"Kailyn. Come on Kailyn it's me,"'a voice says. I open my eyes to see Hunter right there. "Hey," He says. "Hunter?" I say wondering if this is real or not. "Did you really think it was that easy to kill me?" He says acting all cocky. "I'm sorry," I say crying, "I'm sorry I didn't save you." He begins to pull me into a hug and hold me close.
I sit up sweating. It was just a dream, Hunter is still dead. I get out of bed, being as quiet as possible not to wake anyone and walk into the kitchen. I'm surprised to see mostly everyone awake. "What time is it?" I ask trying to seem awake. I don't know hand me a tuba. *blows tuba* who the hell is blowing a tuba at 3 in the morning. Wtf. I think. "2:39" Steve says. Why are they all awake. "We don't really sleep around here" Wanda said, accent peeping, oddly and you could tell by the dark circles under her eyes. "Who does sleep?" I ask. "Pepper, Morgan, sometimes Peter," Pietro says making expressions. "So you just sit here?" I ask. Natasha shrugs, "pretty much, yeah." You could tell they are all broken. To be honest it's because we know the reason we get to live and the world is saved is because of her. Our past is coming back. I haven't slept since she died. I've seen shit, it haunts my nightmares. I still feel like I'm dead. She's like my little sister. All these thoughts begin to overwhelm me but I hear something from everyone but him. Tony's mind, it's... blank. He can't comprehend what's happening or no, he just doesn't want to so he's making it all numb. Then, all of the sudden, there is a crack of thunder. I see lightning flash down in the yard. I don't have have to read thoughts to know who it is.
"So I hear your child has become ill" Thor says to my dad after sitting there for a while. Bucky scoffs at that. "Bucky," Steve says. "No go ahead," I say. "Can't you just read his mind anyway?" Sam says annoyed. "My head hurts," I say smirking. Bucky's still quiet. We wait a moment. "Ill is an understatement," He says, "she wakes up crying in pain, her body is falling apart and she's trying so hard to act like she's OK but really the cure is eating her alive tearing her apart and I want to be with her but when I go in that room... it's, it's like she's dying all over again." Bucky says clearly not OK. I forgot about him, he for some reason is so in love with my mom he wanted to marry her. Why? She's always in danger, never has a moment of rest, she's like me, always has something going on, to busy for love. Then I snap out of it realizing that there has been a whole conversation and all that's left is myself and Thor. "Kailyn?" He questions. "Yes?" I say. "Are you alright?" He asks. I smile, "why wouldn't I be?" "I know what it's like to lose someone close to you," He starts. "My mom, for starters, she's not dead, yet and we aren't close, we've talked gotten together one other time outside of all of this." I say. "Who else did you lose then?" He asks sitting across from me reading my emotionless face. How the hell did he do that? "What do you mean?" I ask trying to seem like I have no clue what he's talking about. "The way you space out instead of being witty and smart, the darkness in your eyes, the way you look as if you've had trouble sleeping," He says. I'm silent, these couldn't be noticeable. "I've suffered much loss to know what a person who lost there world looks like." Hunter, my world, was he really. I mean we fought together and yeah we're cousins but my world. "That's exactly what he was," I say. Hunter was my world, he was there when I became broken and lost. "He was from another dimension and we are, were related. I should have done something but I was just there, watching him die right in front of me. I should of done something,anything then stand there and cry" "Sometimes it's OK to cry" Thor says with his soft smile. "I'll keep that in mind" I say back. I walk into the room I'm staying in. I close my eyes and begin to murmur spells.
"Kailyn" a voice whispers.
I work to ignore the voice
"Do it" I hear the voice say.
I open my eyes to see Hunter. "No" I say. This can't be real. He's dead. "You have to kill her, things will just get worse" he says. "No I can't do it, shes my mom, people are suffering, they are counting on me" I say. He scoffs. "I can't rest until she's dead. You went soft. I thought I could always count on you."
He's gone.
He's right.
