One More Mission
(An Avengers: Endgame Fanfiction)

Written by Faenya

Disclaimer: I don't own anything.

Characters of Avengers: Endgame by Marvel

SPOILER ALERT FOR AVENGERS: ENDGAME

YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED

Here's the second chapter. I hope you like it. Chers, Faey

- Chapter Two -

Vormir

Soul

Mind

Time

Space

In that order.

Asgard had been tricky, but what he faced next was difficult in many different ways. Cap had known that beforehand, had decided to return the stones in this order precisely because of it. It might have required at least one fewer vile of Pim Partical, if he had brought the soul stone back first. Although then he would have needed to find a space ship to transport him through the galaxy and probably someone to command it too. His experience with flying was limited after all and although he was able to fly a quinjet by now, he still could not shake the memory of his very first crash. In fact, he contemplated using up at least two more time travel serums, just to put off what he was about to witness a bit longer. It was torture to him, watching his friends fight each other. Fight about who got to sacrifice him- or herself for the other. Cap watched from a distance as Barton and Romanov both went over the edge. He heard shouts and screams. And then nothing. Breathing out slowly he gathered his wits to confront the hooded figure looming on the cliff. It didn't move when he approached, but when he reached it, it vanished in a blink of an eye. Steve turned around searching the place and found it empty. He peeked over the edge of the cliff. Way down he saw a figure, mangled and distorted, with wisps of red hair, fanned around her head. Seeing her like this made it real. After everything that had happened, everything they went through as a team, he had still hoped. Hoped for one more win. Tears welled in his eyes. He held out the soul stone and was about to let it fall when he heard a voice behind him. „Returning this will not bring her back." The hair on Steves' neck stood up on end as he looked up and turned around to the eerily familiar voice. Red, skull-like features under the hood. The phrase „This is impossible." , was about to leave Steve's mouth, but he caught himself in a split second. After all he had lived through, the word „impossible" had about lost its meaning. All sorts of questions formed in his head, „How was Schmidt here? What happened? Where is Barton? Why can't he bring back his friend?" They all turned out to be irrelevant. „I will leave it here anyway.", he said and was met with a hateful stare. „So you doom me again, Captain." Steve was not entirely sure what meant, but he knew that by returning the soul stone he would enable this alternative timeline to return to his original one. He knew that Red Skull would be visited again and that the green-skinned daughter of Thanos would find her end here, thereby freeing Captain America's first nemesis from his apparent curse at one point in time. He hoped it would feel like an eternity to the red-faced bastard and replied with thinly disguised disgust in his voice, „Always a pleasure." Steve held out his and over the cliff, let go of the stone and watched it fall down into the abyss. Ignoring the painful scream in the background, Steve pressed the button on his spacetime-navigation system. With one last glance down to the body of his friend he whispered, „Goodbye Natasha" and vanished.