Phil was dead, and I was left with a horrifying truth. Shield had lied to me about absolutely everything, and I could no longer trust them. They lied to me about not having a family, and they lied to me about not killing a living soul. How I felt? Well I certainly feel like a monster. A killer. They told me I could save lives, but I am no better than Loki. Furry of course didn't know about me finding out I have killed. I decided I would keep that to myself for a little while. At least just until the time was right.

Everything that we tried to prevent from going wrong went wrong. Loki had escaped, the tesseract is gone, the Hulk wrecked havoc, we're missing two of our teammates and now Coulson is dead.

As for now Steve, Tony and I all sat around the huge glass table. I sat between Steve, and Tony. We all looked depressed. Furry came up to the table with Maria Hill by his side. None of us dared to look up and meet his eyes. We all thought the same thing. Maybe if we hadn't been arguing we could have avoided the Hulk coming out, the engine failure, and Phil dying. "These were in Phil Coulson's jacket." Furry threw the cards onto the glass table. "Guess he never got you to sign them." I glanced at the cards. Guilt washed over me. The Captain America trading cards he treasured so much were covered in his blood. Steve sighed sadly and picked one up; examining it. I couldn't imagine how Steve felt.

Phil had admired the man, and now Phil was dead. " We're dead in the air up here. Our communications, location of the cube, Banner, Thor. I got nothing for you. Lost my one good eye. Maybe I had that coming." Furry placed his hands n the table and leaned against it.

Furry walked around the table."Yes, we were going to build an arsenal with the Tesseract. I never put all my chips on that number though, because I was playing something even riskier."

Furry continued to talk, but this time it was directed toward me. "Yes we did hide that you were once a Hydra weapon. We also did hide that you had a family, and your memories were erased. We thought that it would just pain you more knowing that happened. We would have eventually told you." He admitted. "We also..." Furry paused for a moment. Maybe he was going to tell everyone what I had found out.

There was an idea, Stark knows this, called the Avengers initiative." Furry changed the subject.

The idea was to bring together a group of remarkable people, see if they could become something more. See if they could work together when we needed them to, to fight the battles that we never could." He leaned against the top of my chair.

"Phil Coulson died still believing in that idea, in heroes." He directed it towards Tony. Tony stood up, and left the room without looking back. I glanced up at Steve, but he didn't even look at me. " Well, it's an old fashioned notion." Furry sighed.

Furry walked out of the room, and left Steve and I alone. We hadn't really gotten to talk or even get along. None of us have gotten along since we were forced to work with each other.

Silence filled the air, "Did you know him?" Steve asked quietly. "What?" I asked confused he'd actually talked to me. Based on the stern look he gave when we meet and the lack of communication I was confused if we were on talking level. He looked up from his blood stained trading cards and looked me in the eyes, "Did you know him?" He questioned. He caught me off guard,"Uh no. Not so much personally. We talked here and there." I admitted. He nodded his head and looked back to down.

This silence was annoying. He just spoke a few words to me since I've been here, and always gave me stern looks. I sighed, "Whats up with you?" I snapped at him. He looked up again with the same stern look. "What do you mean?" He asked sternly. I scoffed, "The looks you give me! It's like you don't like me or you don't want me to be a part of the teame" I spat.

I waited for an answer. He said nothing. I scoffed, and got up making my chair fall to the ground. "Typical." I mumbled. I was about to start walking when a voice stopped me, "Wait Ara." He addressed me by my first name. I turned around, "It's Von Olsen. We're not friends." I stated. He looked back down at the cards, and back to me.

I crossed my arms waiting for him to talk. "Shield isn't the best place for a kid." He admitted. I furrowed my brows. "It's just that I don't like the fact shield recruited someone so young. You could die." He stated. "Captain," I started but he cut me off, "No. I'm sorry. I know you could hold your own but I still see you as a kid because you are one. You don't deserve to go through this." He said.

"I know. But it's my own decision."

Steve gave me a sad look but stayed silent.

Steve and I wandered about the hellicarier trying to find out where Tony was. I didn't wanna go due to my depressing mood but Steve insisted. He was right in a way. We needed to find Loki. We finally found Tony in the room where Loki used to be. The room where Phil was also killed in and where I found out the truth.

We walked in and saw Tony looking down where the cell used to be not saying a word. Steve leaned against the rail. I sat down on the ground, and swung my legs. "Was he married?" Steve asked breaking the silence. Tony snapped out of his daze, "No. There was a uh...cellist, I think."

"I'm sorry. He seemed like a good man."

"He was an idiot." Tony admitted rudely. "Why?" Steve shot back. I lifted my head, and watched the two bicker. "Why? For believing?" Steve asked. "No for taking on Loki alone." He walked off the platform. "He was doing his job." Steve defended him as he walked towards Tony. " He was out of his league. He should have waited. He should have..."

" Sometimes there isn't a way out, Tony." Steve interrupted him. " Right. How did that work for him?" Tony asked walking away. " Is this the first time you've lost a soldier?" Steve asked. Tony turned around sharply"WE ARE NOT SOLDIERS! I am not marching to Fury's fife!" He snarled. I stood up feeling the tension between the two.

"Neither am I. He's got the same blood on his hands as Loki does. Right now we've got to put that aside and get this done. Now Loki needs a power source, if we can put together a list..."

Tony interrupted him" He made it personal."

"That's not the point." Steve explained. "That is the point. That's Loki's point. He hit us all right where we live. Why?" Stark asked. I walked towards them and shrugged. "Tear us apart." Tony shook his head, and climbed up on the platform and thought, "He had to conquer his greed, but he knows he has to take us out to win, right? That's what he wants. He wants to beat us and he wants to be seen doing it. He wants an audience."

"Right, I caught his act at Stuttgart." Steve pointed out. "Yeah. That's just a preview, this is opening night. Loki's a full-tilt diva. He wants flowers, he wants parades, he wants a monument built in the skies with his name plastered..." He paused and Steve raised his eyebrows for him to continue. "Son of a bitch." He said in realization.

Yeah. That's just a preview, this is opening night. Loki's a full-tilt diva. He wants flowers, he wants parades, he wants a monument built in the skies with his name plastered...

"The three of us figured out where Loki was headed. Stark tower. Steve had ordered Tony to suit up while we alerted the other team members. Steve and I barged into the room ready to tell Natasha the news. "Time to go." He informs her. "Go where?" She asks in confusion. " I'll tell you on the way. Can you fly one of those jets?" He asked. Suddenly Barton walks out of the restroom, "I can." He tells him drying his hands with a towel. Steve looks at Barton unsure. Natasha nods her head to assure him he is on our side. "You got a suit?" Steve asks. "Yeah."

"Then suit up."