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They did it. Three against one, they did it. After a well thought out plan with enough supplies to go through with it, the 3 ladies killed the shapeshifter.
Sharon Carter, Peggy Carter, and Jane Foster are the last remaining three out of a group of 11.
They lost the majority of their friends to paranoia
The rest from the shapeshifter's doing
They sat in silence after finally killing this monster that had been messing with them for what felt like an eternity now.
"I know...that we need to...let this sink in, and think about what has actually happened...but I'm wondering if we should do that in the car. Drive home first. I can't be here anymore, I...I never want to see this place again," Peggy said under her breath.
"Neither do I," Sharon muttered. Jane nodded in agreement.
"I'll drive. Let's go."
Their sobs were heard on and off during their drive, the same goes for when they met at the Carters' home. They didn't want to talk about it, the fact that their friends were gone. Everyone they'd known since they were kids was gone due to an occurrence they could never explain to anyone. Only they'd know the truth about what happened. The three of them became much closer than they had been previously, but they were never the same. Years later, they'd accepted some of it, but it wasn't like they didn't carry it with them everywhere.
Sometimes the three of them remembered how their lives were before it happened, how careless and free they all were:
