Loki, my darling

III

So I found myself on Earth at the beginning of 2011, forced to live on the streets here too, but at least I was now able to keep myself somewhat safe by using a bit of power here every now and then. There were no guards who'd imprison me for it. I started off on the streets of Los Angeles, constantly hiding and running from different problems and dangers. In spring 2017 I found myself in New York. One night I saw four men attacking a woman in a dark side-street and as I always did when I saw someone unable to protect themselves, I went to help.

"You shouldn't attack anyone without a good reason," I confidently stated from behind their backs. When they all then came onto me, I simply made the ground curl around their legs, making them unable to move. "Come on now, let's get you out of this stinking alley," I gestured to the female, who I had just saved. "Thank you," she said while leaving. I started to walk back towards my "home" - the trash can I slept next to. Then, out of nowhere, a guy in a red suit jumped into my way. I had seen him on the TV-shop's TVs - he was called Spider-Man. "Hey there," he spoke to me, as I, a bit scared, stepped back a few steps. He explained that he'd cause me no harm and that he wanted to introduce me to "the team". "You know, the Avengers, the guys who save the world every now and then, I'm sure they would like your help with it too," As I was starving and dirty and really wanted to get off the street I asked if they have food. When he nodded I agreed. "How do I get there?" I asked "Give me a second," he said and touched his mask around his ear "Mr. Stark, I got her, she's with me, she wants food, where do I bring her?" he talked to himself. After a few "yes" -s and "mhm" -s he then grabbed me from around my waist. I was shocked, I hated when people touched me, especially strangers, so I gave him a little burn, which made him let me go. "Ouch! What was that for?" he said. "I hate when I'm being touched so could we please avoid that" I stated firmly. "But how am I going to transport you to the other side of the city then?" he asked, a bit confused and visibly worried. "I can fly myself, thank you very much" I replied and stepped up from the ground, using my air powers to make the air carry me. He wowed, and then said "Yes, um, I did not know you could do that, um, just follow me then," and started to move while hanging from buildings. I simply flew after him, calmly floating above the skyscrapers of NYC.

Soon enough we were on the other side of the city where, apparently, a car was waiting for us. I didn't really want to get in, but after the guy I recognized as Ironman handed me a tasty-smelling bag and stated "some fresh cheeseburgers for you, kiddo" and Spider-Man took off his mask to greet Mr. Stark (the Ironman) I started to trust them. They weren't armed, gave me food, accepted my wishes and demands, and so on. I then sat inside a car for the first time in my life. It was weird but was actually quite what I expected it to be.

We soon made it to the Avengers' Headquarters and after I was given this huge beautiful room with a private bathroom and a full closet, I got to shower. To say that felt amazing would be an understatement - I had been living on the streets for hundreds of years now if we count Asgardian streets in too. I then got on some clean clothes and slept in a bed softer than any material I had ever touched. I did still have my nightly nightmares though and woke up crying several times throughout the night. I wanted to feel physical pain, to escape the mental one, I ended up cutting my arm in the middle of the night, with the razor I found in the bathroom. When the blood stopped flowing after a few hours, I cleaned up the bathroom where I had been, took a big long-sleeve jumper from the closet to cover up the wounds, and watched the sunrise from my window. I couldn't sleep anymore.

When it was about 10 am, I got a knock on my door. I invited them in, whoever it was. In came a red-haired woman, she introduced herself as "Natasha, but you can call me Nat and the strangers call me the Black Widow". She came and sat down beside me, to watch out the window. "I've been eager to meet you, you know? We haven't had many girls here, I feel like you and I are going to be pretty good friends," "I don't really know what a friend is..." I admitted "I've been alone all my life, in a cell or on the streets, it's been pretty horrible, to be honest," I had decided to trust these people, they seemed nice and I really didn't want to be alone anymore. Me and Nat talked about all kinds of things for about an hour after which she invited me downstairs to eat and I got introduced to everyone, they explained to me how things worked around here. Soon a voice that I later found out was called Friday, addressed me, and told me that Tony had asked me to meet him in his lab later so that we could design my "suit". And that's how I ended up on team Iron man. (Once I realized it was a pretty pointless feud and they were all nice people I forced them to stand still with my powers until they made up. With Wanda and Vision already unable to keep eyes off of each other even though they were on opposite teams and Wanda being pretty much the only one who could maybe match my powers it was surprisingly easy.)