Hi Guys! This is my first Avengers fic, so go easy on me please! It will be mostly Loki/OC, but I will probably end up putting in some Thor/Oc/Loki action, but not too much, because I'm not a fan of love triangle drama.
Hope you enjoy!
I stared in shock at my television as I watched the Avengers and the strange alien villains wreak havoc on New York City. People were screaming, buildings were falling, and the helicopter the news was being taped from suddenly veered to the left.
"We can only watch as the brave Avengers fight off these...these...creatures... and try to protect the citizens. It seems that they have it under control for now, but it is evident in their strides and grim faces that they are getting tired."
The reported continued blabbering out news, the camera scanning the New York City skyline, suddenly zooming in on Stark Tower.
"I hope you all are getting this!" she shouted at the camera men over the roar of the blades as they sliced through the air.
The cameras zoomed in as best as they could, and refocused on an auburn haired girl trying to thrust a blue-gray spear type weapon into the machine atop Stark Tower.
Suddenly, Iron Man flew by with a huge missile in his hands, and the camera flipped back to another shot to show all the mechanical monsters powering down, and falling lifelessly to the ground. When the cameras changed angles, all the Avengers were gone from sight. The recording tape stopped and the television changed back to the original channel. It had been two months since the incident, and I usually watched it every day. It was so surreal, living only a state away from where it happened. I don't know what I would have done if it happened here, in Philly.
The lights flickered in my home, and the television darkened.
"What the?" I mumbled aloud, and turned to look out my window, to see that my house was the only one on the block experiencing these type of problems.
The television died off, the lights went out, and the heater shuttered to a halt. The room was unearthly quiet, but only for a moment, as my little kitten, Glee, leaped onto my lap, causing me to let out a shriek. I resisted the urge to push her off when she kneaded her paws on my leg, her sharp kitten claws threatening to poke my bare legs.
"Darn it, Glee!" I stroked her small black body, never able to stay mad at her for very long. She was only about six months old and for some reason she didn't like the dark, or the cold. It seemed to frighten her.
I, on the other hand, liked the cold, autumn especially. I suppose I just loved having an excuse to lounge around in big sweaters and sweatpants all day. I grabbed my phone off the arm of my couch, and tapped the home button.
11 pm.
I gently picked up Glee, cuddling her to my chest.
I guess I should head to bed. I got up off the couch, suppressing a yawn. I went to college on the weekdays, and was studying to become a veterinarian. I'd always loved animals, wild ones the most, and I volunteered at the zoo my senior year of High School. I had gotten Glee at the animal shelter in downtown Philadelphia. I didn't live right in Philly, just in the suburbs about ten minutes outside of it. I inherited my mom's house when she passed away last summer, and my dad, well, he just disappeared when I was about ten, so I got everything.
Screw you, dad.
I walked quietly into my bedroom, and sat my bundle of fur down on the bed and picked up my cell phone. I dialed the power company's number and let it ring.
Like always, I got the automated system answer, and pressed # to leave a message.
"Hi, my name is Alanna Smith, and I was just calling to let you know that I'm experiencing some power issues." I rambled off my address and hung up.
"Alright, Glee, you ready for bed too?" she let out a cute little yawn in response and I grinned.
"Take that as a yes."
I didn't bother changing out of my baggy black cat sweater, or my gray sweatpants as I slipped into my bed.
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Sometime during the night, Glee shot up out of bed, and darted out of the room with a yowl, leaving Allie all by herself in the big bed. A moment later, the lights flickered and the house shook viciously.
~~~0~~~
I gasped and sat straight up in my bed, a tremor waking me from my slumber. My house was shaking, the curtains flowing and my cat was nowhere to be seen.
"What the hell's going on?" I wondered aloud, jumping out of bed. A violent shook knocked me onto the floor, and my head thudded against the floor. My world continued to spin, and this time, I wasn't sure if it was me, or it. Sometime later, my brain gave into the dark, and I knew no more for some time.
