The Weakness

27

Erin walked the streets of Manhattan, when all of a sudden an odd feeling swept over her. She leaned against a building and watched the people shove past her.

She walked into an alley, where she could be alone for a moment. But a man stood, waiting for her. Erin's eyebrows furrowed. She sized up the man. He was wearing a cloak that covered his entire form and his hood was up.

"Who are you?" She asked.

"Me? Child, I am someone who you and your kind are not supposed to meet. ένα ελληνικό." The man said.

I thought about his words. Ena elliniko.

A Greek.

What?

I raised my hands. "Look, I don't know who you are-"

"Of course you don't. I would put you into a sleep, but you're a goddess, and I'm saving my energy, so you got off lucky this time." The man disappeared, leaving me with a strange feeling, as I I hadn't slept in weeks.

I shook it off and looked up. The portal was opening above Stark Tower.