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"I assume you know how to fly this thing," Tony Stark said to Nebula, taking a seat in the cockpit.
Nebula took a seat in front of the Milano's control panel. "I do, but don't blame me if this is a rough takeoff. Debris from that moon Thanos threw down at us is probably still all over the atmosphere."
"No problem," Tony exclaimed, buckling himself in and putting his feet up. "Let's get off this dead rock."
Nebula nodded, firing up the Milano's engines. Holding the yoke of the ship tightly in her mechanical hands, she adjusted the trajectory of the Milano so that it was accelerating straight up."Hold on tight," Nebula warned, struggling to maintain control of the vehicle. Before Tony Stark could sit up straight, the entire ship rocked violently. "Crap," Nebula shouted.
"What's wrong?" Tony asked, holding onto his seat as best he could. Alarms sounded from the blinking red control panel of the ship.
"This is the worst field of debris I've ever tried to navigate. We already took heavy damage to the left engine."
Tony looked out through the windshield as the alarms grew louder within the cockpit. The area in front of the ship was surrounded by large asteroids that once composed Titans moon. The asteroids were active, smashing into each other and crumbling into even more dangerous space rocks. It was unlike anything he had ever seen. Tony tried to fight a sudden wave of panic before it overwhelmed his body. "Can we turn back?" he asked taking a deep breath. There was no clear path back down to the surface.
"I'm not sure," Nebula said frantically, still flying the starship upwards as it rattled back and forth in the sky. "Even if we can, with the damage we've already faced I'm not sure we'll be able to get the Milano back off the ground again."
Tony shook his head as another space rock bashed the side of the Milano. He shouted over the alarms, "I can fix the ship again. If we land, how long until this clears up."
Nebula shrugged, jerking the ship to the left to dodge another asteroid. "I've never seen a disaster like this. You're the scientist, but I would guess it could take years before an exit from Titan would be safe."
"Years," Tony repeated, throwing his head back. Nebula yanked on the throttle to stop the ship and muted the alarms as it floated high in the Titan atmosphere. "I could also try to fly us out, but the odds of survival are slim to none," Nebula said.
Tony exhaled. After a moment of thought, he said: "I say you try it."
As the ship hovered in place another asteroid collided with the windshield, leaving a scratch. Nebula nodded, gripping the throttle as she analyzed the scene of violent space rocks in front of her. Tightening her grasp she looked to Tony and said, "You may want to close your eyes for this."
Tony nodded and did what she said. "It's been nice knowing you… blue alien cyborg," he exclaimed as the ship accelerated towards the asteroids st full speed. "It's Nebula," he heard her say as the trauma from another collision caused him to pass out.
A day later, Tony woke up in the cockpit to see Nebula slouched in her seat. "We survived?" he asked, looking down at his body to check for injuries. "For now," Nebula responded, looking out into the stars through the windshield. "The ship's totaled. We took an extreme amount of damage. To be honest, I don't even know how we made it out alive."
Tony scratched his head. "Is there some sort of space rescue team we can call?"
"Sure, but I doubt they will come," Nebula pointed out.
"And why is that," Tony asked, inspecting the stab wound Thanos had inflicted on his stomach.
"Thanos just erased half the galaxy. On his quest for the Power Stone, he obliterated the entire planet of Xandar. There are probably millions of ships calling for rescue at this very moment. By the time anyone comes to rescue us in this tiny star cruiser, we would have run out of Oxygen months ago."
Tony unbuckled his seatbelt. "So what now?" he asked. Nebula sighed. "No matter how good of a mechanic you are, there's nothing you can do. For now, you have the air on the Milano, the scraps of food in the cargo hold, and a week's water supply. When that runs out you die."
"Just me?"; Tony Stark asked.
Nebula nodded, accessing an outlet on one of her head's mechanical plates. "In a few minutes, I'm going to plug my self in and enter hibernation mode. It's one of the few plus sides of this body of mine. I'll survive feeding on low amounts of electricity until the ship dies."
"Nice of you to keep me company," Stark commented.
"Don't complain," Nebula said plugging a wire into her head. "By going into hibernation mode I'm saving you another three days at least."
A few minutes later, Nebula had entered hibernation mode, leaving Stark alone in the decimated spacecraft. Being Tony Stark, he did all he could to repair the Milano. He was able to fix 72 of 156 broken systems in the ship, but in reality, all that did was waste his energy. Tony Stark was stranded, alone, in space with a rapidly depleting supply of food, water, and oxygen. After desperately plotting ways out of his situation, Tony finally gave up a week later when his food was gone and all he had left was enough water for another day and a half.
It became clear to him that this was not like his first encounter with space back at the Battle of New York, where he had flung a nuke at Thanos' headship. This time with no portal back home. After days of denial, Tony Stark had realized that after all he had lived through he would likely die lightyears away from the planet he had spent years of his life trying to defend.
It was tough for Tony to accept his fate on his own. Dr. Strange had given the Time Stone to spare his life from the Mad Titan. If he died stranded in space, that would make that trade a total waste. If the purpose of that trade was for him to defeat Thanos, his death would mark the permanent end to half the universe. However, Tony tried not to think too hard on it. Perhaps Strange's move was just that Thanos needed the stone at that moment for an Avenger victory. All Stark knew for sure was that only time had the answers, and there was a good chance he would not live long enough to get them.
With a heavy heart, he took the remaining nano-bots from his suit that were not being used to treat his wound and created parts of the Iron Man mask. Using the long-distance message capabilities he began sending messages out to deep space, with the sad knowledge that nobody on Earth would ever be able to see them. The recipients included some Avengers, Happy, and most frequently Pepper. In all of them, he said all that he wished he could and then said goodbye, more as a way to make peace for himself than anything else.
A day after he recorded his last message to Pepper, Tony was too weak to stand. The water was all gone and the air was growing thin within the cockpit. Lying down against the back with his helmet in his hand he looked out into the stars. With a soft cough, he commanded the mask, "Display an image of Miss Potts." He hoped to hear the comforting voice of Friday, his latest AI assistant, but he was too far from Earth to connect to her. Instead, the image of his fiance displayed in a hologram in front of him. He looked at it closely and smiled, and his eyes began to close. Everything around Tony became cold. He didn't know if the temperature was a result of the ship was entering low power mode or if it was a symptom of his near-death state.
He had closed his eyes for the last time when the Milano shook around him. He forced himself to look up one last time and saw a bright shining light emitting out the windshield. He could only think of two explanations. The first was he was in fact dead. The second was that some ship from someplace had come to his aid.