Author's Note: The title for this fic is from Do Not Go Gentle Into that Good Night by Dylan Thomas. This fic will reference parts from all of the MCU, not just the movies. So if you feel you'll get lost in that all or you don't want spoilers for shows you haven't watched yet (Agent Carter, Agents of SHIELD, etc.) then you might want to hold off on reading this fic.
I am working on Samsaric, I promise. But I'm a HUGE Marvel nerd and I'm super excited to finally have a Marvel fic that I'm actually really excited to write and share. It'll be a bit slow going, probably. I'm doing an ungodly amount of research for this fic and, like most of my writing, it's a slow burn and slow read.
DISCLAIMER: This story will contain depression, death, gore, etc. Continue at your own risk and be aware that this fic may or may not contain triggers. Please remember to read responsibly!
I give you the first installment of Rage, Rage.
Prologue - Epilogue
Once upon a time, a little girl was born. Her parents loved her and named her Angélica because they saw her as an angel; she was some sort of holy blessing they'd been given. But miracles can only last so long.
Once upon a time, a little girl grew up forsaken. Her parents loved her but they couldn't stay forever. She learned that heavenly gifts were temporary and if you wanted something you had to sweat and claw and bleed. Undeserved bliss is more trap than gift.
Once upon a time, a little girl died alone. Angélica disappeared and no one remembered her as an angel; they remembered her painfully mortal with dirt under her fingernails and exhaustion on her soul.
Once a time, a little girl was born.