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*Hope POV*

Successfully I was able to sneak behind my sisters back along with other members of SHIELD. My sister demanded some guards to 'keep a close eye on me'... yeah, let's see how that turned out. (Note the sarcasm).

"You read kid?" I turned my head slightly therefore allowing myself to stare into the one eye in front of me. Happily I smiled towards him as I excitedly try to exit the large vehicle. Although I was once in a happy mood that was suddenly changed when I saw the scene of crime in front of me.

Horror filled inside me like the devil's body was becoming one with me. The innocence of the ones that screamed and cried for the call of help, pleading people to come towards them. I knew I needed to do something for those that are unable to do anything therefore causing them to live in pain.

But I couldn't move. My feet were plastid towards the ground as I beg them to move. Fear started to inhale my body therefore causing it to rush to my feet making them freeze in their spot. Growing bigger and bigger it filled my legs traveling towards my upper half of my body. A loud pitch scream of a young girl awakened me from my slumber of fear.

She was only the age of four and yet she was begging for her life. My heart shattered into a million of pieces as I saw the look of fright and sadness in her face. The four-year-old that was trying to survive had curly red sparking sunlight hair. As the sun reflected off certain loose pieces of hair it turned a delicate orange hint. Although her hair was like the goddess of beauty, her eyes was true beauty of her facial features. Leaf glowing green eyes. It was a gorgeous combination between the orange sun of hair and leave green eyes. Light freckles plastid across her pale white skin, especially around the nose area. Although her features made the girl more beautiful like a goddess, I had to remember the situation the young innocence is currently in.

"Mary!" An older but young woman, no older than 25, cried out as she stared deeply towards her frightened daughter.

I could only assume that the four-year-old name is Mary. Apart from thinking of the perfect name was picked for the kid, I was more concern and concentrate on the situation.

Mary was stuck inside a bubble, although this bubble didn't look like the happy blow bubbles you get. It was different compared to the fun games that you get, it was a bubble of bright blue electricity, suffocating those that was stuck inside them. Unfortunately they are unable to escape because once it encounters the skin the electrical pulses instantly burn your skin.

I knew from then on that I needed to move. Otherwise something could possibly happen to a life of a young four-year-old girl as well as many other people.

As I took my step forward a loud blooming echoed throughout the huge streets of NYC. My eyes were stuck on those that is in trouble. Quickly I sneak a glance towards the source of the noise. Once my eyes contacted him, I couldn't focus to bring my focus back to those that is in need.

His feet were barely touching the floor as he slowly brought his feet up into mid-air. 'Great! Of cause he can fly!' I thought to myself in annoyance as I stared deeply towards him still.

He was wearing a suit that showed professionalism within his job. Anyone that stared at him could tell that he meant business. As well as just wearing a suit as his attire. The colour scheme of just plain black shows seriousness within his main mission; finding me.

My curious hazel eyes travelled onwards therefore allowing them to see the gestures of his performances with his hands. A spark fled from his pale ghost like hands as he rubs them together. In to contact with one and another it created a ball of celebrity. The blue small electrical ball that expanded in his hands looked like the balls that the innocence was trapped inside. 'And he can create electricity, shi-' I thought to myself although I was suddenly cut off by the evil man himself.

He closed his pitch-black eyes and spoke towards everyone that was in the sense. "Come out. Come out wherever you are". I was able to identify how he was able to communicate through his eyes being close and his mind he was able to portray his word through his thoughts.

From then and minutes onwards it felt like seconds have only passed although it was only minutes. Screams and shouting echoed through the whole city as they cried for help it came through one ear but not out of the other. I needed to do something, anything but watch those that are suffering in pain because of me.

His words travelled through my body like a jump starter. The sudden gust of air rushed through my hair as I pull myself face upwards as I started charging towards the breast. Once my feet were on the move, I couldn't stop the motion. Until...

"Hope!" a recognizable voice shouted out loud towards me as I keep my stare toward the monster. "Stop! Hope!" she kept shouting even through she was able to tell I wasn't listening.

Quickly I glanced my hazel eyes towards her as I saw how far back, she truly is. I pulled my stare away from my sister and back towards the front again just on time in order to avoid a person that was panicking in front of me.

My feet starting to burn as I kept running towards the caller of my name.

