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Lydia's Home

I meditate in my room, focusing on the vision of me fighting Killer Frost as it's still very real and possible to happen. He's not dead. If he passed, the vision would stop occurring but this time, something is different. I still see Killer Frost appear through the woods and shooting shards of ice towards me as I scream. No, not different. I see the vision clearer now. This time I'm able to see myself, but it's not me anymore.

I see myself walk into the woods as I'm transformed into the true form of the banshee. I see my face whiter than white, as it's sculpted like a skull, with my hair turned completely white. As I continue to watch my vision which is clearer than ever, the vision of myself screams and I open my eyes panicked and disturbed by what I'm going to become.

"What's wrong?" I hear Scott as he walks into the room being able to sense what happened. I don't tell him as I'm not sure it's something to talk about. "You still see him don't you?" He refers to Killer Frost and I nod as he's not dead.

"I saw myself, clearer than ever." I feel the darkness inside me build up knowing that this entire time we were worried about Killer Frost being the one to kill us, but what if I'm the one who does so. "." I realize as I've been mistaken all along. I feel embarrassed and stupid now being able to realize it now.

"Don't say that." Scott reassures me and sits next to me in my bed.

"The four horsemen of the Apocalypse... I'm one of them." I find my purpose knowing that this is what is destined for me. Scott looks at me uncomfortable not knowing how to react to that news. "This entire time, he's been pulling strings for us to become who we really are meant to be. He's been using Killer Frost to separate us all!"

"Yeah but he doesn't have the horsemen that can manipulate Earth, neither fire."

"But we have Parrish who can control fire."

"Lykos isn't going to win, neither take any of you from me. If Lykos wants my power, then he isn't a god. ."