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The girl was freezing cold.

She was wearing a weird looking white dress of light fabric, her bare feet were injured, as was the rest of her body.

She was hardly breathing.

"Hey! Can you hear me?!" said Bruce.

He found her in the middle of the desert, hurt, and cold as dead. Her pulse weak pulse was the only evidence that she was still alive.

Bruce kneeled down and tried to cradle her thin body, to pick her up and take her to the van.

The girl was abnormally light, yet she held on to him with impossible force.

"so cold" she whispered "it's too cold"

"I know, it's going to be alright, I'm going to take you to a hospital, its going to be fine" he tried his best to calm her, yet she grabbed his arm even stronger .

"No! No hospital! Please! No!" she said, she first opened her eyes with fear, their color was bright amber, the color of fire.

"you are hurt" he tried, yet she held to him, her cold body felt like it was seeking heat, any form of heat.

"Please" she begged.

Bruce Banner heard people beg him for medical treatment before. In the slums of Calcutta he used to give it for free, since none of them could afford the hospitals in the city. He did the best he could with the little he had, he never offered hospitals or any other form of official medical care- he didn't want to make them tell him that they can't pay more than the little he asked them for his help.

Money was not the case with this girl, she feared something, and feared it terribly.

Bruce banner knew this kind of fear all too well, he was not going to let her down.

He laid her down in hit van and stated heating up the place, he searched the place for any kind of supplies that could help him treat her wounds while the van was growing hotter.

'that's no use, she lost blood and can't do anything but stabilize the fractures' he thought.

He knew only one person who might be able to help and keep a secret, he looked at the clock… and called anyway.


"tony" pepper said and nudged him to wake him up.

"Hum?" he hummed, half asleep.

"Your phone, it's ringing"

Tony stark reached out for his phone, perfectly ready to dismiss the call.

He had no idea why he answered; maybe the half-awake part of him knew that Bruce wouldn't call for no reason.

"Bruce, what the hell, it 4 in the morning" he groaned at the phone.

"I know tony, I'm sorry but this is an emergency. Have this girl here, she's wounded, she might not make it through the night"

"Get her to a hospital Bruce"

"Tony she fell out of the sky!"

Tony blinked twice, not sure if he heard right.

"What did you-"

"Tony, she begged me not to take her to a hospital, I think someone is after her, she literaly fell out of the sky. I need your help"

"where are you?"

"New-Mexico, I'm making the way now to santé-fe"

"I'll have a medical chopper pick you up, don't do anything stupid in the meantime!"

"thanks tony, I owe you one"

"you owe me about fifteen but never mind that, get her hear before shield find out"

"thanks tony".

Tony fell back to his bed. Last time people were falling out of the sky it was hardly pleasant, but he knew damn well that if shield got the girl first, it would be unpleasant for everybody involved, especially the girl.

"Jarvis" he said.

"Right ahead of you sir" spoke the house computer.

Tony mumbled with frustration and fell right back to sleep.


"what's your name?" asked the boy, his eyes were emerald green and his hair black as a raven. Trough her tears, Lys thought he was beautiful.

"L,Lys" she mumbled. She had many names; Lys was the one that she liked.

"I'm Loki, of Asgard" said the boy "what are you doing here?"

Lys did not answer, simply because she had no idea where "here" was. She ran as fast as she could, she ran into the abyss, and she burned her way on the bridge in the sky.

"I, I don't know" she said, she was fighting back her tears, she closed her eyes, tried to shut the world out.

It was no good.

Behind her closed eyes she could see it all again- the fire, and the water, her father's face and his sword.

"it's ok Lys. Everything is going to be alright. Now, do you think maybe you could stop this fire?"

"No!" she called. Fire must never be stopped, she knew that well. Stopping fire meant dyeing – so was known.

The boy seemed disappointed. Troubled even.

They were in a smell cave, the outside was burning. She didn't even remember starting that fire, she had no idea where was this cave or where did the boy come from.

"You are in the forests of Midgard, you are from Musphelhime- are you?" he said, as if reading her mind.

Lys nodded; closing her eyes again she tried her best to fight boiling tears that were now welling down her face.

