A/N- Okay, I was way to impatient to wait for you all to vote, so I just posted the sequel. I'll change the title when you all vote on it! I hope you all like it!

Oh, and you know that sneak peek I showed you all? Well, I changed the story a bit, so think of more like the opening I had at the very beginning of Nocte.

Oh, I suggest listening to Good Girl, by Lily Kershaw, while reading this. I was listening to it while writing, so a lot of my ideas for this chapter came from that.

Anyway, on to the story!

Disclaimer: I don't own Marvel.

Two years. That's how long it's been since I left the Avengers, Loki, and was for the better, but my life has taken a turn for the worse. I had no family, nowhere to stay, nothing. Well, I did have a lot of money.

Money I got from killing people.

I had had to resort to being a mercenary, just to get enough money to survive. I made sure to get jobs that would keep me away from the others. Because I couldn't face them. Not with the life I had taken on. Besides, they were heroes. They would probably have to stop me. And, I needed to find my dad. I couldn't do that with them on my tail.

I was currently up on one of the roofs of a random skyscraper in New York City. I know, I should have probably left here, but the pickings for a job here were really easy, and the most evil in the world usually happens right around here. I figured that would be a good sign, considering I was hunting my father, Evil.

I really missed hanging out with the others. Life was just so... dull right now. Living with the Avengers, that pretty much never happened. Suddenly, I heard a familiar sound. It was Tony's Iron Man suit flying. He was coming near here. They had all been doing patrols almost nightly. I knew that they were looking for me, even though I told them not to. I used the shadows to cover me. I wanted nothing more than to call out to him, to go home. But, I couldn't. That didn't mean that I didn't want to say goodbye, or thank them and apologize in person. There was still so much that I had to say to them, that I couldn't convey through the note I left them. I felt tears roll down my cheeks, and an intense hatred in my heart for my father. He stole everything from me. He was the reason I had had to kill Mortem. He almost killed my family. He was the reason I had left them all behind. And I would kill him for it. I was no longer fighting for the good of the universe. I was out for revenge.


I spun around, sensing someone behind me. There was Spider-Man, just standing there. I glared at him. "You here to take me in?"

He shrugged. "Yeah. What did you expect? You've been killing people for money."

"You think I wanted this life?!" I spat. Then, I smirked. "You would never be able to get me in, anyway."

"I know. But, still. You can't just kill people for money. That's not who you are."

I narrowed my eyes. "And who do you think I am?"

"I think you're the kind of person who will keep fighting until the end. The kind that will give their lives for the ones they love. You fight because you have to, but you wouldn't actually kill anyone."

I snorted. "I may have been like that, once."

I could tell his eyebrow raised, from the way his mask shifted. "Oh? How are you like, then?"

I was about to say something, when some song lyrics popped into my head.

"Well you'll draw your gun like you've drawn me
But the truth is I've been dead for weeks
The girl you knew is gone

I've been out and up to no good, pulling fire alarms

Living fast, and free, and I am young

I'm going down, down, down
I'll dig my own shallow grave
I'm going down, down, down
Good girls aren't supposed to misbehave

I'm going down, down, down
I'll dig my own shallow grave
I'm going down, down, down
Good girls aren't supposed to misbehave
I'm not a good girl anyway
(Down, down down down)
I'm not a good girl anyway
Down, down, down
"

"Really?" Spidey asked. I shrugged, like 'what can I do?' "Listen, I know I'll never get you into SHIELD, but just... Remember why you fight. Why we all fight."

Before I could ask him what he meant, Spider-Man was swinging away on his webs.

I shook my head, and went to my cave.

When I showed up, I was met by a very unpleasant surprise.

"Malum," I growled. "What do you want?"

My father just laughed. "Why, to see how my favorite daughter is doing, of course. How's the job going? And your powers? I see you finally ditched those little pests you call friends."

He hit a sore spot with that. My powers had been weakening recently, and nothing I did seemed to help. "No thanks to you." I spat. "They were my family. You made me leave everything I love behind. You made me a ruthless killer, and now, I will destroy you for it!"

I leaped forward, swords pressed against his neck. Malum just laughed, then disappeared. I growled, and threw a shadow knife at the wall as hard as I could. All this time, he finally shows up, and I don't kill him. Ugh! Why was this so difficult? I lay down on my bed, and fell into a restless sleep.

A/N- Yay! End of chapter 1! Hope you all liked it! Please fave, follow, review, and PM me. Until next time, peepsicles!

Oh, so school is going to be starting up soon, so the updates may be coming up more randomly, and I'm also moving, so that may have an effect on it. So sorry about that, you guys. Please, just bear with me. I'm doing my best, here! Remember, I love hearing from you! Review, fave, follow, and PM me.

By the way, I was rambling, so this story could be exactly 1,111 words long. Burritos!