Endless
Being back at camp half blood I felt complete, like I had been missing a part of myself ever since I left. I had returned home after 20 years of being missing, presumed dead, but the moment Chiron and Dionysius saw my face they instantly knew who I was. It was like nothing had changed, everything looked the same apart from the elephant in the room, my brother. Percy was never told about me and that’s what I wanted but now I was back and he had questions which is understandable. So while everyone else fawned over my children me and Percy slipped away and I explained everything. I don’t know if I was overwhelmed or just hormonal but the first time I saw Percy I just burst into tears I never thought I would ever find any of my family but there he was stood right in front of me.
Me and the kids ended up staying at the camp for just over 2 years, where no one could find us, it was perfect. Eventually I was filled in about how Thalia had been resurrected and that she had now joined the hunters of Artemis. Everything felt just right and for a moment, just a moment, I forgot about all my troubles, that was until Aliens came to New York.
When I left I promised Nat that I would stay in contact and I did for a while and then I stopped, but when my family needed me I couldn’t ignore it. That dreaded feeling that sat at the bottom of my stomach I just couldn’t ignore it and it didn’t go until I did. So I packed up the six kids and we returned home to the compound where we met what was left of the team. Tony had been kidnapped by aliens and vision was in no state to fight, the team had hit an all time low.
It had been a while since I had been called Accalia but if I’m being honest it was nice to hear it but I didn’t like what it was followed by. A Titan by the name of Thanos was after the infinity stones and the last one he needed was the mind stone which was in visions possession so to try and save vision we had to go to Wakanda. Unbeknownst to the outside world Wakanda is much more technologically advanced than any other country and is ruled by T’challa, the black panther. But it wasn’t T’challa we wanted to see but his sister Shuri who is quite gifted in her own right with knowledge and if anyone could help vision it was her but we didn’t have much time.
By the time we got to Wakanda so had Thanos’ army and they were basically knocking on our door so while vision got set up we prepared our defences. Wanda stayed with Vision and also kept my kids out of harms way while I linked to her powers and helped man the front line. The barrier could only do so much so eventually we had to open it so we could control the fight not them. We hit them with everything we had which even included Thor who showed up unexpectedly with his not so little tree friend groot and an angry raccoon but they just kept coming. It wasn’t looking too good until Wanda’s hand was forced and she had to come down and help, with her and me working together we cleared the battlefield but not before thanos himself arrived. Me and Wanda had to split ways she had to find vision and I had to find my kids, because while we were fighting off aliens they were off fighting their own. The triplets had created a distraction to give uncle vision enough time to escape and while vision ran away they stayed with unconscious auntie Shuri to make sure she was okay.
I don’t think I’ve ever been more proud of them in my life.
But it wasn’t enough Wanda was able to get to vision but there was only one clear option which no one wanted to admit. Wanda had to do what no one ever should have to do, kill the man she loves. We thought it would work, we thought it would stop Thanos but that bastard just reversed time and took the mind stone making Wanda watch vision die all over again and with one snap of his fingers he erased half of all life.
We had to watch as the people we loved resulted into piles of ash in front of our eyes, and I will never forget the sound of the triplets and Dawn pleading for me to bring their brothers back, it just keeps playing over and over in my head. I just couldn’t understand it, I still don’t understand it, why would he do that to my boys, they were innocent, only 2 years old and he took them from me. He took so many lives without showing a sign of remorse, what kind of monster can live with that. I still to this day ask myself why he couldn’t have taken me instead.