though I've never been through hell like that

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WHO: THE SENTRY and ALEX AARON
WHERE: Around.
WHEN: Tuesday the 28th.
WARNINGS: Fear things, probably.
SUMMARY: So there was that time that the Sentry killed a God...
FORMAT: Quick? Whichever works best.


For the past week or so, Bob had been drifting. Paranoid, wary, his skin still prickling with memories of his wife turning into his nightmares and something dark and evil clawing its way out of his head, he patrolled the streets carefully hoping for distraction. He hovered a few feet above the street, flying slowly and surveying everything with bright, golden eyes to keep all the shadows away.

He would be prepared this time.

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Maybe not as prepared as he would like. Alex, for one, was not prepared to run into the man--no, the monster that killed his father.

For a moment, he was frozen. Alex initially blamed the president for allowing the death of his father to occur, but Osborn was to blame too. And, well, the Sentry was the hand that did the deed, the one covered in a god's blood. That meant he was equally responsible for a wound that had yet to heal for Alex.

Words did not have to be exchanged to express his feelings toward the Sentry, his eyes said it all.

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At first, Bob didn't notice Alex at all. He drifted past slowly, just short of listlessly, then he turned and saw the boy, not recognizing him more than from in passing. Still he let himself land, feet on the ground.

"Can I help you with anything?"

[inspirefear]

It was entirely possible that this Sentry was from a different point of time, Alex did consider it briefly. Even still, that would not change what he would eventually become. That much he was sure of.

Though Alex never imagined coming face to face with the Sentry, he was already dead to him. Knowing that, he was almost at a loss, but the death of his father wasn't something that Alex easily could let go of.

"You, help?" he questioned bitterly. "I doubt it."

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That made him pause, and furrow his eyebrows questioningly. Bob moved closer to Alex, his cape flapping briskly behind him as he walked, eyes still glowing. He tried to think of how he might have upset him, or why, or when.

"If there's a problem, I'm sure that I could."

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Alex rolled his eyes dismissively.

And as if to challenge the Sentry, he also took a step closer toward him. "You may think you have everything under control now," he said quietly. "But for how long?"

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Something about the way Alex looked at him made the Sentry step back, when Alex stepped forward. Bob's eyebrows furrowed more; he took a slow breath.

"I don't know what you mean," he said, sternly, though hesitantly.