Heroes Don't Die

Dean sighed. "Well, I thought I found the witch that did this to me," Dean said as he gestured to himself.

Continued from here.

She should've seen that coming. "We're having a three-way," If anyone could pull off perky and sarcastic, it was Buffy. "We invited Spike over. First time I had sex with him, we leveled a building to the ground, so I wanna see how many buildings get leveled if we add Klaus to the mix, him being a thousand-year-old hybrid and all."

he smiled ❝yeah at least she actually cares. i'm lucky its just me and elena but even then we've had our issues. besides i'm sure your sister has tried to kill my sister and some of my friends over the years.❞ he wasn't angry, well not anymore. he was just trying to deal with the life he was living, with his sister not so much in it. he hated her boyfriend damon.

"Trust me, more than one sibling is a bloody nightmare, be glad all you have is Elena, seems my father couldn't keep it in his pants," Kol said with a laugh.

Kol scratched his head at the comment of Rebekah trying to kill Elena and her friends.

"Well, Rebekah has never been the stable one, I think she was a bit jealous of your sister, and that drove her mad, she couldn't get under her skin."

“I   don't   care,   I   won't   tell   anyone,   just   bring   my   friends   back."   Mavis   pleaded.   She   was   desperate.   Peter   had   told   her   about   a   demon   that   would   help   you   do   just   about   anything   in   exchange   for   your   soul   and   Mavis   was   banking   on   this   being   one   of   the   few   times   he   wasn't   lying.   It   turns   out   he   was   lying,   but   not   in   the   way   she   was   expecting,   a   nice   change   of   pace   from   the   usual   type   of   information   Peter   was   willing   to   share.  

Hades listened to her plea to bring her friends back, and from the tone of her voice, it was clear that her friends were no longer among the living, which would go against everything he represented: the Lord of the Dead reviving souls.

A smile graced her lips, "I would've loved to have seen that. Trust me. But Kyle did amazing and kicked the jackass out of his bar. Good riddance," she muttered with a shudder of disgust. It still played on her mind, that he had managed to get the upper hand. She can look after herself, but then there are moments where she's been blindsided. Nodding her head, "Yeah I am. Thank you. Much better now that you're here too," she answered honestly.

"Would you like a drink?" she offered as she moved towards the kitchen.

"Kyle has always been like that, I mean, he can be an asshole, but that's only to people that think they can pull a fast one on him, sometimes I forget he's a kook because he definitely doesn't act like a stuck-up rich kid," Vergil said.

Vergil smiled. "Yeah, he would've been on his ass. Sorry you had to deal with that creep. I am in town for a few days, so I don't think he'll try again if I'm around. Had to come check on you after finding out."

The way she was rolling her eyes right now when peter was saying all of that. "You do realise it isn't a competition right?" She was crossing her arms over each other while tilting her head to a side. "No, I am not taking his spot. I could never take over." Not quite sure what this is anyway. Clint always will be Hawkeye. Kate never thought she would be in this position that she got herself into. Or the fact her mother just betrayed her and is in jail now.

"Sorry, I've just been gone five years, and well, the adrenaline from helping save the entire universe is still pumping into my hands," Peter said. Then there was the fact that not long after, he protected the multiverse, or rather, protected his Earth from threats across the multiverse.

Her gaze went from Barry and then back to Oliver. Of course she expected that question to be asked. "My father." Mia then said nonchalant as it was nothing. It was weird seeing Oliver standing there, while here father on her Earth is dead. The feeling she was having right now, this was way too weird for her liking.

Oliver didn't know what he was expecting but being told he was her father or rather another version of him was, that was a lot to take in, he shouldn't be bothered by that since another Oliver Queen was her father not him but the fact that a version of him out there found enough time to love someone and have a kid. He could hear the silence coming from Barry's direction and chose to ignore it.

"Your father? That's a hard pill to swallow," Oliver said as he looked at her.

courtney looked at clark ❝ok so you don't know your brith father, but did you grow up without any dad? i mostly had my mom, and then she met and married pat, who in just a short time was more of a father than my dad was❞ she couldn't imagine having the planet blow up and have no one. being sad, lost, a baby and trying to fit in a world you were not made for. clark was stronger than she was. not just physically

"No, I didn't, the man that raised me, I couldn't ask for a better father to step after losing my biological one," Clark answered. Jonathan Kent was a man whom Clark aspired to be one day, with the bonus of powers.

she turned around and headed to her apartment which was close ❝come on parker, we gonna order some food and make a plan❞

"Definitely, I mean, I don't call myself the friendly neighborhood Spider-Man for no reason," Peter agreed to her comment about it being their city, and that they loved it and should protect it. Peter followed her.

For the tough-hearted who wants incredible angst that could fit either a platonic and/or romantic scenarios. Feel free to change the pronouns / sentence structure according to your preferences!    TRIGGER WARNING:  Mentions of deaths.

i. leaving / left.

“Wait, you’re leaving…?”

“[Name] just told me. You’re gonna leave?”

“…where are you going?”

“I didn’t wanna believe [Name], but you’re really leaving, huh.”

“I don’t understand why you didn’t tell me sooner.”

“I don’t know what to say, do you want me to wish you good luck or something? ‘Cause I hate this. I hate every part of this.”

“I don’t… I don’t want to let you go.”

“Please don’t go.”

“Why can’t you stay?”

“Is it because of me? Am I not enough?”

“Did I do something wrong?”

“You have to let go of me.”

“No, no, just — just one second longer, please. Let me hug you for one more second—”

“No, don’t tell me it’s okay, it’s not okay, you’re leaving me!”

“…will you be gone long?”

“You won’t come back, will you?”

“There’s the train / plane / taxi. I — I gotta go.”

“You’re really not saying goodbye?”

