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Valkyrie: The End
~Previously~
"All right. There you go. Whole box of pictures from the past forty years." Eira dropped the box in the middle of the living room. "Taken by Ryu."
Natasha picked a photo up from the box. "Yeah, that's from Ryu, all right. It's you. And you look so happy and carefree. What happened?"
Eira sighed, crossing her arms and sitting down on the sofa nearby. "There's a lot that happened."
~Presently in the past~
"Has anybody seen Erika Snow?"
Howard was watching someone outside the tower in the courtyard. "Yeah, Peggy. She's outside. Dancing in the rain."
Peggy stared out the window at the blonde, who was clearly enjoying herself in the moisture outside. Ryu was with her, standing in the doorway with an umbrella. He looked like a five year old with brown hair and hazel eyes. "Well, at least she's having fun. Someone go get her for another Hydra mission."
~*~*~*~
December 17, 1991
Eira stared at Peggy and Edwin. "What?" she asked. A look of utter confusion was l
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Valkyrie: Lazy Day
~Previously~

Eira put a finger on his lips, effectively stopping him from talking for the moment. "Yes. Why do you think I would have been there seventy years ago?"
"Seventy years ago?" Steve was confused. He thought that she had just been a hallucination as the cold claimed his consciousness after he went into the ice.
Now Eira was finding a way to explain. "We shouldn't talk about it here. Ears everywhere." She gestured to the other patrons, who were giving them curious and gossip-greedy gazes.

~Present~
Eira was digging out the laziest thing she's ever made for breakfast: cold cereal. Although the A/C had gone out in the middle of the night, she hadn't had the motivation to even bother to fix it. Sure, she had the know-how and time to do it.
She was just being a lazy Asgardian.
Fixing herself a bowl of cereal, Eira plopped herself down on the couch and pulled up her Netflix on the HUD. "House or Criminal Minds ..." She picked a random one and settled herself in for a long, h
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Valkyrie: Day Off
~Previously~
She crossed her arms, making herself comfortable on the sofa. Although, it wasn't too easy with Steve on her right and the chair arm digging into her left side. "Okay, that's it. I'm pulling up a floor!" She slid onto the floor, a cushion appearing where she landed.
"And why couldn't you do that earlier?" James asked as Sam accidentally elbowed him again.
"Because the thought didn't cross my mind until now." Eira hid a yawn behind her hand. "Ugh ... I think I'll need tomorrow off. And the whole day in my room. Without a disruption unless it's extremely important." She stood up. "Well, I'm going to bed. Good night."

~Present~
The next morning, as Steve was getting breakfast prepared, he looked out at the dawn. What he saw made him almost drop the pot of coffee. Instead of a normal dawn sunrise, the sky was split in two. The left showed the colors of the new day, but the right still showed the night sky.
He alerted the Avengers about the issue, and they all seemed con
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Valkyrie: Home
~Previously~

"Shigurd. I ask you to rule Niflhiem now. After all, there's no way I could possibly bring Nidhogg back after what happened. Death doesn't change a personality or belief, contrary to popular belief. Besides, I'm going to have to report to Odin about this, and it'd be best if I knew who was going to reign so I can tell him and ... I'm rambling." Eira turned around. "Well, I'm returning to Asgard like this for the first time in eight hundred years. If anyone wants to follow me, go ahead. If not, the Valkyrie at Valhalla will be more than willing to send you back."

~Present~
"Allfather."
Eira entered the Great Hall, where Odin was sitting on the throne. "I've come to report some news regarding Niflhiem."
Odin nodded, giving her permission to continue.
After she gave her report, Eira waited for her father's reply.
"Eira. I'm afraid that you've been allowed to act with too much freedom since you ran away." Odin stood up from his throne. "As punishment for meddling in o
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Valkyrie: How to Fight a Dragon
~Previously~
She yelped as Nidhogg finally threw her off. His green eyes, once hazel, stared at her in a blind rage. His maw opened, grabbing her by the arm. His teeth punctured her arm as he threw her up in the air. The next thing Eira knew, she was staring into the open mouth of a dragon, ready to eat her.
"Eira!"
"Mother!"
And everything went black.

