Author's Note: Sorry for the delay, it's been hectic for me this holiday season. So Merry Christmas to all my readers, unless you don't celebrate it, then Happy whatever it is that you celebrate, but if you don't celebrate, then... uh... What's up? HA! And this well be the chapter where Amanda is introduced into the story. I promise this time. This is the one people!

They finally reached the clearing and took a quick look around. Clint had said he would find some food, Nastasha said she was going to find some water, and everyone else was trying to find some form of civilization. There were no paths that seemed to be pushed down for people constantly walking on the earth. There were no signs or markers saying where they were. Tony tried finding their location on his GPS, but none of his tracking mechanisms worked. Thor flew up once more trying to find a town or a city. He came back a few minutes later with a large smile on his face.

"There is a town about a days walk to the East of here." Tony let out a deep sigh.

"And why didn't you go down and ask someone to come and get us?" he asked crossing his arms.

"They don't have vehicles. Just horses. It would take them a while to get here. So I didn't even bother." Steve and Bruce exchanged weird looks while Tony was running this through his head. This didn't make any sense at all. Why wouldn't they have any cars? At least a motorcycle.

"Even if they had cars," Bruce piped in. "They wouldn't be able to make it all the way out here. The terrain is pretty rough." Everyone shrugged in silent agreement. Tony went back to trying to work on his radio contact with the helicarrier. Nothing was working communication wise. He finally gave up a few short minutes later.

"The electromagnetic field that cut the power in the helicopter must have fried our communications as well," he said throwing down his helmet.

"If it cut the power in the helicopter, then why is your suit still working?" Steve asked crossing his arms.

"I must have been protected by the helicopter itself."

"Then why didn't it protect our communicators?" he asked. Tony glared at him as he searched for an answer. He truly had no idea what was going on with anything.

"I don't know!" he finally yelled. Steve was taken aback at this remark. When has any Stark been unsure of anything? He couldn't recall his father not knowing anything. Did this really mean they were in serious trouble?

Soon enough, Clint and Nastasha returned with food and water. A fire was built and soon everyone was enjoying a piece of deer and berries as they shared water. Tomorrow, the decided, they would walk to the town nearby. They would get up as early as possible to start their journey so they could get there as soon as possible. They were already tired of this, except Bruce who seemed used to living this way. Though he probably had since he was always apart from civilization for the most part. After they finished their meal, the laid back and tried to find some sleep. It took them, one by one.

Early the next morning, Thor was the first one up and was waking everyone else up. They gathered what they salvaged and started walking towards their destination. It took them most of the day to get close enough to where they could see smoke rising over top of the trees. If the wind blew from the town in their direction, they could smell food cooking. If they strained their ears they could hear faint noises echoing through the forest. The group started to become nervous.

Clint stopped in front of everyone making them stop. He was looking around at the surrounding area his eyes narrowed as he searched for something.

"What is it?" Steve asked. A slight noise attracted everyone's attention to it. Clint reached for his bow as everyone else reached for their weapons. But soon enough, about ten men stood out of the shadows with bows of their own pointing at everyone in the group. The group just waited for a chance to strike, but just as soon as they were going to attack, one of the men spoke up.

"Who are you?" Steve stepped forward to speak.

"We've crashed our helicopter. We need to use a phone so we can contact our superiors and tell them where they are." The men with the bows exchanged strange looks. Before anyone could even blink, ropes came flying out of nowhere and started tying them down. They tried to fight against them, but every time they struggled, a massive heat went through their bodies where ever the rope touched their skin. They soon gave up. They were dragged along listening to the men talk about them.

"They way they talk, they have to be spies. We need to dispose of them to send a message," one said.

"The way their dressed. It's so odd," another said. That was when they noticed that the men were wearing leather for clothing.

"Of course we have to crash in the middle of a third world country where they have no common sense," Tony grumbled. An arrow came into his vision quickly.

"Say one more thing spy."

"We're not spies. We don't even know what's going on!" Tony hissed back. The men seemed to take this into consideration for a moment.

"Just what a spy would say trying to save their hides." They all gave a roll of their eyes. Who would they be spies for?

They were dragged into the town. People lined the streets staring at the sight before them. The buildings seemed to be made from dried mud and the roofs were made from blankets of straw. There was no glass in the windows, just shutters to protect them from the elements. Everyone seemed to be wearing an assortment of rags as they watched the people being dragged through their town. A banging sound of metal on metal drew Tony's attention. He looked for it and found what seemed to be a blacksmith. There was a roaring fire contained within a furnace. Bellows made sure it stayed nice and hot for whatever was being forged. Inside was a woman. Her long raven colored hair was tied back in a braid to keep it from catching fire from a stray ember. Soot and dirt covered her face. Her eyes seemed to glow a special color blue in the light of the fire. He knew her. It couldn't be. It was her. She was here. She was alive.

Tony began fighting against the ropes again ignoring the burning sensation in his wrists trying to get to her, but she just ignored him. He was jerked back to the rest of the group. Tears stung his eyes as he just wanted to hold his sister just to make sure she was real. He was sure he could be hallucinating, but he just couldn't be. It had to be her.

"Amanda!" he called out. Everyone's eyes were on her as she looked up. She dropped the hammer she was using to beat a piece of metal on the anvil and covered her mouth with her soot covered hands. She ran out into the streets calling Tony's name, but they were ignored by the rest of the men who were dragging them along. She couldn't believe her eyes. Her brother was here. After all these years her brother was right in front of her. And by the looks of it, he was in trouble and she needed to save him.

Author's Note: And there she is! Told you so! There's Amanda! Yay!