Chapter 1, in which things are (sort of) explained!

Here you go! There is an only sexual thing that goes on between me and Natasha in this chapter, but not actual romance, she's going to get together with Steve. We will only do it in this chapter, touch up on it later after she's with Steve, and I will confess what happened to Tony and Bruce in the next chapter and Loki when he gets here. I don't think I'll tell Clint. Just so you know, it is non-con, and someone is controlling Natasha through the whole thing. AND OH MY GOD 2 REVIEWS! I'm pathetic… For the people who were just looking for humor and happiness, there won't be very much dark stuff after this, and there will be warnings for each chapter at the beginning. It's not graphic or anything, so don't worry. Technically this chapter has Sex Pollen, where one character is basically mind controlled into it which results into non-con.

Warnings for the chapter:

Non-graphic non-con F/F sex, people being called property, and Thanos has his own little moment at the end.

1/1/15 11:53 AM

Dear Journal,

I'm writing super quickly into this thing, I'm still in the corner of the room, and the Avengers are super awkward around me. I don't know what to do, and my animals are nowhere to be

Scratch that, they're all here. Well, at least they aren't making things worse. All of them except the Doctor and the Master are with me. Those 2 dumb birds are up in the rafters squawking about something or the other.

Love, Karrine Schwimley.

-I'm in Marvel? Sweet!-

The elevator beside me opened with a ding and one Nicholas Fury stepped out. "Karrine Schwimley?" He asked me. I dumbly nodded. He turned to the Avengers and started to speak.

"This is a 24 year old woman from another universe who is the vessel for the Infinity Stones. She knows a lot of classified information about all of us, so I need you to keep her safe. Karrine, could you get up and come over here? And leave the animals…"

I stood awkwardly as every eye in the room was on me, and I left all the animals to roam. Except Sherlock. "Come on Sherlock, off." I scolded angrily, trying to peel the snake off of my arm.

"Just come here…" Nick said, rolling his eye.

I sighed and came over, Sherlock still wrapped around my wrist, now on my hand as well. "We are still making the decision of whether we should put the stones in her after we find them or make sure we keep them away from her. She could be an extremely good asset or a terrible weapon from the people like Thanos."

"Shouldn't I get to make the decision?" I asked, cocking an eyebrow. "No." Came his answer, and I blinked in surprise. "But what if you say yes and I don't want to? It is my body. And what if you say no and I say yes?"

"We took you from your dimension for a reason, you are now the property of SHIELD. You are to stay at Avengers tower. Good bye." And off he went, leaving me to fume in the presence of the Avengers.

"Hey, you ok?" Bruce asked me.

"Property?!" I finally broke. "I'm not property, that stupid insensitive bastard!"

I felt someone's hands go on my shoulders and gently get me to the couch. "So, your name is Karrine?" I heard Tony ask, and I realized that they were all sitting around me waiting for me to explain the story. The one I didn't understand very well myself.

"Yeah. I was just in my new apartment in New York, I move around a lot. It had been storming for a while, it seemed never ending, and then a burst of lightning went through the living room and I awoke here. And then Fury says that I'm the vessel for the Infinity Stones? And I don't even get to decide if I want them or not?" I let my face fall into my hands and realized that Sherlock had went back up my arm.

"You have a lot of animals. What is this thing?" Thor asked, picking up Loki. "That's Loki." I answered without thinking. Thor immediately dropped him and Clint picked up an arrow. Before he could kill my chinchilla, I vaulted and picked Loki up. "No, it's not Loki, I just named him Loki! God, why would you try to kill my pet?!" I asked angrily, kissing the top of Loki's head and going to sit on the couch again.

Clint didn't look at me, and I rolled my eyes and looked up slightly. "I think I'm gonna like it here." I smiled, looking over at the people around me. My eyes locked on Natasha slightly and noticed the way she looked at me. Well, I may ship American Widow way more than any regular person should, but my god, I truly wish I was fully straight sometimes.

I leaned back and glanced at Tony. "Hey, sir?" I asked, and inwardly cringed. Oh god, still have not gotten over that fake ass sweet voice I put on when I meet new people. It truly hurts to act that sweet. Once I get comfortable I can be a bit of a bitch, but before I feel fake.

"Call me Tony, sweetheart." He said offhandedly, and I furrowed my eyebrows lightly, before looking up at him again. "Ok Tony, but you have to call me Karrine." He chuckled lightly at that, and called up to Jarvis, "Can you set up a room for Karrine, JARVIS?" I glanced up and heard JARVIS answer, "Of course. It will be ready a half hour after she takes the quiz."

"A quiz?" I asked, looking toward the others. "There's a test you have to take so the robo-butler can make your room exactly how you would like it. He has people he doesn't know take the test." Clint explained to me, and I jumped when a holographic panel came up in front of me. I heard people move behind me, probably to see what my answers were.

