Hey guys, here is the next chapter. This is mostly flashbacks, cause I love writing them and they are kind of necessary. Anyway, enjoy!

Being alone was always my worst nightmare, even before I found out what I was. It was up there on my list of 'Things I Hate The Most' with boredom and Thor. Being alone meant that there was nobody to distract me from my thoughts. And my thoughts could take me to very dark and disturbing places. It wasn't long before memory after memory began to seize me in its hold, not letting go until it's story was told.

I remembered a year ago, about what happened in New York. I remembered being in a mortal bar at the time, watching the small TV that was above the counter. I was too far from New York for it to effect me, but as soon as the words 'extraterrestrial attack' got to my ears, it had my full attention. Someone from another realm had come to Midgard. I wanted to know who it was, and if I would have to hide.

When I found out exactly who it was, it was like a blow to the gut. Loki. Loki was alive. Loki was not only alive, but commanding a full blown attack on Midgard with an army of Chitauri behind him.

I blinked, still staring at the screen.

What did I miss?

I saw the Chitauri on their flying ships, destroying buildings and causing chaos in the city. I saw the petty civilians run and duck for cover, only for their cover to be blown to smithereens. I saw the giant Leviathans, flying around and knocking into unsuspecting buildings. I saw the portal, and what lay on the other side.

I saw Loki, fighting Thor on Stark Tower.

He looked different. Not older, but as if he had been through much more than the last time I saw him. His hair was longer and unruly, and his eyes shone with a crazed light, almost haunted. He had dark bags under his eyes, and his teeth seemed constantly bared in a snarl. I wondered idly if the Void had the same effect on him that it did me.

I saw the Avengers fighting the Chitauri. The red haired girl with the guns, the guy with the bow and arrow. Iron Man blasting aliens left and right, Captain America fighting them with his shield. The Hulk smashing them in his huge green fists, demolishing buildings in the process. And Thor, hitting with his hammer and shocking Chitauri with lightning. I watched as Iron Man flew a nuke into the portal, and as all the Chitauri died, the mothership destroyed. I watched as Thor took Loki back to Asgard via the Tesseract.

Loki was alive, and undergoing punishment on Asgard. The thought of him going through what I went through made me stiff with rage.

It still did. I was on Midgard, hiding, as Loki was on Asgard undergoing punishment. He probably still thought I was dead. Or hoped.

I could feel that old darkness, the part of the void that was forever in my head, coming back and taking over again. I debated whether I should fight it, and came up with the conclusion that it was pointless. It would only come back in the future. Shaking away the memories of the past, I glowered at the door of my cell as it opened.

It was Captain America, accompanied by a handful of S.H.I.E.L.D agents. I said nothing as the agents hauled me to my feet and cuffed my wrists together in front of me. It was only when they attached a metal collar around my neck that was tied to a leash, which Captain America took hold of, that I grew suspicious.

"Do I want to ask what is going on?"

The Captain looked at me. "We're moving you to the Avengers tower, ma'am. So that you can be supervised at all times."

Uh... Okay then. Is Fury that eager for me to kill his precious team that he would put me under the same roof as them?

Out loud I said nothing, and let him lead me through a maze of dark hallways like a dog. The other agents surrounded me, all with loaded weapons pointed in my direction. Seems like they aren't taking any chances.

After what felt like hours of wandering through countless corridors, during which I completely lost track of where I was going, we finally saw sunlight. They hustled me into a car with blackout windows, the whole time keeping every weapon trained on me. I smirked, they don't know what I'm capable of.

"I wouldn't look so happy if I were you." The Captain muttered from where he sat beside me. "Those cuffs restrain magic."

I rose my eyebrows questioningly and tapped into my magic reserves. As I thought, there was nothing blocking it from use. I fought down my smirk and tried to look as defeated as possible without being suspicious. "Damn." I muttered under my breath, just for good measure.

Let them think I have no magic, that I am defenceless. When in reality I still have my full power and will use it to destroy them.

