She had to get away.

Pegasus' heart was crashing in her chest as she bolted down the street, ignoring the bewildered expressions of those she passed on the streets. She barely saw them as she ran, her blue-green eyes wide but basically unseeing. She didn't know where she was going, didn't care at this point, but she was going there fast, her ballet-toed feet pushing off any surface they could to accelerate her faster down the street, dodging the obstacles, living or not, that stood in her way. Several people called to her, scoffing when she accidentally nudged them on her way passed, some telling her to slow down. A few genuinely worried people tried to call after her, but it was too late, she was running, she had to get away...

She didn't stop running.

It wasn't smart to run back to her house. If anyone from the negaverse caught wind of who she was, they would torture everyone she knew to get at her. They would steal their starseeds, use them as bait, torture them, convert them... the list went on and on, and in her already shaken mind the scenarios played like a silent movie in her head. Her sister Eliza being stolen from her bed, a taloned hand snaking it's way into her chest, curling around the delicate starseed and ripping it out of her chest, her sister's face paralized in a silent scream, her eyes starting to fade...

Pegasus stumbled through the streets, the crowds beginning to thin as she got farther and farther away from the main city, away from the taller buildings, away from there...

s**t... that could have happened to her. It had been about to happen to her. She had seen that redheaded lieutenant's hand get closer and closer to her chest, moving in slow motion, had felt the warmth of her hand as it rested on her brooch, felt the ice run down her spine as she had just barely begun to steal what was essentially her life force...

She had almost died. No saving the day, no 'good guys always win.' That was always how it was suppose to work, right? The good guys didn't die, they couldn't die!

But that was the thing. They COULD.

That icy feeling would not go away...

She finally sank to her knees, suddenly in her room at home. The sound of her parents and sister moving around the house hit her suddenly, as if she had been deaf and blind before, and she shut her eyes again, taking several slow, calming breaths, willing her heartbeat to slow, willing her mind to calm, willing that terror back. She was still alive.

Still alive.

But... for how long?