~Present~
Steve watched in horror as the blonde Asgardian arced through the air in some horrifying maneuver. The dragon that she had been fighting threw her up in the air, then swallowed her in one gulp. If Steve had to guess how long this dragon was, it was at least ten feet stall standing, about thirty in length. Its head was the size of a sedan, its eyes the size of serving platters. "Eira!" he cried
"Mother!" A deeper voice called beside him. A young man with auburn hair and hazel eyes stood beside him. Those eyes were full of horror, probably mimicking his own.
Something clicked in the Super Soldier's mind as he looked at the
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Valkyrie: Ryu-napped
~Previously~
Examining the penetration of the sharp object, Eira sighed. "I'd say you've still got a couple days, Ryu. Go take a chill pill and stop scratching. It only makes the itching worse." At Ryu's groan of a reply, she huffed. "I don't like to hear that tone of voice from you, young man. No dinner for the next week."
"Rrrrgh?! Raaawrgh!" Ryu collapsed to the ground in defeat.
"I don't care how good my cooking is. You shouldn't have been such an immature dragon." Eira turned to the Avengers. "Sorry he put you to this. He's about to shed his skin for the first time, and it's a big thing for young dragons such as that one. Not to mention he's never had any patience whatsoever."
~Present~
"The first time a dragon sheds their skin, they mature from whatever stage of growth they're in to an adult. Honestly, I didn't think it'd happen for another few decades or so ..." Eira sighed.
"And how does this affect us?" Wanda asked.
Eira sighed. "Nidhogg. Parent dragons always look afte
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Valkyrie: Attack on Dragon
~Previously~
"Well, sweetheart, it's nice to meet you. I'm Howard Stark." The man got up from his seat and walked toward Eira with an extended hand.
Eira took it with a firm shake. "It's nice to meet you, too. Tell me, are there any positions available for me? I'd be more than happy to join ... if you don't mind me bringing along my adopted son."
"How early can you start?"
~Present~
By the time she finished her story, A few people were either nodding off or all-out asleep.
Tony's snoring was almost as loud as thunder. Steve was nodding off, and Clint looked like he was about to follow Tony. However, Vision and Wanda were on the edge of their seats, Natasha looked bored, and the others had varying degrees of understanding and boredom. Thor was sitting on a chair now, leaning forward. However, Ryu was curled up next to Eira, his head on her lap. There was a wet spot on her pants where he had drooled in his sleep. A quick glance at the clock showed it was well into th
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Valkyrie: A Backstory
~Previously~
Noticing the others' discomfort, Eira sighed with a slight nod. "It would probably be a good idea to start. I do owe everyone a long overdue explanation, after all. My history, allies, and enemies across the universe ..."
She sighed with a shake of her head. Do I have to do this? But it would be rude if I didn't. They deserve to know what else is out there ... Fine. Just in case they come across one of the many beings out there that has the potential to destroy them. Once her three second internal debate was over, she began.
"I was born in Asgard about 1100 years ago."
~Eira's Backstory~
A little girl that looked no more than four years old was running through the halls of the Asgardian Palace. A flustered looking handmaiden was chasing after the blonde girl, carrying a couple scrolls and a book. "Wait! Princess Eira!" she called.
The blonde girl stopped and stuck her tongue out at the handmaiden. "I don't wanna study! I wanna go and p
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Valkyrie: Nothing Much to Say
~Previously~
Thor's eyes widened, then narrowed. "Remove your helmet, Hrist. Now!" he demanded.
The Valkyrie sighed, removing the piece of armor shielding her face from view. Golden hair fell to her shoulder blades, and vibrant green eyes met Thor's blue ones.
Thor froze in shock, and Ryu looked behind him when he heard movement. The Avengers were coming out of the building one by one, probably wondering who this woman was.
"Sister?" Thor asked in bewilderment.
~Present~
Erika sighed, nodding as she dropped the helmet. It vanished before it touched the ground. "It's been a while, Thor."
Thor embraced her in a crushing hug. "I had thought you had perished long ago!" He cried.
Erika seemed to stiffen at the hug, but didn't reply. She wanted little more than to get out of there right then and there. After a minute of the hug, she cleared her throat. "Would you please release me?" she asked. When her request didn't have any effect, she whistled.
The heavy footst
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Valkyrie: The Secret of Erika Snow
~Previously~
Turning her attention back to the steel door in front of her, Erika tapped it a couple of times. "Okay, so it's not too thick. Which means it should come down with enough force.
She kicked it down resulting in a clanging noise that made the unconscious guards stir.
"Mama!" Ryu cried.
Erika felt something sharp against her neck, before a roar filled her ears. She fell to the ground, unable to process what had just happened. Shock ... I'm going ... into shock ...
~Presently~
A shockwave sent the quinjet shaking.
"What was that?" Tony asked.
Vision stood up suddenly. "That was a massive amount of energy being released. Something went wrong."
Steve grabbed his shield. "Avengers, Assemble!" He ran out of the quinjet, following Erika's path into the forest.
The rest of the team followed the Captain.
It wasn't too hard to guess which way Erika went. She left a trail of people behind.
However, as they turned the last corner, some guy in a white lab
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Valkyrie: Rescue
~Previously~

