"Agent Coulsen," I greeted, sprawled out across the floor.
I didn't need to look up - I had heard the door open, and his thoughts had entered my brain the moment he had stepped into the outer hall.
"Lilith," he sighed. "How are you?"
I scoffed, and sat up, watching as he hit the little green button on the consul that was exactly sixty three feet and seven inches away from my prison.
A small window opened to my right, and Agent Coulsen pushed a tray of food through the opening.
I grasped it with my mind, and it moved to my bed.
"You're a good man, Agent Coulsen," I told him, stepping closer to the glass. "I would starve if it weren't for you."
"Just because I'm the one who usually feeds you, doesn't mean others don't think of you as well," he told me, and I shrugged.
"True," I agreed. "But the others don't sneak me chocolate."
He chuckled as he hit the green button once more, and the window snapped shut.
"Can I listen to music?" I asked, pressing my palms against the glass. "The hall is awfully busy today. It's giving me a headache."
Agent Coulsen sighed, before glancing at the door and nodding. He entered a key on the consul, and Led Zeppelin blasted throughout my little dome.
I plopped down on the floor again, closing my eyes. The music blared, but I could still hear the voices in my head.
Everyone was thinking the same thing today. The Avengers were on their minds, and some guy called Loki. From some of their minds, I saw the carnage of New York two years ago. That bad guy, I guess he was Loki. No picture appeared with his name, though.
Groaning, I raised my hand, and a chocolate bar flew into my hand.
It was going to be a long and noisy day.
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I was sleeping when the door to my prison next opened.
The heavy metal slammed, and I nearly jumped out of my skin when the loud, booming voice resonated throughout the room.
"Brother?" the man demanded, marching into the room, but stopping when he saw me.
I stood up, and walked closer to the glass. "Hello," I greeted, pressing a hand to the cool glass.
"You are not my brother," the man stated. "Where is Loki?" He was tall and strong, with long blond hair, reaching his shoulders. He carried a massive hammer, and it seemed to shine in the light.
"Loki," I sighed. "The guy everyone has been buzzing about lately?" I peered into his mind, and nodded. "It is... The god of mischief and lies, huh? That's cool. And you're Thor, one of the Avengers." Thor looked at me weirdly, and I smirked, leaning closer to the glass. "I don't know why you guys ignore me. Am I just invisible to you?"
"Hey Hammer Head," a new voice called, and I looked into his mind only to recieve massive equations and jumbled thoughts.
The new man stepped in, and Thor recognized him as Tony Stark, aka Iron Man. As Tony Stark stepped in, he looked surprised to see me. He was tan, with dark hair like mine, and facial hair.
"I am a mystery," I realized. "You don't know me. You don't know how long I've been trapped here, do you?" I narrowed my eyes. "A storage closet? Is that what Fury says this is?"
Tony Stark stepped closer, heading to the control panel.
"You won't find anything," I told him. "And how awful that is for you... to not know something. I know what that feels like. I know science, and math, and history... but the real world is a mystery. How odd it is, to have empty shelves in ones mind."
"Who are you?" Tony Stark muttered, going through the files. Thor looked bored, when really, he was confused, and left to find his brother.
"You could ways ask," I told Tony Stark. "Tony Stark, genius and billionaire... but you can't ask a girl about her life."
He looked up, and I smiled innocently. I could hear the questions in his mind, but he refused to voice them.
I sighed. "My name is Lilith," I told him. "Before you ask, aloud or mentally, yes, I can read your mind."
He narrowed his eyes, and before he opened his mouth, I heard his question.
"A janitors closet?" I scoffed. "Is that all I am to Fury? After all we've been through?" I sat on the ground, and smirked. "I'm annoying you. Alright; I'll wait for you to speak."
He was silent for a moment. "Who are you? Why does SHIELD have you locked up?"
"There's a question." I tilted my head, watching him. Others ran around outside, thoughts of Loki and the now missing Tony Stark racing with them. "As I said, I am Lilith. I'm considered a 'highly dangerous person.' One of the most dangerous in the world, I hear."
My head snapped to the door. "Fury is on his way," I mumbled. "He's coming. Why is he coming? I haven't done anything. I haven't made a noise. What does he want with me?"
Tony Stark stepped up to the glass. "What's wrong?" he asked.
I stumbled back, shaking my head. "He opens the door," I said, my eyes staring off into space, but my mind reeling. "He wonders why Thor is in such a mood. Where is Stark? He was ordered to stay with the Asgardian. The two would have passed her room. She must have heard their thoughts. He steps into the room, and is surprised to see Tony Stark. He is not surprised by her talking, she does it a lot. He sighs, and walks to the consul. She begs. 'Please. I haven't done anything, I have been silent, I-'"
I was snapped out of my thoughts as bolts of electricity pulsed through my prison, and I screamed, clutching my head. It didn't hurt me, but the frequencies the electricity left behind was pure torture.
I gasped for air, and lay on the ground, staring wide eyed at the ceiling.
"Whoa, whoa!" I heard Tony Stark shout. "What was that for?"
"Trust me," Fury said, glaring at me. "I'm doing all of us a favor."
I sat up and nodded. "He came on his own free will," I whispered horsely. "I did not call him."
"What's going on?" Tony Stark asked.
"I apologize," I said softly, stepping back to my bed. "I am a monster, and I'm meant to stay behind glass. You were not meant to find me, you-"
"That's enough, Lilith," Fury interrupted, and I fell silent, sending small glares at his back. "Stark, this is a dangerous area. I suggest we leave to find the others."
"Why so furious?" I asked, and laughed. "Run away! Hide, because Lilith is here! Lilith the monster!"
Fury sighed, and began walking away.
"I would like to meet this Loki everyone keeps talking about," I called, and Fury hesitated at the door. "I heard he is a god. Mother told me we served the gods. I must serve him, correct?"
Even Tony Stark stopped, and turned.
"The gods," I whispered. "The big blue gods, with glowing red eyes. But Thor is also a god, correct? I serve them. That was Mothers dying wish. To serve. Is this why you fear me? Because you know I have power and purpose? Has my time finally come?"
Flashes of a man in green, with black hair and a golden helmet went through their minds.
"It is him, isn't it?" I grinned, leaping back up. "What Mother had predicted all those years ago."
I grinned, and finally got the scent of fear from Tony Stark.
I laughed as they left, and winced at the sudden brightness as the door opened, but once out of view, I grinned.
I would do what Mother asked, and I would escape. It was now or never. And I would escape.