kris had never felt more powerful.
multiple people around her had turned fast to hundreds. the buildings she had destroyed were easy; much akin to crumpling a ball of paper. her mind was racing in such a way that any event lasted minor seconds before being pushed to the back of her thoughts by something else. everything felt like it was on fast-foreword, with the exception of her actual body moving as normally as it should.
kris moved quick through the city. overtaking block after block. the scale and emotion of it was never allowed to sink in. there was nothing but constant, rapid anger.
in that moment, it felt beautiful.
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concealing ➸ tomlinson
Fanfiction❝but at night, while the others slept, we kept walking the tightrope. it was practice, and some of us fell.❞ [one direction; five seconds of summer] [completed] copyright 2014 all rights reserved
