I am sorry that it is kind of short. The writing is rough I am aware just give me time. I am stilling forming Victoria as a character and getting to know her as a character. It will get better I promise.
Victoria's POV Victoria sat at the abandoned bar and threw darts while she waited for Peter to appear. She is sure he will come. She blinks and the next moment he is standing in front of her he hasn't changed much in the last five years still in appearance the same Peter she had left behind. She turned slowly and looked at him, putting on display the scar on the left side of her face that went down her cheek. Her once shoulder length hair was cut in a modern slightly curly mullet style. She smiled at him while he frowned at her. “So you're a killer now? I thought your promises meant more to you but I guess not.” She didn’t look away but she stopped smiling. “It was a mission of sorts. I did it because it’s how the world has played out for me. How I survive and keep my cards straight. You’d probably understand more if you left the shelter of the Mansion. This is how the world rolls for mutants on the outside; we hide in the dark cracks and crevices. Praying for survival.” Peter scoffs. “You chose that.” “I didn’t choose anything. I had to leave. I couldn't live in a bubble.” Peter shook his head. “But at least it was safe!” He pointed at the scar on her face. “And obviously you haven’t been Tori!” “I understand your anger Peter I just wanted you to know I am not dead. Now if you will excuse me I have to go meet up with my organization.” As she turned to leave he ran forward and grabbed her arm. “What happened?” he said through his teeth. “I changed. I will see you soon Peter. Here next week, same time, same day.” Then she disappeared in a swirl of shadows.
