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Last chapter sucked butt so much, I forgot to re-read it :(
Warning: Some OOCness and bad language.
Chris
You know that awkward moment when you realize how short you are?
I originally thought I was pretty tall at first, but that was probably because I was surrounded by 14 and 16 year olds.
But now that I'm surrounded by men older than 20, I feel like a mini-midget. Yeah, I'm that short compared to everyone else. But then again, I didn't have super powers or trained under the army, so I have an excuse. At least I didn't have oversized muscles. That would be emotionally scarring for me.
But anyways, I guess I should explain what exactly's going on. First of all, I'm in some kind of super-advanced Helicopter. Direct your thanks to the blonde dude in the weird outfit. I don't even know why I'm even here. He just told me to get my ass in the… er… Hellcarrier? Or something like that, I forgot.
That basically sums up how I ended up in here. But I didn't really expect to find some guy wearing an eye patch (I learned to call him Director Fury) freaking out on me and the rest of the guys, plus Natasha. Oh yeah, I learned their names since I'm apparently in their custody now.
The red head's name is Natasha, also known as the Black Widow. She's pretty awesome, so I didn't come up with a nickname for her. That, and the fact that her code name is already pretty weird.
The guy with arrows is Clint, aka Hawkeye. I call him Robin Hood.
Mr. Muscle Shirt is called Steve, also known as Captain America, the hero of WWII apparently. I have a lot of nicknames for him. (Mr. Muscle Shirt, Captain Blue Spandex, Captain Dat Ass, etc.)
The really quiet one who can turn green and huge is called Bruce Banner. I can't really think of a nickname for him, besides I find him cute. But I do occasionally make fun of him for having the same name as a shark. Everyone tells me not to piss him off. I have no idea why.
…I don't even really need to talk about Tony, EVERYONE knows about him. But now that I've actually gotten to know him personally, I decided to call him the Man-whore, or Mr. Greenbacks. Not that I have anything against him, we're alright.
Then there's the huge blonde guy, the reason why I'm even here in the first place. He's the Norse God of Thunder, Thor.
Yeah.
I just went along with it; I'm not stupid enough to challenge a buff guy in his 30s with a giant hammer.
Besides, I'm in what they call a 'sick bay.' I call it a prison.
Prof. Banner was worried when he saw me change into the blue thing back at Stark Tower, so he told me I was under observation until Director Fury said I was clear to go. So until that, I'm stuck here with absolutely NOTHING to do.
But I still had to wonder, what exactly am I even doing here?
I could've just been taken to some government lab or be put in quarantine for being a freak, but instead, here I am, in a Helicopter in the middle of nowhere for some reason.
This Thor guy better have a good reason for this, I'm starting to miss my internet connection.
Third Person
"Odinson," Director Fury sat down on one of the chairs in the meeting table. Everyone in the Avengers was present. "Explain exactly why a 15 year old girl is in the Helicarrier with us."
Thor sighed. "That 15 year old girl is my da-er, I mean niece. Her name is Hel, and she is supposed to be the Goddess of the Underworld."
"So she's a goddess, basically." Bruce said, in a matter-of-fact tone. "Why is she at earth then? Shouldn't be looking after the Underworld, like you said?"
"Well… Yes, but something unfortunate happened the day after she was born. We were celebrating her birthday in Asgard…"
Flashback
"Brother!" Loki yelled, glaring at the blonde who was conversing with other party-goers. "You're supposed to be watching Hel! What if she falls and hurts herself! Or if someone tries to hurt her! Or if something falls on her! Or-
Thor chuckled lightly and lightly punched Loki's back. "No need to worry brother! Father's finest men are guarding her chambers!" He held out a cup for Loki to take. "Just drink your worries away!"
Loki sighed and glared daggers at the blonde. He pushed away the drink. "Look, Odin's finest may be guarding her, but don't forget THEY are here." He urgently whispered, glancing at a group of tall men and women in white outfits. "Our guards do not stand a chance against other Gods of our caliber!"
"The Olympians are just here to celebrate with us! If you even want, just check on her!" He laughed heartily and turned his back to Loki, ignoring him completely.
Loki gave Thor a cold glare before stomping off to check on the newborn goddess.
He walked through the corridors of the gleaming castle until he found a lone door near his and Thor's quarters, guarded by at least six intimidating guards. They let him pass without question. He opened the door to peek inside and gave a tiny smile when he saw two small hands grabbing at the air.
"Hel," he cooed, picking up the small baby. "How are you?" He pecked her forehead, earning a giggle from the little girl.
