"So, you're a god?"Bruce asks, "Or goddess?"

I chuckle a bit, "As much as I'd love to tell you yes; I'm afraid that I can't. My heart beats the same as yours. My lungs breathe the same as yours. They will both stop eventually, just as yours will, but it'll take an extra five thousand years."

"Five thousand years?"

"I'm afraid so." I say, "Hopefully they fix the Bifrost within the next century, so that I may return and take my place as Queen."

"You're royal?"

"Not here, but at home, yes."

"So how old are you really?" He asks.

"Guess." I say with a smile.

"I would judge, that by your looks, that you are somewhere between three to five hundred years old." Bruce says, continuing to work.

"Wrong."

"Am I close?"

"No, I am a thousand years old." I say, hopping down from the countertop.

He looks at me with disbelief and I can't help but smile; mortals are always so shocked by such information.

"What are you doing?" I ask, picking up a tablet that sits beside him.

"Trying to track any gamma-radiation in order to locate the Tesseract, but so far, I keep getting the ship's coordinates." He says, continuing to tap and manipulate the items on the screen.

"I could help you." I say, pulling down one of the screens.

"Well, if you can figure it out, it would be appreciated." Bruce says.

I start to calibrate the locaters for gamma-rays. Each one wants to show the ship instead of the Tesseract. I continue to zoom in to the coordinates; they show up within the lab.

"Weren't you involved in a gamma-radiation accident?" I ask Bruce.

"Yeah."

"Do you think that you may be shedding some radiation?" I ask.

He scoffs a bit, "No. That would be impossible."

"Then what else could be in this roo-" I start, immediately looking at Delvameg, "Why didn't I think of this before?"

"What?"

I walk over and pull Delvameg from the corner, "The infinity stone within my staff. It is composed of the same matter that the Tesseract is, so surely it would put off the same signals and radiation."

Bruce nods.

"We can scan Delvameg and get specific readings and signatures, and find the Tesseract that much faster." I say.

"Let's do it." He says, clearing his screen and starting from scratch.

I set Delvameg down on a table and we start processing the information immediately. We quickly go through levels of gamma-radiation, energy surges and patterns of the two.

"Stuttgart, Germany. 28, Konigstrasse." Bruce says, "That's the only place with any similar signatures."

"I'll notify the others, so they can retrieve it." I say.

"You mean you're not going?"

"No." I say.

"Why?"

"Not feeling like saving the world today. I figured I'd save that for next Tuesday. But, I may not make it that far; after all, once they get the Tesseract, I'm going home."

"Not enjoying it on Earth?" Bruce asks.

"With Shield watching every move I make?" I ask, "No. I miss the small amount of privacy I had."

He nods, "I know how you feel."

"I'm sure a man such as you does." I head out to the bridge to deliver the news.

"Director-"

"Don't worry, Ivanna. We already have a team out." He says dismissively.

"Again, with privacy." I mutter as I head back to the lab.

Bruce and I sit down and continue our small talk.

"Where'd you learn to use such advanced technology?"

"Asgard has had it for centuries." I say, somewhat dismissively, "I've grown up using far more advanced weaponry."

"And yet you fight with a metal rod." He says with a 'you're-such-a-liar' look.

"I suppose you haven't seen what I can do with my metal rod." I pick Delvameg off of the table, I spin it in my hand and quickly stop it as it turns to a long, two-hand sword.

"So you can change it into other inefficient weapons; what does this prove?"

"A sword can be used millions of times; a bullet can be used once. A bow can be repaired with a new string; a gun can be only be repaired when you find the broken piece. An axe will prove lethal in almost any situation; a gun will not."

"And if I were to shoot you here and now, before you could react, how would your staff help you?"

I laugh, "Your bullets have no effect on Asgardians. The ore of this planet is frail and is insufficient compared to my flesh."

A voice echoes through the ship, "All Level 7 Agents to the 15th entrance."

Bruce and I exchange strange looks, those are doors that go outside, what could they possibly need that many agents for?

Bruce and I continue our conversation, only to stop as a hoard of agents pass the doors of the lab.

A sudden pain runs through my stomach. I cringe, but quickly plaster a 'poker-face' over it as Loki passes with his evil smile. He looks at me and then at Bruce, but he doesn't stop for a moment.

"Ivanna..." Bruce says with confusion.

I wait for Loki to pass by, "What?"

"You're bleeding."

I look down to my gut; blood slowly seeps through my shirt. I pull it up and gasp. My old wound has opened itself. I start to panic, there was hardly a scar left from where Loki had run me through, and now there was a full-fledged wound in my abdomen.

I quickly cover it with my hand and lean back on the counter. My body begins to tremor.

"Just calm down." Bruce says, "Everything will be okay."

He puts more pressure against it and a medical team flies in.

Everything is a daze; I can't help but go back to the day I fell. The day my life changed unexpectedly.

They lay me on a stretcher and wheel me away. I lay as calmly as I can, taking deep breaths, making myself as numb as possible. I close my eyes and the world seems to fade away, drifting further and further, until I can no longer reach it.

I open my eyes and sit up, a familiar pale dust surrounding me. I look around hesitantly. I wasn't here a moment ago. Why am I here now?

