Red and orange licked at stone and concrete. Fire, so much fire. The light of the flames were reflected in a pair of violet eyes. They stared blankly ahead into the dust and destruction as the sounds of war echoed around the still woman. Loose strands of pastel pink hair, that was pulled back into a braid, stirred slightly. Her clothing, a simple blue t-shirt, ripped blue jeans, and black converse shoes, were ripped, tattered, torn, and stained with blood; both scarlett red and dark blue. Her pale skin was paler than was normal, clearly not a good omen. The red liquid trickled down her lips and chin, creating a small pool beneath her. The light was slowly fading from her eyes. Her life slipping through her fingers like water. She was racked with intense pain, shaking slightly from it only to cause more. She could faintly hear the screams of innocent people being slaughtered in front of her. The images burning into her mind like it was punishing her for her sins. Tears streaked down her dirty face, cutting shining lines of despair down her cheeks. Suddenly a tall figure was reflected in her dying eyes. There was a small flare of recognition in them before they fluttered close, losing consciousness. The last thing she had saw before dying was a bright pair of blue eyes and long, blonde hair.

She gasped as she jolted awake in a cold sweat and bolted upright with a gasp. Her pastel pink hair hanging around her face and clung to her forehead slightly while her violet eyes darted around the room in fear. Silence and darkness covered the room like a thick blanket and she slowly relaxed. She groaned in frustration before throwing her covers off and getting out of her bed. She wore a grey, oversized t-shirt and black shorts. The woman walked out into the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of water, chugging it when suddenly the lights flicked on to reveal Agent Phil Coulson of S.H.I.E.L.D, level 7 clearance and a surprise guest.

"Hello Seretta." He smiled slightly and the woman, Seretta, spat out water, coughing and gasping for air.

"Jesus Christ Phil!" She finally managed to choke out as she bent over slightly, hands gripping her knees. "Are you trying to kill me?! What the hell are you doing here at three in the morning?" She demanded as she looked up at him. He sat down on one of the chairs and smiled at his young friend.

"Remember New York City? The Avengers? " Phil asked her and she sat down across from him, frowning as her eyes darkened at the memories attached to the words.

"I won't forget. Why?" Seretta asked, suddenly suspicious. Her fingers twitched slightly to reveal how nervous she really was now and Phil frowned slightly as his smile disappeared before answering her.

"Come with me to Stark Tower and you'll find out." He said mysteriously and Seretta sighed heavily.

"Fuck S.H.I.E.L.D and their tendency for mystery and lies. Alright Phil. Let's go." She nodded before standing up and disappearing into her room. Phil's frown remained even after she had vanished from view. It seems as if she didn't recover from the battle like they had thought.


Seretta sat unhappily in the car next to Coulson, tapping her fingers distractedly. She turned suddenly towards him and huffed.

"Since when did S.H.I.E.L.D consider me part of the Avengers?" She demanded to know. Phil didn't look at her but answered anyways.

"Since you fought in the New York battle." Seretta frowned before looking away and out the window. She unconsciously touched her side before resting her arm back down on the seat. They pulled up to the Tower and got out as the one and only Tony Stark walked up to greet them both.

"Seretta. Good to see you haven't stabbed yourself by accident yet." He smirked before Seretta punched him and continued to walk into the tower. Tony rubbed his shoulder as Phil stood next to him.

"Still a bitch I see." He muttered as Phil shook his head head and followed his friend inside.


Seretta sat in a chair near the red headed Natasha Romanov with Clint Barton standing nearby. Bruce Banner stood over the coffee table examining blueprints while Tony and Phil sat on the couch. Steve Rogers took up residence on the other chair. It was uncomfortably quiet for a moment before Tony opened his mouth to speak.

"Stark if you say one word about how clumsy I am I will rip out your innards and strangle you with them." Seretta growled behind clenched teeth and Tony immediately shut his mouth. Natasha and Clint smirked at each other, knowing that Seretta didn't take shenanigans from Tony. Phil nodded as another person entered the room. A tall, muscular man with long, blonde hair and bright blue eyes. He stood quietly behind Seretta's chair but she chose to ignore whoever it was.

"Now that everyone is here we ca-" Phil started until Tony interrupted rudely.

"Who invited Point Break?" He cut in and Seretta froze briefly before a small smile grew on her face. She jumped up and spun around to see the man before scrambling over the chair in her haste to reach him.

"THOR!" She cried out in joy as her eyes sparkled with happiness and mischief. She threw her arms around his neck and hugged him tightly, Thor chuckling at her silly antics as he hugged her back.