Summary: For Chrystal, life was never easy. But after the invasion on Manhattan, she finds herself in the custody of The Avengers, earth's mightiest heroes. "Pfft, heroes my ass. Tony's just as threatening as a box of kittens." Rated T for language, OC (sort of), and awkward moments.
Characters: Loki, Thor, Prof. Banner/Hulk, Hawkeye/Clint, Black Widow/Natasha, Iron Man/Tony Stark, Capt. America/Steve, Nick Fury, +Others
How's it going guys? It's been a while :D
This is just to try getting out of my writer's block I've been having for awhile, sorry if it isn't good. My writing skills are a bit rusty.
Well…
Where should I begin?
Guess I should introduce myself.
My name is Chrystal Laufrey. Or at least that's what everyone says. I know for sure my first name is Chrystal, but I'm not so sure of my last name.
You see, judging by what my records say, my father mysteriously disappeared while my mother had just suddenly died out of the blue. And as you can see, I don't know a whole lot about myself. But that's OK, I guess. I mean, it kinda gives me this 'cool' and 'mysterious' air.
Then again, I'm not like normal kids, so it makes sense. I'm significantly taller than most kids my age, I can hold my own against a grown man, and I look just plain unnatural. I'm a blonde with deep green eyes.
...Actually, that sounded pretty normal.
It's just that people say the color of my hair and eyes are just… different. No one really elaborated on this, but I didn't really care. I have some self-esteem, you know. Besides, anyone who did say anything would have to answer to my fist. If I felt like it, of course. I'm not THAT barbaric. Besides, I play smart. I feel like more of a tactician than a warrior.
…You guys are probably bored out of your minds right now. Guess I'll just skip to the interesting part then.
You see, the place I was housed in was located in Manhattan. It was a semi-normal day, I guess.
I was looking out through the window when I saw Iron Man, aka, Tony Stark, zoom past me. I wasn't really surprised; he kinda did this on a daily basis. But something seemed different. He seemed more rushed, more… worried.
I found out what exactly he was worried about a few minutes later when a large, black hole suddenly appeared in the sky. Alien-like creatures suddenly flew out of it, arriving onto Manhattan, destroying everything without a second thought.
One moment I was relaxing on my bed, the next, I found myself right in the line of fire. With a spear pointed at my forehead.
Lovely.
Third Person
Captain America looked around, desperately searching for any sign of Stark or Prof. Banner. Nothing. He bit his lip as he watched Black Widow take down another one of those aliens.
No, he thought, shaking his head as he turned away and surveyed at his surroundings. He could focus on finding Banner and Stark later. As of now, he needed to help the civilians stranded on the streets.
"Black Widow, you and Hawkeye take care of the aliens that cross your path. The fewer aliens we have, the better. I'll try to lead as many civilians as I can to safety."
Black Widow nodded in agreement, knocking off an alien from his hovering air-scooter, or whatever you called it.
He ran past through the destroyed streets and scanned the area. That was when he noticed a rather bulky-looking alien towering over a defenseless blonde girl. She glanced to the side and noticed him staring at her. She smirked and pointed at him. "Look, a distraction!"
The alien whipped its head around and let out a feral hiss.
The blonde took advantage of the moment and quickly knocked the alien off its feet, grabbing the creature's spear in the process, successfully disarming it.
He raised an eyebrow, his expression showing both confusion and admiration. She gave him a wild grin before walking over to him. "Thanks for the distraction man. I managed to grab ahold of this," She handed him the spear. "Hope it'll be able to help you a bit."
He nodded slowly, all emotion disappearing from his features. "You must leave. The city is a war zone now," He pointed at the huge traffic jam near the bridge. "Just keep running until you've successfully crossed the bridge. Don't look back, understood?"
She smirked and nodded. "Alright Mr. Six-Pack." She teased, turning back to walk towards the bridge. "By the way… The name's Chrystal." She gave him a small smirk before running off in the direction of the bridge.
He sighed as a ghost of a smile appeared on his lips. "Kids these days…" He muttered, shaking his head as he grabbed his shield and began running towards Stark Tower.
Unbeknownst to him, the very same blonde girl he had just 'rescued' was secretly following him, just out of earshot and sight.
"Now, let's see who you really are Captain Manly…" She grinned, running towards Stark Tower at full speed.
Curiosity did kill the cat.
Chris
I can honestly say that when it comes down to serious situations, I always have the worst luck.
Firstly because I lost Mr. Muscle Shirt when I bent over for a few seconds to tie my shoes. I thought he was just hidden behind some rubble, but that ended up with me getting lost.
Why?
YOU TRY GETTING AROUND IN A ALIEN-INFESTED CITY.
Sure, you can keep silent while walking of course, but do you know how hard it is to do that when there's wreckage all over the place?! I had to hide in a DUMPSTER! A DUMPSTER!
This better be worth it, or I'll just screw everything and jump off Stark Tower.
To be honest, that seems like a really good idea at the moment. And it wasn't because I was being cornered by an alien again, (Hey, I'm not THAT helpless.) it was because I somehow found my way into Stark Tower. I kinda suspected the police to jump out of nowhere and arrest me, but hey, we were under an alien invasion.
So you know, screw the rules, I guess?
This reminds me of a riddle I heard before. 'What is a crime that is punishable if attempted, but not if committed?'
