Infinity War aftermath

by M Svarteros Laevateinn

Collection of ficlets about the consequences of the ending of IW that will deal with the feelings of the survivors. I cannot list every character in the tags (some don't even exist in the list) so I put the ones who will appear the most. (You can add Clint, Shuri, Tony, Rocket, Bruce, Nebula, May ...) Summary in the first "chapter" ! Edit 13/08 : announcement in the Author's note

4. Sam

Steve looked at the phone in his hands. They were trembling a little. The rush of adrenaline had not finished yet, apparently. This was unusual, it should have stopped hours ago, little after the fight. But after all it wasn't exactly a regular situation either. They had seen a lot those last years, but this… This should have belonged in a science-fiction movie. And only there. Their world was crazy, but to this point…

The blond shook his head and grimaced a second later because of his headache. He still had trouble believing all this happened. How a single person could just… erase half the universe. It was beyond his understanding. Yeah, the world would be better if the population was lower. They could have better lives. But … you could not just come and decide to kill half the planet ! This was monstrous. Cruel.

He took a deep breath. He had to do it. He knew them. But… Were they still even alive to mourn ?

He unlocked Sam's phone and looked through his contacts. There. Sarah Wilson-Carper.

The super-soldier pressed Call, brought the phone to his left ear and closed his eyes. How was he gonna announce his best friend's death ? Himself didn't even know how that happened. They didn't even have found his wings. Sam had just disappeared like the rest of them.

Someone answered on the fourth ring.

"Hel.. Hello ?" Answered a feminine voice.

"Hello Sarah. This is Steve Rogers."

Steve was facing the window. Announcing Sam's death to his sister had been hard. He had had no explanation to give. Just that the veteran had fought and then vanished into ashes. There would be no corpse to bury. He couldn't join Sam's brother. Maybe… Maybe he was dead too. He hoped not, because Jim had a kid.

He rubbed his face. He had to find something to do. Sam was the only one who had family to call. His mind wouldn't stop replaying the events of the day. He ran his right hand in his hair and tugged a little. Why wouldn't it stop ?! He just wanted five minutes of break.

Natasha. He would go see if she was okay. And then he would check on the others. Maybe after that he would be able to help the civilians ? Yeah, this sounded like a good plan. He could do that.