beginnings, final
One moment, Gwen had been headed towards campus to ‘hang out’ with Riri, all excited because Riri was hot and clever and funny and Gwen could feel that there was some kind of chemistry between them. In that moment, everything had been fine.
Then, something came flying at their face. The next thing they knew, there was a layer or something like stone encasing their entire body. For what could have been minutes or hours or even days, Gwen just felt… trapped. Unable to move or even breathe, and yet somehow her body wasn’t flailing and freaking out at that.
Then, the stony layer fell away, and Gwen felt themself rushing forward without any hope of stopping or controlling the action. A mere moment later, which somehow at the same time felt like at least several seconds, Gwen slammed into something solid, and stumbled backwards. Between the sudden smack to her entire body and the feeling of something ripping through her body, Gwen didn’t know what to react to.
So, she simply screamed.
“MOTHERFUCKER!”
It helped, but only barely. Gwen felt like there was some kind of live wire strapped to her body, goosebumps so harsh that they could pull right out of her skin and so much buzzing energy coursing through their body that felt like it could not be stopped. Impulse and instinct said that there was only one solution – run.
So, Gwen ran. It was hard to see, at first. She smacked into solid objects – probably walls – multiple times as she tried to get a handle on it. The time being fast and slow at the same time was a whole thing on its own to adjust to, but running made things hurt less. Eventually, Gwen managed to properly open their eyes, and see what was around them… sort of. They were in some kind of very large, fancy hall that had to be at least double the size of her old school gymnasium. The hall was mostly empty, except for a group of people standing off to one side.
Even if Gwen could sort of see, they couldn’t see quite clearly enough to make out who these people were. One was walking towards her, and another four were standing back. Except three of the back four didn’t entirely look like people; people weren’t usually coloured like they were. Two of them were red and silver, and one was red and blue – except they had normal faces, at least.
Gwen considered running towards them, but decided it was a bad idea. She didn’t know what was happening to her, and didn’t want to endanger anybody else. So, she turned and ran the other way. This time, she could see the walls, and avoi-
THWACK.
“FUCK,” Gwen yelled again as they stumbled back, not allowing themself to fall for fear of the surging shocks of pain returning. No, they just got up and tried again, pulling their body to one side or another sooner and sooner each time until she wasn’t slamming into walls every other second.
There was a voice calling out to her, but the slowfast made it too hard to understand. The slowfast made everything too hard to understand, even itself. How could it be possible for Gwen to feel like one second was also several seconds, without one overruling the other? That wasn’t how time worked. Maybe if she just focused.
And then, the next time she ran, it was just slow. It took a lot of mental strain to make it happen, but she could see the person approaching her now, and it looked like they were practically crawling through the air at the speed of a turtle. Now, she could properly see the walls and react, and found herself running laps around the unoccupied half of the massive hall.
That is, until something slammed right into her and knocked her against the wall even harder than the first too-many times.
Daisy watched this kid who could quite possibly be her sibling zoom out of the terrigenisis coccoon and slam into a wall. She winced when it happened again, and again, and again. Over the last couple years, Daisy had seen a small handful of Inhumans go through the process, and had become acutely aware of how hard it could be to get a handle on the powers. It wasn’t just something that was true to her own experience, or the stories Daisy had heard in Afterlife, it was pretty near universal.
She remembered Joey looking terrified as he melted everything around him until he’d been picked up and locked in the containment module. She’d been there for Takashi last year when he came out of the coccoon unable to breathe, and only when Daisy saw gills on the sides of his neck did she think to get him into water. It had taken a week after that for Takashi to learn how to switch between gills and lungs, and adjust to the major power boost he had in the water. Daisy remembered Cailan very nearly dying because they’d flipped gravity’s affects on rhemself and almost fallen into space. She still mourned Tomoe, who’d launched herself into a life of crime as soon as Daisy had helped her understand her technopathy. Daisy had to take Tomoe down, and it sucked.
All of that came rushing fresh to Daisy’s mind, but she couldn’t let it bother her. Right now, Gwen needed her guidance. Right now, Gwen needed to learn some control, or they were going to burn themself out. Their incredibly enhanced speed was clearly connected to the trails of electricity left behind wherever they ran, which… complicated things a little.
“Any of you got ideas on how to stop her? Assume the electricity is dangerous because we don’t know otherwise… unless any of you with fancy tech suits can get a read on the threat level?” Daisy asked, before intervening by force.
