"Ehehe"

I looked up from my book. A dark figure crossed the kitchen and went into the dining room. I stood up, grabbing an umbrella for protection. As I sneaked over to the dining room door I heard another faint chuckle. Slowly, I pushed open the door and peered inside. A bone-crushing force hit me sending me face first into the wall before falling onto my back. A blurry figure looked down at me, smirking.

"Ow," I moaned. "Not funny, Loki."

" You should have learnt to expect that by now." He said, helping me up.

"Yeah ,well, I haven't seen you for ages," I looked at him closely." What happened to your ey-"

"I haven't got much time. I need to tell you something," Loki interrupted. " A group of people called the Avengers are on the lookout for me. And you."

A flash of worry crossed my face." Why are they looking for you?"

Loki shook his head. "Don't bother about me. It's you we need to worry about."

I frowned. "Why me?"

"Ever since you escaped from that mental institution they've been trying to find you."

I shrugged. " So what? Lots of people have tried to catch me. True, mostly pedo's or nut jobs but still. Many have tried, all have failed." I grabbed a cookie and turned headed in the direction of the living room.

"They're going to take you back to Asgard." Loki said quietly.

I froze. I turned around. "What?" I hissed. My hands turned to fists. "No. No I can't go back. Not after last time."

I was on the Bifrost. My father and Loki were teaching me how to use my powers in a battle. Sif and the Warriors Three had come to watch. I'd been doing very well so I asked Father to test me against Mjolnir.

"Are you sure?" He asked worriedly. "I don't think you're ready yet."

I laughed. " I'll be fine , Father. Don't worry."

"How about Sif and the Warriors Three go behind you?" He suggested.

I agreed but just as the power of Mjolnir was coming towards me, I panicked and jumped out of the way. Sif, who was standing right behind me, got the full force. She managed to grab the side of the bridge with one hand just before she looked too weak to pull herself up.

"Blaine!"

I ran towards her but when I got closer, I felt a sudden hatred, a deep, numbing feeling that took over my whole body.

"Goodbye Sif." I smiled, drawing my knife.

"No." She whispered.

I lifted my knife and bought it down with a satisfying thud. A blood curdling scream filled the air.

I shook my head. The numbing feeling disappeared. I stopped, looking at the blood stained knife in my hand, not being able to believe what I'd just done.

I looked at Loki. " Who's in this Avengers?"

Loki raised an eyebrow. "I was getting to that."

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