Everything seemed dark.

Dark and really, really painful.

My breathing felt weird as my vision was blurry.

Distantly I saw Loki standing over me, cradling me with some tears in his eyes as I heard the ringing in my years mix with distant fighting.

How did this happen?

Right, it started 18 hours ago.

18 hours ago

I sighed as I approached the cabin, still had 8 hours before Loki came and then we could talk. Or at least that was the original plan.

The plan I made before and a bit after consisted of me leaving a note explaining that I had gone to fight Thanos by myself with the two stones.

The reason being is because if Thanos was already in Loki's head, how hard would it be for him to enter his head again?

That and I wanted this to end with less death than it needs to be.

So going alone it was. Writing the note was hard because well...it's like how do you say goodbye in case anything actually happened?

Steeling my nerves I left the cabin maybe for my last time as I doubled checked I had the stones. I could feel their power running through me...

Taking a deep breath and not allowing the gems to take control over me and make me insane (because that was apparently a side effect that could happen...who knew?)

I calmed my nerves and water-vapored to the destination that I had known of since the Battle of New York.

Far out in outer space where the Chitauri live, I reappeared and instantly noticed the icy atmosphere and rolled my shoulders as they automatically tensed.

Walking carefully on the giant rock I was on, I noticed that none of the actual Chitauri were here, that was until I saw the giant arena that didn't seem like it was suppose to be there.

Finding one of the side doors opened and thinking this was what Thanos meant by sidedoor and maybe even to the death.

Taking a deep breath I uncapped riptide and made sure my watch/shield was still on my wrist and ready for any surprise attacks.

I watched as the gate slowly rose in front of me before stepping into the area.

10 hours ago

Dodging underneath a blow that would've taken my head off I reflected the battle awhile pairing a strike.

The battle itself was long and tiring but I kept going at it, dodging, ducking, swinging, blocking. It was like a mad dance will footwork that was getting sloppier by the minute.

Blocking a swipe at my legs I used the Time Gem to slow down speed up my strike and cut Thanos along the shoulder. I heard him growl and use Loki's scepter (which he somehow had) fell the pressure of mental assault on my brain.

So, not only did I have to dodge his sword, I also had to keep mental barriers up and attacking. It was actually pretty tiring.

Luckily it seemed that Thanos was also getting tired but this was to the death (for a reason, I didn't think he hated me that much) and I'm sure that asking for a small intermission wasn't going to be given.

So I sucked it up and took a swipe at his chest as I ignored the sticking that my shoulder felt from a cut. This was for Loki, for Earth, for my birth mom. For everyone that I have ever loved that was on Earth, my brothers, dad, and even my stepmom.

This was to make sure they were safe. It might be difficult now but with them having my backs I can do this.

2 hours

It was getting very sloppy. Mistakes were coming through our stances but Thanos was still battling it out as if he wasn't as tired. My vision sometimes got distracted. Pairing blows were getting harder and my chest felt on fire.

There were times though when I could see, I could see we were both exhausted but I don't know how much longer we, mostly me, can keep this up. Just as my arms were feeling like lead underneath a bus, being trampled by elephants.

There was an explosion to the right of the arena that almost drew my attention away, thankfully it didn't otherwise I wouldn't have a head.

1 hour

The Avengers poured in after the explosion happen, with Loki right there next to Thor who both took off toward me. I felt relief as I duck sloppily under an attack from Thanos and tried to hold my breath as a deep cut to my chest burned,  the audience booed and came down to fight the offenders who have ruined the intense fight.

15 minutes

I don't remember when, but along the time I got stabbed right below my heart and into my lung, along with the deep burning sensation from my chest I felt light headed. The world seemed to twist right then as my powers screamed and lashed out everywhere.

The only people it didn't effect was the Avengers and my brothers. It gave them an advantage as they attack Thanos.

Except there was this yell in the distant and the ground seemed like it was dangerously close as I suddenly felt cold.

I saw Loki next to me and his was pleading something. Was that tears? I don't remember my brother crying since we were really young, like full on crying.

Now

You know how people always say that you have flashbacks when you start to die. That you see the meaning of life and prosperity.

What a total shitfaced lie. No, dying was just cold, and ugly, and just a horrible experience.

It felt too cold like you were in the Arctic with nothing but your boxers, the ground was annoying because it was hard and uncomfortable, the blood-loss made you feel dizzy and nauseous. ( I have no idea if this is true or not, go with it)

There was also the annoying metallic taste in your mouth from the blood and overall, I don't recommend dying.

But hey, it was one hell of a way to go out I think wasn't it?

I mean I am dead right???

How am I thinking this though....

Why did everything suddenly have this glassy look to it?

Was I really dead?

Find out in the sequel that I have no idea when I will make. Please tell me that cake is actually there...

Damn this stupid dream/death state.

I'm sorry if this is a stupid ending and felt a bit rushed or something.