Hi everyone! So sorry for the long weight! I know it's been about four months since I finished my last book and to be honest I was at a crossroad. Plus, all the stuff of what summer work and family were causing me I just lost the inspiration to type again! But! I wanted to go on and type out my 'legion' stories! Hint; their all individuals that C will meet in random shows/games/movies. And I'm hoping to make them all come together in an epic story of bad vs evil! The rest is for me to know and dish it out in more chapters and stories. I was hoping to do this one right after the FIRST Avengers movie came out; but as you can tell, I got distracted and discouraged. Yet, I've been wanting to do this one that tells a 'what if' right after the first movie, because it's important to all my future stories. Anyway, I hope you like this one and I apologize for any small mistakes I've made and for sitting on my hands these last few months.
PS; Disclaimer: I do not own any characters of the Avengers!
Escaped!? It's Her Turn!
I came home to a mess. That's how I'm gonna start this tale. It's awful when your gone a few days and come back to find your entire hotel room and territory a complete disaster! Cars smashed and burning smoke in the now ruined, concrete roads. Buildings looking like Swiss cheese and windows smashed all around through a five block radius! And dead alien-like bodies littering the streets like garbage! Not to mention the body of a huge, metal made, worm-like monster smashed into my hotel room! My room! My place of rest and what not! Gone! After my trip to Japan was successful, and hearing this was going on while I was away… Ya. You could say I was more than a little mad. I – am – pissed!
I am currently walking down Mid Town, my usual place for hanging out, only to witness how people were foraging in all the broken buildings. No one dare approached me. From the dark of night and what street lights were working, people could see the red reflected in my eyes. Those that did come up to me asked why I wasn't here during the 'invasion.' I just said I was called away on a secret case. Course, people who have been through a literal Hell do not wish to hear such excuses. I understood too, but there was nothing I could have done at the time.
I just continued on. Kicking whatever debris from my path with my thick, black, boots as I walked on and turned into an even more trashed up alleyway. That's when I heard a heartbeat follow up behind me, but keeping to the far left from me. I growled. Not only did I have to find a new place to nest, but kick even more ass than before! Do you know how many criminal rats spawn after a crisis like this!? A lot! And I'm in no mood to be mugged or picked on tonight!
He smelled male. A strong masculine scent along with heavy leather. I listened to how his feet hit the ground and assumed him to be heavy, but he kept a strong yet still distant pace from me, like he was observing or waiting for the right time to approach me. I wouldn't let him. If anything, I would make him wish he hadn't stalked me tonight!
Pulling out my favorite pistol, I turned toward the building he had snuck into and pointed it at his head, for I could see the blood pumping through his body as he came to a complete halt.
"Come out now, or I'll blow your brains apart!" I growled as my irises burned red with my anger. The figure immediately stepped forward and out of a nearby, door-less, brick threshold of the building to reveal his details to me in the flickering street light above. He was tall, dark skinned and had one eye covered with a black eye patch. He wore all black as well and had a face that reminded me of certain cope I knew. Only more worn and stern; like military. He wasn't heavy but looked buff as his only hair was on his lip and lower face; close shaved. He was balled head shined in the artificial lighting as his only eyebrow looked sharp over his dark right eye.
"You can put that away, Dampire C," He spoke with a cool yet firm tone. "I'm no threat to you."
"That remains to be seen," I said in my dark tone, yet he remained unaffected and unafraid. Impressive. No surprise to how he knew who I was. Most high authority's do.
"I understand you're a bit upset to come home after your recent adventure in Japan," He continued as he remained impassive to my gun still pointing at him.
"Upset is putting it lightly," I growled, letting a fang show.
"So, how would you like to hunt down the guy that did this?" He spoke as his eye stayed on me.
"I've been doing that," I hissed as I slowly lowered my gun. "I've been hunting around for clues ever since I got back! So far the only thing I found was his face on a broken TV screen in some junked store!"
