THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW
"y/n its time to go!" Emily yells grabbing her keys and heads towards the front door. You walk towards her and flick your fingers and in a quick gush of wind, your purse is in your hands
They are a blessing, not a curse. (Remember this)
Your family line is "elementals" who are beings who contain the power the elements (water, fire, earth and air) but you are different...on the account of your powers being: air, earth, fire, water, darkness, electricity, energy, and ice.
Your are very sacred and that's why you hide your abilities to everyone except your best friend since college, Emily Caring.
You go outside and get into Emily's black Jeep. She starts the car and reverses out of the driveway, almost colliding with the custom-made metallic mailbox with your last name on it.
"If you screw up my mailbox, I'll mess up your jeep Emily." You say sternly. You fasten your seatbelt and wiggle your fingers, making the radio blast music loudly.
You always know how to tick her off by just flicking your hands and messing with her things or pranking her. She loves it (maybe).
"All right, all right!" You turn down the radio and sit back with a grin on your face "So, y/n, how do you want to spend your 22nd birthday?" Emily looks down at the road and picks up her phone to text.
You usually don't like celebrating your birthday because you never had anyone to celebrate it with, But this year Emily insisted on going out today to celebrate for some reason.
"I thought we were going to the mall and then we were going out to eat...and put the phone down!" You try to snatch the phone but she is too quick and moves it out of your reach, almost swerving and hitting another car, who honks in response and gives her the finger.
"We are y/n." She continues to text and smiles at her phone. You're guessing its another boy she met when she went out last night.
"Can you please get off the phone before you cra-"
Your can feel your entire back be slammed forward and pain flow through your entire body.
Your mind doesn't want to believe it, but you certainly jinxed it.
And like things couldn't get any worse, because of the speed Emily was driving at, whatever or whoever hit you flipped you over and had the car upside down on the highway.
"Emily..?" you turn your head to the side only to find Emily gone and the car starting to smoke. You remember your dad talking about cars and car accidents and what to do in one.
You break a window and crawl out and watch for incoming traffic. Your entire body feels weak and you fall to your knees but remember Emily.
You start to crawl towards her side of the Jeep when suddenly bullets hit the door right next to your head. You look towards the other side of the highway to see a group of men with guns and knifes walking towards.
"ПРИХОДИТЕ СЕЙЧАС!" One of them yell who you believe is the leader. You cover yourself by lifting your hands and turning them, making rocks surround you and shield you from the bullets.
(COME OUT NOW!)The noises get louder until one of them come over and start to stomp on the rocks making it crumble and shake, so you lift your hands again and cover the ball of rocks with electric energy and it shoots them back, probably killing them.
"МЫ ХОЧЕМ ТОЛЬКО ВАША МОЩНОСТЬ...НЕ ДЕЛАЙТЕ ЭТО ТРУДНО!" Another person yells in Russian and thank god your mother taught it to youz
( We only want your powers...don't make it hard!)Hydra, they found you again.
Hydra had you once when you were young, kept you and raised you like their own and used you as a playtoy. When you discovered what they wanted to do with you in the future, you ran off and lived your own life. As you can see, they want you back.
You cover your mouth to keep the small whimpers and cries in from your injured body when suddenly you here a loud bang and the sound of bullets, cries, yells and destruction.
You take the time to check on your body and look down to see glass and a huge open wound on your right side that's currently bleeding as we speak.
"Y/N...you can come out now." Someone says with a fatherly yet soft like tone from outside.
'Can I even trust them? Is it them trying to trick me?' You think. The past 30 minutes were becoming a blur as you sunk into a deep hole of unconsciousness.
Not even a second later, someone started (literally) banging the rocks apart and breaking it down to get to you.
You couldn't even move a muscle if you wanted to or even question what to do next. It wasn't worth it anyways, you were dying right?
The last thing you remember hearing and feeling before you fell unconscious was someone grabbing you and carrying bridal style.
The odd thing about it was you could feel your back being touched by something cold but your legs being touched by what felt like a warm arm.
"Its alright doll..."
"Its alright."
first chapter posted!
i honestly hate how quick i jumped into it but it would take too long if i didn't. hope you enjoy it <3
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promise - b. barnes
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