My first Avengers fanfic! :D and yes, there is an OC. Review!

Chapter one-One more chance!

'The skies were clouding and I felt a bit scared. They were closing in on me, I could tell. But I still ran on through the dark. I ran into a net and found myself stuck. I thrashed around and tried to get free. I twisted around, now upside-down.

"Please don't send me back!" I pleaded. "It's horrible there! I'm sorry I let him get out!"

"Sorry," A black man with an eye patch shook his head. "Your a danger to everyone around you, and without him, you have no cause."

I bared my teeth and focused, but nothing happened. I frowned and tried again, focusing all my energy on it. The net jerked, but I was still trapped. The man carted me away, back to the facility.

I'd been there since I was 5 and I didn't want to go back. Not again.'

I sit in my 'room' which I always have and always will think of as a prison. A cage. It was padded all around, they did it when I tried to end this hell. There was a wooden box I kept what few things I still had. A single window lay pretty high up, letting in sunlight whenever possible. I tried multiple times to jump out of it, but all they did was reinforce it and place it higher.

There was a small bed placed in the corner, but I didn't use it much. The floor was much more comfortable. I stare at the door and wait for one of the scientists to come get me. I didn't have much to pass the time. I had on white shorts and a shirt with a number written on the back.

The door opens and I stand up like always without being told. I follow the men in white coats through the many halls to a large room with various items strewn across the area. They ranged from gentle things like glass, to big heavy things like a metal safe.

I stand at the smallest item, various condiments on a tray. I close my eyes and focus on the tray, wanting to just lift that up. I peek my eyes open and grin as the tray rises slowly. The pepper floats off the tray and begins to spill. I sneeze and everything gets blasted off in various directions;including me.

The scientists scribble something down in their clipboards and I frown. No help for me? Fine. I stand up and push my brown hair out my face.

"Small items are not your for'tee." The red-head murmurs. "Try the watermelon."

I groan and tromp over to the oversized fruit. I focus and try and get it to lift.

"Come on." I whisper, feeling my checks turn red. "Come on, come on, come on." I glare. "Come on!"

A large dent appears in the fruit, surprising even me. I sigh and walk away from it, pouting in the corner. I'll never get this right, which means I'll never be able to control it and I'll never get out of here! They end up dragging me back to my cell, seeing as was much to lost in my world to walk on my own.

THE NEXT DAY

"Trish." The commander clears his throat, pulling me from my peaceful sleep. "Today is your 20th birthday, right?"

I nod and rub the sleep out my eyes. I lazily begin to fix my hair a bit, then stare down at my pale hand as it begins to go numb again.

"Come with me."

I follow him and find myself at the door too a new room. I cock my eyebrow, silently wondering if they were moving me again. The commander opens the door and lets me inside. I stare at the man you made it that I had to come back to this place.

He smirks at me, that usual playful smirk he has, "Ahh... Trish. Your still here."

I narrow my amber eyes and cross my arms, "Loki."

And there you have it! A nice little prolouge... Review and tell me what you think! How do I make it better?