Flying High (Terrorknuckle) (Superhero AU)

Chapt. 16

      "How much farther is the next obstacle?" I asked after heading down the passage for what felt like a while. 
       "You must be patient and wait for what your mind wants for you." 
       "Okay But can it hurry up I really want to get out of here." 
      "Brock your body is trying to heal.  You lost two of you lives and your body is trying to take care of itself," death said. 
      "I lost two lives?  I didn't think it would affect my body."
       "If you conscious died twice in a row it would take a toll on you."
       "Alright it makes sense but how long until my body heals?"
       "It should only take a little while longer so keep going until it thinks you are healed enough."
      "Okay."  I kept heading down the path for a while longer.  I finally got to a place where a person stood there and put me in shock.  Standing in front of me was my dad he looked happy and smiled at me. 
      "Brock, it's so good to see you," he said pulling me into a hug.  I smiled at him as a greeting for I thought if I tried to speak I would start to cry.  "Well you have a choice to make and the only way to pass through is by telling the truth to me."
      "What?!  What truth am I supposed to tell you?"
      "That's up to you But there is one that has been weighing you down for a while now." I felt something cold get wrapped around my leg.  I looked down and saw a metal ball chained to my leg.  I was standing on a unstable looking board  over a pit of darkness.  "You have three tries to lift the weight off of you before you die forever."  I gulped the down the fear rising up my throat. 
      "I'm sorry for killing you and everyone else I love." I said the first thing that came to my mind.  The plank under me broke and I fell.  I opened my eyes and was standing on another board.
      "That's barely weighing you down from how much the guilt hurts you." 
       "Okay." I thought for another answer.   "Dad I'm into men and I think I'm gay."  The plank broke again and I fell again.  I opened my eyes once again standing on a board. 
        "Well That is a secret it's not the one that's weighing you down the most."  I gulped audibly trying to think of what is weighing me down.  An answer that hasn't crossed my mind in a while came to me. 
       "I forgive myself for killing all of the people I love.  It wasn't my fault and it's in the past so I can't change it."  The loud noise chimes once again and the ground came back under me. 
       "Very Good Brock I hope to see you in some years and good luck with that Brian man."  I snickered at his comment and headed down the passageway.