Chapter 2

I awake to Tony Stark talking to someone. I casually stand up and walk over.

"Mr. Stark," I say, offering my hand for him to shake. He takes it and smiles.

"You must be Ms. Napier-Rose-Wayne," he says smiling.

"Yeah," I say laughing. "I just go by Rose-Wayne though," I explain. "Please, call me Eva, though." I say.

"Okay, Eva," he says reaching for the clipboard. I hand it to him and he looks it over. "You were born in Gotham City?" I nod. "Did you meet their Batman?" he smiles.

"Not really, I mean, he saved me a couple times, but I didn't really know him very well. We didn't really talk either," I lie, but he believes it.

"I'm going to have to draw some blood from you."

"I don't remember applying to be a test subject again," I pout.

"It'll be just this once."

"Okay."

He leads me to a roomy lab and we talk some more.

"So I heard you found a way to reanimate the dead," he starts.

"Yeah, there are many ways," I say.

"Which did you use?"

"I restarted their hearts."

"Why?"

"Justice," I say darkly.

"Are you sure you're using the right word?" he asks. I think it over. He was right, and now that I was becoming an Avenger, I could think about vengeance.

"You're right, it was for revenge."

"I knew it," he smiled.

"How long does it take to draw blood?" I ask as he finally pulls the IV out of my arm.

"I had to draw nine vials. You're blood is really different," he says.

"I know."

"Why's it silver?"

"I'm not ready to figure out that chapter of my life," I say avoiding the question.

"Hmph," Stark gets up and places the vials of my blood in a machine. I watch intently as it analyzes my DNA.

"Who made that?" I ask absently.

"I made it," Tony says, smiling at me.

"Oh, of course," I say.

"Something wrong with it?"

"Yeah, everything. If you separated the parts of the blood before you put it in, you could get more accurate results, use less power, and could get results faster. You might even be able to find a way to separate mutations from the blood, but you're Tony Stark. The cockiest inventor in New York, and there is no way that you will take advice from a twenty-three-year-old girl."

"Maybe I will use your suggestion. Even though you're a twenty-three-year-old girl, who also has no experience."

"No experience, besides that of which I received while working in Gotham," I smirk evilly.

"Yeah, whatever," he says reading over my resume. I smile as his eyes widen in shock.

"You surprised?" I ask.

"Yeah," he says, "I didn't know that you've worked for the military."

"Yeah, I, uh, I invented the Suicide Button and also the Predictor. Oh, and my favorite, the Reanimator."

"What's that?"

"Which one? I just listed three."

"The last one."

"Oh, the Reanimator. It brings people back from the dead by bringing brain and heart cells back to life, then it restarts the heart," I say smiling. "I made it so that I could kill my enemies publically and myself, but the League didn't really support it. They said that it was me pursuing vengeance instead of justice. I told them their definition of justice was screwed up."

"I've heard of a Suicide Button before, but I thought it didn't launch."

"Well, it didn't get very big, but all of the Justice League have them and I have one," I gesture to the side of my neck, "and the only reason that you've heard of it is because once Wayne Enterprises approved it, I sent it to you for testing," I explain.

"Oh, you're the same person as Evelyn Rose!" he says, realization rushing to his face.

"Yeah," I say.

"This says you interned for Wayne Enterprises at 13 years old, then you started your own technology company," he reads off my paperwork. "So, you started Nape Tech?" he asks.

"Yeah, I named it after my deceased parents and brother," I nod.

"What's your brother's name."

"I don't want to talk about him."

"Did something happen that I need to know?"

"The only reason I am keeping it from you is because if you knew, you would pity and fear me, and I don't mind the fear part, but I hate pity, and I don't want my coworkers and bosses to fear me, that's just awkward."

"Okay, moving on," he looks back at the papers in his hands. "Um, well I think you're good. You'll be staying on the seventh floor. There's an elevator, but you look really out of shape, I would suggest using the stairs," he says. I turn to leave, but he stops me.

"Oh, here's your key card. It'll get you into anything in the tower."

"Thank you Mr. Stark," I say taking the lanyard from his hand. "Do you mind if I go for a walk?" I ask, smiling innocently.

"No, but take a gun, we've recently identified a new enemy, and he's dangerous."

"I'll suit up," I say leaving.

I go up the stairs to level 7 and open a bedroom door. I open a drawer and see that my clothes have been neatly folded and organized. I close the drawer and turn around to see that my bag with my suit has been set on my bed, but when I open it, the bag is empty. I look around and decide to look in the closet. I slide the door open to see that my suit is in a glass cylinder, which lights up as soon as the door opens. I suit up and close the closet door.

I walk down the stairs and Tony stops me as I begin to leave. "Make sure you have your card, otherwise you won't be able to get back in."

I had put the lanyard around my neck and tucked the card under my top. I nodded to Tony and began to leave again.

"Oh! Before I forget again," he gets on a computer and pulls a file up, then a second later the screen on my wrist lights up with a notification. "I just sent you information on that new enemy, if you find anything, call me. Do not take him on by yourself. Do you understand?"

"Yeah," I say looking over the information. "Loki?" I laugh. "What kind of name is that?"

"Asgardian."

"What?!" I exclaim. "You mean like Asgard? The planet?!"

"You know what that is?"

"Yeah, I do things other than kick butt!" I say defensively.

"Okay," Tony smirks as I finally leave.

I get outside and I grin as I see a fire escape on the side of the building in front of me. I climb up it and look out onto the city. It certainly was beautiful. My phone lights up on my wrist and I see the notification was for what appears to be a black tie event going on. I think my grin grew, but it was pretty wide to begin with. I use a Teleporter, that I had just created and was testing, to transport myself to the party in Germany. When I arrive, I press a hidden button on my suit.

