Some memories fade. Some last forever. Some form as scars in your mind. That felt like many of her memories. Despite recent years treating her… well, relatively well she was always one to linger on the past. She felt like that was ending recently. That she was changing and leaving behind Limbo— especially when she stepped down as Queen and relinquished the position to Madeylne Pryor. Krakoa and the aftermath had left her with a new mindset. One of growth and moving on after years of letting Limbo haunt her. Let Darkchilde haunt her.

Let Belasco haunt her.

She shook off that thought. The shadow of the man who clawed her soul and given her the scars she held onto was an afterthought. He was supposed to be at least.

But as of recent old scars kept keeping up on her. Specifically Darkchilde who she hoped to have suppressed but now, after a conversation with it, she realized was herself. She was suppressing herself due to her trauma so much that she couldn’t even see the monster in the mirror wasn’t just her. It was her. She needed a minute. A moment. Anything.

After a brisk look at Dani immediately teleports away. She’d be back soon. They both knew it— especially with lives on the line. But evidently something was wrong with her magick and suddenly she was… teleported to a bedroom? Why did it feel familiar?

“Goddamn it,” Illyana hissed, looking around and analyzing this place. Why did it feel like somewhere she’d seen before? And then she recognized the layout.

And then you walked in.

(This takes place after Magik Issue #5. Also, the artist is small but one of my favs so check out Deszy55 on twt bc their Magik art is awesome)