So this is a re-write of my first Avengers fanfic The original one, is now a figment of your imagination that you can forget about. If you have not began reading my original story well good for you. You missed my screw up. The original will stay up until the first 6 chapters have been rewritten, so you can see the difference. Any way I do not own the Avengers or anything to deal with them. I do own the context of this story and my OC.

I laid upon the floor in my Aunts living room, fresh bruises littering my flesh; throbbing with a twitch of a muscle. Over to my right, the woman who did this to me was sound asleep. Her snoring reminded me a great deal of an orcs roar from the Lord of The Rings. Deciding it was best to not be in this spot when she woke, I rose. My body protested loudly, making me bite my lip to keep from gasping in pain. I slowly made my way to the bathroom.

Once inside the pale pink room, I glanced into the mirror. Right cheek was beginning to turn purple with a bruise, throat showed hand prints that were turning the same shade of purple, my lip dripped crimson as it held a very defined cut. It amazed and caused fear within me, as I silently wished,that I was no longer with breath. Desperately hoping that my blood would stop flowing and my heart would stop pumping my life source. What caused this to happen, was all due to the freshly dyed pink locks that flowed to my mid-back.

My eyes locked with the ones in the mirror, grey met grey. The only difference between the two, was the girl in the mirror looked dead; while I was very much alive. Slowly, turning to walk towards the shower. Turning the water on, before stripping from my torn and bloodied lavender laced dress. It had been very pretty, but now it would join the trash along with the rest of my nice clothes.

Hissing as the water felt like molten lava upon the bruises, but a gentle conflicting embrace for the rest of my skin. It was here I could allow the raw emotions to surface, only in the heat of the water I let go. Hot tears began to burn my grey eyes, as the first sob escaped my lips. While, the rest of my body began to feel numb, a war beginning to take place from inside my head.

'You are all alone, I am the only one that cares about you.'

The voice from the back of my mind surfaced, reminding me I had no one. My only friend was the voice inside my head, and even it was abusive to my person. Trying to make me into someone I was not; a killer. For months, it has made me think about taking my Aunts life.

'Look at your body, you can claim self-defense.'

It would shout at me, and we would start out little mental disagreement. However, as long as I held control I would not act on my thoughts. I refused to be locked away in an orphanage, or worse a mental hospital. Just because I sought revenge on my Aunt, so what if it was self-defense...no one would adopt a child who murdered her Aunt.

My entire being shuddered, as I turned the water off. Cold air instantly assaulting me, before grabbing the mint green towel to wrap snugly around my torso. Slowly, as not to awake my Aunt and left the bathroom and crept down the hall to my own bedroom. Quickly getting into my baby blue satin nightdress, before climbing into the bed.

Sadly, the scratchy material of my pre-used sheets and lumpy mattress, did not agree with my bruises. Groaning, sitting up and grabbing the remote for the television; turning it on to surf. Only stopping when I see what appeared to be the beginning of the Avengers. Sure enough from Nick Fury questioning Eric Selvig about the tesseract, to Loki gaining Hawkeye due to mine control.

Probably for the first time that day, I was happy after all this was my movie. Obviously I did not direct or create, but I did watch it religiously. Each time I did, when it ended...it always felt like heartbreaking. Yes, there were more movies; but the family bond that had been created. That was what I was looking for. Finding every character relatable, especially Loki. Sure, maybe I wasn't lied to about being an entirely different species, or being used as a pawn in the 9 realms. However, I did know a good deal about torture.

Now, not saying that world domination should have been his goal after falling from the bifrost, but I can see where he comes from. However, with that said...I much prefer reading fanfictions about him joining the Avengers and redeeming himself.

'It is just because you live in a fantasy.'

"Shut up."

"Sure, you can wish for the family you will never get.'

"Shut up."

'But, you will always be alone..and you will never meet The Avengers or Loki.'

"Shut up."

"They are NOT real!'

"SHUT UP!"

I argued with myself, before quieting down to listen for what would be a herd of elephants; I did yell after all. Surely, my Aunt heard me yell and would be charging in here. When I heard nothing, I could not contain the sigh of relief...she must had some hard whiskey.

Now, what was I thinking about..oh yes a family. Yes, I would love a family...especially one like the Avengers. I would love to be in one of those fanfictions where Loki is to join the team, but that would never happen. "However, I can still wish for a family." I said out loud to go with my thoughts.

No sooner that I had said that, my television decided it was going to cut out. Static filled my screen, before it cut back in to see the movie was over. "What the?" The movie had just started, but right as I was about to flip the channel; the screen went back to static. I tried to go to another channel, but it would not let me. Standing up even with the protest my body gave, walking to the television I tried manually. When that didn't work, I tried to turn the damn thing off. That did nothing, and well lets just say hitting the back only made it ten times worse.

Little white sparks began flying from the back, causing me to automatically fly back; to avoid being burnt. The sound of beeping caught my attention, making me believe that my television was about to explode. A black cloud of smoke escaped the electronic device, causing me to,immediately cut the power by unplugging the device. However, the television did not turn off!

Sparks were flying faster, and the smoke began to get darker; flying to my door. Hand on the handle when, my room was engulfed in darkness. Turning on my light, to see the smoke was gone; no sparks. The screen was black and the beeping was non existent. So, what the heck just happened?

My legs gave way as I now sat in front of the television, sighing as it seemed it was over; whatever it was. Right as I was about to get up however, the screen cut back on. I could see what appeared to be all the Avengers, surrounding someone who appeared to be Loki.

"Brother?" Thor questioned. "Do you promise to help clean up New York, and repair the damages done?"

Whoa, what? Confusion hit me hard, surely this was not happening. In none of the movies to date, did Loki do this; or was this talked about. In a fanfiction, yes. In the movies, no.

"If I must." Loki said, his voice quite snarky.

Well, that did sound like Loki with the attitude; but everything else about him was different. His word choice seemed off.

"You will not get your weapons back, until you can be trusted." Captain America said, making the two Asgardians look at him. "You will also be trained like a new recruit to the Avengers."

I was becoming more and more confused, where was this in the movie again?

"Understood." Thor answered for Loki, who looked like he was against being trained as a recruit. Loki had his eyes narrowed, as he slowly nodded.

Tony eyed him. "You will stay away from Bruce. Except at meal times."

I didn't know whether to laugh or not as I began to get up, whatever this was. It was a good prank, who did it I applaud them; but this was ridiculous. I would leave it on to watch, while I tried to sleep.

Turning my as I went to turn off the light, expecting to see darkness with a slight white light from the the screen. Instead, my room was engulfed in bright lights. What looked to be a rainbow effect, but with the colors pink, baby blue, and gold being the dominant ones. Turning quickly, only to see what appeared to be a black hole where my tv should be.

"Holy shit!" Was the only shout I could give, before I was sucked into whatever the black hole was. Becoming extremely, nauseated as it felt like my stomach was churning dangerously. My head spun and began to ache, as a cloud of darkness appeared in front of my eyes.

I thought I had passed out, until the darkness cleared. The nausea and headache stayed, as I was surrounded by what appeared to be a blue sky.

"BLUE SKY!" I screeched, before gravity took affect and I was falling. The only thing escaping my lips, was a loud inhuman like scream.

I had chills as I wrote this. My word I think this is a much better start, would you agree? Leave your comments please.

Nature Faustus