Marvel Preferences and Imagines

Imagine ~ alliegatur

Imagine ~ alliegatur

You threw yet another knife at the target and yet again it landed right in the middle of the bullseye. You were bored with knife practice so decided to move onto your fire talent. At the moment you were trying to channel your flames into a really thin line, like a laser beam. You could get it into quite a small beam but when you tried to push past what you have already achieved your body became immediately exhausted. You raised your hand and aimed for the tiny ring through which you were trying to aim your flame. Fire erupted from your palm and immediately narrowed into a small line. It wasn't small enough. You struggled on beginning to feel light headed until you dropped your arm and gasped for breath. You head was pounding. The strength required to master your power was unbelievable! You sank onto the nearby bench and took a gulp out of your water bottle. You sat for a few moments before bringing your determination back up and standing up from the bench. You took a deep breath took up your position and fired. Very quickly you began to feel sick again. You shook your head and carried on. Your vision went a bit funny but you persevered, you began to feel a warm liquid roll down from your nose to your upper lip. It was blood. You tried to ignore it, knowing that in a battle situation you could have worse wounds than a nose bleed. You heard a shout but for some reason couldn't stop the flame. You tried to 'turn it off' but nothing was happening! Fear started to creep up on you. You lowered your hand hoping that maybe if your broke your concentration on the target then the fire would stop. It didn't work. Suddenly your head hit something extremely hard, you opened your eyes to see the world on its side. You realised with a shock that you had collapsed. You felt your eyelids droop, not being able to stop them. A cool hand was laid upon your forehead followed by a hiss of pain "God Allison, your burning!" You tried to focus your vision and managed to - just long enough to realise it was Steve next to you. Your body was incapable of movement and you couldn't speak very clearly. "Steve...." You murmured. "Allison? Allison?! Oh god Allison! Stay with me!" You smiled in your mind - Steve was always so dramatic. That was the last thought that ran through your head before the darkness engulfed you.

You woke up a few hours later to see Steve sat next to your bed. "Steve?" You asked softly drawing his attention to you, as he had been nodding off. "Allison! Are you okay?" You nodded "Yeah, what happened though?" Steve immediately seemed more serious. "We think you burned yourself out. You were concentrating so hard on your flame that you passed out! I was so worried!" He said sitting next to you on the bed. You smiled weakly before pressing a small kiss on his lips. "Do you want anything Allie?" Steve questioned. You thought for a moment before asking for a glass of water. Steve left the room to fetch a glass of water and you lay back down on the comfortable bed. Your eyelids began to droop again, this time because of tiredness rather than 'burning myself out'. After a few minutes you heard the door open and close. You went to open your eyes and sit up to take the water from Steve but suddenly a hand was clamped over your mouth. You opened your eyes quickly and saw tree men all stood in your bedroom with guns pointing at you. You looked over their uniforms trying to find a symbol, and you did. It was Hydra.

Your stomach lurched and you struggle against the hand on your face. However you had only just woken up from burning out and you were extremely weak. The man chuckled quietly "Looks like this won't be as hard as we thought boys" he whispered to his colleague who smirked at you. The closest man grabbed you around the torso and yanked you out of the bed, nodding for the other men to grab your legs. One took your legs and the other put a piece of cloth over your face. You were struggling to get out the men's grips but they were to strong and you couldn't shout properly through his hand. Where is Steve? Ran through your head as the cloth was placed over your mouth and the hand removed. You knew it was chloroform so you tried not to breathe - that didn't work well. The last thing you heard was "Quick Cap's coming up the lift." Then you felt yourself being hurled over someone's shoulder and they began to run.