"His name is Loki," He said and pulled out a tan folder from his heavy coat and sat it in front of an upturned garbage can between us. I raised an eyebrow after hearing that name. It's a God's name from old Norse Mythology, but why… "He's the one to blame for trashing Manhattan Island with an army of aliens." His voice interrupted my thoughts as I cautiously approached the folder and opened it. The same face I saw of the man was now a mug shot; beaten and worn but his green eyes still possessed a look of hatred and downright nastiness. "He was taken into custody about twenty hours ago when he recently escaped from his captives."
My eyes looked back to him as I straightened my spin. "Really?" I said in slight sarcasm and dullness. "You had the bastard and he managed to slip through your fingers?"
"He's known to be crafty and full of mischief; just like the days of old," He said and I had to put my hands on my hips, along with my gun, for I was curious about how he described this SOB.
"Wait a sec… he really is the Loki? Son of Odin; the Allfather of the German Gods of old?" I couldn't help but smirk at that, for it did sound like total bogus.
"You're a half-vampire, aren't you?" He countered with his own cool tone and my smile disappeared. "I believe it's safe to assume that most Gods still exist too."
I huffed and ran my hand through my black hair, unsure about this whole thing. It could be a trap to set 'me' up. After all, I'm sure some military crazed idiots would love to get their hands on my blood. Assuming they can use it… but still, to sink my teeth into the ass that wrecked my home is just too good to pass. But still…
"How do I know that you're not just yanking my chain?" I said with a smug smile.
"I don't make a habit of 'yanking on people's chains' unless I have to," He said also looking smug, but still stern. "I can direct you to the exact location he was last spotted in. You'll go in alone and have your revenge punch against him."
"Revenge punch?" I sneered in dislike. "You mean I can't kill him?"
"Unfortunate, he's still wanted for trial on the world he came from," He said and a low growl vibrated from my throat. "Consider this the price for hunting him down without any supervised authority."
I narrowed my now hazel eyes. For this sounded more than a little sketchy. There was just something that made me weary of this guy. Finally, I asked the golden question. "Who are you, really?"
"My name is Nick Fury. I am the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. Short for the Strategic Homeland Intervention Enforcement and Logistics Division. I am what you call a Top Secret Agent," He said as if it were just another roll in his life. I whistled. "There's a mouth full," I smirked as he just shrugged. "Why come to me then?" I asked the other genuine question. "You got to have some powerful people on your side to track down this fool, so why bother me?"
"Because I want to prove to Loki that he's messed with a world that holds more than just the weak humans he sees," He said sounding serious again. "I want you to open his eyes, so to speak."
"Really?" I smiled lazily. "So on top of getting my revenge for trashing my turf, you want me to 'school' him on how modern Earth really rolls?"
"Pretty much," He said plainly and without hesitation. "Though your right about me having some powerful allies, but I figured my best bet would be to hand the task to someone who's a little more down to Earth." I grinned as he remained impassive. "Sometimes I am," I admitted. "But you can get through to him better than my people can." He said rather sourly.
"Plus, he hasn't seen my face," I pointed out the obvious and he nodded once. To have a new person and be anonymous to this Loki was also an edge this Director needed. "You can guarantee my 'alone time' with this so called God?"
"And use any means you see fit; provided they won't kill the target." He said and I couldn't help but sigh with frustration. Sure I get to kick his ass, but it wasn't enough! I'm the Ghost of fucking Revenge here! I too make my promises of death come true should the idiot deserve it, and this guy does! But! Once again, I'm facing a wall. Sure I could punch it away and suffer the other consequences that this SHIELD will throw at me, but for some reason, my conscious wasn't gonna have it. But still, this was better than trying to hunt him down myself anyway. "Alright, I'm in." I growled out.
His face didn't change expression, but his eye seemed to shine a bit, like he was happy or excited as he took the folder and tucked it back in his coat again. "I have a chopper on the roof waiting for us," He motioned his arm to the metal staircase on the current building we stood next to. "Shall we?"
