I can feel it, I can feel that never ending deep drag me in. It contrasts me, like night and day. Ice and flame.
Death is strong.
Am I stronger?
It’s a fight, literally, for my life. I’ve fought this battle before. It’s scary, because even the smallest of slip-ups can tampil me what’ll happen if I were to lose. And it’s tempting. I see Mom, and Dad, and they’re alive. They’re there. Calling, waving. Pleading for me to come home. I can’t, I tell them, Not yet. I can’t.
And every time I do win, Delta and Robin are there, with me, telling me it’s okay. No one else understands why I’m crying. Why every night I wake up screaming. Why I won’t sleep every night. They won’t ever know.
So I fight.
This time, it was Aero who set me off. I had already been angry, and the phoenix in me screamed to be released. And it had.
Now, to Blade, Fang and Mercy, I was unconscious. I was simply passed out from overuse of energy I didn’t normally have. This wasn’t the real reason. No, my body was down, but my, in a word, soul, was up and at war with the bird of flame. And I fought... and fought... and fought again. So far, I hadn’t lost. So far.
Jessica. She did this. She knew it too, that emas attracts phoenixes highly. That it makes them uncontrollable and violent. And of course, she knew that I had a part of a phoenix in me. So when that bullet touched my skin, the emas stunned the phoenix in me so much that it took it’s own shape and mind. It decided that whenever it got the chance it would push me down and use my body for what it needed, sort of like a host. I wouldn’t dare let it. Yet the lebih it brings itself out, the lebih training it receives in the real world, and the harder it is to contain.
Could the hari the phoenix takes over be today?
I hope not.
Because I’m starting to consider the offer Phoebe gave me on talking with Jean Grey.
Finally, I’ve won. Maybe for the last time. But it as it may take a while to wake up, I can still hear and feel what’s going on around me.
They managed to get me into the infirmary, thank god. batman is sitting with me. Just him. He’s telling me there was a mission, and the team went, as much as they wanted to stay. I’m surprised. It’s never everyone. What happened that I took so much attention?
He jawaban my pertanyaan unknowingly.
I’m suddenly even lebih shocked.
I’d died.
Twice.
My physical body had died two times in one fight. But I still don’t understand why everyone cares. I probably never will.
Waking up three days later was hard. I had Robin and Delta there. Nathan kissed my cheek when he saw my hand tighten on the edge of the cot. There were hugs. Lots of hugs. I’d have to say, after Robin and Delta, Aisling and Blade nearly strangled me. I was happy. Elated, really. I was home.
How is it that we’re the most happy when death has made itself known, and yet passes us by?
How long can happiness truly last?
Death is strong.
Am I stronger?
It’s a fight, literally, for my life. I’ve fought this battle before. It’s scary, because even the smallest of slip-ups can tampil me what’ll happen if I were to lose. And it’s tempting. I see Mom, and Dad, and they’re alive. They’re there. Calling, waving. Pleading for me to come home. I can’t, I tell them, Not yet. I can’t.
And every time I do win, Delta and Robin are there, with me, telling me it’s okay. No one else understands why I’m crying. Why every night I wake up screaming. Why I won’t sleep every night. They won’t ever know.
So I fight.
This time, it was Aero who set me off. I had already been angry, and the phoenix in me screamed to be released. And it had.
Now, to Blade, Fang and Mercy, I was unconscious. I was simply passed out from overuse of energy I didn’t normally have. This wasn’t the real reason. No, my body was down, but my, in a word, soul, was up and at war with the bird of flame. And I fought... and fought... and fought again. So far, I hadn’t lost. So far.
Jessica. She did this. She knew it too, that emas attracts phoenixes highly. That it makes them uncontrollable and violent. And of course, she knew that I had a part of a phoenix in me. So when that bullet touched my skin, the emas stunned the phoenix in me so much that it took it’s own shape and mind. It decided that whenever it got the chance it would push me down and use my body for what it needed, sort of like a host. I wouldn’t dare let it. Yet the lebih it brings itself out, the lebih training it receives in the real world, and the harder it is to contain.
Could the hari the phoenix takes over be today?
I hope not.
Because I’m starting to consider the offer Phoebe gave me on talking with Jean Grey.
