Don't hate on me but I wrote a super duper short chapter because I wanted to write one of what is going through Danny's mind when he says that he'll die. So, please don't hate. Please enjoy!

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Danny's/Iron Fist's P.O.V


Chapter 8

'I'm going to die and there's nothing I can do about it.'

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I said it too quickly. I should have been slower. At least, they understood me, I assume.

I try not to gaze upon the disconcerted eyes behind their masks or the gaping jaws.

I kept it simple. I didn't tell them too much. But was it worth it?

A part of me thinks yes because they deserve to know what my future will hold instead of hearing it from Kadisha.

The other part thinks no. The anxiety it holds within the butterflies in my stomach says it wasn't worth it to see their worried faces or to keep them up at night thinking about me.

Maybe I could get Carden to erase their memories.

"E-excuse me," Spider-man stutters.

I almost got him speechless.

I have other places to be. They'll be here tomorrow. I can't deal with this now. It's shame that I'll have to end our friendship like this.

"Iron Fist…" Spider-man's voice trails off.

Instead of answering, I skid on my heel and run in the other direction.

I don't feel webbing on my back, so I suppose Spider-man's too startled to react.

I continue running through Manhattan. When I think I have made a reasonable distance from my teammates, I begin walking.

Walking away from a third of what I care about in life without saying goodbye.


Ooh... DUN, DUN, DUUUUN.

Guess what tomorrow is. I think I hid the answer within text in my last chapters but guess anyway. And I promise that the next chapter will the longest one yet. A lot of it happens in it and I need to keep it Spiderman's P.O.V... can't wait till I start writing.

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