He sat down on one of the chairs in the room and gave a tired sigh. "I'm sorry for not being able to spend that much time with you…" He smiled at her. "But now that I'm here, I promise to protect you no matter what."
"Isn't that just touching?" A voice sneered.
Loki's eyes widened as he squeezed Hel tightly, practically jumping out of the chair and looking around the room cautiously. "Show yourself!" he hissed, his emerald eyes looking for some sort of presence.
He felt a sharp blow to his spine and collapsed, Hel falling out of his grasp. She began to cry as Loki tried to weakly reach out to her. Just then, a figure snatched her from the floor. "Y-You…" He gasped, pain evident his voice. "A-Asgard will know of y-your treachery…"
The figure smirked. "Good. Let them know of me; Zeus, the true God of Lighting!" He paused to glare at the crying newborn in his hands. "Your puny 'goddess' will act as an example of my strength."
Loki's eyes dangerously narrowed. "I-If you dare t-touch her..! I-I'll kill you w-with my bare hands..!"
Zeus guffawed before turning around to walk towards the door, dangling a crying Hel from the floor. "As god of tricks, I thought you'd be smarter than to insult me in your present state. I'll be taking my leave now."
"Z-Zeus..!"
But the god was gone; leaving Loki unceremoniously sprawled on the floor. Thor suddenly ran inside, worry plastered onto his face. "Loki! The guards told me what they saw! Mother said they were paralyzed, are you alright?! What happened to Hel?!" Thor babbled on, oblivious to the younger god's pain.
"She… She was taken by Zeus…"
Thor's eyes widened. "WE MUST ALERT HEIMDALL! GUARDS! SECURE THE AREA!" He roared. He bent down to properly talk to Loki. "Loki, you must-
Loki suddenly gripped his shoulders. "Thor… Please… Bring her back…"
Thor understood and nodded, gently wrapping his cape around his brother. "…I understand. Mother will be attending to your wounds soon. I will be back with Hel, I promise." He quickly left the room after throwing a worried glance at Loki.
"I promise."
Thor remained silent for a few minutes.
Tony looked around awkwardly. "...Not to sound rude or anything, but what happened next? You kinda just left us in the dark with your story."
"Ah, sorry Man of Iron. We chased after them, but they somehow rendered Heimdall's powers useless and escaped using their own methods. We scoured through worlds to try to get her back... However, when we confronted them in Mt. Olympus, they no longer had Hel. They refused to tell us her location, and to avoid a war, we were forced to leave empty-handed... It was all my fault."
"At least you managed to find her now. Better late than never." Bruce told him, walking up to examine some papers.
"That still doesn't make up for the damaged I caused..." He looked around the room before sighing. "To be honest... Your Midgardian city would probably still be standing if it wasn't for my incompetence."
That got everyone's attention. All eyes were soon on Thor.
"Hel... She is Loki's daughter."
Bruce stared at him for a moment before shrugging. "That does seem to explain a lot. I was wondering why her records seemed a bit too unusual."
Thor raised an eyebrow as he walked towards him. "What do you mean?"
"I did some research on her after that little episode on Stark Tower. Her 'human' name here is Chrystal Laufrey. Nickname Chris, her records state that she was born 15 years ago around April. Blood Type O, moved from shelter to shelter due to attitude problems and excessive pranks, and was nearly diagnosed with manic depression seven years ago. Her records state that her father left her when she was born while her mother died from overworking when she was two. Other than that, there was absolutely no information about her whatsoever."
Director Fury walked over to them with a thoughtful expression. "This may work in our favor. If she truly is a god like you say, she may be a helpful asset to the team. She just needs some training-
"NO!" Thor suddenly slammed his fist on the table, scaring Tony, who was trying to text his company to leave him alone with the bills on the repair of Stark Tower and get a life. He had accidentally pressed the send button too soon, resulting in him sending the message to Pepper. He cursed and began furiously ordering JARVIS to re-route the message.
Fury turned around slowly to face the god of Thunder. "What," he growled. "Was that about Odinson?"
"She is my family, and she is also still a child. You cannot suddenly force her to suddenly become a warrior! She is also very fragile for an Asgardian!" He yelled, gripping Mjolner as he threateningly approached Fury. Natasha grabbed her gun in response, her eyes narrowing at Thor's advances.
Fury opened his mouth to speak, but Bruce cut him off. "Director, I know you don't want to hear this at the moment, but Thor is right. She is just a child." Steve, who was staying silent for quite some time piped up with his own opinion. "I agree. I may be loyal to S.H.I.E.L.D, but I still have some sense of what is right and wrong. Taking away the childhood of a young girl isn't right."
