The SHIELD helicarrier was more massive than Amaia could ever have imagined. She felt very small when she stepped off of the helicopter onto the bay. To her, it was as big as the world. She knew that wasn't true, but it sure seemed that way. She had to stand still for a minute, eye wide, just taking in the monstrosity of the floating fortress. "So this is what the ants on the windowsill feel like..." She murmured to herself.

"It is rather impressive, is it not?" A new voice, a deep, godly voice, sounded behind her. She looked over her shoulder to see Thor landing behind her. He smiled warmly at her, but she could tell he was worried about something.

"Thor," Dr. Banner greeted him. Thor shook his hand. Natasha crossed her arms. "If you're finished with formalities, we have work to do." Thor grew serious, "I need to speak to Fury before you do anything." Amaia perked up, "did you learn something?" He didn't look at her and replied curtly, "that I did." She was going to ask what it was, but Natasha ushered her along.

They came to a large windowless room that was dimly lit and seemingly empty. Thor had gone off to talk to Fury after telling Natasha and Banner something that Amaia hadn't overheard. Natasha stood in front of Amaia, and Dr. Banner sat off to the side to observe. "You have to learn first to fight without your power," Natasha stated firmly. Amaia was relieved. "It won't be easy, especially without depth perception. Now, I'm going to try to hit you. Dodge me."

Before Amaia had a chance to respond, Natasha stepped forward and her fist flew out, striking Amaia in the chest and knocking her down. Amaia grunted as she hit the ground. She took a few deep breaths, "that hurt." "Of course it hurt, but a real enemy wouldn't stop there. You have to be able to defend yourself before you can take the offensive. Understand?"

By the end of a two-hour long session, Amaia could successfully dodge Natasha's punches and occasionally a kick. However, it was not without a cost. She was covered in bruises, dark purple against her white skin. Her body ached and she just wanted to lie down and sleep.

"Time for a break. Ten minutes." Amaia groaned, such a short time? This was going to be hard, to say the least. Amaia caught the water bottle tossed to her and drank it slowly, sitting down and laying on her back. She closed her eyes for a moment, and found that she could see something pale and blue, though the vision was not her own.

Fury was looking out the front window of the helicarrier, a scowl on his face. Thor stood beside him, with a similar look. "So Loki has escaped." Fury restated the conversation. "And you believe that the girl is dangerous." Thor glanced at him. "Yes. I told Natasha to train her without use of her powers for now." Fury nodded, "that is acceptable. I sent Dr. Banner with them to supervise." Thor looked back out the window.

"Captain America is extremely unhappy with me," Fury attempted to change the subject. Thor laughed softly, "I would imagine so." Fury smiled, just a bit. "We'll train her without her power until she is good enough to be sent out on missions. I'll have our agents keep an eye out for Loki. Thank you for warning me, Thor." Thor shook his hand. "I must be going. I believe Loki has something of importance. Keep a close eye on Miss Black, as well." Fury rubbed his chin, "I will."

Thor walked out of the control room of the helicarrier, down to where Iron Man and Captain America were unloading with a shaken politician. The Hand and Hydra had been active lately. He expected them to be arguing, or at least bickering, but they were both eerily silent, and the agents around them noticed. Thor greeted them, "Captain America, man of iron, how fare you?" Steve made little attempt to answer. Tony rolled his eyes, "someone's pouting."

Thor chuckled, despite himself. "I hope your reason to pout vanishes, Captain." Steve brushed dirt off his chest. "I doubt it will." Thor cleared his throat. "When you have a moment, I wish to speak with you both." He could see that they knew his news likely wasn't good.

It was late into the night by the time Natasha decided to call it a day. Amaia could hardly stand on her own two feet. There was a new man watching with Dr. Banner. Natasha introduced him as Clint Barton. He seemed indifferent about Natasha's rough training, but he flashed her a smile when he was introduced. Amaia weakly smiled back, then wondered how she was going to get home. That question was soon answered when Dr. Banks entered the room. "Miss Black, how are you feeling?" Her look was enough. He smiled sympathetically, "would you come with me? We've got a room for you where you can sleep and we can keep an eye on you." Amaia was too exhausted to argue.

She trudged along behind Dr. Banks down the hall. The room he led her to was small, with only a bed and a nightstand, but she didn't care. She collapsed into bed and let him put a few pads on her head that would monitor her brain activity while she slept. After that, she fell asleep within a few seconds of closing her eyes.

Thor let out a soft breath as he sat with Dr. Banks, Bruce, and Tony. Tony had sent Steve home for the night so he wouldn't fret too much about the situation, though he was likely fretting anyway. They were watching the monitors hooked up to Miss Black, and everything seemed to be normal, but Tony looked uneasy. Dr. Banks noticed. "Mr. Stark, you needn't worry. With her state of exhaustion, she likely won't have dreams bad enough to wake her." Tony shook his head, "she has the same nightmare every night. She shouldn't be alone." Thor joked lightly, "I'm surprised that you aren't complaining about having better things to do."

"You said it yourself, goldilocks. There's a chance that she could wipe us all out. I think that's pretty important." Tony flashed his signature cocky smirk. "I'll decide when I have better things to do." He glanced at the clock. "It's almost two o'clock. Anyone want some coffee?" All three raised their hands. Tony chuckled and went over to the pot to make some.

Just then, the steady beeping on the monitor of brain waves began to pick up, beeping louder and faster. The camera in the room showed Miss Black beginning to squirm in her sleep. Tony paused, watching with an intense frown. The machine started screaming about the same time Amaia did. "Shit!" Tony shouted and ran for the door, but Thor was ahead of him. Dr. Banner watched the brain monitor, while Dr. Banks stared intently at the camera feed. Amaia was shrieking, trying to get out of the tangle of sheets. She reached up and ripped off her eyepatch, and Dr. Banks saw it. The eye that seemed to hold the universe. That was the last thing he ever saw before he fell over, dead, with blood leaking from his eye sockets. His eyes were gone. The camera feed went dark, and the entire ship shuddered.

Dr. Banner, needless to say, was quite startled.