Chapter 10: Just a Prisoner

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Ash woke up to the sun shining brightly in her face. She realized that she was in a very comfortable bed. She stayed there for a moment as she only wanted to dwell in the comfort. She removed the blankets as she slowly got out of the bed, careful not to wake the still sleeping Loki beside her.

It was then that she realized that she was clean and was wearing something different from yesterday. She figured that this was from Loki. She had taken a shower last night but had no other clothes to wear. How interesting that Loki caught onto what she liked to wear. It was a green hoodie with a picture of his helmet on the front of her shirt. She was also wearing some black shorts with a gold colored trim. She put on her black converse shoes before looking at herself in the mirror.

She found a brush in the bathroom and immediately fixed the mess of dark brown hair on her head. Loki had decided to straighten her hair in an elegant manner last night and it only got slightly messed up in her sleep. It was quite different from how she usually always had her wavy hair. She took the green hair band from her wrist and pulled her hair back into a neat ponytail, only her bangs and some strands of hair managed to fall into their usual place. She smiled to herself as she quietly left the room.

It was quiet in the halls as she attempted to find the kitchen in the place. She then came across an elevator and went inside. While she was looking for a kitchen she decided she might as well snoop around. She looked at the many buttons on the elevator and questioned herself, "Hm... How do I get to the kitchen?"

"There is a kitchen on the next floor. Would you like to go there?"

She looked around as the elevator as the doors slid closed. "Uh... Yeah... Who are you?"

"Just A Rather Very Intelligent System created by Tony Stark." There was silence as the elevator began to move upwards. "You may call me Jarvis, Miss. I was not told there would be a guest. Identification." 

A camera was suddenly visible within the elevator. It became obvious that the British sounding robot wanted to know who she was. She knew that there was a possibility that Tony already knew she was there. There was no doubt that the Avengers all thought she was a prisoner to Loki. She said to the computer, "I'm Ash Storm. A friend of the Avengers. I met Tony just the other day!" There was a pause before she asked, "Can you... Can you contact the Avengers from here?"

There was suddenly a halt in the elevator before it jolted upwards, not stopping at just the next floor. Jarvis suddenly told her, "I've been told to take you to the communication room. The Avengers wish to speak with you."

That's how she knew that they knew where she was. They knew that Loki was here in Stark Tower. She knew that if she was to get away with such a scheme that she would have to bring out her best-acting face. As the elevator stopped and opened, she stepped out.

Jarvis directed her where to go and she stood on a circular pad that was facing a large view screen. She took in a nervous breath as a man with an eye patch appeared on the screen. "Are you Ash Storm?" She nodded her head, willing herself to not mess up now. He continued, "I'm Director Nick Fury of SHIELD. We've been informed that you've been taken prisoner by Loki. Ash, we need you to stay calm and tell us anything you can."

Tony's face suddenly appeared on a side computer as he was clearly in his Iron Man suit. "Hey, kiddo! How ya holding up?"

Ash was almost afraid that Loki would find her here talking to Tony and the Director of SHIELD. "I... I really shouldn't be talking here. If Loki-"

"Loki's not anywhere near you. He's talking to the scientist on the top floor. His name is Erik Selvig." Tony looked at the screen in front of him. "The room you're in is perfectly secure. Listen, the Avengers are on their way. We need you to stall Loki from opening that portal. It's on the roof of the building. Jarvis will take you there."

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