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Author has requested I inform you all that they are currently in a poor mental state and very exhausted so they're using this story as an escape so please be gentle

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Blood

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A nurse I have come to call Cherry filled a vial with my blood, something about possible infections. I didnt care to listen. She sent it off before she focused on me. I was busy removing old feathers and cracking the sheaths. The feathers at my shoulder blades were driving me nuts but it isn't like I can reach them.

"May I?" Her voice was shaky. Scrunching my nose I turned my back to her and moved my hair. She did smell like a bird so I assume she has one as a pet.

Expecting her to be semi rough I tensed up in preparation. But she wasn't. Her hands felt like clouds as they got the molting feathers I couldnt reach or the sheathes I couldn't crack. It felt amazing.

Soon I ended up falling asleep- first time I've ever done that during molt-

Someone shook my shoulder, forcing me to wake up. I was NOT happy.

Turning to the guilty I came literally face to face with a youngish boy. Okay thats a new one.

"You're the avengers' soulmate right?! Your wings are so pretty they look like a macaws- how fast can you fly? I heard you threw hulk down, can you do it again?"

Confusion fogged my head as he just kept going with questions.

"Um. Yes, 438 miles an hour non diving, and yes?" I hummed, really just confused. His face lit up like a puppy.

"You're really old right??? Thor said he felt stuff from you a thousand years ago. How old are you????" Okay rude.

"I'm not exactly sure. My kind can live tens of thousands of years so long as we have the food. Kinda like lobsters- they just keep growing and don't die of old age."

"Your... Kind? You mean you aren't just super powered?"

"Oh chiefs no!" I snort, scrunching my nose at him. A familiar marking catching my eye.

"That logo. I've seen a girl with it. It was a different color tho. Is she a fan?" I hummed, pointing to a notebook in his arm. His face turned bright red before he rapidly shouted something and ran off.

Laying back I'm my stomach I hid my face in the pillow, draping my wings across the bed and partially onto the floor. Well, my right one anyway. Left was too far and just stretched out to the seat. Dropping my tail over the end of the bed.

Not long after, at least to me, my senses went fuzzy. You know when your limbs fall asleep and sometimes feel like needles stabbing you? Yeah imagine that in your ear drums and on your spine with TV static mixed in. Really. Really. Annoying.

Snarling and opening my eyes I came face to nose with a nightmare. Black blood covering the ground in front of me, pools of gold and ruby liquid mixed in. The smell of burning leather and smog clinging to the back of my throat. Please. I don't want to see this again.

Gasping trying to catch my breath I frantically tried to even get a grip on my surroundings. This couldnt be real. I'm either in a nightmare or someone's messing with my mind.

Despite the stinging pain I snapped my eyes around, desperate to see anything that didnt fit.

No. No. No. There.

Pin pointing on a single strand of vibrant red it grounded me, spit dripping from my mouth as I carefully stood. The memory was almost exact.

Almost.

My feet felt like lead but I pushed on, snarling and wheezing as I focused on that red. I was close enough to see a sleeping face and hands. Familiar ones. Wanda.

Releasing a violent and feral snarl I lunged, her eyes shooting open.

Cold sharp air filled my lungs and my body jerked up. Clothes stuck to my skin as I caught my breath, staring at the soaked fabric below me. I was out but.... That image was still stuck. Still burned into my vision every time I blinked. I was lucky that's all she likely saw. Looking towards the door my mind swam miles in a second.

If i stay in here much longer I'm gonna end up killing the nurses. Hitting the nurse button I waited.

Surprisingly, not long.

"What do you ne- are you okay? You're soaked!" Cherry cooed, quickly stepping over to me. She went to put her hand on my head but I growled and pulled away, her face falling for a second. She pulled back and looked me over with what I can only guess is concern.

"I need out of this room. Is there anyway I can spend some time outside or in the halls? Something like that?"

"well, fury wont allow you outside. BUT! we have a gym. Would that work???"

"Yes. Please, and thank you." Relief washed over my mind as she helped me to the gym. Walking was still a bit difficult. Unsurprisingly the gym was almost empty minus like... 3 people. This place seems small so it makes sense. She allowed me to go off after putting a watch and a couple patches on to keep track of my vitals.

Heading to the treadmill immediately, stripping off my shirt so I was just in my bra. Tho it'll be annoying to get them back out during molt, I forced my dragon traits back so I was solely human again.

Ugh I look like shit. No wonder I'm going in the cage-

Frowning I started up the track, jumping on at about 40 mph. My muscles sore and screeching immediately.

My heart rate slowly increased but I was still calm and breathing fine. I was sore but that's it. But everytime I closed my eyes... Releasing a growl I stepped off and headed for the punching bags.

Despite having no wrap at all I started a routine, the bag lurching with each hit. Sweat soaked my hair and dripped down my skin. My pants are gonna be uncomfortable after this- damn.

Be careful. You're being watched and your heart is too high right now.

Subtly nodding my head I held back each punch, breathing slowly and deeply. Muscles stung and screamed at me, my hands shaking softly with watch draw back. Damn I've really been out too long.

"Hey-" Slightly surprised I jerked during a punch, the bag nearly snapping off the chain. Immediately k grabbed it, the thump against my chest aching dully.

Looking back I saw wanda, anger slowly creeping up the back of my mind but I didnt show it.

"I'm sorry- I didnt know... The others were curious..." Her voice was soft, clear regret lacing her being. Mentally snapping I walked towards her, towering over her. She stepped back, soon hitting the wall. I heard her heart beat quicker as I put my hands on the wall near her head. Lowering my face to her level a growl tumbled from my chest.

"You try to get into my head again. And I'll kill you." I hissed. Her face went pale and she nodded. Snarling I stepped away and headed back for the bag. This time I didn't hold back, going semi feral I just kept going. My knuckles split and bled, dripping to the floor below me.

I blanked out, just continuing to hit the bag.

I refocused when a sharp snap broke me from my trance. The bag thumping to the floor. Looking at my hands they were entirely covered by black liquid, matching the bag.

Grabbing the chain I dragged it to a wall in the back, unclipping the remaining chain and doing the same. Blood dripping along the floor as I walked.

Cherry walked in, likely to bring me back and her face went white. She grabbed my wrist and brought me to a seat, running off to get some medical surprise. Tightening my jaw I stared at the muscles exposed to the air. It hurt like hell but it was neat looking.

We hope you enjoyed this chapter readers!

The author is sorry for how long it took but they hope the length made up for it!

We shall see you next chapter.

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Have a wonderful time