Remembering the first time it happen isn't the problem. Remembering the feeling, terror, confusing, isolated, isn't the problem. Remembering the way my body combusted into a million particles only to be forced back together, isn't the problem.

The problem?

Why? Why me? Why now? And the biggest question.

How? How I walk through the dimensions? How could I walk through the realms?

That was thirteen years ago. I stopped asking these questions long ago. I stopped wondering and begging for the answers and started learning to control it. And I did, I mastered it a year later after doing it at the age of six. But then I hit puberty and i started losing control. Not only did I have to deal with cramps and chocolate cravings but realm walking in my sleep, dimension skipping in the middle of gym. And as I grew, up and out I must say, so did my abilities. Not only could I walk through through Dimensions and Realms, I could walk into the future and past. It took a few months but I was able to contain it.

I learned a lot through the late night walks when I couldn't sleep. I learned about the endless dimensions and how they differed. Some by just a single event others by a whole race. I learned how there were nine realms. The one I was born on was called Midgard, Earth. My favorite how ever was Asgard.

I remember the first time I walked into Asgard. I appeared in a dome, the man I met called it the Bifrost. He had dark skin and orange eyes. The first time I saw him, his eyes were glowing but it was as if he did not see me. Then the glow faded and he saw me. "Where did you come from?" He was taller than me and I looked at him hesitantly.

"Uh, It's hard to explain," I have never told anyone. I wanted to ask my older sister. But I was afraid. What would she do? I have never been close, she was only my step-sister and she didn't like my mother. My mother was the reason her parents got divorced. I kept it to myself. Practicing. Alone.

"I have never seen you, Never saw you arrive. And now with my mortal eyes can I see you. I must take you to The Allfather. He will know what to do.: He reached for my wrist and I freaked out. I teleported a few feet away from him, another ability I learned that came with puberty. He looked around the dome until he found me, standing behind him by the entrance close to the rainbow bridge. "How is that possible. When you did that, you were everywhere but then now at the same time." He walked toward me and I ran, I ran across the bridge. I heard a horn in the distance and kept running. Past the golden walls. Past the woman walking in dresses and men in armor. I felt out of place with my casual dress. My jeans were too big, the bottoms worn from being walked on. My shirt was an old Rolling Stones hand me down. My sneakers were my mothers converse from the seventies. I stuck out like a sore thumb. My blonde hair whipped behind me in the wind. My honey colored eyes watered from the wind. I heard shouts behind me but I kept pushing forward. I teleported several times a few feet ahead to make sure the man lost sight of me. To keep ahead and out of their reach.

I threw my body right in an attempt to lose them. I stumbled and rolled down the hill. Branches whipped across my face, twigs snapping underneath me. I finally stopped when I head butted a large rock sitting in front of a pound. I bit my tongue trying not to scream. I fell onto my back holding my forehead. Blood was dripping down the sides of my forehead. I groaned in pain and watched the clouds above me. Closing my eyes I sighed in defeat. I would be found. They had the upperhand. This was their home. Their land.

When I opened my eyes a boy was staring down at me. Screeching I rolled onto my sides and kicked myself into a sitting position. He didn't speak just watched me. He had dark green eyes and black hair that ended at the bottom of his ears. It curled out at the tips. He had soft pale skin and a sharp nose.

"Are you alright?" He voice was high pitched. Maybe he hasn't hit puberty. He looked to be about fifteen. He placed his hand on my forehead. I pushed at his hand but he placed it back on the wound, "Hold still," He hissed. I stopped moving and waited. I felt a surge of energy behind my eyes. Then it spread throughout my body, the scratches on my forearms and face healed. Slowly stitching themselves together.

"Thank you," it came out more as a cough, but he still smiled and sat next to me.

"What is your name?"

I looked at him, I wanted to trust him but I couldn't risk it. If he didn't know who I was, then he can't be held responsible. They can't harm him. Ignorance is bliss. "How about we skip that part."

And we did. I didn't know his name, He didn't know mine. But we did know just about everything else. Well almost everything. He knew I had a secret but he never pried too much. I showed him a little but nothing about the Invisible Girl, which I was now referred to. He has black shiny hair that curled right above his ears. He had a thin pointed nose and pale lips. His skin, in fact, was pale compared to my natural beige tone. He was talented. He could create beautiful scenes, illusions and tricks. It became a routine. We would meet their right before the sun would set. When it did we would wait for the owls to sing and the I would leave. I got use to the time in Asgard and how it differed from that of Earths.

"Here," When I sat next to the boy he thrusted a box at me. I looked at him confused and he just pushed it closer to me. "Take it. It's a gift," I placed a hand below the box and on top of it. It was wrapped in silver and gold. When I opened it it was a dress. LIke blue, pale and decorated with jewels. It was breath taking.

"I can't take it!' I blurted out looking at him. He looked at me hurt and confused.

"Why not? Does it displease you?"

"NO! Not at all, it's just too much. I could never repay you for it," He looked at me with an eyebrow raised.

"It is not to be repaid, it is a gift." He pulled the dress out and pressed it against my body, 'It appears to be a perfect fit as well." So I wore, I picked up on his manners and talk. Soon I was walking in the streets and meet his friends. I met his brother once as well. We stayed close to the forest just in case someone grew suspicious but they never did.

"Where are you from?" It was a day before my fourteenth birthday. I was now wearing a red dress and hid under his cloak because of the cold. "I have never asked."

It was true, he didn't. I talked about moving here. I knew the rules and customs as well as I knew the back of my hand. I felt more at home here. With him, it felt right, it felt like it was suppose to be like that.

"Earth, uh Midgard," I answered after debating to tell him. I didn't want to lie to him. I wanted him to know me as much as I knew him. He turned onto his side and looked at me, "You're the realm walker?" I nodded afraid I would be over with. They would come after me. They would know.

"Thought so," he turned back onto his side like it was any other topic. Then I realized. It was. With me, With him, it's just another fact. Nothing surprised us because we were use to it all. Two outcast that had found each other. One light blonde with beige skin, another black haired with pale skin. Like ying and yang we just fit.

"Today is my birthday he confessed," I knew that. He told me weeks ago and its all I have been thinking about. I sat up and pulled a necklace out. It was circle that had the word 'Forever' written across it. It was cut in half. I gave one to him and the other I put on.

"You are the for to my ever," he smiled and hugged me.

"May I have one thing?" I tilted my head and listen to his request, "Can I know your name?"

"Era," she blushed at her name.

"NIce to meet you Era, I'm Loki."