Making a noise of frustration, Misha tried to pull tighter, do something, anything to get away from Doom before he tossed her back in there and the whole thing started again. Her power fluctuated then, a feeling she had never felt so strongly before, seeming to latch onto the second subject when Doom made contact and she couldn't stop herself in time. Her flight instinct was already in motion and she was pulling away in every way possible despite him having such a good grip on her. It was like some kind of blanket left out in the cold brushing across her skin and then—
And then.
There was nothing around them. Nothing familiar, but perhaps everything. It was like sitting out in the open and watching twilight that never ended no matter which way you looked. Stars were only beginning to shine in the sky but the stars were right there, so close you could reach out and touch their luminescence and be pulled into the vastness hidden inside. It was a calming and mysterious scene, something foreign where there was no air but no trouble to breathe, no gravity or up or down or vertigo. No matter where you went, you were falling in some direction or another and momentum was king, no way to stop your path without outside interference.
It was a nightmare. Thoughts of Doom, escape, ALFRED, anything that could have possibly been tied up in her head simple disappeared in the soft glow of this interspace where everything connected and nothing truly existed. This was the place that had haunted her dreams and tortured her waking hours for three years, the place where she had drifted for an impossible instant and her entire life was taken away. Her whole body had frozen up, her throat had closed on her, and she was already beginning to cry from the wash of emotions completely holding her paralyzed more than any of Doom's shocks ever could. Not this again, not this, anything but this again. She couldn't do this again, she was going to disappear and never be found and there would be nothing left, she wasn't going to survive.
no subject
And then.
There was nothing around them. Nothing familiar, but perhaps everything. It was like sitting out in the open and watching twilight that never ended no matter which way you looked. Stars were only beginning to shine in the sky but the stars were right there, so close you could reach out and touch their luminescence and be pulled into the vastness hidden inside. It was a calming and mysterious scene, something foreign where there was no air but no trouble to breathe, no gravity or up or down or vertigo. No matter where you went, you were falling in some direction or another and momentum was king, no way to stop your path without outside interference.
It was a nightmare. Thoughts of Doom, escape, ALFRED, anything that could have possibly been tied up in her head simple disappeared in the soft glow of this interspace where everything connected and nothing truly existed. This was the place that had haunted her dreams and tortured her waking hours for three years, the place where she had drifted for an impossible instant and her entire life was taken away. Her whole body had frozen up, her throat had closed on her, and she was already beginning to cry from the wash of emotions completely holding her paralyzed more than any of Doom's shocks ever could. Not this again, not this, anything but this again. She couldn't do this again, she was going to disappear and never be found and there would be nothing left, she wasn't going to survive.
Someone, anyone, everyone. Please. Help.