TW: lgbtq+ themes(for all the people who don’t support it) and death

Elizabeth held on to Kyra’s cheek. ‘Where do you go Every night ky? What do you do that gets you so injured?’ She said gesturing to Kyra’s blood soaked arm. Kyra looked to her wound then back to Elizabeth. ‘It’s not important Lizzie ok? Just drop it.’ She responded turning around to leave. ‘I’m not leaving until you tell me.’ Elizabeth said stubbornly. Kyra approached her slowly. ‘Lizzie if I tell you. Your life will be in danger. You will never be able to live the same again. The way you see things would change. The way you see the world. The way you see me.’ Hee eyes were brimmed with tears at the thought of losing her girlfriend. ‘Then we’ll face it together.’ Lizzie said. Kyra stood there. Thoughts flooding through her brain. ‘Fine… I’m…I’m…-‘she never finished her Santa’s an explosion burst the side of their apartment wall.

Kyra sat up coughing from all the debris led around her. ‘Lizzie?’ She cried out scared, ‘LIZZIE?’ She saw the lifeless body buried under the rubble. She pulled out her limp girlfriend sobbing. ‘I’m sorry Lizzie…I told you you’d get hurt… I’m…im The Shadow.’ The last words escaped her lips as a deep laughter echoed out through the gaping whole in the wall…