Pfft, that was way too easy, it was obviously suicide. I had an affinity for mind games, knowledge tests, and riddles.
Great, now I sound narcissistic.
...Aaaaaand I somehow ended up in the elevator.
My short attention span be damned.
I sighed and leaned on the wall. I was being taken to the second-to-the last floor. You know, the one right below the roof level. If you count that as level, that is. I was still in the second floor as the elevator began to get higher. Looks like I had some alone time.
...Interpret that any way you like.
Third Person
Hawkeye smirked as he watched Loki being restrained by the bigger Thunder God. "Looks like everything's over." He sighed, retracting his bow and leaning onto what remained of Stark's kitchen.
"Yeah, so..." Tony clasped his hands together. "Who exactly is going to pay for all this?" He gestured around the remains of his living room.
"I am sorry, Man of Iron. I do not have the green paper you Midgardians give each other. Could I be of any other assistance to atone for my brother's destruction?" Thor asked, gripping his brother's arms to ensure there was no way for him to escape.
He shrugged. "Nah, it's fine." He walked over to the fridge containing his drinks. "I'm a billionaire, remember? I was just messing around with you. Want a drink?"
Thor opened his mouth to say something when a sudden noise startled everyone in the room. All of them quickly took their defensive stances.
"Another one?!" Black Widow hissed, glaring daggers at the dimly lit elevator.
Hawkeye held his breath and grasped his bow as the elevator doors opened...
Revealing a 16 year old blonde girl.
"...Did I interrupt something?"
Everyone sighed in relief and relaxed, while Tony raised an eyebrow at the girl. "Well, we were just about to give a toast to ourselves for defeating the bad guy who trashed Manhattan. Oh, and visit this Shawarma place later. You?"
Black Widow gave him a look then turned to the blonde. "What exactly are doing here? Didn't anyone tell you to head to the bridge?"
She shrugged and cautiously took a step forward. "I got bored and decided to follow the buff dude over there," She jabbed a finger in Captain America's direction. "Thanks for saving my ass back there, by the way." She turned to Tony. "And how old do you think I am? Six?"
He laughed and raised the glass filled with what was most probably champagne. "You got spunk kid, I respect that."
Thor, who was still holding onto a very displeased Loki, walked towards her, his tall form towering over her own. "Man of Iron, who is this girl? She does not appear to be an agent of Fury's."
Chris opened her mouth to say something when Loki suddenly directed his gaze at her.
Their emerald eyes met and a strange sensation began to take her over.
Pain surged through her body as she let out a piercing wail and fell to the ground. Loki seemed to share the experience as he hissed in pain as he began to shake violently. Thor, in his panic, let go of said trickster, letting him collapse on the ground.
The two were suddenly engulfed with a bright light.
Thor's eyes widened when the light began to dim.
"A... A frost giant?!"
Both Loki and Chris had suddenly changed in appearance. Their emerald eyes were replaced with an unfeeling scarlet, and their skin turned into a light shade of blue.
Chris stared at her hands in horror. "N-No... No..! NONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONO!" She began to scream, tears flowing down her rosy cheeks. She whipped her head around to look at Loki, who was panting heavily. "WHAT DID YOU DO?!"
Hawkeye narrowed his eyes and cursed, raising his bow. "You better not have hurt her, or I swear I'll-
Thor blinked once. "Don't tell me..! Sharpshooter, lower your weapon! He has not caused any harm!"
Chris looked at him with an incredulous stare. "NO HARM?! I'VE BEEN TURNED INTO A FUCKING SMURF!"
Thor gently grasped her shoulder. "Calm yourself Hel! If you continue freaking out, you might end up looking like a Jotun forever!"
Questions began to swirl in her head in Chris's head. Why did he say Hel? What was a Jotun? But all that didn't matter to her. If the man's words were correct, and staying calm would maybe revert her to her original appearance, she needed to try keeping calm. Anything to bring back the appearance she once loathed. Her old appearance was definitely better than the one she currently had.
She took a deep breath and nodded, closing her eyes to try and forget her current situation. You must think of calming thoughts, she silently told herself. Think of mom. Just focus on her. Just remember calming thoughts.
That's when they all came back.
Those sweet memories of her childhood. Her mother silently reading her a bedtime story, her mother gently rocking her back and forth to get her to sleep, and her mother whispering comforting things into her ears to quell her tears.
That was enough.
She opened her eyes to see everyone, except Loki who had fallen unconscious, staring at her. She looked back at her hands. They had returned to their original color. She smiled and let out a soft sigh of relief.
Tony, who had frozen when he was just about to put the drink in his mouth, dropped the wine glass in shock. "Uh... Mind explaining what just happened Mr. Thunder God?"
Thor ignored him. "Hel, are you alright? Was that your first time turning into a Jotun?"
That sounded perverted, the small voice inside her head giggled. Well at least that didn't scare me enough to kill my sense of humor, she thought bitterly. "Look," she gave a tired sigh. "I don't know what you're talking about. My name's Chrystal, and I have no idea what a Jotun is, so please kindly leave me the fuck alone."
Thor frowned at her and held her in place. He shook his head sadly. "So you don't remember... I was hoping that wasn't the case..."
"What?"
Thor turned to the rest of the Avengers, most of them still frozen from shock. "We need to bring her with us."
It suddenly turned bleh. Gaaaaaah, I most write more, orz.
Hope you enjoyed ;w;