To The Ones I Betrayed:

Betrayal. It is such a horrible word...perhaps the greatest crime I could commit against you, and the last one I ever wanted to commit.

At the orphanage, people said I had a ‘stubborn streak’, and that I wasn’t the sort to ever get attached to anything. They were wrong. They simply couldn’t give me what I needed. A chance to belong, a chance to live my dream, a chance to fly. It seemed like Karnage was going to give me that: make me a member of the Air Pirates, teach me to fly...but his mask is gone, and I’ll never know why he wanted me. Too many crimes, too many nightmares...too many storm clouds on the horizon.

Why did I go back to this? It isn’t because I enjoy it, because I wanted back…it was so you would have your chance to live. After all, you gave me a chance to live. For a few days, I truly was Kit Cloudkicker; and the clouds, the nightmares, that have followed me for so long were actually beginning to clear. You taught me hope...you showed me joy...you let me live! But, above all, you gave me love. I’d never known anyone who truly loved me. As I was hiding from Karnage, all I could hear was ‘...so my flight crew doesn’t get chilly’. All I could see was Molly’s smiling face. All I could feel was the stick of the Sea Duck. All I could think was that you had to get out. At that moment nothing was more important than that. Not my hopes, my dreams, or even my life. You all deserve better, so much better, than death at the hands of Karnage. So I went back, and it cost me every hope that I have. All but one, actually, I hope...somehow...you can forgive me.

You three are worth more to me than all of the treasure Karnage has ever plundered. Maybe it is a fair exchange. All that you gave me, in exchange for your lives. So forget me, and don’t waste you affections on some pirate kid. There’re some kids out there who truly deserve what you have.

Kit

PS. Tell Molly I'm sorry about Lucy

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Just had to inlude this comment by Gidget, who jested this for the last line:

PS: Tell what's-her-face that I'm sorry about that damned doll. Get over it, kid.