I had watched powerless as Camilla tried to destroy the world. As she hurt my friends, she did this all under the lie, that this was what I wanted. That was so far from the fucking truth, did I have a chip on my shoulder over my treatment, hell yes. Did I want people to suffer like I had? No, I didn't, so when Loki locked us up inside my mind...you could say I was salivating at the opportunity to destroy what he had created. The bars to my cell rusted once more and like every time before I kicked them open, running down the hall to the light...Only this time I found myself in more darkness one singular light illuminated, Camilla crumpled on the floor her body heaving with gasps. I watched her in the shadows silent; she hadn't heard me come in, too busy in her own thoughts...or my thoughts. Ugh I didn't want to think about that right now.
"So you're out again..." Her voice is tired; there is no beautiful tone to it like when she had first come about. Her hair is in tangled strands, she looks...pathetic.
"This time I plan to stay out." She laughs humorlessly; this one motion seems to take a good chunk of her already drained energy.
"Good luck with that." She snarls and launches and with that our swords and powers clash.

Loki had managed to painfully pull himself up the marble steps in a feeble attempt at escape he recalled the shaman's remark.
There will not be a crack or crevice where he can't find you! L oki took a shuddering breath glancing over his shoulder as the girl groaned, so the fighting had begun. His attention though was returned to the steps as an arrow was pointed to his head. All of the Avengers, all angry and looked as though they had been through hell, he let out a shuddering breath and flopped back.
"If it's any consolation...I'll take that drink now." But he was ignored his mouth gagged and placed in irons. With him locked in the hard grip of his brother the others rush to Cameron's aid. The soldier clutching her delicately, watching with panic as her face contorts and little whimpers and snarls leave her.
"Thor what did he do to her!?" Their gazes fall to him again, and he holds up his chained hands in defense.
"Loki what did you do?" He turns his gaze to Thor, the green mocking him, his face clearly stating, guess.

I dodge another blow landing awkwardly on my side even though my lungs are on fire and Camilla has landed more blows than I have cared to count. She launches at me again, I roll away landing a slash on her leg, which she screams in

rage at she dives for me, and I leap up colliding my knee with her abdomen she coughs, which ends in a snarl as she grabs my leg stabilizing her own feet she flips me over her I land with a hard whump on the floor.
"Shit." I mutter as my dagger skitters from my hand, I hear her coming and scramble to get to my dagger, Camilla lands a hard kick to my side sending me rolling. But in her haste to kick me while down she moved me closer to my dagger, but I am not close enough yet. As I attempt to focus myself after the painful kick and rolling. I realize I am on my back and Camilla has caught up. She smirks standing over me her leg lashing out and colliding with my shoulder. I cry out in pain and she follows the kick to step on my collar bone. She kneels down, her green gaze flashing dangerously.

"I should kill you..." She mutters the tip of her dagger pressing into the soft exposed skin of my throat.
"But sadly we are two of one." I blink up at her shocked,
"What do you mean?" She laughs a strand of hair slipping from behind her ear. "Neither one of us can live without the other now, we are two halves of one whole." The blade bites into my flesh I know it's cutting the skin but I freeze at this revelation. I can't kill her, but then again I don't want to...I have never killed anyone in my life. I never wanted to...

"So are you going to be good and stay locked up?" I am silent considering this, she thinks she has me as, I feel the cell forming around us, one which she can escape. But I push against the blade and just as I thought she pulls back worried to harm me more, I take my chance then and slam my own dagger into her she coughs wetly blood pours from her mouth.
"But—you'll die! We'll die!" I pull back then leaving the dagger buried in her, I feel the agony of it in my own abdomen.
"Who said I was trying to kill you?" her gaze widens as she sees what I've done, walls form around her trapping her in, she screams launching up at me once more, this time her attack is halted by the barred door.
"NO!"

