Life is a Journey - Alex Summers, Havok

The Cost of War Part 1

    I'm not sure how long that it's been since I've gotten rescued. All that I care about right now is that I'm still in my washroom, and I'm attempting to soak up as much of the heat as I can. When Libby and I were in the shower, the water hurt me as much as it helped to heal me, just like she told me that it would.

She stayed in the shower with me long enough that she would be able to see for herself that my body is healing up properly and I was able to clean myself up without any trouble. After that she got out, dried herself off and got changed into fresh clothes before curling up in a ball in the corner of the washroom and falling asleep out of exhaustion.

I wish that I could be as lucky as her.

But I know that I won't be able to fall asleep until I've taken care of Riptide. So, until we meet on the battlefield, I take my sweet time in the mist of my previously hot shower and attempt to rein in my emotions so that they won't get in my way.

I know that Charles is worried about me, and he has every right to be. But I've attempted to make it clear to him that the only reason that I'm taking out more of our enemies than we had originally planned too is because I don't want Libby turning into Erik. I don't want everything that we've worked so hard to achieve for her to be for nothing in the end just because she wants to exact revenge on someone because they hurt me.

Charles has been in my head ever since they rescued me, I know that he's trying to give me space but he's also trying to let me know that he's here for me if I ever need his assistance for anything at the same time.

"Violet?" Speak of the devil and he shall appear.

"Yes Charles?" I whisper.

"It's time. Are you sure that you're alright to do this?" He asks cautiously.

"No, but I need to do this." I mutter clenching my hands into fists.

"Violet, she won't blame you if you can't..."

"I know she won't Charles. But this has more to do than just with her." I allow my parents figures to appear in my head both alive and dead. "I want to make them see that they messed with the wrong family, and if I don't show up then that will prove their point that I'm just weak. I can't... I refuse to let it happen to anyone else Charles, not the way that it happened to me."

"Alright then, if you're sure. No one else knows what happened to you earlier."

"Thank you, brother."

"You're welcome Violet." Before he left my mind, I can feel a ghost kiss being placed on my forehead and I knew that it was only him, and since he wasn't here in person I had no reason to be scared of the sudden strange contact.

I sigh but stand up anyways cleaning the washroom of the mess that Libby and I made before reaching out to her and waking her up.

"Libby." I say quietly, not wanting to scare her and nudge her softly.

"No." She moans.

"Libby." I mutter trying again, this time shaking her a bit harder.

"No. I said let her go." She says almost shouting and pushes me away.

My eyes tear up because I know exactly what's going through her head right now. I get back up again, but this time I push her tightly into my chest and repeatedly called out her full name hoping that she'll hear me calling out to her and eventually come back to me/

"Vi... Violet?" She whispers, her voice still in a daze.

"Yea Libb's, it's me." I mumble hoping to keep my tears at bay for her sake. She's already seen them more than enough recently; I don't want her to have to endure anymore for my sake.