Hello there, avid fanfiction readers! After a year and a half of not posting any stories I am back (Yes, I am aware many of you ignore who I am but I wanted to say that, ok? Ok)

So, anyways... this is my very first Avengers story. I've been writing it since before the movie came out (So you can imagine how much changing and editing I've had to do). Just to brag, I've watched the film 4 times (My sister calls it obsession, I call it devotion LOL) so, now that it's out all around the world I decided to start posting.
Yeah, so... just a few clarifications: there will be a S.H.I.E.L.D. Tower mentioned in the future; it is not the same as Stark Tower and it is not the Avengers mansion and it is like a personal interpretation of the Avengers Compound, ok?

Oh, and as you can notice from the summary this is a Loki/OC/Steve fic but it will also have a little bit of Clint/OC action (The summary characters are way too few for me to explain everything there).

And as always, a disclaimer is needed so here you have it: I own absolutely nothing except for my original character which are Emma Jansen and Adrianna Moore (to appeare in the future). Everything related to the Avengers belongs to the incredible imagination of Stan Lee and of course the origin of all of this comes from Joss Whedon's and Zack Penn's amazing screenplay. Everything is owned by Marvel, otherwise I'd be rich and I wouldn't be posting this, right?. This is the result of loads of free time and a very wild imagination. I mean no harm or anything close to a lucrative purpose.

Just a note before getting on to the story: I use a lot of real Norse mythology (Those are some of the things you might not recognize but that aren't mine, sadly) and some comic book stuff so, please, cope with me... I'm getting a B.A. in History so involving a lot of mythology helps a hell of a lot :D

Anywhooooo... after this much rambling and with no further a due...

ENJOY!

WHISPERS IN THE AIR

PROLOGUE

Asgard;

It was a stormy night when Tyr, the god of war walked across the realm, to the farthest end of the city to fulfill the duty he had sworn to maintain to the day of his death.
Such was the task that no other Vanir or Aesir had dared to take on it, fearing the creature it involved.

As he descended from his horse and rushed to the fortress, the guard in charge bowed respectfully while the deity before him shook the rain drops from his cloak and removed his hood.

"How has he behaved?" Tyr interrogated the guard

"He has been awfully at ease, my lord… scarily so" The god of war could have sworn he saw the young guard tremble

"Fenrir" Tyr called as he reached the dark dungeon and stopped before the iron cell

"Tyr…" A voice that sounded both like a man's and a beast's answered "Have you come to mock at me once more? To see me in my greatest misery?"

"We are not all like you, Fenrir"

"Well, I could not help to enjoy killing that pretty Vanir… she kept pestering me"

"You and your army attacked Vanaheim, Fenrir, what did you expect the Vanir to do?"

"Surrender before me" The creature named Fenrir launched itself forward crashing against the bars. He saw Tyr stand there, unmovable and he scoffed "The day will come, Tyr, when this dwarf-made ribbon will break and I will be free…" Tyr narrowed his eyes "Free to destroy all of your kind… Aesir… free to conquer the Nine Realms…"

"I have not come here to listen to this nonsense, beast" Tyr dismissed tired of the creature's attitude

"No… you have come to feed me… like every year… for the past twenty six of them…" Fenrir growled lowly and menacingly

"I have, beast"

Neither of them spoke another word and while the young guard stood at a considerable distance, Tyr opened the magical lock that kept the prison closed, walked into the cell and extended his hand towards the beast.
Magically, a serving of succulent food appeared on the god of war's hand and as he intended to insert it inside Fenrir's snout the creature did something he had never done in all of his twenty six years in imprisonment; he bit off Tyr's right hand.

Everything that happened next could be considered as chaos: Fenrir knocked Tyr unconscious and strode with his four paws to the young guard who tried frantically to defend himself.

"I am hungry, lad… I have been hungry for twenty six years… and I intend to satisfy that wish…" Fenrir threatened and then smiled wickedly. Fenrir threw himself at the poor guard and tore him to pieces. He then lost his beast-like shape and turned into a man ""And that is not the only wish I mean to appease"

"No!" Emma sat up in her bad after a bad dream had woken her up

Panting and looking around she gave a sigh of relief to see that it had been nothing more than that, a bad dream.

"But it felt so real… as if it had been actually happening…" She said and then rubbed her eyes "Don't be silly… it's just a dream… a stupid dream… too many horror movies… yes… that's what it was…"

Very determined with what she had said, she leaned back down but, being completely honest with herself, she barely had any more hours of sleep that night.

So, here we go, people... I hope you like it and of course, wait for more... I'm already writing chapter 11 so the updates should be frequent.
Thank you so much for reading and please, if I can borrow a little of your time, review and tell me what you think.
Again, thanks and have a lovely lovely day... oh, and don't forget to assemble for the next chapter (OMG, that sounded so corny... and yet, as I'm typing it, I have no intention of erasing it MWAHAHA!)
Tah-tah, my dearies ;)

Angie
xoxoxo