Disclaimer: i only own the idea of the story. I don't own marvel or nuffin like that. (Yeah i spelled it like that. Big whoop. Wanna fight about it?) Also sorry for the shortness of it all. Dang writers block...
Anyway Enjoy and Comment ploxxxxx. :D
I sit in the corner of my room, Scared and confused about what had just happened. My heart begins to jump as if it were a rabbit on a trampoline. The door slowly opens, and in peers one of those… those things. It looks in and its mouth opens; in more than one direction. It then begins to trudge into the room screaming as if it were in pain, searching for something. My head begins to pulse and the thing disintegrates into thin air. My left arm goes numb and I begin to black out.
The last few things I remember are the lights turning on. He hastily rushes into the room and looks around for a second. He spots me in the corner and my eyes begin to shut again; maybe for the final time. He walks to me and I feel his arms lift me up into the air. His warmth returning small portions of feeling back into my arms. Silently, I let the Darkness take me away to the forbidden set of rest.
I awake to the smell of Chocolate Brownies. My Favorite. I try to hop up off the small cot I was resting on and immediately feel an immense pain when I move. 'Right' I think to myself. I hear him in the other room talking to somebody about something. The only words I can make out are "I have to go now. _ will be okay _ _. Take care of her. She needs to _ herself of what _ _ she holds," I begin to question everything he has just said. I don't understand at all. Who holds what?
Just as I am about to call out I hear a loud unexplainable noise, followed by a blast of freezing air. I look at my arm as goose bumps arise on my arms. Looking around, I notice a small blanket that I must have been laying under. I pull it on and try to warm myself up. Who was he? How and why did he know where I was? What is going on?
As I am pondering over these unexplainable questions, a young girl, not much older than 17 or 18, walks in. I look up at her almost demanding answers, even if no words are able to escape my mouth. She just looks at me and says one sentence.
"You will get all the answers you wish for. In due time."
Also im planning on adding a few of my friends into the story. Only they will know who they are tho. -wink-