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1 year four months ago.

Saint Petersburg.

My life was changed forever. Now I could never have children because I would remind that day for the rest of my life and those memories would follow me to the death, I was afraid those bad actions would be paid by an innocent's life. Now I could never hear a child scream in their games because I would remember that horrible moment when my swords tasted for the very first time innocent blood.

I looked at my reflection in the mirror.

"Dye your hair or something" Acke had told me. And I knew exactly what color it would be.

My hair was now raven black, curls covering my face. My forehead had those recent cuts that reminded what I should be proud about but I was only of. I roared and punched the mirror, it cracked and pieces felt from it, leaving only a few pieces stuck to the wall. I stretched my hand and my black Falcata appeared. I grabbed some strands of hair and cut it, so the fringe would cover those horrible scars.

I walked through the storage. My brother was in the same place I had been reputedly been bitten and where those dogs –that I had also murdered- attacked me wildly. Acke was watching a map placed on a table, he was alone.

I leaned on the railing of the balcony to see him better.

"Hello there sicka" My brother said without looking at me, I hated this nickname

"Why?" I said simply

"Why what?"

"Why as a proof to my loyalty I had to kill a bunch of fourth graders? James had to kill a corrupt politician, Kendra her mother that mistreated her all her life and Ivan a serial killer. Why did I had to be the one that killed an innocent"

"You were the softest one. I was afraid you were too weak"

I jumped from the balcony and landed in the same floor my brother was, he was still checking that stupid map without looking at me, so he didn´t see as I stretched my arm to call for my weapon

"Too weak?"

"Yeah, now I see you are capable of anything" He chuckled

"Damn right I am" I said and I stabbed him in the back, without hesitation.

He gasped for the surprise and the pain; I forced his body to face me. He had his eyes wide open and his mouth slightly, trying to say something. I crossed my forearms and recharged them in the pommel of my sword.

"Ta-Tara"

"You wanted to see a monster?" I grabbed my swords with both arms and right before I stabbed him once again I said "Well here´s your monster"

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"Didn´t the alliance killed you for betrayal or something?" Natasha asked

"They tried to but I told them I was the one they would respond to now. I made James the responsible of the group while I was away. I had in mind to find Loki and warn him, but then many things got in the way so I just started to live a normal life"

"You have idea of how twisted that sounds" Fury snapped

"I do but it´s the only thing I really wanted in my life"

We were in a jet back to the high security prison. We had made a deal, I was still going to help them, but from my personal cell at the brand new jail, made for Loki and now myself. I was going to be in a different corridor of Loki, of course, so I could never see him. I would be in a comfortable-ish cell, where I could work for them. The only thing was that they could visit me whenever they wanted to, but I had no way to contact them. The mission was to find Acke and send him to Vanaheim, although I suggested Asgard was a better place to hold a criminal. Vanaheim was a realm against violence –which means I was probably vanished already- and it didn´t have a place to hold criminals as my brother. We also needed to figure out the origins of the Alliance and how and why did Acke choose the people who did.

"What?" I asked rudely to Banner who had been looking at me all the time we had been in that yet. He was sat in front of me but unlike me, he wasn´t handcuffed

"Nothing" He said in peaceful and controlled voice

"Don´t you hate me like everyone else?"

"No" he said thoughtfully "I´m disappointed"

"Disapoin-?" I started laughing "What did you expect me to be, come on: Loki´s friend, secret alliance, I´m surprise you still don´t want to kill me yourself. I´m a monster remember?"

"Just because everyone says you are a monster, doesn´t mean you have to act like one"

"Says who?" I dared him.

"Says me" he said again with his gentle voice but now with a glimpse of determination. I remembered what I´d heard about him and what he had told me himself. For the first time I really felt sympathized with someone

"I-I´m sorry Bruce"

"It´s okay. You know, I read the report of your…interview, with Fury. And there´s two things that I saw; one, you are not telling the whole true, I don´t believe someone like you would suddenly spit out her whole story-"

"That sounds like something Stark would say" I pointed out

"Yeah well, it was his idea, but also; you are a brokenhearted person, you are a" He searched mentally for a way to describe it "a hurricane of emotions right now, so listening to them wouldn´t be exactly a good idea. You want revenge, a release, a closing chapter in your problematical phase in life, but the way you want to achieve it isn´t the correct one"

"Is this why you volunteered to escort me, to give me a lecture?"

"As a matter of fact, yes. Listen Tara, I know your life isn´t exactly what you want it to be right now, I know that there are too many people that have hurt you but your ways to give them what you think they deserve are not the correct ones, you need to see that"

"Hey!" Said Stark turning around as much as his seatbelt let him from the copilot seat "I said that as well!"

"I never said you didn´t" Bruce said with a-matter-of-fact voice

I smiled, these guys somehow managed to make me feel like a normal person again.