Bea. (an Avengers fanfic)

painting

Bea P.O.V

I wake up to the sunrise like every morning. I feel the warm golden rays light up my room and my mind. I go into the shower and let the warm water run down my back. I quickly wash and then put on my white tank top and black long denim dungarees, that have now been ruined by paint being wiped all over them. I put my maroon flannel shirt on top of it.

Grabbing my paints and easel out my art closet. I put the things I can in my rucksack. I climb the stairs up to the roof. Once I get there I huff and puff from all the stairs. I stand my easel up and prop a canvas up at the far end of the roof so I can paint some of it into the painting. I pick up my paint brush and using my magic I bring the water glass with my hand. I start to paint. I paint the sunrise and the forest that surrounds us. I paint the birds flying free. I keep the detail from the trees in my painting as much as I can. As I paint my mind wanders off. I can still see reality, but I feel my spirit move from my body. (This is what I meant by portals. My body stays where it actually is, but my spirit can move from worlds and places.) I still see myself painting. I fly down around the base. I see everyone in it. All of them in the kitchen and sitting area, laughing. All of them peaceful. I let myself fall slightly and feeling the breeze flow around my legs and my hair. I feel at peace.

"Bea" a faint voice calls my name it surprises me. I know that voice. "Bea? are you ok" the same voice asks.

Confused I wander back to my body. All of a sudden pain consumes my body. The return to my body is excruciating. I feel as if I'm climbing up a wall with weights slowing me down. I slowly climb to the roof. I see a group of people. They are trying to move me. No! stop! I enter my body. I move suddenly and they all jump back in surprise.

These strangers. Start towards me. I step back and fall back. I grab whatever I can. I close my eye and feel two strong arms pull me back onto the roof. Everything slows down. My ears are ringing. I go to cover my ears when I feel liquid coming out of them. pulling my hand away I see red liquid. Blood. I quickly rub my ear trying to stop the bleed and to make sure they don't see anything. And they don't. my mind collets itself and I stand in front of Bucky, Nat and Steve. "Bea. are you ok?" asks Nat.

"yeah sorry you just scared me. I zoned out sorry." I say really fast.

"what are you doing up here." asks Steve. Exasperation in his voice.

"I'm just painting. What are you up here?" I ask.