Awakening

*Hides from thrown objects*

I'M SORRY FOR THE WAIT! I got stuck in a writing funk for the majority of June and half of July and then got into a frenzy writing my original book (if you've read Salvonion Heirs I think you can guess what story I was writing.)

Anyway, I finished writing it last week, took a weekend off, and now I'll be back on FF and also editing my book so I can hopefully get it up on Amazon sometime before the holidays.

OH, and for those of you eagerly awaiting the next chapter of HOA, I'm waiting on my Beta :/

I really am sorry!

Hope you all done hate me!

There was a slight moment of silence again as Fury glanced around the room at the rather weary looking Avengers. I raised an eyebrow when he didn't notice me or Mortem, but then chuckled. That would make all of this even more entertaining.

"So, Eye-patch," Dad drawled as he leaned back against the counter, taking the weight off of his bad leg. "What's up?"

I smiled as Fury scowled angrily and his eyebrow twitched.

"Stark!" He exclaimed beginning his rant. "You have some major explaining to do! What on earth happened out there?"

Dad's expression darkened at Fury's words and he replied in cold fury, pun intended. "I have some explaining to do? No, how about you explain why there was a nuclear missile heading towards New York with your bloody insignia on it!"

I had to stop myself from chuckling as the anger drained off of the Director's face at the mention of the missile.

Faster than most humans would notice, Fury pulled up his mask and said in a monotone, "That missile was not my work, nor did anyone at SHIELD send it. The Council overrode my command and fired it without my authorization. I attempted to stop it, but by the time that I was aware of it, I was unable to."

Romanoff was nodding in understanding, as Mortem was staring at Fury with a bored expression on his face. Bruce looked extremely displeased, and Rogers looked disappointed. Barton was grimacing but he didn't look angry at Fury, he worked at SHIELD after all, and knew what the Council was like.

My head throbbed as memories of the previous Council and my workings with them flooded to mind. I winced and clutched my head as a leak appeared in the wall that Insania constructed. Obviously, it wasn't going to last as long as she had hoped.

Through the pain, and the random memories regarding that certain life, I noticed that Tony had a glint in his eye. One that I recognized as mischievous.

"Oh," Dad said with a shrug. "I already knew all of that. Coulson already told me."

Fury's eyebrow twitched and his face flushed with anger as he bellowed, "Then why did you ask me that!?"

Dad chuckled, as did Bruce, and replied, "Because I rather like hearing you admit to your failures Fury."

Fury's eyebrow twitched again, and I wondered if it was possible for it to be stuck doing that…twitching over and over again; that would be funny.

"Stark!" Fury growled loudly, but sighed as he caught sight of the smirk on Dad's face. There really wasn't much that he could do, and he knew that.

"If you are done being a child," Fury drawled calming himself, before giving Dad a pointed look. "Then would somebody, please, explain what on earth happened out there?!"

"Well, that depends on how much you know." Bruce chimed in, "And what you want to know about."

Fury glowered at Bruce but he didn't seem fazed. I had a feeling that nothing, short of my death or Fati's reappearance, would faze him right now. Hulk seemed to be very content at the moment, if the balance between the two auras were anything to go by.

"Aye," Thor said, jumping into the conversation. "To what are you referring? Many things have transpired in the past few hours, and to explain and recount them all would take quite a period of time."

Glancing around the room, but still not noticing Mortem or myself (I wondered if Mortem had anything to do with that) he sighed.

"What I want to know," He sniped, "is who the hell those people were who showed up, the one in the black and the one in the silver, why the Tesseract closed and then reopened, what that lightshow was about, and how the X-men got involved!"

That was a lot of questions, though he hadn't mentioned Loki…which was rather surprising…

Fury glanced around at everyone again, and I had to keep myself from smacking my forehead when Fury finally noticed who was missing from this little powwow.

"Dismiss what I just said, where's Loki?!" Fury demanded causing Bruce, Dad, Mortem and I to roll our eyes.

Had Fury been this slow when I had trained him? I seriously couldn't recall.

