Thos sighed. He had returned to Earth to help the humans with rebuilding and searching for missing people. But he had mostly returned to search for Jane Foster. He hadn't seen her for almost a year and a half. He wanted to see how she was doing.
He was with some men searching for missing people, when some men called him over. "There's something under here!" they said
There was a piece of metal on the ground, and it was being held down by a couple of boulders. Thor listened closely; he heard the sound of crying. "It sounds like a child," one of the men said.
Carefully, Thor and Tony removed the boulders, then lifted up the slab. A small child was there. Her face was burned and bruised. Her hair was a bright blond, and her eyes were a bright blue. She held a doll close to her chest. Tony walked up to her, and she scooted back, terrified. "Hey," Tony said, "I wont hurt you."
The girl screamed, and hid behind a smashed car. Natasha rolled her eyes, and carefully approached the child. "Here," she said handing the child a small piece of food.
The child swatted it out of Natasha's hand. "Maybe she hates you," Tony said.
"Or she's just scarred," Natasha pointed out.
"She looks hungry," Clint said.
"Natasha to Director Furry."
"What is it?"
"We've found a young girl, about probably fifteen months, permission to take her board."
"Permission granted, I wan to figure out who her parents are."
