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𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐃𝐎𝐍𝐄, 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐁𝐀𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄. But then again, that made her wonder if she was any better than Thanos, seeing as that was exactly what he thought he was doing. He thought that by wiping out half the known universe, he would be creating balance. And when Giselle brought back everyone after pulling them out of the Soul Stone, she was recreating the broken balance of all of the worlds in their galaxy. Everyone was calling her a hero, but she didn't know if that was the proper word to be used. 

While all of the other heroes were reconnecting with their loved ones, Giselle stood outside of one of the balconies in the Wakandan palace. She wanted to be alone so she could think about everything that she had done and what she was going to do next. The Caster knew that she wouldn't be able to go home because of the fact that she had sacrificed her sister in order to retrieve the Soul Stone from Vormir. Something her sister knew had to be done and was willing to do it for the best of the universe, but their Council wouldn't understand. 

Viola wasn't there to speak for herself and say that she had done it for her sister. That she had sacrificed herself for the best of everyone else because she saw that if it was one life among billions, she was alright with it. She was alright with what she had done. Viola saw the best in it all because she believed in what her sister was doing, not because of anything else. 

A heavy sigh left her lips as she remembered the deal that she had made with Death and her daughter, Hermoine. The two of them expected something great out of Giselle, and she knew, that sooner or later, the two of them would go after her and collect their payment. She didn't know when or how they would, but she just prayed that it wouldn't be too soon. And just as she was hoping for the best out of it all, the small figure that was Hermoine stood behind her, her eyes staring straight into the back of her head.

Giselle, with her arms folded over her chest, glanced over her shoulder to meet her eyes. The two of them stared at each other and the young girl gave her a small grin. The Caster knew what the young girl was there to do, and she was ready for it. She was prepared to leave her current position as a Caster and go work for Death and her daughter. But the more she thought about what she was about to do, the more she realized that she was going to have to leave the Guardians of the Galaxy. 

"I guess it's my time to go," Giselle spoke to her in a soft voice, but the young girl surprised her. The redhead shook her head as she took a few steps closer to the Caster, staring up at her, her motives hidden behind her eyes. 

"No, we have no use for you quite yet," Hermoine replied to her as she held her hands in front of her, a small smile appearing on her lips. "My mother and I believe that you will be the most useful for us when you are at your most powerful. We both believe that for you to reach your potential, we need to leave you where you're at. Amongst these . . . heroes." 

"Death is giving me time?" Giselle asked, completely not expecting the news that she was just given. "I never thought your mother would be so lenient with her deals," She paused for a few seconds, realizing that it probably wasn't her mother who had made the decision to allow her to stay behind with the others. "It was you who changed your mother's mind, wasn't it?" 

Hermoine's smirk grew as she nodded her head, "We want a powerful Caster under our belts, not a weak one. You may have channeled the power of the Soul Stone to extract the souls of the . . . dusted, but you are not where we want you," She began to explain as she approached the blonde haired Caster until she was standing beside her. "I believe you will grow more and more powerful every day, and that woman you are so smitten with? Mantis? I think she will help you grow even more powerful than you could ever imagine." 

A chuckle fled from Giselle's lips, "Of course, Death and her daughter want nothing more than the most powerful being in the universe as an ally," She spoke for a second, before turning to look into the building and watching as the others were getting along. "How long do you think I will have with them?" 

Hermoine glanced over to the rest of the heroes, before back to Giselle, "Only time will tell, but if I am going to give you any advice before you join my mother and I, know this: Spend your time wisely, for you will not know when I will come for you." 

And then there was silence. 

Giselle looked to where the young girl once stood to find the space vacant. She pressed her lips together as she repeated the conversation through her own mind, even when Mantis came out to pull her back into the building. She tried her very best to engage with the others, but she couldn't get around the fact that her time was limited with the people she cared about. And she was going to have to figure out a way to live up to her expectations with Death. 

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