I knew there would be an outcome towards this chaos that I am creating. There was either a greater income to come out of this machine of destruction or for shorter terms, hell. Coming so close to the end of being uncontrolled and control. Its time to take back what's mine and that's my life.

My breathing kept getting heavier and heavier as I got closer to him. I can sense the fear travelling throughout my whole body. I was getting closer to him by the second. The rush of adrelerin lashed through me as I started speeding upwards towards him.

My feet started to feel light against the cool breeze therefore slowly helping me to get closer to him. I felt light as a feather as I grew closer towards my end of my fate. The water that laid peacefully was now disturbed therefore causing it to turn in anguish. Travelling upwards creating a form barrier between my feet, like a stepping stone. My trainers were slowly soaking up with the water as I raised higher and higher in the air. The clear blue water that was keeping me up is still connected to the line of the ocean therefore almost creating a mini tornado of water underneath me.

"Hey!" I shouted out loud in a challenging voice. Although I was frightened in my skin, but my appearance showed something different. "How about you pick on someone like you... maybe even powerfuller".

He closed his eyes as the intense atmosphere spread around us. "That's a lot of courage for a little girl" he spoke you can hear the excitement and starkness in his voice.

Suddenly, things rushed from one place to another as things started to fall before me. The high pitch scream filled the area of New York and knocked my focus away from the monster and towards the reason why I started this fight. The young girl that was no older then four years old was falling, her golden orange locks covered her pure innocent face.

My body flew towards the young girl that was falling, I tried my hardest to reach her on time before anything harmful could hit her body. Reaching my arms forwards and in an upwards motion allowed a gust of air to push her up a little. Therefore allowing myself to have time to reach her before she hit the concrete floor.

Unfortunately that reach never happened because I couldn't get to her on time. I was hit with something sharp and strong therefore knocking me off my course for saving the little girl. My sister lucky was underneath the girl on time because she knew that I wasn't going to make it on time. I felt disappointed in myself for not being able to save her for myself but for my sister being right about me. I wasn't capable to become a hero. I wanted to be the hero of this story, but we can't always get what we want all the time.

The pain that I felt from earlier began to rise higher as I crashed into the floor hardly. My eyes were closed from the rough landing and stayed close while the monster communicates towards me.

" Your weak little girl your no hero".

Before I was able to respond to his little speech the pain erupted throughout my body therefore creating a gasp of agony escape my lips, but I knew I wouldn't give up that easily. I pushed myself upwards into a standing position. Through the pain and horrible wreak of clothing that was hanging off my original placement. I still had some strength to push myself onwards and to try and win this battle before it  became too serious or out of control.

As I tried to take a step onwards my sister pushes me backwards therefore making me fall into the floor. I knew she didn't want me to get involved in this fight because she knew I would get hurt. Although what she doesn't know is  that I am trying my hardest and won't give up as easily as she thinks.

"Hope stay down! Your fight is over, you understand?" she questioned me in a proactive yet serious tone of voice. I opened my mouth as I was going to argue back with her, but I never got the chance because of a certain look she gave me. I nodded my head in response. Although because of my nod she didn't think or concern herself about the other things like my thoughts running through my head.

She turned her back towards me and looking directly towards the beast. I thought I let my sister have the show for a little while just so I can gain some strength and charge myself up for the upcoming events.

She started walking towards him at first while her golden blonde hair jumps along with the rhythm of her walk. Determination was spread across her whole  face therefore filling the atmosphere with tension.

His attention that was once on me was now changed and looking towards the in coming person towards him. Rising a looking like format of an eyebrow especially since he has no hair. Although he thought this was pacific trying to beat him, he loved a challenge through.

Carol jumped upwards and bounced against another building. The public was in shock and amazement because of the height and  effects of her powers gives her. A yellowy orange spread around her body and hair. Her hair lifted like magnets creating a form of static energy. I was worried for her especially since his main power is electricity.

A punch laid across  his face creating a scene of shock at first. Soon that shock turned into anger therefore causing a fight to break loss between both. Aiming directly towards her, he rubbed his hands together in a slow motion and slowly getting quicker. A small ball of electricity that formed before like earlier appeared again within his hands.

I needed to warn her off the incoming event that's was going to happen. "Carol!" I yelled from the tops of my voice in order to warn her, but my waring was too late.

