In which there was a 14,000,606 possibility of the upcoming war that Doctor Strange never foresaw.
For within the shadows of the Black Order hid a secret weapon to create balance across the cosmos. Leena's destined path had been forged in the stars...
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LEENA KNEW IT was a risky move, for there was a possibility that she could die. Regardless, she was going to give it a go.
She ceased her own energy current and awaited the pain. Within a millisecond, the flaming red blast burned her chest, throwing her in the air and over a broken metal star.
Leena, almost immediately, regretted her decision. Quite frankly, as she dropped through the air at a record-breaking pace, she truly believed that she was about to die.
Her mind came to a standstill while her body rippled with the energy that burned her insides until she forcibly converted it into another protective bubble around her, to avoid the inevitable death. She bounced off the debris below, and flew into the air where her static bubble fizzled slightly which twinged a cold panic in her chest. She was still at a height that would prove fatal to fall from. Leena forced her eyes shut and hoped that her bubble would hold as she fell back to the ground.
There was one last bounce before she reached a lower height, and dropped to the ground with a loud smack as her bubble fizzled in the air with a pop. She rolled around in the debris with a loud groan. A scathing hiss burned past her lips when she accidentally sliced her thigh on a broken shard of metal. Leena forced herself to roll onto her back, and away from the metal shards that littered the orange ground.
"Ouch," Leena winced as the cut on her thigh dripped with icy blue blood that clung to her trousers in an uncomfortable way. Tears blinded her vision. She slowly lifted her aching body into a sit-up, her hands shaking as she peeled back the sliced open material to look at the damage. "That's a pretty sight."
She used the bottom of her shirt to wipe away the seeping blood to see the wound clearly, hissing as she accidentally wiped over the cut. Thankfully, it wasn't too deep, it was only a couple inches in length.
A loud crash caught her attention. She quickly glanced up, and looked to her left, where she made out the familiar shape of a space-pod which had crashed landed into the battle.
She glanced back down at her wound. Her risk had almost paid off. She was alive, at least. Her hands continued to shake while black sparks zapped the air, she had absorbed as much as she could from the energy blast. Perhaps too much.
She shot her palms out, and fired a blast at the debris which had sliced her thigh. It soared through the air and away from sight.
"Yeah, piss off," she whispered in daze towards the flying debris. She was still slightly impressed with how she had managed to utilise her powers to form a bubble around her, but now was not the time to be in awe of her new discovery.
Her eyes fluttered close as she took a moment to breathe. She needed to pull herself together. Leena had to get away from the fight with Tony because a small part of her didn't want to hurt him. She let out a groan and ran her hands down her face.