Fury frowned but raised his hands in defeat. "Very well, do what you want. Just don't forget that she's still the daughter of a VERY dangerous trickster god, and world-class criminal." He left after giving some orders to Steve, Clint, and Natasha. They nodded in unison as he turned and left.
Thor nodded and gave a small sigh of relief. "I will bring it upon myself to tell her."
Clint shrugged. "I don't think that's necessary."
Thor raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean, archer?"
He pointed at the dimly lit doorway leading to the many corridors of the Helicarrier. "She was listening in the entire time." He turned his head in that direction and smirked. "So how long were you there, little miss Chris?"
Chris
FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK.
HOW DID ROBIN HOOD NOTICE ME?! HE'S LIKE A FREAKING NINJA, OMAHGOSH. MUST. HIDE.
If you guys are wondering why exactly I'm panicking THIS hard, (ok, that sounded wrong) it's because, oh I dunno, I may have just angered 30+ year old men, and even a FREAKING GOD. OF NORSE MYTHOLOGY. AND THUNDER. AND SE-ok, let's not go there...
Welp. Looks like I'm running for my life.
Oh shiet oh shiet oh shiet. I'm royally screwed. FEET, Y U NO MOVE?
"Hel? How long were you eavesdropping on us?"
Uh... Forever? OK, not a good idea to say that. "Long enough to hear everything, I thought you'd know." My voice (dammit) sneered, smirking as I walked into the light.
FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU
WHY DID I DO THAT?! CURSE YOU OVERLY DRAMATIC MOVIE SCENES THAT COMPEL ME TO COPY YOU!
At least no one went, 'I am your father', otherwise I'd end up going Anakin mode, going like, 'NUUUUUUUU'. Or something like that. Then again, if Loki was here, he might've done that. If he watched Star Wars, which he probably didn't. Unless they had cable on Asgard. They probably don't. Probably because everything is gold and shiet. Pfft, it's like that King Midas story, where everything he touched turned to gold. Greedy bastard. If I was that Dinosaur dude, or whatever his name was, (I don't study Greek mythology as much as Norse, sue me) I was tell him to go jump in a lake to save some space on earth for better life forms. Then again, he did learn his lesson and such, yada yada.
Yeah, I know I'm hypocrite, so what? Don't judge me.
Third Person
Tony raised an eyebrow as he poked the still Chris's forehead. "Is she alright? She been standing in the same position for 15 minutes now." Thor looked bewildered as he circled her, inspecting her completely still body and unblinking eyes. "It's pretty creepy though." Natasha commented, raising an eyebrow at her.
"Can someone do something? I don't think her doing..." He paused and grimaced. "Whatever she's doing, isn't healthy."
...
"Oi, big guy, try whacking her with your hammer."
"No! I will not subject my da-niece to Mjolner!"
"Jeez, fine. Don't get your panties in a knot. Hey Banner, why don't you Hulk out on her? Maybe she'll have the same reaction as Loki when you imprinted him into my floor." He chuckled, remembering the fond memory of Loki lying in his very own crater in pain, whimpering.
Bruce gave him a look before focusing back on his work.
Thor began to stroke his chin trying to think of an idea to snap her out of her self-induced. His eyes widened when an idea struck him. "Me and the Warriors Three always do this to each other each time someone has been entranced by magic."
He suddenly struck the back of Chris's head and she slammed down on the floor, creating a crater in her likeness. Just like Loki's. Thor's eyes widened and the room went silent. Bruce dropped his papers in shock.
"...Is she... dead?"
"..."
A muffled grunt came from the fallen girl and all the Avengers gave a sigh of relief. Thor bent down and offered a hand to help her. She feebly lifted her head up to look at him. She glared at him and took his hand. A devious smirk appeared on her face.
She suddenly pulled down with just as much force, sending Thor down into the floor, creating his own crater. Now two craters adorned the meeting room's floor.
"It must run in the family." Bruce muttered, running his fingers through his hair in exasperation as the two initiated a glaring contest.
Tony raised an eyebrow at him. "What, the violence?"
"No, the fact that everyone seems to leave some kind of crater shaped like themselves."
Hnnnngg
Argh, I rewrote this over 9000 times ;w;
Chris will meet with Loki in the next chapter, I wanted her to meet THIS chapter, but then I realized I'd have to make the setting elaborate so it'd make sense.
So I gave up and decided to just put it off until the next chapter. I wanted to write some Pepperony fluff in this chapter, but I didn't have enough room, so I'm just going to do it next chapter.
Also, I'm writing this at 10 PM. I have no life, OTL.
Sorry for any grammar and spelling mistakes, I'm WAY too sleepy to correct any of them. :(
Hope you enjoyed reading :)