Steve hasn't moved from Cameron's side keeping her head cushioned on his lap he watches in fear as her body arches up for one short moment her hands claw at the ground like she is fighting. The other Avengers are silent as they wait it out as well, Tony was drinking another scotch, Natasha standing by the window looking out over the broken city. Thor still kept a firm hold upon his brother. Banner had managed to calm down some, slowly returning to normal. Hawkeye cleans the arrows he has left, his gaze never leaving Loki. Steve returns his own gaze to

Cameron as she whimpers again and he sees tears slipping from between her close eyes.
"Fight it...You can Cameron...I know you can." He whispers knowing it is all he can do at this point.

I stare silently at the door as Camilla wails and smashes herself against the unforgiving cell.

"Let me out!" She screams her wide green eyes locking on me. I step back and suddenly she collapses her eyes fill with tears. Figuring she's done I turn ready to leave to go back to the world and face...whatever I needed to face. Her scream stops me.
"You need me!" I glance back over my shoulder her eyes are wide afraid...I didn't know boogey women could get scared.
"You've locked me away once." She whispered, her gaze locking onto mine.
"In the darkness...I was your only comfort, your only friend." Her voice quivers as she reaches desperately between the bars at me, she smiles sickly sweet. I glare and turn, intent on leaving again, her scream this time is filled with rage.
"They'll lock you away again, and you won't have me to protect you! I can show you how to use your powers make them regret ever locking you up!" I look back at her sighing.
"I don't care anymore at this point I do deserve the locking up...So deal with it." I mutter and turn to leave one more this time she doesn't scream. I just hear a broken wail.
"Don't leave me in the dark again!" This has me freezing my departure, I turn looking at her and hesitantly approach.
"I thought you said you were born in the dark—"
"YOU LEFT ME THERE!" She wails.
"I WANT TO BE IN THE LIGHT AGAIN!" She grasps desperately at the bars her beauty is gone replaced only by madness and fear.
"You're just as scared as I am...aren't you?" She hesitates answering this but slowly her head nods and she pulls herself against the cell door.
"Let me go...I'll be good...I won't take over—I'll—" I look up and create a window a shaft of moonlight shines in and I stand moving back to the other side of the dark room. Camilla screams again, this scream dies into a wail, then to pitiful whimpers. I hold back my own tears...I'm just one messed up person...And that was all I was ever going to be. So I leave the room and wander through my own mind I guess. I see vision flash around me, my mother cuddling me close during story time. My father before realizing what I was making me giggle with silly faces. I feel the tears begin as I see my sister dressing me up in some stupid princess gown and attempting to put makeup on me. My brother falling asleep by my crib late at night...my captain

America bear clutched between us. I drop to my knees, my chest heaving in sobs as my mind recalls good things for once. My grandfather teaching me to play the piano by placing my tiny little fingers over his. Oma singing a lullaby on the nights when I just couldn't sleep. Coulson sneaking me out and taking me to a movie, we had been near the beach at the time so he even let me go to the sand and let me feel my toes in the water. Natasha rubbing my head as we finished another hard training session and her smiling proudly at me as I mastered one of her crazy skills. Steve looking down at me when I had stumbled into him on the jet. Tony nick naming me Camcorder. I sniffled and closed my eyes.

"I wanna wake up—"
"Then do it." A voice whispers to me, I blink and wince as a bright ray of sun blinds me momentarily.
"She's awake!" I hear the voice it's so familiar...
"Is it her?" Another voice, and some grunting behind it. I blink this time the light isn't so bad as my vision clears I see...Steve.
"Steve?" I ask almost unsure of my own voice he smiles and I feel my heart hiccup a bit.
"It's her!" I manage to lift myself up and wrap Steve in a tight hug, in my wimp moment I start to cry.
"I'm so sorry..." His hand is gentle on my agony filled back.
"I know..." it was nice being held, he smelled like an old book, and his hair felt silky. I didn't want to leave his grip but I had to pull back as my back gave an ache of unwelcome pain. I glanced around the room some gazes, knowing in how much I had liked that hug...I glanced at everyone with a stupid sheepish grin.
"So...what did I miss?"

Alright one more chapter then on to Winter Soldier, huge thanks to WinterLifeAmerica!