It was all a blur. Fire erupted everywhere, there was a hulk like roar that echoed somewhere close by. For a good while no noise penetrated Steve's ears. It was like white noise circulated in a dome around his head.
Steve wasn't sure how long ago he had stopped flying after the explosion, he wasn't sure if he had even hit the ground. If he had, Steve didn't know how long it would take for the world to stop spinning.
Finally, after a long time, Steve felt able to move. More like he needed to. His team was in that explosion, they could be dead! Peter was there! That was all the motivation Steve needed. His team was strong, they were near indestructible, even those that weren't, they were just too stubborn to die. But Peter, he was just a kid. He had been placed in Steve's care and he failed...
Steve moved a finger, he felt a rough texture beneath him. Sound was slightly coming back to him but his sight was still dark. Feeling started creeping into his body, starting from the very finger he just moved. Steve groaned, he wished the feelings would go away again, anything but this. He could feel pain, so much pain! He hadn't felt so much since before the serum. There was something heavy on his chest. Steve moved a hand, his left- no, his right hand, and felt his stomach. It felt like a large slab of concrete or something. Something was digging into his side. He felt around and found the smooth familiar texture of the his shield. It had hardly cushioned his fall but Steve was pretty sure it was to thank for him not having a broken back... at least, he didn't think he had a broken back.
Steve lifted his right arm to push away whatever was on top of him. Whatever it was, it somehow missed his face. He pushed away at it and felt it shift but at the same time a burning pain shot through his arm. Steve released the debris and lifted his left arm. He felt along the right arm for any problems and found a large gash running past his bicep muscle. He guessed the reason he wasn't feeling much pain like cuts was because of adrenaline, kicking some of the pain away. That gave Steve a horrible thought. If it was this painful now, how bad was it going to be when the adrenaline wore off.
No time to think about it, Steve ordered himself, just have to get out!
Steve raised both of his arms and pushed, ignoring the white hot pain in his arm and other pains that surfaced through his shoulders, abs and torso.
The object above him groaned and shifted. He pushed and pushed feeling the weight above him heave.
It must have taken over a minute before he could see a white light peak into his little, cramped prison. It showed that he wasn't at all far down. Fresh air flooded into the space and with that came deafening noise. There was so much noise, Steve almost dropped the object above him but he held firm. The white noise vanished and was replaced by screaming, sirens, cars and life. He was alive, he just had to move this damn slab. Finally, Steve gave a final push and, what appeared to once have been a corner for a room, flew off him. It took Steve a minute to adjust to the sounds and the light, it was blinding! Slowly but surely, the light dulled down so he could make out shapes, then colours and finally, things came back into focus.
Steve looked around and saw that the once impressive Stark Tower was now cut down to car sized chunks surrounding about a hundred metre radius and Steve was near the edge of that radius. Steve tried to stand and found himself collapsing immediately. His legs felt weak and he felt powerless. Steve grabbed the closest thing he could find which turned out to be something like a pipe, sticking out of the ground and used it to heave himself up. It was a hard job standing upright but he managed. Just.
"Cap!" a voiced called out. Steve instantly spun around to the sound and instantly regretted it. Everything hurt!
Iron Man, or Tony in a dented, scratched and helmetless Iron Man suit flew towards him.
"Jeez, Cap, you look..." Tony trailed off.
"Not looking to good yourself." Steve muttered after a moment of silence. Tony grinned.
"Well at least I know your personality's still in tact." Tony quipped with a small smile before flinching.
Steve raised a questioning eyebrow but Tony waved him off.
"Come on, you need a hospital." Tony said urgently, realising that Steve was probably bleeding out.
This time, Steve waved him off.
"What about the others?" He questioned.
"It seems hulk grabbed Widow just seconds before the explosion. He shielded her from basically everything. The only thing she has to worry about are hulk sized hug bruises. Clint contacted me, he got Pepper out of the building and away from the disaster area. Whoever positioned these people just wanted Stark Tower to fall, they knew how to position people so that it wouldn't cause too much damage to surrounding areas." Tony said. If Steve wasn't so out of it he might have picked up on the sound of Tony's voice that might have suggested he was impressed.
"Peter, what about Peter?" Steve demanded.
Tony's face fell.
"I – I don't know." He stuttered. The great Tony Stark felt useless. "Hulk claims he jumped to grab him but missed and-"
He saw the despair in Steve's face.
Hulk and Natasha are looking into where he might have landed. Don't worry, we'll find him." Tony said unconvincingly.
Yes, they would probably find him, but both men knew he probably wouldn't be alive.
"I- PETER- I have to find- PETER- find him." Steve rambled. He called for Peter when trying to make a sentence. He wasn't sure what was more important to say and his brain still wasn't functioning properly.
He struggled forwards in a hope to find him but couldn't hold his own weight.
Tony watched in despair as his friend scrambled hopelessly over debris calling out in vain. He saw silent tears sliding down Captain America's face. It was a sad day when the man your father looked up to, someone you and the rest of America looked up to, broke in a shamble of his own blood, tears and grief.
When he couldn't watch any more, Tony grabbed Steve and flew him to hospital, ignoring the mindless thrashing that was only half hearted, and hoping he could help his friend.
Sorry for the delay. I'll try update tonight but I'm currently in Switzerland and heading to Paris and have to go.