In Another Universe

"I Love You"

I can't believe what my eyes are seeing. This is a nightmare. I feel numb, terrified, I can't feel my feet, yet I take a step, bigger steps. Faster. I'm running as fast as I could. Scared. In denial.

Each step I take, another body gets dusted.

T'Challa.

Thor's friend, the tree.

And more Wakandan.

I felt my body about to give up, but I can't. I need to find my friends. My family. I kept looking around, witnessing this terrible scene. I need to see my team, yet I'm scared I'd see them dusted.

Steve.

I need to see him.

There. In front of Visions body. Looking at someone. Seeing how broken he is, it's either Bucky or, Sam. I feel another pain piercing through me. Where are the others? Where's Rhodey? Wanda? Please stop. Someone stop this.

Stop.

I'm standing behind Steve. Slowly placing my hand on his shoulder, scared he'd be too fragile and turn to dust if I put much pressure. He turned toward me. Tear fell from his eye.

Bucky

It's Bucky.

Then where's Sam?

Please stay where you are. We'll find you. Just please, don't turn to dust.

I pulled Steve, to give him a hug. How hard it must've to see someone you love get dusted in front of you, without anything you could do. It's a lot harder, but I don't know how much harder. I don't want to know. So please. Stay.

Don't you dare get dusted in front of me Steve. And I won't get dusted for you. I held him tighter, yet slowly. He's here, in my touch.

Thank—.

What's this?

"Steve?"

"Nat."

I can feel his arms loosen from my back.

"No."

"Nat."

I pulled back to look at him in the eyes.

"Steve no."

He smiled. And it hurts.

I can't. Please no.

"I love you, Nat."

"Don't do this."

"I don't want to."

"Let me go with you."

"Promise me you'll live a life."

I don't want to, I don't want a life without you. I want to tell him, and a lot more things but there's no time. He's slowly fading, but one thing I want him to hear for the first time, and painfully, maybe last.

"I love you."

And there he's nowhere to be seen. I let myself fall to the ground.

The day ended. I lost Steve. Sam. Wanda. Vision. Maria. Nick. As time goes by, the number of our lost teammates increases, slowly, painfully. Each second and the number of the dusted, increases.

No. I refuse to accept. Whatever sorcery is this, there's got to be a way to undo this.

The pager. Carol Danvers. There's too much destruction and the only good thing that happened is her and finding Tony. And Nebula.

After weeks, we've finally found a chance to face Thanos again. A chance to undo the snap. To have everyone back.

"I used the stones to destroy the stones."

I feel my world crumbling down again, even if it already did.

Is this for real? Is that it? No. Of course not.