Tony mock gasped in horror. "What? Cancel all plans you have tonight. Shawarma on me!" He left the cafeteria, beaming like an idiot.
Erika and Natasha shared a look.
"Do I have to?" Erika sighed.
"Just humor him for now." Natasha's face mirrored Erika's look of disgust.

~Present~
Sure enough, Tony took the Avengers (and Erika with Ryu) out to Shawarma that night.
Which brings us to the scene now.
Erika was holding up Ryu by his neck, pure fury in her eyes.
"Where. Is. My. Son?!"
~*~ Twenty minutes ago ~*~
"Mama, I gotta go to the bathroom!" Ryu whispered to Erika.
Erika nodded with a sigh. "Excuse us for a few minutes." She walked with Ryu to the restrooms in the back of the restaurant. She came back a few minutes later with Ryu. "So, what important discussion did I miss?"
Steve looked apalled at Clint. "The fact that Barton doesn't pay taxes."
Erika just raised a skeptic eyebrow. "Really? He managed to convince you that he doesn't pay taxes." She snickered
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Valkyrie: The Child
~Previously~
"The recent events in Sokovia have made the government wary of all of us. The majority of those idiots on top believe that we're a danger to the world." Erika ran a hand through her blonde hair. "But there are more dangerous beings out there that wouldn't hesitate to attack. I'm sure you remember Loki's army. I'm talking about creatures that would make the Chituari seem like nothing. Hel, Hulk would seem like a child throwing a tantrum compared to what's out there. There are creatures even Thor avoids fighting because of how strong they are."
Vision looked thoughtful as he starting putting the puzzle together. "You're an Asgardian."