"Ugh, it looks like a quiz from Quizzila. Let me guess, the first question is 'what is my favorite color' followed by a 'don't kill me!'" I sighed, then started to read the questions.

"No way, this looks like a teen magazine quiz!" I sent a glare to Tony. "How old do you think I am?!" He shrugged sheepishly. "17?"

"Twenty freaking four." I answered darkly. "I would like to see what answer you get, Lady Karrine!" Thor boomed, and I blushed. "Fine, but give me a regular quiz after!"

I turned to the questions and read the first one out loud. "What's your favorite class, History, Newspaper, or Art? Best out of them is History."

"Really?" Steve asked, an odd shine in his eyes. I chuckled lightly and clicked History.

"What accessories could you never live without, your beaded friendship bracelets, mother's pearl earrings you borrow a lot, or can't pick one it changes weekly… It changes weekly."

I affirmed, clicking on that. "Indecisive person?" Bruce asked me. I gave him a sheepish smile and nodded. "Yeah…"

I cleared my throat and went to the next question. "What do your school books and binder look like, scribbles, doodles, and lines of poetry, solid colors, or magazine cutouts… The scribbles, doodles, and poetry."

"Are you scatterbrained?" I heard Natasha ask me and I jumped, not remembering she was there. "Oh, yeah, I am." I answered.

"You're going to a hairdresser, you tell her… The long layer thing." I answered the question and went to the next one.

"Dream vacation?" I asked upon seeing the next question. Well, it was either backpacking through Europe or going to France. I chose Europe.

"You want to go backpacking through Europe?" Clint asked me incredulously. "Yeah, it sounds fun and I bet it would be amazing to look at."

It asked what my go to purse was, and I chose the oversized leather boho-inspired bag, and I saw Tony out of the corner of my eye direct JARVIS to get one. Well… cool!

"Well, at the nail salon I obviously go for multi colored nails." I said, pressing that choice.

The next question made me hold. My crush is best described as… well, as the god of mischief! Or the best archer in the world. But neither was an answer.

Creative free spirit, preppy athlete, or fashion forward musician. I chose the creative free spirit cause that was basically what Loki was on a very vague level.

My result was a DIY bedroom.

"Can I take a real quiz now?" I asked. Then I took it back. "You know what, I don't want to. Use the DIY bedroom. Just know the colors I want are dark blue, light purple, orange, and light pastel green." I told JARVIS, and he answered, "Alright Miss Schwimley. Your room should be ready in a half hour."

I stood slowly and turned to the group. "So…" I started awkwardly, looking around them and not really looking at anyone's eyes.

"I'll show her around." I heard Natasha say and I glanced up slightly, narrowing my eyes at her. Um, hold on a second, this is Natasha Romanoff we're talking about. The Black freaking Widow. She does NOT offer to show people around! Well, I guess she didn't offer. She stated it. She terrifies me, I'm not arguing with her.

"You sure, Natasha?" I heard the questioning in Clint's voice and Natasha glanced at me. "Yeah, I'm sure." She avowed, before beckoning me and going off. "Uh, are you sure…?" I glanced at the men in the room, almost pleading not to go with her. All I got was a few shrugs and Tony waving me off.

I grimaced before following after her. "Uh, Natasha?" I asked meekly, and she gave me a look which promptly shut me up. No, no, this is not going to end well and I already can tell. After she showed me everything on this floor and an elevator ride to the one below us, she led me into a guest room on the floor. "N-Natasha?" I whispered to the woman.

"Not at the moment, sorry." She answered wickedly, and I inhaled tightly, before pressing my back on the door. The door wouldn't open and she was advancing.

No freaking way. This was not what I expected to happen when I was first in the corner. Then she, or whatever was controlling her, ripped me from the wall and threw me onto the bed. No, this is not what I wanted.

-I'm in Marvel?! Sweet!-

I lay across the couch in Avengers' living room, clad in loose gym shorts and one of Steve's shirts. Snuggled in the clothing, I was comfortably watching television. I felt the couch dip near my feet and I looked over to see Tony eating, of course, Shawarma while watching me silently.

"You ok? You've only been here 4 days and you haven't eaten much, or been anywhere outside of this couch and your room."

I shrugged loosely, before sitting up and slouching forward, resting my hands on my palms. "So, do you think you would ever get together with Bruce?" Tony choked slightly on his food and I rolled my eyes before starting the Heimlich maneuver. "Why would you ask that?!"

I let the man go and sat back on the couch, turning so my whole body was towards him, I was leaning back on the arm rest, and my legs were bent up and my feet right next to Tony. "Do you miss your family?" He asked me.

I shrugged. "Sort of. It's not a true, deep aching miss however. I do but at the same time it doesn't really register." I answered, watching him to see if I could catch his reaction.

He cocked his head at me because of what I said, but didn't audibly tell me anything.

Before I could say anything more, Bruce had made his way into the room. He gave a very slight eye roll and sat beside Tony. "I've noticed that you don't eat well-!"