Falling deeply to the ground my sister collided luckily, I was able to push my hands directly towards her falling body. A little gust of air reached to towards her body on time before hitting the floor completely.

A mischief laugh escaped his thoughts as he communicates with the people surrounding the area. I tried to reach my hands out towards him, but it was too late. Like a magic trick, one second, he was there the next his gone.

Rage and anger weren't the words to describe Hopes feelings. It was like she was in control of not just her power but her emotions. Like a switch. To change the emotion to love, hatred desire, friendship. Although the switch could be useful it could also be dangerous. Once that switch is off so is Hopes emotions.

Luckily because of this switch she couldn't lose full control over her senses and powers.

The feeling she felt now was almost under control, but she used that emotion to push herself up. Her left arm pressed against the ground while her right palm was press against the ground causing little dents to form in her hand. The force that was created allowed her to have that strength to go fully up from the ground.

The area that was torn from her fall and blast of the electrical ball left a mark on her delicate skin. There was a small bright red mark almost looking like a brunt marl. Its pain to stretch and crunch on the stomach area but I decided to use that pain to push me through and stand up.

One-foot step forwards towards the direction of his disappearance. I then shuffled my other foot forwards until I started getting a motion between my feet. Starting to go onwards I finally reached my destination. My feet that was once coming in a slow pace suddenly came in quickly therefore turning itself into a run.

He was standing there in the air floating lightly. Still hurting and creating pain for other that have done nothing wrong. Trapping them into small balls of terror like he did to the little girl that luckily escaped.

Twisting my arm backwards and swaying it forwards again, repeatedly created a wave to push side to side. Twinkling my fingers in both hands made little bubbles of water to rise from the waves slowly.

My other arm was shooting straight upwards therefore making impact with the villain. He started to fall lower almost hitting the ground. Although because of the fall it knocked his concertation off balance. Those that are innocent and trapped began to get lose and escaped the ball. The water that Hope was once controlling was placed flat along the streets therefore creating a soft fall for those that are innocent in this situation.

After I knew those that shouldn't be involved in this battle are safe my attention was fully back on the villain of the story. He was almost fully standing up right although that soon changes. I swirled my hands in a circular motion therefore creating a gust of air to gather around him. Trapping him in his place but I wasn't strong enough to hold it for long.

An explosion of electricity explodes around the area of my air ball. The shell that was protecting the world began to creak like a smashed crystal ball.

"You think  you can hurt me?" he questioned me in an angry but pissed off voice. I knew I hit a nerve therefore I tried to remain calm and not over react to his question.

I started charging towards him while saying "actions speak louder than words". I swing my hand back and forwards again therefore creating a gust of wind to git his chest. He started to stumble off his balance a little, allowing myself to have an opportunity to lay a punch across his face.

Hoping to lay another punch across his face or stomach again , unfortunately that didn't happen. The fist that was being aimed towards him was shortly blocked by his own hand. Heat started to fill my fist as he connected his hand with mine.

A yelp of agony rushed through my hand therefore causing a little noise to escape my lips. I removed my hand as quickly as possible allowing myself to see the damage. My hand was red but nothing too serious meaning the fight wasn't over.

A smirk was plastid on his face as he saw some of the result of his powers. Our eyes locked on his therefore creating a sense of tension between us.

I raised my leg to kick his stomach but his reaction quicker tan mine, meaning he catch my leg. I then pushed my hand out creating fire to explored in front of his face. This power made him let go of my leg causing him to create a shield for the fire.

Trying to punch his face again was one of the hardest things during the fight. You guessed it, he catches it again I decided to twist my body around causing his arm to go into a twisted motion. Swinging my leg backwards I was able to gain an impact on him therefore making him fall to the ground.

Stomping my foot on the ground allowed rocks from the earth to fly upwards almost surrounding him. Key word; almost. He flew away from the trap just in time.

Digging into his pocket something shined under the sunlight. Grabbing a tight old onto it therefore making it hide underneath his hold.

A rush of pain suddenly ran through my upper thigh in the right leg. Loss of concertation from him was disappearing as I looked down towards my leg. Wet liquid plastid itself on my hands. Red like a rose dying on my hands with the colour of death. My vision began to burr. I needed to get away from this scene before the wound become any worse.