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[Xura]

Hey! I need to vent! I'm feeling all smitten and stuff.
... Where did we leave off? Oh yeah. I picked an outfit and met Jake at the door.

Jake: I thought I was dating a spy, not a model.
Me: What are you implying? That models are prettier than spies? I think anyone who walks away from an explosion is more good looking than someone walking down a catwalk.
Jake: You killed that pick up line, you know.
Me: Jake, I'm just teasing you. Come on, let's get out of here.
He smiled and opened the door for me. I slipped on my coat.
Me: So where are we going?
Jake: It's a surprise.
Me: A surprise that won't be split between you, me, and another person, right?
Jake: I promise it's just you and me tonight.
Me: Alright.
I followed him outside and locked my hand in his as we walked.
Jake: So...
Me: so...
Jake: I haven't seen you that much around the house. You mentioned a job before...
Me: Oh yeah. I did, didn't I? Well, believe it or not, I work for Tony Stark. I haven't really started yet since I've been, you know, jumping out of windows and such.
Jake: Wow. That's big, when did that happen?
Me: After I got stuck in a video game for a few days with him.
Jake: Wait, what? A video game?
Me: yeah. He needed someone with excellent gaming skill and mission experience to help him out, Someone had hacked the entire building, and the only way to fix it was to beat his video game.
We crossed the street and took a left at Tuber Lane.
Jake: Oh... But you were stuck in it?
Me: Not at first, it was when some psycho dude locked us in, and tried to take over the city. He didn't go through with it.
Jake: Well that's normal.
Me: For me it is.
Jake: So where are you now with this spy stuff?
I looked at him exhaustedly.
Me: ... Do we have to talk about this?
Jake: Well, I guess not. I just don't know who you are anymore.
That comment hurt, but I just pushed a strand of my hair behind my ear in an attempt to hide the discomfort.
Me: Oh... Maybe we could talk about it later then.
We stopped at an empty skating rink.
Jake: Here we are!
Me: Ice skating?
He nodded.
Me: ... But we don't have any skates.
Jake: Who says we need those?
Me: The people who don't want to land on their faces...
Jake: I'm just kidding.
He smiled as he pulled out two pairs of skates from under a bench and handed a pair to me. We put them on and I held his hand as we casually skated across the ice. I leaned on his warm shoulder, his hands were nervous and sweaty, like this was the first time we had talked. His facial expression was calm, and he smiled just a bit... Like goldfish (the snack that smiles back!)... Sorry, I'm a little hungry...
Jake: ... So, where did you learn to skate?
I smiled and slid a little closer to him.
Me: When I was ten years old, Heather and I used to sneak out in the middle of the night and go to the public ice rink at the park. She was learning to figure skate at the time, so she taught me how to basic skate.
Jake: Your parents didn't teach you?
Me: No. I was more like a chore, not like a kid.
Jake: Oh...
His fingers traced my knuckles. I looked up at him as we touched shoulder to shoulder.
Me: Where did you learn how to skate?
Jake: My mother used to take me out skating when I was seven. I was pretty bad at it, so later on, my father hired me a private tutor.
Me: Wow. Did you like skating? Have any special moves for me?
Jake: Yeah, I enjoy it.
He back-skated in front of me.
Jake: And... Hold my hands so I can show you.
I smiled and took hold of his hands. He started to spin us around, but I tripped and pulled us both down onto the ice.
Me: Agh!
Jake caught me before my face could touch the ground and coddled me into his arms. We laughed and sat on the ice, looking up at whatever stars were in the polluted skyline.
Me: Nice moves.
He smiled.
Creepy guy sitting on the bench: Heh, heh, yeah.
Us: O.o
Me: *whispers* want to go somewhere else?
Jake: Yeahhh... I think we're done here. Let's move to round two of date night.
Me: Round two? You made plans? ... I have to say I'm impressed.
Jake: Don't be! I've been planning this night for a month.
Me: Alright. Where's our next stop?
He grabbed my hand and helped me up.
Jake: Food of course!
With a grin, he led me toward the exit. After we changed out of our skates, I followed him down Lassitar street, and into a Fancy looking restaurant. I noticed a fortune cookie logo on the window.
Me: Chinese food?
Jake: The best in the city.
Me: Alright.
He led me in and we sat at a candlelit table for two.
Me: This place is awesome! How did you decide on it?
Jake: Oh, I just googled the best Chinese food in town. 10 options came up, but this was the only one that had eggrolls.
Me: Oh, I see.
I picked up the menu and looked through it. A waitress came by, I placed my order and Jake did too.
Jake: So...
Me: So...
This got awkward fast.
Jake: Do you come here often?
Me: I've never been here in my life.
Jake: ...
Me: ...
The waitress came and set our drinks on the table.
Me: ...
Jake: ...
Me: Alright! I can't take this anymore. We are going to talk about something... Frogs!
Jake: Frogs?
Me: That's right, we're going to talk about something involving frogs.
Jake: Why frogs? Why not toads?
Me: What's the difference?
Jake: I don't know.... Toads have warts I guess.
Me: But they're slimy-er
Jake: How would you know?
Me: Have you ever held a toad?
Jake: Nope.
Me: Me either.
... There was a pause and we broke into a small laughter.
Jake: Alright.
The waitress came and set our steaming food in front of us. I nodded in thanks as she walked away.
Jake: So, How's life?
Me: ... It's okay. I mean, jumping from building to building is pretty exciting and terrifying but everything is normal.
Jake: Wait, so your jumping off of buildings now too?
Me: Uh....
Jake: I'm just kidding, I know you meant that in a more psychological sense. Like the buildings represents your life's obstacles.
Me: I did? I mean, yeah, yeah, that's exactly what I meant! Gee Jake, you took the words right out of my mouth!
Jake: See, we were made for each other. After all we finish each other's-
Me: Sandwiches!
Jake: That's what I was going to say.
Okay, frozen references stop here. Lol. I think that was my favorite song in the whole movie, between Anna and Hans. Why did he have to backstab her? I actually liked Hans. Oh well. I'm getting off topic...
Me: So, how's Morgan been?
