It's strange, being back with the avengers. There's some new people, and they don't seem to know about me. Not fully, at least. One of them, Wanda, called me a flame witch.
"I can help you practice focusing your power, if you want." She says as I light a few candles.
"That is fine. Thank you, though."
A voice booms from another room.
"Fenna! Front room!" Fury shouts, and I snuff the candles.
After a brief run through of all the new happenings, Fury tries to give me a mission. Training, really.
"Go light all the candles in the building. Then come bac-"
"They are all lit. I do not need any training, Fury. I know the extent of my powers."
"That's impossible, Fenna. There are-"
"250 candles, yes, I know. 237 if mine are not included."
Thor walks in, without knocking, of course. "All of the candles just li- oh, Fenna! Hello, I had not been informed of your return. How-"
"I am fine. Thank you." I pause. "Your arm is injured, you fought the hulk." I get up and place my hands on his bicep.
"Yes, how did you-"
"Everyone has a small amount of fire in them. I can tell by how they burn what condition the body is in. Your arm is healed now." I turn and look at Fury. "I can sense your unease. It is typical for humans to be wary of the supernatural, even when it is expected. I am of no threat to you, since you are all my allies. My presence should only be concerning to those who wish to do harm, such as Loki. Where is my half-brother? I would like to rid ourselves of his looming residence in our lives.
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Loki's sister
FanfictionAfter the alien attack on New York, Fenna is left orphaned. Soon she finds out more about her ancestry then she was ever meant to. With her world turned upside down, will she stay the same, or will she follow in her fathers footsteps?
