Galactic Surge

Gone in a Day

Astra's POV

It was supposed to be a joyous day... My sister, along with all the other fire wielder trainees, would be coming from the training grounds to visit our mother and me when the invaders came instead.

I had been picking flowers as my mother watered them, to decorate our home with to celebrate when the first great shadow crossed the sky.

Before I could even look up at the sky to see the source, my mother picked me up hastily, making me drop the flowers I had been gathering and ran as screams started to sound throughout our village,

"The Leviathans!"

"The Chitauri!"

"Get to the pods!"

"Save yourselves!"

Our planet's warriors began to fight the invaders as they were shot from the flying Leviathans while everyone else began to crowd around the pod launch bay, everyone scrambling to board a pod to escape our imminent doom.

"This way..." My mother clutched me tighter as she hurried to the back of the port where older pod versions were stored. After picking one that looked less outmoded, she activated it, put me in the single-seat, and hugged me, whispering into my ear,

"Find your sister when the time is right." Right before she hit a button to close the window and another to launch my pod. My hands splayed out on the window as I watched my mother gave me one last wave, eyes glimmering with tears.

My pod was launched alongside a dozen others as they exited the atmosphere, some being unfortunate enough to be shot down and destroyed while others were merely grazed and slightly damaged as a gigantic ship was seen just outside of our planet's atmosphere.

Abruptly, a shot hit the front of the window and splintering cracks were starting to spread across the reinforced glass when another shot knocked my pod off course

Just as my pod was about to be shot down, a bright light shone in front of me and my pod was sent zooming through a blindingly, colorful tunnel of stars.

When my pod stopped moving, I was in another galaxy with my pod's window cracking, even more, and I started to panic when some more lights flashed on my pod. The bright light was too much for my eyes to handle as I felt the pod shake around violently. The sudden movements making me slam my head against the side, knocking me unconscious.

I woke up in a small, clear cell wearing some thick gloves made of a hard, slick compound I had never seen on my small hands and wearing a simple gray gown with blue spots on it and shorts underneath, surrounded by beings in white clothing.

When they pushed a button to open the door to the cell, I immediately tried to get away from the beings, but I was grabbed by my hair and strapped down to a shiny table. When I tried to scream for them to let me go, they pulled a muzzle onto my face and jabbed a pointy tool into my neck and I blacked out again.

When I woke up, again, I was tossed into another small, padded cell and I saw, with the one-way mirrors on the door, that they had tattooed the symbols: J75-4 on my neck and from that day on, the scientists, as I later gathered, referred to me by that name, Subject J Seven Five Dash Four.

Two years passed by and I was subjected to painstakingly hard tests every single day to make me stronger and more "fit to be a formidable weapon to destroy those who wronged us" in the words of the scientists who tested and observed me.

I later learned that, when they first captured me, they implanted an electrical-generating chip into my neck to make me more powerful. Unfortunately, it required I have constant energy inside of me or it would kill me with a special toxin that requires electricity to neutralize it, but would overheat and melt if too much energy was in it.

For the first few months, the tests that were subjected to me were fairly easy and I passed all of them and after I finished them, I would watch the scientists create new kinds of technology that I had never seen and I soon began to learn as they continued to create.

As more months passed, though, new tests were created, like obstacle courses that grew more difficult every day in order to test how far my electrokinesis would take me. Other times I would be taught about cultures on other planets and asked questions based on what I've learned.

Unfortunately, still being an inexperienced kid, I would often fail the scientist's tests, which resulted in me being punished by being muzzled and dunked into a tank of water until I was close to drowning or hit with magnetic pulses that made it feel like my insides were being torn apart whenever I was hit.

It seemed this was going to be my life as I began to lose hope of ever escaping this place after five, failed, escape attempts where I would try to short-circuit their security, but, ultimately, failed as I didn't know how to fully control my abilities. However, one day, all that changed...

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AN- I'm reposting this story from my other account since it getting hard to post my Minecraft Story Mode stories, this story, and my Lego Ninjago story on an account that shows Minecraft Story Mode as a main interest.

I've been revising this story and working on an Avengers story with another OC of mine from an alien species I created so I'll be posting those books soon

Until the next, revised, chapter, See Ya!