What if it was the opposite? Rewrite 2

Five years later

New York City was abandoned. There were boats gathered around a dock, all abandoned. A baseball stadium with no life present at all. The aftermath of the Decimation was evident, and Earth hadn't coped well.

An abandoned cafe has a poster on the wall labeled "WHERE DO WE GO, NOW THAT THEY'RE GONE?". A therapy session was taking place with Steve and seven other people.

"So I, uh... Went on a date the other day. It's the first time in five years, you know? I'm sitting there at dinner... I didn't even know what to talk about." Joe said.

"What did you talk about?" Steve asked.

"Same old crap, you know? How things have changed, and... my job, his job... How much we miss the Mets. And then things get quiet... He cried as they were serving the salads."

"What about you?" Jim asked.

"I cried... just before dessert. But I'm seeing him again tomorrow, so..."

"That's great. You did the hardest part. You took the jump, you didn't know where you were gonna come down. And that's it. That's those little brave baby steps we gotta take. To try and become whole again, try and find purpose. I went in the ice in '45 right after I met the love of my life. Woke up 70 years later. You gotta move on. Gotta to move on. The world is in our hands. It's left to us guys, and we got to do something with it. Otherwise... Thanos should have killed all of us." Steve said.

At San Francisco Bridge, all the way to a self-storage facility with a sign saying "U-STORE It, SELF STORAGE", with its interior filled with stored until it spotted Luis' van behind a metallic fence with a label named LANG. A rat crawled over the van's rear windshield and accidentally activated the controls for opening the Quantum Realm, haphazardly activating the Quantum Tunnel. The rear door bust open, flinging Scott outside the van.

Scott grunted as he pushes away a cushion out of his body, and deactivated the helmet, but still grunting in pain, as he swept away sparks from an electrical failure out of his suit, then tried to stand up.

"What the hell?" he said and managed to stand up, as another electrical failure sparks out of his gauntlets, and now looked around in a confused look. "Hope?"

Inside a security office, a security guard was reading a book as he looked upon his security screen, seeing something going on in one of the storage facilities. In the cameras, it showed Scott in his casual clothing, shouting, waving a sign with the word "HELP" written on it.

Outside the facility, he pulled out a pushcart and looked back seeing the guard giving a stern look from far. He walked around until reaching his hometown, finding a post filled with MISSING posters, abandoned houses, a wrecked car, nothing but desolation. Then he saw a kid in a bike pass by.

"Kid! Hey kid!" he yelled and the kid stopped his bike as he stared back in a serious look. "What the hell happened here?"

The kid still stared at him and was almost about to tear up, but immediately turned away from him and moved on. Scott still gave the same confused look, as he arrived in somewhat a memorial called "THE VANISHED", with all the names of the people who became victims of the Decimation. As he arrived on one of the engraved stones, he immediately dropped the handle in shock.

"No. Please. Please, please." he said and moved on to check the other side of the engraved stone. "No, no, no. No." he said and excused aside a young couple as he kept checking another engraved stone if his daughter's name is on one. "Excuse me, sorry. No, Cassie, no."

He kept checking the rest of engraved stones if her daughter's name was in one.

"Please, please, please, please... No, Cassie." he said in a mantra-like voice and looked at the engraved stone in shock, revealing his name in it. "What?"

Later he was running across the memorial, then to his hometown, only to ring a doorbell at his house, bang on the door, and try opening the door, but was found locked. Then, he saw a feminine figure appear out of a hallway inside. She got closer, in a purple sweater, with her hand pushing towards the glass door's window, and her face filled with amazement, as she unlocked the door.

Cassie, who hadn't seen him for five years, held up his face in an emotional sight and started to smile tearfully and he did the same.

"Cassie?" he said.

"Dad?" Cassie said and they emotionally hugged each other.

Then he shoved her back, realizing that she's a full-grown teenager.

"You're so big!" he said the hugged again.