A/N: I wrote these chapters listening to Lovely by Billie Eilish and Khalid. If you want a more immersive experience, play the song.
"Isn't it lovely, darling. Perfect for a growing, and powerful girl" the mass of black smoke looked down at you.
"W-what am I supposed to do here!? There is no one, nothing, I'm going to die here!" you rambled, looking around at the deserted city, that had been covered in dust.
"Oh young one, you're too powerful to die. There is food stored somewhere, as for the lonely and barren wasteland you'll be living in...I can't help you much." The mass said again shifting in and out of different forms
"My father will find me. They WILL find me.." You looked down, holding back tears.
"They think your dead child. Now, I must be leaving."
"You can't just leave me here! They need me!"
"Aren't you forgetting that your the one who sacrificed yourself..?"
You fell silent, still holding back the tears the wanted to barge out of your eyes.
"One day young one, one day you'll be needed. Then, you will be set free. You'll go back home to your father, your team." The black mass said again
"How long will that take?!" You snapped "I don't want to be here, I wanted to just be dead. Not be brought back and told I'm being locked up in solitary confinement!"
"You could be set free overnight, or in many years to come." With that, the mass disappeared, leaving you alone. It was only then that you finally broke down, crying your eyes out for the next few days. Your tears acted like a river, and the ground that was able to soak up your tears sprouted grass and small, beautiful flowers. You didn't notice the beauty You were creating around yourself though, You only noticed your own sorrows and guilt.
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Mimic (reader x Peter Parker/ Spider-Man)
Fanfiction{TAKES PLACE AFTER THE EVENTS OF INFINITY WAR. CONTAINS SPOILERS!} "Do you know what it's like, to be left alone with only your thoughts? All the while losing hope in the people you trusted?"
