This bed is soft….but my head hurts bad so, dose my stomach. I closed my eyes tightly before rolling over

" ow" I said as my back met the concrete floor. I sat up slowly and looked around the room. The walls where completely white, and there was a bed pushed up against the wall with a bundled up yellow blanket. I reached for the end of the bed, and slowly tried to pull my self up but failed and fell on my butt. Where am I? I started remembering the events that happened. The Tesseract, the man with raven black hair and green eyes, my brother and Erik's minds being taken from them. My green eyes darted across the room. There has to be cameras in here. I found the camera just above the door…The door! I got up swiftly and ran to it

" Let me out! Somebody please! Clint, Erik!" I pounded my fists on the door. They made clanging sounds under my fists " please" I whispered as a tear slipped down my eye. I pressed my back against the door and slid down it bringing my knees to my chest and my body shaked with sobs. To my surprise the door started too slowly open I got up and ran to the other side of the room

" Awake are we little one. How is your pretty little head?" the man in green asked he turned around and closed the door which made a click sound. I wiped my eyes. The man looked at me with his piercing green eyes he was smirking " I do believe I asked you question" his eyes held a glint in them

" F-fine. Where am I? who are you? Why am I here" I packed questions on him as I stood up back still up against the wall. The spikey ends of his hair shook as he chuckled. I pressed myself even more against the wall. He took a step forward and I cowered. He shook his head and sighed

" I am Loki God of Mischief, I am of Asgaurd. Who are you little one" he reached out to stroke my cheek but I moved my head before he could touch me. He kidnapped me and he doesn't even know my name? And what ' Asgaurd' or ' God of Mischief' whatever it was he sounded pretty proud of it.

" I'm Stephanie Barton," towering over me Loki scratched his chin and a smile played on his lips. His eyes sparkled with interest. He scratched his chin

" Very interesting…are you realated to the Hawk man" he was pacing the room twice his leather boots tapping against the floor as he did so

" yes, I'm his little sister…why is that interesting" he stopped pacing and it looked like he sighed in reliefe but tried not to show it

" I thought you were courted with him" I felt a blush rise on my cheeks. EW! Gross thought yuk I think I'm going to puke " I am currently busy, there's a shower in there. I'll have my people bring you clean close…" He looked me in the eyes " trust me I'll be seeing you later" with that he opened the door swiftly and left. I looked over to the metal door he had pointed at and walked over to it arms crossed. The door opened by it self when I got in. it was freaky clean. I bit my bottom lip and turned the nozle for the warm water. It was warm.

" well I guess a short shower would be ok." I mumbled I looked around the bathroom searching for any cameras before stripping down and stepping slowly in.

After my shower I stood in front of the square mirror and frowned at the image. You could count my ribs, there where bruise marks from where Clint had grabbed me. My towel dried hair was surprisingly ok. My bangs hung just over my eye brows, and I had freckles just over my nose and some spots on my cheeks. I covered my naked body with the green towel.

I'm going to be okay Shield will find me. I said a little silent prayer to God…our God before walking out of the room.

Well tell me what you think and I'll add another chapter

Random Joke Time

Never say to Clint the following sentences:

"When was the last time you had your eyes checked?"

"You sure you don't need glasses?"

"You should eat more carrots; they are good for the eyes"

"Don't worry about having bad eye sights. I mean, you're getting older day by day, so it's just naturally that your eyes are getting worse too"

"You know, I'm pretty sure that Fury wearing an eye cap is entirely your fault. Had some problems with the aim that time?"

(The next few days I was used as target practice for his training)

Signed, Stephanie Barton