Can barely see right now and it's really starting to worry me because I have my contacts in. . . . And I just broke my left key on my keyboard. -_- Man, I'm just on a roll right now.

Wonder if I put my contacts in wrong. . . . Put in eye drops and it's a little better but not much. :P

Now I feel like I'm blogging or "facebooking". -_- (Sigh.) Anyways, I've had this story idea for awhile now so. . . . Hope you enjoy it. :P

FWI: This story is going to be FrostIron. Don't like it? Then don't read this.

Old Marvel movie: Next Avengers: Heroes of Tomorrow. That's where James, Torunn, and Francis come from. But this is going to be so much different than the movie, hence the lack of a crossover. :P (I mean, come on, they put Natasha with Steve! STEVE!)

1st Person – Unknown

I watch James as he packs his things carefully and so much like his father would. I sigh, shaking my head, and walk over to Aria's room. The door's open so I just look in and see her already packed up and fiddling with a bunch of stuff her father probably gave her. I frown, 'why are we so much more like our fathers than our mothers?' I wonder as I wander over to Francis' room. I just barley dodge an arrow when I look into the room and he is quick to retrieve it.

"Hey Vali!" He says quickly with a flash of a smile as he runs back into his room. I see that he is nowhere close to packed and I give him a very cross look as he rolls his eyes. "I'll be ready, don't worry."

I snort and he starts to pack slowly, mumbling something about Narvi being the "funner brother."

I chuckle quietly to myself as I walk down the hallway to Torunn's room. I'm not surprised when she's all packed up and sitting on the ground, meditating, her sword lying flat across her lap. I look into Ren's room and see him finishing up with his suitcase so I quietly move on to check on Narvi. Last I checked he was still sleeping.

I look in and see him flying across the room widely, quickly packing up frenziedly (still in pajamas) while my enchanted snake stares at him from its place on the bed. I smirk to myself and then walk down the hallway to my bedroom, shaking my head with a grin and a chuckle.

I walk into my room and put on my jacket and hat. I pick up my suitcase from off of my bed and then grab my dagger securing it to my belt carefully; it was a gift from my father, one that I treasure deeply. I set my suitcase outside my room and look down the hall seeing James do the same. I smile a little at this; at least someone else is ready.

James goes to Torunn's room. I watch as he comes out not too much longer and she follows him out with her suitcase. She sets it down outside her room too and then they go to check on the others. I turn around and walk down the hallway and then along the familiar route to the other rooms.

My dad's room is open so I stand in the doorway and knock quietly. His head pops up from behind the bed and he looks over at me. A warm smile crosses his face when he sees me and he gets up. He walks over to me and pulls me into an embrace. I lean into it, hugging him back, and close my eyes, wishing us to not be in this situation.

I feel someone ruffle my hair and look back over my shoulder at the other man. I smile faintly at him, knowing that I will miss him greatly.

"Gonna miss ya, kid." He says with a playful grin. "Take care of the others, you got that?" He asks me seriously.

I nod, smiling a bit more now. "I will, Tony, I promise."

Tony grins at me. "Good. And be especially careful with Aria." He says with fake seriousness.

I laugh and he joins me with a few chuckles. I hear my dad chuckle as well behind me and smile up at both of them, first Tony then my father.

My father puts a hand on my shoulder. "I'm going to miss you, Vali. And just remember, it was you whom brought me to my senses. You'll know what to do when you get there as long as you keep this in mind."

I nod with a small smile. "I got it, dad." I say gently and he hugs me once more. I hug him back before we separate.

Tony grins at us. "So, Loki, you've told him everything, right?" He asks my father curiously.

Loki nods his head solemnly. "Let's just hope that nothing goes wrong."

I chuckle. ""I may have one . . . mishap in mind." I say with a mischievous grin and my dad laugh.

"You are most defiantly the son of the god of mischief!" He jokes and I chuckle along with his laugh.

"Hey, that's me; Vali Lokison." I say with a chuckle and a grin.

Tony smiles and ruffles my hair again. "Come on then, Reindeer Games Part II." He teases me. I roll my eyes at him but follow him anyways.

My dad wraps an arm around my shoulders a little protectively, like always, as we walk to the cafeteria. I smile over at Francis' parents when we enter and they nod over at me with sad smiles.

Ren's mother smiles at me warmly. "Safe travels." She murmurs quietly to me as we pass by her.

I nod reassuringly at her as we pass. My dad gently pushes me into my spot at the kid's table and I obey unquestioningly. I'm the only one here whom will "kneel without question" to him, as Tony always puts it. I fiddle with one of the Rubix Cubes left at the table while Father goes to get food. Tony goes over to Pepper while Bruce joins Patty. I watch as Steve files in and sits down next to his girl as well.

My father, still trying to prove himself, serves everyone without having to be asked. Lastly he comes over with two trays of food and gives me one of the trays before sitting down next to me. I grin at him and joke, "what? Narvi have to fend for himself now?"

He chuckles. "Who's ready?" He teases and I laugh.

"The only reason he's even up is because of Zilra!" I laugh.

