What If...this happened instead...
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“Let me go,” Ava whispered, pain obvious in her voice. I shook my head no.
I could not imagine letting her go into an unknown void where I would not be able to follow. However, recognizing her resolve for me to not watch her die, I caressed her face gently and said, “be free”.
“I love you.” Ava’s face was full of sorrow, knowing this could possibly be goodbye.
My mind raced with a dozen thoughts until one stood out among the rest. In an instant my mind was made up.
I turned to Lilith and instructed, “tell Mother Superion what happened here. Tell her I’ll do everything I can to ensure our return.”
“Our?” Lilith began to ask, eyes widening as she realized my intent.
Before another word could be spoken, I pushed myself forward, wrapping my arms as tightly around Ava as I could without pressing too harshly into her divinium shrapnel wounds. Holding her close, I whispered in her ear, “I love you” and let us both be pulled into the energy of the portal together.
I didn’t know what would await us on the other side, but I knew one thing for certain: she wouldn’t be going alone.Series
- Part 1 of What If...this happened instead...
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Everything was calm. Still. Peaceful. Until it wasn’t…
I don’t remember exactly the circumstances that landed me on a cold slab in a church morgue.
All at once I was aware, but I didn’t know where I was. My thoughts scrambled for clarity.
“Um…where are we?” I asked. “I mean, was I dead? Who was that guy?” My thoughts were suddenly racing as I heard what sounded like gunshots outside the room and down the corridor. “Was that gunshots?”
The nun reached out and put her hands on my shoulders in an effort to calm me. “Do not worry child. We will be safe here. Come, let us sit away from the door.”
Everything in me was telling me that I should run. Every instinct telling me that the sound of gunshots did not equal safety. But even with those feelings, I also felt a warmth in me that I had never known. I was alive. Heck, I was moving all my limbs for the first time in years. I had just protected myself against…wait. I just killed a man. All of a sudden, I felt a sense of dread. My stomach churned at the thought and emptied next to the deceased man.Series
- Part 2 of What If...this happened instead...