Translucent Blue

The rocking of the helicopter made her more uneasy about her choice to go into action. Truthfully, she knew that it wasn't a smart idea, but it was a chance. It was the fact that it might work; it was the doubt that made her seemingly ambitious request.

She fiddled her fingers around in different crossing patterns. She sighed with an almost impressed smile. The blackness that surrounded her newly closed eyes gave her some comfort; for the darkness is lighted by the moon.

The moon controlled the tides, the water, and life. If the tides didn't move together in motion, there would be no life that we would recognize. The moon, it was like a pull towards her soul, just watching it gave her all the answers and even fire can't destroy the moon.

It was her friend when she had none. It was her meaning when she felt lifeless. It was the fact that through a small dusty window she could almost see a small glimpse of the one she regarded as her last salvation; a friend.

The people were talking around her, like she wasn't there, but she didn't mind. It was calming to hear their voices, and accents, speak words with incantations of intent and patriotism.

Then a firm strong hand gripped her should a little too hard. She burst her eyes open and looked up inquiringly at the man. His features and blond hair told her what his name was; Captain America.

He said some words that she couldn't hear over the roar that was sounding from the helicopter. He shifted his eyes to the side and pointed to a door on the side of the helicopter.

She just simply nodded and fallowed him to the door. She felt a little uneasy about what was going to happen; them jumping out. She knew that the Captain would obviously live through a fall, but if there were no clouds, then she was as good as dirt.

She swallowed dryly right when Captain swung the door open and turned to face her. For a spilt second she could see a feeling of inquiring in his eyes as she remembered that she never told him about the many properties of water.

"Are you ready?" he asked while holding his shield to the side of his body.

She nodded. He looked back over the panoramic view and was getting in a jumping stance. Then, right before he was about to jump he grabbed her hand and they flew out together.

Under them was a cloud. She slipped her small wrist away from his grip and flew back. She rubbed her hands together and right when she was about to hit the low cloud, she thrust her arms straight out and was ready for anything.

The water particles from the low based cloud swarmed around her hands and finally condensed into a long board. Quickly without any error, she moved the board under her feet and glided through the wind on her water board.

The light from the moon stuck the board in a light translucent blue. She crouched down, while keeping her feet parallel to each other, and braced for an impact.

Captain hit the ground first, then she fallowed soon after. Once her board hit the ground, she let it dissolve back into liquid water.

The tall man in front of her looked revoltingly scary. The way his eyes looked around at the people with a lust for blood on his hands, was what twisted her heart the most. The men, she thought back, at the laboratory would look the same way at her. She never thought she would find a man with the same eyes.

Her eyes became a deep, almost purple, blue as she tilted her head forward to look more decisive to the tall man in front of her. She gripped her hands tight into fists and waited for the first move.

A feeling surged through her unlike any other normal adrenaline induced feeling. The moon gave her power but without it, she was weak. However when she had that power, it was like she was on cloud nine. Her natural anomaly was heightened to that of superhuman abilities, and now, with the power, she won't fail.

"Well isn't it the man out of time and," he paused for a few seconds while he thought up the right words to call her "And a weak little girl. I see you have come to greet me, your ruler."

She scoffed while getting in a lunging position, ready to attack him.

I am an absolute horrible person, I know, I stopped it right before the best part. But I have trouble writing action scenes so you're gonna have to wait a lil bit for the next one. But I promises it will be good. Question of the chapter: If you were a Norse god or goddess, what would you control? Toodaloo for now :)