“All you left me was a letter, saying you’re sorry. You’re pathetic.”

“If you love me, please don’t go.”

“I’m really trying not to put my abandonment issues on you, but I’m fucking scared, okay? I’m scared you’ll leave. And you are.”

ii. dying / died.

“Wait, wait, wait, hold on. Hold on. This can’t be real, can it? You can’t be… You can’t be dying.”

“This is some sick joke, right? You’re not really sick. This is some kind of prank? ‘Cause— cause this isn’t funny, [Name], you can’t—”

“No, no, no, I love you, please — please come back.”

“No, please, no. Don’t fall asleep. No, open your eyes, come on, look at me—”

“I wish we had more time.”

“Every day I come in here knowing that one of these days that damn bed will be empty and every time, I feel like screaming and wishing I could tell the universe to take me instead, but they won’t. It’s you. They’re taking you. So tell me how I’m supposed to live with that?”

“You die, I die.”

“I don’t think I can go home knowing I won’t see you around anymore.”

“You’ll be fine. You’ll be okay. You’re just a little cold. Right?”

“I’m sorry I didn’t do much before. I would’ve taken you everywhere. I would’ve loved you right.”

“I wish you could’ve just broken my heart in the normal way. At least you’d be alive.”

“I’m telling the nurse I’m staying by your side tonight. I don’t care if it’s not allowed, I’ll fight them.”

“We’re running out of time.”

“Anything’s better than this. Than you, gone. What am I supposed to do without you, huh?”

“Listen to me, you are the most important person in my life. I’m sorry you’re going through this.”

“I don’t want you to see me like this…”

“If you must die, die knowing your life was my life’s best part.”

“Maybe in another life.”

“The doctors said I don’t have much time left. I - I’m sorry.”

“I just saw you. You were — you were laughing. You can’t be gone.”

iii. separating / separated.

“So, this is it, huh?”

“…for all it’s worth, I loved you. So much.”

“I’m sorry for what I did.”

“You deserve better. You always have.”

“Tell me this isn’t you breaking up with me.”

“I still remember the first time I saw you…”

“Please don’t cry, please, I—”

“C’mon baby, don’t — don’t make this harder than it is.”

“Don’t cry with me, stupid. I thought this was mutual.”

“I can’t believe you’re breaking my heart like this.”

“We had a good run, didn’t we? We really loved each other, right?”

“IT’S OVER, DO YOU HEAR ME?! WE’RE DONE!”

“If you show your face around me the second time, I will kill you.”

“Who would’ve thought we’d ended up here. Hating each other.”

“We were… we were so in love.”

“It’s not even about the other person, it’s us okay? It’s us. We’re a problem.”

“I don’t wanna hurt you. Not more than this. I’m sorry.”

iv. miscommunication.

“You fucking ignored me. You didn’t even tell me why!”

“So now that you’re in deep shit, you suddenly remember me again? How convenient!”

“Fuck you! FUCK YOU! I NEEDED YOU! AND YOU WEREN’T THERE!”

“I don’t know why we stopped talking. I wish you would just tell me.”

“You won’t even look me in the eyes anymore.”

“Did I really hurt you that bad? I didn’t know.”

“You never said anything! Every time you’re angry or sad, you just kept it in!”

“I never knew what you were thinking.”

“I’m so tired of reaching out only to realise I’m grasping on thin air.”

“Why can’t we just talk like we used to?”

“Things were so easy back then.”

“You’re not the same person I knew.”

“…I still care about you, you know.”

“You just left. I didn’t why. I didn’t know what happened.”

“I wish things were different.”

“You’re giving me the cold shoulder again. How typical.”

“You know what you did wrong? You didn’t believe me.”

“I just wanted you to be there. I just wanted to know that I wasn’t alone. And you failed.”

“Look, can we… can we not talk about this now? Please?”

“I’ve been trying to talk to you, but it’s like I’M TALKING TO A BRICK WALL!”

v. betrayal / betrayed.

“I trusted you.”

“You trust me? Honey, that’s your fault.”

“You’re looking at me like I’m your biggest mistake. I already know I am.”

“You fucking manipulated me. You made me believe you.”

“So all those times we spent together? That was, what, for show?”

“I thought… I thought we were friends.”

“I thought we had something special.”

“You were like a brother to me!”

“I never really had anybody before. But then you came. I shouldn’t have known even you would screw me over.”

“SCREW YOU! DON’T EVER SHOW YOUR FACE TO ME AGAIN!”

“You’re not even moving. You’re THAT shocked that I did this to you? You must’ve really trusted me.”

“I — I didn’t want to. But I had to.”

“It wasn’t easy, you know? I… I really liked you.”

“Oh, stop playing victim. You had this coming.”

“You’ve always treated me like shit! And now you’re surprised I would do this to you?!”

“It wasn’t all fake, what we had. You were just not my endgame.”

“I can’t believe I shared my food with you. Turned out, you’re just a scheming scumbag, like the rest of them!”

“It’s my fault. I put my faith in you. They warned me not to.”

“Believe you? Yeah. The last time I did went SO well.”

“I’d rather walk into an ongoing traffic than to trust you again.”

“I let you into my life and you did this…? I should’ve known.”

“Please tell me this isn’t true. You wouldn’t do this to me, would you? Would you?”

vi. misc scenarios.

[Text] I hate you. 

[Text] I keep calling you hoping you’d pick up. Or text you, hoping you’d reply. But I know you won’t.

[Text] I’ve still got your stuff. What should I do about it?

[Text] I wish I could say I hate you, but we both know I’m lying.

[Text] I don’t wanna fight, I wanna see you.

[Text] I know we’re not talking, but I miss you.

[Text] Dumbass. I’ve always loved you. Leaving you was the hardest thing I ever did.

[Text] I wish it didn’t end the way it did.