This one took a little bit longer to write because I had to figure out how to make Cora...well, kick butt. Hopefully it has turned out okay, please tell me what you think of the chapter in the review box, I very much appreciate everyone who has already left me reviews, and I thank you for them. Enjoy the chapter

Cora cried out desperately, watching as Phil sank to the floor, still holding that blasted gun that he'd been so proud of just moments before. Crawling over to him Cora was almost to him when Loki picked her up and held her next to him like a parent might hold an angry child, still a loving hold, but one that prevented the captive from escaping.

"No! Let go of me!" Cora yelled trying to get over to Phil, who was looking back at her.

"Loki!" Thor shouted at his brother as he lugged Cora over to the big red button of doom.

"Bye," Loki said with a smirk before pushing the button. Cora cried out for Thor as he disappeared down the chute of many deaths, which was what Cora had called it after she had almost fell down it herself. Cora fought against Loki, trying to break out of his grip with everything that she had, and since she was kind of injured it wasn't very much at all.

"Let me go!" She shouted trying to pull his arm away from her.

"Oh, but little bird, we're going talk to your friend," Loki said with a sneer looking at her. He then proceeded to drag her with him towards Phil, who was lying on the ground looking at Cora with an expression that she didn't recognize, pain maybe? Very explainable since he'd just been stabbed in the chest, but no, this expression was different.

"Phil," Cora said in a gentle voice. He gave her a gruff smile.

"Say your petty Goodbyes," Loki said pushing her towards her injured friend. Cora looked up at Loki with hatred, which he smirked at faintly.

"Cora," Phil mumbled looking at her weakly.

"I'm so sorry," she said placing her hand on his cheek gently.

"It's not your fault," he said softly. Cora looked at him fondly, if he got help right now there was a chance he could still live, she wouldn't have to say goodbye, and she didn't want to.

Losing herself to happy memory land Cora sat next to Phil as he talked to Loki about conviction, or something. Her mind was stuck on the memory of when they'd first met. It was a while ago, when she'd first gotten into S.H.I.E.L.D, he was the first person that joked around with her, and didn't treat her like a freak. They made fun of each other's names, she always thought Phil sounded a little comical, and he thought Cora sounded like a weird rock, and it had been so much fun. She'd finally made a friend, someone who didn't care that she was an alien, someone that cared about her, Phil, she needed him.

Tears started to creak down her cheeks, leaving little trails of salty water on her face; she couldn't lose him, not here, not now.

With a sudden crash Loki was launched out of sight.

"So that's what it does," Phil said looking like he was giving up. Cora smiled through her tears and looked at him lovingly. "Cora," he murmured faintly.

"What?" She responded in a gentle voice.

"Get out of here," he said looking towards the door.

"No," she protested stubbornly. There was no way she was going to leave him here, that would mean that he might not make it. "I can't just leave you here, why does everyone always want me to leave?" She questioned trying to figure out how to move him.

"We care about you too much," Phil gasped out. Cora looked down at him, not knowing what to say, what did she have to say? "No one wants to see you get hurt, run," he said seeing that Loki was getting up slowly.

"No," she said starting to cry again.

"Leave me," he said with a small smile. "I still have my gun, go," he said nudging his head towards the door slightly. Nodding her head with a sad frown she got up and looked back to see that Loki was getting up angrily, catching her eyes he growled at her.

"Catch her!" He yelled at some of his men as they arrived.

"Goodbye Phil," she said in a choked voice before opening her wings and jumping away from them, quickly flying out of sight Loki followed her with a slight smirk on his face; she wasn't going to fly out of his grasp.

Phil watched as Loki and his goonies ran after Cora.

"Bye kiddo."

Sprinting down a hallway as fast as she could Cora gasped when she saw that there were three bad guys at the end of it, could she not escape? Drying her face of tears she turned around to come face to face with Loki, who was smirking at her triumphantly, as if to say, 'found you.'

"Little bird," he greeted looking down at her. Cora shrunk away from him, dashing away from him quickly he materialized in front of her with a chuckle. "There's nowhere to run to this time," he smiled at her.

