He should be dead, why isn’t he dead? The sorcerer supreme opens his eyes to a world unknown, head aching and body fully intact. Stephen hopes- to a god he’s not sure he believes in- that everything was going according to plan; he was sure that this must be some sort of afterlife and that him being here meant everything on earth was going to be resolved. A light whimper yanks him from his thoughts as he realizes he’s not alone.
Groot searches for Rocket, his dad, his caretaker, the one person that understands him best. He looks around this weird orange place and can see nothing but sand and sky, and a weird misshapen thing a little ways away. He misses his dad, and his family; the guardians, as silly and disastrous as they could be sometimes, they were the most important people in all the galaxy to him. The teen whimpers softly as he realizes he’s all alone. He’s never been alone before.