OK! I'm back with another chapter. Well I know the story is pretty predictable, at least in my point of view, but my goal isn't to create a unpredictable story, my goal is to reflect on Reeds feelings, and also how people think of to be….hmmm fantastic? Well please review after reading.

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Chapter 2: Anger

My eyes open, I found myself lying uncomfortably in my bed. I must of fell asleep at the hospital and was brought back by Ben. For some reason I didn't want to move, I just wanted to lie there, forever, and let things fix themselves. I was feeling slightly depressed at the moment, but I was filled with anger, I was angry at myself, and I wasn't the only one.

Johnny was angry with me. "You should of saved her, you freakin weak piece of shit!" That line flashed back into my mind over and over again. I knew it, he was right, I was a weak person. After drowning myself with those thoughts Johnny had entered my room, and leaned against the wall, his expression, just by his face expression I knew he was very much still angry with me.

"Finally got your ass up." I remained silent, I didn't know what to say with him, if I was in his position I knew I would be angry also. I just sat up in my bed and allowed him to yell and lecture me some more.

"You bastard! You let my sister get shot!" Yelling, more yelling, he was practically screaming at me as his eyes began to water. "Why didn't you save her! Wait….I know why, because your pathetic! That's why she broke up with you! Because you're a pathetic, weak dumb ass!" "I cant believe she loved you before, I cant believe it!" That was everything he said to me, he then made his exit from my room.

Johnny always disliked me, but I don't blame him, I would hate me too.

I was at the hospital again, sitting by her side, hours has past and all I did was sit there and stare at her. Once in a while I would feel tears forming in my eyes, but it didn't matter. I had to do something, after speaking to the doctor, he told me there was no longer any injuries physically caused to her. What? I thought, how can that be, if the problem is no longer physical then what it is?

The hospital could no longer help her in anyway besides keep her on the life support. Just thinking about it brought more sadness on me, I didn't know what to do. I found myself walking out of the hospital and calling a taxi to pick me up.

Before I knew it, I was in front of a huge building with a large gate in front of it. On the top read "New York Prison". I had then asked an officer to allow me to visit the man I spared, the man that shot Sue.

"Number 241! You have a visitor" The officer placed me in front of a cell, in it was a man dress in an orange suit. When he saw me he gave me a smirk. Just looking at his face disgusted me and filled my mind with more anger then I have ever experienced.

"Heh, what are you doing here?" He knew what was happening, he knew what happened to Sue, and still, he continue to rub it in my face, at that moment, my anger level fiercely high, and I was just about ready to kill him, I tried my best to remain calm.

"I…..I spared you…..and you…you shot her…" I whispered, tears fell from my eyes, tears of sadness, and tears of hate.

"Oh yeah, by the way, how's the bitch!" He smirked again, but not for long, after that comment I couldn't take it anymore, my arms stretched and flew through the cell bars, I quickly placed a firm grip on his neck and tightened it.

"I'm going to kill you! You son of a BITCH!" I screamed. I was going to kill him, nothing mattered right now, I wanted him dead! I could feel his neck warm up and felt the blood rush up to his head. His face was red, he dug his hands into my arms, it didn't hurt, it felt like nothing, all I felt at the moment was anger, and I wanted revenge. I had then felt an officer pull me away from behind.

"Mr. Fantastic please let go!" I quickly pulled my arms away, still struggling I wanted to kill that bastard. The man fell to the ground in his cell rubbing his neck with one hand. "Your times up Dr." The officer spoke to me, my emotions quickly changed back to my sad state.

I quickly took the cab to return home.

After I returned I went straight to my room angered once again. I began to throw things around, I picked up a piece of work I had been working on for months, just staring at it, I quickly bashed it into the wall, I didn't care what it was, I threw everything. Picking up a glass test tube I threw it towards my door, it hit contact with a dark orange rock surface, Ben.

"Hey buddy calm down…" He spoke to me with his hands up, the glass didn't do any damage or pain to him. I quickly used a hand and brushed the falling tears from my eyes. I then looked around, chaos everywhere, that I had caused. Tables and papers everywhere, all my hard work ruined, I didn't care though, it doesn't matter to me anymore.

Ben then left my room after seeing I wanted to be left alone. I looked down onto my unorganized desk when I noticed a small black journal. For some reason I picked it up and threw it at the wall, it made a fluttering noise, then a small piece of paper slipped out and gracefully drifted towards the ground. I picked it up, it was a small picture of me and Sue, we were making silly faces to photo machine.

"Sue…" I whispered. I felt so guilty. "I'm sorry…." Why? Why did she have to get shot. The thought kept drifting in my mind, why her, it should have been me, it was my fault. God I'm so damn stupid.

I went out for a walk in the streets. Immediately a crowd began to swarm me, I could see the flashes of camera lights going off all around me. People began to ask me questions and such.

"Mr. Fantastic! Why are you sad?"

"What happened to Invisible Women?"

"Are you guys an item?"

"Did she die?"

These people, asking me questions like that, if they thought she was dead, wouldn't they think it would affect me to ask such a horrible question like that? I ignored all of them, I just continue to walk forward, later on the people knew I wasn't going to say anything, few of them parted from me, but many still stayed close to my tail.

Looking around I could see the stores. I could see a poster that read "Don't be a follower, be a leader, be FANTASTIC" and under the words there was a picture of me in my uniform. The media is lying, lying to everyone, I'm not fantastic, for gods sake I'm still human! If it was anyone to be the leader of the Fantastic Four, it should be Sue. She's intelligent, strong, she can actually take control. She's……perfect.

Sue, why did you make me feel this way? No, I did it on my own, but who wouldn't? She's just amazing. Wow, so I really do love her, I do, I should be enjoying this right now, but its just making me feel guiltier.

After a while I took a walk back home.

My room was so damaged, I decided to just sit on the couch and allow myself to think. Then Johnny came, and sat down next to me. "Johnny, I know it's my fault and I'm so sorry…."

Johnny didn't seem angry anymore, just saddened. "Reed man, it's, I shouldn't have blown of like that, its just that……my sister……I don't know, dude…I know you probably wanted to help her…just try to help her now man….please…"

God, I know I'm suppose feel better about this, but it's making me feel worst. I know it was my fault, I could of saved her! She would be here right now! I just spoke to him after.

"Johnny, don't apologize…..you were right….I was weak, I was stupid…..I could of stopped the man from shooting her, before it even happened….I…" It hurt even more, admitting to him. He put a hand on my shoulder, in a way of forgiveness and walked away.

I went back to the hospital, sat myself down next to Sue, it was so silent besides the slow beeping of her heart monitor. Sue, please just wake up, wake up. I took grab of her hand, it was cold, she felt so lifeless. Johnny was talking to the doctor for a moment. When he suddenly called me.

"Reed…..come here!" He sounded scared.

"What what's wrong" I was worried, more then ever.

The doctor gave me a choice I hoped I never had to make. "Mr. Richards…….I'm sorry that Ms. Storm has not been recovering, there is nothing physically wrong with her and we simply can't help her any longer…….chances are, if you keep her on life support, she will forever remain there, or you can, take her out of it, and allow her to pass…I will allow you and your…..family…to discuss matters and make your decision.."

End of Chapter 2. Yeah I know…predictable story…but remember what I said earlier, just a story to reflect on Reed. Well this chapter didn't turn out to good, because its just a passing chapter for you guys do understand what's going on. Please Review!