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I'm afraid || America [Doctor Strange: in the Multiverse of Madness]

America Chavez had always been known for her ability to open portals across the multiverse, but the weight of that power often left her feeling overwhelmed, especially after the events that occurred during Doctor Strange in the Multiverse of Madness. With the chaos of traveling between universes and encountering versions of herself, her friends, and even enemies, she had begun to feel the crushing responsibility of saving lives, not just in her own world, but in countless others. 

Y/n had been her anchor through it all, a steady presence who had stood by her even when reality seemed to bend and break in impossible ways. Together, they had faced impossible odds, but now they were facing something even more terrifying—fear itself.

One evening, after another exhausting day of training with Wong and Strange at Kamar-Taj, America found herself sitting with Y/n on the edge of a mountain, overlooking the tranquil temple grounds. The sunset cast a golden glow across the horizon, but instead of feeling peace, America's mind was racing with thoughts she couldn't push away any longer.

"I don't think I can keep doing this," America said quietly, her voice trembling slightly. "What if I mess up? What if I can't save someone? Or worse... what if I cause more harm than good?"

Y/n turned to her, seeing the weight in America's eyes. Y/n had always been the one America could confide in, the one who understood her fears without judgment. "You don't have to be perfect, America. No one is asking you to save everyone. But I get it. The pressure must feel like a ton of bricks."

America stared at the ground, her fists clenched. "I'm scared, Y/n. I'm scared that one wrong move and someone I care about is going to die. And what if I'm not fast enough to stop it? What if I let someone down?"

Y/n reached out, gently placing a hand on her shoulder. "You're not alone in this. You have Wong, Doctor Strange, and you have me. None of us expect you to carry the weight of every world. We're in this together."

But America shook her head, frustration and fear boiling to the surface. "But that's just it, Y/n. Every time I use my powers, it's not just about our world. I could open a portal to a place where things are worse, where everything falls apart. What if I lose control and drag us into a universe we can't get back from?"

Y/n felt a pang in their chest. They had seen firsthand the way America's powers worked—how easily things could spiral out of control. The multiverse wasn't just a concept to them anymore; it was a terrifying reality with infinite unknowns. But there was something deeper that Y/n sensed in America, something that went beyond the fear of failure.

"What are you really afraid of, America?" Y/n asked gently.

America hesitated, her heart pounding. "I'm scared... of losing you."

The words hung in the air between them. Y/n's heart ached, and they understood. In all the universes they had traveled through, the idea of losing each other was the only constant fear.

"You won't lose me," Y/n said firmly. "I'm right here, and I'm not going anywhere."

"But what if I make a mistake?" America's voice broke, tears brimming in her eyes. "What if I open a portal, and we get separated? Or worse... what if something happens to you, and it's my fault?"

Y/n leaned closer, their voice soft but steady. "You can't live your life afraid of the 'what ifs,' America. I know the multiverse is full of dangers, but you've saved so many people, including me. You've faced things most people can't even imagine, and you've come through stronger every time."

America wiped her eyes, trying to hold back the overwhelming emotions. "I'm just... I'm so tired of being scared. Of wondering if I'm making the right choices."

Y/n nodded, understanding the deep moral dilemma America was facing. They had both been through enough to know that fear of death and the pressure to protect others was a burden many heroes carried, but that didn't make it any easier. The weight of having to choose who to save, and when to act, was something that could crush anyone.

"Every decision we make has consequences," Y/n said softly. "But we can't let the fear of those consequences stop us from doing what's right. You've got a good heart, America. You're always trying to protect people, to make the right choice. And that's what matters."

America looked into Y/n's eyes, searching for reassurance, for some way to quiet the storm inside her. "What if I'm not enough? What if I fail?"

Y/n smiled softly, brushing a stray lock of hair from America's face. "You're more than enough, America. You're strong, and you're brave, but most importantly, you care. That's why you'll never fail, because you'll always fight with everything you have to protect the people you love."

America let out a shaky breath, feeling the weight on her shoulders lessen just a bit. It wasn't gone entirely—she knew it never would be—but Y/n's words gave her the strength to keep moving forward, to face the fear and uncertainty with courage.

"Thank you," she whispered, leaning her head on Y/n's shoulder. "For being here. For understanding."

Y/n wrapped an arm around her, holding her close. "Always."

As the sun dipped below the horizon, the world seemed a little less overwhelming. America knew the challenges weren't over, that there would be more difficult decisions ahead, more battles to fight. But with Y/n by her side, she also knew she didn't have to face them alone.

Together, they would navigate the complex emotions and moral dilemmas that came with being heroes. They would face the fear of death and the pressure to save others. And no matter what the multiverse threw at them, they would continue to fight—for themselves, for each other, and for the worlds they protected.