Morgan is Jake's new friend, he's been hanging out with him a lot lately.
Jake: He's good, last time he was over we had a Star Wars marathon.
Me: you had a Star Wars marathon And I wasn't invited?!
I playfully gasped and put my hand on my chest. He laughed.
Jake: It's nothing personal.
He took a bite of his rice and smiled.
Jake: ... And I didn't take you for a Star Wars fan
My jaw dropped.
Me: What? You can't be serious.
He did a cute half-shoulder shrug and bent a little to pick up a peice of Orange chicken.
Me: I am a super fan! I know tons about Star Wars!
I picked up my chop sticks and fiddled around trying to use them.
Jake: in that case, I'll make sure to invite you to the next StarWars marathon... Having trouble?
He expertly picked a peice of chicken of his plate using his chop sticks.
Me: A little.
I frowned, and finally, I stabbed the chopstick into the Orange chicken.
Jake: Well, I guess that's one way to do it.
He stood up and came by me. He put his arms on mine and breathed softly against my ear.
Jake: Here, let me help.
I loosened my grip and let his hands guide mine. He curled his fingers around my hand and positioned the sticks with his other hand. He moved the stick back and forth between my fingers and helped me pick up a peice of my food.
Jake: See? Just like that.
He brushed a lock of my hair back behind my ear and laid a gentle kiss on my forehead. I could feel the blood rushing into my face and I felt like my heart would leap out of my chest. He returned to his seat, and I fingered my way into his hand. He clasped it and smiled. I looked beside him and noticed that we hadn't touched the fortune cookies. I motioned to them.
Me: Wanna see what's in them?
He paused and smiled almost apologetically.
Me: What?
Jake: Well, let's just say I've had my fair share of fortune cookies in the past.
Me: What do you mean?
Jake: Just some odd ones.
Me: Jake. You know they aren't real, right? No one can predict anything.
Jake: Yeah I know, and that's not it.. I've just gotten bad ones.
Me: Like what?
Jake: Well, the last one I had said "empty your pockets, this is a robbery", and I was robbed.
Me: that stinks but-
Jake: The one before that said "we're breaking up", and my girlfriend before you broke up with me.
Me: Well I get where your coming from but-
Jake: and the one before that told me that I needed to get new shoes.
Me: New shoes?
Jake: Yup. New shoes.
Me: Well, if your not going to open yours, I guess I'll open it for you.
Jake: No you don't have do that.
He picked his up and started opening it.
Jake: I just have a feeling...
He opened it and half hid it from me.
Me: Well? What does it say?
He heasitated.
Jake: I'll tell you later, when we're done eating.
Me: Is it okay? It's not telling you that you need new shoes again, right?
I smiled.
Jake: No, no, nothing as serious as that.
He grinned.
Jake: It's just a... Surprise.
Me: I don't know how I feel about surprises... Especially from fortune cookies...
I took a bite of rice and gave him a playfully suspicious glare.
Jake: Want to take a walk after this?
Me: Sure.
I pushed away my empty plate. He paid for the meal and we walked out into the crisp winter air. He clenched my hand tightly and we evenly strolled along the sidewalk. I leaned on his shoulder.
Jake: I'm more stuffed than a teddy bear.
Me: Me too. How about next time we go Italian?
Jake: I don't even want to think about food. I think I just ate a meal built for four people.
Me: I enjoyed tonight... It was nice to get away with you.
He nodded.
Jake: But... You do know that the night isn't over, right?
I looked at him a little surprised.
Me: you just took me ice skating and out to eat... There's more?
He nodded as we turned the corner. A small group of musicians started to play a classically romantic melody in the park across the street. I smiled as we went off course and toward the center of the park.
Me: You really did blow me away tonight..
Jake: Good, that was the plan.
He flashed a smile that made me feel... Safe, comforted. We slowed to a stop when we reached the center of the park, and sat on a bench.
Us: Can I say something?
I laughed.
Me: I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-
Jake: No, no, go ahead
Me: I couldn't possibly I mean you were going to say something and I-
Jake: No, it's okay.
Me: Well.. How about we just say it at the same time?
Jake: Okay. On three.. One.. Two..
Us: I Love you!
There was a silence. I moved over closer to him. He held my hand tightly, then grabbed me and kissed me. He parted and pushed back a curl of my hair. I heasitated.
Jake: What is it?
Me: Nothing.
I feel like I'm lying to Jake... Not telling him anything.. I can't sit here and pretend that I'm completely okay. Meeting my grandpa today was an emotional train wreck and I'm dying to tell someone but I can't- No one can know I work for Shield. I could die.
Me: Jake, I- I-
Jake: What is it?
I should do it, I can do this!
Me: ...I've had to go to the bathroom this entire time!
Jake: Are you kidding?
Okay... Maybe not today
Me: Nope. I've been holding it in this whole time. I probably ruined the magical experience of this date.
He laughed.
Jake: Why didn't you just say so?
Me: I don't know... I guess I just didn't want to ruin your experience with me just randomly taking a bathroom break.
Jake: Your adorable.
I playfully hit him.
Me: Hey! Stop that. *smiles*
He looked at the time on his iPhone.
Jake: Well, we should probably go home now. We're only Three blocks away.. Think you can make it?
Me: Yeah, I think I'll survive.
We stood up and started the journey home.
Me: You know, we can get there faster if we travel by building.
Jake: Again with the buildings and the windows?
Our laughter echoed through the empty city streets.
Me: Just an idea.
I sighed and looked up. I knew Jake couldn't see it, but I saw the Helicarrier sitting in front of the moon, camouflaged and only recognizable if you tried to find it. I glanced at Jake. His red hair brushed against mine, making me sneeze.
Jake: are you getting a cold?
Me: No I'm ok
He took off his coat and put it around me.
Me: Thanks
I leaned on his shoulder as we walked the rest of the way home. I'm in my room now, setting my alarm for training in the morning. I'm totally exhausted and after reading this again, I don't think Jake told me what was on the fortune cookie. I guess I'll ask him tomorrow. Goodnight diary!

