In the eyes of a goddess

James fluttered his eyes open and saw flash after flash of strange visions. His surroundings appeared to be an almost space-like expanse with a multitude of colourful auras spreading around. He had a headache that lasted but as a second, as he peered back, and saw himself stood in front of a beautiful, ornate, golden mirror. Only it wasn't himself. He saw the same strange, features of the woman. Suddenly, the mirror smashed and he got another split-second headache.

A moment later, he felt a rocketing **** pushing him forwards. Opening his eyes, he appeared to be some kind of comet flying at the Earth.

Another headache later, he appeared to be walking in a flowing, white dress along the streets of town. Suddenly, he stopped at a crossroads and spotted...no. Wait what?

Across the road, James saw himself looking at him. The other James also looked confused for a moment. There was a sudden pitying which confused him.

What the hell is going on? He thought to himself.

"Keep watching," came an airy voice. So he did just that.

He watched as the other James broke eye-contact with him for a moment, and he decided now was his chance. He disappeared and followed the other James closely.

This all feels so familiar. He thought.

"That's because you have experienced this before my James," came the voice once more.

That made sense, so he decided to continue to trust the voice. He followed himself to university, into the lecture theatre he had sat in that morning and sat in the seat next to himself. James watched as he sighed with renewed vigor at the text he had received from Natasha. He recalled that feeling of despair all too well.

That's when James got an overwhelming urge to hug himself. He knew he couldn't do that, but he had to do something. He had to!

About two hours later, the other James got up, so he followed. He knew what happened next already. There was a quick text exchange with Natasha about where to meet, before agreeing on the coffee shop in town not too far. Both he and other he headed there, seeing that Natasha was already there.

I don't really want to relive this bit. He thought to both himself and the voice.

"Okay, if you really want to skip over it, we can head to the important bit!"

Suddenly, James felt his feet leave the ground and, when they touched back down, he was in the coffee shop, watching the other him storm out. He rushed to follow and heard the conversation that followed.

"James! I'm sorry! I went too far! I didn't mean to-" shouted Natasha.

"You didn't mean to what? Didn't mean to reveal my most embarrassing secret! I get it Natasha! It's weird! But I only told you because I was drunk and you were asking questions! It's strange I know! But I can't help it can I? Trust me, I'd give anything, absolutely anything for it to be normal! I really would!

Oooh that could be fun! He thought to himself. Yes, that'd be just the thing! I don't think the others will be too happy though. But oh well! It's about time someone fucked with them for a change!

James felt power surge around him as he played with the very fabric of reality, changed it to suit his whim. Suddenly, there was a loud cracking sound and the world went dark.