~Present~
The room was silent. Erika didn't seem surprised at the revelation. "Really? Next you're going to tell me I'm in danger because of what I am!" She scoffed, shaking her head. "Yes, I'm an Asgardian. No, I don't care that you know. So anyway, back to the topic at hand-"
"Wait. If you're an Asgardian, what did you do when Loki wa
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Valkyrie: Erika Snow
~Previously~
The sound of shattering glass and someone shouting in a foreign language made him throw caution in the wind and run to the source.
Standing in the room with the mirror wall was the blonde woman from his dream. The same woman Vision had pulled the file on.
Erika Snow.
~Present~
Black heels were sitting by the door, as was a black jacket and guns. She must have just come from a mission of some sort. There was sand scattered across the floor, probably thrown by the last blow from this woman. A broken mirror added glass to a large puddle of sand, still spilling out of the abused bag.
However, the barefooted woman didn't seem to care about stepping on shards as she picked the bag up by the chain. She didn't seem too concerned with the damage she had just done, nor did she look frustrated.
She wasn't angry either. Not that Steve could tell. She was probably just working out some problems she had.
The bag was now back on the hook. Sand was rushing back i
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Valkyrie: The Beginning
"It's been a while since I last saw Snow ..."
Natasha had come to this horrible realization during breakfast one day.
Clint just grimaced while the others looked utterly confused.
"Have you looked outside recently? There's snow falling as we speak." Vision stated this as if he knew what she was talking about.
"No. Snow. As in SHIELD Snow. You know, Fury's left hand woman?" Clint clarified, or attempted to.
That was met with more confusion. "Don't you mean Hill?" Steve asked.
Natasha shook her head. "No. Assistant Director Erika Snow, the head of ... well, everything, really. She's practically a level ten, although she claimed to be a nine last I knew." She shrugged. "Bet she's off the radar because SHIELD fell."
"How about you give us the history on this 'Erika Snow'?" James asked. "Her file?"
Clint almost smiled. Almost. "Well, you'd have to ask Fury for the details, but all Nat and I know is that she's supposedly the best of the best. Worked alongside Peggy Carter, joined SHIELD in t
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LokixDeaf!Warrior!Reader
Our story begins before Odin had announced Thor as his successor. Before Thor was banished to Midgard; before the coronation ceremony.
The eldest prince always had his friends, Lady Sif and the Warriors Three, around him. However, the younger prince noticed his elder brother laughing and enjoying the company. He talked it over with Frigga, and she relayed his request to Odin.
Odin was not pleased with Loki's request, as the younger prince had never been one for battle like the elder prince. But the Allfather granted his request.
This is where your story beings.
~*~ Your POV ~*~
You really disliked the idea of being Loki's personal escort everywhere he went.
The Library. The halls of the Palace. Loki's room.
You stood silently, watching the surroundings for any sign of attack.
He noticed you watching him a few times, but he never said anything. Not that you would listen, anyway.
Not like you cared. Your duty was to the realm and its safety. You were to obey orders without question.
Ever
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BrucexShapeshifting!Reader
"Would you care to explain what that (favourite animal) is doing in the lab?"
Tony was standing outside the lab, pointing at you through the windows.
Bruce gave Tony a curious look. "That animal, as you just called her, is my new lab partner. She doesn't constantly try to make me angry."
You slowly shifted back into your preferred human form. "Yup!" Your lips popped on the 'p'. "And technically, I was his experiment until you so rudely interrupted." You gave the billionaire a glare. "And you're not even laying a finger on me. If you do, I will personally shift into a dragon and eat you."
"I'd give you heartburn." Tony countered.
"That's outweighed by the source of iron you'd be." You stuck out your tongue like a little kid. "So, what's next on the list of things you want me to try?" You peered over Bruce's shoulder at the list he had made. Your favourite animal had been crossed off the list, and the next one just so happened to be-
"No. Nuh-uh. I am not doing that!" You backed away.
Br
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What was this episode? Avengers x reader chatroom
(y/n) has logged on
(y/n): who the…. Who would dare! Let Stark in my phone?!
Clint: I would dare
Nat: you trying to set your death bed?
Tony: no, we actually have free passes
Clint: we found what you really write (y/n)
Nat: so? Everyone knows she writes Stucky fanfiction
Steve: Stucky what?
Tony: basically (y/n) thinks you and Bucky would make a good couple
Bucky: hah I’m sorry what.
(y/n): I was going through my files today and I was going to delete them!
Bucky: yeah, sure
Tony: what to know what else we found??
Pietro: now this I’m curios about
(Y/n): Don’t you fricking dare stark.
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Bucky: I’m sorry, what!?
Pietro: so, you like me now?
(y/n): They were requested by my fricking watchers you dumb
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(Y/n): GET OUT OF MY STORY HUB, NOW!!
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In the Dark (Loki X Reader)
You walked into the kitchen at Stark Tower. It was the middle of the night and you were certain that everyone else was asleep. Even Tony seemed to have fallen asleep.
You walked over to the fridge and pulled out a bottle if water.
Instead of sleeping you'd been curled up under your duvet watching The Lord of the Rings and you'd slightly lost track of time. Still it was quite nice to be the only one awake. It was tranquil.
After getting your drink you started heading back to your room however you got interrupted by Jarvis,
"Miss (L/n)?" He said, "the prisoner is attempting to get out of his bonds, shall I alert the others?"
"No hang on," you replied. You flicked your wrist and suddenly it was engulfed in flames. Holding your hand out in front of you, you quickly ran off to where the prisoner was being held.
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Hey, it's me again.

