Just wanna let everyone know I don't own Marvel, or the Tesseract ( because let's face it, I can see myself getting slightly power mad there), or the characters (Except my OC Megan and the gran!) Anyhow, enjoy!

"Megan get your ass outta that bed! I'm not gonna tell you again!"

I'm strangling her in my head. Why do I need to get up this early when we're supposed to be on holiday?

1, 2 ,3 , 4 , 5, 6, 7, 8 , 9 , 10.

I don't feel any calmer. The self help books lied to me.

Dragging myself out of bed, I open the bedroom door and head straight to the bathroom, managing to avoid my scary ass Gran in the process. I clean myself up and head back to my bedroom, throw on some clean clothes and pull on my converse. Gran is waiting for me at the kitchen table, with some orange juice and toast. I sit down and practically suck up my food like friggin Noo Noo, and I wash it down with the juice. I get up and wash my empty plate.

"What are you planning on doing today then?"

I shrug and dry my plate, placing it back in the cupboard.

"I dunno really, I guess I'll just explore the rest of the camp. I'm sure I'll keep myself occupied. What about you?"

"Me and your grandfather are going to nip into town, get some more food, these cupboards are bare as anything."

I nod and take an extra key for the cabin from her, then rush out the door. I'm immediately hit with the amazing earthy smell in the air, and I breathe in deeply, I wanna consume as much of this as humanly possible. I don't even care if I explode. I live in the city, so all I usually get to breathe in is friggin car fumes and cigarette smoke, and lets not forget sewers.

Having a glance around, I'm actually not sure how I'm gunna entertain myself. What the hell is there to do around here, that I actually feel like doing? There's a kiddie park, but I'm a grown ass 20 year old, I'm too big to fit on that. Knowing me I'd get stuck in the bloody slide and cause a major pile up.

Swimming? Nah, too hard. I suppose I could just explore the woods, but there is a huge chance I'll get lost, never find my way back to civilisation, and be forced to become a wild woman, but hey, at least then I'll learn to be independent. Actually, that sounds pretty fun.

I head towards the woods, and I'm constantly having to shove annoying low branches out of the way, some of them are digging into my palm. But I have to admit, I am a sucker for some good ol nature. Screw the city, I ain't going back. The woods is my new home.

How long have I been walking? It feels like yonks. Wait, I'm in a clearing? I glance up, and there are no clouds in the sky. The ideal weather right? My eyes flicker back to the ground, where there's a large silver briefcase, just lying there. The fudge? Who lives something like that, somewhere like this? See this is why I don't understand people.

I inch closer, and kneel down in front of it. Maybe there's something super awesome in it. A magic lamp? A gazillion dollars? A ransom note? Well, I'm not gunna know until I open it. Huh. Look at that, it's not even locked. How lucky is that?

I place my hand on the top, and I have never felt cold like that in my entire life. What the heck? I snap open the lid, and unfortunately, no ransom note. Darn. But there is a weird smoking blue cube, so I guess it's not all bad. Why would someone leave something like this for anyone to get their hands on? It's messing me up.

Should I touch it? I should touch it.

A quiet whispering catches my attention, and it sounds like its coming from...the cube? I can't make out what it's saying, it's way to quiet. OW! The ice is travelling up my arm, and it feels like I'm being burned alive. WHEN DID I PUT MY HAND ON THE CUBE. I CAN'T GET IT OFF WHAT THE-

Ow. Holy crap my head. This is worse than any kind of hangover I've ever endured.

Hold on, why does it feel like I'm moving? And I'm staring up at a dark ceiling? Is it night? Ohhh gran is gunna tear me a new one.

I push myself into a sitting position, very painfully by the way. Pressure rushes into my head immediately, owwwww.

Is someone touching me? I glance to my left, and there's a man sitting next to me, his hand on my arm. I've never seen him before in my life!

"Are you ok?"

I'd reply, but my throat seriously feels like a desert right now, so I just nod at him. He takes his hand off my arm, and I have a quick look around.

Yep, I'm definitely in a moving vehicle. A van? It feels like a van. Wait, have I been kidnapped? This is screaming stranger danger. But on the bright side, the pain in my head is starting to dull. I didn't actually notice the other two men back here, and everyone's dressed in black military attire?

My eyes flicker back to the man next to me, but his attire is slightly different. I like it. But, there's also a gun strapped to his thigh. Oh. I watch as he presses a hand to his ear.

"We're on en route director Fury, we'll be there in a few minutes."

Where the hell will we be in a few minutes? I fist my hands in the bottom of my shirt to try and grasp some form of comfort.

"Where are we going?"

Ok, my voice is definitely very hoarse. I wish I hadn't talked, it's like sandpaper. Did I consume a tree full of pine cones or something?

"SHIELD Headquarters. Fury will explain everything when we arrive."

SHIELD? Sounds kinda medieval to me.

Wait, that bloody cube! It must have knocked me...unconscious? But I feel fine, apart from being groggy and in pain that is. I mentally scan myself over, and I'm pretty sure I don't have any life threatening injuries.