I once again find myself by the smoking ash of a fire.

"No." I mutter.

I look to my gut, which has once again healed- "I don't understand: why am I here?"

"Because this is where we go when summoned by our power." A cold voice says.

I instantly get to my feet, "You stay away from me."

Loki looks at me sadly, "That's no way to treat your favorite uncle, is it?"

"Stabbing your niece in the abdomen isn't exactly an ideal family moment." I say.

"I do hope you have no hard feelings over that."

"And perhaps when I kill you there will be no hard feelings."

He laughs and kicks some dust, "You really expect to kill me?"

"I don't expect, I know. Do not think that your death will be quick either, for I have no mercy for a ruthless person such as yourself."

"I am a King."

"You are an idiot. You chase hopeless dreams; ones that you know will never become reality. You have played with the idea that you will rule Earth. And even if you were able to conquer the Earth, what would stop the rest of realms from ending your rule and quite possibly destroying you? What is to stop Odin himself from slaying you? Where were the truths hiding in your fantasies?"

"And where are the truths within yours?"He spits back before the world fades away.

I sit up in the medical ward.

"Hey, hey! Calm down, you're safe! You're okay."

"Get away from me!" I yell, pushing people away. I stand up and stumble towards the wall. I smack into it with full force and slide down to the floor, the cold tiles pressing against me. I pull myself up and lean against the wall- "What's going on?"

"You passed out after an accident in the lab."

"What accident?"

"We're not quite sure, but you started hemorrhaging."

I can feel their lies falter, but quickly regain their confidence, "Okay."

They hand me a set of folded clothes, "Director Fury needs to see you on the bridge as soon as possible."

I nod and they leave the room, I strip away my stale and torn clothes and quickly pull on the set of clothes I was handed. A pair of simple black pants; probably standard issue, a plain black shirt, and a hoodie from my room.

I head out to the bridge, a group of people surround the table at the back of it.

"Well, if he could do that, he could achieve heavy ion fusion at any reactor on the planet."

"Finally, someone who speaks English."

"Is that what just happened?" Steve asks, turning in his chair.

"I would suppose." I say.

Tony Stark shakes Bruce's hand, "It's good to meet you, Dr. Banner. Your work on anti-electron collisions is unparalleled. And I'm a huge fan of the way you lose control and turn into an enormous green rage monster."

Banner instantly looks down, somewhat embarrassed, "Thanks."

Fury walks in, "Dr. Banner is only here to track the cube. I was hoping you might join him and our friend, Ivanna."

Tony looks at me, "Oh, yeah, short-stop. Fell from the sky about a year ago."

Another set of blue eyes falls on me, "Ivanna?"

My Father sits in the chair opposite of Steve, watching me with care. His eyes well with tears, as if he was surprised to see me.

"Father." I say with confusion.

He stands up with disbelief and wraps me in a hug, tears running down his face. He just holds me there, awkwardly.

"Glad to see you too." I say, pulling back slightly.

He doesn't budge, "I thought you were dead."

I look to others awkwardly, "No, I'm okay, I assure you."

"You fell and we lost sight of you. Heimdall, couldn't see you. We couldn't send anyone to search for you."

"And just how did you get here?" I ask, pushing off.

"Odin sent me."

"Why now? Why not before? Why didn't you search for me after I fell?" I ask, "I don't understand."

"There was no clear way to get back to Asgard if I had found you."

"And what makes things any different now?"

"The Tesseract."

I shake my head as anger starts to flow through me, "So you wouldn't have come back for me at all if it weren't for Loki trying to take it."

"No, Ivanna, I would have come sooner-"

"We found that damned cube 6 months ago! And only now are you coming to retrieve it?"

He hesitates but I cut him off before he starts, "You're only here because of Loki. You didn't come to search for me." I shake my head and take another step back, "I should've known better."

"Ivanna-"

I look to Bruce and Tony, "Come on, we have a cube to find." I head up to the lab. A sinister blue glow sits within the corner. I look closely at the weapon. A curved staff with wicked blades on the end, a bright blue stone sitting between them.

"It can't be." I say to myself.

"What can't be? Because whatever you're talking about probably is." Tony says sarcastically from the door.

"This Stone- it- it resembles the same stone that I have."

He looks at me strangely and I summon Delvameg. It flies off the floor and into my hand, "It's an infinity Stone- just like the Tesseract."

"That's the scepter that Loki had with him when we picked him up."

I pick up the scepter, but drop it quickly as it burns my hand.

"What?" He asks.

I look at my palm and the burn quickly fades, "Something is wrong with this stone."

"Because rocks have feelings and emotions."

"This isn't a time to be joke around, Mr. Stark." I scold while removing my Infinity Stone from Delvameg.

I feel the edges of the stone, and for once- the edge feels jagged- broken even. I gasp.

"What is it?"

"The Stone has been broken..."

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So yeah, Avengers Age of Ultron happened- and kinda messed up this entire time line- to me anyway- so I'm just going to go with it and see what I can do. I'm pretty excited because I get to work with different elements.
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(And sorry there isn't going to be an update soon, I like to be about five chapters ahead. So- maybe around Thursday I'll have chapter 9 up. Thanks for the love!)