“I have no clue what’s going on here,” the newest arrival of the group declared, “but the threat level is yes.”
The other iron suit kid huffed. “Yeah, I honestly don’t know how Gwen’s body is handling that kind of voltage being emitted right now. I don’t think I could get close without my suit being overloaded.”
“Spidey? Magic dude?” Daisy asked with urgency forced into her voice.
“Bad with electrical surges,” Spidey answered.
“She’s moving way too fast for me to catch,” the last of the group added.
So, Daisy acted. Chances were, if she could knock this kid out, they’d wake up and not have their powers in overdrive; that was how it had been for Daisy, barring any triggers to her powers. Once she’d gotten a read on Gwen’s movement patterns – they were pretty much running laps of the other half of the containment facility at this point – Daisy let loose a vibration blast in their path, and it very effectively lifted Gwen up and slammed them into a wall. Gwen slumped to the ground, and didn’t rise again – other than the visible movements of her lungs breathing air in and out.
“What the hell?” The newest arrival barked. Within moments, a blaster was being pointed up at Daisy.
“Relax,” Daisy urged her. “You arrived just when the chaos started, so you didn’t catch my explanations earlier. Your friend Gwen here is an Inhuman, just like me. They’ve just gotten their powers now, and need to learn to control them. If I hadn’t done that to stop her from running, she may well have run herself to death. And for the record? You don’t want to fight me.”
“You really don’t, Riri,” Spidey backed Daisy up, albeit a little dryly. He clearly hadn’t recovered mentally from the earlier fight. “From what I know, Daisy’s supposed to be around Black Widow’s level of combat skill, and that’s without her powers. She’s on our side, though, which is, uh… good.”
Slowly, Riri lowered her blaster. “Fine. But she’s an Inhuman? Seriously? I thought the terrigen all got cleaned out of the ocean. The merpeople I met were seriously pissed about that, and dealt with it themselves.”
Daisy squinted. She could spare another moment to chat before checking on Gwen. “Merpeople? Seriously?”
Riri sighed. “Don’t ask. Do not even ask, you don’t wanna know. Okay, what can I do to help?”
Daisy shrugged. “Stand back, or clear out and go get some sleep, whatever you want. Just don’t get in the way while I’m helping her learn how to get a handle on this ability. Got it?”
“I’m not going anywhere,” the magic boy insisted, and the others gave their varied nods and murmurs of agreement.
So, Daisy got to work. She flew herself over to the other side of the containment facility, landing next to Gwen’s unconscious form. Daisy hadn’t been worried about actually hurting them; she knew how to hold back. Tentatively, Daisy hovered a hand near Gwen, and was relieved to find that there was no obvious static electricity radiating from their body. Carefully, Daisy slid Gwen’s body down onto the ground so she didn’t wake up in an awkward spot – and got that now very thoroughly singed backpack away from their body too, for good measure.
That movement alone was enough to make Gwen stir.
Gwen woke once more, pleased to be in nowhere near as much pain. Everything had slowed down, and there was a woman sitting over her. Right, she was on the ground. Why did the woman look a little familiar? Gwen was pretty confident they had never seen her before in their life.
“Ugghhhhh,” Gwen groaned intelligently, and shifted her arms to start pushing herself upright.
“Yeah, that’s about right,” the woman chuckled. “You gave yourself quite the beating. How are you feeling?”
“Sore,” Gwen answered as she slid herself up against the nearby wall and blinked a few times. “But not a whole lot, somehow.”
“Good, your body’s probably grown tougher to be able to handle your ability,” the woman explained. “Let’s get the basics out of the way first. I’m Daisy, and I’m an Inhuman, just like you. You got hit by a terrigen crystal and underwent Terrigenisis, which is a process that awakens your Inhuman DNA and your resultant powers. Following so far?”
“Inhumans… I’ve heard of those,” Gwen offered. Her eyes started to wander away from Daisy, taking in everything else around her properly. Off in the distance, she could see… “Daisy, why are my friends all gathered over there? And why are some of them cosplaying as vigilantes?”
Daisy snorted. “I’ll leave that up to them to explain. For now, my main focus is to help you learn how to control your powers. It could take quite a while, you need to learn enough to not accidentally hurt anyone around you. Tell me, what does your body feel like right now, if you really focus? Other than just sore.”
