Disclaimer: Both me and Alice DO NOT own the Avengers or Harry Potter... which we are very sad about. The only thing we own is ourselves and our fellow "family" members.

That is all.


Chapter Five

Northern Russia

Ryan and Johnny raced towards the snow covered mountains. "Bet I can create a bigger avalanche!" Johnny shouted.

"You're on brother!" Ryan shouted back.

"No destroying any villages or killing anyone!" Luis shouted after them. He then took led Jen down the street and went on their merry way. Amy and I had the feeling that they were going to get together very soon, thus insuring our winning of the bet. "I'm going to look around at the shops. You want to join me?" I offered to Amy, who was sporting the necklace I had given her for her 11th birthday, but a book charm was added, as I decided for every birthday I would make her another charm to add to the necklace, and she had recently turned 12. She thought about it before shaking her head. "I'm going to go find Phil. Shall I tell him you send his love?" She crackled, running away.

"Brat!" I shouted, scooping up some snow and throwing it at her retreating back. Instead of hitting hr, it smashed into a wall next to her. She turned around to stick her tongue out at me. That's when my second snow ball hit her directly in the face. She glared at me before disappearing down an ally. We had met Phil the yeti when Luis transported us accidentally a few feet from his cave in a blizzard. Phil had been ready to eat all of us- or so we thought- when he saw me. The others always tease me about Phil's "undying love" for me was the only reason why we made out alive. Turns out that yetis didn't really eat people, but when they do, it is very rare and they are hungry enough or mad enough. They usually only pretend to eat people so they would be left alone. That day Phil had been working on a very delicate sculpture and when we barged into his cave unannounced, it shattered. It was safe to say he had been very pissed off.

As I walked the streets, I saw a woman. She was by no means out of the ordinary, but there was something about her that caused her to stand out to me. She was wearing black pants and jacket with a red scarf that matched her hair. As if she felt my curious glance, her head snapped towards me. A surprised look crossed her face before it was expertly hidden. We studied each other before deciding that the other was not a threat.

"Are you visiting? Or staying for good?" I asked her when she crossed the street to stand next to me.

"Neither. Just passing through one last time." She explained. "You're British? Aren't you kinda young to be here alone?"

"Who ever said I was alone? But you're right; my friends are doing their own thing."

"What about your family?" She asked, tilting her head to the side.

"Never knew my dad and my mom is dead. My friends are the only family I have now." I explained. "I'm Alice. What's your name?" I asked, changing the subject. She hesitated for a fraction of a second before answering. "Natasha."

Neither one of us said anything as we watched the people of this small town continue on with their lives. I felt uneasy in her presence. I had the feeling that she wouldn't blink an eye if she decided to kill me because she deemed me a threat. But then I saw something that made me blurt my next words without a single thought. "What are you running from?"Natasha froze. "I don't know what you're talking about."

"This town is pretty far out of the way to 'just pass through". And no one comes too close to you. Who are you really? Or rather, what are you? What do the people here know that I don't?" I demanded.

"Natasha! Time to go," A voice called out before she could say anything else. We both turned to see a man walking towards us. It took me a second to recognize him as Phil Coulson. A surprised look appeared on his face when he recognized me as well. "Alice? What are you doing here?"

"I could ask you the same thing." I retorted. Natasha glanced between the two of us with a suspicious look on her face. "You two know each other? You work for SHEILD?"

"Nah. Phil… well, it's a long story. But what is Shield?" I asked. Phil shook his head at Natasha and the red head nodded, but she looked like she didn't quite believe me.

"I have a specific set of skills. Let's just say I got noticed in a bad way… I plan on whipping my slate clean. Phil is helping me with that." She answered vaguely.

"Oh. Well. I hope you like it there. Wherever there is." I said seriously. A scream warned us of a danger that was coming closer. Natasha pulled a gun out from somewhere. A loud pounding that sounded like a giant's footsteps were coming closer. "Oh you got to be kidding me!" I groaned. My gut feeling was proven correct when Phil the yeti came stomping towards us. He yelled in happiness when he saw me. Natasha cocked her gun. "What is that thing?!" She shouted, taking aim.

"Don't shoot!" I shouted to her. I ran to Phil. "Hey big guy. What are you doing here out of your cave? Where is Amy?" I said slowly in a clam voice.

"Phil!" Amy shouted, running towards the yeti. Phil Coulson started when Amy shouted his name. "Do I know you?" He asked.

"No. I was talking to the yeti. Duh." She said. She turned back to the yeti. "Let's go back to your cave Phil. Alice will come with us. Then you can show her all the things you made since you last saw her!" Amy said cheerfully. Phil sighed and followed Amy as she raced back towards his cave in the mountains after he said my name and pointed to the cave. I nodded to him and he left behind the younger girl.

"What the hell just happened?" Natasha demanded, hiding her gun once more after a few minutes of silence.

"Ummmm…. That was Phil… the yeti." I said, scuffing the ground with the toe of my boot. "But you don't have to worry about him; he's harmless. He rarely ever leaves his cave and yetis don't eat people… usually. Just in case you're wondering." I explained. They just stared at me like I had a second head. "So…. Yeah. I'll be on my merry way. I have a yeti waiting on me." I ran off, disappearing in the snow that was starting to swirl down from dark clouds.


Sorry that this one was a shorter one... I am VERY sad that no one commented on the last chapter. Over a hundred veiws for the story since I posted the last chapter... and no one commented or anything... depressing. :'(

For the people who REALLY care about this story, they would

A) Comment and tell us what they think so far, who they are going to meet next, ect ect.

B)Comment to tell us this story sucks

Either or people! (Though, I- and I speak for Alice on this as well- would very much more appreacate option A.)

And did anyone see the reference to Rise of the Guardians? (in case you haven't seen it *cough Alice cough* Phil the yeti is the security that always stops Jack Frost from sneaking into North (Santa)'s workshop.)

That's all for now. I plan on updating next week, so that should be enough time for people to comment.

Amy & Alice