[Xura]

Happy strange diary anniversary!!!!
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Today is dedicated to all my readers. This story has officially been going on a full year and I'm proud to say that my fans are what inspired me to keep going. I hope you all continue to read on! :)

[KatLove]

Happy strange diary anniversary!!!!
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Today is dedicated to all my readers. This story has officially been going on a full year and I'm proud to say that my fans are what inspired me to keep going. I hope you all continue to read on!

Yay!!! Happy anniversary!

[Xura]

Hey diary. It's been... A long and intresting day. So I flew to the helicarrier- I think I'm getting better at this whole flying thing, Only crashed 6 or 7 times today. And I was waiting at the top (Nick is normally there to escort me down). I saw a security camera so I started making weird faces at it. What? You would too if you had to wait a whole FIVE MINUTES!!!!!!! It's agony! Suddenly, someone put a bag over my head and wrestled me down.
Me: AGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! *flails*
I went boneless (when you completely fall over on someone and basically go limp). But the guy shot me with a tranquil dart.
Me: So many... Pretty... Colorrssssss.... *gets knocked out*
So I woke up in a Shield conference room, tied down to a chair. There were three people there.

Me: ?.... Uh... Who are you people? More importantly, I'm starving, anyone have a sandwich?
???: Xura. No known last name. *flips through a file* There's nothing on you, tell us, why is that?
Me: ... Who are you people? Like, seriously. And where's Nick?
???: Hm, Nick. She says it so formally. interesting.
???: Xura, we are An organization by the name Cobra.
Me: Cobra? How cliche and overused. Where is Nick, again?
???: I'm Ruby, these are my partners-
Me: Wait. Let me guess, Emerald and Sapphire?
Emerald: Yes, but that's classified information how did you know that?
Me: Lucky guess combined with my powers of perception. I mean come on guys, her name is ruby and your all wearing the color of your gemstone
Everyone: .______.
Sapphire: Who are you Xura? Why are you here, and why are you so important to Nick Fury?
Nick Fury? I thought it was Nick Furry... I guess he must of changed his name to sound cooler. I know I would have if I had that last name.
Me: Uh... I'm here to train... And I didn't know I was important to him at all...
Ruby: Well then, you might be surprised to know that besides agent Coleson, the avengers, and other known superhumans, your on Fury's most important list of people.
Me: Really? That's a shock. Now Uh... Where is Nick?
Emerald glared at me.
Emerald: Nick Fury is dead. So tell us why you're so important or you'll end up just like him.
NICK IS DEAD?! *cries internally* ... Wait a second... Are we talking about the super spy that works for an agency with a huge acronym that I've been forced to memorize? The one that works for SHIELD? The Stratigic Homeland Intervention Enforcement and Logistics Division? Yeah, that's right, I memorized it. That is from memory- not Google. And yeah, no one can just get Nick Fury out of the picture. He's too good for that.
Me: *laughs* He's not dead.
Emerald: Yes, he is. We threw him off the plane, and watched him fall, down through the city and to the pavement
Oh. Maybe he is gone. *cries again*
Me: Okay, then he's dead. Now can I leave?
Escape now, grieve later.
Ruby: Your not going anywhere.
Me: Why? What do you want?
Sapphire: Tell us why your so important to Fury.
Me: Are you going to let me go if I tell you?
I could tell things were going to get serious in a minute. It was a good thing I chose to wear the Nightrunner suit for training today. I pulled a small sharp blade out of a hidden pocket on the outside wrist of my sleeve. I used it to start cutting through the rope that bound me to the chair.
Sapphire: It depends.
Emerald: If you're important, then we'll consider keeping you alive....
Ruby: But if you're not, then you'll be swimming with the fishes.
Me: Alright. ....I'm Nick's personal sandwich maker. I work for Subway, and I was here to do some professional sandwich making, you interested?
Emerald: Your kidding.
Me: Nope. It's the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth.
Sapphire: She's lying. I can see it in her face. Plus that story is completely ridiculous.
Ruby: I don't know... I like sandwiches
Me: Who doesn't?
I smiled, I freed my right hand then I scooted my chair forward so my hands and the arms of chair were hidden. I started on the left.
Emerald: I don't have a lot of patience so your going to tell us the truth.
Ruby: And if you don't, we have the tools to force you.
Me: Well now this is getting fun.
I was close to breaking the rope so I had to stall a little more.
Sapphire: Why are you on Nick Fury's important list?
Me: ... He told me to never tell anyone, I don't think he'll be happy...
Ruby: If we cared about his 'happiness' do you think we'd be here?
Me: I don't know, maybe not.
I broke the rope, now I have to get out of here somehow. They took my weapons and my hand to hand combat is a little shaky. I looked down at my belt. I know a way out but it's completely risky.
Emerald: Tell us, now!
Me: How about I just show you?
I pressed the button on my belt and my telekinesis lifted us into the air. I panicked for a second but then I realized that in this suit, I could actually control myself. So I stepped onto the table and ran threw the door as I flew them across the room and into the wall. I was surprised to find 5 guards who were waiting outside.
Ruby: Don't let her get away!
I pushed them to the sides using the telekinesis and ran down one of the hallways. I could hear guards running after me. As I turned a corner, someone grabbed me and yanked me into a closet. They let go of me and made the international sign for "shhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Me: Nick?! I thought you were gone forever! :D
I gave him a big hug.
Nick: O_o *takes my arms and removes them from the hug* They threw an LMD that looked like me off the plane, it's not a big deal.
Me: Your going to have to tell me someday how you pulled that off.
Nick: Maybe
Me: Who are these guys?
Nick: Some new terrorist association. They're trying to take down shield to get respect, obviously, we won't let that happen.
Me: Hm. How are we going to do that?
Nick: They're holding all the Shield Soliders hostage in one of the rooms, if we can break them out, and raid the armory for weapons we can take back the ship.
Me: Okay, so what's the plan?
Nick: The magnet.
Me: The what?
Nick: The magnet is a sophisticated shield term for- Be the distraction while I go save the hostages.
Me: -_- Do you even know what room the hostages are in?
Nick: ... No...
I looked around at the janitor closet we were in and saw a vent shaft.
Me: I have a better plan

We crawled through the ventilation shafts. This way, we would be able to go over all the rooms and find the one we needed.
Me: So, after this, do I still have to train?
Nick: That's what your thinking about?
Me: Welll, pretty much.
Nick: maybe.
Me: *That's not vague* (sarcasm)
We found the vent entrance and stopped in front of it.
Nick: Two guards on the left and two guards on the right. There's a third in the middle. I can handle the left and the middle, you get the right.
Me: Why do you get the middle? Am I not capable enough for that?
Nick: I don't care. You can have it if you want
Me: Wait, wait. Are you trying to use reverse psychology on me? Dude. I am not okay with that, you get the middle.
Nick: Alright, fine. Let's-
Me: WAIT! I think your using reverse-reverse psychology! Dude. Not cool. SHTAP MESSING WITH MY MIND!
Nick: *facepalm* do whatever you want for the middle, just make sure you get the guards on the right.
Me: Why not the left?
He busted down the vent shaft and jumped out. I followed him, and instantly dropped to the floor as the guards started shooting. I rolled a flash grenade across the floor and covered my eyes with my elbow.
Cobra guy #1: Agh! My eyes!
Cobra guy #2: Shes so amazing and spy-like and totally great at her job!
... Okay. Maybe I made up that last part, but that could totally happen, right?
I stood, kicked the guns out of the guards hands, and tripped them with a sweep to the legs. Then, I forced them to the ground, took out the tranquil darts from my side pocket, and put a dart in each one of their necks. The guy that was in the middle was starting to get his eyesight back so I twisted the gun from his hand and threw it at Nick, who caught it without heasitation. The cobra dude swung a blind punch into my face, and I stumbled backward. Nick came up behind him and knocked him out with the hilt of his gun.
Nick: Good work. Next time though, don't get punched
Me: I am not in control of the universe. It can hit whoever it wants in the face.
He rolled his eyes and began to shoot through the Shield Solider's restraints. I took a knife out of my boot pocket and started cutting the ropes with it. Suddenly, someone burst through the door.

