Captain America hated retreating. More than most could even comprehend, but he was overpowered. They all were. Every hero out there had no chance of beating the entire combined world armies. Especially now since most heroes were like what he was about to be doing. Hiding. Hiding form the rest of the world, create an underground operation, maybe try to save who they can. Possibly even build up power until...

Captain America shook this out of his head. This wasn't going to happen. He couldn't lead anymore. He wasn't sure he wanted to. So much had rested on his shoulders in the past, but now it was too much. Revolution, hell, the stress would kill him alone. No, no, he would go into hiding until someone else started an operation, a revolution. He hated the selfishness he found in his own thought, but put it away. More pressing matters to intend to. Such as, finding a place to hide. Germany, he suspected, was a good choice. He knew the country like the back of his hand. He ought here, and had a base no one knew about. Except winter Soldier, but that didn't matter. T was the last place anyone would look if they wanted to find him. An underground old Nazi bunker near Stuttgart.

Perfect.

But how to get there? He had absolutely no idea. The Quinjet had been destroyed. Conventional flight was grounded until further notice. What the hell could he do?

Then an Idea hit him. An old friend could probably find a way across an ocean, if Kingpin hadn't gotten to him. Black Panther had a boat, he could take him, and as many Avengers that were left across, go into hiding together. Or just…just.. He didn't know. Why was he hiding, and not fighting on the streets, like Daredevil and poor Spiderman did. Why was he, the symbol of America, running to another country like a complete coward.
His shield gleamed in the morning sun as he suited up. Time to roll. Time to make heads roll.

Captain America made it two steps outside of his base before armed soldiers fired rounds of tranquilizer into him. He fell, and passed out.

Kitty Pryde fell asleep crying on the damp and cold forest floor. Bobby watched her solemnly, not crying, but on the verge of it. As Kitty fell asleep, Bobby stayed wide awake, watching for anything moving. Even a squirrel made him jump after a few hours of intent watching. Also, he tried to sort out what had just happened in his mind. All of the X-men, save him and a few others, were dead, or captured. All of the leaders were. Dead, the people he had trusted, Scott, who was like a father to him, dead. Shot, or died in the explosion. His teammates, schoolmates, friends. Dead, dead, dead. All of them. Now all he had left was Kitty.

"You still awake bobby?" Kitty asked, her eyes puffy red.

"Yeah, I have to keep lookout." And I couldn't sleep.

"I can lookout for a while, you look tired." Kitty offered shyly "I'm not." Bobby told her. He offered a sympathetic smile.

"its cold out here." Kitty added, trying to change the subject.

"Don't blame me." Bobby joked, trying to lighten the mood. It didn't work very well, but he id get a small smile out of Kitty. Kitty moved to him and laid her head on his shoulder. She smiled a bit and Bobby held her to him, and she fell asleep once again.

Standing, red clad against the red of blood on the walls of Hell's Kitchen, Daredevil surveyed the landscape before him. Hell's Kitchen was now the safest part of New York. He could help but smile at the irony. The soldiers couldn't get in twelve feet past the gangs. The people he had been fighting to bring down were now his closest allies. Together, the gangs set up a perimeter around hell's Kitchen, guarded heavily. Daredevil called it his refuge for Heroes. The first of many bound to come. Daredevil had sent messages hidden in emails to as many heroes as he could, and so far only a couple have came, each with their own horror stories.

Eddie Brock had the worst. Spiderman died, saving his Eddie's life. The life of someone that had been trying to kill him for years. Eddie had made a poorly sewn suit resembling Spiderman's, and was wearing it with a mix of pride and sadness.

An older woman came up to the new Spiderman, with tears in her eyes.

"The fool saved my life." She said, teary. Eddie took the fragile woman into his arms and hugged her tightly. The woman stood back and smiled very warmly. "Give me that thing." She said, pointing to his suit, "And come with me"

Eddie followed obligingly, and found the woman was leading him to her old apartment. She took out measuring tape. She began taking measurements of Eddie, smiling the whole time. About three hours later, she came out of her apartment, holding a expertly sewn Spiderman outfit, made to fit Eddie perfectly.
"Here you go boy." She said, handing it too him. Eddie hugged the woman again, thanking her three times. He put it on, and felt like a whole new person.

Reed Richards paced in his cell next to Susan Storm. There had to be a way out of the damn prison, he was sure of it. But somehow, the place took away their powers. Ben Grimm wasn't the hulking mass of rocks he usually was, just a normal person, Johnny could flame on, and Reed couldn't stretch. What was the place? Reed had been in power dampening situations before, but none of them seemed to fit this one.

To make things worse, the prison guards didn't seem to even be alive, like zombies. No grumbling or anything. There was no way to get news form the outside world. But Reed knew it must be hell. Susan stood and put her hand on his shoulder.

"Its ok Reed. We can get out of here." She comforted, but it didn't help.

"I don't know if we can. Not yet at least." Reed sighed and sat on the floor. No where to run, no where to hide. Nothing to hide form though.

"I guess we are stuck for now." Johnny said, his cell was across from Reed's.

"Shut up hot head." Ben growled, he hadn't moved since they had been put into the cell, his twenty story fall had damaged him enough to cause pain with every muscle strained. "Isn't no way I'm getting out of here at all." He added grumpily.

"We can wait." Susan told Ben soothingly, "You will be ok in a matter of time"

"Yeah right. NO offense Susan, but we are stuck here. Well, I am stuck here. No more clobbering time for me." HE seemed resolved. "Besides, the Kingpin isn't going to let us live. He killed Spiderman, and tried to kill Castle, and Murdock"

"I wonder." Johnny said loudly, "Where Dr. Doom has gotten to. Kingpin has been killing some villains off as well. I heard Magneto got it"

"Well, Dr. Doom isn't stupid, I'm sure he has joined right up with the big Pin." Reed said. He stood back up and continued his pacing.

"That isn't comforting." Susan sighed.

"I know." Reed snapped.