Hello
For those of you who don't know, I published this story/series a while ago but recently took it down because I wasn't happy with the standard. I am pleased to say it is back and re edited.
This follows the story of my original character Samantha Jennings, the main concept is the same however I hope you find this version better written and more developed. I plan to change storylines and characters however remain canon when in known Marvel films.
Here is a small introductory chapter.
Anyway, if you're a returning reader or new to this story, I welcome you and I hope I do not disappoint.
Vex
A cold wind blew across the frozen waste land as the giants raced towards her. She unsheathed her weapon, waiting for the oncoming storm. Quickly she was engaged in battle, fighting for her life.
The blue creature circled the girl, hesitantly watching her. She two began a circular movement waiting for him to attack. She calculated the probability of each possible move it could make, making the right deduction as it lunged. Effortlessly she flipped over it, clipping the top of its right knee.
The creature howled in pain and went to attack again. She was ready though and simply pierced the oncoming creature with her weapon, killing it instantly. Her weapon got stuck though leaving her vulnerable as she tried to extract it from the chest of the dead monster.
Next she saw the air as she was flung to the side by a punch. Quickly she thudded to a stop as she hit the ground. Though her body protested, she heaved herself up, rapidly summoning her weapon back to her. Just in time it returned to her grip as another being attacked. She soon dealt with it and this time did not leave her weapon stuck in its chest.
She looked around to see a black haired lady lying on the ground, completely defenceless. With great accuracy she threw her weapon and penetrated the monster on the move. The lady looked to her, giving a nod in thanks.
The weapon was once again summoned to her hands and she continued battling.
"Don't let 'em touch you." She heard a voice shout out in the distance.
She didn't know who had spoken though, instead her attention focused on the black haired man stood in front of a kneeling creature. Her first instinct was to protect this man, no matter the cost.
She once more threw her weapon killing yet another creature but helping the man. He looked up and made eye contact. Both breathing a little sigh of relief to see the other was fine. She felt the weapon return to her before hearing a yell next to the side.
She turned to see a blonde haired man stabbed through the chest by ice.
Words were said which she did not pick up in the wind but she knew it was time to leave. She ran to meet her comrades when the ground started to shake beneath her. She could see the black haired man had stopped to wait for her while the others continued along. Neither noticed the crack appearing in the ice.
She ran as fast as she could, aware of the larger creature chasing them but then she heard a crack behind.
"Run!" She felt herself shout and upon reaching the man, she gave him a push to indicate what he should be doing. Both could feel the ground start to give way.
She caught sight or the large tail about to pierce the man in front and going on her first instinct, she pushed him away. He fell and stumbled forward enough to get him out of the creature's way. Instead it caught her legs and she could feel herself sliding.
The man turned round, eyes wide with horror as he watched her slip further and further from him. Time seemed to elongate for the pair. He tried to reach out his hand and she tried to reach out hers but it was of no use, the new crack in the ice between the two was too big. He made to jump it but a red headed man stopped him from doing so, instead he was pulled back to safety.
The last thing she saw was the black haired man calling something. Maybe it was her name; maybe it was for help, she didn't know. All she knew was that she was now falling into darkness...
"NOOOOOOOO!" Samantha screamed as she shot up in bed. Her breathing was laboured and heavy. It took a few moments for her body to return to its senses and realise she wasn't falling but instead was in her room.
"Samantha?" Her Dad came running into the room looking around for the intruder. He was dressed in plaid pjs but still looked threatening with the gun in his hand.
"Dad it's fine." Samantha told him as she lay back down on her bed, her breathing returning to normal. "Just a bad a dream is all."
Her Dad looked around one more time before believing her and relaxing. He sat at the end of her bed, she felt the weight of his body sink the bed where he sat.
"You want to talk about it?" He asked her.
"No." She replied.
Poor kid
"Samantha please talk to me."
"It was just a bad dream was all. The classic falling to your death." Samantha shrugged, trying to act like it hadn't shaken her up as much as it had.
"Most people though don't dream about falling to their deaths more than once in a month, let alone a week." Her Dad pointed out.
Maybe I should take her to psychiatrist or something.
"That's just happened this week." Samantha said. "I'm fine. You don't have to take me to see a psychiatrist."
"I don't know..."
"Dad really." Samantha continued. "Now I don't know about you but I have to be up early in the morning so if you don't mind..."
She indicated towards her door and her dad took the hint.
Samantha had no intentions of returning to sleep though. Instead she got up and turned her laptop on and decided to aimlessly search through the internet.
3 hours later it was 7 o'clock and she decided to get ready for work, not noticing the black haired man watching her in the mirror.
