I like reviews! I hope this chapter is better then the last. This one is in the POV of Misty and You will learn more about her past and the plot of the story. Erika Lace ( Misty's best friend) will appear in the middle of this chapter. More detail on Misty will come into play.

I do not own the Avengers.

Misty

He just walked right back in.

A year with out him, no calls, no text, no nothing.

He walked right back in. Manipulating like always. I remember those eyes. Black until he got into your mind. The glowed a taunting red. He used it on Captain America. He used it on me. I know that Steve will never get that image out of his head. The indescribable pain when he linked his mind with others. But the worst has yet to come. He has control over Steve. He can rack his brain. Strip him of his memories. Twist his thoughts into demonic rituals. Then he pulls away. Begging for it to stop. Wishing that you could die. You feel as if your brain is being burned behind your eyes. The images eating away at your sanity. You don't want to eat, you don't want to live. You slowly waste away until you can find reality. But by then it's too late.

I won't let this happen to Steve. Not after what I've seen him do to those women. I pulled out my phone and hit and held 3 until the phone started ringing. I dared looked down at my phone and Erika picked up. "Misty? What's up?"

"He's here." My voice falter. I felt his eyes burning into me head but he couldn't make the connection. Not anymore. "He did it again. Chance did it again," I felt Bruce look back at me.

"I'm on my way," I heard the click and Looked at him. He was smiling at me.

"Don't look him in the eyes." I looked at Bruce and Tony, "Don't look him the eyes." I cried out to them and they kept their eyes on me. "He's not human."

"Don't trust her," his voice sang over to me, "trust me." He was trying to make the connection but I stretched my shield.

"Don't," they didn't move their eyes from mine, "He already has Steve."

"What?" Tony's brows knitted together.

"There is more to the world then you thought. You think that expirments and Gods were a stretch? Try bringing in Demons, angels and everything in between. You've been living a lie. Legends? They're true. Stories? The came from somewhere." Right then I heard the elevator ding and Erika walked out her heels clicking against the newly set floor. Her pixie cut blonde hair and bright blue eyes caught Chance's attention. As well as Steve's.

A screech slash howl escaped his lips and we all covered our ears. He was breaking away from Steve. I heard a heavy thud on the floor and then silence surrounded us. Heavy breathing was all that lasted.

Erika

I leaned over his body. He breaths were shaky and shallow. His body convulsed and I cradle his head in my lap. I rested my forehead on mine and hoped he would live. He had to connect to something to live. That's the only way for them to live after what he does.

Please.

Why?

Why do I feel so strongly about this old fashioned man?

I gasped. "Erika," I ignored the voices as he opened his blue eyes. He stared at me and blinking, his breathes even out. I felt hands on my back but it felt distant. I heard voice but I didn't register them. Someone tried pulling me to my feet but I fought against them holding onto the man on the floor.

A stranger.

After losing all hope.

A stranger brings it back.

"Erika," the whisper become louder. I was lifted and pulled away from the blue-eyed man. He was pulled away but ours eyes didn't unlock until he was pulled into another room.

Misty stepped into my vision. "…be okay?"

I snapped my focus onto her and smiled. "He found something to bond to."

"What?" A man was standing next to her looking confused. He looked between the 2 of us.

"He bonded to me."

The man looked at me, "What does that mean?"

"Everything,"