A/C: Hey! This story is Rated T for Alcohol, some language, and mild references and such. Better safe than sorry, although most of that won't happen till later. This is going to be a LokixOC. Enjoy!
It was the winter after the avengers had their big defeat. Just a normal evening in New York. It was lightly flurrying snow, covering the white ground with a new sprinkle of snow. Despite being Christmas Eve, the area was not as busy as usual. A few peddlers, People coming and going, but not the rush the city was used to, mostly because the of cold weather. Everyone was trying to ambush inside for the warm air.
Out of one the crowded star bucks, walked a girl. She wasn't noticed by the small bustle of the streets. Quietly taking her hot chocolate, she sat down at a small, green table that was lightly sprinkled with snow. She was an odd sight. A skinny young girl, (who didn't look older than 12), with pale skin, blonde white hair, and a mismatching choice of clothes. Despite her odd look, not many noticed her. Everyone was leaving or going in.
When she made sure no one was looking, she took the lid off her drink and blew in. Nothing unusual, unless you looked close and saw a small spout of ice instead of cool air being blown in. Taking a small sip, she silently praised herself. "Not too hot." She said quietly to herself. She took a few sips then sat back and closed her eyes.
She was about to fall asleep when she felt a hand on her shoulder. Shooting her eyes open, She expected an employee coming out to tell her she couldn't sleep here. But what met her vision was a black man with an eye patch. "Excuse me, but I'm afraid you are going to have to come with us."
She looked around, and then saw several men in suits and coats. She had no idea what this was about, but she was not going to get caught up In it. She smacked the man's hand off her, and threw her hot chocolate at him. She quickly scampered away while they were stunned. But to No avail, they were much faster and stronger than her. They caught her quickly and gagged her.
"Uuunfgh!" She cried kicking the men, but they had pinned her arms and legs down, and thrown her into a black car. Still struggling, she was forced to lay face down. Getting angry she glanced at the pants of the men, since that was all she could see. Focusing, she created a quarter sized bit of ice on the man's upper leg.
Although it was more than she had ever done, she made it melt through the cloth until it burned the man's leg, causing him to curse and let go of her. As soon as her concentration had been lost, it melted, but left a painful burn mark, and her arms free. Thrasing around she managed to kick a man with a satisfying crack. They quickly caught hold of her again. "Feisty one, she is." One of the men said.
She lay there still crying. Making ice that powerful had drained her. She slowly slipped into sleep. Whatever they were taking her for, Prostitution, Labor, Ransom, she would get away. That being her last thought, she fell asleep. "She has gone limp." One of the Men said. "Well alright. We have about a 20 minute to Stark's building, Let her sleep." Nick Fury awnsered, breathing a sigh of relief.
A/C: Well there we go. Yes, her name is a secret for now :V. This main part and most of the story will take place in winter because, I mean, Who doesn't like Snow? :D Review, or not. I promise to keep updating though