Finally, I’ve won. Maybe for the last time. But it as it may take a while to wake up, I can still hear and feel what’s going on around me.
They managed to get me into the infirmary, thank god. batman is sitting with me. Just him. He’s telling me there was a mission, and the team went, as much as they wanted to stay. I’m surprised. It’s never everyone. What happened that I took so much attention?
He jawaban my pertanyaan unknowingly.
I’m suddenly even lebih shocked.
I’d died.
Twice.
My physical body had died two times in one fight. But I still don’t understand why everyone cares. I probably never will.
Waking up three days later was hard. I had Robin and Delta there. Nathan kissed my cheek when he saw my hand tighten on the edge of the cot. There were hugs. Lots of hugs. I’d have to say, after Robin and Delta, Aisling and Blade nearly strangled me. I was happy. Elated, really. I was home.
How is it that we’re the most happy when death has made itself known, and yet passes us by?
How long can happiness truly last?
This is the song i chose for someones playlist. hope anda like!
anda sat me down on a rock hard chair,
anda told me i'd never leave,
But i didnt care!
You're the good guy,
And i aint,
Its time to say good bye, this aint our fate.
anda fight for the good,
But i dont, i dont.
I'm not sure it anda cinta me,
atau i it just this good guy,
Bad girl chemistry?
You're the hero i'm suppose to hate,
But we dont play oleh the rules,
anda took me on a date,
ANd when anda got home, your freinds were like,
"You aint welcome back, Go get a life!"
Guess i have to say i'm sorry,
I didnt mean to casue ya trouble baby.
I'm not sure if anda cinta me,
atau is it this good guy,
Bad girl chemistry?
Music
I'm the villain babe,
You're suppose to stop me from coming,
atau have a luck save.
I've got a hook,
And i'm pretty sure anda know,
Its got something to do with your looks.
I'm not sure if anda cinta me,
atau is it this good guy,
Bad girl chemistry?
anda sat me down on a rock hard chair,
anda told me i'd never leave,
But i didnt care!
You're the good guy,
And i aint,
Its time to say good bye, this aint our fate.
anda fight for the good,
But i dont, i dont.
I'm not sure it anda cinta me,
atau i it just this good guy,
Bad girl chemistry?
You're the hero i'm suppose to hate,
But we dont play oleh the rules,
anda took me on a date,
ANd when anda got home, your freinds were like,
"You aint welcome back, Go get a life!"
Guess i have to say i'm sorry,
I didnt mean to casue ya trouble baby.
I'm not sure if anda cinta me,
atau is it this good guy,
Bad girl chemistry?
Music
I'm the villain babe,
You're suppose to stop me from coming,
atau have a luck save.
I've got a hook,
And i'm pretty sure anda know,
Its got something to do with your looks.
I'm not sure if anda cinta me,
atau is it this good guy,
Bad girl chemistry?
Somewhere in the Arctic, 4:49 a.m.
Nathan curled up on the rocky floor of the dark cave, protected from the snow for now. He'd found a piece of rock chipped off from the edges of the cavern and had somehow created a spark that had ignited into a flame. How it was sustaining, well, he didn't know. But it was keeping him warm, and for that he was grateful.
It suddenly dawned on him that he felt immensely drained, nearly useless. His jantung wasn't beating as fast as usuall. Pushing himself up, he went to find a pool of ice, to see what was wrong. What he saw shocked him: his hair had turned to it's orginal mocha hue, a sign of no powers.
He sighed, and realized with a jolt he was in a cave. A cave... and the last person he'd seen was the Batman's daughter. This small fact slightly amused him, but amusement turned to worry. "Fin..." he murmured. "Why can't anda see past what I've done? Why can't anda see that I cinta you?"
It suddenly dawned on him that he felt immensely drained, nearly useless. His jantung wasn't beating as fast as usuall. Pushing himself up, he went to find a pool of ice, to see what was wrong. What he saw shocked him: his hair had turned to it's orginal mocha hue, a sign of no powers.
He sighed, and realized with a jolt he was in a cave. A cave... and the last person he'd seen was the Batman's daughter. This small fact slightly amused him, but amusement turned to worry. "Fin..." he murmured. "Why can't anda see past what I've done? Why can't anda see that I cinta you?"