I am a goddess of war and courage, a warrior, and the lover of the king's youngest son, Loki Odinson. We met at a young age when his brother, Thor Odinson, found me fighting with other boys, beating them up which struck him as odd. He was impressed with my skills and wished me to be his companion in battle. It must have been strange, children speaking of fighting but he had every right. He is bound to be the next king so he must create an army for himself. I met his brother when Thor showed me around his towering home. Loki was a quiet child who was submerged in his books. It was almost love at first sight at that age for the both of us. Thor would get annoyed with how much time we would spend together. He'd try to pry us apart but nothing could tear me away from his brother. Years past and our bond became stronger. Thor had become a brotherly figure to me between his constant teasing and over protectiveness. Nowadays he has become more distant with thoughts of becoming king. It worries me but I still trust his judgement. Loki on the other hand doesn't. I am truly torn between the two and despise it when they ask me to take sides. How can you take sides between the person you love and the person you consider family? But after that day, that ambush on Jotunheim, that's all it was. A battle of whose side you chose. Because Loki wanted to rule Midgard, I wanted to protect it. Humans are a curious race that are so similar yet so different then Asgardians. I came to become friends with some and enemies with others, the enemies that took me hostage a log with Loki's staff. I've been stuck here, in this unfamiliar place, waiting for my friends to save me.

"Those stupid Americans are coming after us!" a voice echoed from outside my cell. I looked to the transparent door that almost mocked me, almost reminding me of my freedom that was so close yet so far away. The two others trapped here, the twins, walked past my door, stopping to look at me. They have become friendly, teaching me their language and in turn I taught them mine.. "Please, release me," I said as I pulled at the restraints that even kept me, a god, entrapped here.

"I'm sorry my friend. We don't have the key. You are safer in there anyway," Pietro said as he put his hand against the transparent door.

"Please Pietro! I'm begging you! Wanda, please, just do something!"

They looked to each other before giving me a sympathetic look.

"I'm sorry. We will come back to you when we can," Wanda said before she walked away but Pietro stayed behind, staring at me with sad eyes.

"Go Pietro. Save yourself, I'll take care of whoever comes," I said as I hung my head in shame.

"I'll come back, Athena. I swear it."

He disappeared in a blink of an eye, leaving me alone in this cell. As I pulled harder at the restraints holding my arms to the wall, a shock of electricity went through my body. I cried out in pain as I twitched and convulsed, hoping it'd stop.

"You'll never escape. You'll always be a part of hydra now," a thick accented voice of venom said almost creeping up on me. I looked to see Struker, that damn man with that stupid glass over his eye. He really made me want to unleash all the power of Asgaurd on him.

"Here to mock me," I spat at him.

"That wasn't my first intention. You're American friends have come to save you but they will never find you."

"They can outsmart you. You're nothing compared to them."

"Wrong. You are nothing compared to me. Even things of earth can bring you to your knees."

"You watch your tongue!"

"Or what? What will you do? You have no weapon, no power, nothing. You are a sad excuses for a god."

As he walked away I couldn't help but try and focus on using my magic but there was another strong electric pulse go through me. They are smart to keep me from using magic but it is a painful way to keep me at bay. As I struggled to break free, the sound of gunfire and fighting echoed from the stone walls. 'Please, find me,' I thought to myself as I listened for any sound, any thing.

"Athena!" Athena!" Steve yelled as he ran around the hydra base, searching for his friend, his partner, his love interest.

"Any sign of her?" Tony's voice chimed in through an ear piece.

"Not yet. Did you find anything?"

"Yea, Athena's swords actually. Now I'm looking for the staff."

"Great. I'll keep looking for her."

As he searched through the stone walls he ran into an old enemy, Struker. "Ah, the man of America," the Russian said with disgust and fake optimism.

"Where is she?" Steve demanded as he took a step towards Struker.

"I don't know who you speak of."

"Athena. We know you have her here."

"I know of no girl."

"You tell me where she is now and this ends quickly for you."

As he threatened Struker, a force blew him back. As he gathered himself, trying to figure out what could have caused him to be knocked down, a door slammed closed.

"You have to be faster than that," Struker said as he laughed mockingly at Steve.

Within a moment, he kicked his shield into Struker and had him pinned up against a wall.

"She's in the basement," Struker struggled to say as Steve cut off his air supply.

"Thank you. Was it that hard?"

He grabbed his shield before running off to the basement, hoping to see Athena once again.

"Athena! Athena are you here?!" a voice yelled making me perk up.

"Here! Over here!" I yelled as hope sparked within me.

Steve ran past only to turn back and look towards me. "Oh Athena," he said as he saw my disheveled form.

"I'm so happy to see you," I said as I struggled to hold back tears.

"I'm going to get you out of there. Just hang on."

He took a few steps back and tried to throw his shield against the transparent door but it only bounded the shield back at him. "Damn. This is strong."

"Out of the way," a familiar bellowing voice said. I looked to see Thor standing before the door.

"Please, break it open!" I begged, wanting to be free once again.

Thor spun his hammer and hit it against the door, causing it to shatter. But there must of been some sort of trick to it. Once it was broken open a sting electric shock went through me and had no intent on stopping. As I yelled in agony, Thor quickly grabbed the restraints, pulling at them but even he couldn't break them.

"Brace yourself," he said before he used his own lightning against the restraints. They soon burnt out and clicked open, causing my arms to flop down beside me.

"Thank you," I said weakly to Thor as I rubbed my raw bleeding wrists.

Thor suddenly hugged me so tight I'm sure I would have been snapped in two if he held onto me any longer. "I've missed you my friend," he said as he now cradled me instead of crushing.

"As have I," I said as I used all my strength to keep myself from collapsing to the floor.

"We must get you out of here."

"Please. I want to leave."

Thor held me a way people would hold their bride before he ran through the halls and out to the world I've been deprived of.

"I'm free."