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Thank you to everyone who has left a review!

Thank you "Ashley Wheatley" for your review as well; I pretty much told the secret. I am sorry normally I am able to write the dark stuff with ease, but I cannot seem to even touch this. I am losing my touch and my inspiration. WHAT do you could have happened? As of right now, I am not going to write it in the story, I can't shake off a feeling every time I get ready to write IT.

Thank you "The Story's Shadow" for your review as well; I am glad you thought the chapter was well written, it was hard going from hopeful to depressed and back.

Thank you "Noble Six" for your review as well; I am glad you thought I did excellent work, the wait it over! Sorry for the delay, life has been busy and a tree was knocked down in a wind storm, taking out a power transformer killing the electricity to the whole community for about a week! No one was hurt though.

The story continues onwards...

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(In Peter's Head, Mind, Dream, Vision)

(Peter's Point of View)

I was done.

I was finished.

I was ready to give up the ghost.

I was more than ready to die.

I was done fighting.

I was finished being a hero.

I was finished with the ghosts of the past, haunting me.

I was done reminiscing the past.

I was done with the hollow life.

I was finished with living.

I was done hoping.

Gwen slowly faded before my eyes before giving me one last warning "You never know what you have till you lost it, remember that..."

I reached out to touch her, but she was gone, faded, she ceased to exist.

Gwen was no more...

I felt a single, lone tear streak down my face.

Soon another and another followed. A river began to flow down my face, as I refused to wipe them.

I was in deep darkness, I looked at my body and I noticed my fingers began to become blurry, and meld together.

I began to realize I was slowly dying.

It was painless... no, it was numbing.

(Line Break)

(Third Person Point of View)

((In the Medical Room)

Ava laid her head on Peter's chest, her tear wetting his shirt. She began whispering sweet nothings to him. Hoping he would respond.

Logan snarled but there was nothing to say.

Laura growled, but she could not find any words to say.

No one spoke.

That was until Jean said "I can try one last thing..."

Ava said quick as lightning "Do it!"

Charles asked "What do you have in mind..."

Several minutes later Jean explained what she planned, Xavier was willing to help.

The basic, overall plan was to go into Peter's mind and try to communicate with him, but the catch was, was that him being so close to Death was that Death could plausibly either snag them too or putting them into a permanent coma.

To Ava it was well worth it.

However not everyone was willing to do that, they were willing but they did not want to lose the Professor too.

After a short discussion they were all on the same page...

(Line Break)

(In Peter's; Mind, Dream, Vision)

(Peter's Point of View)

I noticed I was fading.

I began to wonder what death would feel like?

What would happen after death?

What lies beyond the Doors of Death?

Well I am on my way to find out!

Or I was...

All of a sudden...

There were two people standing before me...

Two of the closest people that I love and that love me.

Ava Ayala and Laura Kinney...

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Sorry for such a delay on the chapter, life has been hectic and I have no time to sleep, let alone write!

So instead of waiting WHO knows how long for me to try to finish this chapter, I chose to post it now.

I know it is a lot shorter than most of all my chapter, I also know it is also on the disorganized side, but at least I am posting now compared to days, weeks from now.

Sorry for what it is worth.