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The wind howled across Steel city, trees swayed as if ready to be ripped out of the ground. A mixture of sand, stone, and dust was carried by the wind, blinding those who dared to trudge through the harsh weather. A towering T-shaped building sat near the edge of Steel city, inside it several Heros lay awaiting the end of the blistering wind.
Vanessa's pov ^_^
I see flashes, memories, I feel emotions that aren't mine yet are part of me. I am nothing yet I am everything I am dead yet I am alive. My body is being stretched, stabbed, burned, my body is slowly being taken apart. My body is being torn to peices and there is nothing I can do about. There's a heavy weight on my chest slowly suffocating me, each breath I take is a struggle. My heart stops and I am surrounded by quiet, peaceful silence. My heart is pounding at the same time though sounding as if it is a drum, loud,noisy,relentless. I don't understand, I don't care, I DO care, I need to understand, I need to make it stop... It won't stop, it will never stop, there is no way to make it stop, there is no escape. I try to think,the words are slow to come to me, but I push,I try to remember. Who am I? Why am I here? Where am I? I try to think, to pull these thoughts close, I grasp for the answer…MAKE IT STOP, It hurts, It's pain, It's unbearable, THERE! I see the answer and I reach for it, I have stopped moving, everywhere I turn,everywhere I look there is pain. So much pain, such sadness, such misery... I try to see the answers to my questions, instead I fall. I fall and fall sinking into the darkness…my mind once more fades. I do not know who I am. I do not know what I am. I do not know where I am. I do not care, I do not feel.
3 person pov
She struggles to remember why she's there,who she is, and most importantly…What happened. Her deep hazel eyes flashed opened as she sat up. Is she alive? Bright lights surround her, the harsh sounds assault her ears. She is lost…She does not know what happened, who she is...who she was. "ZANTANA!" The word echoes not only in her mind but also within her body, every fiber in her being is shaking. She feels emotion, not just one, but a tidal wave. Love, hope, kindness, anger, sadness, all surround her pulling her down. She does not know what the word means, perhaps it is someone's name. She softly says it again, gingerly as if the name may break at any moment. "Zantana" The effect is instantaneous, unlocking memories, happiness, sorrow, but most importantly; She feels determination.
She is alive. Her name is Vanessa, and her mission is to find her sister.