In a desperate attempt to hit him she lashed out with her fist, which he caught with ease, laughing along the way. He pulled her towards him and picked her up; flinging her over his shoulder like one might carry a sack of potatoes.

"Let me go," she said pounding her fists into his back. "I hate you," she shouted closing her eyes sadly. This was not something she said to people lightly, it usually meant, 'from the depths of my soul I hate you more than anything, crawl into a hole and die.' It was a word she reserved for those she truly hated, and that list was very small, but it did include the clown from McDonalds, because he's a clown, and clowns are a scary. The man that gave her food poisoning, and now Loki as well.

"It will pass," he said glancing back at her with a smirk. He had her, she was finally his. There was the small matter on how she hated him right now, but that didn't matter to him, soon he would rule over this puny planet, and she would have no one else to turn to.

Walking quickly towards a plane that seemed to be waiting for them Loki rushed onto it with a smile, setting Cora down, who immediately tried to get away from him, he grabbed onto her and held her with him. She struggled in his grasp, trying to wriggle away from him like a dog that just saw food dropped on the floor.

"Be still," Loki growled at her. "Or I will have to find another way to calm you," he whispered next to her ear. At his remark Cora froze, he'd already killed Phil, was he going to kill her too. No, there wouldn't have been a point to capture her if he was just going to kill her anyway.

With bitter thoughts Cora wanted to discard her mind, even through all the hatred that she felt towards Loki there was still an inkling of thought in her that wanted to be in his arms, there was still a part of her that liked him.

"That's better," he murmured next to her ear with a grin. A shiver moved its way across her body as she tried to lean away from him.

"You killed him," Cora said, still not wanting to believe that Phil was going to die.

"He was in my way, him and that dreaded brother of mine," Loki said with a growl. Cora turned to look at him sharply, tears welling up in her eyes when she thought about everything that had happened to her because of him.

"They were my friends," she said glaring at him through her tears.

"Come now little bird, I already told you that all you need is me," he said pulling her face close to his. Shaking her head sadly she looked away from him. Loki growled and pulled her face back towards his, kissing her, pinning her against the side of the plane, just as he had done on the ship. She didn't kiss back, but he was expecting that, he just wanted to feel her body pressed against his.

"Loki," she tried to get out when he kept kissing her.

"Bit me, and see what happens to you afterwards," he threatened between a kiss. For a moment when Loki was kissing her she felt an urge to kiss back, but it was a feeling she shoved into the corner of her mind, it was not something that she wanted to feel. It was not something that she wanted to do, especially with her friend's murderer.

Finally pulling away from her Loki looked at her breathless and vulnerable face, the state that she was in, he could easily ravish her, and oh how he wanted to. She was so innocent, and now he had her all to himself, even with the hatred in her eyes he wanted her. For now he was going to see that she slept for the rest of the ride, because once she was able to move he knew that she would try to escape.

"Drink this," he said tossing her a water bottle. She looked at it with an irritated expression.

"I know that there's something in this," she said throwing the water bottle back at him. "I'm not drinking it," she stated firmly, and with an angry tone.

"Oh, but you will," he said with a smirk. Opening the bottle himself he took a mouthful of the water, before moving towards her and kissing her harshly, forcing the water into her mouth she had to swallow it. Almost choking on some of it she started coughing when Loki pulled away with a very satisfied smirk on his face.

"That was cheating," she said between coughs. Glaring over at him she started to lose her vision, the last thing she saw was a smirk on the face of the man that she had mixed emotions for.

Tony, Steve, and Fury were in the control room, mourning over Couslon's death, Fury pulled out Phil's Captain America cards, saying that he didn't get a chance for Steve to sign them.

"There's one more thing," fury said looking to see how they would react to the news. "Loki took Cora," he said glancing at the two of them. Steve leaned back in his chair, mulling over this new information with added grief. Tony looked baffled by the information, earlier when he'd asked about everyone's favorite Averian he'd gotten a different answer.

