A/N: Hey, so this story is weird, AU of that scene in Infinity Wars- there are probably loads of timeline issues with this but eh *shrugs* it's an AU.
Enjoy :) (Or not)
"We lost," Wanda said, wrapping her arms around herself, "How could we lose?"
The Avengers, Guardians and Doctor Strange wee all huddled together. The sand on the ground flew everywhere as a breeze swept over Titan. Many of the group were anxiously tapping their feet or holding hands tightly. Vision walked over to Wanda and put and arm around her. She immediately leant into him.
Suddenly Rocket's voice cried out. "Oh God, we're all gonna die!" His outburst caused many of the others to begin talking over each other desperately.
"Please, no."
"My kids! What about my kids?"
"I don't wanna die!"
"We have to do something!"
"I am Groot!"
"Quiet!" Natasha's voice suddenly rose above all the others. "We're not going to die. And panicking isn't going to solve anything."
"Nat's right, we all have to calm down." Tony said walking over to her. He put a hand on her shoulder which she promptly shrugged off. Sam stifled a laugh.
"Calm down?" Gamora snapped, "Thanos is going to destroy half the universe, and you want us to calm down?" She clenched her fists. Peter Quill grabbed her hand and instead of yanking it out of his grip, she squeezed it tightly.
Steve spoke up. "We have to think about this logically. Half the universe. Think about how big the universe is, and then look at us. What're the chances of us dying?"
"About the same as us living." Bruce said.
"My point being," Steve sighed, "I think those are pretty good odds."
"Capsicle has a point," Tony added, "We just have to stick together."
"And not die." Scott interjected.
"That too." Vision said grimly.
"We're family guys," Tony carried on speaking, "We look out for each other." He nodded at the Guardians and Strange. He needed them to know that they were included in this.
"Oh boy," Sam rolled his eyes, "He said the f-word this must be serious."
"It is." Stephen said. He adjusted his Cloak. "We have to be careful."
"Thanos has the stones. We have to do something." Thor said. He scratched the back of his head awkwardly.
"Like what?" Clint asked. His mind was stuck on Laura. He may never see her again. His kids could grow up without a dad. That crushed him.
"Our ship has been badly damaged in the descent to Titan," Manyis said, "But I do think it can be repaired."
"Since when have you been an expert on ships?" Draw asked looking at her. Mantis shrugged smiling gently.
"Okay then," Stark said, clapping his hands together and grinning, "We fix the ship, find Thanos and nuke that purple raisin."
"I do not think it would be wise to use nuclear warfare on him Tony," Vision said, "Perhaps a more subtle approach that will have less devastating results-"
"I... didn't mean literally Vis." Tony said. He wiped a hand across his face. "Remember," his expression became serious, "We're all going to be fine."
"Mr Stark..." a quiet voice came from the back of the group. Everyone turned towards the youngest Avenger. He was sickly pale.
"Kid?" Tony asked noting how crappy this kid looked. He hadn't spoken the entire time they were on Titan.
"I don't... I don't feel so good..." he stumbled towards Mr Stark, "I don't know what's happening."
Tony choked down a sob that rose in his throat. He bundled Peter in his arms and shushed him, stroking his brown curls, "You're alright." He lied.
"No," moaned Peter, "I don't wanna go, please Mr Stark, I don't wanna go..."
"I know, I know, you're going to be fine, okay? I promise Underoos, you're gonna be alright."
"It hurts." Peter whispered. Tony felt his heart break in half. Wanda felt tears slide down her cheeks, and Clint hugged himself trying to keep himself steady.
"Tell-" He gasped for air, "Tell Aunt May I love her."
"You can do that yourself kid," Stark promised laying Peter down with a dry chuckle. It came out sounding more like a sob. "We'll get you home."
Peter felt his mind go numb. He gripped his mentor's hand tightly, and tried to focus his gaze on Tony.
"Uncle Ben?" He asked hit years sliding down Peter's face, "I-"
"Shush kid, I got you." Tony Stark looked at Spidey through watering eyes. He thought Tony was his Uncle.
"I couldn't save you..." Peter mumbled.
Natasha let out a sob. Clint put an arm around her in shock and she buried her face in his jacket.
"You did all you could kid, you have done so much." Stark couldn't stop the tears now.
"I'm sorry." Peter took in one final halting breathe, looked away and melted into ash.
Tony couldn't breathe. His hand reached out and grabbed at the ash helplessly. I couldn't save him, he thought, I promised his Aunt I'd help him. For all his achievements none had been greater than Peter. For all his failures, nothing, nothing came close to how he'd failed the kid. Tony felt a hand on his shoulder.
"Stark," came Quill's voice. It seemed to be miles away. "We gotta go."
Tony flinched away from him. How dare he have the same name as the person he just lost. He knew it was stupid, but he couldn't think straight.
Nodding at Steve, Quill and Cap lifted Tony to his feet and walked him away from the scene.
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Blood was splattered all over the ground. Almost all of the team were on the ground, conscious, but hurt. Only Stark remained standing. After 3 months, they were finally able to track Thanos, and they had gone head to head.
"Tony Stark," Thanos' deep voice echoed around the room. "After all this time, we are face to face once again. Tell me," he paused, "What makes you think that this time you can stop me?"
"Because," Tony was shaking in fury, "Three months ago, that was my kid. And when you mess with my kid," he too paused, "You get your fucking ass kicked."