"I asked my brother to give me some time to calm the core of the fire, if you don't stop it by yourself they are going to have to put it out" he said, he reached out and touched her cheek, he was hurt by her heat, and yet tried to stay calm.

"are you going to take me back to Musphelhime?" she asked, sheer terror in her eyes.

The boy smiled and said "Not if you don't want us to".

For the first time ever, Loki saw Lys smile. Her smile was bright and warm as the winter sun, he smiled back at her.

"Now, do you think maybe you could calm this fire down? Center it back here" he said and place his palm over her heart.

Lys nodded. She closed her eyes ant took a deep breath.

"that better" the boy said.

She felt warm inside again, as if all the fire in the world returned to her, her mind cleared. She smiled and laughed nervously.

Loki was offering her his hand. She took it. His hand was cool, yet comforting. Lys walked his him out of the dark of the cave into the burned forest and to his party, and his home.

She stayed with him in Asgard, her confronted his father and begged him to let her stay, after a long argument the all father consented, and she remained in the realm of the aesir as their guest.

Life could have remained perfect as they were.

But it took only one year before surtr found that she was still alive.


Bruce help the man sent by stark to the chpper, one of them, a man named happy Hogan- he met before.

Tony sent a paramedic with the chopper, he and bruce got the girl buckled of to a bed of the chopper and started working.

Lys was at a dark place. She was not yet awake, that she knew.

Far away, above her she saw a light.

"I can't get there" she whispered.

She was floating in a silent and everlasting dark, soon, she knew, she will be dead.

"it was all for nothing Lys" she told herself "they captured you, and now you are going to die after all, you good for nothing fool"

"do you have a defibrillator?!" Bruce shouted, the paramedic nodded and started setting the red case to work.

"Come on! Don't die!" Bruce called as he kept on trying to resuscitate the girl's weak body, he was going out of breath, and the girl was still dying.

Her face was going paler and paler by the second, and all hit attempts to get her warmer failed. She was not bleeding anymore- she seemed to be going out like a candle.

Bruce did not want to think what would happen if she died up in the air, if he'll be able to control his nerves. He saw death before, people died in his arms before- it was never easy. But up in the air, knowing that he alone was her only chance- Bruce feared for the others on the flight.

Lys reached up for the light. She managed to fly closer to it, powered by her will to live.

But she was still to heavy. There was so much keeping her down, her anger, her broken heart and soul. She had to let everything go if she wanted to make it to the light, make it back to life.

She could hear explosions in her ears, and the light above her seemed to flicker.

She took a deep breath, and started letting go.

"CLEAR!" the paramedic called and brought the defibrillator to the girl's chest, pressing it down as here weak body jolted up. Her pulse was still gone.

"CLEAR!" he shouted once more and gave her another jolt.

Ly's was letting everything go. Musphelhaim, Asgard, her prison, her father, all of her names but the one she loved most.

And as she forgot, she grew closer to the light.

There was one thing she couldn't let go of- Loki's offered hand, and the very first time she saw him. She kept everything else aside.

The hate was too heavy, so she let go of it to. All she kept was a faint warning- to herself, never to trust him again.

She felt light as she felt empty- and she reached for the light.

"Doctor Banner. I'm sorry" said the paramedic "she is dead"

Bruce closed his eyes, inside him he felt the other guy fighting to break free, he clenched his teeth and tightened his grip on the girl's hand.

He was ready to jump off, he didn't know if he'll survive the fall, but he knew that if he will lose the fight within him they will all be dead.

"You are hurting my hand" he heard a faint whisper.

The girl was alive.


hey there! thnkes for reading!

no loki this time, sorry, but he will have a huge part next time- promis.

song of the chapter:

where is my mind?: watch?v=BlDv44SeKBY (not the original ver. with all due respect for the pixies- I like this one better)

sombody asked me what Lys's name mean- well, Lys is the nordic word for "light". she has may other names, like she can have many form- she is a flame so she never really settles in anything.

I know i said I won't be able to keep this pace, but I really wanna get to the good stuff~ and I'm sick, so I'm home, so I have tons of time~

see you soon!