Gwen sighed, reluctantly agreeing to leave the pressing question she had unanswered. She tried to focus a little inward, and felt… different. Her whole body somehow just felt different to what she was used to. It felt like there was this buzz just quietly sitting there, almost calling out to her. “Buzzy. I feel like I could pull on it and something might happen.”
“Alright,” Daisy said, and jumped up to her feet. She took several steps back. “I want you to face to my left, and pull on that buzz just a little bit. Don’t try and do anything more. The best first step is just to feel what’s going on, and know how to control anything that comes up. I need to train you in controlling your powers now so you’re not at risk for losing control and getting yourself or anyone else hurt. That way you can go about living your life sooner rather than later, too. ”
Gwen nodded, glancing furtively over to where Harry and the others were standing before looking across at the wall to Daisy’s left. She pulled on the buzz, and it quickly grew stronger. With it, so too did the pain. It wasn’t too much, nothing like before, but it was there, dancing across their body and making them feel on edge.
“Hurts a little,” Gwen acknowledged aloud. “It feels like it needs to go somewhere.”
“Okay, that’s a start,” Daisy responded. “See if you can make it all move to one place, maybe your right forearm.”
Gwen did as instructed. A chunk of the energy moved to her arm, which started to hurt even more, but then it tried to slide itself back across their whole body. “It, uh, it worked? But it didn’t want to stay there.”
“Can you shove out out of your body? Maybe through your fingers? Your body was definitely emitting the electricity before,” Daisy suggested.
Gwen thought about it. The actual movement of the energy felt somewhat intuitive, but they weren’t sure it was fully so. They dragged at the electricity, trying to shove it all into and then out of their fingers, and sparks started releasing from their hand. It didn’t look all too strong or go very far, but it was there. Additionally, when the electricity left their body, the pain did, too. It also hurt a little less while it was moving.
She really had to take a moment to just process that, what had just happened. The fact that Gwen had just manipulated electricity that resided within her body and expelled it. The fact that they were an Inhuman; that they had powers. …What? Gwen didn’t know any powered people other than Harry, it wasn’t really a thing that happened in her life. And yet, here she was. Over on the other side of the room, Peter was standing in a Spider-Man suit, and Harley and Riri both had Iron Suits, even if they looked unlike Iron Man’s – Harley’s particular looked exactly like what the photos of the new ‘Iron Lad’ showed, and Riri’s looked like it resembled the one from those low quality videos of someone flying around Cambridge and Boston. But Iron Suits weren’t easy to make realistic costumes of. Which implied that… yeah, it implied that Harley was Iron Lad, Peter was Spider-Man, and Riri had something of her own going on.
Now Gwen had gotten caught up in all of it, and had powers of their own. Yeah. That was kind of fucked up, even if the concept of it was pretty cool. But Gwen would adjust, she always did. She adjusted to the realisation that her parents well and truly sucked. They’d dived right into exploring their nonbinary identity when that realisation had come to be. Gwen had mostly taken the revelation that Harry could do magic in stride, too. So, Gwen would adjust.
“You good there?” Daisy asked pretty much the moment Gwen’s eyes snapped back towards her. “It can be a lot to actually realise that you’re an Inhuman and have powers, I’ve seen all sorts of different ways people have reacted to that.”
“I’m… okay. I’ll be okay,” Gwen said, and it was the truth. “I’ll adjust. It’s honestly weirder to realise that all three of my new college friends have powers, be they mechanical or innate. That’s… yeah. Anyway, excuse my ADHD for jumping around and latching onto different topics, but I can’t help but notice that you like kind of familiar.”
Daisy stilled, and if that wasn’t a giveaway that there was something to the familiarity, then what was? “Uh. I didn’t want to get into that until I’d helped you sort out your powers. It wouldn’t be fair.”
Gwen squinted at her. “Get into what?”
The other Inhuman sighed. “How about this. I was going to tell you everything anyway, but I’ll do it in bits and pieces as you complete different tasks to learn to control your powers. Deal?”
Gwen grinned; they liked the sound of that. As a matter of fact, it sounded perfect for how their ADHD brain worked. Complete short tasks and get immediate rewards, with the accountability of someone else keeping them on track. “Sure, sounds good. Bit of the story first?”
Daisy chuckled, and something in it sounded fond. “Alright, fine. So, I grew up bounced around in the foster care system. Went by the name Skye for the longest time-”
“Woah, that’s a cool name!” Gwen exclaimed, and then promptly shut their mouth to keep listening.
