AN: Still no reviews. What have I done to deserve this!?

SARA

"So... My whole wormhole theory... Was actually right?" I ask in shock.

"You were spot on!" Jane exclaims from behind a computer. "I can't believe it! After 6 months of nothing, he's finally coming back!"

"He?" I repeat, confused.

"Jane's demigod boyfriend," Darcy explains, which earns her a slap courtesy of Jane.

I've been working with Jane, Darcy, and Selvig all morning, trying to crack the secrets of that strange circular formation. After Jane traced some heat signatures from when the circle first appeared, she was able to confirm everyone's suspicions. "Demigod?" I'm confused.

Darcy nods then goes back to texting on her phone. "Jane..." I say slowly, "where does that wormhole lead to?"

And that's how Jane and Selvig launch into an explanation about the 9 Realms that will change my way of thinking forever.

EMILY

"Most painful thing I've ever had to go through, hands down," Lia declares as she walks into my room with Aiden after lunch.

"I'm actually gonna have to agree with Lia on this one," Aiden falls onto my full sized bed. "That was tougher than SHIELD during cardio day, which is saying something."

I appear from behind my halfway constructed suit. "Sounds like somebody had a bad day," I chuckle, twirling a wrench around my finger. Frigga helped me find an old toolbox filled to the brim with "Midguardian objects".

Aiden throws a pillow at me. "Shut up."

"I don't even see why we need to do this training," Lia huffs, her bronze armor clanking as she sits down on the bed next to Aiden.

"Probably because they don't want you to die," I'm in a happy, smart-allecky mood right now since the suit has decided to corporate with me.

Now it's Lia's turn to throw a pillow at me. The impact is a bit more painful than Aiden's throw though, thanks to his telekinesis. "I surrender!" I scream dramatically as the pillow pelting continues.

"Ok. Fine," Lia says, putting her pillow down. "But in all seriousness, we need to do something about this training situation."

"Lia?" Aiden says in fake shock. "Being serious?"

Lia whacks Aiden with one of the many pillows still piled up on my bed. "Ok! Ok! We'll stop! Though I must admit, I actually like where Lia is going for once."

I stop my fiddling with the arc reactor. "Are you implying we should..."

"Go find Becca on our own? Yes. Yes I am."

"You're starting to sound like Lia," I chuckle.

"What can I say?" Aiden flashes an innocent smile. "I'm desperate."

"You can say that again," I huff and blow some of my bangs away from my face.

"So it's a plan, then?" Lia asks.

"Yup. Be ready to leave by dawn." Aiden stands up and walks towards the door. Lia follows him.

I stand up and manage to hit my head on the suit's arm, which hurts. A lot. "Dawn!?" I repeat as I rub the top of my head. "How am I supposed to have finished the suit by then? I still need to reconnect the other arm, get the arc reactor working, and turn my helmet into an actual helmet again!"

Aiden turns around with a know-it-all grin. "Then you better get going, Stark."

Lia rolls her eyes and follows Aiden down the corridor back to their room. I slam the door shut, lock it, then fall onto my bed with a groan. This is going to be a long night.

ELIZA

I wake up, head still spinning, and begin to asses my surroundings.

Well. This is new.

A cage. I'm in a flippin' cage. Not any cage though, it's a giant clear box that seems to be made of plastic or something. That should be easy to escape from. I look down and see I have giant paws for hands. I must've cracked while I was knocked out. "Oh, lookie here! Sleeping Beauty has awakened! Now the real fun can begin!"

I make a low, menacing growl at the sight of Ross' looming figure, then run into the cage's wall as hard as I can, only to be greeted by an electric shock that pulses painfully throughout my body. Ross laughs with glee as I fall to the hard concrete floor. "Like the upgrades I made? This box is totally Rogers-proof."

My blurred vision focuses on Blondie, who's walked into the darkened operating room-like area with a clipboard in hand. "General Ross, sir, the first round of tests are ready," she informs him with a sickeningly dull voice.

"Fantastic! Get them started," Ross instructs.

I close my eyes in defeat as I mentally prepare myself for whatever tortures I'm about to experience. Where's Bess? Where's Bruce? Where are my friends? Has everyone abandoned me?