Electrifying⚡️pietro maximoff((( currently on hold)))

twelve

How do you guys like the new cover?? I thought it was pretty neat.I think there is going to be 2 books bc there is only like 3 chapters left and I want a longer time span for them to fall in love bc there is like no way they could be in love by now. Ya know? 

Well make sure you vote and comment about a possible 2nd book.

Electra's POV

The world is spinning at a unbelievable pace. My legs wobble as the blur of the world flies past me. The wind blows my blue-green hair into my eyes and threatens my vision.

Suddenly, it all stops.

I drop to the ground at the sudden stop and groan as I start to pick myself up. When I look up at my surroundings, my heart literally skips a beat, my breathing becomes irregular, and my muscles tense up.

No.

The living room I sit in is one so familiar. The plaid green and red couch along with the oak coffee table and old radio all set off warning bells in my head.

The sharp sound of a slap and the drop of a body confirms my suspicion of what night it is. I begin to walk towards the dark wood of the stairs and place my hand on the wall, wincing at the burning sensation traveling though my fingers.

I try to swallow the giant lump in my throat, but it only causes pain and my eyes start to water.

I immediately turn my head towards the kitchen, where a young girl with brunette hair scratches her nails into the table. Her nails are chipped and blood oozes from her small fingers. My small fingers.

Oh my god..

I turn around sharply walking towards the door and past the living room. Except this time, someone sits in the living room.

The vibrant blue and green hair feel so welcoming, and the golden crown upon her head draws me in like a siren. Her elegant gold dress swirls around her legs and reminds me of a snake.

"Hello," her smooth voice holds and accent familiar to me in a way. Though, I have never seen her before.

"Who are you?" I slowly walk towards her, keeping my distance though. I walk to the old radio and lean on it, trying to grasp the situation.

"Look, child..." Her frail hand points into the kitchen and I suck in a breath as I hear my father coming down the stairs.

Then I see it. Her. The woman, outside the kitchen window, her whispering to herself and seeing a purple mist absorb into my body. I know what happens next.

I turn around from the upcoming scene and glare at the woman. "Why would you show me this? Why did you give me these powers?" I clench my fists and flinch as the loud yell of my father sounds behind me.

"To save you, of course." She shrugs her delicate shoulders and blinks in a slow, mesmerizing way.

"Why? I killed my mother and father..." I look away from her, and begin pacing what once used to be my living room.

"They are not your parents. And you didn't kill her," she points to who I once thought was my father. "He did."

"Not my parents?..." I whisper yell, shaking my head and taking a step away from her. "Who the hell are you?" I point my finger at her and yell in a angry way.

"My name is Nerthus," she stands up from the old couch and walks towards me. "And I am your true mother."

I panic and take more steps back, eventually running into the wall behind me. My breathing becomes erratic, and she places a firm hand on my shoulder trying to calm me.

"I know you must have questions, but for now I think it best if you finish this war." She looks away from me, to the slowly disappearing room. "You're waking up," she whisperers to herself and looks up. "Find me after the war, speak to Thor and he will tell you."

She slowly disappears and I let out a strangle cry, as everything turns white.

When I open my eyes, I see I am in stark tower once again.

"What in the hell...."

I know this is short. Lol. Sorry.