She stood on a rainbow bridge, gazing up at the patterns of the stars up in the sky. A mixture of purple, red and blue reflected back at her as if they were radiating her beauty back at her. Her long blonde hair fell in loose curls down to her mid-back, her green eyes tried not to let the tears fall from her eyes.
She was joined by another man, with chocolate skin dressed in armor. He turned to face her, his golden eyes studying her face. He turned his gaze back up at the sky, his golden Asgardian stag-like helmet glimmering as he did so.
"You're troubled, my lady.." It wasn't a question, it was a fact.
"I have no idea what waits in store for me on that realm. Especially since I will be starting my life over once more. How fragile my life may be," she said, looking down at the ground.
The man turned to face her. "Our King has assured me that you will live a plentiful life. It is what waits for you," he stated. She smiled slightly, before letting a tear fall as she turned to look at him.
"Does He know?" she asked, referring to one person in particular. The man turned his gaze downward, before looking at her. "Neither of them do,"
She nodded, before bracing herself on the bridge. "I am ready," she stated. The man bowed slightly to her, before walking up to the platform. Grasping the sword in his hands, he nodded a final farwell. "Be safe, my lady..." he stated, before harshly pushing the sword down.
The next thing she saw, was pure light, before she was pulled from the only world she knew.
X.
Serena awoke with a start, grasping her chest. She had the dream again. Turning her glance towards the alarm clock, she threw off her covers and immediately began to find her loose fitting track pants and a tank top. 6:30 am meant, time to go for a run. She was a 1LT in the United States Military Reserves, and as an officer, fitness was the most important thing to her.
She had joined the military following her parents deaths when she was eighteen. She spent three years enlisted, before going to college and investing in an ROTC program so she could become an officer. Four years later she was an officer, a 2LT. She just recently had gotten her promotion.
As she threw on a hoodie, and made her way out the door, she took a moment to inhale the breezy spring air. Philadelphia, PA no doubt had its bad reputation, but she lived where she had a gorgeous view of the skyline. She sighed, before setting her forest green eyes on a cop that was happily placing parking tickets on the windshields of unsuspecting tourists. With that, she shook her head and started to run down the street.
As she ran, she began to ponder what the heck the deal was with the dream she just had again last night. It was not unfamiliar to her. She had been having several dreams about it in the past few weeks. Typically it was the same, but often she would also have dreams that involved a man in battle armor with golden locks for hair and a red cape blowing in the wind at his back.
As approached her third mile stretch, heading home, she spotted a group of five men closing in on this middle-age couple, obviously not from town. She could not hear what was distinctly being said, but she could tell by the gestures that it was not a friendly meeting. She sprinted closer, hearing the tallest of the group demanding the couple for their wallets and smart phones.
With that, Serena slowed her sprint to a walk, placing her hands in her hoodie pockets.
"Must be nice just to be able to take advantage of people like that," Serena stated, with a shrug.
All seven of them turned to face the newcomer, their eyes dancing with laughter when they realized she was a female. Though she had an athletic built, she still only stood at about 5'5 give or take an inch.
"Alright blondie, just press on and act like you didn't see anything," the tallest spoke again.
She let a whistle escape her lips before shaking her head again. "Sorry, I've become involved now. I can't just leave,"
The middle-aged couple huddled together even closer than they already were.
"What are you going to do? Call the cops?" the one with the red hair asked, stepping towards her. "Nah, there is no need to call the law enforcement today," she stated.
"What?! Why?!" the middle aged man spoke up in horror.
Serena smiled, before staring the leader down deep into his gray-blue eyes. "I am the law," she hissed.
She narrowed her eyes, and began to concentrate hard. Not a few seconds later, the tallest, presumed to be the leader of the mini gang, grabbed his head painfully and fell to his knees screaming in agony.
"Stop! Stop, STOP!" he yelled, resisting the urge to completely collapse on the ground entirely.
