Disclaimer: I do not own Brightburn or any of the movie's characters. I only own my OC.

A/N: Ahhh...so yeah. I saw the movie Brightburn got inspired and here's the story. Gotta admit I am nervous with this one because I'm not sure how people will respond but regardless I uploaded it. Hope you guys give it a chance! Since there isn't a category for the film yet I am putting under this one for now.

Title: Unimaginable Things

Summary: Fifteen year old Margaret wants to finish her freshman year of high school without a hitch. Things are going somewhat smoothly for her, until her younger cousin starts to act weird. Based off of the Brightburn 2019 movie.


Chapter 1: Margaret Nora McNichol

February 12, 2003

"Congratulations, man." Kyle Breyer patted his best friend's, Noah McNichol, on the back.

The brown haired and blue eyed man smiled at the congratulations he received. "Thanks."

"You must be happy."

Kyle added before taking a seat next to Noah. They were currently in the waiting room outside of the delivery room where Noah's wife, Merilee, and her older sister, Tori, were in. The two males decided to give the two females a moment to admire the arrival of Noah and Merilee's daughter.

Noah nodded his head. "Very happy." Not long after he said this his smile fell a little. He looked around the waiting room, as if nervous his wife would somehow hear him. "It's a little unnerving though." He admitted to Kyle, locking gaze's with him again.

Kyle right away knew what he meant by that. It wouldn't be the first time their conversation stirred to that topic. This mostly happened when they were out having a guy's night out with their other friends. Them drinking led to Noah talking of the his worries he had about his wife's pregnancy and him becoming a father. However, it's been about couple weeks since they talked about any of that. The birth of course, as Kyle realized, was the cause.

"Ah, don't say that man." Kyle replied, trying to reassure his buddy. "I'm sure you're gonna be a great father."

Noah sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I just never expected it to be this fast." He began opening up more to his friend. "We only got married a year ago. I figured this wouldn't happen until later...way later."

Be glad it happened at all. Some people aren't as lucky. Kyle thought to himself. He of course didn't say that aloud. He wanted to comfort his friend, not give out a lecture. Even with the slightly jealous he felt, Kyle did his best to push it away. This was a good day for his friend, Noah McNichol. The day his beloved daughter was born.

"Well, now you and Merilee are going to be parents." Kyle shrugged his shoulders. "Things don't always go according to plan but in this situation it's more of a good thing. You two are ready." Once again he couldn't help but think of the situation Tori and him were in. It was enough to cause his expression to disappear as he was in deep though. There was a pause, a moment of silence, before Kyle got his full composure again. "Besides, maybe she'll like hunting like her old man, huh?" He lightheartedly commented.

Noah, unaware of what his friend had felt, laughed, faintly. "Hopefully, but kids surprise you, you know?"

No, Kyle didn't know. Not really, not personally, but he did know that Noah didn't mean it by that. So he nodded his head, agreeing with his friend.

"Yeah...I know." He answered as his gaze went towards the delivery room where his wife Tori was in with her sister.

Maybe one day he would really know.


"She looks like you." Tori Breyer merrily told Merilee as she looked down at the baby her younger sister was holding.

Merilee had given birth to a baby girl. Tori was amazed by how much the newborn already looked like her mother. She was born with a full head of blonde hair and her eyes as Tori saw for herself (hours after Merilee's delivery) were blue. Kyle also had blue eyes but Tori couldn't help but find the color to be the same as her sister's and even hers. Merilee's daughter also had a cute button rose and her cheeks were that perfect shade of pink. Tori thought she was the most adorable baby she had ever seen.

Merilee looked at her daughter, a soft gleam in her eyes. "I think at this point she could look like anyone." She lifted her gaze onto her sister. "I can even say she looks like you, too." She said, playfully.

"Well, I am her aunt." Tori laughed.

Merilee smiled. "Yes, you are." She gently turned her daughter towards her. "Margaret this is your Aunt Tori." She could tell by the way she was looking at her daughter that her sister wanted to hold her. "Would you like to hold her?"

Tori eagerly nodded her head. She carefully took the baby from her sister's hands. Once safely in her arms, Tori looked down at the infant. "Hi Margaret." Tori softly addressed her. There was a bit of worry there that the baby would start fussing in her arms but she relaxed when all the baby did was let out a yawn. "I love the name." She told her sister as her gaze never left Margaret's.

Merilee had been discreet on the gender and thus the name as well. That had made for an interesting baby shower. It wasn't until now that Tori and her husband Kyle knew of the gender and name of the baby.

"I really like the name Margaret but I compromised with Noah." Merilee began telling her older sister. She was enjoying how well Margaret was relaxing in her aunt's arms. "He's always preferred less formal names. He's already coming up with nicknames for her." She let out a low laugh. "He says he's either gonna call her Maggie or Peggy as a nickname. Since they're both short for Margaret."

"And what about the middle name you guys gave her?" Tori asked after cooing Margaret. "Nora?"

Merilee smiled. "That's just in honor of Noah's mother. You remember how supportive she was of us. Plus..." Her voice turned more serious. "There's no way I was gonna give her our mother's name as a middle name."

Tori almost stopped the gentle rocking she was doing for Margaret after hearing that. She could understand why her sister said that. Neither their mother or even father had given a shit about them. Especially when they entered their adolescent years. They were hardly the people they could go to for advice or help. As Tori had put it before to Kyle, "they were shitty parents."

After a few minutes of holding Margaret, Tori eventually had to give her back to Merilee. As she watched Merilee hold her newborn daughter, Tori's thoughts were all over the place but said thoughts were focused on one topic.

She hoped that one day she'd be blessed with a baby just as her sister had. A baby who she'd love and care for with all her heart and raise with them knowing that she'd be there, always. That she actually gave a shit, unlike how her parents had failed to do.