Sorry for all the gut-wrenching feels in this really short chapter. Please don't hate me, just review. Since this story isn't over, I need-need-NEED reviews on how to continue. Thanks again for following this ficlet!
White hot fire was coursing through my veins. I screamed and screamed, but the pain made my shouts sound like a whisper inside my head. I could barely see. I all I could do was scream and thrash around.
"No! NOOO! What have I done?" I heard Thor shout. "Healer! WHAT IS HAPPENING?!" he bellowed.
My eyes focused as best they could on Dr. Tanner. His expression frightened me. "I have no idea!" he said and began madly adjusting the various machines around me.
"Dr.!" The nurse yelled. "The patient's heartbeat is rising to dangerously high levels!"
"Dr. Tanner! IS there anything we can do?" Steve shouted.
"Keep her from ripping out the needles!" he replied.
"But that's what's killing her!" Clint yelled.
Bruce stepped between them. He coughed and looked Clint in the eye. "Would you rather her die quickly, or suffer another few days and waste away?" he asked, his voice breaking.
Tony and Natasha walked into my field of vision. "Let's hold her arms down, shall we?" he said, his face the saddest I had ever seen it.
My family walked over to me and grabbed my arms and legs. Natasha stroked my hair and supported my head while Thor held my right hand and arm. Steve had my left hand, and Tony the arm, and Bruce and Clint held my legs down.
"You are the most admirable, generous, and humorous sister I have ever come to know." Thor told me. He cleared his throat. "I cannot express my apologies and sorrows for causing you this pain."
My vision was gone at this point, just a blinding yet alluring light was all I could see. I could only hear my family, not see them. But I knew they were there. I could feel them. Ahead, I could see that the light had formed a tunnel. I began moving towards it. I wasn't sure how, for I couldn't feel my feet. I looked down, and saw that I didn't have any. I must be clocking out...I thought.
Tears had began to stream down my face. They felt ice-cold against the heat of my skin. Through gritted teeth, I managed to say "Thor...it's...it's not your fault-Ahhh!" I began, and then yelped as a sudden shot of pain ripped through my head. "...You did...the best...you could. I...I love all of you guys..." I say, and succumb to the tunnel's comforting glow.
PLEASE RESPOND!