AN: This part of the story is set during the incidents of Avenger Assemble so none of the incidents in Ironman 3, Thor TDW and onwards will have any effect on this part of the story until later on.

Chapter 1

'It's small' Dekka thought to herself 'but it will do'

The room was small, lines of grime and filth lined the walls. Nails from the floor boards littered the floor, threatening to stab Dekka's feet. In one corner stood a small brown desk accompanied with a folding chair missing a leg and a lamp with a shattered light bulb. An endless pile of teared, scrunched up and ripped pieces of paper created an overflowing amount of sheets that seemed to swamp the desk.

Dekka walked up to the brown table and squinted at the writing. It wasn't that Dekka was illiterate or anything, she knew some words. The alphabet was vaguely recognizable to her along with a few simple three lettered words. However, she couldn't spell her own name nor could she write a sentence without difficulty. She swore that when she was younger, and had a roof over her head, she had learnt how to read and write. Yet all that seemed to had gone out of her head one day. In fact, her memory was horrible. How did she end up on the streets? She didn't know. How old was she? Never really thought of topics like that. She couldn't even remember what she did yesterday let alone her early years. Sometimes it felt like the only thing she knew how to do was hide. And she didn't even know what she was hiding from anymore.

In the other corner of the room she saw a striped mattress with no blankets or pillows. It had been along time since she'd even sat on something with the amount of comfort a mattress would bring. It was positioned underneath a small, box shaped window. The view of outside was dull; an empty street filled with crisp packets and other various pieces of litter.

It would do. She hadn't managed to land a place like this is several years, yet…

It would only do.

Dekka chucked her bag towards the mattress and walked over to the window. Leaning on the sill of the window, she watched as a group of teenagers walked past her building. They all looked around Dekka's age, maybe a year older. All wearing decent clothes, looking clean, money tucked in their pockets and other things that Dekka wished she could have.

She was 15 and lived life basically in solitude. She wasn't apart of any 'gang' or involved with any dealers. Once upon a time she had been part of a gang of women, she couldn't remember the name, they had run rampant around the streets of New York until their leader had been brought into custody along with at least seventy percent of the gang leaving only a few stragglers. Dekka flinched as she remembered being dragged into a cop car until something happened.

Something that she had tried to hide from everyone. But sometimes, she couldn't hide it anymore.

Shaking her head she rummaged through her bag. She found a five dollar note she'd earned from helping a few tourists with their bags, a knife used for when she traveled down the back streets, a few cents dotted around and a few pebbles which had somehow found their way into her bag.

Dekka took another glance outside, silence. The teenagers had gone, probably off to another bar, and she was alone. The sky was dark, taller buildings cast shadows into her small room blocking out the far away light of the moon.

She double checked that the door was definitely locked and the window solid. She prayed to anyone that nobody came here during the night, and threw herself onto the mattress plopping down next to her bag. Her night was filled with relentless nightmares.

…

"How bad is it?" A bald man with an eyepatch stepped out of a whirring helicopter onto a grey tarmac floor. He was followed by agent Maria Hill.

"That's the problem sir," another man replied, "we don't know." He was much shorter than the one with the glasses but was just as badass

All three people headed of into a large building, it was so massive that it was hardly ever packed even though hundreds of scientists worked there. The shorter man lead Director Fury and Maria down a long winding staircase.

"Dr. Selvig read an energy surge from the Tesseract four hours ago," Coulson informed the director.

"NASA didn't authorize Selvig to test it," Fury growled

"He wasn't testing it, he wasn't even in the room," Coulson shook his head, "Spontaneous advancement."

"It just turned itself on?" Maria piped in.

"What are the energy levels now?" Nick demanded

Climbing. When Selvig couldn't shut it down, we ordered the evacuation."

"How long to get everyone out?"

"Campus should be cleared in the next half an hour."

"Do better."

"Sir, evacuation may be futile." Maria put in.

"We should tell them to go back to sleep?" Fury asked, rhetorically.

Maria shook her head, "If we can't control the Tesseract's energy, there may not be a minimum safe distance."

"I need you to make sure that Phase 2 prototypes are shipped out."

"Sir, is that really a priority right now?"

"Until such time as the world ends, we will act as though it intends to spin on." Fury told her "Clear out the tech below. I want every piece of PHASE 2 on a truck and gone!"

"Yes, sir!" Maria nodded then turned towards a group of her own soldiers, "with me."

Fury continued walking until he reached a large lab filled with hundreds of different scientists racing about gathering data. In the middle of the laboratory was an out of place glowing cube surrounded by many different types of machines Fury couldn't even begin to understand.

"Talk to me doctor!"

"Director!" A man, fairly short, stepped from behind a glowing blue brick.

"What's going on?" Fury asked, his steely gaze set on the tesseract.

