3:00am
It had been a normal day,
Around 3 am i had started to wake up,
I could hear a load of noise going on down stairs, it sounded as if there was plates crashing, windows smashing and car lights flashing.
I was stuck in my dream, only just processing the sounds surrounding me turning my dream into a nightmare my eyes wouldn't open and i could barely make out the room around me.
My eyes opened slightly, still not processing anything to full potential. All i saw was my door open slightly and my picture frame with me and tony hanging on the wall besides the door. apart from that it was all still foggy.
I had assumed that Emma had came home from shopping and Derek dropped a plate or something so i didn't think much of it. I turned over to lie on my right, now facing my wall and fell back into a light sleep.
This time i woke up to a much more concerning noise. i heard gunshots being fired, fast feet running up the stairs
I shot up from my bed after hearing the 5th gunshot(only finally processing that there are gunshots in my home) i looked around my room, squinting trying to see around my dark room. The only light in my room was coming from my left and reflecting onto my fluffy, beige rug. MY head was pounding from the speed i shot up with, i looked down at my sheets holding my hand to my forehead trying to get rid of the pain. I started to get curious as to what happened or is happening so i let my thoughts travel outside of my room to see if i could work out who was in my house.
I finally reached someone's thoughts but they were practically empty. Their mind was cold, reminded me of metal. In Fact it felt like i was in a metal room it was cold, dark and empty: it was scary in a way. I didn't recognize this person's mind, i didn't recognise the empty feeling.
My head started to stop spinning i slowly looked up and turned to my desk checking my alarm clock.
3:30am
I pulled my covers off of me as I shifted my weight, so i was now sitting on the side of my bed staring directly at my bookshelf, the breeze from my window started to hit me, giving me goosebumps i watched my thin white curtains fly as the wind blew them towards the door. I moved my hands to either side of me and shifted my weight into my feet, about to stand up , when i heard a creak from my door. Its hinges needed oil and even the slightest move could make it screech.
In a panic, i shot my head to look straight at my door, It was already slightly open but now it was wide open. The first thing i saw was a tall dark figure standing there. A gun looking object was dangling from his left arm as it just stood there in silence. The figure dropped his gun, creating a loud crash sound as it hit the cold wooden floors.
My body jolted up so i was now standing up straight facing directly in front of the figure. The figure took a couple steps forward towards the light as i took a couple of steps to the side and stood by my window. The figure, now standing in the light, stared down at me, straight into my soul. His eyes were covered up along with his mouth, all i could make out was that he had long dark brown hair and was in a tight, restraining black jacket. I looked him up and down, till my eyes focused on his left arm. He was in the dark earlier so i couldn't see the shine to it. But now, standing in the light, i could tell it wasn't an ordinary arm. It took in the light coming from the window an shone another beam of light towards my bedside table. I finally processed who it was, Finally recognising the man i saw not to long ago. It was the winter soldier. They had found me again, He had found me again, Hydra had found me again... and this time took the empty night sky to their advantage.
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Tay's Marvel Reality - Time with Hydra
FanfictionFollow the journey of Tony Stark and Pepper Potts secret daughter Tay stark and her interference with Hydra and The Winter soldier. Why the hell would they want a 8 year old kid what was so different about her that made hydra want her. - This book i...