Blinding Reflection

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(Chapter #1)

God help the Outcast

Rain continuously tapping on the windows of the classroom.

In a way no one cared on what the teacher in the front was saying. Some teens secretly texting on there iphones or Blackberries under their desk. Others threw notes to each other.

In reality this is very typical, especially to the teacher.

Soon the teacher stopped turning to her class.

"now can anybody give me their opinion on Shakespeare's concept in 'Romeo & Juliet' "

everyone's attention went up front to her, they're eye's scanned the room in hope that one person would

have the nerve to give the answer and save they're sorry butts.

"Anyone...anyone at all?" the middle aged woman sighed ready for another game of random picking.

Her crow's feet eye's scanned the room in interrogation of those who fell into her gaze.

Soon her eye's perked.

"Yarela"

At that moment all eye's turned to the corner of the room, sigh's of relief soon let out.

That person, who finally stopped staring at the window. Her dull brown eye's looked questionably at the woman, she looked down nervously and mumbled something out.

"excuse me...what was that?" the teacher asked as people started to snickered

She tried to more loudly but the teacher still didn't understand and the class just kept laughing at the pathetic situation. The teacher shook her head in disappointment and picked another girl who was right at the front of the class "okay, Shannon?"

An adoringly 17 year old girl looked long enough from her Iphone to notice that someone had called her.

She twirled her long wavy brown curls in her pedicure finger.

"um...i don't know...like I support what those guys are doing I mean, they're like risking to be together and the parents are are being complete douches about it"

the teacher smiled and nodded "yes, that is one way of putting it moving on..."

(Yarela's pov)

I felt a crumpled piece of paper hit my head and heard little laughs, I didn't care or even bothered to look to see who did it. When was this going to be over, it keeps going on and on and on and...

RRIIIIIINNNNGGGG

well... that was convenient.

"Alright well, I hope you all have a good weekend and don't do anything Illegal I mean it!"

The kids poured out of the room fighting through struggle out the not so wide door.

I put my few papers into my backpack. Zipping it up and slinging it over my shoulder as I got out of

my desk the teacher stepped in my way as I was going to exit the door.

"Yarela, how many times do I got to tell you... you need to talk sometimes!"

I just stood at silence and she sighed in frustration.

"No wonder these student's pick on you, you have to socialize if you want to be better for yourself" Her narrowed eye's squinting. I went off past her, before walking out of the room I looked back letting out my voice.

"To my answer in romeo & juliet, it's stupid...what's the point in sacrificing a life for someone you have barely know for a week and let the one's who love and care for you suffer...it's just so selfish"

my teacher never looked back at me

"I'll deal with you on Monday Ms. Bayrokes, you may leave"

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I couldn't stand being on the school bus, I sat on a single seat by myself having my head against the window. Kids on the bus were yelling to each other or on there stupid phones. I was listening to my Ipod classic. Though I'm not saying that I am droned to new electronics like everyone else, I still would never get through a day without it. A sudden forceful tug on my hair that caused me to clutch my teeth

"hey Yarela, why do you have this red crap in your hair... you look more freakier than before"

I looked to see a girl who was in the seat in front of me turned around with my hair in her clutched fist.

Looking back at my hair, it was brown but it was so dark in brown color that it looked black. Cut in a Victoria Beckman bob cut hair, with the front of my hair being deep bloody red in two big red streaks on each side.

I slapped her hand away from my hair, she glared daggers at me while rubbing her hand from the slap and she turned to sit back down.

The rest of the ride was either a crappy joke sent my way or a simple technique used to annoy me.

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the bus came to a halt and I took my chance to jump off the bus at the first chance. In which it stopped at a cluster of small houses along with local stores. This was mostly a local shopping district for people, but hey...a home is a home right?

After walking for a few minutes I arrived to my simple one story home. It was basically covered from an eye inch of red bricks. I took out my keys opening the door

"SEE YA FREAK-A-RELLA" the cackles of laughing in the background reminded me of a pack of hyenas I saw on the discovery channel. Slamming the door behind me I dropped my bag at the hallway.

