girlwithout | (no subject)

She’s just having a quiet evening at her apartment, which is cool. After last night’s nightmarefest, she could use the time to relax or whatever and work on homework. She’s just puzzling over some practice test questions when Benny pops his head through the door to her room. “Rikki?”

She glances away from her book. “Yeah? What’s up?”

“There is someone here. For you.”

She hadn’t heard the doorbell. Weird. It’s probably Steve or Anya or someone. She puts down her stuff and hops off the bed, heading for the door.

There’s a wasteland beyond the open doorway. She backpedals because what, but Benji’s barking from somewhere out there and Toro (when did he change?) shoves her through. She lands on the ground gracelessly, coughing up acrid air and dust.

The door disappears, her apartment disappears. It’s just her and Toro. He comes forward and rests his hand on her blue-clad shoulder (when did she put on the Bucky jacket?). “What should we do?”

“I don’t – “

Something hits them, both of them, an explosion forcing her away from Toro. When she manages to stand up, he’s – he’s not –

“No no no Benny no breathe – “ His chest turns to dust under her hands, leaving her digging in the dirt. One finger snags on something smooth and familiar, like – a shield.

Her panicked scrabbling unearths a decaying corpse wearing the Captain America uniform. When she tries to stand up again, she trips over more bodies – John. Uncle James. Anya.

Rebecca

You know what to do