"I suppose so," I shrugged and followed him up, and I bet he guessed I would help him anyway, considering I didn't have many options on my table. Well I'll be. The man's a player. I smirked at the thought as we made it to the top of the building with ease and I spotted this sweet, Black Ops-like chopper. "Damn. You guys don't hesitate when an opportunity comes, don't you?"
"It's a good idea to weigh all your options before choosing what's best for a mission," He spoke calmly as we were met by one of his men as he opened the inner door of the chopper with a loud slide. I hummed in agreement and climbed in followed shortly by Director Fury. We buckled up and relaxed in our seats in silence as the chopper started up and took off from the roof.
The ride was less than two hours, for the chopper took us far out of Manhattan Island. But despite this awkward agreement I was eager to begin the Hunt! My nails itched to tear into something as my dark, vampire half pulsed within me. Though I appeared to be siting rather calmly, inside; my beast was pacing! Growling and pumped for the Hunt! I'm amazed at myself that I haven't dug my nails in the leather of my seat! But I kept calm using some of my mediation techniques. The one eyed agent didn't say anything to me, choosing to keep quiet while observing me.
When the chopper began its dissent closer to the ground I saw how there was only a few small, buildings around the area. The rest looked like a drive through freeway. "This is the spot our tracing system last read his energy signature!" Fury spoke in a louder tone over the blades of the chopper; even though I could hear him just fine. "Be cautious! He has a power to disguise himself to look like everyone around him! Not to mention some other tricks he can pull out of his sleeves!"
"God of Tricks. Got it," I huffed and unbuckled myself as the door opened. I was then handed a black, flip open phone. Old school these days but still in good use. "Call the number once you've apprehended him, I'll send a pickup ship to your location."
"Understood," I then turned to him and smirked, showing off a fang, "I'll see ya later!" Marking the ground for my landing, my boots leaped off the floor as I propelled myself forward and down in the air. It wasn't very high for I landed like a cat. The chopper immediately flew off into some other direction, but I didn't care, I have my pray to hunt down! Grabbing the sides of my coat, I harshly gave a tug to straighten it out and cracked my neck with a turn of my head.
"Ooo-kay, God of Tricks and Mischief," I smirked as I walked around to get a clear scent trail, "Let's get acquainted."
The Helicarrier
The chopper moved fast in the air as it ascended through the thick clouds in the night sky, for Fury was eager to break the ice with the rest of the unique people under his ever watchful eye. That, and he had to make sure a few insubordinates wouldn't butt in, as it were. Such as Tony Stark of Stark Enterprise for one; aka, Iron Man. He was always a rather bad thorn in his side. Yes, he had his keen trait for engineering and hacking but he was a loose cannon; literally. When he took matters into his own hands over Fury, it usually led to disasters for him to clean up. And Fury hatted it.
Another; Thor Odinson. Loki's older half-brother and the God of Thunder. If Thor found out about this dampire going after his younger sibling; despite his transgressions against Earth, the God would go after her and he didn't want to see the mess to that fight. Let alone what Thor could do to her, Fury would bet that C would be more of a handle for the God. Thus, the line between supernatural and divine power blurred again and anything could happen!
As for the rest, he was thankful to say they had more common sense than he gave them credit for. Two being under his command for the longest time; Natasha Romanoff (Black Widow) and Clint Barton (Hawkeye) are his best Agents in SHIELD and he encouraged their self-control during times of crisis.
Then there were the more neutral freelancers; Bruce Banner was always a more docile scientist. His character seemed appropriate since his counterpart alter form was the big, and muscular green fighting machine known as the Hulk. Fury had a feeling that he and C would get along on some form of similar ground. And last but not least; the patriotic soldier from World War Two; Steve Rogers. Known in his red, white, and blue uniform as Captain America. He was also more on Fury's side when it came to strategic methods and 'playing by the book' for completing missions. Yet, he doubts he would get along with another loose cannon like Dampire C. If anything he would only piss off the Goth even more with his 'speeches' on how to cooperate with people you don't like.
