The Disgraced Avenger (An Avengers Fanfic) [Completed] #1

Meeting Loki *

Songs:
Isolated System (The 2nd Law) ~ Muse
Run Me Out ~ Zola Jesus

I lounged back onto the couch in my room. The walls were a dark grey and shaped in interlocking hexagons. From my research, they were built to withstand, I quote, a hulk-sized force and supposedly was supposed to create a field of telepath energy which was supposed to dull abilities with the mind, including, but not limited to; telekinesis, ergokinesis, materiokinesis and other telepathic abilities.

My room was modernly but minimally furnished. It had the same grey and metallic pallor of all of SHIELD's property.

Two years ago, after I'd touched the cube, which I now know to be the Tesseract, fourteen-year-old hacker, me, had been taken into SHIELD's custody.

Prisons. She corrected.

I'd developed a case of a loathing alter-ego who called herself the Lunar Castor and whose long term goal was to eliminate, or rule humanity, whichever was easiest. Like my brother, the Lunar Castor was triggered by a high blood pressure brought forth my intense emotion. A deep contrast to me, she had pale blonde hair with the occasional strand of silver. Her eyes were a metallic blue that, from what I'd been told, glow with the use of her abilities. Mine were just a dull green, ringed by brown. She was slender and lean like a female lioness whilst I had a slight pear shape and slightly tanner skin colour. She'd appear in different outfits to suit her needs, instant wardrobe was one of her cooler features, however they were always set in a moonlight blue and white colour.

The Lunar Castor, unlike Bruce's Hulk, had more mental adaptations with her abilities. Sure she was alluring and beautiful, but she was also deadly. Genocidal deadly. Within a single though, the Lunar Castor, in control could kill thousands of people. She could teleport small distances, had an uncontrollable ability of ergokinesis but more often, telekinesis.

However that was my job, to make sure she never escaped. Was never free.

This instantly put us against each other in a fight for control. A constant battle. Lunar Castor knew me well, what infuriated me and slowly, but surely, she would work away at my temper until it became uncontrollable. Annoyance and distraction were usually her first steps.

SHIELD had kept me under lock and key for the past two years, not only were my extraordinary hacking skills a problem but the threat of the Lunar Castor, or who I sometimes called Castor, made me highly dangerous. Shortly, after physically recovering from my incident (I was paralysed for days) they shipped me off to be dissected and studied so that I wouldn't become a danger to humanity.

You should kill them. Castor said.

Humanity?

No SHIELD, who are you going to rule if humanity is dead? Castor was probably mentally facepalming about the incompetent evil planning of human beings.

I don't want to kill SHIELD though. I replied. If I kill SHIELD then I'll become the most hunted person on the face of the planet.

Then kill the others as well. Castor replied smugly. I've got our plan all figured out.

Your plan, I reminded her, and you wondered why SHIELD didn't want to let us go.

Your no fun, Castor complained. It's been almost a year since I was free, have I been in control for a year? No. It's not fair, I have rights!

No you don't, because as far as the world knows, alter egos don't exist.

Castor stamped her foot and went in sat in her mental corner.