Loki panted as he stood up in the middle of the desert he had landed in. As soon as the lights were down he knew it was only a matter of time before the whole plane crash. He smiled as he examined his body. No wounds, and yet it was a risky escape. He felt a surge of power rush through him and his magic stick materialized in his hand. Now that S.H.I.E.L.D. had more problems to deal with, Loki had time to check up on his slaves working on the Tesseract.

~I~

"What the hell was that? You said you didn't know her," Nick Fury stuck a finger into Thor's chest. Thor stood, dumb-founded.

"I do not know her," he rebutted, "But… there is something."

"Well, while you two duke it out on her identity, science wins again," Tony interrupted, "When she woke up we got a definite read and it would explain the hair and the eye thing…"

Bruce stared at her as she lay in the chamber, "I would say this may shock you, but considering who and where we all are... I'm not so sure it will."

"Well, enough dancing, out with it." Fury turned to the scientists.

"This girl, is the Tesseract," Tony explained, "She's pretty much made of energy, it flows through her veins. Can't be human or else she'd be dead, and all the data matches up exactly with the research on the Tesseract."

"So what does this mean?" Natasha asked.

Fury had heard what he wanted to hear, "It means that wherever Loki is, he doesn't have the Tesseract."

"That means he's looking for it and is going to be more driven than ever," Noted Steve.

~I~

Loki walked through the lab he had set up for the mortals. Some watched as he went by, but ducked as he looked at them. Something was not going right.

"Boss?" A bold scientist approached him from behind. The god slowly turned on his heels to face him. He didn't say anything.

"We, uh, we've got a problem downstairs," he stammered out.

"Well, what are telling me for? Fix it, you incompetent mortal," Loki demanded, but the scientist didn't back down.

"Uh, you see… we kind of… lost… the Tesseract," as soon as he had finished the sentence, a small knife had lodged itself in his chest. Loki didn't bother to pull it out and instead marched straight downstairs. At the moment he felt rage, but fear swallowed him as he thought of what might happen to him if he should fail. Forced to shake it off, he continued marching. He had a plan… he always had a plan.

~I~

The members of S.H.I.E.L.D. sat around the large table. Some stood, and some sat, but they were all in a general area.

"Any plans?" Steve inquired and turned to look at Fury.

"Mainly, keep Loki from finding out about… her," Nick thought aloud as he turned to face everyone, "We can't do much until she wakes up."

"Is this going to change anything?" Asked Natasha and added thoughtfully, "Drastically?"

"Well it certainly changes Loki's plans," Tony sipped from a bottle of cold beer, "I guess Banner isn't going to rip us to shreds as we fall from the sky."

"And boy am I thankful for it," Bruce smiled and rocked back and forth on his heels.

"We are grateful, my friend," smiled Thor and Bruce smiled back awkwardly.

"She's up," came Phil Coulson's static voice into their head-pieces. Everyone jumped and rushed together into the holding room for the Tesseract.

And there she stood in the middle of a round glass chamber. Dress clinging to her body, but ripped to shreds. Hair long and gorgeous and blue, but in such tangles it was more than a rat's nest. Her eyes shut and her hands on the sides of her head, fingers in her hair. It looked like she had a headache or was trying to shut out sounds.

The door slid shut silently, but the gang walking in caused a bit of a ruckus. Her eyes were open in a flash.

"Answer time," Nick Fury walked up to the glass. She didn't say anything, but cocked her head like a puppy. Anyone watching realized how young she actually was. If she were human she would probably be about twenty to twenty-five.

"I said, answers," Fury spoke again, this time more forcefully.

"But you didn't ask a question," She pointed out, but didn't stop their, "Technically the definition of an answer is a response to an interrogative statement. If there is no original interrogative statement than statements thereafter cannot be answers, they are just declarative statements. As I communicate now, all of my statements have been declarative and most likely not what you want to hear. But that would mean I was making assumptions about you with out knowing your character. Please, hold for a moment while I search the archives for you."

She stopped talking, but still didn't seem to have breathed. Everyone stared at her in amazement and confusion.

"Nick Fury?" She asked and smiled.

"That's me, but how the hell do you know that?"

"I am the Tesseract. I see all. In fact-"

Nick cut her off, "Enough useless chatter, please try to answer the questions I ask."

She closed her mouth and looked a bit surprised.

"Oh, I'll try," She was quiet for about three seconds before she started bouncing up and down. Tony went over to the computer station and pushed some buttons. A holographic screen appeared in front of him and he started moving around graphs and data. The Tesseract bounced a bit more before beginning to walk in circles.

"This chick is literally made of energy, if she isn't talking, she's gotta be moving," Tony observed.

"Why are you here?" Nick asked her. She stopped moving and answered him.

"You put me in here!" She smiled at him, but it was obviously she was clenching her jaw to keep from talking.

"Who are you?"

"Petty being, I'm the Tesseract."

"How do you know about that? It's a super secret project," Fury wasn't buying in.

"I think she's telling the truth, sir," Steve stepped forward. Fury looked at him and he stepped back.

"I think she just called us petty," Nick turned to look at her. She was bouncing up and down but she smirked at him. Her eyes scanned the rest of the crowd before landing once again on Thor.

"Why do you have such an interest in me?" Thor walked forward.

She furrowed her brow and lifted one of the corners of her mouth.

"You aren't from Midgard, Thor Odinson. Yet you prance around as if you belong here. May I ask how your brother is doing?" She answered his question and by asking one of her own, had raised many, many more.

"What do you know of my brother?" Thor demanded. Fury held in arm infront of him.

"What don't I know?" She smiled.

"Okay, everyone needs to calm down. Her energy levels are sky-rocketing. Well, technically they're always sky-rocketing, but you get it. If she doesn't calm down soon, the whole place might blow power," Reported Banner, tinkering on a separate screen.

"Oh? So if you know everything," Tony Stark stepped forward with his arms crossed, "What color boxers am I wearing?"

"That's a pointless thing to ask," She wrinked her nose.

"Oh?" Tony smirked, thinking she was dodging the question.

"Yes, because you aren't wearing any," she stared at his crotch a bit disgusted. Natasha and Thor suppressed chuckles and Bruce and Steve exchanged exasperated looks.

"Well, she's the real deal. First woman to ever answer that correctly, I might add," Tony defended her without any blush or signs of embarrassment. Actually, he looked a bit too proud of the fact.

"So what are we going to do with you?" Fury pointed out the elephant in the room.