"sweet-plum is that you?"

At the second a petite woman came stepped out of the home kitchen. Her curled midnight black hair twisted to a messy pony-tail with a few strands of her hair sticking to her deep olive skin, freckled face.

I sighed giving her hug, she was about 5 inches shorter to me but I didn't mind bending down a bit.

"Hi mom, how did work go today"

I asked walking into the living room while she went into the kitchen

"Nothing new really, same old boss barking up a storm..." my mom said before coughing

I smiled nervously but also bothered on how my mom doesn't deserve the stuff she puts up with all day, especially in her condition.

"that's to bad mom..."

"hey big sis!"

I felt pressure wrap around my legs, I knew that voice anywhere.

His smile so big it could show a few of his missing baby teeth in his mouth. His ruffled brown slightly spiked up a bit. His chocolate brown eyes gleamed like a little puppy begging for attention.

This was my little brother Nicky.

"hey shorty, how was school?" I asked prying him off my leg, for a 7 year-old he had a good grip.

"It was awesome! this kid ate mud! and! We went outside! and! And!..."

I hold his shoulders from shaking so much sighing

"I'm gonna guess that you had sugar cookies for lunch again didn't you?"

Nicky wiped the corners of his mouth making sure there was no evidence left on his mouth

"Mayyybbbeeeeee...it could be possible that I had one or six?"

I rolled my eye's

I headed to my bedroom, going into the small narrow hallway of the house to where all the rooms including mine where.

I opened my door shutting it behind me.

In this small bedroom of mine, it gave the basics. A simple single sized bed right to the corner of the room under the window sill. A book case against the wall right next to the walk in closet.

It wasn't much but it was enough for my taste.

I flung myself to my bed, hearing the rusting springs under. Glancing up at the ceiling, letting my mind wander. I could think of every aspect that happened today, but this was all to normal. I wish I could have told mom about it. But i know what she would do, in her trying effort try to understand my predicament would ask my dad for help...and there was no benefit of advice there.

I got up from my bed remembering that I left my backpack in the living room. Walking out of the room hallway, I saw my brother anticipating his eyes on the T.V, I didn't really pay attention to the cartoon he was watching. Nicky saw me getting my backpack

I stopped as I started to hear the theme song,

Our World's about to break.
Tormented and Attacked
Lost from when we wake
With no way to go back
I'm Standing on my own.
But now I'm not alone (Avengers Assemble).

Always we will fight as one,
Till the battle's won
with evil on the run
we never come undone

Assemble, we are strong
Forever fight as one
Assembled we are strong
Forever fight as one...

Nicky had noticed I was standing their, he smiled

"Hey Yarela, you wanna watch The Avengers with me?" he asked. I raised an eyebrow in confusion.

"The what-e-what now?" I asked but my little brother gestured me in a puppy look to come & see. I shrugged, I had nothing else to do right? I dropped my bag and sat on the couch next to Nicky.

In a few minutes, the show began with a fight scene. I didn't know who was who or what was happening but it kinda sparked my interest.

"It's so awesome! I just started on the episodes but so far I know most of the characters" Nicky said

his eyes never leaving the screen. I drifted off a bit to some parts, but Nicky never stopped shouting with anticipation. I grinned seeing him happy, in honesty he was actually the spark in this house that keeps everyone moving. Him and mom were like two balls of sunshine ready to

blow up into fireworks.

"you know, Captain America is favorite hero" I snapped out of my thoughts hearing my brother.

I saw that the show was at commercial.

"Hmm...wait you mean the patriot guy? Why?" I asked I saw him in a somewhat deep thought to put into words. He shrugged casually looking up to the ceiling.

"I guess because, he knows more to being a hero and...it takes any person to be a hero, if they have the power to protect everyone you love right?" he said

I was about to say something but the show was back on, but at a sudden instance the T.V was turned off.

