Soaring through the void, feeling the pull of her own world at her feet, X hears the last fading remnants of the Enigma Force within her.

My little star. My chosen vessel. How bright you burn. Never forget. This is just the beginning.

It has work to do elsewhere.

So does she.

The Baxter Building reforms itself around her, charred machinery littering the ground. But Valeria is okay, and being held tight by Reed and Sue. Spider-Man is upright, and the aliens, and Thor.

Thor.

X takes a step forward, gently kicking a piece of metal out of her way. (It helps to make noise, sometimes.)

"Thor," she says, making sure her voice rings clear.

It is a place to start.