Sent From the Flames

Part IV

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The iridescent lights surrounded us for what realistically was a split second, but felt like minutes for us. Feeling the ground beneath my feet before the Bifrost closed, leaving the three of us standing in front of what I assume to be the "Avengers" residence. Compound- that's the word Thor had used for it before. I took in the scenery, we were stood on a circular landing point, a few buildings surrounded us. I turned to the side to see a large body of water, gazing at Midgards sun that was just setting.

"Time runs so differently here, I wasn't expecting it to be late." Thor pondered, as he saw the scene as well.

"It's beautiful," I stated, not able to break my eyes from the sight. This was new, I had never set foot on Midgard, let alone been able to witness what beautiful visuals it had to offer.

"It is, isn't it?" I heard an unfamiliar voice come from behind us. Slightly startled by the fear I felt settling in Loki's mind, I broke my gaze and turned to see a man. From the looks of him, I knew he was the Tony Stank that Thor often spoke of, making Loki's emotions understandable.

I knew this would be odd for him, the last time he had seen any of these people, he was wreaking havoc on their home.

"Stark, good to see you. Thank you for agreeing to this." Thor spoke as he stepped towards his friend and met him in a firm handshake. Ah, Stark. I knew 'Stank' was too odd to be true. "You know Loki, of course. However, this is my sister- Ingrid." He introduced me as Tony turned and gave me a small smile, offering his hand to me which I accepted, shaking his hand.

"Nice to meet you, Ingrid. You won't be a Reindeer Games 2.0 will you?" He asked, slight amusement in his tone.

I raised a brow, turning to look at Loki for an explanation, only receiving a shrug.

"If your question is to ask if I'm as stupid as this one over here," I threw a hand over my shoulder to point at my twin. "The answer is no."

"As long as you don't piss her off," Loki mumbled from behind us, earning an agreeing nod from Thor and a chuckle from me.

"Well, though it's probably already assumed- I should tell you not everyone is too keen on the thought of Loki being here," Tony said, still looking at me and Thor, avoiding Loki for as long as he could.

"You being one of them, correct?" Loki questions, finally taking a step forward to fully join us. I could see Tony's eyes widen behind his slightly tinted glasses at the statement.

"Thor says you'll behave yourself, I trust him enough to give you the benefit of the doubt. Others, like Clint and Bruce- not so much." He states plainly, furrowing his brows as we all hear some commotion coming from the sky. The four of us all look up, seeing a man with metal wings flying down to meet us.

"Wilson! What did I tell you about coming out of nowhere." Tony chastised, the man- who was now standing in front of me. I took the time to study him over, avoiding entering his mind as I wanted to make a good first impression on everyone.

"Saw a pretty girl, Stark. So I came running," He responded offering his hand out to me with a cheeky smile. "The names Sam."

"Ingrid," I offered him a cautious smile back before shaking his hand. "And I'd say you more so flew in than came running."

"It's called a 'figure of speech,' Ingrid," Thor stated from behind me, curling his fingers to quote what he said.

"I am aware of what a figure of speech is, Brother." I laughed, smacking his hands down before turning back to Loki, I could still sense his uncomfortable mood.