"Hey! What happened?" Nicky said upset but surprised at the same time.

I was confused too until I had turned around from the couch to see who or what had caused this.

"Oh come on, you'll live... now give your Sister a hug!" my eyes lit up seeing Serena at the door,

Nicky on the other hand still seemed mad about the T.V.

I got off the couch, heading over to Serena in a tight hug.

"Hey Sis, how you doing?" I asked her smile reversed into a depressed frown, she untied her raven black hair releasing her long glossy curled hair.

"Nothing new, I tell you any person thinks they can become a archeologist if they have a shovel and brush." she said rubbing her head in pain.

Serena worked at a local History museum, she was the curator. She sat herself at the dinning room

table, propping her feet onto the table.

I heard the door open, there at the door stood a "6"'2" foot tall lanky man. His plain black business suit not very suitable to his outer look. From his thick rectangular glasses, he stared out to in a mist barley visible of emotion.

"Welcome home...Dad" I said barely looking at him. He hm-ed to himself as if to say hi then rubbing his 5 o clock shadow lazily, on the other hand Serena got up to greet him.

"Hi Daddy, good to see you!" she said wrapping her arms around him, he still didn't respond but still kinda hugged her back. I heard a small moan escape from the rooms. My mom had gotten up from her nap, she tiredly smiled looking her best to keep up an energetic look.

"Hello honey, how was your day?" she asked happily, my father only kissed her cheek while stalking off past her "I'll be in my study..." he mumbled off disappearing into one of the rooms hearing the door close.

My mom sighed looking at the clock "it's 9:41, you should be in bed now Nicky" she said

Nicky moaned

"Oh come on, there has to be a law against forcing a child to sleep" he said getting up from the couch giving Mom one of his signature puppy-looks.

"well until there is, then I guess your going to bed either way...have sweet dreams girls love ya"she said picking Nicky up and carrying him to his bedroom, he waved his hand to me

"Goodnight Yarela, I love you" he said almost sadly

"Nighty night lil bro" Serena said waving to him too but he didn't return the gesture, I wonder what's wrong?

Everybody had gone except me and Serena, I was about to go back to my room until I felt a tight grip on my shoulder. I looked to see Serena smiling at me, kinda creepy.

"Hey listen, how about me and you go get something to eat, I bet you didn't eat dinner yet huh?" she asked somewhat cheerfully. I didn't realized my stomach was hurting until she mentioned food, I shrugged

"sure let's go" I said she said great and we were both about to hit the door until...

"wait hold on, let me get my backpack" I said picking up my shoulder backpack.

"seriously Yarela, why do you need that crappy thing anyway? It's so stupid" I cringed at what she said but shook it off as me and her went out of the house.

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"Man! three things I love about Wendy's 1.) it's more fresh food 2.)it's cheap 3.)well...It's Cheap!"

Serena said cheerfully in a full hearted laugh, I smiled at her. She was 24 years old but she still acted as if she was my age. Though as we were passing a lot of people, they looked at her weirdly seeing a grown woman skipping like she's three years old.

"thanks Serena for taking me out to eat, you didn't have to you know " I said looking down on the side walk. Me and Serena were crossing over a small but high road bridge. It basically went over an underneath highway road. We were right at the middle of the bridge, until I realized Serena had stopped. She was leaning on the bridge railing , staring into oblivion. I went over right next to her, seeing the lucid view of the night cars passing by under the bridge.

Bright lights flew by, swish but radiant of the view of the whole town area.

"hey Yarela?... promise me something" Serena said feeling her gaze on me but I didn't see since I was leaning in more on the railing to see the cars rushing in the bridge.

"Hmm... yeah what is it?" I asked

her answer never came...

In my mind the world seemed silent for one second...

I felt a cool prick of pain came on my side ...it burned in pain

At full rush, my legs flew out on me...

My body felt light slipping off the railing...

a finale moment on the bridge before plummeting on to the street...

I heard cars skidding and yells of people... but it just faded...