Fury rubbed his forehead over his eye patch, preventing a headache from growing. Sheesh. The girl wasn't even known to them yet and already he was thinking of the worst to how the Avengers would react to her. No doubt Stark would have a field day with her, besides all the snippy insults they would through at each other.
As he walked down the bright and narrow hallway to the meeting room, he came upon his first agent and Avenger; Clint. He knew that Barton would have a bone to pick with him after refusing him to be the one to tail after Loki. And that's why he refused. "You still should have sent me." The agent narrowed his blue eyes at his commanding officer.
"Which is exactly why I didn't," He said as Clint walked with him, obviously not threw with venting his frustration at the Director. "I know why you want to go after the God yourself, but it wouldn't be right. We need someone who can make the guy come to his senses about our world."
"So? Who did you ask?" Clint pressed on, his pace unchanging with Fury's. "Some off the records assassin? A Co-op that went dark years ago? Don't tell me it's that kid who swings around on a web with his –."
"You'll meet her after she brings Loki in!" Fury interrupted him rather sternly, telling him with a look in his dark eye that it was pointless to ague further. Getting the hint, Clint looked down a bit at his feet before entering the room that Fury was pointing him to enter into. "Wait! Her!?" Clint looked back at him in confusion, gaining the rest of the attention of the Avengers. The Widow was sitting next to Banner with Stark just to his left, who was playing on his smartphone. The Captain sat across from them as Thor paced behind him, but stopped to look at the two that entered the room.
"You heard me," He said and pointed at a seat for him to go at; which was right next to the Captain.
"Umm…. I want to hear this too!" Stark pointedly asked in his usual, sarcastic tone as he put his phone down. "What? Is it news on old Reindeer Games' whereabouts? Or should we call in better security to carry him off this time?"
Thor, looking clearly insulted by the man, slammed his huge fists on the table next to Captain and Barton, startling them both as the table creaked under the God's strength. "It was not the fault of the Guards of Asgard!" He bellowed out in his deep and demanding voice as his hammer, Mjolnir, swung at his hip from the chain on his belt. "My brother may be devious as he caught them off their guard, but do not beseech them for an act of treason!"
"I don't think Stark meant it that way," Banner commented rather cautiously as the God's huge muscles flexing.
"What's going on, Director?" Black Widow intervened before the boys could continue to fire off their mouths.
"I've found someone who can easily track down and recapture Loki," Fury said and Thor stood back up from the table, making Barton relax some. "She's highly recommended although not very friendly with others."
"A lone she-wolf, hu? Sounds hot," Stark commented as he went back to his phone, already board with the meeting as the others listened on with interest.
"Her name is Dampire C," Fury said, now re-capturing the attention of Tony Stark. "She's a half-vampire high bred. She was in Japan during the time of the attack and just recently came home to this… alien mess." Fury continued when no one interrupted. "Lest to say, she's not happy about her home being trashed by the green horn, Loki."
Stark snickered as Thor looked more confused than mad. "What is… a Dampire did you say?"
"A cursed human that's half vampire, half human," Banner said and Thor looked between him and Stark with uncertainty. "Cursed human!?"
"Vampires for higher now, eh?" Stark continued to smirk as if it was the greatest joke he's heard in a long time. "S'cuse me, half vampire." He quickly corrected himself.
"Why send her?" Natasha asked, weary of her leader's choice for such an important and dangerous criminal. "She might be strong enough to take on Loki, but won't she kill him for revenge? I mean her trait and tittle is the 'Ghost of Revenge.'"
"I do not like the sound of that," Thor spoke rather low as his face turned to worry and then barely contained fury at the Director. "You sent this – abomination to fetch my brother who will more than likely take his life for her own!?"
"We made a deal that she would not kill Loki," Director Fury reassured the God.
"Really? In return for what? A full gallon of his blood for her to drink down with her morning cereal?" Stark just had to make it awkward, if not disgusting too, to which both agents and Banner looked at him like he had just coughed on them while Thor looked a bit horrified. Captain, for the most part, remained calm and was calculating everything so far; much to Fury's relief. "What? Its what vampires do now, don't they? Besides hanging out in New York's finest Underworld parties."
