Everything felt like it had faded away, I couldn't hear anything. I could barely see where I was... where even was I again? I knew this feeling... and I knew when I had last felt it. I knew what was happening to me, the dreaded tightness, the way everything hurt, racing heart. I needed to get away from wherever I was. I don't know what I muttered to the people around me as I stumbled out of the room. Next thing I was walking down a hallway in a daze. Running. I was in a room, a bathroom. I was leaning against the wall. I was on the floor. I needed to breath. I needed to calm down. I didn't know how to. I thought I had gotten rid of this feeling. Why was it happening again? I was scared.
I don't know how long I stayed on the floor in the cold room, but slowly, eventually, I could feel my heartbeat slow to a normal pace once again. I could breath without every part of my body hurting. I had been through enough moments like that in my life to know that they would pass, and to know a few ways that worked to calm myself... but that didn't mean it didn't feel like I was dying in the moment. It was almost ironic—I was more scared to why my panic attacks had suddenly come back than the actual thing. I was more scared of what the rest of the people in the room I had just run out of would think of me when I eventually had to walk back in there.
But I knew there was really no point delaying my return any longer, as it would only make the whole situation more awkward for everyone. I slowly lifted my body off of the floor, and once I was sure I wasn't going to collapse again, starting making my way back to the meeting room. I could hear two people's voices arguing, and could make out Natasha trying to tell someone else that they shouldn't go after me. "Give her a little time. Trust me, just give her some space. This can't be easy for her." Hearing them worry about me only made me feel worse, but I knew I couldn't run away again—as much as I wanted to do exactly that.
"Yes, it is hard for me. It's hard to hear that Thanos got one of the stones even after everything we've been doing these past few weeks to prevent just that. But I'm not going to give up just because of that. I mean—we had already expected that to happen, hadn't we? We weren't exactly going to send someone out there to die, and we knew Thanos would very much do exactly that with no hesitations. As long as he doesn't get his hands on any of the other stones... we should be alright for now. We should be alright until we can get the Soul stone from him. I mean... this could work out for the better, right? We could find a way to get it from him know that it's not on Vormir any longer. Or... or use the Time stone! I mean, I've always wondered why Doctor Strange didn't just use it in the battle at some point to change stuff like he did in his own movie... but never mind that. We could just go back to when he gets the stone at Vormir and travel there. We could surprise attack the people he has there as I'm sure he didn't go himself since Gamora wasn't there. It could work."
But Thor shook his head almost immediately. "I'm sorry, Lady Elaina, but that will not be possible, I'm afraid. I spoke with Sir Strange when I was at his house to collect the Time stone, and he made it very clear that it was not to be taken from Asgard no matter what happened. He... he told me he had seen the future of this universe—and that if there was ever anything that happened which made us even consider using the Time stone, to not. I am not exactly sure as to what he meant, but if I were to guess, the Doctor was insinuating that he knew this would happen, and that taking the Time stone from the place it is currently safe will lead us into a trap of sorts." I sighed, truly feeling helpless in that moment. Maybe I shouldn't have messed with anything in the first place. If I hadn't... if I had just let events play out as they had in the movies, maybe everything would be alright then. We could have just focused on getting the Mind stone out of Vision and destroying that. Instead of preventing the snap—should I have been focusing on saving the avengers? What means met the ends in a situation like this?
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Adventureelaina wasn't meant to be dead, yet here she was, six years in the past, living with parents who mourned a death that had never happened. her death. on top of that, she may now have the chance to save the lives of people who she'd spent years watchi...
