Violeta Maximoff was discarded as nefarious to most, misunderstood with her vixen yet deceiving looks as well as powers. She didn't chose her life, never had and never will. At least that's what she thought until a unexpected stroke of serendipity t...
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Violeta had an uneasy feeling settle in her mind as she found herself walking down a narrow passage, which was hidden behind the door Stark had entered only minutes before her. She didn't feel the apprehension by simply being in the dimly lit hallway that led into the darkness, but rather at the fact that she has never actually been in it before. She felt agitated at the realization that there was a completely different section without her having any knowledge to it. That was what put her on edge.
She carefully took each step with caution, aware that anyone could be waiting in the darkness ready to strike. She kept her guard up as well, fingers dancing in violet as her body buzzed from nerves. Although, her nerves weren't just peaked because of the deafening quiet that surrounded her, but from the humming that was present in the back of her mind.
The hum of fear.
That's when she noticed how cold she was. Her body was covered in goosebumps while her fingers were beginning to feel numb. Teeth almost to the point of chattering in her mouth. Also, when she let out a deep breathe, she could see a cold mist release into the air before her making her mind jumbled in confusion. Only mere seconds before was she warm, almost hot even in the jeans and large crewneck but now she wished that she had worn a winter coat of sorts because the bitter feeling made her skin tingle unpleasantly.
Her thoughts were cut loose when she stepped into a rather large area with a certain mist surrounding the air, and she felt her breathe hitch at the sight before her. Know she knew the reason as to why the room temperature seemed to have dropped. Her violet succumbed eyes landed on a large being of sorts, harnessed around steel ropes to keep its colossal body at bay. It completely took up all the space, and she knew almost instantly it was not of this world.
Her eyes broke away from the monstrous being at the slight echo of a noise in the distance. It was then that the hum returned, but a whole lot stronger than before making her realize he was close. Letting her feet carry her towards the ever growing hum, she found herself hidden behind a wall with Stark only mere feet away from her. He was advancing on an spear like object, electricity surrounding it while a ball of blue shined brightly on the top of the shaft, just below the blade. She felt a powerful energy emit from the sphere, making her hands twitch almost violently.
Seeing him up close again made her manic flow in harsh waves around her hands, brighter than ever. The man before her not only killed her family, but a part of herself as well. He took away the part of her that she can never get back and she was vengeful. She wanted him to feel the amount of hurt she felt ... the fear. Despite telling herself she would never touch someone if she didn't have to, she couldn't help but want-no need to do it. She needed to wake his deepest and darkest fears for not only herself but for her family.
"Thor, I got eyes on the prize." Stark spoke making her come back to reality. She took slow steps towards him, trying to be as quite as she could until she was only inches away from Stark. He stood in front of the staff, ready to take it but Violeta was reaching out before he could.
