KIRK

After the door slammed behind me and Nikki was gone, I felt a sense of peace and guilt. I didn't want her to go, but I did need to be alone. I wouldn't be able to think clearly with her on my back every second. Standing in the middle of the room I realized how tried I actually was, and walked over to the huge bed that screamed sleep on me. I sat on the edge of the bed and immediately sunk into the mattresses, losing my balance and falling onto my back. This bed was really something: very plush and expensive, I probably couldn't afford this with two years of my minuscule salary.

Enough of this over luxurious room with its fancy wall coverings, and upscale bathrooms that I should really check out. Time to think, about this whole problem of being on another world with Nikki. Tony wouldn't be able to get us back soon, since we broke his machine. But maybe that was a good thing, he's been working on his projects a lot more lately spending less time with Brianna and more with the dummy(that still couldn't put out fire's). Before all of his happened Brianna was telling me how, he seemed less of himself lately. At first it seemed like Tony, making his creations better and more...flamboyant. But even I noticed how even Brianna being his priority, was his reason for this renowned fever. Last, I heard about his inventions was from Jarvis telling me that the M42 was a failure.

M42?

That means he's made over what..forty more suits since the last time I heard(and that was when he became Ironman). I didn't tell Brianna for the fear of it upsetting her, she was such a nice sweet person and I'd hate for her to worry even more than she already does. Argh, thinking about this would make me even more stressed than I already am! Maybe I should focus on what was happening now...um...Frigga.

It makes me just a little angry hearing her name in my head, like it didn't belong there...unwelcome. I just met the women and I feel a hate coming off of her when i'm near, I never did anything to her and that's what made me angry at her. She had no right being angry at me, maybe she was mad that I fell from the sky like her son did a year ago? Well if that was the case, maybe she should be mad a fate, because apparently i'm meant to be here.

Because of some annoying vision that (and I quote) one of you speak of the future and one of the past. When Odin their king said that, my first thought (that I thankfully didn't voice) was bullshit. Who was he to tell me that I had to stay here! I have a life, no matter how bad it may be, I have one. I can't tell the man to fuck off I might as well jump into the Hudson River with no clothes on! I know who Odin is, supreme god and creator, god of the dead and victory(granted I learned it from dictionary). We even had a day named after him back on earth..I think it was Wednesday. But you have to respect him seeing as he's over a million years old? Maybe more, but I don't really care to learn.

There wasn't just me to think about either, I had Nikki the prodigy. She graduated from Harvard at the top of her class, straight A's all through life never a failure like me. I was never one for school, I was too young at the time: I still am. Without Nikki I think right now I would be in a ditch somewhere because of my mouth(Stupid Frigga). I can't afford to be a dolt here, with people I don't know around every corner.

Maybe I shouldn't have told Nikki to go after all, it was really quiet and lonely in this big room. I should go look for her, make sure she okay and not in any trouble...no she'd only get mad at me for coming after her because I sent her away. This bed is really nice I could take a nap or something to pass the time. No, I need to stay up for her and wait until she gets back that weird guy could be waiting for her. The one that walked us to our room like were babies. What was his name? Fanda...Fadral... Fandraal! That was his name and that girl Sif was with him too! There where other people with him too but I can't remember them right now.

He called me a hoe and tried to play it off like I was stupid enough to fall for it. If he ever calls me one again I'll stick a real hoe up his ass-hole...perv. The girl Sif was really pretty, the way she dressed forced you to look at her like she was a warrior. Like she didn't want anyone to see her as anything else. Her hair was so dark...that you shouldn't even compare it to black, but the night itself, because it was so much more pure in color. It reminded me of snow, and how when it was freshly fallen the color was so pure and untainted it looked almost surreal.

Maybe my mind was playing tricks on me but, whenever you looked at her there was this tragic air sounding her. I didn't know what it was, and I'm pretty sure that if I ever found out it would only affect me strongly. She just looks so...unhappy. Nikki still hadn't come back yet, its been about an hour that i've been laying here. Nikki should be okay on her own, and if anything happened she could math talk her way out of it.

Still laying on top of the bed I lifted myself of and pulled the covers over so I could get under them. They felt to good, even better than when I was laying on top of the bed. After I take a nap Nikki should be back and then I won't have to worry about her anymore. Hopefully she'll have some good news for me.