"I've heard it before, Bruce. Ok, I get it, I need to eat." I sighed and played with the hem of my shirt and squirmed slightly.

"What do you eat most of the time?" Tony asked. "Ramen. Green Tea Pocky. But I have to buy in bulk on Amazon because I can never find a real place to buy it."

Tony directed his voice to the ceiling. "JARVIS, could you get her-!"

"I heard what she wanted, yes." Came the AI's voice.

"Bruce?" I suddenly said, and he looked over at me. "Yeah?" He asked, and I looked down, unsure of how to go on, or what I had wanted to say. I think I had wanted to talk about what had happened with Natasha, but really, whatever had been inside Natasha was gone right after so maybe it really didn't matter.

"N-never mind…" I grumbled, before getting up off the couch and crossing my arms lightly, not in an angry way, but more of a sullen way. I started to leave, when Tony grabbed my wrist and whirled me around. I fell into him and slipped slightly, landing awkwardly on both Bruce and Tony.

"What, Tony?!" I asked angrily, squirming to get comfortable. Bruce tried to do something, I couldn't really tell, but I ended up with my legs on the right of Tony's head over the couch, my shorts basically showing off my underwear, arms splayed across Bruce, twisted across their laps.

"The hell is going on here?" Steve asked, and I jumped in shock, twisting further until I realized my shirt was pulled down showing off my bra. I squirmed a bit before finally falling onto the floor and fixing myself.

"Steve, it's really not what it looks like, she kind of, well, I pulled her on us and we were messing around and she ended up…" Tony tried, but the glare Steve gave him shut him up.

Steve put his hand towards me and I looked up at him before accepting the help and standing.

"Hey, thanks for feeding my animals, Steve. I kind of forgot. And you as well, Bruce." I thanked them, before sweeping a hand through my messy hair. Before I could say anything else, Thor decided it was a perfect time to go into the room.

"Thanos is looking for Lady Karrine. Nicholas Fury and I have decided that, with a collar to rehabilitate him, we are bringing Loki in. And Karrine is getting the remote."

My eyes widened. No way, he did not just say what I think he said. "You mean, if Loki does something, I choose his punishment?"

"Yes. You are my brother's keeper." I chuckled at that, along with both Tony and Bruce. "I do not understand what is so funny." Thor furrowed his eyebrows. "Yeah, I don't-!"

"Don't understand that reference?" I asked Steve, and he nodded. "S'alright, it's a movie and book. They're called My Sister's Keeper, and he said my brother's keeper. Other than that, it's Loki and I'm his keeper." I explained.

"Sir, Nicholas Fury is on the phone." JARVIS' voice came on.

"Hey, Fury. I heard about Loki and Thanos-!" Tony started.

"It's not that, Stark. We have decided to put the stones into Karrine. However, we don't know where they are. So Avengers' main mission right now is to find the stones. We believe we have found one in the city in the sewers, but we need you to find where all of them are definitively." His voice floated from the Stark thing.

I plopped down on the couch beside Tony.

"But Fury-!" I tried. "Karrine…" He spoke in a warning tone and I grew red, trying hard to not blow up at the man. I really didn't need him on my bad side. Not until I have full control over Loki. And maybe I would let the Infinity Stones go inside me. I would love to be all powerful.

"My brother will be here in a few moments, here, Lady Karrine." Thor handed me a watch and I put it on. On the face of it was a few buttons and dials.

"This dial sets the electric shock. He can take the highest setting so don't hold back." Tony explained. "That one turns off his magic, that one puts the muzzle on him, and that one creates a stasis bubble and shrinks him so you can put him in your pocket!" Tony chirped, and I turned to him wide eyed. "Really?!"

"Well, that's still in trial so I don't suggest using it often." Tony gave me a half smile, and I gave him one back.

Right before the elevator dinged, Clint and Natasha came in, all of us on our heels waiting for Loki.

The elevator opened and out stepped the prince, and I leaned back and let my shoulders sag. He looked skinny, pale, and sick.

I stepped forward and reached my hand without the watch out to him, and Loki glanced up at me with dark jade eyes.

"Let's get you something to eat." I suggested with a smile.

-I'm in Marvel?! Sweet!-

(3rd Person)

Thanos leaned backwards in his throne with a scowl set deeply on his face. Getting the Infinity Stones would be hard enough, now the vessel was a young woman who had a soft for Loki? And the torture she went through with Natasha barely made a dent, she still acted the same. Just… a tiny bit more depressed.

Thanos grit his teeth. He'd have to try harder. Especially since the Guardians of the Galaxy were planning to go there soon. They did have the Orb. And since the Infinity Gauntlet was destroyed, she was the next (and only) candidate for its power to be kept safe. He needed a minion. And he needed one soon.

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Edit: I have changed the category therefore have added Pairings. I have changed my pairing to Loki/OC/Peter. I also added Grocket. I completely got rid of Clint because there really is nothing, just a childish crush.