Your POV
You came home excitedly from school. Today was your birth-day. Not only was it your birth-day it was the day you finally became a teenager. That's right. Today was your 13th birthday. Now originally you would be really scared and frightened to go home after school, because of your mom. Now today rather then the fact of it also was your birth-day, it was the day that your father died. You see 4 years ago on your birth-day you and your dad went to the movies. At the theater there was a stick-up. The man had a gun. He shot a bullet at you, your father got in the way. He stopped the bullet from hitting you by shielding you with his body. Shortly after that your mom became a raging alcoholic. Your older brother left and took your 3 younger siblings with him, therefor dumping your mother on you. Were is he now? You have no fucking clue. But today she promised no drinking, totally sober just for you.
You ran into the living room to see your mother on the recliner, sprawled about in a lazy fashion. You looked next to her. There right next to the recliner was an empty 6 pack.
"Mama." you say. She turns her attenchin away from the T.V and looks at you, she smiles.
"Hola mija. You look beautiful, like a little adult. My beautiful Latino daughter." she says, slurring some of the words. You turn stiff, and stare directly at her. Disappointment all over your face.
"Why soon it'll be your Quinceañera." she says in a chuckle. You sigh.
"Ma that isn't for another two years." you say in a soft voice, you felt tears start to build up.
"Mama, you promised me that you wouldn't drink today." you say chocking on your words. You see your mother stand up in a fit of rage.
"How could I not?! If it weren't for you your Father would still be here! You were the one who wanted to go to that dame theater, its your fault he's dead!" she yelled at you. By this point you weren't trying to hold back any more tears.
"So why don't you make like your brother and leave." she says.
"B-but-"
"GO!" she screeches at you. You run out the door tears rushing down your face, you ran all the way to your special place. Past the park, over the bridge ,and three turns away from the big Oak tree. It was a little gazebo right in the center of a small meadow. You actually think that this meadow was right in the middle of the forest actually. You walk over to the gazebo. A ton of your shit was there. You even had a couch and a car battery there. The car battery to charge your phone, and the couch for over-night stays. You went over and fell onto the couch. You cried and sobbed into the dirty cushions of the couch. After about five minutes of straight crying you sit up and wipe your. You look over at your side and realize that you still have your one strap book-bag on. You sigh and pull out a piece of paper. It was a drawing, It was one of you and the doctor standing in front of the T.A.R.D.I.S, god how you loved Doctor Who. You feel your heart ach, wanting to be there with him. To see the universe... to go anywhere in time. You took a look around you. To be free of this place. You close your eyes and feel a single tear drop then land on the page. You open your eyes when you hear a faint buzzing noise, before you know it gets louder.
'No...it can't be.' your face lights up and you stand up and turn around.
"Doctor!" you say, hoping to see the small blue box from the show. You look to see absolutely nothing. Your spirits feel crushed.
"I should'a known..." you mumble. You sit back down on the couch. Tears welling in your eyes. Then, out of the corner of your eye your see a faint blue light coming from your back pack. You curiosity got the best of you and you opened the bag. You look in shock, at what was staring you right it the face. It was a glowing blue cube. It hummed louder and you say it try to burrow itself into the bag.
'Its alive...' you say to yourself in shock. You look at it in the state that its in. Humming loudly, glowing brightly, and burrowing itself into your back-pack.
'And its scared.' you say. You put your hand out to it, It starts to make a screeching noise and squirmed in your bag.
"Hey, hey..." you say in a soft voice, trying to calm it down.
"Its okay, I wont hurt you..." you say. You place a hand over it. After a little stubbornness, it let you hold it. You smiled at it.
"Hi... my name is (Y/N)." you say to it.
"Your a pretty little thing aren't you? Such a beautiful blue color." you say to it, and smile.
"T.A.R.D.I.S. blue..." you say, an idea pops into your head.
"That's what I'll call you then... T.A.R.D.I.S." you say to... it. What gender is it? Dose it even have a gender? You lower it down to your lap. You pet the top of it.
"What are you?..." you say in a whisper you look directly at it. Before you realize what the hell is going on. You see a flood of images, truths, and stories. Now you should have been shocked, terrified even, but you see some of the memories she had... how lonely she was.
"I see... you don't know were you belong... your lost... like me." you say to her. After that you talk to her for hours and by surprise... she talked back to you. Only some questions though, and the ones that she did answer she only answered with one word. She had a deep British accent, and you found out that she was over a millennium old. Hours later you are sitting in a big tall tree looking up at the stars, with T.A.R.D.I.S. in your lap.
"I don't know T.A.R.D.I.S..." you say to her.
"Every time I come here and look up at the stars... I feel a part of me say that... that I don't belong here." you say. You here T.A.R.D.I.S. say something. You ask her what she had said but only silence come from the T.A.R.D.I.S. blue cube. You decide to push it away, thinking it was nothing. You don't know how or when but you ended up falling asleep on the tree, with T.A.R.D.I.S in your lap, but right before you drifted to sleep you saw a bright blue light.
********************Somewhere at S.H.E.I.L.D********************
Agents were working like crazy, scientist were being baffled, and the Avengers were being called. Everything was hectic. Tony and Bruce were the first to come bursting through the doors. Fallowed by Natasha, Clint, Steven, and then finally Thor.
"It is 2:30 in the morning, there must a good dame reason why I'm here." Tony yells, a completely irritated that he was woken up at such an ungodly hour.
"Oh there is." Director Fury says, getting the entire groups attention.
"The tesseract, has gone missing."
************************************************** *******authors note**********************************************
Just to clear things up, You are a female Latino 13 year old and (Y/N) means your name. So please, please, PLEASE review and favorite so I know you guys are out there or to tell me that I need to work on something.