Then it begins to smoke

Chapter 2
Anna’s Point of View
MY body is on fire. Not literally, but that’s what it feels like. Like my insides are being fried, extra crispy style. For a minute the pain is overwhelming. It’s all I can feel. All I can think of. Pain, everywhere. Then. Nothing.
I use the (I assume temporary) freedom from the flames to try and figure out what has happened. What do I remember? Forgetting my phone in my locker. Peter frowning at me, I run back to grab it. As I’m leaving. BLAM! Someone shoots me, more shots. Then Peter yelling my name. Then nothing but pain.
My mind is instantly filled with questions. Where is Peter? Is he okay? Where am I? Am I okay? I peel open my eyes, and all I can see is white.
I blink a few times trying to let my eyes adjust, but everything in the room is white. Am I supposed to be in Heaven? Wait, am I dead? I don’t feel dead. But who am I judge what death feels like?
“Hello Ms. Barton. Pleasure to see you are finally awake.” Says a voice behind me. The voice is female, and sophisticated, elegant. This is the voice of a leader. Then I realize. I’m not in S.H.E.I.L.D.
“Where am I?” I demand as I struggle to sit up, my eyes scan the room for the woman. She’s young actually, younger than I would have thought by her voice. She’s shorter too, and very blonde. She laughs, and it sounds a bit like bells. It’s a toxic laugh.
“You, are where you belong, Ms. Barton, we have long awaited your arrival. I am so glad you are here with us.” She says, as she walks up to me
“Look Tinkerbell,” I spit “I don’t know who the hell you think you are, or where the hell I am; but I’ll tell you this, my family is coming for me. When they do, you’re gonna wish you were Tinkerbell.” I say, but Tink just smiles, and laughs.
“Your family? You mean your incompetent idiot of a brother? Your ape of a boyfriend, Peter Parker? What about your long-lost brother, Barney Barton? The one who abandoned you and Clint to the Sword-Master? That family? They won’t find you, and even if they did could they really stop me?” she laughs. “Besides,” she purrs as she leans in close “I’m your mother.”

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