She briefly considered flying into space again. It proved harder than punching asteroids into the sun. She tried purging such toxic thoughts from her mind. For a while, she just took deep, calming breaths. She hugged her shoulders, but not due to the cold. More cold air swept in as the storm clouds above darkened the sky even more. I won’t let it! I just wish I didn’t feel so…lost.’Ĭarol turned away from the bar, but didn’t leave the rooftop. I’m Captain goddamn Marvel! I’m better than this! This isn’t going to break me. My dad might laugh at it, but fuck him and his drunken sense of humor. She flew higher, further, and faster than anyone dared. The fact she’d entertained taking a drink, destroying years of sobriety, made Carol want to punch herself. Still in her Captain Marvel uniform, she clenched her fists in a mix of anger and frustration. It was the one battle she never rushed to confront. She’d rather confront the entire Kree armada rather than have this old fight. Fighting it felt like fighting the pull of Thanos. The thought of drowning her sorrows in hard liquor, seeking that sweet escape she once chased so recklessly, had so much appeal. Hell, being an Avenger, he’d pick up the tab.’ There’s nothing stopping me from flying down, walking up to the bartender, and asking for a bottle of cheap whisky. ‘I could fall off the wagon and everyone would understand. For an alcoholic, that was not a good situation. As the winds picked up and the air got colder, she stood on a rooftop not far from her apartment that overlooked the nearest bar. It was 10:30 at night and storm clouds had just rolled in over New York City. Every day she spent away from her friends and teammates felt like another step in the wrong direction. They offered their love and support, but Carol opted to go it alone, as she often did. In her experience, whenever all her friends agreed that strongly, it was a sign. Her best friend, Jessica Drew, even threatened to stage an intervention. Captain America ordered her to take a sabbatical. She tried to return to the Avengers, just to do something other than mourn. She spent a good chunk of time with her brother in Maine, taking care of her mother’s affairs and supporting one another. She hadn’t said much at her mother’s funeral, which Tony Stark paid for in full. On the surface, she held herself together. It was a lot to take in, even for someone who rubbed shoulders with the Avengers and fought hostile aliens every other week.
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That was after she found out that her mother was secretly a Kree warrior who’d come to Earth, fell in love, and chose the life of a caring mother instead of an inter-stellar warrior. She’d just lost her mother to a Kree assassin. Those harsh truths had loomed over Carol “Captain Marvel” Danvers for the past several days.
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If you not comfortable with that, I don’t recommend reading this. Warning: This story contains graphic depiction of sex. ‘These mean inner thoughts or psychic communication.’ They are the property of Marvel and Disney. AN: The following is a one-shot that takes place shortly after the events of The Life of Captain Marvel.ĭisclaimer: I don’t own Carol Danvers, Ms.