Kiera Stronghold, Avenger, finds herself trapped in a different universe on an Earth stuck in the stone-age.
At least she has a smartass scientist as entertainment.
(Senku x OC)
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Kiera didn't rouse from her state of unconsciousness until she could feel wind rushing past her ears in a deafening roar— she was falling, and falling fast. Too fast, in fact. The breakneck speed of her decent didn't allow her brain enough time to fire the appropriate signals in order to activate her powers.
So one moment, she's falling, and the next— impact.
Kiera wasn't a stranger to pain in all forms, but this hurt. She'd just fallen through a planets atmosphere like a meteor and crash landed straight into solid ground.
Her entire body felt like it was on fire, pain rippling throughout her limbs, all the way down to the marrow in her bones. Her ears were ringing, not allowing her to hear anything within the surrounding environment. A metallic taste lingered in her mouth, and her left shoulder felt like its being submerged in lava— she prayed she hadn't lost her arm.
For a few agonizing minutes, Kiera laid there in the literal crater caused by her impact. Her eyelids felt heavy like lead, though she managed to slowly pry them open.
Her senses began to come back to her one by one, and she very carefully shifted, pushing herself up onto her hands and knees— her left arm stinging from the effort.
Slowly, she lifted her head to assess her surroundings, only to discover she'd landed in what looked like to be the middle of some kind of village. Around her were people dressed similar to the Flintstones, like cavemen.
Most of them bore weapons in the form of spears, and they were all pointing directly at her.
Never taking her eyes off them, Kiera sluggishly pushed herself up and onto her feet, staggering in place before gaining her footing.
The strange cave folk were whispering to one another, their eyes holding looks of caution and bewilderment. Kiera reaches for where her backpack should be, only to feel nothing— she must've lost it during her fall.
She was just as confused as these villagers were— were they cosplayers? This was definitely Earth she'd landed on, though she can't tell where exactly that might be.
Focusing on their continued whispering, Kiera was able to make out the Japanese language. So she landed somewhere in Japan, then.
'Alright, I'm fluent in many languages, Japanese being one of them. I could also have Friday contact Tony—'
She glanced down at the watch on her wrist, the one Tony made for her— it was dead.
Kiera remained calm, she could just use her power to charge the watch at some point. But right now, she needed to stay on alert considering she was surrounded.
The pain from her harsh landing has yet to subside, and her head was pounding— a wave of nausea rolled over her, along with a sharp pain in her left side so sudden, it brought her to her knees.