???: Hands in the-!
She looked around.
Nick: Romanoff?
Me: Is that black widow?
Romanoff: *flips hair and dramatically takes off sunglasses* Yeah. It's me. I thought you were dead, Fury.
Nick: You know I can't be taken out that easily.
She half-smiled.
Nick: After all, that's one of the reasons you chose to come here.
I feel like I've walked into one of those corny romantic sitcoms. Except, minus the romance part.
Romanoff: New pet?
She nodded towards me, flashing her poisionous smile.
Me: I am not a pet.
Nick: A new agent in training, she's not bad.
Romanoff: I'll be the judge of that.
While I was caught off guard, she threw me a gun. I had a mid-air struggle, but I caught it. She gave an unimpressed glare with a slight smirk of satisfaction.
Romanoff: Shoot through the ropes!
She shot a hole right through an agents ropes, and they began to free themselves.
I swallowed back my surprise. Show off.
I continued to use the knife to sever the thick, coiled piece of string. No matter how I felt, I had to do it right. After all, I wouldn't want anyone to lose a finger just because I don't have the spy skills of the avenger black widow.
There were about twenty five men in the room, a few were women, I had freed about seven of them.
Nick: Alright, now that we're all together, here's the plan...
After he gave his speech, we all exited in groups of five, heading down seperate corridors. I was the team leader for the 1st group, headed for the armory. My teammates were John, Joey, Marcus, Connor, and April. We would be the strike group.
John: The armory is down the left hall.
Me: Thanks.
I whispered and pressed against the wall, slowly inching toward the edge.
Joey: *slightly shoves teammate #1* kiss-up.
I smiled. Looks like there's some rivalry.
Me: Stay on task, we've got the most important job of all.
Joey: come on, boss. It's just some friendly competition *grins*
I rolled my eyes, and searched for any items in my suit that might help me. Nothing. Cobra had taken all my spare weapons. I only had the few hidden ones, and those were only big enough to hurt flies. Looks like I'm using telekinesis again.
Me: Alright, I'm going to go in first, you all follow ten seconds after
April: But there's like, 7 guards in there. In an armory, where they keep weapons.
I grinned, I was totally about to show off.
Me: I know.
I'd show black widow that I had guts, and what it takes to be a shield agent. I rolled across the floor. The armory windows were above me, I slowly began to crawl towards the door. I pressed the button on my belt for telekinesis. My team was watching and ready to follow. I gave the hand signal for them to go against the wall. They silently rolled across, clearly better trained than I. I braced myself as I ran into the room. Then, something completely unexpected happened. The doors shut behind me, the "guards" were robots that feel apart the second I had entered.
Me: What's going on?!
My men slammed against the door.
John: Hang in there!
Joey: We'll bust this door down if we have to.
Their voices were muffled by the reinforced glass. I saw all of the other teams begin to pour out of their spots, ready for battle, but instead they saw something else- me. Trapped. How stupid had it been to go in there all alone? I walked straight into a trap. Romanoff and Fury were the only ones with guns and they were recapturing the ship. I was all alone.
Then I realized something, I was in an armory! The weapons were there. I ran over to them, only to be disappointed. Props. We had been set up. Cobra was one step ahead of us.
As if on cue, a voice sounded on the speakers within the armory.
Ruby: Xura, welcome to our trap.
Me: Yes, it's just lovely. You even have me an audience.
Ruby: *laughs a little* yes, we actually planned for them to be stuck in there with you. But no matter, you'll still give us what we want.
Me: What do you mean?
Ruby: Must we continue to repeat the question? ... Alright then, Who are you? Why are you important to Fury? And... Lastly, explain that little magic trick you played on us before you so rudely left our meeting.
She was enjoying herself, I was sure of it.
Me: And why would I tell you that? If you hadn't noticed, I'm not exactly in danger.
Ruby: Oh, funny you should mention that. In fact, I think you should begin to feel the affects of Blackruby, my favorite poisionous gas, right about... Now.
I suddenly began to feel very dizzy. The things around me were beginning to become blurry and dark red. I could feel cold sweat running down my neck. My fingers shook, and I fell to the floor.
Ruby: Ah, yes. Now, you tell me what I need to know, and if I think your worth it, I'll tell you where the antidote is.
I gritted my teeth and weakly pushed myself up. I clung to the metallic table in front of me. The pounding of the soliders worried fist's against the glass sounded like shouting coming from miles away.
Me: ...Never...
Ruby: Suit youself then. Nice knowing you.
A wave of pain rushed within me, I screamed in agony.
Me: ...Wait! I'll tell you.
I was blinking away sweat and tears.
Ruby: I'm listening.
Me: My name is Xura Stryker... *coughs* Daughter of Marcus, and Mary Stryker. They're the leaders of the-
Ruby: Blaze organization.. And that would make Angela, mist leader, your sister... And your grandfather would be the leader of Thunder.
My whole body was beginning to shut down, I heard the faint metallic sputter of gunfire.
Ruby: The antidote is in the medical bay, in a bottle that says "C24". We'll be talking again soon, Miss Stryker.
The voice was gone, and I was all alone in my bullet proof prison.
I heard the faint sound of an explosion, the door had been busted open, I hadn't noticed. Everything started to spin and become black. I felt two arms grip me tightly. I reached out to one of the hands and clutched it tightly. I barely made out a word as I escalated into a world of darkness.
To be continued... (DUN DUN DAHHHHHHHHHH)

[CookieCat000]

(I have just been catching up on the posts I haven't read yet)


OH NO, WHAT'S GONNA HAPPEN AHHHHHHH

[Xura]

