Monster of a Ghost | Avenger's OC|

Fractured

"It's over, I mean they know! They know almost everything. She told them every last bit, where my powers came from, who I used to be, who she was and is. They've seen me for the monster I really am. I mean there's no escaping it!" Kelsey cried out frantically as she paced across the large room running her hands through her hair feverishly.

She'd been doing this for hours on end, pacing back and forth, tears in her eyes but it was only now that she'd actually started talking. 

She wasn't even alone, there were four other souls that were otherwise occupying the library: Alastor and Berthilde sat at a nearby table stacks of half-read books  surrounding them while Christian and Damian had both perched themselves on the counter of the help-desk tossing a ball between each other.

"That's not true." Christian called not missing a beat as he caught the ball his eyes trained on Kelsey.

"Yes is it is Chris! You didn't see the way they looked at me. I mean even now the horror that coated their faces is burned into my psyche forever. I can't go back to there. Not now not ever." She shouted right back the tears finally breaking the barrier falling down her cheeks.

Sighing Damian was the next to open his mouth, "Kels-."

"No Damian!" Kelsey cried her anxiety crashing down all her walls. "Don't you dare give me that look. I can barely raise my arm without some form of super-powered explosion."

Indeed, in the second Kelsey had raised her hand just a little bit above her shoulder there was a high pitched crack and a rough gust of wind which sent one of the stacks of books on Alastor and Berthilde's table crashing to the floor.

"Fuck." She whimpered crumpling to the floor in an all too dramatic fashion. Kelsey still was in her hospital dress she'd woken up in with the electrical nodes also still firmly attached to her skull.

"I am a danger to every single person around me. I can't stay here any longer, I'm too much of a risk."

"You're here aren't you. It can't be that bad if you're willing to be around us."

"No Bertie, I'm honestly only here because I have to change, and get this damn shit out of my hair so that I'm not sticking out like a sore thumb when I leave." Kelsey grunted tugging roughly at the wires pulling at her head roughly. "And I can't possibly go to my apartment, they'll go there first to try and bring me back."

Berthilde shot right out of her seat once she'd registered Kelsey;s previous statement. "What do you mean go? You can't leave!"

"I am leaving. I can't possibly stay in the city, it's too densely populated, it's too much of a risk. What if something happens and the fall out injures innocent civilians?"

Alastor now had decided he too would chime into the conversation, though it might have been better if he hadn't, "It's always what ifs with you!" 

Kelsey shot up now with a mad look in her eyes around facing all four on-lookers.

"There have to be what if's! I am a legitimate ticking time-bomb and I can't not think about my next five steps forward. And you know what I've done that! I sold the library and I'm leaving the city tonight. I'm going to disappear, get as far away from any signs of humanity and finish the job."

Damian called his voice cold, no familiarity was behind it as he pushed himself off the desk to stand in front of Kelsey. "What about us? What's going to happen to us when you go?"

"I've already talked to the new owner of the library. This place is already a city landmark, they can't tear it down or do any serious remodeling without months of appeals and paperwork. You guys have your home it's not going anywhere. Happy?"