The thought drifted through the small crack in the wall before I knew what was happening. Pain exploded as more of the wall started to crumbled and I stumbled back into the counter, gripping my head tightly as I screwed my eyes tight. More thoughts and memories flashed through my mind, along with old forgotten emotions. My breathing became labored and my mind became fogged, as it became harder and harder to discern this life from another.

I felt my Bond spark, and the pain receded as Mortem helped push the memories away. They were still drifting through my mind, and the crack in the wall was still there. But with Mortem's arms around me, and his presence heavy in my mind, it was tolerable….for now.

"Loki's wife appeared and returned with him to Asgard, Sir." Rogers was the one to answer, as Dad, Bruce, and Thor were all preoccupied with staring at me in worry.

I realized that I was still slumped in Mortem's arms, though when he had appeared behind me I couldn't tell.

I tried to shake my Bonded's grip off of me, but he just held me tighter as he helped me regain my balance on my feet. Dad was giving me a look that said that we would be talking later, something that I really wasn't looking forward to.

"What do you mean he's on Asgard!?" Fury yelled practically red in the face. I could see a vein on his forehead throbbing and I wondered how much more he could take before it burst.

Shaking my head and trying to get the random memories of a younger Fury out of my mind, I focused on Dad and the others.

"It's the truth." Barton jumped in, deciding that he needed to be part of this conversation too. "We all woke up here, Loki was on the couch," Barton almost mentioned me but after glancing over at me, avoided it, and continued, "His wife appeared in the middle of the room, they talked, and then she took him and vanished, apparently back to Asgard."

"Indeed, they returned to Asgard." Thor confirmed before Fury could say anything else. Usually, I would have butted in…but at the moment…

Yeah, it wasn't exactly the best idea, especially since I felt like yelling at Fury, calling him Nick, and then scolding him harshly.

"But he has to face the consequences of his actions!" Fury spluttered and this time it was my eyebrow that twitched.

I thought Dad and I had taken care of his idiotic notion that Loki was guilty! If I knew my father, and I did, then Dad had made that quiet clear even after I was 'gone'.

It. Wasn't. His. Fault!

"And what actions," I drawled with narrowed eyes as I pulled out of Mortem's arms and stepped forward so that I was the closest to the hologram. "Do you speak of Fury? I was led to believe that SHIELD was aware of the fact that Loki wasn't in control of his actions."

My eyes were nothing more than green shards of glass, and with my Immortal attire, I knew I made a rather impressive sight.

Not to mention that fact that Fury had thought me dead.

His reaction was instantaneous; Fury's face became pale and his eyes widened in shock and his eyes flickered back and forth between myself, Dad and Romanoff, his brain trying to process what his eyes were telling him.

"You're dead." He finally said, and I had to give it to the director and my old pupil, he was good at masking his emotions.

My head throbbed but I ignored the creaking of the wall in the back of my mind.

That didn't mean he could mask them from me.

"Well obviously I'm alive now." I said simply as I shifted my weight onto my right leg. "Though I have to admit, I had a bit of help. Now, I shall repeat. I though SHIELD understood that Loki was innocent."

I raised an eyebrow at the director and he shifted under my piercing gaze. He looked puzzled, as if he was trying to figure something out, though I wasn't sure what.

"You're enjoying this too much." Mortem told me and Dad chuckled as Fury shifted just slightly.

"We haven't come to a consensus about that yet." Fury spoke slowly, and I could hear the distaste in his voice.

"Council being idiotic again?" Barton asked as he stretched out into a more comfortable position, looking at Fury lazily, though I could still see the shadows in his eyes.

"Agent Barton!" Fury barked but Dad cut him off before he could continue.

"Fury, just let it go. You can't control everything." Dad told him firmly, and I was surprised to hear Rogers add onto his statement as well.

"You called regarding details of the attack. Do you still wish to hear them, sir, or not?" Rogers asked and I had to admit, amidst the pounding in my skull, Rogers gained some brownie points.

"Yes, I would like a brief report." Fury practically growled as he shot me a curious and suspicious look.

