Controlling the Timeline || MARVEL ||

Chapter 1. Who Shot the Sheriff?

Hello.

Hello?

Good morning Kathrin. Or should I say afternoon?

Who is speaking right now?

Funny. You don't remember me?

Am I supposed to? Why is it so dark?

Open your eyes you idiot.

"Fucking bright peice of shit." My hands rush to my face to cover my... eyes? Pardon me, I forgot what they were called for a second. The big ball of fire in the sky was beeming on me. I only then realized how much I was sweating and how much my clothes were sticking to me.

The sun. Fucking stupid it's called the sun.

"Who said that?" I sit up still covering my eyes. No one's answers. "Ok just fuck me then." I try to uncover my eyes slowly but it doesn't help much.

3 yards to your right is your hat.

"A hat?"

Yes now shut up or people will think you're fucking crazy. Well... more than they think you are.

"Oh and how am I supposed to talk to you without actually talking?" My hands fall to the side of me and they hit the ground. A fine dust caresses my hands and fingers.

Just think the words. I'm in your head Kathrin so use it.

Oh like this?

Precisely.

I am now picturing you with a British accent so thanks for that.

Well good to know your memory isn't totally lost.

Aww thanks for believing in me.

Just get up and get the hat so we can get going.

And where do you think we are going? Wait am I going crazy for hearing a voice in my head?

Absolutely. But it's for a good reason now get going.

Sure I guess.

I turn over on my stomach and push myself up on my feet. I look over and see a baseball cap. I look around and see a bunch of people half naked just starrng at me.

What are they starring at?

Move quick under the life guard house and to the parking lot.

The what house to the what?

Move to the big white building then past the gate to where all the cement is. Head down and move quickly.

I look around and see the building then the lot behind it. I start to move quickly then look back to the crowd I was once in. People in black suits talking to some of the half naked people.

What is going on?

Run towards the lot. Now.

The panic in the voice gave me the energy to move my legs faster. I sprint to the parking lot and stop to look behind me. Black suits looking me as people point in my direction.

Your car should be over to the right.... shit they found it.

I look over back to the lot and see a white car being searched by more black suits.

Go to the left all the way to the exit.

You want me to run? From cars? And cops?

Trust me when I say that you are more able to run away from cars and trains than the average human being.

Wait what is a train again?

Just go you idiot.

I start to run towards the exit gate that surround all the big cars, dodging the ones coming at me with no remorse. The voice was right. I was at the gate in no time.

Great now you see that bridge to your left that crosses over the road?

Uh yeah I think.

I'm gunna need you to jump onto that bridge.

Are you kidding me?

Nope.

How do I even get up there?

Quick run to the bottom of the bridge. They are coming.

I turn back to the parking lot and I see men in suits pointing to me once again. Others turn on their sirens on their cars. I bolt my hardest to the bridge and it feels like only 1 minutes before getting their. I tumble onto the grass beside the road trying to get myself to stop running. I roll until I hit a wall which I'm guessing is the bottom of the bridge.

Get up quick. Now Kathrin.

Kat. My name is Kat.

Your remembering more of your life. Now just get up and aim for the bridge.

I roll onto my stomach and push up onto my feet. I look to see the green railings on the bridge.

"Why the fuck am I even doing this?" I whispered to myself as I get ready to jump.

Becuase it's life or death for you now.

Someone always had to die in these situation. Always.

I chuckle to myself before pushing off the ground and suddenly those green railings become clearer into view. A little too clearer as I hit my head on the railings before grabbing onto them for support.

"BITCHES!" I yell out in pain. I hang their with my feet dangling off the bridge.

Pull yourself up before people think you are gunna fall.

I look down and see cars pass under me. I look back up again and I pull myself a little too much over the railings. I hit the cement and I roll. Loud horns fill my ear and my head and as I look up ahead of me I see the biggest truck I've ever seen head right towards me.

"Shit!" I roll over quickly to the edge of the bridge enough for the truck to pass along with other cars.

We gotta work on your strength.

No shit Sherlock.

Do you even know who Sherlock is anymore?

.......

Exactly.

Shut up and tell me where we are going.

Into hiding. I'll fill you in on everything later. For now keep low and hurry off the bridge to the right.

Turning to the right, I bolt off the bridge and I keep going fown the road. It's not that busy of a street. I stop and look around and there not much to see. Simple stores with nothing special in them. Past between one of the buildings I can see light shinning though. It's like an....orange.. it's an orange light.

Where are you going? We need to go to a shop down th-

What is that thing called again?

The sun. Now let's to.

I wanna see it. Give me a minute.

Kat we don't have a minute.

I ignore the voice and I walk between the buildings until I come across an opening. The run melts over the ground illuminating the green on the grass.

"This is beautiful." I walk over closer to the top of the hill that the sun sits on. As I get closer I can see over the world. "Where am I?"

New York. That is the city.

"I want to go down there. It looks like fun."

No. We need to stay out of the city for now. Too many camera's where you can be spotted.

"What did I do that was so bad?"

You shot Nick Fury.