Chapter 2
Erik’s POV:
By the time I am within view of the beach red energy has already consumed it, taking the mystery woman with it. I float down to where my children are standing. “Funny” I think to myself, “I could have sworn I’ve been here before.” Pulling myself out of my thoughts I turn back to my children, their eyes still glued to the spot where she once was. I too study it for a moment before turning around. I start to walk. One foot after the other I move down the beach. A cold sea breeze hits me in the face. How long has It been since I went down to this beach? How long has It been since I left the palace? The years blur together but with the whistle of the wind and the crash of the waves and the smell of salty air a memory comes back to me. It's been years since Genosha had an attack. After It became an independent country and the war ended we haven’t had to worry too much about invaders. This beach right here is where we won our last battle but it is also the place I met the most beautiful women I had ever laid eyes on and the mother of my son. The years do fly. As I think more about the gorgeous women, I feel anger emerge. Why had It all had to have fallen apart? I need to find a distraction. I need to focus on the here and now. My head is telling me I need to hold the conference, try and make contact with Atlantis, mount a defense in case of a counter-attack, but my gut is telling me that finding that woman is more important. Who was that girl? And why do I feel like I know her or at least I should? Something else is going on here. I can tell, I can feel It. It’s the same feeling I got before every battle. It is as the young people say about to go down.
Namor’s POV:
I sit on my throne, the throne of my ancestors, the throne my mother and grandfather sat on before me and reflect on what just happened. I look out of one of the open windows of the throne room to see my destroyed Army trying their best to patch themselves up. 'Trying,' I'd chuckle if I wasn't so embarrassed or angry. Thousands of soldiers, each with the strength of 10 surface men, destroyed in seconds. "Who would dare?" the question keeps repeating itself in my head. It had to have been one of Magnus's pesky mutants. The problem with that was that none of the mutants had the power to do something like that, or maybe that wasn’t a problem but that didn’t help things make sense. And why would they wait till now to show it. I can feel the headache coming on by asking myself these questions. "The girl." I think. She shouldn’t have been there. Or should she. Can I make this work for me? I need to find the girl, before the rest of my plan can be set in motion. Where to look though? How can someone so powerful have stayed hidden for so long? Had Magnus known about the attack and sent her there to wait for me? No, I saw Pietro, he was as surprised as he was angry. But then how did she know I was coming? My headache gets worse the more questions I ask myself . I squeeze my temple but It intensifies . I just can’t stop, I need to know. I worked too hard and planned for too long for It all to fall apart like this. I get up and grab my spear. Nothing is going to stop me from getting what I want, nothing.