"I didn't think you'd know what an 'Underworld party' was about, Stark," Barton lazily shot him a look of annoyance and before Stark could retaliate the Captain spoke out for once.
"Can she be trusted?" Was his simple and yet reasonable response to the whole thing.
"Yes, as long as she is left alone to do her job," Fury said and eyed at Thor and Tony with his mighty glare. The God just stood, transfixed and unsure about the whole thing while Tony just huffed and went back to his phone. "She wants her revenge. And she'll get it, but not in cold blood as it were."
"Because vampires like it hot and fresh," Tony commented smoothly which made Thor walk around the table to face Fury more directly.
"Tell me, Leader of Shield," The God spoke low and serious, making everyone watch him closely, except Stark, "What exactly will become of my brother if this woman faces him in combat?"
"She will fight him until he passes out, not from being beaten to death," Fury said than added moodily, "Even though she wanted to." This made Thor tense up but fury raised a hand to calm the Thunder God. "She won't kill him, Thor. She agreed with my terms."
"And what was the rest to those terms?" Thor pressed on, knowing that there was more to the agreement then Fury was letting on.
"That she'll teach Loki that humans aren't the only beings living on this planet," He said and eyed each member before going back to Thor's bright blue eyes. "That there are some creatures that not even you, Thor, could comprehend on what lurks in the darkness of our world. Loki needs to know that he didn't just threaten humanity, but what walks with and hides within humanity as well." He stepped closer to the God sounding more serious by the second. "You may have spent centuries doing battle with creatures as big as most of our buildings, but there are some things that just refuse to be shown in the light. Creatures such as Dampire C; who only wish to be left alone in their – lifestyle. And then there are those who cause problems in the Supernatural way. In many cases, they're the ones responsible for most human deaths and disappearances on this planet." Turning away from him he then faced the others; his two agents looking more sympathetic and understanding while the others just looked pain confused. Even Stark looked like he was gonna call the whole thing bogus. "I admit, Shield can only do so much for this world, and there are scattered teams across the globe making sure that Hell itself doesn't make its appearance any time soon. But – it is people like Dampire C doing the little things that make the better examples for us all. Hence, why I chose her to go after Loki."
Thor wasn't sure how to comment on that, for it was true he still had much to learn from this world, and yet he was tied to protecting it as well as his own world; starting with his misguided step brother.
"Now, you can all whine and bitch about this until the cows come home" Thor's eyes scrunching in confusion at the word cows, "but I want you all to heed and follow this order to the exact letter," The demand in his voice gave no room for arguments, "Stay away from Dampire C until after she has apprehended the escaped convict; Loki." Giving one last glare, he emphasized his point by spitting out, "Am I clear?"
"Yes, Sir," They all said in union, while Thor said nothing and Tony came out saying, "Roger, Boss." With that the Director of Shield left the room, his back rigid and stressed from the long night already. For now, all he could do was hope they would listen to him.
"Well, that was fun," Tony commented as his fingers flew over the phone like it was second nature.
"So now we got vampires to deal with," Clint sighed as he leaned back into his seat. "Not sure if I want to meet her, really."
"Half-vampire," Banner said in a smaller tone, "But I thought they were impossible to exist."
"Phff! Please! I bet it's just some Gothic girl just pretending to be one," Stark said as he pulled out his laptop sized notepad. "Just like any other dark chick looking to be all scary and shit."
"What is this term Gothic in which you speak of?" Thor asked, looking more interested this time.
"A label for those who live on the darker side of life," Stark pointed out lazily and spun the notepad to Thor with images of people dressed all in black and work strange markings and piercings on there bodies. "It's also the term parents use when their offspring goes all stereotype and independent for attention and become obsessed with death and graveyards."
"So, this is the kind of people Fury wishes to expose my brother to?" Thor looked more than unconvinced and disturbed at the morbid pictures of young people looking all depressed and eyes as empty as space itself.