I woke up with my head pounding. Someone was holding my hand, I looked up to see Joey from my team. John was there next to him. I was a little surprised, most shield agents are pretty cold toward each other.
Me: ... Joey?
I blinked a little as my vision began to clear up.
He nodded slightly and let go of my hand.
Joey: We were worried that you wouldn't make it.
I sat up, feeling a bit hazy.
Me: What happened?
I couldn't remember everything right away. But as I started slip back into consciousness, the memories came with a slight headache.
John: Well, all of the Cobra agents parachuted off before we could reach them. The ones we fought off to get to them were just a private company that offers hired muscle. Everyone was a little disappointed. The second they had left, the armory opened.
John and Joey exchanged glances.
Joey: I was the first to get to you. And before you blacked out, you told me not to let go of you. I've been here all night with John. We honestly thought you were a goner, after all, Blackruby poision is one of the quickest, most effective killer substances in the world. But, in your state, You kept mumbling words like "recording", and "medical bay"...
John: It took me a while but I realized that every audio transmission throughout the helicarrier is recorded. We listened to the audio, and found the antidote.
Joey: Your lucky to be alive Miss Stryker
Just then, Nick Fury walked into the room. He motioned for the men to leave, but I suddenly grabbed Joey's hand. I didn't think much about it, it just happened. He looked at me and I returned the gaze with sincerity.
Me: Thank you.
Joey: For what?
Me: For being here. You didn't even know me.
He smiled, and balanced a toothpick on the edge of his teeth.
Joey: No problem, I'd do it again.
He walked out and I lowered my hand. Nick was giving me the stink eye.
Me: What did I do wrong?
Nick: Did you know that the boss of Thunder was your grandfather?
Me: I just found out my last mission. You know, the one into space?
Nick: and... Were you planning to tell me?
I heasitated.
Nick: So, no. You weren't.
Ugh! Life is so complicated.
Nick: Xura, how can I trust you if you can't tell me the truth?! What are you an agent of, anyway?
Me: Nick, I-
Nick: Do you want to work with Shield, Xura? Would you rather be apart of the witness protection program? Or worse, in an underground bunker for the rest of your life?
Me: Of course I want to work for Shield, Nick! I-
Nick: Act like it then. Why did you want to hide this from me?
Me: ...I-I- I've never had a real family. A grandma or grandpa, an aunt or uncle, and then all of a sudden, this new family drops on my lap and I don't know what to do anymore. I mean... It's not my fault they're evil *sighs* I don't know. I guess I was just feeling a little lonely.
Nick sighed and softened up a little.
Nick: Alright. But if you want to continue to be apart of shield, your going to have to tell me everything you know.
I nodded, and flipped through my diary to when I met my grandpa. I told him why I had needed the blanket, everything about my past, about the gift he had given me, and finally, about the meeting I had with him on Wednesday.
Nick: Geez. You keep everything in that diary.
Me: Yup.
Nick: Alright. Are you wearing any of his gifts right now?
I shook my head.
Nick: Good. We'll have to sweep them for bugs. If we find any, we'll probably have to put them on your LMD.
Me: How does my LMD work anyway?
Nick: Well, we have someone operate it according to your personality in the control room. We know all your friends, and the most we do with your boyfriend is wave.
Me: o.o that's kinda creepy... And I know this sounds weird, but I kinda want to go back to school.
Nick: that's upsetting news since You can't now.
Me: What? Why not?
Nick: Cobra knows who you are. That means they'll know what school you go to, what friends you hang out with, even what jobs you'll have. In fact, I think the only places you can go are here, with thunder, or at your home. And we're lucky they don't know where that is.
Me: ... I can't go anywhere?
Nick: Not until this is all sorted out. In fact, I'm ordering you to stay here for the next few days. Consider it a house arrest.
Me: But-but-
Nick: No but's. Now is there anything else we need to talk about?
I thought about the job Tony offered me. Maybe now I could ask.
Me: Yeah. I want to quit my diner job because Tony Stark offered me a job.
Nick: No.
Me: (╯︵╰,) why not?
Nick: Because I said so.
Me: But-but...This is a job I would take if all this stuff wasn't going on in the background.
Nick: It's not a job you would have if it weren't for the "stuff going on in the background".
Me: Why are you so against this job? I thought Tony Stark was a trusted avenger.
Nick: Trusted? He's a wild card. Impulsive, order-breaking, odacious-!
Me: -It's just a job. I can handle myself, in fact, he even offered me protection. That's something we both agree I could really use right now.
He sighed.
Nick: （┬＿┬）Alright, fine. You can have the job.
YESSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!
Nick: But... I want shield to provide protection around you as well as all the other security measures Tony has to offer.
Me: Alright. As long as they bring food Im fine
He nodded.
Nick: Good. Now-
Me: Hey, one more thing. One of the cobra goons said I was on your list of "most important people". Is that true?
Nick: Of course it is. After all, I'm your security officer.
Me: Security officer?
Nick: It means I'm in charge of teaching you. Which brings me to my next point, we have some training to do, so get up and out of bed.
Me: I almost died and you want me to get out of bed and go train?
Nick: That's exactly why I want you go train.
Me: UGHHHHHH!!!! I hate it when your right.
Nick: Alright, before you go, Agent Coulson has something to show you.
He left the room while Coulson walked in. I removed the covers and stood up. I was in "advanced shield hospital garb" (that's basically a really cute nightgown)
I yawned and stretched.
Me: Alright, what do you want to show me?
Coulson: Follow me.
He led me through a few double doors, and into a laboratory. We stopped in front of a glass case.
Coulson: This is the Nightrunner 2.0 version. Much more advanced than the 1.0 version. This one adapts completely with your invisibility and-
I ran over to the case and pressed the button to open it.
Coulson: Hey- Wait! I wasn't-
I grabbed it excitedly and ran into a closet to change. I stepped out, never looking so good.
Me: Hey Phil, what does this do?
I slid my finger across a small panel on my wrist cuffs, a green laser shot out and sliced through the glass case, all the scientists started screaming and running away.
Me: AGHHHH!!!!!! How do I turn this OFF?!!!!!
Coulson: That is the Relux Laser, special shield edition, it can cut through even the thickest of steel. You turn it off by sliding your finger across the switch backwards.
I turned it off and checked my inside wrist pockets.
Coulson: Those are serrated-edge knives, they can cut through thick rope or wire.
The material was soft so I slid my hand across my right arm, it surprised me to see a hidden panel underneath.
Coulson: That's our new health equipment! It keeps track of your heart rate and pulse... There's also another invisible panel beneath your left wrist, it's what we call a "people radar", it can detect anyone at your level and forewarn you about them.
Me: Cool! So, are all the buttons on my belt the same?
Coulson: Well, actually-
I pressed the green one where my telekinesis usually is, and suddenly two small missiles lifted out of the sides of my wrist.
Me: Phil! Turn it off!
He stood really still with his eyes bulging.
Coulson: Only you can turn it off, it's fingerprint sensitive! It's also attracted to things that move.
There were three green buttons, I pressed the middle one. A female computer voice sounded.
Suit: Target operating system launched.
A holographic targeting system appeared around me.
Me: COULSON!
Coulson: You can still turn it off! Just find the button you pressed before!
I pressed the third green button, and the missiles flew off and after Coulson.
Coulson: AGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! *runs around*
I quickly pressed the first green button, and the missiles exploded in mid-air. Phil stopped to catch his breath.
Me: Sorry, Coulson.
Coulson: -_-;
Me: Sooooo, what does the red button do?
Coulson: No! Don't touch-
I pressed the button and blue lights appeared at the bottoms of my boots. They lifted off and I was flying in the air, crashing into the wall.
Me: PHIL! THIS IS AWESOME!
Coulson: Those are our brand new rocket boots, similar to Iron man. They're extremely difficult to control. Now turn them off!
I smacked into a wall and hit the red button again. After sinking to floor, I walked back over to him.
Coulson: Your pockets are full of brand new, original, shield technology made by some of our best scientists. Now, lift up your boot.
I took my boot off.
Coulson: Close enough. There's a hidden seal that has a dagger in it. Also, there's a top of the line GPS tracking device right in the upper left outside the boot, you can't see that though.
Me: Cool.
Coulson: There's other functions and hidden pockets around the suit that you should be able to discover on your own. Find your way to the STAR. Director fury is training you there.
Me: STAR?
Coulson: Shield Training Advancement Room. I have some files to sort, so good luck.
He walked out. I yawned. I didn't really want to train, but it would be the first time I trained with Nick. And that was sort of exciting I guess. I walked out of the lab and down several shield corridors. Finally I found the room I was looking for. The fun acronym meant nothing, this place was hard core training!
There were target boards uniquely placed in hard-to-reach or difficult to hit places. There were many that moved back and forth, and others that we're just so fast, they would seem impossible to hit.
Nick: Welcome to the Shield Training Advancement Room, otherwise known as STAR. it used to be known as the Sniper training advancement room, but we made a few modifications so that it could be used as target practice for new recruits.
Me: Cool. So what am I hitting the targets with?
There was a basket on a table with two hand guns in it.
Me: Nope. Nurp. Never. I'm out of here.
I turned around.
Nick: You leave this room and you leave Shield.
I turned back toward him.
Me: But- But- Nick, they're guns. I'm NOT okay with using them.
Nick: One day you'll need to know how. I'm not asking you to use them in the field. In fact, I have scientists in the shield laboratory developing you special bullets to only knock a man out. This training is important, and maybe one day you'll thank me.
Me: *mutters* alright, fine. I'll give it a shot.
Nick: Do your jokes ever stop?
Me: No, they come in rounds and continue to reload
Nick: ;-; that one was just sad.
I picked up the gun and looked at it in my hand, for a second I was okay, then suddenly the dream I had before hotly flashed through my mind. Seeing myself with a gun and pulling the trigger was overwhelming. The black foreign peice of metal dropped to the ground in an instant.
Nick: Come on, pick it up, let's start.
I tried to move. Get past it. I couldn't. Im scared, diary. Im not a bad guy, and I don't want to be. The thought of me with a weapon as deadly as this is horrific, and terrifying.
Nick: Xura?
I was sweating, starting to get nacious.
He picked up the gun and placed it into my hand.
I fainted.

