That Indian Marvel Girl | Alternate Universe

That Indian Marvel Girl | Alternate Universe

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I'm a big fan of Marvel Movies but never in my dreams i thought that I'd be a part of it one day. I heard their footsteps again and now i was running for my life trying to keep my pace but the damn lehanga I was wearing, making it difficult for me to move faster. I turned towards my right side alley and as i turned towards the alley i got knocked into a huge wall of light, hurting my body. I screamed in pain. Bet sure there are scratches on my body because of the heavy jewellery I was wearing. I fell on ground feeling myself sore all over body. I turned my head back to look at the wall I kinda crossed and I was shocked to see there was a type of big white circle.... huge circle. And it was closing. I tried to get up and reach out at it but felt pain on my feet to see it was bleeding. I looked up again at the circle only to find it closed. I took a deep breath to calm myself and tried to stand again with the help of wall. and removed piece of glass struck on my feet. As I was busy tending myself, i heard someone. " Miss....you alright?" I jumped at the voice. I slowly turned my head to see none other than Captain Freakin America.
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