Hey guys! It's been awhile since I've posted anything Avengers, and after seeing Infinity War, I couldn't help myself. Now, before I say anything else... I will warn readers one more time:

INFINITY WAR MAJOR SPOILERS AHEAD!

That being said, I really don't want people lashing at me about spoiling the film for them. You have been warned.

Here's the full synopsis:

Tony didn't know what was happening anymore. He didn't know what to believe. After Titan... he was having trouble coping. He had lost so much... they all had. How much are they willing to sacrifice if it meant they could make things right?

Peter woke up in a strange place that doesn't feel quite right. He has a normal life, his dream job... However, there was this nagging feeling that he was missing something obvious. When Peter stars to dig a little deeper into this strange world's past, he is mysteriously attacked and things go downhill from there. Seeking out answers that may lead him to a life he had lost, Peter tries to make sense of this strange situation he's gotten himself into.

Enjoy!

Tony didn't know how much time had passed as he knelt on the ground. It could've been minutes, hours... but to him, it felt like eternity. He probably should've been more worried about how he was going to get off the damn planet or what he was going to do about his abdomen stab wound that was burning like hell, but he couldn't stop staring. Tony just looked down at the ground where the kid had been, his last words still ringing in the billionaire's ears.

I don't wanna go, Mr. Stark, please...

If anyone had asked what exactly Tony was feeling at the moment, he wasn't entirely sure he could explain it. There were mixed emotions, but there was mostly guilt. He should've tried harder to keep the kid back on Earth... he should've tried harder to protect him... Now Peter was gone and the only thing left of him is the ashes that were embedding themselves in his hands.

There was also anger. Angry at the kid for not listening to him. Angry at himself for letting something like this happen in the first place. Angry at Strange for giving up the Time stone to save Tony... the sorcerer should've just let the billionaire die. He should've been the one to go, not Peter... not Strange, not Drax, not Star Lord... He should've been the one to die. Maybe then they would've had another chance to fight...

It was the only way...

Strange's last words confused the hell out of him, but it made his anger spark even more just thinking about it. Why did it have to be him? Why does it always seem to be Tony that has to be the one to deal with all the emotional baggage? Why couldn't it be someone else for a change?

Not that any of that mattered now, though. They lost. It was just him and some blue android alien that he didn't even know the name of. It was over for him either way. The ship was broken, there was no escaping this desert-like planet. Whatever Strange had sacrificed, it was all for nothing.

"Are you going to sit there all day?" The alien demanded. "Or are you going to get off your depressed ass and give me a hand?"

Tony didn't move from the ground, still shocked into silence.

"We need to get off this planet, and we need to get your wound looked at," The alien continued.

Tony gritted his teeth. "What's the point?"

"You said you have friends on Earth. We'll need their help to defeat Thanos." The Alien stated.

The thought pained Tony. Was there even any of the Avengers left on Earth? Or did they all disappear too?

"We've lost already," Tony stated.

"Maybe," The alien agreed. "But I'm not going down without a fight. Now you can either sit here and wallow in grief, or you can get off your ass and actually fight back. He killed my sister. You're not the only one who has lost someone."

With all that said, the alien stalked off and left him alone.

Tony didn't remember much after that. He remembered feeling drowsy and feverish, but he never once left the spot where Peter had disappeared. He couldn't bring himself to.

However, he must've blacked out at one point because the next thing he knew, he wasn't on Titan's surface anymore. No, when he came around, he found himself lying on a table with a towel wrapped around his abdomen. When he tried to sit up, he felt a searing wave of pain and he lost consciousness once more.

The next thing that Tony was aware of was the bumpy movement of a ship landing on solid ground. He felt a hand on his shoulder and Tony's eyes snapped awake.

He tried to shoot into a sitting position, but a firm, cold hand held his shoulder down. "Easy, human. You're home."

"Why didn't you just leave me to die?" Tony asked, his voice weak.

"Because you heard the magic man. He said it had to be this way," The cyborg stated.

"He acted out of cowardice," Tony shook his head.

"You're an arrogant ass," The alien shook her head. "Now, I'm not carrying you out of this ship, so you better get to your feet."

Tony grumbled something about pushy aliens who were a pain in the ass before painfully getting to his feet. He felt his knees buckle when he made contact on the ground.

"The infection is worse than I feared," The alien sighed.

"Tech should've taken care of it," Tony frowned, his eyesight getting hazy.

"Not this time," The alien said as she took his arm and threw it over her shoulder. "I so do not have patience for this. Walk."

"You're bossy," Tony's words were becoming slurred, his eyes beginning to close on their own accord.

Something slapped his cheek and his eyes flew open.

"What the hell was that for?" Tony demanded, not wide awake in the slightest, just pissed off.

"I told you I'm not carrying your heavy ass," The alien glared at him with chilling black eyes. "You can pass out when I hand you to your friends."

"How did you even know where they would be?" Tony wondered.

The alien didn't have time to answer before Tony felt a wave of fatigue wash over him and he passed out once more.

Tony hated passing out. Considering he spent the last who knows how many hours unconscious, he was beginning to wonder if he was losing his mind. He lost his luck, so what was next?

When he came around, he felt much more awake, but sore as hell. There was a steady beeping from a machine nearby and there was a tube in his nose that was feeding him fresh oxygen. The next thing he was aware of was the fact that he was shirtless. That was enough to cause him to shoot into a sitting position, immediately regretting the action as a wave of soreness washed over his tender abdomen.

He let out a groan in pain as he lowered himself back down onto his elbows.

"Mr. Stark! You're awake!" A female voice came from the doorway. "And you're sitting up I see. That's good news."

Tony turned his head to see a dark skinned woman walking towards him. She looked familiar, as if she reminded him of someone.

"Where am I?" He asked.

"You're in Wakanda," The girl replied with a thick accent. "The cyborg by the name of Nebula landed her ship just outside the city. We had received a distress call from her hours prior. When I saw you were injured, I took you here right away. The others will be rather relieved to know you're awake."

"Others?"

"The survivors," The girl clarified. "Natasha Romanoff, Bruce Banner, James Rhodes, Thor, and Steve Rogers."

It took a moment to realize what the woman had just said and he felt ashamed at the wave of relief that washed over him. So he wasn't entirely alone. He still had some family he came back to.

"Are they all okay?" Tony asked.

"Physically fine, but I believe we're all grieving," The girl replied sadly.

"Forgive me for asking, but, I didn't get your name?" Tony sheepishly inquired.

The girl smiled understandingly. "Shuri." She cleared her throat. "The others are upstairs if you wish to see them. Just take it easy. Your stab wound still needs time to heal."

Tony just nodded. "Um... Can I get some clothes?"

Just a new story idea I'm trying out. However, I will say two things:

1. This story does not follow the comics at all, it's just a story idea that's been on my mind ever since I was discussing the film with a few friends.

2. If there's enough demand I'll make more chapters :-) I just wanna see if this is something people will read.

With that said... Was it good? Was it bad? Feel free to let me know!

P.S. Title is bound to change. If anyone has good title ideas let me know! I've been kinda blanking on what to name this one :P