I could have said my life flashed before my eyes...but nothing...just a simple plunge into a bottomless void...which no soul or light existed.

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As her dear sister fallen, Serena's face had shadowed. All she could hear were people's screams and cars colliding together in hearing breaks of glass and metal. She continued to walk away, limping off lifeless. The only visible thing you could see on her was in her grip a short blade and on her face, an all so satisfied smirk.

"promise me Yarela...that you won't come back"

(_in another world_)

New York, the city that literally never sleeps. Still energizing continuously,

But in the Avengers Mansion most were asleep. In one of the bedrooms, slept the mighty Asgardian prince Thor. Though in peaceful slumber, in the distance came what you would call a sonic boom. It was a silent boom, unnoticeable to any mortal in the city but to them was just a gust of wind.

Of course to mortals this was nothing, but to Thor...it was practically an atomic boom blast to him.

Waking up in a speeding jump off the bed, Thor's heart felt like it was speeding off at 89 miles per hour.

"What in great Odin's name was that?" he asked to himself breathless

A surging power had overcomed him in high manner, he had risen from his bed going out to his window. What he had seen was a curious bright light, it had circled itself down on a center area of the city.

Being the warrior that he was, he knew this may have spelled trouble. He opened the window, flying out into the sky to where the light was. He did not wish to wake up his friends, so he went on his own in hopes this was nothing serious to worry over.

Arriving upon this scene, the light had appeared 5 times bigger to Thor than when he was looking from the mansion. It surged like electricity practically blinding Thor by it radiance, Thor looked up to see that this power had driven from the sky. Ominous clouds circling around it. The energy had started to go out of control, lightning had hit in multiple places and Thor had effortlessly dodged all attacks at him with his hammer.

"What treachery is this! Show yourself foul being!" Thor yelled into the Skies of who or what had been causing this. He thanked Odin that there was no mortals here of getting hurt in this chaos.

Suddenly the beam of light had started to die out, the sky had unusually went back to normal slowly returning back to it's settings. Thor in all confusion had thought a great reckoning was about to afoot...but nothing. Letting his eyes drop from the sky, the asgardian lay foot at the small crator at which the light had hit. Smoke blanketed all around it, Thor had stepped closer still on his guard to what had landed onto the grounds of midgard. The fog had started to clear, in it a small moan had started to emerge. Thor raised his hammer in protection, but to what he saw...could not be possible.

"what trickery is this..." Thor whispered astonished to see but a child.

At the full gaze of the thunderer, was a young girl. Lifeless what so appeared, not in fear of a mere minor Thor stepped into the low leveled crater. He gently lifted up the damsel's form, he sighed in relief seeing her breathing soundly as if she was asleep. Thor kept her close to his chest, till he saw his hand was doused with a small amount of blood. Had it come from him? Until he realized it had come from the girl , he saw a blood stain at the side of her shirt.

She was injured, Thor was puzzled on what he should do? But looking down on her face, he knew he couldn't abandon her here. So at first instinct, Thor flew up into the air with the unknown girl still in arms. In the night, Thor went back to avengers mansion along with her. Back into Thor's room, he layed her onto his king sized bed. From his nightstand next to the bed, he opened a drawer taking out what appeared to be a small First AID kit. Which was a gift from his friend Jane Foster, In case if he had been ever hurt and she was not around...though he never really needed it.

He turned on nightstands lamp, lifting her shirt a little bit and bandaging the wound as Ms. Foster had taught him. When he was done, he turned off the light and put the kit away. He was about to leave her there to sleep until he heard a whimper, he saw the young girl cuddling her self to the bed.

He had smiled just a bit, leaving out of the room to let her sleep. He had decided to sleep in the Den of the Mansion, resting himself on the couch.

He still was wondering on what had happened tonight...

Why did he bring her here? Who was she? Where had she come from?

But it was late, so much was to be uncovered tomorrow.

For now, he had hoped he had done the right thing & if not...he was sure to hear no end of it from his fellow heroes tomorrow.

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