The Experimental Avenger

Chapter Nine

Chapter Nine- Stark Tower

Was I a monster? I had thought that yesterday when I had shot that man, but now I looked the part as well. I didn't know how to describe what I was feeling. It was fear, guilt, shame, and self-hatred all mixed together.

Have you ever watched a movie for the first time, and when someone unexpectedly appears you jump a bit in your seat? I had that when I finally saw my reflection.

I had my blond hair back, and while I wasn't any bigger, I was the same green shade as the hulk in New York. My eyes seemed even brighter than Loki's with their neon green color. Their hue made them look like cat eyes staring back at me. I actually felt a slight pain in my mouth and opened it to reveal long, sharp, fang-like teeth. I'd had braces in the last year, so my teeth were perfectly straight, but my canines had gotten longer somehow. When I bit down they pierced my lips and a few drips of blood escaped the small puncture wounds.

When the anger I had felt just moments before was replaced by a rush fear and confusion I watched the transformation in the mirror in front of me. My eyes faded back to their usual misty grey, along with my skin back to its natural color. The color all faded at once, it wasn't like my Jotun form that started to fade in one place and then eventually melted away.

"What just happened? Am I seeing things? I shouldn't have had that drink." Skye held her head between her palms and leaned on the door frame while she stared and an unknown point in front of her.

"I don't know." That was all I could say. It was the truth too. So much had just happened and I had been given so much information that I really didn't have the slightest idea of what to think about any of it.

"Let's go see AC, maybe he has some answers." She didn't reach out to me or even look at me. She really did think I was a monster.

"Who's AC?" I wanted to know about who we were meeting next. I had to make some sort of first impression and I wanted this one to be positive.

"Agent Coulson. I think you call him Phil." So that's who that was. I stayed silent as she led me towards a part of the plane that I was unfamiliar with.

We eventually came to a wooden door and Skye knocked before entering. When we walked in I was greeted by 'Agent Coulson' sitting behind a fancy desk on a computer. He looked up and smiled at us.

"Well, I see you finally woke up. I'm sorry about all of this. It wasn't really planned." He spoke to me as if I was still his niece, as if I was still a human.

"I've actually been up for a while. That's why we're here." Skye walked over and sat in one of the leather chairs that rested before Phil's desk. I followed suit.

"Do you have a fridge in here? Or anything cold?" I asked. I wanted to see if I could switch forms without Loki's help. Agent Coulson handed me a glass of ice water that had been on his desk on one of those cheesy coasters that I had given him with a picture of me as a little kid on it. Looking at the coaster made me sad, so I just held the cold glass between both of my hands and thought about cool weather and ice.

I was rewarded with blue and black pigment overtaking my hands and then the rest of me.

"Why am I able to do this? Was what Loki said true?" When I said that name Phil stiffened and looked away from me and down at his hands that laid on the surface of his glass desk top.

"I don't know why you can change into that, but I do know about Loki. The scar I have on my chest is because of him." I had thought that Loki seemed violent, but I never guessed that he was that violent. That scar looked so painful...

"This is a long story. Skye, you can be dismissed." Agent Coulson turned toward Skye and tilted his head toward the door.

"No! I mean, no. She can stay. She deserves to learn some answers about me too." After all that had happened to me, I wanted to have someone else who had been there and could understand. I just hoped that I could fix the damage I had done to my relationship with Skye, even if it hadn't been more than three hours.