She craved the dark She craved the cold clutches of death. She crumbled to the floor, ears ringing, the memories flooding her brain. "You broke me" Uncle Ivan... his twisted punishments Madame B... her unforgiving ways The Red Room... her past "You- you shattered me" How she longed it when she fell to her death on Vormir. How she hated that she had been saved. The darkness was overwhelming- she wanted it but she didn't. "No no no no no no NO" And He was back Loki Why bring back the person who had a penchant for inflicting pain, who made her PTSD flare more than ever, why bring him back when she was at her weakest? "Maybe, maybe if he killed me he would do me a favor..." But then he spoke- 'You're like L'etoile Filante. You shine bright for the others, but inside, your dying. Inside, you hate every inch of your being' She couldn't breath "I can't breath- I CAN'T BREATHE" She was falling Falling Falling Falling But what if he was the only one who could save her from her worst nightmare, her past - herself. 'You don't have to burn out. L'etoile Filante does not have to die.' Post endgame, Tony is alive, Stucky, and no FFH because N O T H A N K Y O U