I woke up with water being tossed on my head. I shook it off and sat up.
Me: What happened?
Nick was crouched next to me, he helped me up.
Nick: Well, it looks like your fear of guns is more phychological. Anything you want to tell me?
There was a glint in his eye that basically meant "come out with it, or there'll be consequences". He gestured to the chairs at the table. I sat down across from him.
Me: Alright.... You got me. Well, I think my fear of guns actually started a nine and a half months ago. Before I met you or knew much about organizations.
I flipped through my diary.
Me: Matthew, my brother but unknown at the time, had been in some trouble with the Blaze organization. He stole a USB containing top secret vital information, which, before you ask, I haven't been able to fully decode. I was only able to obtain a few scraps of data out of it. I had to pick and choose carefully, I had only three minutes before the information porthole would close again. Matthew was trying to find our aunt, Cinna. She had raised him and then suddenly disappeared. He was wondering where she had gone, and I was determined to help him.
Nick: You wanted to help some random teenager who could potentially be dangerous?
Me: Hey! I trust the author, she knows what she's doing.
He shrugged.
Nick: I can count how many people I trust on my one hand, she's not one of them.
Me: That's sad, and wrong. Don't you know she had to write that?
Nick: We're breaking too much of the fourth wall. Continue your story.
Me: Okay. So, we got some info- to be honest, it was not that much and after hacking shield, I could totally do better-
Nick: So you did hack shield? >_>
Me: (⊙﹏⊙) Whaaaat??? Nooooo... Did I say that?
Nick: I knew it! ... We'll talk about this later, continue.
Me: we found out she was being held a prisoner work camp. We took Jake's private jet there, and ran into a setup. See, we had thought the USB had proper updated information, but what we didn't know was that, in the brief seconds that Matthew had downloaded it in the Apple Store, someone had been trailing matthew and had tampered with the data on the USB.
Sorry I never wrote this down diary, I was so caught up in everything else that after I had figured it out, I forgot.
Me: We, at the time, thought Mist had taken Cinna. But it actually was a complete setup. The mercenary, who had been trailing Matthew and had previously worked with and possibly for thunder, had cleverly drawn Matthew out, and somehow had obtained information that I was with him. The reason they wanted Matthew was because of the USB he stole. It was too dangerous to take from him with a bunch of Blaze associates chasing him, and the reason they wanted me was the same reason Cobra chose to keep me alive, except they wanted to sell me off, I don't know what Cobra wants to do.
Nick: So what, as interesting as this is, does this have to do with your fear of guns?
Me: I'm getting to that. The mercenary had pulled a gun on Matthew. I whacked her in the head with a shovel and wrestled with her. It was a terrible mistake when I realized that I had accidentally set off the gun trigger. She died right there. It haunts me still, I feel responsible for it.
Nick: It was self-defense.
I stood.
Me: Was it?! Or was I so caught up in all my problems that I decided to take it out on her?
Nick: Is this the only thing that has led you to your fear?
Me: .... No.
I sat back down..... Agh! My page is running out! I'll have to write later! Bye diary!