"No, that's just how Tony is describing Dampire C," Natasha cut in and she ignored the dull and slightly insulted look that Stark gave her. "I've seen a lot of weird and dangerous stuff during my days as a rough agent, but… I really don't want to get into the subject of this worlds demons and monsters. Let alone all the aliens and Demigods we go after."
"I hear that," Clint said which gained the attention of the other four Avengers in the room.
"Wow! Really?" Tony cracked a smirk, "You guys are actually going to admit that you're afraid of the Boogie Man and all his minions?"
"Screw you," Barton bit back with hate in his eyes while Natasha just rolled hers.
"Well, I don't know about the Boogie Man, but I sure as Hell don't want to meet a wendigo," Banner said making Stark turn to him with an amused look as well.
"All these creatures that your mentioning," Thor said as he crossed his thick arms over his biceps, "They too have a… affiliation with this Dampire C?"
"Vampires are re-animated versions of a person who has died by coming back to 'life' with the blood of another," Captain said out of the blew which made them all turn to him in wonder. "I – read a book on them not to long ago." He admitted, half embarrassed over the subject as he turned to Thor to finish his explanation. "They usually come out at night because sunlight is harmful to them. If C is half-vampire than the sun shouldn't bother her as much. Second; they possess the strength of a super soldier if not more." He said, and rubbed the back of his head a bit. "Very fast and very strong. They have eyes that can see through anyone and possess a power of reading minds. So the book says."
"Doesn't that depend on what kind of vampire it is?" Banner asked, sounding more like the scientist he is in trying to solve a theory. "I mean, there is the ghoul version which is like a mindless zombie. And then there are the Aristocrat types that can control the ghouls."
"Aristocrat?" Thor asked sounding even more on edge than before.
"He means like a high noble or royal," Captain said and the God nodded to signal that he understood so far. "So, we have to determine which category this half-vampire goes under."
"You mean from mindless killing machine to a vengeful killing monster?" Stark snorted out while Banner sat uncomfortable next to him. By his look Tony leaned in and said, "Sorry, didn't mean you. But, I think you might have some competition coming."
"Tony, you ass!" Clint grumbled at him while Banner just waved a hand up to dismiss the some-what insult. For everyone knew the Hulk can be scary as Hell, but not under the supernatural sense and Banner knew that, although he still didn't like the idea of him and C going under competition as Stark put it.
"Well, to answer Cap-cicle's question," Tony moved on from the subject and create a wall sized TV screen with his notepad on the far wall. Appearing were random pictures that he had found so far of Dampire C on the internet. "I'd go with neither," He finished as they all noted how transparent her image looked and yet how dark and intimidating she looked. He even pulled out a video from some drug stores' security camera and played it. They all watched as this Goth kicked and punched three guys in black ski masks with ease. Even going so far as throwing one through the glass door as she sunk her fangs into the final criminal.
"Yikes," Clint couldn't help but flinch a bit at the sight of her drinking some random mug. If anything, this made Thor's worry grow for his brother. "I guess Fury was right." They all turned to him in question. "She is the right one for his objective."
"What? To scare the absolute crap out of a child-like God?" Stark said and when Clint didn't reply he only blinked several times at him in realization.
"Your brother really doesn't know what he's gotten himself into in coming to Earth, does he?" Banner asked the God of Thunder delicately.
"Apparently, neither do I," Thor said as he continued to watch the screen of Dampire C as she dropped the criminal to the ground after feeding upon him. Though she was transparent in the video as well, he could clearly see the glow of red in her eyes as she licked the blood around her lips. At this moment, he prayed to Odin for guidance in this dark hour and hoped that C would show some mercy for Loki. Yet deep in his gut, he had a feeling she would not.
Well, that's it for the second Chapter and I hope to be uploading it next weekend! Leave your awesome and encouraging REVIEWS in the box below and I'll see you all next time, for I'm just as eager to type out the 'revenge' fight of C vs Loki just as much as you want to read it! And how she'll react to the Avengers! REVIEW and have fun!