Aw
Fuck
I can't believe you've done this

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According to drunk Thor, before the ship was ambushed by Thanos, he was able to send the civilians off, Brunnhilde took care of them. It's been three days since we returned back as a failure, and the one that's left came to earth as they had planned.

Natasha and the one with any strength left helped them as much as we could.

The first word I said to Brunnhilde was. "I am gay for you." She was a little confused but she was at least glad Midgardian offered a hand.

Once we got the Asgardians into a temporary shelter, Thor and Valkyrie decided to get drunk and asked me to join them, apparently, I was Thor's personal good listener.

"And suddenly they started dusting away, I grasped for what was left of them but they went through my fingers..." She said, super drunk. "I didn't know what happened, but I knew it was because of that purple bastard, and I thought you had died."

"I... I almost got him, I was this close to getting him," Thor pointed at his chest. "But I should've gone for his--" He pointed at his head.

Both of them drank the whole glass of beer down in one gulp while I just watched.

"You two have been drinking an entire barrel, how about some burgers?" I tried to help.

"More beer!" Thor shouted.

The owner of the bar downtown, who didn't have any family and didn't get snapped, so he was still open for business walked to the back to get some more. He was mostly confused to what was going on.

"What are we gonna do?..." Thor mourned."I failed my people..."

   "You still have half of them left to take care of. You need to settle in, find them a new place to call home." I muttered.

"The new hope for Asgardian land... How about that?" Thor said and was impressed by his own brilliant idea.

   You smiled wryly at him.

   Brunnhilde drank more beer and sighed. "Just call it new Asgard."

   "Well... yeah, that should work."

   "You guys keep busy making that work, it should distract you from thinking too much..." I grabbed my bag and got up.

   "You going somewhere?" She asked me.

   "I have someone who hasn't answered my call..."

   "Who?" Thor asked though Brunnhilde didn't want him to.

   "Peter's aunt... I wanna know if she's okay." I said.

   "Well, I hope she is." Thor said genuinely.

   "Thank you. I'll come back to help you guys."

   I had to leave, Pepper gave me a car, it could auto-drive so I could travel alone, she also gave me some money, told me to take care of myself, to hurry up and return.

   I got in the car, set the destination to Peter's house, and let it hit the road. The playlist in the car shuffled on its own.

   It played safe and sound.

   You gotta be fucking kidding me. That's like the saddest song to play after half the living just got snapped out of all existence.

   I was about to turn it off, but I thought, you know what? If we're gonna be sad then go all the damn way, and like a god damn music video star, I sat there watching the world through the mirror as the song played.

   I remember tears streaming down your face when I said I'll never let you go.

   The city was covered in smoke and ashes on the ground.

   When all those shadows almost killed your light.

   I saw both kinds of people, some went crazy, screaming their friend's name, some just sat there on the sidewalk, not knowing what to do.

I remember you said, 'Don't leave me here alone.'

   Broke down cars blocked the street, I had to get back on foot, but the song was still burning in the back of my mind.

   But all that's dead and gone and past tonight.

   A lady in front of me was trying to make a call, but the one on the other side never picked up. "C'mon Rachel, please be alright... please..." She cried.

   Just close your eyes, the sun is going down.

   You'll be alright, no one can hurt you now.

   Come morning light, you and I'll be safe and sound.

   "What's happening? No, what's going on." Another son sat next to the ashes in front of him, trying to pick up what was left of his father. I bit my nails, this was too much, this was too intense. Though I reminded myself this was a movie I couldn't help that my hands started shaking.

   Don't you dare look out your window, darling, everything's on fire. The war outside our door keeps raging on.

   I tried to breathe normally, keep moving forward, think of nothing else but that didn't work.

   Hold on to this lullaby, even when the music's gone.

   I entered Peter's apartment, the whole place looked abandoned, there was no one at the gates, I walked up the stairs. There was someone sitting on the steps, crying, I tried asking if I can help him but he shouted back not to touch him.

   Just close your eyes, the sun is going down.

   You'll be alright, no one can hurt you now.

   Come morning light, you and I'll be safe and sound.