"You told me she was okay," he shouted at him. "And now you tell me she's with that monster," he paced around angrily. Even Steve looked perturbed by this, Cora was everyone's ray of sunshine, she was always happy when you needed it, Steve had grown quite fond of the girl, like she was a little sister that everyone needed to take care of.

"I told you I didn't know," Fury said looking at Tony seriously. Tony looked around the room frantically before rushing out; Steve followed him, with less angst but with just as much urgency.

"Let's go get the bastard," Tony said looking back at Steve.

When she finally came to Cora had been laid down on a couch in what looked to be Tony's tower, at first it seemed as though Loki was nowhere to be seen, but good things only last so long.

"Look who's awake," she heard his voice from behind her. Turning around slowly she jumped when she saw that he was right behind her, smiling down at her, with a grin that looked to belong to a child.

"Look who was a jerk and knocked me out," she grumbled walking away from him. At her remark Loki smirked and walked away from her as well, looking over at the machine that would create the portal that would let a bunch of bad aliens come to Earth.

"Unless I read your feelings wrong, I thought you liked me," Loki mused turning to face her abruptly.

"That was before you killed my friend," she countered turning to look at him as well. With a smirk Loki advanced on her.

"So you do like me," he chuckled watching as her face turned red, as a blush dusted its way across her cheeks. "Good to know," he said taking steps towards her. This time she didn't back up, she couldn't believe that she actually told him that she liked him, or used to, but it was the same thing, what a sneaky weasel he was.

"Did," Cora insisted when he stopped right in front of her.

"Cora," he said her name in a gentle voice, She looked at him with angry eyes, but a soft expression started to come across her face. "I know about you, I can hold you when you're alone, I can be there for you when you need someone," he murmured lovingly. He raised his hand to her face, making her look at him when he was talking to her; the look she gave him was something that he wasn't expecting, at least not right away anyway. There was a small glint of hope in her eyes, as if she'd been wishing for a companion such as he was offering for a long time.

Cora was torn, she did still have feelings for him, the nagging feeling in her mind had only grown stronger, but she hated it now. How could she like someone who had killed her friend? How could she feel like this?

"No," Cora said turning away from him and shaking her head. She wanted to cry, and scream, and shout at him, it was all his fault, wasn't it? Or was it her own fault? If she had just been a little stronger, maybe it wouldn't have happened this way.

Falling to her knees Cora covered herself with her wings again, hiding herself from the world, hiding herself from Loki, she'd shown him such weakness in the past few days she couldn't bear to see the smirk on his face.

Coulson was dead, and she blamed it on herself, she couldn't even escape like he had wanted her to, and there was nothing she could do that would stop Loki from unleashing his army. There was still something she could do against him though, she could fight. With this newfound determination flooding through her brain Cora felt a warmth in her, it was something that she had never felt before. Standing up proudly she looked back at Loki holding her head high, she walked over to him intent on getting her point across.

Looking up at him Cora leaned forward and kissed him lightly on the lips, it felt and looked like a kiss goodnight, a kiss a young couple might give when they are saying goodbye at the front door of their house. Loki was a bit taken aback, but returned the kiss nonetheless, trying to deepen it only to have Cora turn away from him when he leaned down into her.

"I do have feelings for you," she whispered, kissing his cheek before turning away. "But I cannot stand beside you and watch everything crumble," she looked down sadly at first. After finally coming to a conclusion on how she felt she had to leave, and suddenly there was this uncontrollable urge to fly.

"You will stand by my side," Loki demanded, shouting at her back defiantly.

"Goodbye Loki," she murmured before running full power through the glass and out into thin air.

"Cora!" She heard Loki shout her name behind her, but she was already falling. With a snap her wings opened and she was quickly approaching the ground, there was the feeling of an uncontrollable itch in her arm. She landed on the streets, people staring at her, because in all the time that she lived on Earth no one ever saw her with her wings open, there had been the promise that she knew about, people are cruel when it comes to something that's different. So she hid herself away, and now they finally saw her.

