Nessa spent her day shopping, seeing as she was in desperate need of new
clothes. They were going on a vacation. Her, and her family, that is. To New
York.
She was excited. She got to roam around the place Avengers, and many
other superhero movies took place. But mostly the Avengers.
She walked into
her home, and she placed all of her new items on her bed, before packing.
I
am trying to make this as short a boring intro as I can, and am missing a lot of
details, I am sure.
She got out some of her old clothes, and things she
didn't want to leave, and packed them as well, before spending the night on the
computer, writing a 'God Help The Outasts' and going to sleep.
She dreamed an
exciting dream about meeting the Avengers while in New York. But, she also met
the actors. Which got confusing, especially since the Characters met the
Actors.
She woke up early, and got ready to go, as the sun was rising. Best
to go early as possible.
I just realized I don't know where you live, and I
hope you don't live in New York, or else this will not bear any resemblance to
your life at all, I'm pretty sure.
They left a hour later, and Nessa fell
asleep during the ride, having not had enough sleep. Once she awoke, they were
arriving at a hotel they were going to be staying at for a couple of weeks, and
it was sunset.
They got the card to their door,
And you might have
animals. Being an animal owner myself, knowing that hotels don't like them very often, lets say if you do, somebody is
babysitting them. And went up a flight of stairs to rest after hours of driving,
and Nessa decided to get dressed in one of her new outfits, and go out to
explore. After receiving permission from her parent, whichever one you prefer
asking, she puts on some jeans and a Hawkeye T-shirt she bought. She hurried out
the door to the new sights and smells.
Later on, she found a library, and
decided to give the Comics a go, if they had any. Luckily, they did, and she
stayed there for a hour, reading Avengers comic, after comic, finishing one of
the stories, she heard that the Library was going to close soon. She hurried up,
and put all of the installments up, finding a ring in the back of the shelf.

She pulled it out to get a good look at it, noticing the A symbol the
Avengers use, and she put it on her finger.
It was to big, but before she
could pull it off to try it on another finger, it squeezed together to form
itself perfectly around her finger. She panicked, and freaked out, trying to
pull it off, but it wouldn't move.
She started feeling dizzy, and passed out
where she was standing.
She woke up in her bed. Or, the hotel's bed. How had
she gotten there? She had a massive headache. She groaned, rubbing her head,
before looking down at her hand. The ring was still there! And she was still
wearing the same clothes as earlier, or, yesterday.
She got up, and fell
back down on her bed immediately. Okay, not so fast. She slowly got up, making
sure to stay up this time, and walked over to her suitcase.
Opening it, to
find nothing there, other then some worn out jeans, and a white T-shirt. She
took them out, and attempted putting them on, but soon discovered they were to
small. Her eyebrows furrowed, and she put on the clothes she was wearing before.
Well, that was weird. She walked into the bathroom to brush her teeth. She
picked up the tooth brush, and the tooth paste, preparing it.
She looked up,
about to stick the brush in her mouth, and she screamed. What had happened to
her? This.. This wasn't her. She didn't know who she was, but this wasn... Wait
a minute.. Why was she Sydney Engelhart? The woman who portrayed her Avengers
Original Character?

Huh.

What the...
What the hell was
going on!?
As the shock subsided, and she started freaking up to the full
extent, she saw something move from behind her back. Something light. Something
white. Something she felt. Something feathery. Wings unfolded behind her and she
shook her head. This had to be a dream. She instinctively flapped her wings, and
felt her feet lift off the floor.
She looked like Sydney.
She was
flying.
She was in New York.
She was Nessa. ... Well, yes, she already
was, but...
She was Nessa Kennedy.
She was Eaglewings.
She was her
Original Character.
She was in a world with the Avengers.
She was wearing
a Hawkeye T-shirt.
Please, please, please, please, say Loki's already been
caught. She may be able to fly, but she still has just lived the life of the
normal teenage girl she was yesterday.
She walked back into the bedroom, and
it seemed to have transformed. Either that, or, she just wasn't paying as much
attention when she woke up. She shook her head, to snap herself out of the
thoughts. She had enough crazy to deal with at the moment.
She ran out of the
room, and out the front door, to see a set of apartments. Her forgotten about
headache became worse, as the confusion, and the blaring sun set in. She shook
her head once again, and ran down the steps, to get away from this area.
She
ran all the way to a bus stop, never once having to stop to catch her breath.
She guessed it had to do with being who she was.
