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(One had to be careful when they start searching for answers. The ones they find, or stumble across, might not be what they want or were looking for.)
She had settled into sleep, and her brain patterns slipped into REM sleep. The dream state. She was outside by the Avengers mansion, watching time shifting and changing all around them. Because of Kang, and Kang the Conqueror. The changes took away Billy, and Teddy. Possibly Cassie too.
"She's going to betray you all later, I saw it. And one of the Witch's spawn? Why should he matter, or you? You were never on my younger self's list." It was the older Kang, Kang the Conqueror staring back at her, and their surroundings shifted. Walls of an old hospital by the look of it. Paint crumbling, sickly dim yellow light.
"You're not really an Avenger. You have no power, and the little you have... can be taken away." He was taunting her with her sword again from one end of the hallway. "You couldn't leave well enough alone. Just like your dear old mother." He was aiming his futuristic gun at her mother now, and still had the sword aimed at Kate.
She tried to run toward them, only for her mother to be shot and vanish again, "No!" She was then stopped as she was grabbed from behind, an arm catching her around the neck to choke her. And the other hand going lower... No, no, not this! Not again! Hard to breathe, but she could still elbow him in the chin, stomp his foot, and kick him in the gut. And felt her attacker fall away and disappear.
"So you are an Avenger... or should I say, killer," Kang the Conquerer taunted her, "You killed me after all. As surely as that whelp of my younger self did."
She shook her head as he approached her while she was still coughing and struggling to breathe again, "Avengers don't kill."
"No? Isn't this your sword? Your stolen sword from the Avengers lockers? The one that sliced through my gut? Do you want it back?" He hissed at her, and then suddenly charged forward to plunge into her stomach.
"TAKE IT!" He yelled. She turned so it only hit her to the side of her torso. Narrowly missing the vitals as it sliced in. She sank down as he removed it and he then vanished. She plunged her fist into the wound, trying to limit how much she would bleed out. Even though, trickles of blood pooling around it, and over her knuckles, dripping on the tiled floor. It hurt, why did it hurt so much in a dream?
And there were footsteps approaching, and a voice, German accent by the sound of it. What's going on?
She had settled into sleep, and her brain patterns slipped into REM sleep. The dream state. She was outside by the Avengers mansion, watching time shifting and changing all around them. Because of Kang, and Kang the Conqueror. The changes took away Billy, and Teddy. Possibly Cassie too.
"She's going to betray you all later, I saw it. And one of the Witch's spawn? Why should he matter, or you? You were never on my younger self's list." It was the older Kang, Kang the Conqueror staring back at her, and their surroundings shifted. Walls of an old hospital by the look of it. Paint crumbling, sickly dim yellow light.
"You're not really an Avenger. You have no power, and the little you have... can be taken away." He was taunting her with her sword again from one end of the hallway. "You couldn't leave well enough alone. Just like your dear old mother." He was aiming his futuristic gun at her mother now, and still had the sword aimed at Kate.
She tried to run toward them, only for her mother to be shot and vanish again, "No!" She was then stopped as she was grabbed from behind, an arm catching her around the neck to choke her. And the other hand going lower... No, no, not this! Not again! Hard to breathe, but she could still elbow him in the chin, stomp his foot, and kick him in the gut. And felt her attacker fall away and disappear.
"So you are an Avenger... or should I say, killer," Kang the Conquerer taunted her, "You killed me after all. As surely as that whelp of my younger self did."
She shook her head as he approached her while she was still coughing and struggling to breathe again, "Avengers don't kill."
"No? Isn't this your sword? Your stolen sword from the Avengers lockers? The one that sliced through my gut? Do you want it back?" He hissed at her, and then suddenly charged forward to plunge into her stomach.
"TAKE IT!" He yelled. She turned so it only hit her to the side of her torso. Narrowly missing the vitals as it sliced in. She sank down as he removed it and he then vanished. She plunged her fist into the wound, trying to limit how much she would bleed out. Even though, trickles of blood pooling around it, and over her knuckles, dripping on the tiled floor. It hurt, why did it hurt so much in a dream?
And there were footsteps approaching, and a voice, German accent by the sound of it. What's going on?
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Date: 2008-02-04 06:51 am (UTC)She finally said, "There's got to be a way to protect ourselves. I fought him for a moment, and I know I hurt him before he hurt me."
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Date: 2008-02-04 06:56 am (UTC)He knows she's right but he's also rather shaken and looks at her on the bed, leaning down to kiss her forehead,
"Could I lay beside ye, love?"
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Date: 2008-02-04 07:02 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-02-04 07:04 am (UTC)"Thought was goin' to lose ye."
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Date: 2008-02-04 07:10 am (UTC)"Thought I'd be lost back there for good then."
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Date: 2008-02-04 07:12 am (UTC)"Would 'ave fought an done anythin' I could to get ye back. An ye're 'ere an alive."
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Date: 2008-02-04 07:17 am (UTC)Kate nodded, and gave a weak laugh to hide the fear still evident in her voice, "Both still alive. Maybe we're like cats with nine lives?"
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Date: 2008-02-04 07:20 am (UTC)He gives her a very gentle kiss before speaking again,
"Just outlaws."
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Date: 2008-02-04 07:26 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-02-04 07:30 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-02-04 07:34 am (UTC)"Please don't leave. I don't want to sleep. Not until there's a way to stay safe.
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Date: 2008-02-04 07:35 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-02-04 07:39 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-02-04 07:41 am (UTC)"Nay, later, ye need to rest."
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Date: 2008-02-04 07:44 am (UTC)She then clung tighter to him.
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Date: 2008-02-04 07:46 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-02-04 02:23 pm (UTC)"Owe you one now. If you hadn't been there..." She trailed off quietly, clutching at him. Help would have been too late if she was by herself.
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Date: 2008-02-04 09:17 pm (UTC)"Shh, love, just breathe, ye live."
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Date: 2008-02-04 09:59 pm (UTC)She then stated, unable to stop shaking just yet, "Never been that close before. Not like that, not for me. Not that slow. It's always been quick, abrupt attacks. Like Thor's lightning attacks, or that Kree who tried to choke me when we were helping those kids from LA. Not slowly dying like that was."
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Date: 2008-02-04 10:12 pm (UTC)"Slow makes it more terrifyin', just waitin' to die."
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Date: 2008-02-04 11:38 pm (UTC)"Felt like I was being pulled away, piece by piece. Like the whole world was vanishing," she murmured.
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Date: 2008-02-04 11:44 pm (UTC)"Oh my love, but ye came back."
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Date: 2008-02-04 11:49 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-02-05 12:04 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-02-05 12:08 am (UTC)A few more minutes passed as she cuddled against him.
She then remarked, more like her determined self, "We have to stop him, or them. Whoever is doing this. We have to. Before someone does die."
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