His friends shifted uneasily, not sure which way to take off in. Serena smiled, before slowly pulling herself from his mind. The boy stood up, before breathing heavily and pointing an accusatory finger at Serena. "What...what did you do to me?!" he asked.
Serena only smirked in return, her hands still in her pockets. "Get away," she hissed.
With that a strong wind picked up staggering only the five men back slightly. "Let's get out of here!" the red-headed spoke up, before they stared taking off down the road.
Serena turned to face the middle-aged couple, and showed them a slight smile. "I hope this does not damper your joy of being in Philly. There are a lot of beautiful sights to see. I would check out Love Park first," she said, calmly.
She began to walk towards her block, shaking her head to herself. She promised she would not use her powers again, after the last time. She had come to realize one day when she was in middle school that not only was she capable of entering people's minds and reading them, or twisting them to cause them harm. She could also control the elements of wind and water. She mentally made a note not to do it ever again, at least not when it was so light outside.
As she made her way inside her house, she smiled to herself. Thursday was cheesesteak day. She enjoyed the deliciousness of Pat's and Geno's steaks, what Philadelphia was most popular for was its Cheesesteaks. Well, and for the historical aspect of it as well.
She turned on her shower, stripping down to her sports bra and loose fitting pants. That was when her doorbell began chiming throughout the house. She hesitated, before running back downstairs and holding a pillow to her chest and opening the door.
There stood a man with a black eye-patch over his right eye and a dark colored leather trench coat, and next to him was a woman with short, red hair who wore a tight leather top and matching pants.
Serena blinked in shock, before looking past the two. "Is the Renaissance in Philly this week?" she questioned.
"Serena McKenzie," the man spoke up, and Serena eyed him suspiciously. "Do I know you?" she questioned, defensively.
"Not yet. My name is Agent Nick Fury. This is Agent Romanoff, may we come in for a minute?" Nick Fury questioned.
"Actually I was in the middle of something," Serena stated, moving to shut the door. The woman with the red hair stepped forward, placing her foot in the door to prevent it from shutting. "He wasn't asking," Agent Romanoff stated.
Serena glared at the woman, before motioning for them to come in. As they walked past her, Serena grabbed a shirt off of the sofa and threw it over her. They seated themselves on the couch, Serena took her place in the chair across from them.
"What's this about?" she questioned, rather demandingly.
"I didn't know terrorizing a group of twenty year olds by infiltrating their mind was a fun way to rescue people," Fury stated, a small smile coming to his face.
Serena opened and close her mouth slightly a few times, before shaking her head in dismay. "How did you...?" she questioned.
"We are agents of S.H.I.E.L.D, and we are gathering a group of...gifted men and women to form a team called the Avengers," Fury said, resting in his place.
"We protect the planet from dangerous...beings," Agent Romanoff stated.
Serena raised her eyebrows slightly. "And what do I owe the honor of being on this team?" Serena questioned.
"Come with us and you will find out," Nick Fury stated, leaning forward slightly. Serena gazed at the floor in thought. "I have military drill this weekend," she stated, simply.
"Technically, we can work hand in hand with them. Don't worry, we will get you squared away," Agent Romanoff said, with a slow nod. Serena shrugged, what the hell.
"Alright, tell me what to do," she stated. She locked up her house, before following Agent Romanoff and Nick Fury to their black cadillac which was parked outside. Serena opened the door, before sliding onto the leather seats. A man sat in the backseat, a bow laying on his lap.
His sky blue eyes over-looked her form. She knew sat dressed in tight jeans and a black tank top. He extended a hand to her. "Clint Barton," he said, with a sly smile. She was taken aback by his attractive structure and smooth voice. She was single, and if there were attractive men involved in this line of work, she was definitely in. "Serena," she said, heat rushing to her cheeks as she shook his hand.
He returned the smile, over-looking her body one last time before turning to look towards the front seat. "Fury, where to?" he asked. Fury put the car in gear, before turning back to look at them.
"The Tesseract," he stated.
The first chapter is never the easiest, but just wait to see what twists await in the next chapter! :)