She had no idea where she
was going. She wondered if the Avengers knew of her yet. She looked around at
the top of buildings, and saw an A on a tower. Loki has come and gone. She took
a sigh of relief. She didn't have to deal with that. But, that meant her uncle,
her only family, was dead. A wash of depression hit, but she shook it off. She
was sad, yes, but she never actually knew Phil. Plus something in the back of
her mind was telling her he was okay. That's when she remembered hearing about a
TV show, called S.H.I.E.L.D. which starred Clark Gregg as Phil Coulson. It took
place after the happenings in Avengers. So, she didn't know what happened to
him, but she believed him to be fine.
She smiled, happy for Phil, as she
started running once again to a secluded alley. Her first try at actually
flying, she didn't want eyes staring at her. The Avengers knew who she was. She
flapped her wings, and got about a foot high, before falling down. After a few
more tries, she finally got the hang of it, and flew up into the sky. Not to
high, though. It was kind of scary. But at the same time, it felt wonderful. She
flew her way over to the Avengers tower, and landed in front of the doorway.
Which just so happened to have Steve walking out of it.
He stopped walking
as she landed, frightened for a second, before realizing it was her. And my, did
she look amazing. Aside from the Shirt. Why was she wearing a shirt with Barton
on it? He hid his scowl, before looking back up to her eyes. Those wonderful
eyes. He's dreamed of those eyes so many times now.
Nessa couldn't believe
it. She just.. No. She didn't know what she expected, but she didn't expect
this. She expected Avengers, she just.. Didn't expect Avengers. Freaking
AVENGERS. Captain America, the first Avenger, right in front of her. Looking
just like Chris' version. This was amazing!
She realized she was staring, and
opened her mouth to speak. It took a few minutes, but once she found her words,
despite the weird look he was giving her, he was still there.
"H-H-Hi, there,
Captain.." She giggled nervously, and Steve just cleared his throat.
She was
acting strange. And he had no idea why.
He nodded in welcome. "Hey, Nessa.
Why all of a sudden did you start calling me Captain?" He asked, curious. She
continued with her nervous giggle. "And, why are you laughing like that? Nessa,
have you done something?"
She stopped laughing, and shook her head. She
cleared her throat, getting up the nerve to talk to the Captain.
"No, no.
I've not done anything. And, sorry. I guess, it just felt right to call you
Captain. Ah well, I think I should go. Work to do, People to see, all that...
Right... So, I guess.. Bye.. Steve." She quickly escaped into the tower, leaving
him standing there with an utterly confused expression. Well, with a mix of
disappointment. It felt right to call him Captain, she said. He wasn't making
any progress in this at all. He doubted she felt the same way about him, any
way.
The tower was the wrong decision. Next, she spotted Bruce. Bruce. BRUCE.
HULK. He looked up, and shot her a small grin, and a nod, and she just stared at
him in shock, and terror. He noticed this, and got a confused expression. He
guessed, she finally realized what exactly he could do. But, she should have
known already. He didn't like the look he was receiving.
She started giggling
nervously once again, before waving quickly, and running away. Bruce just
sighed, and shook his head before returning to work.
She next spotted Nick
Fury, who payed her no mind. She was thankful for that. She ran on, before
bumping into Clint. She looked up, and swallowed hard. He offered her his hand,
and she didn't know if she was ready to make contact with these people. But, she
did. And once she did, she felt her stomach get filled with butterflies. Maybe
she actually was okay with this Avengers thing.
She grinned at Hawkeye,
before he noticed the shirt. And she remembered she was wearing the shirt. Oh
god, why? The humiliation filled her, and Barton cocked an eyebrow. "I don't
know if I should feel flattered, or weirded out." He announced, and she felt her
cheeks getting hot.
"You- I- It was all I had. I- It isn't even mine. It's a
friends. I was just.. I was just borrowing it before my clothes got washed. I
promise!"
He smirked at Nessa, before shrugging it off. He didn't believe
that for a second, but he'd let her off the hook.
"Alright. So, I shouldn't
feel anything by it. Gotcha." He said, before walking off.
Hawkeye. She
smiled, feeling a bit calmed down. Hawkeye.
She walked up the tower, to the
top floor. She didn't know what she was going to do, she just knew she needed to
get used to this life. What happened to her old life, though? Is the actual
Eaglewings living it, freaking out like she, or was her body just
abandoned?
She met Tony up on the top floor. Robert Downey JR. was more
handsome then the TV let on. Though, then again, he had makeup on for his
character. He had to. She wondered if everyone here was wearing makeup. Tony was
looking down at some papers, and she couldn't help herself. She was sure Tony
would be one of the best ones, one of the more understanding, for her to test
her theory.
