Stranded: A love story
This story takes place deep inside a secret underground S.H.I.E.L.D facitlity where Loki of Asgard is being held after his attempt to become ruler of Midgard (Earth). Not only is he being held here because he is an obvious security threat, S.H.I.E.L.D also has plans to try to figure out loki's mental state and see if turning him into a possible ally is an option. To do this job they hired a top specialist who has field and psychiatric training. Calypso or as she is commonly known at S.H.I.E.L.D, Cally.
Chapter 1: Mutual Disdain
Ding* "Cally isn't this your level?" Director Fury asked with curiosity in his voice. "Oh yes. Sorry Director Fury my mind is else where today" Cally stated with a hint of anger. "You know you are better than that Cally, stop blaming yourself and get your head on straight, this is a very important mission I've given you." Pffft scoffed Cally, regretting it almost immediately under Director fury's scornful gaze. "I wouldn't exactly call it a mission sir, you want me to bring out a humanity in a man errr god? That has only shown signs of psychological mischief and deceit." "Is that not important Ms. Nelson?" This statement was meant to end this conversation, and it had. Cally had learned along time ago that questioning director fury's motives would only lead to more questions or answers that didn't make sense until it's resolve. For being a stubborn man he was rather wise she thought silently. They had reached a set of vault like doors with a digitized encryption code on the face. "Now cally the code is simple: Voice recognition and DNA sample is required to enter this section of the facility" Director fury explained as a small dropper came out from behind the digitized screen to prick his finger gently. Cally winced at the idea of having to do this everyday. "Now keep in mind there are sleep quarters, mess halls and other things to accommodate you while you are working on this level. I would advise staying the night often to save your fingers from going a rye." What a comforting idea she thought sarcastically.
The door opened to an entirely white level, This made cally rub her eyes as they adjusted to the brightness. It was a circular level with a large room in the center shaped like a circle as well made up entirely of glass that glowed with electricity surrounding it. This technology was new to cally, she was rarely surprised by S.H.I.E.L.D's newest advances but this energy field around this prisoners room was beautiful and glowed magnificently. After she assessed the room for a moment her eyes came upon a shroud of jet black hair sitting on a fold down bed on the far side of the circle. Suddenly she became aware that while she had spent the last few minutes assessing the room, her patient had spent that time assessing her. Her spine straightened and the hair on her nape began to tingle. She then realized that her eyes were meeting the gaze of one of earth's greatest terrorists.