Ant-Girl

The girl with Ant powers is back in town

...October 1st...2015 .  .

...Orange Field  Cemetery.  . .

True did I fight my way awake.

I was in a death like state for what seemed to be two months. I had heard what was going on outside around me. It was like having a outside of body experience with the exception of my body not decaying. Seeing my body on the morgue with the mask still on was pretty unnerving. I had that V shaped incision in my body and then was stitched up. I thank Primus for someone not snatching my body shortly after being buried.

I awoke in a dark space.

"Challenge accepted."   I said.

I do like my challenges.

"Small." I said.

I became the size of an ant.

"One.  . . Two  .  . THREE!" I shouted, leaping up toward the casket door.

I tore through the wooden side right into the dirt.

I had my eyes close climbing up and up through the disgusting dirt.

"Big." I said.

I enlarged and returned to my usual height. My hand tore through the grass into the air. Air. Thank god I made it! I pushed myself out then landed on the grass panting and breathing enjoying the fresh air that hadn't been in the dirt. I was cold and alone. I rubbed my shoulders looking around. I looked down to see I was buried in a unmarked grave. I smiled then covered the fake grave up.  I whispered, "Small."

I ran through the grass.

If I had fled on foot then someone would have noticed.

I landed in a puddle of water.

Thanks to the moon light I was able to clean  myself up. I noticed I was in a slagging white dress. A DRESS! Really? Seriously? I hate dresses with a dying passion.  In ten minutes the dirt was cleaned off. I had to start a new life .  . . First I have to find out if  person with my face exists. That would require some hacking. I can't really hack. That isn't in my skills to do except for writing stories and being a pretty good sneaker.

If  I were to really strip down my costume and start a life; I need to know if I exist.

And whether it is safe to walk around living.

If not I will go around working solo in a suit that renders me invisible. I will somehow need to work on that on my own. If I returned to Shield then everyone would be aware and so would Hydra. I am scared. If there is a mole inside Shield from Hydra perhaps  I shouldn't show myself. I have to go under and do some saving on my own. Let's see how long it takes for me to get bored working solo. Something to spice up the action and mundane.