@ofhel / some shit we plotted
LANG HADN’T been present during the fight for all of mankind, well more like half, he was busy, stuck in his house which was starting to get dismal. The best part was when he got to see Cassie, which happened to be the same day of the genocide of half of Earth. When Scott began to hear the screams and the sounds of what seemed to be ANOTHER attack on New York he went to the basement with his daughter, he had to protect her, they set up everything in case they’d have to stay there over night, which wouldn’t be the end result.
HOURS HAD passed before anything happened once again, but Scott much preferred those hours over the next moment. He was ready a story to Cassie, when the sound of crashes sounded above. Scott instinctively looked at Cassie, who’s expression had turned sour. Scott walked to her side and reached to pull her into a hug. When Scott was greeted with empty arms and his daughter’s fading image, his eyes focused on her face as she finally faded into a pile. Almost simultaneously a bright green light covered the basement and he shielded his eyes until the light cleared and a woman stood in his basement. So much had happened in only a small portion of time. His heart was racing and his body was filled with adrenaline. He stood and looked at the pile, still in shock. He looked at the woman, filled with rage.
“ WHERE DID SHE GO? WHERE?! I SWEAR IF THIS WAS YOU! “