Wrong Number

TW, gets a little graphic. It shows what happened to Harper's dad so... Yeah. 😭😭

Dream: 

"Dad?" I question as he pulls me along. "What's going on?" I look over my shoulder to see a light shooting up from the Avengers Tower into the sky.

"I don't know, honey." He says, and I have to jog to keep up with his long strides.

I look up at the light once again, and a hole rips the sky. I gasp, fear tightening my lungs. People stop to film with their phones. Idiots. 

"Harper, pay attention!" My dad tugs on my hand.

I look forward, as we weave through people. I sneak glances up.

Huge creatures swim thought the air, with armor covering their body's. I squeeze my dad's hand, terrified, yet in awe. We run as the creatures tear up the city, one runs on to a building. Purple-ish lights shoot from the alien's weapons. Rumble crumbles from a building, forcing us to stop. Something lands on the damaged street. I'll call it a 'space chariot'. "Get back," Dad urges, pushing me back with his arm.

On the space chariot, there are 2 persons. One in green armor and a golden helmet with horns, and the driver is in gray armor. "Dreadful, insufferable, idiot!" The one in green growls, holding a scepter. He kicks the chariot, which has a arrow in it. I guessed the arrow had messed up the steering. The man walks away, blasting a car with the scepter in frustration. The car  goes airborne for a moment, landing on its side.

Dad forces us to hide behind the car, and we crouch down. Dad grabs his gun from the waistband of his jeans. I swallow, heart pounding. Dad looks at me and whispers, "You need to get to somewhere safe, ok? I don't care if you have to spilt up from me to do so, just find somewhere safe." 

I search his gray eyes, taking in his face. Before I can say a word, dad pulls out his gun and clicks the safety off. He stands, shooting at the man in green. The car gets shoved away from us by some invisible force, and I stand, stepping back. The man stalks up to us, grinning evilly. "Silly mortal... You think a little mortal weapon can kill me? I am a god!"  He thrust his scepter, and it buries in dad's chest. I watch in horror, frozen in place. The God's gaze shifts to me, but I watch as my father falls to the ground. He smirks, watching my reaction. "What? Do you mourn?" He taunts.

"W-who are you?" I whisper.

"I... Am Loki. The rightful heir to-"

Wham! A blur of red and silver hits Loki, and both go flying. I watch as Thor and Loki land blocks away. I turn to look at dad, who lays on the concrete, blood on his chest. I get dizzy, a sick feeling in my stomach. I crouch down next to him. "... Dad? Dad, can you hear me?" I touch his face, tilting his head to make him look at me.

"H-Harp..." I watch as his gaze shifts away from me, staring at nothing.

I tear up, "Dad?... Dad." I say firmly, gently shaking his shoulder.

He doesn't move. I hold his wrist, desperate for any signs of life. But there's no pulse. I look around, for anyone to help. But there's no one, they had all moved to a different part of the city. It was just us for all I could see. But I could hear the sirens and the blasts of the alien weapons. I sit fully on the ground, shivering. I let go of my dad's cold hand, numb as my dad lay dead in the street.

-----

I wake up pretty early, laying on my tummy. I'm tangled in the warmth of the blankets, and I don't want to get up. My nose is stuffy from last night. I sigh, blood feeling as is it's lead. My wrists and legs ache for no apparent reason. My head is a bit light, but feels heavy from the thoughts in my head. It feels like I'm stuck in my head and everything else is detached.

I force myself to sit up. I look at my phone as a sigh escapes my lips. I didn't want to look at my notifications, in case I would see a message from my mother. I rub my eyes, getting up. I go over to my duffel bag and grab a slacks and a long sleeve shirt. I get ready for the day.