"The tesseract's misbehaving," Selvig told him.

"Is that supposed to be funny?" Nick glared at the doctor, his arms folded across his chest.

"No, it's not funny at all. The Tesseract is not only active, she's misbehaving!"

The doctor continued to go on about radiation and gamma until the Director called Clint Barton down.

He was tall, muscular had had a bow and arrow on his back. His eyes looked cold and emotionless and face gave away no emotion.

Selvig let them have their conversation and continued to work on the tesseract, it's energy bedazzling him. He was honoured to work for S.H.I.E.L.D and even more when he found out about the tesseract. Nothing this exciting had happened since Thor.

Suddenly, "doctor, it's spiking again."

Selvig rushed over to the monitors, his fingers tapping away at the keyboard. Then he sees it, he backed away from the monitor. How is this possible?

The tesseract suddenly started shaking, emitting blue streaks of deadly lightning everywhere. The blue cube starts to flare up and get more and more intense. A bright flash of white light came suddenly bursting out from the electricity sending Selvig stumbling backwards.

A cloud of smoke appeared, blocking Selvig's view. Guards quickly gathered round the cloud, guns at the ready. A figure crouched down of the platform, he wore a green and black coat looking thing and held a golden spear in his hand. Loki.

…

Dekka woke up, she was exhausted but she couldn't sleep any longer. Her stomach let out a large growl, to indicate how hungry she was. She quickly stood up and took a look out the window. It seemed busier than last night, mainly people heading off to work and school or just what they had planned today. Dekka also had a plan.

Slinging her grey backpack on her shoulder, she quickly planned her route.

She came to the decision that she'd go down the main road and stop off at a newsagent to grab something small to keep her going through the day. Dekka had always been careful when it came to spending money, she always made sure she had some might then head downtown to see if she could grab a few hours work of one of the vendors and if not she'd just assist some tourists with their luggage. After that she'd buy herself some cheap dinner and hopefully have enough money to repeat that tomorrow.

Stomach growling, Dekka raced out the door and onto a currently side street. She quickly made a sharp left turn and headed down a much busier street. She shoved past multiple people, each one of them paid zero attention to her, which Dekka was glad of.

She stopped at a small newsagent. When she entered the shopkeeper payed no attention to her, thankfully. She quickly rushed to the food section and grabbed a sandwich, can of coke and a packet of lays. The food in the this shop was cheap, probably explains why so many of the homeless came here. She quickly paid for her food, getting three dollars change from her five dollar bill and stuffed the potato chips and sandwich in her bag.

Once she had left the shop she opened the coke can, it fizzed on her a tiny bit but she didn't care. She continued to head downtown, knowing full well that's where the tourists were.

"Breaking news," the dead serious sound of a news presenter caught Dekka's attention.

"Did you hear?" The mutters of New York residents filled the street, this peaked Dekka's curiosity.

"As of last night, a miniature earthquake was felt across New Mexico. However, as of this morning these scientists have reason to believe that it was not an Earthquake."

Murmurs of surprise rippled through the crowd. Dekka shook her head.

'Why do I feel as if I know something?' She thought 'I've never even been to New Mexico!'

Yet a part of Dekka was telling her that someone was here, someone she didn't like.

Dekka almost laughed out loud, why the fuck was she thinking such stupid things like that? She continued down the street, her goal was downtown, thoughts of the 'earthquake' at the back of her mind.

…

Loki sighed. It wasn't time to make his move yet.

Taking a look around, he realised how slow it would take him to complete this 'project.' Whilst he did have important members of the group known as S.H.I.E.L.D on his side, it wasn't enough to complete the portal in enough time.

Four or five scientists milled around, doing research on how to contain the tesseract whilst a mind controlled Selvig experimented on the blue cube.

"Barton!" Loki called over to the archer who was watching the room with a cold the room with an intense stare.

"Sir!" Barton nodded his head.

"You said you knew many enemies of S.H.I.E.L.D, correct?"

"Yes!"

"Take me to them, I want more hands on this job."

Clint nodded and told Loki the location of the enemies.

"They're commonly outlaws who live on the backstreets of New York," he explained, "they usually live in large gangs."

Loki nodded, he wasn't sure what these 'gangs' were but he figured they were criminals of some kind.

"I wish to go there now," Loki demanded.

And before Barton could even mutter a 'yes sir' they were there.

…

AN: And….. End of chapter one! Give me any advice on how to improve! Btw i don't really want to continue AMD or BNP but I might one day idk… Also Dekka's name was actually inspired of a series I love called gone (she's my favourite character) that you should totally check out! Also it is a kind of Avengers Assemble au, it will also continue onto Thor: the Dark World and my own kind of Canon plotline and hopefully a sequel!