This is ending one. This is how it feels.

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This is ending one. This is how it feels.
Five Seconds: A Choose You Own Ending-Ending One [s.r.]
Summary: You met Steve Rogers at a support group for those who had lost loved ones during the Blip. After the battle, what does the future hold for the two of you?
Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader
Warnings: Angst, Endgame spoilers.
A/N: Originally posted 10/22/19. Ending number one of my entry for @cevansgirl‘s writing challenge. This is where the prompt is and it’s in bold. Thanks for reading! If you’d like to be added to my permanent taglist just send an ask!
No hate here, Scarlet.
Who Killed Sheila Go?
It started with a quiet evening, where nine individuals were given dinner invites from one Mrs. Hera Zephyr. The instructions were for them to meet at the Zephyr home promptly at 6:00 pm, for a nice dinner, and then a nice conversation by the fire. The first to show up to Hera’s home was none other than Arawn Prydain, prompt if it killed him. He didn’t have his wife or his typical sidekick, all he had was himself and a bouquet of flowers for the hostess. Just a few steps behind Arawn was Sheila Go, who had no reason to expect an invitation at a wealthy woman’s place, but had no qualms about casing the place and maybe finding a way to take something that would benefit her further down the line. Jacques and Kuzco arrived at around the same time, stared at each other, and Kuzco turned up his nose a bit at the state of Jacques’ worn suit.
Iridessa fidgeted behind them in a cute yellow sundress, covered only by a dark leather jacket and shivering as she made her way to the door after the two men. Rhiannon practically glided over behind her, looking very much like the queen she once was. She had in tow an incredibly uncomfortable Blaine Gray, chatting away about how the two of them should really catch up. Blaine recoiled and slunk into the Zephyr home hoping for a seat that was far enough away from Rhiannon for him to get a breather. And then to his, and most of the attendees’ horror, Gaston filed in after her, a smug smile on his face because of course he was invited to such an event. Maximus was the tail end of the gathering, looking very much the reluctant guest, but not one to turn down a request from the woman who had done so much to support the police department.
They each sat in their assigned places, Hera at the head of the table with Maximus to her left, and Iridessa to her right. The guests were spread out suitably, and the first tray of soup had only just started wrapping up when Sheila got to her feet, declaring that she needed to use the restroom. Shortly after the woman left there was the first power surge where the lights started to flicker, and then…there came several sounds all at once. First there was a scream. And in short time after, two gunshots went off mixed with the sound of a loud crash, as if something had shattered, and another flicker of the lights.
Finally Jacques said he was going to go out and look to see what was going on. The group darted out to discover the body of Shego lying in the middle of the hallway. “Oh my god!” Hera and Iridessa exclaimed in shock. “Oh…oh god I…” Jacques stumbled over and threw up just a few steps away from the body. Rhiannon leaned over to study the body. “An interesting method…” she commented, shrugging as she got angry looks for the comment. “Come on…you can’t tell me you’re not at least a little intrigued by how this was done.” She took note of Mr. Gray’s knuckles, Kuzco couldn’t help but look suspiciously at Jacques’ poorly polished shoes. Iridessa was unsettled by the pleased way in which Rhiannon studied what was going on. Gaston personally didn’t like how nervous Iridessa was, but he was ready to pin the blame on anyone except himself of course. Arawn had been eerily silent throughout dinner. Perhaps he was the one. “Well…I have a guess,” a voice spoke out from the group, pointing to the body, ready to divulge the details over how the murder was done.
Ending One:
Just Another Murder Mystery: Part 13
Alternate Ending:
Laina: But... I’m not a detective.
Meg: *long suffering sigh* I was being facetious.
Meg: Who could resist?
Laina: .... Wait whut?
Meg: *continues rambling* I was kind of surprised actually…
Meg: All that preparation for nothing!
*proceeds to villain monologue*
*forever*
*and ever*
*and ever*
*ohmygodstop*
Meg: *flails* ....... And that’s how it happened.
Meg: Easily.
Meg: *reaches for something*
Laina: *tenses*
Because every great villain needs a good mustache.
*silence*
Meg: *drops to the floor* *is dead-ed*
Laina: *smirks*
Laina: *stares down at Meg’s lifeless body*
Laina: Thanks for doing all the dirty work for me darlin’.
*door bursts open*
FIN
“I’m glad to be with you, Samwise Gamgee. Here at the end of all things”
nooo
The Offer
Sam was once again trapped in the cage, with Lucifer prowling around in front of him like an animal would if they were sizing up their prey. He knew this plan was risky but it was God who sent him here so it should have been fine. But he was so stupid, of course God wasn’t talking to him, why would he? All Sam had done was bring destruction on Earth, so why would God be helping him now?
“What’s going on inside that head of yours Sammy?” Lucifer asked in a playful tone. “Are we getting of this cage together, or do you want to spend some quality time down here with me?” he asked walking closer to Sam.
“If I allow you, can you promise you’ll beat the Darkness?” Sam asked trying to sound braver than he was currently feeling. He didn’t want spend anymore time trapped down here with Lucifer and he wasn’t so sure Crowley would want to try breaking him out. This was looking like his best option, getting Lucifer to beat the Darkness? And if he could beat Lucifer once he could do it again right?
“Well if that means my ticket out of here and getting to spend more time with you than I don’t see why I can’t give it a shot” Lucifer answered, a smile spreading across his face.
Maybe this was his chance to make up for the things he did, all the mistakes he made. He knew Dean would never forgive him but this was sounding like the best opportunity so far to beat the Darkness.
Sam took a deep breath and looked at Lucifer and said “Yes.”
(Ending One)