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This time it’s different. I feel the atmosphere change for the better and I feel different. It’s new and I like it. My body doesn’t hurt anymore and I feel light. When I look around I see the space dogs dusting away and the ships too, even the dead. I look at him to see that his suit is chard and burnt. He’s still breathing and looking amazing that he’s still here.
“What the hell happened?” He asks and I look at my own hand. I’m not burnt or even singed. I’m perfectly fine. I touch my left side and feel for blood, but there’s nothing.
“I don’t know.” I say and stand to my feet. I feel light and funny, almost like my body is swirling around and like I’m high.
“Kingsley, you’re glowing.” Tony says to me with shock and horror. I look at the rest of my body and realize that I am glowing. “How is this possible?” He asks, grabbing my arm and looking at it, then at my face and the rest of my body.
“I think I could answer that.” Carol says standing up to her feet. She makes her fist glow as it has similar coloring, only there’s more blue and purple light than there is gold.
“It’s beautiful.” I say and look around for Tasha. “Natty.” I say, going to hug her, but Carol holds me back.
“Hold on. I don’t want you hurting her.” She says, making my face drop. I feel like a little kid again, learning that I’m deadly and I can hurt people. I’m almost forty years old and I still feel like a kid. Holy shit I’m old .
“We can practice and work on what your powers are before you touch anyone.” Hearing this sounds like I’m in time out. I want to pout and fold my arms in protest, but I nod my head instead and understand where she’s coming from.
“Alright.” I say and pull her in for a hug as we won. We finally won and we brought people back. We did it, we really did it.
The team comes together as we look at each other and smile and cheer for Tony, Carol and I. I wish I could hug other people, touch other people right now. Say thank you and interact like the rest of everyone, but for now I stay in the corner and wait till I can control myself without hurting people. I’m just glad that I can finally be with my girls as there is nothing in the way.
Another Five Years Later
It’s been a long time since I’ve felt at peace. I’ve been on the run, at war with myself, or in general, I’ve been lost, found, and like a ghost. But I finally get to live a normal life. Or what you would call normal after being born into a secret intelligence and operations agency and being taught how to protect yourself from the age of two, being brought into a team of dysfunctional people who are now my family, watching my parents die in front of me as a teenager and turning into an assassin because of it. I’ve lost a lot and found a lot in my time on this planet.
I don’t know what to feel about it, but I know that I wouldn’t want to change one thing about my story, about how I became me. I have my daughter and I have my wives. I could ask for nothing more.
After figuring out my new powers I was able to fly through space like Carol and have the ability of all the stones. There was an inkling to bring back my parents to bring them to today to show them the life I've made and their granddaughter. But I have to let them go. They made me, me and I should be thankful for that. But these powers are dangerous and powerful. I’m one of the strongest beings in the universe and if someone get’s their hands on me they could cause some serious damage. But I would never let that happen. I would kill myself before I let anyone take this power, my power. I’m thankful that I had Carol to help me control it. I’m thankful that Nat took her time with me and was able to understand what was happening. I felt bad always trying to stay away from her, never wanting to hurt her. But she always knew that it would never be on purpose. It was kind of like loving her all over again.
I love our story, I love how we came back together in the end and stayed together. I love her. But I also love Carol. I love how she also came back to me. I love how in the middle of all the shit that was happening that year, she fell back in love with me and she joined our family in those five years. I love the way she took care of Nica and helped her with her powers. I love how she treated her like her own daughter even before she was part of our family. I will always love my three girls.
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Today Tony set up a little reunion of the Avengers as we’ve all grown older and wiser maybe. We’re at his cabin as there’s a table set up outside with food ready and able to be served as Wanda helped bring it out and Pepper and I helped cook it. The entire team was there as we smiled and told stories of the five years half the population was gone and old missions we went on together. It was like I was twenty years old again and surrounded by the people who I call my family. And of course my own little family.
Veronica is grown, at least she looks grown. She’s only meant to be thirteen, but she looks like she’s in her twenties. After we got back to her, after we were able to be a family and live the lives we wanted, the three of us agreed to let her live by her Kree age, not her Terran age. That's what Carol called it and it honestly made sense to me. She’s smarter than most people her age, Terran or Kree, but she’s the same girl that we raised to live in this world. She’s strong and she’s learned what it meant to be in this world. Veronica Erin Romanoff-Sawyer. A mouthful, but she’s grown into her name and she’s going to make it even better as she lives on, in this world or on another. She’s picked up where Carol left off in space too as she goes on missions with Monica too. We couldn’t be more proud of our daughter that we’ve raised.
As I look around the table and around to see people running around, I feel safe, at home. I know that this is my life and I wouldn't have it any other way.
“Carol, Tasha.” I say, grabbing their attention. We’ve all grown older and aged a little, Tasha more than Carol and I. I guess it’s that Kree DNA in us. I’ll think of a way to prolong her life so she can be with us till the end. I want to die with her. Either in the field or in a hospital bed. I want to have my last breaths with them both.
“I love you guys. So much.” I say and smile brightly. My beautiful women smile back and each give me a kiss on the cheek.
“We love you too.” Tasha says and then leans in to have her forehead on mine, Carol does it too and we all take a deep breath.
‘I love you’. It will never get old. Because it’s true. In this world or another, I will love them with everything I have.