At Midnight:
"And then it comes flying past all of us towards elsewhere, and do you know what Darcy said?!" Jane snorts.
"Mew-mew!" Darcy calls.
Loud laughs could be heard from my part of the room. At about 10:00pm, Jane had come to join us in our girly frenzy that we call a sleepover party. So far, Natasha hadn't touched the bottle of vodka, saying it had to be 'for a game'. Darcy was practically drunk off of caffeine, Wanda was drinking hot herbal tea made with custom herbs of hers that saying that it was 'popular tea in Sokovia'. Jane (as you could guess), was also drinking coffee, but already ate a third of her weight in candy. I, myself was drinking root beer with some of the other vodka. (The others thought it would be horrible, but I mixed the two together anyways)
"Oh, oh, and then-" Darcy was cut off with being smacked in the face with a pillow.
"PILLOW FIGHT!" Jane bellows, smacking people left and right.
As an idea pops into my head, I then am victim to Jane's pillow rage. Right before she takes back the pillow, I smack it out of her hands, then proceeding to land next to Natasha. An evil grin passes over her face as she slowly lifts the pillow from the carpet. As everyone stands glued to their spots, frozen in fear, I scramble towards the bathroom, preparing to make what I thought would be harmless...
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Finishing my pieces, I strap them to my limbs an din hidden pockets, making sure that everything was unnoticeable when a loud rapping on the door snapped me from my plotting.
"Come out, you can't hide in there forever, Lumina!" Wanda's voice screeches.
"Oh, can't I?!" I counter.
"Nope!" she replies.
"Your death wish is my command!" I yell, hurling the door open as hard as physically possible.
Pulling out one of my pieces, I throw it towards a shocked Wanda. As it starts spinning, smoke and glitter burst from within, blinding her and throwing her off guard enough for me to take her pillow and swiftly shove it into the bathroom without her seeing where it went, as she can't see.
"Where did you put it?!" she asks, finally clearing her vision.
"Muahahahahahaahhaahahhauahua!" I let out a maniacal laugh, proceeding then onto my next victims.
Spotting a hiding Jane, I smirk as I clasp another piece, "EAT GLITTER!"
As it hurtles through the air, it explodes right in front of the target, just missing the couch in front of her.
"ARGH!" she screams, right before I add her pillow to the 'hidden' collection.
As time ticks by, all pillows are eventually added to the growing stack.
"No fair, I need something to sleep on!" Darcy whines.
"I don't think you'll even end up sleeping, Darc. Plus, those were just your guys' pillows, I still have throw pillows," after seeing her unamused tone, I add, "And, maybe, if you all behave, I can give them all back."
"I'm still shocked by how you managed to make glitter bombs out of bathroom supplies..." Wanda mutters.
"Ask JARVIS, he knows." I laugh.
"Indeed, I directed Miss Moon how to make the glitter bombs in order to win the fight, while you all still would be able to have an enjoyable evening without getting injured." Jarvy affirms.
"Screw this, let's eat!" Darcy demands.
"That'd be smart, seeing as I haven't had anything other than my drink." I agree.
"Indeed, I am rather hungry." Wanda nods.
"Okay, seeing as two out of three of us here have not had proper food, I shall be picking out the food for you guys, along with Jane and Tasha. No arguments." Darcy states.
"Yes ma'am." I mock solute.
"Now," she says, sitting me down, "Eat this first."
When she shoves my homemade cotton candy in my hands, I smile. I could imagine it would be sweet, but I haven't tried it yet. Shrugging, I bite into the cotton-y substance and a pure look of delight clouds my features.
"I am soo glad I made this!" I squeal, taking another bite.
Two Hours Later:
"Darcy, you've been force-feeding this girl junk food for the past two hours, she's going to throw up!" Natasha exclaims, concerned and slightly drunk.
Evidently, my stomach agreed with that sentence, seeing as it immediately started to flip and flop.
"Fucking Hell..." I utter, stomach full and about to explode.
"Well, you at least are going try some of this pear, maybe that'll wash it down, you know?" Darcy orders, shoving a slice of fruit into my awaiting hand. Rolling my eyes, I take a big chunk out of the slice, savoring the flavor. After a few moments of eating the pear, my airway begins to feel thin, as if it's closing in on itself as I begin to desperately gasp for oxygen. Noticing my struggle, the girls/women in the room begin to scramble, screaming at either each other, the phone, or Jarvy. Standing up, my legs feel like jelly, and looking down, I see that my arms are covered in some sort of red rash.
"...Can't...breath...help..." I gasp.
"Hang on Lumina, just try to breath, we're going to get you some help, okay?!" Wanda failing miserably as her worry and concern outshine the fake barricade of calmness.
Trying desperately to walk , I wobble into the next room and stare into the glass mirror. What I find is slightly shocking; blotches of red and paleness cover my face. As my knees suddenly buckle, I grip the dresser in front of the mirror as I slowly begin to lose air and my grip on the wooden surface. The girls crowd around me, making the situation worse by enclosing me. All sounds blur together, my surroundings becoming blurry with black dots. Crumpling to the floor, I feel soothing hands on my back, and mutters of people saying comforting things.
"..help..." I utter before my vision blurs into darkness.
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A man sits in front of me, his floating throne facing away. Darkness of space surrounds us, stars dotted here and there.
"You will never defeat me, mortal, for your world will be destroyed." his low, gravelly voice booms from above.
Shrieks of terror, agony and explosions ring throughout the air, but the source is no where to be seen; a mother, pleading for her child to be spared as a soldier brutally murders her daughter. A husband pleading for his family to live, for them to take him instead, but in the end, they take both him and his family. The screams go on, fading slightly, just enough for me to hear the man.
"It will all burn, because you were not powerful enough." he continues.
Suddenly, a body drops from the sky; no, several bodies. Captain America, a spear through his heart and his shield snapped in half. The Hulk's head lay disembodied on the ground, covered in blood. Hawkeye's body, his bow crushed into pieces. Tony Stark, his ark reactor torn out. Black Widow's limbs lay strewn across the land. Wanda and Pietro's hands clasping each other's, both with a gaping hole in their chest. Pepper and Falcon, and Ant-Man, Fury and Hill, Jane and Darcy, and then five others.
Lying in a circle in the center of everything, were five girls' bodies. One girl, with white hair and blue eyes, another with blonde and gold eyes, black and gray eyes, red and green eyes, and then another; me. Another suspicious thing about this circle of teens, was that we all hold a gem of sorts; me with a glowing blue cube, the white haired girl with a purple oval, the red haired girl holds a gas-like matter of red, the other black haired young woman holds a orange gem, and my sister with a yellow gem.
"Who are you..?" I ask, startling myself, as I have never been able to talk in these dreams of sorts before now.
"I am no mere mortal, for I am the being that will bring upon your impending doom."
"I am Thanos." he announces.
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A/N: Thanks for reading, I hope you all liked it. Sorry if this chapter was a little too short, but I wrote it at about 2:00am, so that didn't help. Plus, I tend to like cliff-hangers because theu keep the readers on edge. Honestly, I am super surprised that I got writing and updating my chapters within the span of a few hours. I have been working my butt off doing these chapters, seeing as I have a lot of family and personal issues to tend to. Wish me luck, and happy Mother's Day everyone! 3
Hey you, yeah you! You, the one reading this! Thanks!
* shoves flower into hand *
Tell your Mom you love her today, (even if that sounds super cheesy)