Since the rest of the car ride was silent, my void-ridden brain thought it would be a good idea to drag me back into another memory of the past. Reluctantly, I let it drag me under.

I was hiding in the roots of Yggdrasil before I launched my attack on Vanaheim. There was nothing and nobody this far down in the World Tree, other than the occasional lost soul trapped in its winding roots. This was the place where the Void was at its darkest, where my magic had been leading me, and from where it now fed.

I was alone, which was what I needed. I knew the attack on Vanaheim would jeopardise my security, put me at risk, maybe even get me killed. I also knew that I had to do it, for myself and for the memory of Loki. As I plotted, I didn't see the dark shape come up behind me.

"Wanderer, what business do you have in these parts of the Tree?" The voice echoed through the emptiness, strong and commanding, yet feminine.

"Hela, Queen of the Dead. I came here only for the peace I so craved. I mean no disrespect to your souls or your empire." I stated without turning. Anyone else would be terrified to have Hela near them, let alone behind them, but I only felt an icy calmness that had surfaced after months alone in the Void.

"I know of what you have done in this universe, of what you plan to do. I also know your reasoning behind it." She stated calmly, coming up beside me to stare into the Void. "I commend you for it."

I raised my eyebrows, surprised. "You know of what has transpired?"

"Yes. I knew Loki for a long time. He was always wandering through the pathways of Yggdrasil, from realm to realm, form dimension to dimension. He often passed through my realm and tormented Gaum, my watch hound." She sighed, and it sounded like a cool blast of wind over a crackling fire. "He had such power. It is a great loss."

"What purpose brings you here, Hela?" I was eager to get off the topic of Loki.

"I came to make you an offer. I know you have great power, and also the gifts that you were given due to your heritage. This makes you a formidable enemy, and a fruitful ally. I have seen the chaos and death that you have caused."

"What is your offer?"

"Ally with me. Whenever you call on me, I and my armies will be at your aid. In turn, whenever I call on you, you will come to our aid. Does that seem a fair deal, Wanderer?"

"Why would you, with your armies and power, need my aid with anything? My Queen, your power outshines mine and so does your skill. I fail to see why you would need me."

She smiled. "You do not know your own power. We are alike, you and I. Our minds are filled with darkness, and we are both powerful beings. We love chaos and destruction and death. Together, we could rule this universe if we so wished." She paused. "I only ask you to be my sister in arms, Nyx. If you do not wish to, then I wish you luck on your journeys." Her figure seemed to shift slightly, a shrug.

I considered for a moment. "Not to disrespect, but how could I know that I could trust you?"

She turned to me and regarded me with eyes as black as the Void. "If I betrayed you, you have the power to kill me and bring ruin to my realm. If you betrayed me, I also have the power to destroy you." I turned to face her as she continued. "You have not embraced your powers as a Demon of the Void, Wanderer. I understand your reluctance to use your true form, and the gifts that come with it, but understand that if you allowed yourself to be who you truly are, your magic would grow in power tenfold. Tell me you do not feel it growing in strength the longer you stay in the Void? Unlock the demon within, and your power will exceed even that of the Fates. You are special, Nyx, with Demon power and Aesir power and a power that is all your own. I feel that we would be great allies, you and I. But know that you have a choice."

Her voice was full of sincerity. After a pause, I grinned. "I accept your offer, Sister." The grin she gave back was as wicked as my own. As we grasped each other's forearms, and the void seemed to twist and warp into tendrils that bound them together, I knew I had made the right decision.

I had the Queen of Death and her army of souls on my side whenever I had need for them, and in return all I had to give was my services whenever she needed them.

After Hela disappeared back to Helheim, I made my way to Vanaheim with a newfound courage.

Unleash the demon within. Let your magic feed off the darkness. Your power will increase tenfold.

I unleashed the demon. I unleashed it on the poor unsuspecting Vanaheim. And as it turned out, Hela had been right.

My power had increased tenfold. It was unmatched.

It was just a pity that displaying that sort of power tends to attract Aesir armies down on your head.

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