It Chitauri had corned her in what was left of a bank. She had managed to outrun it for a good five minutes but in the horror of what was occurring outside, there was only so far she could run.
Weighing the odds in her head, fighting 1 giant lizard spaceman was better than 10 in Bets thing had its hands wrapped around her throat pulling her feet away from the ground effectively cutting off all oxygen. Knowing she only had a few seconds before she passed out, she pushed her hands up and under the things arms, using all the force she had to pry them apart and loosen its grip a little. Wrapping her hands around its head she forced her thumbs into what she assumed by the shrieks it made were its eyes, using this distraction to completely push its arms away and snatch up its gun from the ground.
In all honesty, she had zero ideas how to shoot this thing and didn't even intend to when the shot went off, piercing the creature through its abdomen. The noises it made were deafening.
Stupidly thinking it was injured enough to not chase her, like every dumb horror movie victim ever, she dropped the gun and ran. Obviously, it leapt after her, only to be shot from the air by a jet of blue light thudding lifelessly to the ground.
She stopped dead in her tracks, turning to her saviour, to be met with the unnaturally blue eyes of the man who was responsible for all this chaos in the first .
She realised with some degree pride that that was the first time since all this started, that fear had entered her mind.
From a young age, she had been strangely able to sense peoples motions when she was in close proximity to supposed it was an innocent talent for reading body language or expression. And from this being before her, pure insanity was the only thing she from him and it terrified her. Why the hell did she bloody drop the gun?
Though, through the fear stood ever faithful logic, why would he kill the thing trying to kill you and then kill you himself anyway?Backing up a couple of sensible steps Bet gave in to her curiosity "why did you do that?".
He grinned madly "you know who I am then?" she nodded standing up a little straiter, prouder to show she wasn't afraid even though she was screaming a true Brit does. This made his grin widen and he chuckled a little "you impressed me".
This infuriated her, "so, because I am kinda good at fighting I am This infuriated her, "so, because I am kinda good at fighting I am somehow worth saving more than the thousands of innocents your army is slaughtering outside them doors right now?" this made his smile evaporate and his face twitch a little.
Somewhere in the back of her mind, the voice that always said her moronic attitude would someday get her killed quipped up with a little indigent 'told you so'.
Suddenly he was there hand around her throat and she was in the exact same position she had been only moments ago not that she was aware of second his hand wrapped itself around her neck it was if a rope around her waist had yanked her from her body.
The pain was the only thing she was aware it felt like a taser was being run over her entire body , as sudden as it began it halted and her senses were returned to her.
A cold stone floor lay beneath her, jagged edges of what felt like rocks bit into her bare skin. Above her, the sky was void of any light or life of any kind. The only light source available was an unnatural blue glow seemingly emitted from the rocks themselves. It was invasive to her burning eyes making her clamp them shut.
The only sounds she could hear were her ragged tormented gasps for air, the effort wracking her body with pain. Then without warning came a booming voice consuming her mind. "You will bring me the tesseract Asgardian, by any means necessary". And then, came the pain.