[Xura]

Anyway, back to where we were.
I sat back down.
Me: No. In Egypt, I had a nightmare. But it wasnt exactly your average, "I'm afraid" or "haunting past" nightmare. This... It was too real. It was an empty Hospital, There was a little girl in my dream, I was chasing after her. We had stopped at a dead end. There was another me in the dream. A cold ruthless version of myself, something I never want to see or imagine again. The duplicate shot the girl, and as she went down she kept repeating a phrase over and over again. I didn't understand, it was in another language. Finally, the duplicate turned toward me and pulled the trigger. The dream was much too real and the more I think about it, the more I fear that I might become that ruthless Villian.
Nick: Hm. Describe the girl.
Me: I'd say she looked about eight years old, had brown hair, she was wearing a polka-dot dress at the time, and was wearing a bow.
How did I remember that?
Nick: Describe yourself.
Me: Oh, don't make me.
He narrowed his eye.
Me: Alright. Rainbow hair, as usual. No- wait.. That's not right.
I closed my eyes again and thought hard.
Me: It was dyed, a dark color. I was wearing a dark jacket... And it looked like I wasn't really part of what was going on... It was a version of myself that I could not recongnize. There was a ruthless simplicity in how the whole thing was done. So simply, without question. Absoutlutely nightmare-ish.
Nick: Did you know what the phrase was or meant?
Me: At first I didn't, but I found out it meant "Plan z".
Nick: How'd you figure that out?
Me: That Small team-up with Tony Stark had led me to something... Someone, actually. When I was being imprisoned, a guy named Marcus had been my chauffeur. He bluntly stated what the phrase had meant, but refused to speak anymore about it. I tried to find him after it was all over but he had disappeared. And with that, the dream and all the thoughts and fears I had built around it came true. It meant, it was more than a dream. Whatever "Plan Z" was, I was somehow apart of it, or worse, took part in it.
Nick: Interesting. Xura, give me your diary. Im going to read it, I want to know everything that has happened with you.
Me: Alright, Nick.
I slid the diary across the table.
Me: But if I find any of that information recorded in any document or file in shield, just remember...
I became suddenly very serious, and I made sure that the glare I gave was intense and overpowering.
Me: I've seen every document inside of Shield, I will not only delete everything you wrote about when you read my diary, but I will- without a second thought- tell three organizations who are just itching to hear whatever classified government information they can get get their grubby paws on everything I know.
I could tell that he bit back a sudden astonishment.
Me: And don't question my loyalty. I'd die in a heartbeat for Shield. But that's my only personal treasure, and shield needs to treat it with respect. I'm going to go eat now.
I made an amazing exit but then turned back as I realized I forgot something.
Me: Where's the cafeteria by the way? ._.
Nick: Head straight down, and take a left.
And with that I took my leave.
If I was going to stay here for the next couple of days, shield better have good food. I walked into the cafeteria. Wow! They actually have professional sandwich makers. Subway worked here. I ordered myself a sandwich, a drink, and five cookies. Don't judge me.
I sat at a table and casually unwrapped my sandwich.
Me: This. This is the most beautiful sandwich ever created. The smell is almost as good as the taste.
I lifted it, took a bite, and savored the moment. Without my realization, someone had sat in front of me.
Me: Agh!
It was Coal.. Spelled C-o-l-e here. But I'm still going to spell it the same way I always have.
Coal: Hello, Xura. It's been a while.
Me: It's only been a week, and Not to be rude, but aren't you supposed to be in an underground bunker right now?
Coal: actually, because of the deal you made me, they offered me a job for shield instead. Of course, I'm monitored since I'm brand new and I was just a Villian but I want to do right this time.
Me: Well that's good. I'm glad to hear that your building a new life for yourself.
I took another bite of my sandwich.
Coal: I wanted to say that I forgive you for not being able to keep the deal you made. I should've have understood how hard it must have been ❤︎
Me: Thanks, I really felt bad about that.
Coal: ♡⌄♡ So I heard your staying here for a few days.
Me: Yupppp
I reached for a cookie and slowly nibbled at the edges of it.
Coal: Would you mind catching up a little?
Me: Sure, why not?
He may have been a traitor before but he's a good guy now. Plus, he's always been strangely super nice to me.
I took a sip of my drink. Coke and cookies weren't exactly awesome together.
Coal: ♥︎ So, Xura, whats your favorite color?
Me: Well, I like the color black a lot. kinda ironic because of my hair.
Coal: My favorite color is green.
Me: Yeah, I remember.
Coal: You remembered? *blushes*
Me: Yeah, kinda hard to forget. In fact, your wearing it now.
Coal: <3 Your so observant.
Me: Thanks. *takes another bite of sandwich*
Coal: So do you still write in your diary?
Me: Yup. You do realize it's only been seven days since we've last seen each other, right?
I took a long sip of my drink.
Coal: You've been counting? (⌒▽⌒)
Me: Well, sorta. I log everything in my diary.
Coal: Wow. I am so into you right now.
Me: What was that?
Coal: O_O I said I'm so intrigued right now.
Me: Oh. I could have sworn you said that you were into me. But that would never happen, right?
Coal: HEH HEH HA HEH UH.... No, never... heh, heh, heh...*cough, cough, ahem*
Me: So what exactly do you do here now?
Coal: I'm a computer assistant that works in the main control center of the Helicarrier.
Me: Oh that's cool. So that means your going to be around here for a while. That's awesome.
Coal: Yeah! ❤️ It is!
I took another bite out of my sandwich.
Coal: What kind of sandwich is that?
Me: Turkey, tomato, lettuce, and cheese. It's beautifully decorated in a fresh layer of the world's finest ranch. It's smell captures you in beauty. But even without that, it's features are unlike any other, the shredded lettuce sparkles, the tomatoes drip with delectable and succulent juice, and above all, the cheese and turkey create the most clever mix because though they are both dry- the other spectacular elements I just mentioned gives it a flavor kick.
Coal: You really love sandwiches.
Me: Just this one. A delicacy above all others, Unless we're comparing it to Nutella. Nutella is brilliant. Want a bite? Unless, you know, your a germaphobe or something...
Coal: *mumbles excitedly to himself* OMIGOSH! She's letting me take a bite of her sandwich, I am so in love with her
Me: Uh, sorry, what was that? Your going to have to speak louder. Either that, or I'm going to have to get my hearing checked.
Coal: Oh! Uh... I said Yeah, sure. You made that sandwich sound awesome.
I passed him the sandwich and took out another cookie.
Me: You know I don't share food often. It's kinda weird I'm being so generous today. I mean, I just handed my diary over when Nick asked for it, and now this. Hmph, odd. Maybe your just special or something.
Coal: ❤️❤️❤️
I finished off my cookies and took one last bite of my sandwich before I threw it away. I noticed Coal was still sitting there, kinda drooling and staring off into space. It was a little unattractive.
Me: Earth to Coal? You there? This is Houston, requesting contact.
He snapped back into reality.
Coal: yeah... Uh sorry about that.
Me: Sure. If you don't mind I'm going to go walk around and get into trouble. Maybe train a little, I don't know. See ya around!
I walked out. It was nice seeing him again. I wish Loki was a prisoner here <3 I'd love to go visit him. I turned the corner and bumped into someone. You know, irony is like a timebomb. It just waits for the right moment and then suddenly explodes.

