any time soon."

B-15, clearly curious about the guardians' lack of concern, decided to tell Mobius what she was thinking.

"I don't know why, but I don't think they care one bit that those two are destroying the sacred line."

Said B-15, referring to the fact that the Guardians weren't the least bit concerned that what Peter and Wanda were creating was destroying and creating other timelines.

"And there's more: what did they mean when they said that the two aren't in their jurisdiction? Is there some internal division that we don't know about? And this 'He Who Remains'... who is he exactly? A secret code among the guardians, perhaps?"

B-15, unable to stand his curiosity any longer, ended up asking Mobius a lot of questions, and he hesitated for a moment. But after a few minutes of staring at the ground, he decided to say something.

"It's hard to say. 'The One Who Remains' could be someone or something above them, and since we don't have any clues, let alone know what or who this person is, it's a bit difficult to know what we're going to do."

B-15 looked increasingly frustrated. She clenched her fists and asked:

"So, we're just here to watch and wait? There's nothing we can do?"

Mobius let out a long, tired sigh.

"I only know one thing: if I knew the answers to all these questions, I certainly wouldn't be here wasting time or perhaps I wouldn't have some better idea of what to do in this situation. But the fact is that we're dealing with something much bigger than ourselves. The only thing we can do now is move on and try to understand what's going on, and only then can we try to solve this problem."

He paused, looking at B-15 with an understanding gaze.

"I understand that this is frustrating. I too would like to have all the answers. But for now, we need to focus on what we can control."

B-15 looked at him, with a mixture of doubt and determination in his eyes.

"What if this 'entity' they mentioned is manipulating everything in a way that we don't even realize?"

B-15 asked, throwing that doubt into the air.

Mobius, after hearing what B-15 said, shook his head with a resigned expression on his face.

"If that's the case, we don't have much choice but to play the game as it should be played. But that doesn't mean we're going to give up on finding the answers."

B-15 frowned, visibly irritated.

"Play the game?"

B-15 asked, repeating what Mobius had said, but with a hint of incredulity in his tone.

"We're talking about someone or something that could be controlling every step we take, every thought we have. And you just want to carry on as if it were just another mission?"

After B-15 said those words, Mobius, who had previously been preparing to leave, stopped for a moment.

"I kind of understand your frustrations, B-15. But what are you suggesting? That we stop doing our jobs to go after an entity that we don't even know exists?"

As soon as Mobius said those words, B-15 was at a loss for words and remained silent for a moment. Meanwhile, Mobius began to walk away, disappearing down the corridor. B-15 stayed behind, his mind still revolving around the unanswered questions, his gaze fixed in the direction where Mobius had disappeared.

After Mobius disappeared down the corridor, the only person left standing there was B-15.

"As if that wasn't enough."

B-15 muttered to herself in a bitter voice.

"Now we have to deal with this mysterious 'entity' that may be manipulating everything behind the scenes."

After whispering those words, B-15 also disappeared down the corridor.

***

As Steve and Natasha were taking a long time in the kitchen, I decided to go and see if they needed any help or anything. As I approached the door, I heard a conversation that caught my attention.

ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE DOOR

"I just hope you're right and that he doesn't turn against us."

Steve commented with a slightly skeptical tone from the other side of the door.

In response, Natasha let out a small sigh and in a calm voice replied.

"You don't have to worry about that..."

As soon as she had said those words, Natasha paused for a moment before continuing.

"I'm already making sure that doesn't happen. Trust me, he'll understand."