~song at the top is Monster by Imagine Dragons. It's the song Dragon plays part of.~
Dragon’s apartment
Dragon pulled out a ukulele from under the bed – no sheet music, she knew this one by heart – then started to play and sing.
“Ever since I could remember,
Everything inside of me,
Just wanted to fit in
I was never one for pretenders,
Everything I tried to be,
Just wouldn't settle in
If I told you what I was,
Would you turn your back on me?
And if I seem dangerous,
Would you be scared?
I get the feeling just because,
Everything I touch isn't dark enough,
If this problem lies in me -”
She broke off. “Loki, I know you’re there.” The god walked into the brightly-lit room, as always, slightly averting his eyes from her scarred face. She had grown used to it – no one, not even Steve, could meet her eyes for more than a moment.
“There’s someone here to see you.” She sighed and stood, placing her ukulele aside and walking into the kitchen.
“Hello? Who is it?”
A dark skinned man, wearing an eyepatch, rose from the kitchen chair. His one remaining eye shone golden in the artificial light.
Golden eyes. Where have I seen that?, thought Dragon. She knew she was missing something.
“Dragon, yes? I am Director Fury of S.H.I.E.L.D. – the first line of defence for the US against supernatural threats. Please, walk with me.”
They left the apartment and moved onto the busy city streets, gradually moving away from the populated areas. Director Fury made careful, casual conversation about her brother, pretending he thought she was mortal.
They moved onto an empty road, and six agents in black moved out of an alleyway. One of them aimed a gun at her. “Please do not move. You are being taken into S.H.I.E.L.D. custody as a potential threat to the United States of America. As such, you do not have any political rights-”
Dragon ran inhumanly fast. She got almost a block in less than the three seconds it took the agent to fire two paralysis darts between her shoulder blades. She crumpled to the ground.
TIME SKIP OF EVIL
She woke up kneeling in a darkened room, her back to the wall and wrists above her head. Oh no, not again, she thought.
A light snapped on and the Eidolon-Fury entered the room. He walked up to her.
“Who are you?” She looked at him.
“Dragon."
Dragon Black, co-founder of the Noctes, founder of Radical Pacifism, Healer, Protector... Monster.
“Who do you work for? Are you still allied with HYDRA?”
“Do you mean the mythological creature, the terrorist organisation, or the microorganism? Because I gotta tell you, the microorganism is pretty damned cool, although I wouldn't touch the mythological creature with a bargepole.”
He slapped her in the face, knocking her head to one side. She could taste blood. She rang her tongue along her lower lip. Definitely split.
“What are you? Some kind of super soldier? What exactly can you do?”
She glared at him. “Has it occurred to you to ask my brother? Maybe invite me out for coffee to discuss my past?”
Fury laughed. “Clearly, you aren’t who Rogers thinks you are. You are taking advantage of him, trying to convince him you are someone from his old life. What are you?”
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