A silver skirt covers my bare legs as sleeves wrap around my arms and gloves cover my fingertips. I gently lower my mask so that the greater can see my face before walking in. I walk to the back and scan the room. I prick my ears at the gentle buzz of an intercom. I smile and walk towards the noise. I end up walking into a large room filled to the brim with people and lose the sound.

"Dangit!" I curse to myself. I look for anything suspicious and see a familiar face. I look down at my phone, which is hidden under my right glove, and scroll through file after file, until I land on the newest one: Loki. I turn to look back at the man but he is gone. I look around the room and see him just as it is too late. "Tony! I've found him!" I yell into my com. I knew that I had been ordered not to engage, but I still tried to get closer, unfortunately, the crowd pushed me towards the exit. I looked around and saw a door frame coming close. When I was close enough I pressed the button on my suit, getting rid of the skirt, sleeves and gloves, and gripped the wooden frame. Using my claws that had been surgically implanted while I was prisoner in Cadmus, I climbed up the wall and into the rafters. Once I was above the people, I could see Loki. He was dressed in green and gold and was holding a staff.

He exited the building and I dropped to the ground. I scanned every inch of the ballroom, making sure to get digital evidence of the untouched clues. I smiled and ran outside to see that Loki had the people on the ground, kneeling. "Stark," I begin to say in the communicator, but someone in the crowd stands up, defying Loki.

I watch as Loki painlessly descentigrates the man, making an example out of him. I look at him with fear and horror as he continues speaking. "You were made to be ruled," he says, an evil smirk making its way onto his lips. "In the end, you will always kneel."

I fall back against the oak doors and remember my parents' deaths. Joker cackling and them lying dead in pools of their own stale blood. I remember what he said to me. "One day, Eva, you will be kneeling down before me, just like they did, and just like them, you will be begging for me to spare your child's life."

"No!" I scream at the top of my lungs walking straight to Loki. "I will not let you torture these people. I know your kind. My brother was just like you, I killed my brother. You want to know why?" I ask glaring daggers at him. I was about four inches from his face. "I killed him because he made me kneel to him."

In one fluid motion, I pull a knife out of my utility belt and swipe Loki's arm, leaving a deep gash. He smiles as he summons a knife. "And I suppose you want to kill me also?" he says trying to strike back but I dodge with a smirk.

"Very much, yes," I answer kicking his knife from his hand and grabbing it, but it disappears from my hand. "Holy crap!" I swear as he lands a slash on my cheek bone. I groan in pain as I feel sticky blood running down my face.

"Evelyn! Stand down!" I hear Tony's voice screech in my ear.

"No! I can't!" I say back as Loki attacks again, before he can hurt me anymore Iron Man starts firing upon him. Someone grabs me and pulls me away from Loki, but before I am too far, I throw my knife at him. It barely catches his arm and he glares back at me. I know that he will remember me forever now.

"You must be the new kid?" a voice asks, throwing me off. I look up behind me to see Captain America.

"Yeah, it's Eva." I say grabbing another knife from my belt.

"Stay here, you've helped enough," he says and I think about defying him, but I would like at least one person on the team to think I'm useful. Besides, I was already starting to black out from the blood loss. I touched my hand to where the cut was and look at my fingers. They were stained red with sticky liquid. I find some gauze in my belt and wrap it under my eyes, covering my nose. Luckily, my mask fully covered it, so it didn't look too bad.

I decide to help the injured and look around. I see a child with a scrape on his arm. I bend down and look at him.

I smile nicely. "My name is Silver Fox. Does your arm hurt?" I ask and he nods painfully. I look to the mother and she smiles at me. I pull an alcohol wipe from my belt and clean the wound, then wrap it in gauze. "There, all better."

"Thank you so much," the mother said to me.

"It was nothing, ma'am," I say politely.

"I'm still confused about one thing."

"What is your question?"

"How did you walk directly through him?"

"What do you mean?"

"There were four of him, but you just walked through one."

"I only saw one," I think about it. One of my powers that I got in Cadmus, was to see through lies. It would make the most sense. "Maybe it was some kind of illusion, meant to trick us," I conclude, knowing that if I left her to think about it, she would become worried. "Everything is going to be fine now."

The sky is ripped open with lightning as I hear Tony in the com. "Help the people!" he orders.

"Already on it," I say. "Okay, everyone is safe to go home now. Please go directly to your residency and do not take any unnecessary detours," I instruct the people and they slowly stand and leave. Once they are all gone I head toward the direction in which the others had headed.

When I arrive, I see Tony and Captain America fighting a guy with a hammer. I perform an infrared scan of the area and locate Loki on a cliff.

I pull my knife back out of my belt and swiftly sprint to where Loki is watching the fight. "Loki!" I say, throwing him to the ground and pressing my blade to his throat. "Why are you here?" I question.

"Power," he says, smirking. I push my blade into his flesh and feel it cut.

"I don't make threats, I make promises."

"And what does that mean?"

"I'm going to kill you, and I'm going to enjoy every last second of it," I spit the last couple of words out like venom and he winces away from me. I look down to see that his neck was bleeding lightly. "It's a shame," I say. "You're pretty easy on the eyes."

Just as I'm about to kill Loki, Hammer guy throws me away from him and I my head on a rock, knocking me out.

(A/N: I know that it doesn't quite follow the plot, but I'm trying my best to stay with the movie.)