The Dark Witch: Unknown (Avengers FanFic)

Chapter 41

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Song; (Audiomachine- Through the Darkness)

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Unknown.

That's what I am.

That's what I call myself.

I was a Rising.

Then I was a Fallen.

But when everything fell around me, I realized that had always been the case.

I never fit in with anyone.

I was always too much or too little.

It was never going to be enough.

Never going to satisfy anyone.

She was right about one thing.

I was more her then she ever was me.

Which is why this happened.

Why is why he won.

She had tried so hard to become me but in the end failed. I had tried so hard to become her and in the end, I failed too.

The next time I open my eyes, I don't want to. I don't want to face what's happened.

I don't want to do anything.

But I made a promise.

To bring both of us back.

Laying against the grass, I stared at my fingers as though they held all the answers in the world.

Unknowingly, I wipe away the dried tears that had dripped silently down my cheeks.

The mourning for the girl I lost.

"Where'd he go? Thor... where's he go?"

I see Steve in the distance, with a baffled Thor as they stared around them, confused and bewildered.

The air is cold, fleeting, dangerous.

It's the silence of death.

My vision flickers. The last of its remnants evaporating into the wind.

I see it before I feel it.

"Steve?" Bucky approaches the duo, staring forlornly at his fingers.

The Winter Soldier stumbles head first but before he can hit the ground, his body turns to ash, leaving his gun behind.

Steve eyes widen in shock as he approach the now missing Bucky. He squats down and touches the ground, unable to believe what he just saw.

All around me, energies began to disappear, disintegrating with the wind and leaving nothing behind.

Someone is yelling I realize but I don't stop to see who it is.

Not as Wanda locked eyes with me before her head falls backwards and she's succumbed to the snap.

Not as Sam stumbles to sit up from the undergrowth, eyes wide with fear as he disappears.

Not as T'Challa kneels forward before the snap takes him too.

Not as Groot's ashes fall victim to the wind.

Thunder cackled, a terrifying storm was beginning to unravel.