She walked up, and heard a mumbled, 'hello', but she ignored it.
Having been calmed down, she kept saying Hawkeye in her mind. It seemed to work,
for some reason.
She poked his face. Tony looked up, surprised, to see Nessa
standing there, looking at her index finger, before rubbing it on her thumb, and
wiping it on her Hawkeye shirt. Every test she could think of had failed. No
Makeup.
"Why are you wearing that?" Was all he said. He didn't want to know
what she was doing.
"Can't I wear a friend's shirt, without being judged?
Jeez."
Tony nodded, and went back to his paperwork. Nessa smiled. She was
getting the hang of this already. She better enjoy this life while she can. She
doesn't know how she got here, or how to get back.
She sat on one of the
chairs around his office, and just quietly watched him. He was doing something
important, by the looks of it. Where was Pepper, she wondered.
She spent the
week like that. She calmed down even more, without even having to do the Hawkeye
trick. She met everyone else, except for Thor. He was back on Asgard.
Until,
of course, where we just picked up, a week later. A storm was fast approaching.
Lightening here, lightning there. Everywhere a Light Light. She was hanging out
with Steve and Clint once it started. She'd gone shopping, and gotten rid of her
new Hawkeye shirt. She doesn't need it anymore, she had the real thing. Steve
sat on her right, and Hawkeye on her left, they were watching TV, and talking,
until Nessa had been getting tired, and her head was falling down onto Steve's
shoulder, which he much appreciated.
The satisfied smile on his face was
noticed by his friend, Clint. He'd known Steve was in love with Nessa for a
while now, and, despite feeling a slight attraction for her, he wouldn't allow
it to go anywhere, for Steve's sake. Though, he still allowed himself to flirt
lightly.
That was when the lightning struck. It jolted her awake, and Steve's
smile fell.
A few minutes later, they heard a booming voice calling out from
downstairs.
"Father has sent me to take care of Loki! He's broke out of
prison!" Came Thor's voice.
All three of them looked up quickly, all thinking
the same thing. Loki was out. He couldn't be. Nessa swore she would be safe,
because they had already taken care of him. Shit.
But, the Avengers always
won, right?
Thor traveled up the stairs, and Nessa couldn't help but get
excited. Thor! A God! The Avenger she has not met yet!
Meet all the
Avengers!
Who cares about Loki.
He passed the doorway, before back
tracking, and walking into the room.
"Ah, Bird friends, and the
Captain!"
She forgot, she'd already met him.
"Hey, Odinson." Clint
welcomed, and Steve waved once, and Nessa flashed him a bright smile.

"Hello, Thor." Came her reply.
"Have any of you seen the metal suit
man?"
"Yeah, he's up in his office, top floor. How did Loki get out?"
"I
don't know complete details, just that, he tricked the guard, into letting him
out."
"Well, that sucks. I thought we took care of him." Complained Clint,
looking up at Thor.
"He's still my brother, Barton. You don't 'Take Care' of
my brother. I make sure he is safe, in my kingdom's custody."
Hawkeye nodded,
"Whatever you say."
After Thor left, to talk to Tony, Clint decided to go,
check up on everyone, and tell them of the news, if they didn't hear the loud
announcement.
Steve looked over to her, as her eyes went back to staring
intently onto the screen. He, though, didn't know that Hawkeye was filling up
her mind.
"Hey," Steve said softly, catching her attention. This was the
moment. This had to be it, or it never would happen.
"Yeah? What's up,
Steve?"
"Uh.. I don't know how to say this.. But.." Now or Never, Steve.
"Nessa, I rea-"
"Oh Steve, before you say anything, I want you to know, I
mean, I do like you, I want you to know that, but-"
"But, you like somebody
else."
"Well... Yeah."
"I see. So, I'm wasting my time?"
"I wouldn't
say that. Maybe, someday, you would succeed in.. winning my heart. It can
happen. But-"
"Hawkeye."
"Hawkeye. Yes. I wish it weren't so, but, it is,
and I can't change that."
They heard a throat clear from the doorway. He had
to be cold. For his friend.
"Sorry to disappoint, dear, but that is not going
to happen. I have my ways, and you don't belong in the same category."
Nessa
looked up to see Hawkeye standing there, leaning against the door
frame.
"Clint-"
"No. You rejected Steve, and it's time to taste your own
medicine."
