CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

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P.o.V. Wanda

I open my eyes and immediately panic fills my head and whole body. I can feel the instant rush of adrenaline through my veins. I need to think quick.

Where am I? Am I still flying? What had happened? The questions are rushing through my brain, faster than I can process them. I take a look around and my heartbeat increases. I am still floating in the air, but underneath me, is no longer the ocean. I am floating over land again finally. I notice that I am only floating but did not move forwards at all. I have absolutely no idea where I could be.

Everything around me is dark. It is nighttime, I figure as I notice the moon over my head. How long did I fly? Did I slept while flying? How is this possible? Am I that powerful?

I try to focus on my breathing to calm down at bit. My heartbeat and the adrenaline are stressing me out.

As soon as I focus again, I can feel my powers. I know that I have the full control over them again. I did not need to fight for them or anything, I just needed to focus.

I decide to land and see where my powers have brought me. Something based on my gut feeling tells me that I am in the right place. The place where I need to be. The place where I am suppose to be right now. Not the palace or temple from the vision of the stone, but another important place. Some place in between my journey to the temple, who is calling me.

I slowly sink down to the ground and look around. Where am I? I think to myself again. Everything around me looks familiar and unfamiliar at the same time. I feel like I was already here, at some time long ago, but I was not my body who was here. I take a deep breath. There must be a reason why my powers stopped me here. I think to myself. They had stopped here and had woken me up, to take over the control, which could mean to things. First, I am in a potential danger, but right now I cannot see anything which can cause a dangerous situation. Or I it the destination of my journey away from the compound. Which I think is the more reasonable option.

Finally, my feet touch the ground. The moment the hit the ground I stumble and fall down. I groan. That was not planed. Why am I not able to stand up straight. My head starts to spin for a moment, and I close my eyes automatically.

When I open them again, the world still spins faster, than it should but it is getting better every time I blink.

But then again, my vision blurs for a second and I close my eyes. Tears dropping down my face. Why am I crying. I breath heavily and I can feel the adrenaline again. But I cannot panic, not right now. I open my eyes again, wipe away the tears and try to lift myself up. The world stopped spinning and I look around me. I see the sun is rising slowly and I notice a few sheep in the distance. But a house or something like that is nowhere to be seen. I pull myself on my knees and finally stand up completely.

Out of my control my legs start walking. I have no idea, where I am going, but it feels good. Walking around here feels good. I smile and look at the sun over the cliffs a few miles away. I start running, without an aim. I never felt that free. I never felt free since my childhood. It feels like I could run for miles and miles. The sheep are starting to come closer. In front of a small stone wall, I stop for a moment and realize how much air I need. I put my hand on my knees and take a few deep breaths, before I climb over the small wall and start walking again. This time I do not run. I just walk around, till a small girl catches my glance. She looks at me and I walk into her direction. She has dark hair and a long dark dress. A big grey dog sits next to her, at first, I thought I was a wolf, but I am pretty sure it is not. The dog looks at me as well, but he did not start barking or running towards me, he just sits there, next to her, watching me. I stop as I reached the girl and suddenly, she falls on one knee. I flinch at first and take a step back. The girl did not say a word, she just knees in front of me and looks down on the ground.

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