Electric Storm

Chapter 7.2: To the Stars

"Explain it to me again." Loki folds his arms.

"I dream in colours."

"Does not every midguardian?"

"No, this is different. There are six colours Loki. It's the stones."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. And they're trying to tell me something." I pace up and down the room. "It's like they're a part of me."

"It is probably your imagination." He sighs. "You have watched too much of that Star Wars."

I turn to him, fire in my eyes. "Back in the woods, during Ultron, I saw my black lightning before I knew about. I saw the creation of Vision. I saw someone shot dead. That can't just be my imagination."

I stare at Loki as the thoughts turn through his mind. "And are you sure you saw those exact things?"

My shoulders drop. "Well... fragments. I didn't understand what they were then but I do now." My eyes widen. "Don't tell me I can see the future!"

"No." Loki cuts in. "You can't see the future."

"Then what does it mean?" I throw my hands in the air. 

"Well, there's a chance it means that when you connected with the stones, you connected with all of them or..."

"Or what?"

He doesn't answer. 

"Loki?" I warn. 

His head snaps up. "It's probably just an unfortunate coincidence."

My eyes narrow. "That's all you have? A coincidence? I don't think that after you opened up my mind and showed me galaxies and colours and gave me my powers that this is just a coincidence!"

Loki takes a step backwards in defence.

"Sorry, I shouldn't yell. I'm just really tired." I say, falling into my bed face first. I sense Loki coming up behind me.

"You told me you were sleeping better."

"I was."

"What changed?"

"I don't know." I mumble into the pillow. "I thought you could help."

"Do you still dream about Pietro?"

I look at him, my eyes red. "I thought I didn't but recently... it's always with the colours."

Loki folds his arms. "I think this issue might be related to your powers. You need to connect again."

"How?"

I'm suddenly transferred to the training room in Asgard.

"Now, concentrate. Breathe..."

'Sorry I'm late.' I pant, flying next to Spiderman.

'It's ok, I just got here.' He nods, scanning the area as he swings from roof to roof.

'So, what's happening?'

'Car chase.'

'Ooh exciting.' I grin.

He looks at me, shaking his head. 'We need to stop the car and ensure no one gets hurt.'

'Ok, let's go.'