RIPPLE ( peter parker.. ) ✔

003. Wendy's Derealization..

"She doesn't exist," the words mumbled themselves off of Sierra Harss' lips while she lingered in her research for a little while longer. Forced by the circumstances of sensing Peter Parker had moved plenty of universes away from his last location, she decided, to Danny's relief, to stay in her own world, catch her breath, at least until she figured out the nuances of the unknown, just introduced into the scheme. 

Danny soon found himself regretting agreeing to what was a good idea and what was not, because even if Sierra remained in their home universe, she abide by the oath she swore to, somewhere out there, meaning that she never once stopped working. Until those words fell off her lips and he had to break his meditation. If she was to do her exhausting spells all day long, then they might as well do it properly. Outside the doors of their little wooden cabin, a gentle night rained upon the Valley of Light and up above, on the tallest mountain puffing steam from the temple, K'un-Lun watched over them.

"Wendy Weber doesn't exist?" Sierra questioned her own sanity when she repeated the same knowledge, once more, still unable to comprehend the full meaning of what glimpsing beyond all veils of reality revealed to her. The spell she has been performing, an old one pulled from K'un-Zi's deepest, most hidden archives, and approved by Dr. Strange himself after some odd looks, was not a very difficult one to perform if one had enough power and with Danny aiding her with combining their Chi, the spell went smoothly, consuming energy and carrying her consciousness across the archives of all existence.

With one name, the spell should be able to point beacons in the direction of the person she was looking for, no matter how far they were, how lost in time or space itself. But, if anything became clear when she blinked her eyes open, shaking the white glow out of them and trying, blindly, to scurry on her feet, then it was the fact that Wendy Weber had no trace in any universe in existence or non-existence. 

The power was required to hold together the spell, stop it from getting dangerously out of control, but that did not stop it from eating away from the little vitality Sierra had left anyway. Bamboo floors swirled from under her feet as if she was still in a state of separation, of transcendence. 

Awakened from his own deep stasis of meditation, Danny Rand has never been more grateful for his Chi-enhancements than in the moment in which he was able to catch Sierra just in time so she did not hit the ground. He held her up straight and understood nothing from what she was mumbling, because he was still only reading between the words, seeing the fear on her paled out face, the tiredness in her shivering body and the bloodshot need for rest in her widened eyes.

"Breathe," he urged her when, in order to help her sit straight, his right palm spread on her back and he felt the rigid hummingbird state in which her heart was beating. Sierra tried to grasp and hold onto Danny's left hand, but she barely felt her hands anymore. "Just breathe..."

One raggedy breath in and her scared eyes were able to squint and look up into his, "Wendy doesn't exist."

"Didn't you say you saw her?" Danny inquired through a sigh of acceptance that maybe following Sierra's madness was the only way. He did not understand half of what she was worried about, only the fact that in a way, he saw himself in her irrational overworking, in the duty which laid upon her shoulder by her own choice. She had the ability to stop this Multiverse madness, so she made it her duty to do just that.

"Not everything our eyes see is true..."

"You are spending far too much time with your head in other worlds," he mumbled under his breath, half thankful when Sierra continued talking that she seemed not to have heard him at all.

"Wendy may have a physical form, but the energy I felt...," she finally clasped Danny's hand properly, standing straight, even with her knees wobbling. "It's starting to make sense why I thought I recognized it," a little ironic laugh stiffened in her throat and Sierra helped herself with Danny's firm hand to take a careful step forward and fight the vibrating numbness in her stiff muscles.