"Barton, d-"
"Steve, don't stop me. I'll do what I have to. I
am not interested, in the slightest bit, by you, Nessa. I'm actually, quite
disgusted by the thought."
He felt bad. Had he crossed a line? He didn't mean
what he was saying. He just needed to stop her feeling anything for him. He made
a promise to Steve. And if not for that, then he wouldn't be right for her
anyway. But, this was definitely going to ruin their friendship.
Hawkeye
walked out, and Nessa and Steve sat there in silence.
Until, Steve broke
it.
"Hey, listen, I may really like you, but that doesn't mean you have to
feel the same way. Go ahead, and go after somebody else. Somebody that makes you
happy. That's all I want. I hope we can still be friends." He walked out of the
room, and she was left there to sit on her own. She felt the tears starting to
build up in her eyes, and the lump form in her throat.
She started crying
lightly, and Thor was walking back to the front door, and noticed this.
He
walked into the room, and sat down next to her, she barely noticed it, until he
wrapped his arm carefully around her shoulders.
She automatically threw
herself onto him, burying her head into his shoulder. It was all to
much.
Thor pet her hair, attempting to sooth her the best he can.
She
sniffed, after a few minutes of sobbing, and she looked up to his face. "Thank
you, Thor." She smiled weakly, and he smiled lightly back.
"So, are you
alright now? What happened, Eagle girl?"
She shook her head. "No. I am not
alright. It's just to much. This isn't me. I am not who I am. I thought I was
getting over it, but then you come, and say Loki is loose, and then, that.
Steve.. I knew he liked me, but I didn't bring it up. I didn't want to hurt
him.. And Clint..." She started crying once again. "I thought he was great.
But..." She shook her head, and rested her head against his shoulder, again.
"Thor..."
"Yes, dear maiden?"
Nessa smiled slightly. "Can you just hold
me?"
"Of course." He said quietly, wrapping his arms around his friend. He
didn't know what she meant by 'I am not who I am' but he would let it slide for
now. He kissed the top of her head, before moving to lay down on the couch,
keeping her on top of him. He had to admit, he wasn't happy hearing about these
two guys.
He knew he had Jane, but as he layed there, Nessa crying herself
to sleep on him, he didn't really care.
He looked down at her, and closed
his eyes. They fell asleep like that, only to wake up at Four in the morning.

Everything was deadly quiet, other then the sound of Nessa moving on top of
him. He felt arms go around him, and looked down to see her staring up at him.
He smiled sleepily down at her. "Hey."
"Hey." She replied. "Thank you." She
continued softly.
"It's no problem, honestly. What kind of gentleman would I
be if I didn't lend the lovely bird maiden a shoulder to cry on?"
She smiled
again, and nodded a small nod.
One day later, Nessa told Thor to gather all
of the Avengers into Tony's office. She had something important to tell
them.
And so he did, even those who weren't necessarily Avengers, like,
Hawkeye, and Nick Fury.
She nodded stepping into the office, Thor beside her.
She wasn't ready to be on her own, after the time she had. After screwing up her
and Hawkeye's relationship, and her and Steve's, she figured, what's the worst
that could happen?
So, ignoring the confused look Thor was giving her, she
stood up straight.
"So, some of you may have noticed, I am not acting like
usual. Especially some like Steve. I usually like Steve. I mean, she usually
likes Steve. And by like, I mean, returns the feelings." She informed him,
though it just made Steve confused.
"I don't know why I didn't, having made
her. I love the Avengers. Like, to no end. But, I can't help what happens when I
actually see them in person." She said. She knew it was confusing. Hawkeye even
stopped avoiding looking at her.
"I regret to inform you that, I am not who
you think I am." She sighed, scratching her head.
She unfolded her wings,
"These, are not mine."
She folded them back up and gestured to her entire body, "This, is not
mine."
She ran a hand through her hair. "I am actually a Fifteen year old
girl, who, somehow got trapped into the body and life of a character I made up.
I don't know how I got here, or how to go back, I just know this was a failure
of this Original Character's life, and I should start over. If only it were that
easy. Oh, how I wish I was just role playing. My name is, actually, Nessa. I am
on a vacation to New York. I was excited, and I started roaming the streets when
I found a library. I was reading Comic books. About you guys. Have I failed to
mention that, in my body, no, in my world, you guys are fictional? You may be
fictional, but so many fans. You can't even begin to comprehend how many people
love you. Anyway, I finished reading, and I put the comics back, only to find a
ring in their place." She raised her hand, showing them the ring. "I thought it
looked cool, and tried it on. It didn't fit, and I was about to take it off,
when it suddenly formed itself to fit around my finger. That was when I got
dizzy, and passed out. I then woke up here, wearing the Hawkeye shirt I had on
when I was in my body. I couldn't find any clothes, so I was forced to wear it.
