Disclaimer: i don't own this serie, or its characters. sort of drablle, set during the last pages of Captain Britain and MI13 issue number 13, from Wisdom's POV.
"I'm not the kind of man who gives up so easily, love" Pete Wisdom used to say those words to the girls he hanged up or had random sex with. Most of times, it was true, but now… in his still young life, he had lost everyone he had ever cared about… his mother to a killer (because she was looking at the window for him, hoping he would come), his dad to illness (or, at least, his mind), his sister to madness and crime (was she still alive, or had his X-Force killed her?), Kitty and Maureen, the only women he had loved, were dead, like John was, and two of his team-mates, two of the people he trusted the most, had betrayed him.
Pete Wisdom was a tired man, tired of fighting, but, mostly, tired if surviving. Maybe he had always knew that, maybe he knew that they couldn't win this, a brunch of heroes against an army of vampires, maybe he wanted to die in a proper way, and not as a coward, committing suicide… maybe what he was doing wasn't givin' up.
He didn't know. What he knew was that, when he fell into Death's embrace, slaughtered by Dracula's troops, for once, he smiled, again, after what looked a lifetime, foretasting what was going to come…
I'm coming… wait for me, I'm joining you all, again…
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