???: Oh, deepest apologies young mid-guardian. It seems that in my haste, we have collided. I am Thor, of Asgard.
Me: *mutters* Hmuamanama... *shakes head, and pinches self* am I dreaming?
Thor, son of Odin and brother to Loki, was standing in front of me! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! *flails* it may not be Loki but this is just as good!
Thor: It appears you are not, this is fully real.
I had to stop myself from fangirling so I cleared my throat.
Me: O_O Uh-Uh-uhm... H-ha-hi, I'm Xura and Uh...
Oh my diaries, he has huge muscles.
Thor: Do not be afraid, Xura agent of shield. I come not with means of harm. In fact, I seek the son of Cole. Dost thou know where I might find him?
It took a second for me to register the question.
Me: Yes! I do know where he is. Uhm... Would you mind following me?
I remember He had to sort through some files after he gave me the upgraded suit, so he was probably in his private quarters.
He nodded. And we walked side by side, I was staring at his muscles. Without warning he let out a hardy laugh.
Thor: you are unlike most of the shield midguardians.
Me: what-
Muscles.
Me: O_O What- uhm.. Uh... do you mean?
Thor: Well, none have admired my biceps in such a way as you, or have such vibrantly colored hair, and they certainly do not gawk in my presence.
I turned my attention away from his brilliant muscles and met his eyes.
Me: Hey! I was not gawking. I've been fangirling.
We took a left down a hallway.
Thor: and what is this "fangirling" as you call it?
Me: ... It more or less could be considered gawking, I suppose. Oh well.
He laughed.
Thor: You are an awfully strange one, and quite young to be here I may add.
Me: Thanks, I get that a lot! Director Fury is training me to be a shield agent. Normally, at this hour, I'd be at school but something came up and I'm kinda a target so I'm forced to stay up here for the next couple of days. So it was pure luck meeting you!
Thor: A target? At your age?
Me: Yeahhh... Let's just say it's complicated.
We stopped in front of Phil's door. I knocked.
Me: Phil? Are you there?!
I knocked again. No response. Thor knocked on the door this time.
Thor: Son of Cole! I request your immediate assistance.
No response.
Me: Maybe he isn't-
Thor took his hammer and slammed down the door.
Me: Okay then.
We walked in. Phil was tied up and knocked out, someone was dragging him through a portal.
Me: Coleson!
Thor: Son of Cole!
I knew we needed to act fast so I did the only thing I could. I grabbed a notepad and a Pen. Whaaat? Nick would be pretty upset if his second in command and favorite teenage spy just disappeared. I wrote him a note:

Dear Nick,
Sorry I couldn't tell you in person but if you got this Thor came. Coleson and I have been pulled into a portal to heaven-knows-where and I didn't want you to freak out.
Your favorite spy ever,
Xura

Luckily, because I've been writing this diary so long, it only took me five seconds to write that. So after I paper-airplaned the note into some shield dude out in the hallway, I leapt onto Colesons leg, while he was being dragged through the portal. Not the most brilliant plan I ever came up with since it just meant I would be going through the portal as well, but Thor grabbed my foot. It caused me to let go of Coleson as he was dragged through. The porthole was beginning to shrink so Thor just let go and we tumbled into another world.
I woke up with Thor lying next to me.
Me: Ugh. Where are we?
Thor: ... We're home.
He carried a confused expression as I looked around. Hmm... Looks like Asgard.... ASGARD! I am in ASGARD!!!!!! AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!
Me: Oh my... Diaries....
Thor: Remain calm, young midguardian. I promise we shall pave forth a safe return to your planet and-
Me: THIS PLACE IS AWESOME!
Thor: O.o well, I have to be honest and say I wasn't expecting that reaction. Young midguardians are much different than their elders.
I looked down. We were in the middle of an awesome rainbow bridge.
Me: This place is super cool, It's too bad we can't stick around and tour the city. We should focus now on finding Coleson, whoever took him couldn't have gotten far.
Thor: No, Xura of Shield. You stay here, it's dangerous for someone like you to run off into--
I ran down the rainbow bridge. If we were going to find Coleson, he had to be somewhere close. Somewhere possibly in the city.
Thor: Xura!
He landed in front of me.
Me: Yes, Thor?
Thor: It's too dangerous for you to be running off in this world foreign to your knowledge.
Me: Nah, I'm okay. And if it's dangerous, I'll have you around.
Thor: *facepalm* No. Xura. You are to stay here while I continue the search for son of Cole, it's not safe around here and you hardly blend in.
Me: I am not five. Even if you left me, I would just end up wandering through the city, and probably be caught by asgardian soldiers.
He sighed and muttered something about midguardians.
Thor: It would still be wise for you to find a disguise. We will have to fly to my room in the kingdom and hope that somehow no one sees us.
Me: Ok. I wonder if the invisibility works with this thing. *looks down at suit*
I twisted a triangular knob that had the letter "I" on it.
Thor: Xura of shield? Where have you gone?
Me: Relax I'm right here *untwists knob*
It had sapped a little of my strength but all in all, I was okay.
Me: Hopefully that should keep us unseen.
Thor: This reminds me of Loki's craft. Is it safe to use?
I nodded.
Me: It's not magic so it shouldn't cause any trouble. Now there's only one problem before we can do anything.
Thor: What's that?
Me: I can't fly.
>_< #thestruggle Well, I'm gonna go figure this out. Bye diary!

[KatLove]

Lol what's up with Coal?!

[Baylin]

Lol what's up with Coal?!

coal has always had a "thing" for Xura.

[Macky]

@Katlove
Lol. I will keep writing this diary as long as humanly possible. Procrastination has just become one of my hobbies X3[/quote]

I'm with you there
#procrastination #mylife