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Part One: The Lion and The Mouse

Chapter 1

"Can we go back to bed now?"

As much fun as she was having freezing her ass off at three in the morning in knee-deep snow, Darcy Lewis would have much rather have been back at the hotel curled up in her bed and getting some much needed shut eye.

Jane Foster, of course, had other ideas.

"Darcy we havn't seen anything, we can't leave."

"Jane, we havn't seen anything, we should leave." She shivered biterly.

She had never been so cold in her life.

To be honest, she wasn't properly prepared for this weather. Her winter proffit consisted of throwing on every sweater she owned and a heavy coat. She had brought her lucky red knit hat and had it pulled down over her ears. Over her hands were a pair of mittens that looked tottaly adorable, but they were doing nothing for her poor fingers.

They were in Alaska studying the aurora borialis. Aparently, after the whole thing with the elves in London, there had been a few isolated reports of abnormalities in the night sky. The reports ranged from UFOs to freak lightning storms in an isolated area of Alaska. No one had thought anything of it, assuming it was just the rambling a of a few drunk or bored citizens. That is, until a freak light storm popped upoutside of Ancorage.

Before she knew it, Sheild had shown up on their door step and dragged them out to Alaska, because aparently Jane had been promoted to the leading expert in the field of weird ass shit. Sheild had insisted that, as Jane's assistant, Darcy was "crucial" to her work. (That is sheild speak for they want her where they can keep an eye on her).

"You know there are wolves and bears out here." Darcy shivered. "And Yetties"

Jane sighed "That's why agent Barton is here. Besides Yetties arn't real"

"Neither is your boyfriend." Darcy muttered under her breath.

Hawkeye himself was huddled on top of the jeep nursing a cup of coffee looking none to pleased with his current assignment.

"Actually, I'm not sure why I'm here." He grumbled between sips. "There are better things I could be doing besides babysitting."

"Coulson said something about needing to be punished." Jane reminded him.

"Why am I being punished?" Darcy is so not worth the credit hours. Hey, why does he get coffee?" She gestured to the sulking agent and his thermos. Barton stuck his tounge out at her and pulled the thermos against his chest.

"This is way to strong for you kiddo." He said

"Bull shit bird brain, give me a sip."

Darcy rose to her feet and reached out a hand demandingly.

Barton rolled his eyes and handed her a cup.

Darcy smiled triumphantly and took a swig only to find herself choking.

" Is that vodka?"

"Maybe." The agent shrugged.

"How the hell are you supose to shoot a bear if you are drunk?"

"First of all," Clint said holding up two fingers. "I am not drunk, and second, with the blast radius on these explosive arrows I just have to be close."

"Whatever man." Darcy said taking another sip." Just know if I get mauled I am haunting your ass."

"I say we call It a night." Agent Barton said suddenly appearing besides Darcy giving her a minor heart attack.

"Jesus, Legolas, don't do that." Darcy said clutching her chest.

"But-" Jane started.

"That's enough for tonight. I'm not freezing my ass off for you to take some pictures."

"Darcy is taking pictures I'm recording data that could allow us to find a way-"

"To come in contact with your godly boyfriend, yeah, I got it." Barton adjusted the quiver on his shoulders. "But obviously nothing is happening out of the ordinary tonight. Plus, I out rank all of you and I say we go."

"I'm with Katniss." Darcy agreed gathering up her blankets.

Jane sighed. "Fine, but we are coming out tomorrow."

Darcy growned inwardly. When Jane was determined nothing would stop her.

"How come crazy science events can't happen somewhere else, like Hawaii or the Bahamas?" Darcy muttered As she shuffled to the front of the jeep. "Why the middle of hot-as-hell New Mexico and can't-feel-my-toes Alaska-Hey bird brain! I called shot gun for the way back."

Clint rolled his eyes but allowed Darcy to hop into the front seet. Jane took the driver seat and started the car, or at leat tried to.

"Are you fucking kidding me? " Darcy groaned.

"Hold on, let me try again it will start this time" said Jane.

But it didn't.

And it didn't the next five times either.

Finally Jane just gave up.

"Well that's just great Jane, now what?"

"Darcy shut up."

"-we are stuck in the middle of no where-"

"Darcy shut up and look at the sky!"

It looked as if a kid with a fistful of glowing markers had drawn swirls all over the night sky. Ribbons of light coiled through the air fading from red to blue to green and every color inbetween. It pulsated with catastrophic energy and radiated an impossibly cold heat.

It was so beautiful.

And it was headed strait for them.

Clint was the first to recover.

"Run." He ordered, but Darcy and Jane were petrified.

"RUN!" He repeated more forcefully opening his own door.

Darcy fumbled with her door handle and fell out into the snow. She took off running the best she could with all of the snow and her heavy clothes.

Tendrils of light ripped through the sky in her direction. They snaked along her path gaining with every passing second. With a sickening lurch of her stomache, she realized that she couldn't out run them.

Her foot caught on something buried in the snow and sent her face first into the ice. Great I'm the stupid bitch who trips in a damn horror movie.

She tried desperately to get up, but it was too late, the light had closed in, it spread out and engulfed her, filling her with the strange hot- cold energy so intense it felt like it might melt her from the inside out or freeze her solid.

The last thing she remembered was Clint yelling for Jane, and searing pain.