WARNING: Sadness! This is a Lia-centred One-shot written to commemorate the second anniversary of my own Mother's death, so please be nice, I am already ready to cry.
I promise the second part of the Christmas special will be posted at some point, definitely nowhere near Christmas though.
That is all.
SuperminionXD
I stared at the small white square in the centre of blue and white 'Fantastic 5' themed calendar that Daddy had bought me. The black numbers still stood out even though they had been scribbled over multiple times by different coloured pens. It was a year exactly since that day. Yet it was so fresh in my mind it could've been yesterday. Tears welled up in my eyes as images flashed before them.
'Lia you have to go now! Leave! Run! I'll find you! But promise me you won't come back!'
The words echoed in my ears as if they had actually been said out loud.
'W-what's happening?'
I remembered my confusion, my fear, my horror. Those same emotions plague me now just as they did then.
'Promise me!'
'I KNOW YOU'RE IN HERE SOMEWHERE!'
The cold metallic voice brings just as much terror as I remember how the crashes got ever closer.
'I-I p-promise…'
Sometimes I don't understand promises. Everyone says you're supposed to keep them, that they shouldn't be broken. But what if a promise can't be kept? What if something happens now, like it did then? Mummy promised she would find me. But how could someone find someone else if they are dead?
'Find your Father, the Baxter Building in New York, look for the giant Five in the sky and tell him Doom has returned!'
The words made no sense to me at the time; all I knew is that I had never seen her so scared. She had always seemed untouchable, unscareable. It made my own fear all the worse.
'Where is she? I have searched too long to lose her now!'
The demand still sent a shiver down my spine, but the reply affected me the most.
'N-never… t-tell… you…'
She protected me right to the end. When the electricity buzzed and danced over her body as if having their own private firework display, though in reality it was much more. She never made a sound as the sparks arced inside her, frying her from the inside. I had watched till the very end when her eyes glazed over and her head lolled and her flailing arms fell limp. Only then did I run. Only then did I know that life, as I knew it, was over. Only then.
Yeah, I hope it was ok and that I didn't make anyone, besides myself, cry.
As I mentioned earlier, this is dedicated to my Mum, who was brave till the very end. Never ever forgotten.
I am going to stop now before I cause my laptop to short-circuit with tears.
Bye for now,
SuperminionXD (Though not so XD at the moment)