Dr. Strange closes his eyes, holding a hand to his chest as he tries to control his rapid breathing. He begins seeing choppy visions of a girl stuck under rubble. He couldn't tell if she was on earth or some other planet, but it was neither his concern nor his priority. He furrowed his brows, tensing his body to try and keep the visions stable. The girl was crying, trying to scream out for help, but to no avail as her throat was hoarse and dry from the abuse of the scorching hot rubble on her back. His vision grew blurry, but soon he was taken to a scene where her fingers began to glow brightly, turning white from the sheer energy coursing through her veins. Slowly, her body began to glow the same color as the rubble around her began to melt, her body trembled and shuddered, her clothing beginning to scorch at the edges. She raised her head, and Strange felt as though he were staring directly at her. He understood well what that meant. OR In which a girl is forced to reckon with her powers as she navigates the new life of a superhero in a destroyed world. Oh, she falls in love with her friendly neighborhood Spider-Man along the way as well.

*tu es lina edia, la belle fille de didier deschamps, le sélectionneur de l'équipe de france. Tu es petite, brune au cheveux longs et lisse et les yeux marrons. Tu es très proches de ton beau père, il est avec t'as mère depuis que tu as 3 ans et il t'as élevé comme sa propre fille, tu n'as jamais connu ton vrai père c'est pourquoi tu le considère comme ton vrai père. Didier t'amène à tout les entraînements de l'équipe de france, tout les matchs. Tu as aussi le droit d'aller dans les hôtels ou loge l'équipe de france quand ils sont en déplacement et tu as le droit d'aller aussi à claire fontaine. Tu es un peu une VIP. Tu t'entends super bien avec tout les joueurs de l'équipe, des plus anciens au plus nouveaux, même avec les joueurs qui ne joue maintenant plus en équipe de france.*