Rogers stepped up to the challenge as I walked back over to Dad and Mortem. Bruce and Barton both added to the tale as they felt necessary, but there wasn't much Fury didn't already know.

He was suspicious about Mortem when informed, though no one mentioned that he was standing right behind me. He also took the story we fed the other Avengers with a bit more salt, but he didn't poke any holes in it which was nice.

However, the whole time my head was pounding like mad, and more and more memories were leaking through. It was like Fury's voice was causing some sort of trigger, and I kept seeing a younger Fury and SHIELD in my mind's eye.

All the while my head felt like it was being cracked open with a hot iron. Because of this, I tuned out most of the debriefing; leaning back against Mortem's chest and enjoying the feeling of Dad's aura near my own. I could sense that his leg was getting worse, but Jarvis and I both knew that Dad's doctor wouldn't be getting into the building until after Fury had been disconnected with the Tower.

"Can I like…sleep for a few millennia?" I asked Mortem with a sigh and Mortem chuckled quietly into my ear, his chest rumbling.

"Not sure that's wise, my Bonded, your father wouldn't be very pleased." I smiled faintly at the teasing tone in his voice, trying to mask his worry.

"No," I agreed as I opened up my eyes to see Dad waving mockingly to Fury. "He really wouldn't."

"See you later ol' Eye-patch!" He quipped, and I saw Bruce choking down laughter as Thor shook with chuckles.

Fury growled at my father before turning towards Rogers and his agents. "I want a fully detailed report on my desk by tomorrow evening."

"Yes sir." The two agents and the super soldier said while Tony told his eyes.

Fury nodded before giving Dad his evil eye. "We're not through Stark; we will be discussing what has happened."

His eyes then flickered to me while Dad rolled his eyes, and my belief that he couldn't see Mortem was confirmed.

"Whatever you say Fury." Dad sighed tiredly before waving his hand and disconnecting the feed and closing the hologram.

"So, food anyone?" He asked turning towards everyone on his face just as two of the security workers from the first floor walked into the room with ten pizzas, a bag of takeout boxes, and what smelled like chocolate.

My Bond with Mortem flared once again and the cracks in my mind seemed to close just a bit as I let myself be caught up in the scent of food, trying to ignore the consistent throbbing.

Pizza did sound really good right now.

Cor
Third POV

Pale golden eyes flickered from one viewing screen to the next, her eyes never straying from her millions of screens.

She could see one of her daughters doing something very similar to herself, not that she was aware of that.

The woman shook her head before continuing on her search to find her wayward daughter, wondering what was keeping Fati from her Sight.

Lost Unknown Dimension

"You have failed me, you worthless child!" A dark echoing voice snarled as Fati fell to her knees in the darkness, tendrils of black, inky energy coiling around her.

"I can still accomplish our goal!" The young Immortal protested, resisting her urge to flinch. "I can still End Aequivalere!"

"Perhaps," The voice said softly, colder than ice in Antarctica and more terrifying that you can imagine. "But you shall now follow my own plans, as yours have proven pointless once again."

"My plans could have worked!" Fati screamed angrily, jumping to her feet. Before her eyes widened in fear and she froze.

The voice chuckled and Fati shivered at the dark sound that seemed to vibrate through the air.

"But now it is my turn." The voice said gleefully, and Fati shivered again, her purple eyes revealing her fear. "And oh…the things that are to come!"

Once again, I'm really sorry…but you should be glad! I'm no longer in my weird writing funk and I should be updating a lot more now. Especially since I'm getting my school laptop tomorrow so I can write while at school without getting in trouble for being on my phone!

Hope you like it, I know not the best chapter in the world…but still. *shrugs*

OH! And I know I said I would say this chapters ago but I need to let you know what those lives were from ages ago. (E're's first few lives)

They were:
Harry Potter (First Life Obviously)
Danny Phantom (Second Life)
Rise of the Guardians (Third Life)
& Supernatural (Fourth Life)

R&R everyone! Please, I haven't heard from any of you in so long and would love to hear your thoughts!

You all rock, even after all of this time!
Cp