The cold wind stung the side of Emma's face, tainting the pale white colour turning pink.
Looking around her she thought she was in some sort of dream, she was standing on top of brick and rubble in a deserted warehouse site, she knew exactly where she was.
But how did she get there? Hadn't she been in a S.H.I.E.L.D hellicarrier just a moment ago? Her legs ached with pain and small cuts on her arms stung bitterly, this had Loki's name all over it; but he was nowhere to be seen, she standing in the middle of a destroyed warehouse, Emma was alone.
What happened? She had been talking to Steve, and there was a crash.
Her heart sank causing her whole body to start shaking, the crash had reminded her so much of the nightmares Emma had been having months before. Bruce had told her that she may be able to use her powers in different aspects but could she really move from one spot to another?
Loneliness dawned on Emma, somewhere the Avenger's where fighting against Loki and here she was doing nothing- again. God she was so useless, the only thing she'd successfully done was save her own ass.
She didn't deserve to meet the Avengers, time and time again they had saved the world putting themselves at great risk, and here she was standing in the deserted building of Endo anger boiled through her veins causing her arms to be tainted blue- she had to find away to get back to S.H.I.E.L.D, to get back to Steve.
Frustrated she shot the blue energy at the a nearby lump of concrete causing it to incinerate into dust, her head throbbed bringing tears into her eyes.
"Miss me?". A voice rang through her ears, terrifying Emma. Looking around she was still alone in the abandoned warehouse.
"Loki?". she whispered her voice barely loud enough to hear, her heart pounding in her chest, cold fear rippling through her.
"You fragile humans, do you really believe I would just let you destroy the warehouse killing my men before running off with a bunch of misfits. Your fear cripples you, yet I get stronger by the minute".
Emma fell down on the rubble, throwing her head in her hands. His words wounding her, destroying her.
What was happening? This is all in your head she thought to herself, you're just scared. There's no way Loki could be talking to her, in her mind. Tears rolled down her face, stinging her eyes, pain surging through her body.
A sudden wave of air hit Emma causing her to look up in shock, to her surprise it was not the God of mischief here to kill her, but someone else completely.
The red and gold suit of the Iron Man glistened in the sun, towering above her, slowly Tony removed his helmet to take a look at the cowering girl on the floor, blue light shinning over her skin, dry tears stained her face.
"Wh-what?". She said taking the hand of the silent man in front of her, "How did you find me?".
"I've been asking myself that the moment I saw you here". Tony said smiling, worry still in his eyes.
A new batch of tears rolled down Emma's face as she looked into the brown eye's of the man in front of her.
She had been so wrong about Tony, he wasn't selfish he wasn't greedy or smug. Tony Stark was the type of man who lifted the tension with jokes and sarcasm to help other people from losing their grip on sanity.
Sure he had been born into the life of fame and money, but he had chosen to live a life of helping others with the Iron Man. Everything Tony Stark had gone through defined him as the man he is today, the best parts and the worst parts of his life had all been watched by the public eye- but did that deter him from saving the lives of the people of the Earth? No.
Standing up slowly, her legs shaking Emma walked over to the man in the iron suit. Tripping on lose rocks and the remains of bricks she finally felt the effects of crashing down on a abandoned ware house site. Her brown hair hung loosely by her shoulders swaying in the breeze, slowly she stretched up to hug Tony gripping tightly against his neck; shutting her eyes she leant her weight against him.
"You're okay". He whispered slowly,holding onto her firmly. "You're safe".
"Tony". she said turning to look into his eyes. "I'm tired of feeling like I'm crazy".
"What do you mean?".
"I think Loki's in my mind, he's destroying me". Emma said shaking in his arms.