Just get home; keep your head down and get back and everything will be fine. 18 year old Renee Chapel thought as she hurried past the mansion of the monster who had taken down the Avengers and enslaved the humans. She held onto the simple cross that hung around her neck. That man made her blood boil. He called himself a god. Like captain America had said, "I only believe in one God, and I'm pretty sure he doesn't dress like that."
She smiled to herself a little. Then some of Loki's armed guard came out and began rounding people up. Keep your head down. Don't draw attention to yourself. Get out now! She felt panic rising in her chest. A tall man carrying a bow and arrow grabbed the collar of her shirt.
"Where do you think you're going?" he asked shaking her roughly.
"I…I…I'm late. I need to get home. Please, Sir, let me go," she said looking up at him with her bright blue, pleading eyes.
"I have orders," He said briskly as he hurried her inside the gates of Loki's manor. No! She thought. She was repulsed by the idea of being near him. She felt a rush of adrenalin. I will not be afraid of the coward who hides behind his magic scepter. She found herself in a large courtyard. There were statues of people frozen in fear everywhere. She looked closer. They weren't statues they were people turned to stone like the legend of Medusa in ancient Greece. But this wasn't some myth this was real, this was horrifying. What type of monster is this "god" of mischief?