“Heh, thanks,” Daisy took Gwen’s interruption in stride, and kept going. “So I went by Skye. I eventually got brought into a SHIELD team, and started to get some bits and pieces of information of my birth parents together. Eventually, I met them. One was named Jiaying, and she was the leader of an Inhuman community in a place called Afterlife. The other was Calvin Johnson, who was… a complicated man. Did a lot of bad things, and I’m not saying he was a good person, but he definitely cared about me. Alright, that’s all you’re getting for now. So, you can expel energy out of your body, but not very far. Did you notice anything else when you were doing that?”
Gwen let the story sink in. There were no conclusions to jump to yet about what that had to do with the way Daisy seemed familiar, so her brain let her move on. “Right, yeah. It… uh, hurt less? When I released the energy, or when I was moving it around.”
“I’m no physicist, but that makes sense to me,” Daisy remarked. “It’s gotta go somewhere, right? So maybe that’s something you can do if your powers surge up on their own – just release it all out of your body. Okay, I want you to try building up the energy and releasing it out of your hands ten times, so you can get a sense for what it feels like and how to do it reliably. Obviously you’ll need to practice more, but this is a start.”
Gwen nodded. She wanted to hear more of this story Daisy had to tell, and that meant completing the task with her powers first. It was already kind of funny how hearing this familiar stranger’s story was more exciting and dopamine-inducing to them than learning to use superpowers was.
Building up the electricity felt… easy, but also a little scary. Gwen was worried that they would gather up too much of it and get hurt again, or not be able to stop. But this was an exercise in control, right? Maybe Gwen could just increase the power each of the ten times.
By the tenth attempt, Gwen had almost tripled the amount of electricity she was using, and releasing it mostly successfully. The more power she used, the more there was that got left behind and had to be released in a second expulsion. But the sparks turned into actual clear scattering arcs of electricity, so that was kind of cool. There was an idea in that which Gwen wanted to test, but she could worry about that later. For now, they wanted to hear the next part of what Daisy had to say, and so turned to look at her expectantly.
Daisy saw the expression on Gwen’s face and huffed in amusement. “Yeah yeah, alright. Seems like you’ve already gotten a pretty decent handle on letting the energy out, which is impressive. So, where was I? Right, my mom and dad. Well, my mom was… not a good person. She one hundred percent tried to kill me when she realised I was never going to agree with her genocidal plans to wipe out as many non-Inhumans as possible. Which was… startling, after she’d seemed so kind and caring towards me and her community. It was a whole thing, with repercussions. That whole big fight was what resulted in terrigen falling into the ocean and causing the Inhuman Outbreak back in… 2016? Right around the time of the Accords, which really wasn’t helpful. Well, Jiaying died in that fight. My dad didn’t, but instead of having him fully punished for all of his crimes, he agreed to have his memories wiped so he could live a peaceful life. He works as a vet now, and hasn’t caused any problems since.”
“Huh,” Gwen managed as she considered the next tidbit. They remembered learning about the Accords in their first year of high school, right when it was all happening. The way enhanced people had to sign on to be tracked and monitored had never seemed reasonable. In fact, it had seemed like it was on a path towards eugenics, and there was no doubt in Gwen’s mind that the repeal of the Sokovia Accords was a good thing. Accountability of enhanced people was important, but the Accords really just weren’t the answer. “That sounds like a… complicated family situation. I’d say my parents suck, but at least it’s a pretty cut and dry situation.”
“Tell me about it,” Daisy joked. “Well, I’ll tell you about it some more, after you do another control exercise. I want you to pull up some of your electricity, and then start running. See if you can go fast like before, and then try to stop after two laps around this half of the facility. If you have trouble stopping, just try do the thing where you push the electricity out of your body, but I want you to see if you can stop it on your own without that. Also, make sure to let me know if it feels like you’re running out of energy in any way.”
“Sure,” Gwen agreed. They felt full of energy, like it wasn’t going anywhere. “Do you ever run out? Of whatever your powers are?”
“Right, you didn’t see mine in action,” Daisy realised aloud. “I can emit vibrations, and no, they don’t exactly ‘run out’, but they can fracture my bones if I’m not careful. My friend Jemma made me these bracers which dampen the impact on my body and stimulate bone healing, so that hasn’t happened in a good long while.”