Scratching at her arm Cora ran underground to the subway, she sensed that there was something about her that was going to change, and she didn't want thousands of people on the street to see it, because they would probably run away like wimps.

Looking down at her hand Cora saw that it was starting to glow faintly, and with the light came pain, a pain that seemed to spread throughout her whole body, and seared her soul. It almost felt as if she was getting burned from the inside out, and the glowing started to spread, so naturally the pain went with it, blinding Cora with the sheer amount how unbearable it was.

With a sharp cry Cora fell to her knees, clutching her head as the eerie white light started to eat her vision, clouding her eyes, it covered her sight like a blanket would block out nightlight.

You probably want to know what's going on, it's something that happens to very few Averians, if you've seen Dragon Ball Z, it's much like when they turn Super Saiyan, except it's also quite a bit different. First off the energy that allows you to become so powerful also causes a large amount of pain as it changes your body in order to accommodate it. The power is the same for all species of Averians, and many other races have described it as the light that you see before you die, which makes sense because you glow, and then you kill people, and that's the last thing that they see.

The power that they use is very unique, because it changes that person's way of living into a power source, say there is an Averian who, all his life, felt terribly sorry for himself. If he were to go super Averian, the feeling of loneliness and regret would turn itself into a ghastly dark shadow; it would be the same for someone who might be wanting to control a planet with feelings of revenge.

With Cora, and her white light the feelings she had were those of happiness, and determination. It was almost as if she now knew the reason as to why she was ever abandoned on this planet, as if she was meant to go through all she did for the very reason of protecting everyone she loved from someone else that she loved. Which might not make the most of sense, but it certainly helped her go super Averian, didn't it?

There's also something else that usually happens to Averians that use this, but let's not worry about it right now, instead let's get back to Cora who is now totally engulfed in white light, and is lying on the gravel of the ground.

Slowly getting up her with eyes closed Cora felt very much alive, not that she didn't always feel alive, but this was different, she was running on pure energy, it was not a feeling most people ever experienced in their lifetime. With a deep breath she opened her eyes to the world around her, her vision was back, and it seemed clearer than ever, as if she could see miles ahead on her in one glance. Her eyes glowed like a thousand glow sticks on steroids, and she had a passing thought that wondered if glowing contacts would ever be invented, because they would be pretty awesome.

The process to becoming super Averian took a little while, unnoticeable to the user because of all the pain that came with it, but it was kind of a long process. Cora was a bit surprised when she heard screams coming from above her.

So she jumped, it was just a simple jump, but since she was in super mode she was able to jump clear to the road, landing in the middle of the street where a car went right through her. Loki had seemed to have been able to open his blasted portal, and there were many aliens rushing out and towards the city. With a little bit of surprise Cora saw that Tony was leading a pack of them away from everything, doing his best to keep out of their reach, flying as best he could.

With a steady hand Cora lifted her hand into the air, palm pointed at the sky she bent her fingers slightly, in the blink of an eye there was a beam of light, much like Tony's hand blasting power, but much bigger, and much more powerful. The beam destroyed four alien flying ships, and threw a couple others off track, making Cora smile with a slight air of disbelief.

"Wicked," she smirked looking up to see that she'd caught the attention of a few alien ships. Focusing some energy in her hand Cora gripped the ball of energy in her hands, wondering faintly if her silly idea would work, but feeling that it would she gathered the energy before throwing it at one of the ships.

The ball stuck to one of the aliens, and then it started to expand, like a huge unwanted tumor growing on his neck. For a second Cora wanted to laugh at the alien, it looked pretty funny, and that was when the ball exploded and sent the three ships around it careening into buildings off on the side.

"This is awesome," Cora shouted flapping her wings and taking flight. Noticing that she left a trail of smoke behind her she laughed and wondered if it did any damage, with another great flap of her wings she joined the fight again, flying in behind them she managed to destroy their ships flying machines quite easily.

"Let's get this party started," she said kicking her flying speed into high gear.

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