Now he's laughing too. "Zilra your ever obedient snake," he says while laughing, "still continues to scare your brother to no end!"

We both are laughing over it, just thinking about Zilra, the minion snake, forcing Narvi Lokison into submission, when Aria comes walking up with her hands on her hips, frowning at me.

I look up at her with a goofy grin on my face. "Want something, Sweet thing?" I ask cheekily causing her to roll her eyes darkly at me.

She huffs irritably, "get over yourself, Vali." She mutters irately causing me to chuckle. She tosses me something which I catch quickly. I look down at it curiously as she begins to speak again. "I found it on my dresser. I'm pretty sure that it's yours."

I grin as I study the intricate Norse runes carefully carved into the small square box. I quickly solve the riddle required to open the box and open it. I gasp happily as I pull out its contents giddily. "It's from Fenrir!" I cry out happily.

I study the beautiful collar with awe as Loki and Aria stare at it, studying it too.

Aria huffs, "from Fenrir? It looks like something my dad would design." She says arrogantly.

I grin up at her, my eyes sparkling with mischievousness. "That's because your dad influenced it and quite possibly helped to create it."

She gave me a startled and confused look. I just wave my hand dismissively and go back to studying it with a smile.

Loki leans over, studying it with a smile. "He's got a real talent for these gifts that he sends to you. What are you going to send back to him this time?"

I hum a little, running my fingers over the cool metal ginger and lovingly. "I'm not quite sure." I say softly, still in awe over just how amazing the collar is. I look down at the box and see a note.

I pick up the note and read it softly to myself yet out loud. "Dear Brother, I hope you enjoy the gift as much as I enjoy creating it. Tony helped me with it, as you probably guessed, and this time Butterfingers, as Tony sometimes calls the robotic arm, also participated this time." I chuckle a little at this. "Look on the inside of the watch, I left you a riddle that I found recently. I dare you to try and solve it. I haven't yet and our father, Loki (mine, I mean), still seems to be having some difficulty with it. Seeing as you are the smartest of us, I hope you are able to figure it out swiftly.

"Also, I hope I get to see you soon. It's rather boring be stuck down here without your brilliant antics making life so fantastically interesting and humorous. Tony took me to Disneyworld last week and all I have to say on it is that it was an awful place when it came to the number of people there. Other than that it was exciting! I do believe, however, with every fiber of my being, that you should not be taken there! You plus Disneyworld or land equals extreme havoc! Bad place for Vali! Bad!" Loki, Aria, and I all cracked up laughing at that. Fenrir has always been the funniest out of the three of us. "Anyways, I hope to see you soon. Remember, though, when you do come, that I am not your brother and I am not Fenrir Lokison. Tell dad that I love him and ask Tony about my first rollercoaster. Then tell Pepper, 'Disneyworld hotdogs and a rollercoaster ride sound like a bloody fantastic idea, don't you agree?' The look on her face should be well worth not understanding the inside joke, I think. It'll probably be even better if you say it while Tony is with her. It's a great story to tell face to face. Not so great in a letter, however. Miss ya bro! With love from your twin brother, Fenrir 'the Wolf' Stark Lokison," he ended.

I smile and Aria snorts. "I still don't understand." She mutters as she walks off ,sulking.

I look at my dad curiously. "Have you ever seen Tony act like that?"

He chuckles. "No. I'm pretty sure she does it to amuse you." I grin. "After all, even Tony agrees, it's obvious that she likes you." He says with a wink.

I keep grinning as I look back down at the fancy collar. "I hope that's true." I say cheerfully. "I like her too."

He laughs at this. "And that's another obvious thing to use adults, though it seems that your love of her is hidden more from the other young ones."

I smile and look up and around the cafeteria. I see Francis Barton with his parents, Natasha and Clint Barton. Ren Banner is with Patty and Bruce Banner. Torunn Thordottir, my cousin, is with her dad, Thor Odinson, and his wife, Jane Odinson. Aria Stark is walking over to Pepper Stark and Tony Stark while James Rogers is sitting down with his dad, Steve Rogers. He's the only one without a mother. I see my brother, Narvi Lokison, slowly making his way through the line, getting breakfast (which neither Father nor I have even touched yet), and being followed by my snake, Zilra the Commanding one (as I like to call her).

"It's good to see that everyone is ready," I notice what my younger brother is wearing, "excluding the obvious one."

Father chuckles quietly. "Yes, Narvi, the youngest one, the slowest one, and the one whom needs to get his ass into gear more quickly."

I laugh at the last one as Narvi comes over with his food. Zilra slithers up onto my lap and rises up so that we can look each other in the eyes. I grin at her. "I've got a present for you." I coo goofily. I try to fit the collar on her and have some difficultly at first with all the bells and whistles designed to help keep it in place and on her while still providing her the ability to move around. I hit a button by accident and hear Tony pipe up from a few tables away as I gasp in shock.

"That was Fenrir's idea!" He calls out at me.

