Erin crossed the railroad quickly, moving towards her father's house from memory. All she has was her leather jacked and her trusty backpack that held the essentials to survive: Cash, a handgun, bottled water, and stolen Fitzgerald books to live by. She nervously chewed at her lip as she walked towards the old house she grew up in. She hadn't slept in her bed for at least 8 years now, but still she visited every year. She didn't know if the annual visits were a form of self-mutilation or a form of senseless hope that she would come to open arms of love. Her father was far from loving. He pushed her away as soon as it was discovered she was a mutant. Since then, he favored her golden human brother that, who was also her only friend. She lost her only friend when he moved to serve in the Air Force. So with that, she packed up and left. Jane was her new friend, though. Erin smiled to herself as she thought of her last visit with Jane. She had a thesis to write; yet Erin convinced her to take her out for ice cream instead.

Erin ran towards the lit window of her old house. It was just as beat us an ugly as she had remembered it. She peered into the window to see the old man lazily sitting at his couch, watching reruns of "Who's Line is it Anyways?" as he guzzled down a bottle of beer. She looked at him with great hope. He looked miserable.

Maybe he's miserable because I'm gone.

It's almost Christmas and he's all alone.

Erin rushed to the door, her curls bouncing in her haste. The moment she knocked on the door, her thrill was gone.

I've made a big mistake.

Realizing she knew the outcome, she nervously listened to her father grumble as he moved from the couch, his footsteps made a terrible creaking sound on the worn out wood. The door opened.

Erin glanced up, speechless.

"What are you doing here?" The look he gave her was of disappointment; she knew she was the last person he'd want to see.

"I thought…. I don't know, really."

"Have you heard from James?"

"No." She realized how much she missed her brother once he was brought up.

"He's got a medal, being promoted."

Erin forced a smile on her face. "Taking the world by storm."

There was an uncomfortable silence.

"What are you doing here?"

"I… thought maybe you'd want company."

"You thought wrong."

She felt a sharp pain in her chest, her throat tightened.

"You still one of those… things?"

"Mutant… yes, I'm still a mutant. There isn't a cure."

"Shame…"

"Can I come in?"

"No."

It was uncomfortable how straightforward he was about it. Erin nodded obediently and began to step away from the door.

"Send my love to James." She murmured before turning away, she didn't want him to see her eyes water. It would have satisfied him greatly.

She walked away, no direction in mind, just away from him.

"I know myself….but that is all." She softly recited the ending to her favorite book as she wiped away the burning tears from her cheek.

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"We've made a mock house, just a ways off from the SHIELD base. We wanted him away enough so he wouldn't be tempted to cause trouble, but close enough just in case if you need us." Nick continued to debrief her as she kept up with his fast pace towards the cell where they would find her new prisoner.

"What am I supposed to do?"

"Keep an eye on him; show him the world that he was meaning to destroy. Give him the enlightenment that Thor received his first time here."

Erin looked at the path ahead of them in an incredulous fashion. From what she heard, this Loki guy hated humans more than Magneto did. How was she supposed to just give him enlightenment?

"This is a terrible plan, sir."

"Well, it's the only plan we have, Amory. If we have him on our side, we're out of danger."

"I thought you people were done with meddling with affairs that were not a part of our universe."

"It's not meddling, it's ironing things out." Nick spoke with great confidence, no matter how poor things seemed to look.

"Thor is too naïve." She muttered, she wanted Fury to know that she was aware that it was his idea.

"Perhaps." Nick was unaffected by it. "Still, Loki was banished to be here anyways. That was the punishment for his crimes, so we're going to make the most with the cards that have been dealt."

"Very well."

She followed him to the door that led to the holding cell. "I want a word with him, before we take him." Erin put her hand on Nick's chest as if to keep him from going through the door.

"Fine. We'll be out here. I'll have the guards ready."

Erin took a deep breath before letting herself through the door. As it slid open, she glanced up to see that he was in a glass cell, sitting on a single chair, his hands bound in chains. His stare was intense, revealing no emotion whatsoever. He looked as if he were just waiting patiently.

"My name is Amory. I'll be the one who'll be watching over you." She spoke as she approached the glass cell.

"Is it now?"

"Yes…" she hesitated. She clenched her hand into a fist angry at herself for revealing that she was actually afraid.

"Amory the captor."

"I didn't capture you."

"Then it would be proper to say I'm your prisoner."

Is he trying to have a go at me?

"I don't like that word."

"Neither do I." he spoke in a more bitter tone now. "Thor is dull to think a simple Migardian can control me."

"I'm a mutant." She corrected him, causing his eyebrows to furrow in curiosity.

"You mean there's something wrong with you?" He said as he stood from his seat. Erin let out a heavy sigh angrily.

"It means I was born with powers that make me more capable than one of your 'Midgardians' " she spoke in a mocking tone, mimicking the way he said the word.

"You forget, I have powers as well." He stepped forward, letting a duplicate of himself remain at the place he previously stood, a proud grin on his face.

"See, that's the behavior that's going to make me have to treat you like a prisoner." Erin was not face to face with him, the glass stood between them.

"A pitiful joke…" Loki scoffed as he stepped back.

Erin put her hand on her temple, just as Professor X taught her years ago in her short time in the academy. With strain, she was able to control him to sit down in his seat. As soon as Loki was seated without a duplicate, he looked at her in confusion, as if waking up from a daze.

"That's my pitiful mutant parlor trick." Erin said softly.

"Mutant." He mused at the word.

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"I'm not saying she's stronger than you. I'm simply saying she'd destroy you in a fight." Stark moved with a sort of swagger towards the other side of his suit that he was working on.

"Charming, but you wouldn't stand a chance against her either." Steve Rogers tolerated the ideas that came to Tony Stark's mind. He had come to accept his friend for all of his character flaws.

"Of course not… but would I really mind?" He gave a shrug, allowing Steve's imagination to wander.

"Charming…" he muttered, rolling his eyes.

"I'm just saying, that's why Fury chose her. Her power makes her almost unstoppable." He tinkered away at metals and electric things that Steve couldn't possibly understand; he looked like a craftsman at work on details that seemed too small for others to know what he was doing.

"I just don't think it's a safe choice. He's dangerous." Steve said, crossing his arms.

"Here at SHIELD, we don't have a choice on how dangerous our work is going to be." Banner spoke as he held tools for Tony as he worked.

"If she' so powerful why isn't she doing something big and important anyways?" Steve ignored what Banner said.

"Uncle Sam sounds a bit jealous." Tony muttered as he kept his eyes on his work.

"What do you think Nick is having her do? Sound like a pretty important job to me." Banner continued. "I know I wouldn't want to take the job anyways. She's also the only one who hasn't had to fight with him. She is less prejudiced."

"I still think it's dangerous." Steve trailed off out of the room.

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Erin looked up at the high walls of 'Professor Xavier's Academy for Gifted Youngsters'. The man reached out to her on several occasions, offering a place where she'd fit in. Unprepared to "embrace" her "gift", she reluctantly walked towards the mansion that looked more like a castle. She walked with hopes that maybe she wouldn't have to live such a nomadic life if what Xavier said was really true.

Maybe I don't have to run anymore.

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