   Eventually, as it felt like forever, I finally reached Peter's home, the door was left open, I slowly walked inside.

   "May?" I asked.

   No one replied, no one was home, I searched every room, yelling loud, but I didn't find her or her stuff, I was kind of relieved.

   But I haven't check Peter's room yet.

   I opened the door up, and I looked around, May's purse was left on Peter's bed.

   Her ashes were on the floor.

   [Aunt May got snapped confirmed by Jon Watts]

   I broke down with my back laid against the door as all the tears I tried to held flooded out, she was gone too, and she came here in hopes that Peter came home and she dusted away, right here, in front of me, in his bedroom, all alone.

   "It's just a movie... It's just a movie... It's just a movie..." I repeated that under my breath like a crazy person but I should know best, being here myself, that just because it's in the universe some other can't reach to, doesn't mean all the lost isn't real.

   I wiped the tears off with my shirtsleeves, picking myself back up, I put one of his hoodies into my back and looked away. I carried myself out of their house, down the stairs, that guy was still crying on the steps.

   I walked out of it, the wind of isolation hits me, along with dead leaves, papers and smokes, I hugged myself as a little boy not older than five bumped into my leg.

   "Where's mommy?" The little boy was left alone, nobody cared to listen to him, he cried and cried, his face was all so red. It was obvious his mother was the victim of the snap.

   Tears rolled down his face, as well we mine, but I remained focused and sat in front of him. "Hey... calm down, it's okay. I got you."

"I can't find my mom..."

"I know, I know. Listen, we're gonna find you some help, okay? Now can you tell me your name first?"

"It's--" He cried. "Jack Marston. My name is Jack Marston."

"Okay, Jack Marston..." I quickly typed his name in my phone, used one of Stark's applications to find his information, I think I found a match. "Now, Jack, it said in here your daddy is John Marston, is that right?"

"Yes... yes... " He tried to hold back tears but he was just so scared.

Thanks to Stark's technology, I was able to get his phone number right way. "Okay, I'm calling him right now, see if he picks up okay?"

"Okay..."

I sat down on the sidewalk, Jack sat next to me, my left arm wrapped around him, my right gripping the phone tight.

Please pick up. Please still be alive.

[Hello? Is that you Abigail?] A man picked up.

"Hello, Is this John Marston?"

[Yes it is.] He sounded anxious, but mostly worried.

"I have Jack Marston right here."

[Jack! Thank god. Is he alright?]

"Yes, but... he's all alone, his mum isn't here do you understand me? We're right outside of their apartment. You live here do you honey?" I asked, he nodded.

[Then where is she?!]

"She just... isn't here no more...You know exactly how." I said as calmly as possible.

He went quiet for a little while and eventually replied with a steadier voice. [I understand now. I'm coming to get him, please take care of him for me until I get there... and thank you so much.]

"It's alright." I ended the call then put my phone back to my pocket.

"Was that daddy?" He asked.

"Yes, and he's coming to pick you up."

"What about mommy?"

That muted me for a second, I stared into the distance.

"Bad things... happened," I whispered. "You know how there's a fight between the hero and the villain?"

"Yes...?" That started to distract him from crying. "I like superheroes."

"Is that so? Who's your favorite?"

"Spider-man."

I went completely speechless for that one.

"Will Spider-man get my mom back?" He asked with a broken voice.

I thought keeping myself busy would stop me from tears and I was wrong.

"Listen to me... okay? Sometimes, in a fight, heroes don't always win, sometimes... villains win the fight, and many innocents pays for it. Because life isn't always fair, but we need to stay strong."

"Will she comes back?"

"Maybe..."

"Promise?"

"I don't know..." I said honestly. "I can't give you any promises, but I can tell you one thing... Though this is not even where I belong, I'll never stop trying to avenge the fallen. That, I promise you."

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side notes

-I do not know if May's snap will be inform in the future, this was only my idea, if it changes in the future remember I wrote this before far from home.

-The name of the family is an eater eggs to a video game Red Dead Redemption 2.

-This chapter fucking broke me.