Okay.. cool. My first MARVEL Fanfic. I haven't really decided who the pairing is going to be with but it might be either Bucky or Steve probably. I'll leave that up to you! Comment which one you would like! If you like Loki as much as I do, I might write a Loki Fanfic too! Whatever. Nice reading, or not.

-BitchInTheBlueSuit

It had been a long day at school or actually all days were pretty long, but this one seems to have taken a toll on me. As I sit on the bus, wearing my old band t-shirt, I lower the volume of the rock music blasting in my ears. The trees outside kept passing by as I wait for my stop. I just want to get home and sleep, as I'm to tired to even think about the horrible day. I step off the bus and walk the short distance to my house.

"I'm home!" I yelled into the big house containing my rather large family.

"How was your day?" My dad asks from his office.

"The usual. Amazing." I said with our common used sarcasm. "How was yours?"

"Busy. Got a call from a couple people in Japan. They seem interested in our new product."

"That's great!" I answer as I fill a glass of water and grab an apple. "I'm just gonna go upstairs, call me if you need help with the boys."

My dad didn't answer as I opened the door to my room. As I move my eyes to the blue bed I remember the lack of sleep I got. I watch the guitar laying on my couch and grow tired looking at messy papers surrounding it. As I take a deep yawn I move further into the room and crash down onto the bed.. I'm just going to close my eyes for a little while, just a little..

I wake up, barely opening my eyes as deep darkness covers the space around me. I need tea, then I can finish the song I'm writing, I'm not going to be able to sleep anyway. As I stumble around for a while, I find myself in what looks like the kitchen and fix my favourite cup of tea. As I turn around to walk back to my room I bang my head on the counter. The pain is instant as it rushes to my pulsating forehead.

"FUcking shit in the mother fuck-..."

"Who the hell are you?" A voice says and I look around and see an all to familiar man.

"Who the he-" I start "TONY STARK!"

What was he doing in my kitchen?.. am I dreaming?

"Well noted. As much as I enjoy your company.. What are you doing in my kitchen?"

"K-kitchen?" I gape. "No way.."

"Never seen a kitchen before? Poor girl."

I laugh a bit at him. You gotta love his humour.

"Wait a minute. You're real? Like you're for real?!" I question him.

"Last time I checked." he answers short.

Oh shit. This wasn't my kitchen, looks like I'm not in Kansas anymore.

"What am I doing here?"

"That's what I'm wondering too." he says and crosses his arms.

"Am I dreaming?" I ask.

"You flatter me! I don't think you're dreaming, and I would like to know what you're doing in my kitchen."

"I-I really don't know."

"Jarvis."

"Yes ?"

"Why is this girl in my kitchen."

"She looks to just have appeared, sir."

"Can you give any information on her?"

"Negative , apparently she has none."

"Not even a name?"

"No, sir."

"This is gonna sound really fucked up, but I know everything."

"What do you mean? He started to look a bit hostile.

"I know everything."

"That's it, we're meeting Fury."

My fangirl heart was beating faster for every minute.

"You gonna object or are you coming along willingly?" he asks as I try to blink back to reality.

"I-I' m coming."

Tony held the door to the elevator and motioned with his head.

What is even happening.. Am I going to meet Fury for real..? Fucking hell, you just met Iron man. I MET IRON MAN! Tony cast his eyes upon me as we stepped into the garage.

Take a chill pill. It's just one of the coolest fictional characters ever. No big deal... and you're going to sit in his car. Deep breaths.

"You're awfully quiet. You're not going to stab me while I drive, are you?" The brown eyed man laughed awkwardly and opened the front seat of a rather expensive looking Maserati.

"I can't make any promises." I walk over to the passenger seat and climb inside.

Tony looks over to me with a slightly terrified look.

"I'm joking." I say.

"Good humour. Nice shirt."

He says as he pulls out of the million dollar parking. I glance down and find myself wearing my Iron Maiden shirt.

"Thanks.."

"Who are you?"

I look deeply into his eyes.. or eye if you prefer. Tony had walked me inside what looked like the head quarters of Shield, not missing the looks we got from the agents. He explained to Nick Fury and left me. That freaking bastard..

"Honestly?"

"I want the truth." he demans rather calmly.

"My name is Bellatrix and I'm fifteen years old.. I fell asleep. On my bed. Woke up here."

"You expect me to believe that?"

"I expect you to question me." I try to say maturely.

He looked impressed with me.

"Tell me a little about yourself. Only the important stuff." he motiones with his hands. "Where are you from, which languages can you speak..?"

"I'm from Sweden and can speak roughly five languages: Swedish, English, Spanish, Russian and a little German. I know boxing and wrestling. I have six brothers and I'm fairly good in school."

He grunted in understanding.

"I don't know what to do here. You show up in Iron Mans kitchen and tell this story about travelling through dimensions."

"How do you explain that I know everything then?" I ask.

"Could be a spy.. maybe from Hydra."

Bitch, please. DO I LOOK LIKE I COME FROM HYDRA? I'm not wearing a freaking squidward fan t-shirt. Deep breaths Bella, deep and calm breaths.

"Fair enough. What about I tell you something that Hydra absolutely doesn't know..?"

Fury leaned his forearms on the table and found himself listening to the strange girl, challenging her to try and find something secret about Shield.

"Uhm.. How about the fact that Coulson isn't dead? And you helped to fake his death and got the Avengers to work better by covering some Captain America collection cards with fake blood, making it seem like Coulson was dead and actually believed in them."

I took a deep breath as I watched the bewildered expression on Furys face. It wasn't that big of a secret, but I'm guessing most teenage girls from this world don't know that story.

"You believe me now..?"

"I want you to explain everything to me. No matter how crazy."

After a long explanation about the movies, Stan Lee and much, much more, I got into another interrogation with Fury. He asked a lot of personal questions as I tried my best to answer them.

"I don't know what to do with you. We can't let you stay here, if somebody gets to your information, Shield is over. Earth could be over too."

A loud knocking came from the door but Nick didn't have time to answer before a ethusiastic looking Tony Stark burts into the room with what looks like three coffee mugs.

"Oh hi! How is it going with the mysterious girl that breaks into peoples houses?" he asks as he walks inside and sets the coffee on the table. Gross. I don't like coffee, the smell is nice though.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Fury asks with a face mixed between shock and anger.

"Set up a microphone when I handed her over, " Tony points to a small dot on the table. "took time to make it work but I heard what you said."

I felt a bit weird in my stomach, suddenly wondering just how much he heard. I wouldn't like for him too know my age, nor my past. Nick Fury looked mad at Tonys careless speaking. He takes a chair and casually sits down next to me.

"What are you doing here?" Nick asks irritated at the man.

"Well I heard you said you didn't know where to place her, finders keepers. " he answers and takes a sip out of his mug.

"Let me get this straight, you want her in the Stark tower?"

I felt really weird watching this conversation happen before me. Two fictional characters were actually discussing who I would live with like I was their child. Awesome.

"If she wants to, which she probably wants to. I'm Iron Man after all, apparently a fictional character." Tony gave me a look, indicating that he had heard that from the conversation.

Fury looks to me and seems to be searching for my approval and I just shrug.

"Fine. But only until I find a better place. Don't do anything stupid now Tony. Keep her secret."

Tony looks a bit happy after Nick finished talking. The conversation seems over so he just stands up and looks at me.

"Ready?"

I snort and follow him to the car, driving back to the skyscraper.