They were pretty cool bracers – sleek and black, looking almost futuristic in style. Right, onto the task at hand. Gwen felt a little nervous to try running again, especially after what had happened the last time. But she needed to try. So, she gathered up energy and let it spread across her body. Gwen put one leg forward, and then tried to take off. At first, nothing remarkable happened. They just jogged a few steps. Then, feeling frustrated that nothing was happening, Gwen tried to push – not at anything in particular, just push. And then she slammed into a wall again.
This time, when she got up, there was no burst of intense need to keep going, though her body did start to hurt from all that energy that wasn’t being used. So, she started running again, this time pushing from the start. Gwen focused their attention, finding that the uncomfortable slowfast sensation didn’t happen when they did so. Two laps, and then Gwen imagined pulling – it had seemed like the obvious opposite thing to attempt.
Pulling ultimately did nothing, so Gwen shoved all the electricity out through both hands.
“Okay, we’ll work on that some more later,” Daisy declared, and walked over to where Gwen was now standing. “Before I tell you the next bit, I need to try something more with your powers. It’s more of a consent thing; if your powers respond to emotions like mine can, the next bit might trigger yours and I’d rather you not have that happen without warning and some sense of control.”
“Uh… okay? Sure?” Gwen managed, taking that to mean that the next bit might just explain the familiarity she so wanted to understand.
“What makes you angry, Gwen? I want you to tell me about something you’re comfortable talking about that just makes you really fucking angry,” Daisy asked. “To see if your powers react.”
Oh, that was too easy of a question to answer. “So, I’ve mentioned my shitty parents, right? Well, my dad’s a fucking cop. A queerphobic cop who totally buys into the whole bastard cop lines. He’s exactly the kind of person you’d expect to go commit acts of police brutality in the name of ‘justice’ when it’s really just racism, except he’s smart about it and makes sure nothing he does threatens his rank, because he’s a police captain. Rotten to the fucking core.”
As Gwen spoke, she could feel the power inside calling to her. It didn’t rise up on its own, but Gwen knew that if she herself, she could just pull it all out and do something drastic. That scared them a little, but the knowledge that they were still in control of that choice was immensely reassuring.
“That’s gotta suck, Gwen, I’m sorry. It’s also going to play into the next part of my story, so heads up on that. How did your powers feel?”
Gwen focused on the zipper at the top of Daisy’s jacket, and used it to help breathe in and out to ground themself. “It felt… like it would be even easier than before to call on the electricity, but it was still my choice.”
Daisy nodded, looking pleased and impressed. “Okay, alright! That’s really good to know. The fact that you’re in control even when you’re emotional is important, and I can teach you mental exercises and techniques to help you stay in control during those moments. I think the main thing we have to worry about now is you drawing on too much power at once and not being able to do anything to curb it out. Let’s take a break, and I’ll tell you the rest. I think it’d be better for you and I to crash here tonight, and we can do the rest of the most essential training tomorrow. Sound good?”
Gwen couldn’t help but glance over towards Riri. She was willing to bet that the night’s plans were definitely off at this point, but talking to Riri about it first felt like the right thing to do. “I, uh. Well, I don’t want to get anyone hurt, but I do need to talk to my friends about staying here first. Harry’s probably gonna insist on sticking around too, and if he wants to, I plan on letting him.”
“Harry, huh? Is he the magic boy?” Daisy asked, and Gwen nodded. “He went apeshit when he saw you in the coccoon. You two seem… close.”
Gwen chuckled. “He’s not my boyfriend, if that’s what you’re getting at. Even if I wasn’t a lesbian, we’d never be like that. To say he’s my platonic soulmate wouldn’t be a stretch, though.”
Daisy hummed, and sat down against the closest wall. Gwen joined her. “That sounds nice, I'm glad you have that. So, rest of my story. Before my dad had his memory wiped and his new identity set into place, he pulled me aside in private and said he had something to tell me. I already knew that he and Jiaying had both spent a long time searching for me after I was taken from them as a baby. What I didn’t know before he told me, though, was that… well. Jiaying spent a couple years in Boston up until about… twenty three or twenty four years ago? She cosied up to a police officer rising the ranks, with every intention to use him for information. Jiaying was sure that I was in Boston somewhere at the time, and as it happens, I was.
“While she was getting close to that officer to get a hand in his intel, knowing that he was corrupt and had ears in places he wasn’t supposed to, she played the role of a lover to keep her cover. She got pregnant, and had a baby. Then, when she concluded that I wasn’t in Boston anymore – because I had been moved to another city – she left him with the baby and never returned. I've been wanting to look for that sibling for years, and now I've finally had time.”
