Chapter 7: The Mechanic, The Monster And The Ant

Author's Note: Well well well we finally got the A4 trailer and title and boy if Disney wants us broke by the end of 2019 they're doing an awesome job. The title is Avengers: Endgame as I'm sure you all know and the movie comes out April 26th 2019. So now I have a deadline. More chapters will be coming out often and I'll try to be done before Endgame comes out.

"I used to think the Avengers mattered. Like it meant something special. Something prominent. Now it's just a treasured memory."

"Why is that?"

"Because we failed."

"Tony, every team fails. It's a part of life."

"Is the universe in balance every time a regular team plays? Is there any real pain? True suffering? Things that keep you up EVERY GODDAMN NIGHT? IS THERE?"

The woman stayed silent. The man realised he took it too far and calmed down.

"Ever since I became Iron Man, hell even before that I lost people close to me. I'm tired of living this life. I just want to settle down and have a family without worrying the planet will blow up or something."

April 2019

Pepper Potts looked out the window of the new Stark Mansion. She was gently caressing a big round spot on her belly. Tony Stark came up behind her and held her hand. He was suited in a S.H.I.E.L.D jumpsuit while Pepper was in a long black dress.

Pepper glared at him and Tony winced in response.

"Why the hell do you have that thing on?" asked Pepper.

"S.H.I.E.L.D business." said Tony

She sighed. "What now?"

"Steve and Natasha were sighted in New York with the kid."

"Are you actually serious Tony? He helped you out why won't you let go what happened?"

"Because I run S.H.I.E.L.D. now and I cannot afford to look the other way as of now!"

Pepper rolled her eyes and briskly walked away in annoyance.

Peter stood at the Memorial For The Lost in Manhattan. He felt guilt. Anger. Regret. He stared at Ned's name and he wished it was him that went and not Ned.

"The pain goes away eventually Peter." said someone behind him.

Peter quickly snapped around and tensed but relaxed when he saw it was Tony Stark.

"What do you want Tony?"

"Nice to see you too kid. As I'm sure you know-"

"How could I not? You're the new director of S.H.I.E.L.D." deadpanned Peter.

"So then you know why I'm here." said Tony.

"I'm not going to tell you where they are, Stark."

"Why? This has nothing to do with you Peter. It's between me and Rogers."

"I'M NOT TELLING YOU BECAUSE THE LAST TIME YOU TWO MET LET ALONE WERE IN THE SAME AREA, HALF OF THE UNIVERSE WAS ERASED FROM EXISTENCE."

Peter then decided to calm down so he didn't alert anyone. "If you're going after him then tuck in that huge ego of yours and let go of the goddamn vendetta."

Peter walked away, leaving Tony dumbfounded and conflicted.

Alaska

Bruce sat quietly on a bench waiting for an old friend. He watched as civilians and cars passed by him constantly back and forth. He was holding a small, crumbled note in his hand and he had a small flip phone in his pocket. A taxi cab pulled up in front of him and honked twice. Bruce took one last look at the note and threw it to the ground and got in the car. After what seemed like hours, the cab stopped in front of a small hill.

"Your fare was already paid so get out my cab now, you dirty bum." said the driver.

Bruce ignored the driver's comment and walked up the hill. He slowly approached the cabin and knocked on the door. The door opened and a woman with short, brown hair stood there. It was Betty Ross.

San Francisco

Scott Lang sat in his apartment, reading Love Simon while Luis was making a sandwich. Luis decided to stay with him since losing everyone hit Scott pretty bad.

"Hey man you sure you don't want a sandwich? It's really good!" offered Luis.

Scott glanced up from his book momentarily then buried himself back into it. "Leave me alone."

Suddenly there was a knock at the door. Luis went to answer it and almost immediately he collapsed. Scott ran over to him quickly and saw a man wearing all black stood at his door with a sword in hand. Scott threw a punch but the man sidestepped it and and delivered a kick to the head.

Hours later Scott woke up in a dark warehouse. Three figures were standing in front of him. Captain America stepped out the shadows, sporting a scale like costume.

"Cap?"

"Nice to see you again Scott."