"BRING HIM BACK!!"

        Quill starts looking for Thanos. Tony frosts his wound to stop the bleeding.            Peter runs to me, "are you okay? I was trying to get to Tony and-"        "I'm fine." I cut him off. "I would have done the same thing."        He hesitates, "can you stand?"        I test my muscles, I would probably be able to stand but I'm feeling dizzy even just sitting... "I don't know."        He holds out his hand and I grab it. He helps me up gently and I get a rush of dizziness. He helps me sit on a rock and starts to put bandages on my cuts since that's all we can do for now. If I injured my head or ribs we'll have to take care of that later... if there is a later.           "Did we just lose?" Quill asks dumbfounded.           Tony looks at Strange, "why would you do that?" Tony sounded genuinely hurt.           "We're in the endgame now." Strange states breathless.          He was probably trying to be meaningful or whatever but I had no clue what that meant. Peter sat next to me. Quill looked frustrated and he quickly flew up to get Mantis, Drax and Nebula down form where they were. Once everyone's safely on the ground we sit in silence.        We have no way to leave the planet so all we can do is wait until something happens.         Peter walked over and helped Tony stand. There was no way I would be able to stand so he didn't bother trying to help me. We all gathered around in a circle, looking around.         Finally Mantis speaks up, "something's happening..."         I furrow my eyes brows and then I feel it to... tingling. We're in danger. I look up at Peter and I could tell his spider sense was going off as well but with no way to tell what was about to happen, there was nothing we could do.         I looked back at Mantis and was about to say something when she just... dissolved. Dissolved into dust in an instant. My breath quickened and I looked around, what was happening?!          Everyone else looks just as concerned. Quill looks at Drax and I follow his gaze. Drax's arm slowly dissipates into nothingness.          "Quill?" Drax asks quietly then evaporates.          Quill's eyes are wide and mouth open as he looks at us. I want to run but running won't help. Something else is happening outside of our control.            "Steady Quill..." Tony says warily.           Quill gasps, "oh man..."           He disintegrates as well.           I feel my breath catch in my throat as the tingling spikes. Tears cloud my eyes  and I grab Peter's hand to ground me. I don't look away form Tony for fear of him disappearing. I can't let them die I can't let them die          Tony looks at Strange, we're all lost on what to do.          "Tony." Strange says, "there was no other way..."         His voice breaks on that last part and he starts dissolving too.         Peter hand leaves mine and I immediately look up at him. His eyes look frantic.         "Mr. Stark?" Peter asks with a smaller voice. He's looking down at his hands, "I don't feel so good..."         My brain stops. I can't think or do anything. I watch Nebula look at Peter and I watch as Peter runs into Tony's arms and Tony hugs him back.        "I d-don't... I don't k-know what's happening... I d-don't-" Peter stutters.       "You're alright." Tony simply states but I can tell he's scared.        I see dust and I shut my eyes. NO! I feel tears fall down my cheeks fast. I keep hearing Peter stutter about it wanting to die, not wanting to go. I try to shut the noise out, this isn't happening. But it is.         It is.         I open my eyes to see Tony gently set Peter down on the ground. I stand up, instantly dizzy but I push past that. I stumble to Peter and fall to my knees in front of him. I grab his hand.         "Peter please... please don't go please..." I'm stuttering nonsense as I push the hair out of his face. "P-Peter..."        I get choked up and I feel tears continuously roll down my cheeks.        "I don't want to go... I'm sorry I don't want to go..." Peter says softly, looking at the sky.         I pull his face to look at me, his eyes are red and a single tears runs down his cheek. His body start dissolving, almost gone. I hold his hand tight, maybe if I don't let go then he can't disappear...        He looks at me, "I'm sorry..."        He leaves. Disappears. Dies. Gone forever. Peter's dead.        I grasp at where his body was, where it should be, but there's nothing. I collapse onto my hands and knees, he's not gone, he's not! He's fucking Spider-Man!! Spider-Man can't die! He can't!          I feel a hand on my shoulder and I immediately stand up, swaying but standing despite wanting to collapse. It's Tony.          "Ashlyn..." Tony trails off.          More tears come down my face, "what?" I snap.         "It's okay... I'm here it's okay..." Tony tried to comfort me and he holds out his hands for a hug I would normally accept. Not now though, not now.           "No it's not! Don't tell me it's fucking okay! Did you see what kind of just saw?! Peter fucking died!! He's fucking dead! He died and you just-just.... Stood there! STOOD THERE AND WATCHED!" I scream. He opens his mouth to speak but I cut him off. "YOUR IRON MAN! YOU SAVE PEOPLE! ISNT THAT YOUR JOB!! WHY DIDNT YOU SAVE HIM?! Bring him back!!"           Tony shakes his head and out shins hands in my shoulders out I yank away. "NO! Bring him back Tony!! Please bring him back..." my voice breaks and I feel my knees go weak.          Tony catches me before I fall and we sit on the ground, hugging. I sob as I Lena into his shoulder, "bring him back Tony... he can't be gone..."          My vision goes blurry, I can't tell whether I'm about to pass out or it's because of the tears. I feel one more wave of dizziness and then I pass out, the last thing I see being Tony. Was that... a tear on his cheek?