{Temporarily Discontinued} Calming the Beast

Chapter 1

A/N: For the television show shown here is a link to it: http://youtu.be/q2MBl4TsY_I  Also I am in love with the stories of the Norse gods and goddesses. I want to know what you think of this. This is my very first attempt for a Banner fanfic! Love you all!!!!!

My name is Skaði Kingston. It's pronounced Skadi to clear things up. My parents were obsessed with Norse Gods and Goddesses. When they had me in the winter they thought "Hey, the winter goddess is named Skaði. It's snowing outside and the middle of winter so let's name her that!" So hens forth my name is Skaði Kingston. Anyway skipping over all the years of hell because of my name, I am nineteen and antisocial. On my birthday a man in a black suit and wearing shaded glasses came to my school and called me to the office.

As usual the office always had trouble saying my name. "Skaoi Kingston please come to the office." They said over the intercom. Everyone looked at each other confused until they saw me walking toward the office. They tried to hold back their snickers and whispers but it didn't work. "There goes the witch." One group of girls said. "The snow freak is finally leaving us!" A group of boys said. I just sighed softly and continued to walk. As I walked in I saw the man I described earlier. "Hello Skaði. My name is Phil Coulson. I am here to recruit you for a secret project I am doing." I nodded. "Thanks but why me?" He looked at  me with his sunglasses off. For some reason, I just noticed that I am towering a good three feet above this man.

"The reason you have been recruited is because you were lucky." He said with a small smile. I tried not to laugh at it. "Alright I'll check it out but if I don't like it, please take me to a different place far away from my parents and the people here." Phil looked me in the eyes. "I agree to that." I sighed. "Do we go now?" Phil nodded. I sighed in relief and we walked out. "An agent will be here to pick up your things tomorrow." I nodded and went out the doors. Free at last! Was all I could think before getting into the black car with tinted windows. We drove up to the city from the small town I was in and we went to a hotel. "Alright, the trip we take is 32 hours long. We are to stay here for the night."

I sighed and went to the room I was given a key to. I opened it and threw my bag on the bed. I closed the door and turned the television on. "Anything good on?" I sighed as I lied down on my bed. I watched the news for about two seconds before flipping through the available channels. I sighed and settled for the BYU channel. "I wanted to watch BBC but.... I don't think they have it on here." A hilarious comedy show came on and it made me smile.

A while later I fell asleep. When I fell into a deep sleep and started dreaming it was a dark dream. It started out from just a few hours ago and if I refused Phil Coulson. I was walking back to my locker and got what I needed for the next class and started walking to that class. I was shoved to the ground. When I started to get up I was my worse enemy, Janice Williams. I sighed and got up. "Ew! A witch just came up from hell! She smells awful!" She said with a laugh. I just rolled my eyes and walked into the classroom. My teacher was waiting in the room to talk to me. "Hey!" She said brightly. "Could you do me a favor this class period?" I sighed and nodded.

"Take these boxes to the storage room." With that I sighed and waited for the halls to clear. "Alright anything else you need taken besides these boxes?" She thought for a moment. "Yeah! This old television and computer set!" With that I started my work. It took me about twenty minutes to do that. I sat down at her desk. Oh I forgot to mention that I am here teachers aid. She set a bin of papers next to me and got another one. "Grade." was all she said before hurrying back to the front of the classroom. I saw Janice Williams sitting exactly across from me glaring at me. I shrugged it off and started correcting their work. As usual Janice got almost every single one wrong. I sighed and wrote down the correct answers with my red pen. I felt a pencil barely hit the top of my head. I looked up and saw Janice's 'I'm innocent' look. I rolled my eyes. Innocent of being the child of satin. I smiled at that thought.

The class ended and the day was done. I sighed and started walking to my beat up old chevy truck. I mean this thing was owned by my grandpa who used it to haul livestock to the butcher from farmers. When he died it was given to me because I needed it.  It took me two months to clean the back of the trunk and rid it of the smell of animals. The inside smelt like cigarettes and coffee. I gagged each time I went to go clean it. It took all summer to clean it and get rid of the smell. Now it smelt like pumpkin spice and cinnamon which is a heavenly smell to me. Anyway, when I got to my truck I found a note on there. If you want to join us anyway, here is the number. With that I woke up.

I looked around the hotel room and sighed. "So glad I chose to go with Phil.... Should I call him that? I barely know him!" I was muttering to myself. I shook my head and walked to the bathroom. I took a quick shower and when I walked out I saw a bag on my bed. I opened it and in it I found a set of clothes I barely remembered. The sports bra and yoga pants my mom bought me and the light jacket that went with it. I quickly put them on and dried my hair. I brushed it and saw my hair starting to curl. "I hate curls." I muttered to myself and gave up the fight with them. I put on the sneakers I had on yesterday and walked out. My stomach growled at me.

I walked down the hall and noticed Phil running. "Wait for me!!!" He screamed. I stopped the doors and he walked in. "Thanks." I just nodded. "I'm going to give you a nickname. How about Aim?" I thought for literally two seconds. "No. How about Aim." I said with a snicker to it. He actually agreed to call me that! "Alright Aim." I sighed. THe elevator got to the first floor. "Ready to eat? After we eat we leave." I looked at him. "Alright." With that we did everything like a normal family on vacation would do; eat and laugh or eat and argue. We got our things together quickly. I walked out and saw my truck outside. "Just follow my car and you'll be fine." He said putting a red, white and blue shield sticker on it. "Alright." I threw my things into the bed of the truck and got in. A man came up to me and handed me the keys. I thanked him and started it up.