Gwen’s jaw dropped. It was so bloody obvious what Daisy was getting at now. Daisy, who had more obvious chinese features, who was Inhuman, who apparently had a missing half sibling that had to be either Gwen’s age, or five years older. Gwen had been told time and again that she looked part-chinese, but always dismissed it because she had two white parents, one of whom she resembled more than a bit, and was never told anything about any sort of adoption or other biological parent who wasn’t in the picture.
And Gwen hated her parents. She hated her mom who was always so emotionally absent from Gwen’s life specifically, and her dad who was just a vile human being. Their dad, who totally would have cheated on their mom and had a kid with someone else.
“You think I’m your missing sibling,” Gwen stated, because it wasn’t a question. “You look familiar because you look a bit like me. I’d know that nose anywhere, because it’s mine.”
Daisy hummed some more. “Yeah. I’m not expecting anything from you if it turns out you are my half-sibling, but… it’d be on offer. Anyway, I’d like to take a genetic sample and send it to my friend Jemma to analyse, and she’ll be able to confirm if we really are related or not. Only if you’re willing, though. You have complete control over this, and get to turn me down, no questions asked.”
“Yes,” Gwen agreed immediately, because having answers was important. Not only that, Daisy seemed genuinely cool, and to have family who counted for something in their life, to have a sister who was good and who might actually care? Gwen wanted that more than she could express. Even if it was sudden, even if it was drastic. It’s what she wanted, she was sure of it.
“Okay, would you be willing to do it now? I have a kit with me, and I’d just need to swab inside your cheek and send it over. Jemma will recieve the data immediately, and judging by her usual sleep schedule and the time difference, she’ll probably be in her lab right now and see it straight away. We’d know in minutes,” Daisy explained. Gwen responded by holding her mouth open without complaint or hesitation.
Daisy took out a swab, and swiped it against the inside of Gwen’s cheek. The whole process barely felt like much and didn’t take long, and then by the time Gwen had closed her mouth, Daisy had slid the swab into a small black box. “All done. So, uh, this would be a big change for both of our lives if it turns out to be true. As I said, I don’t want to presume or force any expectations onto you.”
“But you also said you were offering… to be my sister?” Gwen asked, because they wanted to hear Daisy say it. If they were siblings, Gwen would be all in.
“Yeah,” Daisy smiled. “Yeah, I would. Family means everything to me, and I say that as someone who’s experienced different kinds of family. My first family was a whole bunch of queer hacktivists in the Rising Tide that I worked alongside through my teen and early adult years. I never met any of them in person, but they taught me what it was like to be cared for. Then I had my team at SHIELD, and even though we’ve disbanded and gone our separate ways, they’re still family. Phil Coulson was a better dad than I ever could have asked for. To have biological family that matter to me too would be… I’d love that.”
“Same,” Gwen agreed easily, and glanced over towards her friends again. They were still all there, though they’d sat down in a corner and were mostly chatting amongst themselves. Harry, however, kept glancing over in Gwen’s direction. They gave him a little wave and a thumbs up, and he waved back. “I barely know you and I already trust you a whole lot more than my… parents. And… I’ll have a few choice words for my dad if this turns out to be true and he never told me.”
The phone in Daisy’s pocket buzzed. “One day I’ll convince Jemma to fix her sleep schedule, or maybe convince Leo to get her to fix her sleep schedule. Today, though? Today I’m grateful that she was around now and we didn’t have to wait. Check this out.”
Gwen looked over to Daisy’s phone, and her eyes teared up immediately. On it was a text message displaying a screenshot from some fancy genetics software – there were two pictures on it. One that looked like Daisy, and one that Gwen could only guess was Jiaying. Below both were big green boxes that said ‘MATCH’.
Two big green boxes that had just changed Gwen’s life, more than Terrigenisis ever could.
“So, you’re my sister, huh?” Gwen asked, voice already shaky as tears began running down their face.
“And you’re my… do you prefer sibling?” Daisy asked, looking hesitant but bright and happy. Daisy looke happy to know Gwen, and to know they were siblings.
“Yeah, yeah that works for me,” Gwen nodded eagerly. “Can I hug you?”
Daisy exhaled deeply, and stood up. “C’mere, sib.”
Gwen never wanted to let go.