Hello all! This story about my OC and Loki is going to follow along with the movies of Thor, The Avengers & Thor: TDW. It starts during Iron Man 2 very briefly before slowly moving into Thor. This idea has been stuck in my head for quite some time and I just need to share it. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I own Elina Franklin and other original characters that I have created; everything and everyone else is the work of Marvel.

Thank you!

Love, RinWolf08

Elina Rae Franklin was always nervous before a performance, especially one as big as this. It wasn't due to the lack of talent that made her anxious but for drawing more attention to herself than necessary. She attracted a lot of attention with her snow white hair and her golden eyes. She always had a nagging feeling that the audience focused on her due to her unusual features and not her talent as a dancer. Even with her education in dance from Julliard she still felt the need to prove herself worthy and this performance would be no different.

When she had received the call from Miss Potts about being a part of the grand entrance for the billionaire genius Tony Stark she was ecstatic. They were finding dancers for the reopening of the Stark Expo and she knew it was going to be the perfect number to add to her dance portfolio. She loved adding different performances to showcase she was multitalented in all forms of dance.

'We have made the proper hotel arrangements for you and everything you need shall be in the room for you. Practice begins a week before the show and I have emailed you the choreography as well so you can get the moves down when you meet the other girls.'

"I'm sorry Miss Potts but shouldn't I be auditioning for this job." Elina had asked confused.

'That is not necessary. You were top in your class at Julliard in all forms of dance so we are confident in your abilities to properly perform the dance number. This number may not showcase your talents in what you are best known for but we want only the best for Stark Industries.'

"Thank you very much, I appreciate the opportunity!"

'You're welcome Miss Franklin. We look forward to working with you. Feel free to call me with any further questions.' As soon as the call ended she opened her email to start practicing right away.

When Elina had arrived for practice the following month she could already feel the stares and hear the whispers from those around her. As usual she tried to let the comments slide off her back.

'I don't remember seeing her in auditions. Do you?'

'Look at her hair, I wonder how often she has to dye it to keep that color.'

'Her eyes are a weird shade too. I bet they're contacts to make her feel special.'

'Why would they choose her? She doesn't fit the all American girl look.'

A gorgeous red headed woman dressed in sharp business attire and a head set placed her hand on Elina's shoulder pulling her away from her thoughts, "It's a pleasure to finally meet you Miss Franklin. The choreographer is very excited to work with you and the other girls."

"Thank you Miss…" Elina stood up to shake her hand.

"Pepper Potts," the woman smiled taking Elina's hand in greeting, "You can just call me Pepper."

"It's a pleasure to finally meet you in person Pepper. And please it's Elina."

"Well Elina, let's get started shall we."

The next week had gone by quickly as she practiced with the other 'Ironette Dancers' so named by Mr. Stark himself. The others did not seem too keen to get to know Elina once they found out who she was. They had all kept their distance from her thinking that she thought herself above them with her fancy degree from Julliard when in reality she knew her attempts of making friends would be pointless. They didn't include her in after practice outings around the town to get to know each other; she understood seeing as most were cheerleaders from well-known football teams. This was nothing new to her.

Elina was used to this kind of treatment. She never fit in much at St. Mary's Orphanage in New York City or the many schools she had attended. She kept to herself mostly to avoid teasing from other children; she made it a point to keep to her studies. The only places she felt she belonged were at the local library, the dance classes her schools had allowed her to participate in, and Julliard. She had met a fellow dancer named Valerie Davis in her first day of contemporary dance class there and had become Elina's first real friend. She had never had someone open up to her so quickly and not question her quiet nature and odd appearance. It was very refreshing and she was happy to have one close friend.

Now it was two hours to the opening celebration and she was running late. Elina made her way through the already forming crowd to get back stage. She could already hear her make-up artist Joan groan at her tardiness. She grinned at this thought right before she had bumped into someone.

"I am so sorry ma'am," Elina apologized to the elegantly dress woman before her, "Did I hurt you?"

The taller woman faced her and stared at her with intense blue eyes, a look of surprise upon her beautifully regal face, "Ljósálfar!"

"I'm sorry?" she asked, her voice trembling slightly, "I…don't know what that means."

The woman looked taken aback but then quickly smiled at her, "I am sorry dear I thought you were someone I once knew. You have a very unusual hair color."

"Oh," Elina grabbed a piece of her long white waves wearily, "I was born with it actually."

"Beautiful hair for a beautiful young lady," she said at Elina her smiled widened, "What is your name?"

A blush crept on Elina's cheeks, "Elina Franklin ma'am and thank you." She couldn't understand her sudden shyness at the other woman's kindness but there was something very familiar about her. It made her feel as if she was in the presence of someone very important.

"It is a pleasure to meet you dear Elina."

Before she had a chance to say anything the choreographer Mason had grabbed her by the arm "Elina you're needed in make-up."

"That's right," Elina turned to apologize to her new companion when she noticed nobody was there, "Where did she go?"

"Who?" Mason gave her a puzzled look.

"The lady I was just talking to," She looked all around her, "She was just here."

"You weren't talking to anyone Elina now come on, you're late and Joan is getting anxious."

As she followed Mason back stage she had a nagging feeling that she would be seeing the woman again soon.

AN: First chapter done! Reviews make me smile!

Ljósálfar = Light Elf