The vehicle suddenly comes to a halt, and I would've smashed into one of the men opposite me, had I not clung on for dear life. The door is opened from the outside, and the light from the sun frankly burns my eyes. The men pile out, and I'm gently tugged out by then man who was next to me.

My jaw has just hit the floor. I think I've landed in a call of duty game. There are tanks EVERYWHERE, and Jeeps, and so many soldiers I can't even begin to count. I let myself be steered into a building, walking through white washed corridors, until arriving at what looks like...a laboratory? Well, there are men and women dressed in white lab coats, surrounded by large computers and other stuff I don't have a clue about, so yeah, lets go with that.

A man approaches, and the first thing I notice about him is his eye patch. Arr matey. Better keep that in my head, do not under any circumstances say that out loud. He holds his hand out, and I take it cautiously. He shakes firmly then lets go.

"I'm Director Nick Fury, in charge of this SHIELD base. I'm gonna assume you have a lot of questions?"

You don't say? I nod eagerly. I'm so desperate for information I don't give a rat's ass who gives it to me.

"Well, that is Agent Clint Barton, aka Hawkeye."

He gestures to the man from the vehicle, and he gives me a mini salute then walks away.

"Can we get to why I've been dragged here?"

My voice came out a little harsher than intended, better tone that down a tad. He doesn't seem fazed though.

"We brought you here because you were found unconscious next to a very powerful weapon. The Tessseract. Did you touch it?"

I swallow thickly. Would it be better if I lie? I doubt it, I'm already here anyway.

"Yeah, I kinda did."

"And what happened?"

"I felt a weird cold sensation travel up my arm, it was agony, and I couldn't get free. Then I just blacked out."

He studies me quietly, then he turns, and an older man rushes over, clasping his hands together eagerly. The huge grin on his face is freaking me out.

"Dr Selvig, this is the girl who touched the Tesseract."

Selvig nods, his attention solely focusing on me.

"Nice to meet you, um..."

"Megan."

Ouch, the tenseness in my shoulders is really starting to ache.

"Nice name. So, I've been studying the Tesseract, at one of the other bases, and I have to say it is an amazing piece of alien technology!"

Fury sends him a 'get on with it' glare.

"Anyway, um, like any advanced piece of technology, it can be 'bound' if you will, to a living being, who then takes full control of it and can command it to do, well, anything they please."

Is he saying I've 'bonded' with the cube? They're both staring at me, I need to say something. What the hell am I supposed to say though? Oh it's totally fine, this happens to me all the time. Totally normal day actually.

"Are you saying...I'm bonded to it?"

"I'm almost a 100 percent certain, yes. Which means you can control it, which is very useful for us."

"So what, I'm a friggin guinea pig now?"

Selvig stutters, I get the feeling he's not used to confrontation.

"That's not what we're saying, but we do need your help."

The sigh escapes before I can stop it, oops.

"Look, I can't control whatever the hell it is, ok? I gotta get back to my own life, people are gunna be extremely worried about me."

"Don't worry about that right now, you could be one of the Earth's greatest Heroes."

I can't help the slightly hysterical laugh that bursts out of my mouth, and I don't regret it at all.

"We're serious. If we can harvest the Tesseract's powers, it could give us the ability to protect mankind for eternity, among lots of other things. It's extremely vital that you co operate with us here."

I shrug my shoulders.

I'm finding the urge to make a break for it, I don't want this responsibility. Yeah, maybe I'm the biggest chicken to walk the universe, but that's who I am.

"Ok, say I go along with this charade. What do you even expect me to do?"

"I think I can help with that, come over here."

I drag my feet and follow Selvig to a computer station, and a large counter top. The briefcase is on it, and Selvig flips open the lid, and I notice he's keeping his fingers well out of the way of the cube. Me and my curious fingers, sigh. I do feel slightly strange now though, now I can see it again. It's like some sort of distant feeling in my mind, like something else is there. I fight the urge to touch it again, because well, look were that already got me. And plus, I don't want to black out again, who knows where I might wind up next? Maybe friggin Narnia. Selvig's gaze settles back to me.

"Lots of technologies such as this are usually activated various ways, such as vocal commands, or sometimes more advanced ways such as with the mind. I would bet this is more power of the mind. So, I need you to try and relax, clear your mind of everything, and just focus on the sound of my voice, ok?"

Jeez this is sounding more and more like I'm in the middle of a psychotic episode. Come on Megan, let's just play along for now. I got this.

"I can try I guess."

I try to clear my mind of everything, which is so damn hard right now. Come on, I can do this, it's not rocket science. I've done meditation many times, I can do it. See? Not so hard.

"Ok, just listen to what I'm saying. Push all of your thoughts into taking control of the Tesseract, and creating a small energy blast. Much like a small laser. You can do this."

Power of the mind, got it.

Nothing's happening still! There is seriously no more of my mind power I can use. This is infuriating.

"AHHH!"

My head snaps up and I see some people scattered on the floor, a small burn mark on the wall above them, smoke still rising from it. Selvig grasps my shoulder, chuckling excitedly. But...I don't even...how?

"I was not expecting you to do it first try, maybe the bond is stronger than I first predicted. Want to try something more difficult?"

Oh, this is going to be so much fun.