It's as if time sped up. It's been a year since Harley died. Daniel was still heartbroken, but continued to live his life with the boys happily. He never dated anyone else after the funeral. He couldn't. He loved Harley too much. Even though he loved loved her, his love could never bring her back. No matter how much he wished it could, it would never happen.
Although his love may not have brought her back, a thunderstorm would. The storm was severe and the lighting was intense. Little surges of static from Harley's body still coursed through her even though she wasn't alive. The sparks inside of her attracted the the lighting and it struck right over her grave, causing the ground around it to explode. Her casket was broken on the top and her body was exposed. Suddenly, her body started to rise. Her veins started to glow and her eyes shot open with an icy blue color. She dropped from the sky, but safely landed on her feet.
(This is what I imagined her eyes as but literally glowing)
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(Harley's POV)
I woke up and everything around me was dark. Except for me. I could see the bright light the came from my eyes as they reflected off of a puddle in front of me. I looked at my arms and the veins we're excessively prominent. They were glowing blue. It looked like it injected my arm with a glow stick. My power surged through me but I could control it. I took a deep breath and reached my hand to the sky. A bolt of lightning attached to my hand and it felt like I was being recharged like Electro from The Amazing Spider-Man 2. That's what I feel like I look like. I took my hand and aimed it at a tree that wasn't close to any graves and wasn't too bulky or tall. A long string of electricity shot out and hit the tree. I could see between all of the branches. I silently chuckled to myself. I came back to life. I'm really here. I've gotta find my mom before anyone else sees me.
(Jack's POV)
I haven't seen Daniel like this. Ever. I don't know how to help him with this. None of us do, honestly. My thoughts were interrupted by Zach as he came into the living room.
"That rain is really comin' down.", he said as he walked in.
"Lighting's pretty bad too. It kinda remi-", Jonah says from across the room, cutting himself off.
"Do you think we'll ever be able to help him?", I ask the both of them.
They both shrugged and I sighed, sitting back into the couch.
I just wish he could be happy with her again.
- - - - Finally got the first chapter out. I just wrote this and it's 2:23 AM. I get a lot of thoughts when I can't sleep. I have concept art for this but I'll post it later today. I really hope you enjoyed this chapter. If you haven't read the story before this, please do. -Jaime 💗
