Steve Rodgers slowly regained consciousness, remembering where he was. His eyes opened to see Thanos, with an axe in his chest. Thor stood there, and that scene was of victory, that is what they wanted after all. Then... Thanos snapped his fingers and something happened. The war verteran couldn't describe it, but something changed. Captain America struggled as he got up. "Where is he?" Steve asked, his voice filled with panic, only to be met by silence from Thor. Hearing a voice call on to him, Cap turned his head to see his best friend, Bucky Barnes. "Steve..." the former assassin said, and it happened to be his last word. Slowly his body was decimated and turned to dust. Steve moved over to where Bucky was standing just a second ago and reached for what was left of him, but that was nothing. He remembered how it felt losing Bucky the first time, when he fell off that train. Snapping back to reality, Steve looked around, finding vision's broken body on the ground. He walked over, and once he saw that Wanda wasn't there, the realization that it wasn't just Bucky who turned to dust hit him. He fell to the ground and sat, his heart rate speeding up to inhumane levels. He looked around, the faces of panic and shock all just stood and stared. Steve lost, the avengers... lost.