I grin as Zilra freezes up with narrowed eyes full of suspicion and distrust. I chuckle. "I'm sorry, Zilra, I didn't realize he made you a suit of armor that compacts all neatly into the collar." I press the button again and the suit retracts back into the collar quickly. I don't even realize that Tony is behind me until I see his lightly tanned hand reach over my shoulder and fix the collar on her.

I look back over my shoulder and up at him. "Sorry, girl," he apologizes with a grin. "At least it doesn't have a helmet, am I right?"

I chuckle. "She would've killed us both if it did."

"Yeah," he laughs, "Fenrir warned against a helmet. There we go." He says as he snaps the last piece into place.

I smile at Zilra and she shakes her head like a dog would. The collar doesn't shake around or rub her wrong, staying on tight inside, but it doesn't dig in either and I see the delight in her eyes at this. I grin, happy that she likes Fenrir's gift, and scratch her spot. She leans into my fingers and her eyes sort of close slightly. I smile at my magically enhanced snake, now with a suit of armor carrying collar, and keep on gently scratching.

Tony ruffles my hair once more before going back over to Pepper and Aria. Loki nudges me softly with his elbow and I stop scratching. Zilra curls up on my lap almost immediately. I smile, remembering how light weight the collar felt when I held it in my hands, and stroke her head a few times before taking the hand wipe my dad is holding out for me. I wipe off my hands then the three of us dig into our breakfast.

It's time for us to go. One of the kitchen staff members, Zach, whom is also a friend of mine, hands me a medium sized blue plastic box and the device I loaned them. I grin and give him a big bear hug. "I'm going to miss you." I whisper to him before letting go and taking the box and device.

He grins at me. "Take care of ya self, Vali, make lives miserable, catch more rats with that," he points at the device, "make more friends, and most importantly, tell ya bro I say hi."

I chuckle. "Will do, Zach, will do."

He waves goodbye at me and I wave back a little as he turns around and walks off. Fury comes up to me and looks at me with complete seriousness and I mimic him. "It's up to you now, Vali. Everyone of these youngsters and the future of Earth now rest heavily upon your shoulders." I nod in understanding and grimness. He puts his hands upon my shoulders, looking me dead in the eyes, and slowly emphasizes. "I would not ask this of you if I did not feel that you could handle it. Take very good care of them. All of them. And remember to only say as much as is necessary; only as much as we have already been over." I nod again.

He lets go of me and my dad takes his place, hugging me in a strong embrace, burying his face into the crook of my neck. I hug him back tightly, suddenly afraid and tense. "Be careful, my son." He whispers quietly to me with a certain kind of sadness in his voice. I know that he has already said goodbye to Narvi but that does not stop the youngest of our family from joining in and making it a group hug. We silently cling to our father for a few more moments, suddenly feeling like small boys again.

All the other families are saying goodbye as well when Zilra slithers up and makes her way up to my shoulders. Father smiles and moves so that she can drape herself on my shoulders like she always does. She flicks her forked tongue, nipping his cheek gently in her own version of a kiss. He kisses his hand and presses it to her head. She maybe a clean snake, but there's still the fear of her animal instincts taking over and her biting your neck.

I secure the blue box to my suitcase real quick and slip the device into my suitcase as well before turning back around and hugging my dad once more. I then turn back around to view all who are about to become my charges in a few mere moments. My mind whirls as I realize just how much responsibility I am about to have, 'all of them, every single one of them, are about to become my responsibility!' I immediately felt dizzy with the sudden weight of the realization.

I shook my head a little and look at every one of them; Francis has been given a brand new bow from his dad and a pair of gloves and a small but powerful-looking gun from his mom, James' father gives him a new shield that was painted with James' design, Aria was given a small disc by Tony that I knew to be important in some way as well as a necklace from her mom, Ren received a necklace that probably held some sentimental value to one of his parents if not both, Torunn was given her armor by her dad and a journal from her mom, and Narvi and I also received our armor from Thor (Loki didn't have the power to do that) per Loki's request. Father also gave us special daggers and small journals that contained notes on magic and spells and had actual spells as well. Each journal is different as it pertains to our current abilities and knowledge. Father also gave me a small scepter that was his when he was my age. He had first learned magic and how to fight with it so I was completely awestruck when he presented it to me.

Now it is time to go. We all gather at the designated place. Holding on tight to all our belongings parents hug and kiss and say final goodbyes once more before backing away into a safe distance. I see Agent Hill stand slightly behind and to the side of Director Fury as all the others stay close to each other. I look once more at the team that we all dreamed of being on, fighting alongside our parents; the team which we now worry over the future of. Will we even get back in time?

I try hard to concentrate on the job at hand. I have to stop a few times and fight to calm my thoughts before I finally manage to calm them enough to focus enough to do this right. I do everything my Father taught me to do and soon we are on our way. No time for backing out now. We all hold on tight to each other and our stuff; we are a small band of kids that are afraid and now separated from their parents. We are on our way through time and space and there is no going back. Not yet. We are on a mission and we are not about to stop. We will make our parents proud.

Long chapter? Yes. Normally I go for at least 2,000 words a chapter and end up averaging around 1800 a chapter. This one is at 3,442 words exactly. (In Microsoft Word alone.)