Fireline. (Young Justice fan fiction)

Proloug.

The room started to spin, the air around me twisted the white flowy dress around my legs. The winds were cold and didn’t let me think I was welcomed, but to be honest I already knew that. I looked around trying to focus on something like you did when you did pirouettes in ballet but it was hard when the room’s walls were spinning around instead of you. I felt how I started to feel dizzy, a little bit lightheaded indeed.

Suddenly I felt something that were draining my feet, I looked down and my eyes widened as I saw water stream in from nowhere. It made its’ way up to my knees. I started to panic.

Never had I seen anything like this…

I stalked around trying to find my escape. But nothing.

I banged on the big white door that I had walked in through, but the doors were not even making a sound. I tried to heat the handle with my hand, but the fire didn’t reach my fingertips.

I knocked off my high heels and tried to pull up my dress as high as I could while trying to reach the windows. But the water just kept climbing up my body. It was hard getting my feet infront of the other.

Even if the water was filling the room everything looked like it had done when I had walked in, the thing were still. It was like the water didn’t touch it. Just me.

The water flushed in. And then there was too much for me to be able to stand.

I can’t swim.

I slowly floated underneath the surface trying to come up so I could gasp for some air. But I couldn’t. I was stuck under the water.

I was going to die. I had to face it.

Robin was right.

Suddenly a calmness spread through my body and I kept still in the water, I looked around me. Something wasn’t quite right with this picture.