Then I met you guys. Steve was the first person I ran into. He knows when this
was..." She sighed, though they most likely didn't believe her. "I don't know
what to say, and I don't know what to do. I just know, I have screwed up
Eaglewings' life, and.. And I just want to go home."
A couple of days after
that, Thor and Nessa grew closer.
They were on the very couch they had that
little moment on.
Surprisingly enough, they believed her when she told them
who she was. Tony looked shocked, and pleased to hear the news, which confused
her, until her told her he and Bruce, well, mostly he, had been working on
creating a portal to a parallel universe. It didn't work at planned, but it
still worked enough to teleport her. And, it wasn't something he believed would
work in the slightest. He was just bored when he made it. Though, it wasn't
supposed to come out if ring form. Or in a different universe.
Thor had
suggested a breathing contest. First, see how long they can hold their breath,
then, how much breath they can take in, counting by seconds. He had to admit, he
was out of ideas. He was holding his breath, attempting to impress the girl he'd
became very fond of in a very short amount of time. He seemed to be making a
habit of that.
She counted up to Five, almost to Six, when a loud crash was
heard, and the tower started to fall. Thor was sure everyone else was alright.
Though taken by surprise, they were superheroes. They could handle themselves.
Plus, it was only him, Nessa, Bruce, and Tony who were here at the moment. The
others weren't far, though.
As Thor noticed the building tilting, and
getting lower, his eyes widened at the thought of what was happening.
He
jumped towards Nessa, wrapping his arms protectively around her, before
summoning his hammer, and flying away from the falling building.
He had a
feeling of what created this, and he would soon find out his prediction is
true.
Loki got up, having fallen from the sky onto their building, and turned
to look at them. He grabbed his weapon, and pranced over, or, more like limped
over, to the two.
"Ah, brother! How good to see you again." He said in a
sarcastic tone.
"Loki, stop what you are doing. Or else, you will come to
regret it." Thor stepped in front of Nessa, and Loki looked curiously at the
two.
"Another girl, brother? How long did it take for you to fall for this
trash?"
Thor glared at Loki, a threatening tone taking place, rather then the
simple warning before.
"Brother. You will leave her alone."
"Make me." Was
all that was said before Thor charged at him, only for Loki to disappear once
Thor touched him.
The real Loki, at this very moment, was placing his new
scepter on Nessa's heart. It worked the same way as the old one, just with a few
added details.
Thor stared back in horror. How could he have fallen for that?
Again?!
Loki waited impatiently for the girl to attack Thor, only to hear a
thump. He looked back, to see a very confused Nessa Kennedy blinking her eyes.
What happened? Thor noticed from even how far away he was, that her eyes were a
different shade of blue. They weren't the ones Thor had daydreamed about. No.
They were of his 20 year old friend, who, actually did like Steve quite a lot.
Not Thor. What happened to the strange girl?
Thor glared harshly up at Loki,
from his spot on the floor.
"Loki! What have you done?!"
Nessa woke up in
the library. The librarian woke her up, to send her home. She looked up to meet
his gaze, and nodded, "Yes, thank you..." She said, glancing around her. She
found the ring laying next to her. She picked it up, and placed it in her
pocket. She may need it again in the future. To see the Avengers. To see
Thor.
She got up, and walked out the door, looking at the night sky. Her
sight seemed so much worse now, compared to when she was her character. Or.. Was
she even ever in that world? Did she ever even put the ring on? Was it all just
a dream?
She walked to the hotel, and walked to her room, noticing her family
was sleeping.
She nodded, placing the ring on a dresser, before laying down.
She almost passed out, when she heard lightning strike outside. It brought her
back to reality, and she was reminded of that moment with Steve and Clint. She
got up, and looked outside, only to hear a knock at her door. She went over to
look through the peephole, and saw a familiar face.
She smiled, and opened
the door widely, to see Thor, with bloodied clothes.
"We won. He back where
he belongs." Thor said, taking in the girl's appearance. The little scar on her
face, her blue eyes he became accustomed to seeing, the glasses, the baggy
enough just to be adorable clothing. He looked back up into her eyes, and
smiled.
"Now, would you just kiss me already?"
And so she did. Age didn't
matter. He was a God. She would catch up at some point.