Ash Be Ash

The irony of life
Is our greatest fear is to forget,
Yet it's the only certain fate
That anything has ever met.
We know one day our earth
Will find itself victim to time,
That nothing will be left
To tell of your story or mine,
And still through life we rush
Scrambling for something to remember,
Perish the thought that ash be ash
And not the memory of an ember.

- Erin Hanson

DISCLAIMER
**I do not own Marvel**
(Also April Hanson has nothing to do with Erin Hanson but Erin Hanson is my favorite poet and Hanson is a fun last name. Soooo... yeah :)

Eighteen long years ago Thanos snapped his fingers and half the universe's population turned to ash and dust. This very same day April Hanson was born.
The only world she's ever known is the Post-Snap. In the years following Earth's loss the world scrambled to get itself back together. After blaming the Snap on the superheroes that tried to save them and outlawing their existence a sense of normalcy has returned.
That is, it had, until April stumbles upon something that's supposed to be gone forever.
April just wanted to go to the carnival. So after getting stuck babysitting five year old Emerson she goes anyway. But instead of a fun afternoon, April finds herself thrust into a world of forgotten heroes.
With the only hope the universe has found in eighteen years stuck inside her April must assemble a team of lost and abandoned heroes against everything she has been taught to believe.
But when hope is a thing of nightmares can Earth's Mightiest Heroes find it within themselves to return?

Excerpt:
"Heyyy Scary Lady," I murmur. Of course I don't mean to say this to her face, but some things were just meant to slip out.
"You should be very dead right now," Scary Lady snaps in response.
"Sorry?" I mutter.