As I hobble through the rain, covered in my own blood, my arm grasping my torso. The gash that had ripped through my armor was under my hold. Hoping I wasn’t loosing more blood. I balled my free fist up and rapped my knuckles upon the door of a house that sits in this cute neighborhood. This house that they live in… An Avenger…

Hello there, Sweet Thing…

I try to seem charming, as though blood isn’t dripping from my lip.Barley able to hold tears back from my eyes.