Author's Note: Sorry for taking so long. Had a bit of writer's block and an event filled last couple of weeks. Thank you for hanging with me. Please leave feedback so I can know what to do better. I am open to any criticism.

Chapter 7

"What else do you know?!" The one with the eye patch asks me.

"I have told you already the balance has shifted and until it is righted there will be grave consequences to pay."

"You are not telling me everything! I've interrogated many before you. I can see that you aren't telling me everything."

I don't blink. I know the others are watching as well. "When the time is right all will be revealed. I have told you what is appropriate at this time."

"Is that so?"

"You dare question me?!" I rise, anger spreading my nostrils flaring. "Why you ungrateful…." I stop myself before I call him a…no that describes only one man I know. I kneel on the floor and bend over. Calm yourself. You are made of steel. Calm yourself. I meditate for a few moments. A door clicks. He has left. I hear angry voices.

"Well what are we supposed to do," Banner asks, "She's told us what she can."

"It isn't much though. We need more," the Captain states.

"I have to agree with Cap on this one," Stark says.

"We have to know what's going to hit us so we can prepare," Fury says.

"And that worked the last time," Stark says incredulously.

"As I recall your work with the Tesseract nearly got me killed," Barton says.

"Yes. I didn't forget." Fury seems on edge now.

"Perhaps we could trust her," Thor says.

"We have nothing to work with," Fury snarls.

"Maybe I could give it a shot?" Romanoff says pushing herself off the wall she's been leaning against.

"No!" Banner practically shouts.

"Why don't you give it a try," Fury smiles.

The door opens. They closed my eyes on the journey here but I know I must be stored in their headquarters. I am in a small room made of metal. However when the door opens I feel the strong Magic emanating. My head whips up. I am staring into the eyes of Agent Romanoff. The one with the eye patch seems to want to follow. I take the opportunity sidestepping past Romanoff. I grab on to his jacket pushing myself into the hall. "What do you have?"

He laughs. I can feel the tension from the others. Banner will try pleading with me but I know better. I focus intently. It is down the long corridor I am in but the opposite direction of where the rest are standing, to the left, then right, third door on the left. That is where the Magical object is and it must be powerful. He is their leader, as long as I have a grip on him. I swing him out of my way, right into the group. I don't wait I take off down the corridor.