I just wanted to let you all know that I'm still alive and active, and that I'm still writing things. Well, one thing, actually.

I know you're going to make fun of me, and I understand that, but it's just an idea that I got from one of my dreams really early this year.

I'm writing a Twilight fanfiction.

Yes, Twilight. Sparkly vampires and main characters with no personality.

Go ahead. Laugh. Stare at your screen in disbelief. Go on about how I shouldn't stoop so low and write this story. I'll read everything.

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Are you done? Okay, good. Because I want to explain what I'm doing.

I've been working on this in Google Docs, and I'm seriously unsure if anyone would even want to read it here.

The basic summary of what I have so far: Karina Henderson didn't know what a happy life was even all about. From her murderous father, to her adoptive parents, to her boyfriend, Jason Briggs, she had never known what anyone would want with her. Until Jason abused her and she wound up in the hospital. That's when she met him.
A Hunter of the Night from the legends her adoptive father used to tell her. This Night Hunter treats her and offers to take her into his family, on one condition: She has to keep their secret from the human world.
Now living with the Cullens, she begins to learn what a family really is like. But one visit to her father is going to change everything. Will Karina stay in the supernatural world for the one she loves, or will she return to the world she grew up in?

Yeah, it sounds really bad. But that's the basic gist of it.

There are a lot of differences in Karina's story than Twilight: It's set in a couple years ago (2014). Esme didn't try to commit suicide because her husband never came back from the war, so she never had a child with him. Nessie is trained as a nurse. Jake annoys Karina more than anyone else. Carlisle takes on a college classroom as a professor. Edward and Bella ... I'm still trying to get them to have personalities. Alice is a bit more bubbly and 'I'm-going-to-tell-you-future-stuff-that-happens-soon-now'. Jasper's a bit more prominent than the other books. Emmett's a goofball (what's new?), and Karina and Rose enjoy their shared hobby: cars.

I don't want to go into major detail (I'm still wary someone's going to steal my ideas, but that's the issue with internet, anyway.), but that's what's different ...

Hey, will you please let me know if you're still interested in reading it, despite it being a Twilight fanfiction?

~MLA
  • Listening to: Laptop
  • Reading: Fanfiction
  • Watching: Hotel Hell
  • Playing: Pokemon X
  • Eating: Starving!
  • Drinking: Cranberry Sprite mixed with Arizona Mango Drink
~Previously~

"All right. There you go. Whole box of pictures from the past forty years." Eira dropped the box in the middle of the living room. "Taken by Ryu."

Natasha picked a photo up from the box. "Yeah, that's from Ryu, all right. It's you. And you look so happy and carefree. What happened?"

Eira sighed, crossing her arms and sitting down on the sofa nearby. "There's a lot that happened."

~Presently in the past~

"Has anybody seen Erika Snow?"

Howard was watching someone outside the tower in the courtyard. "Yeah, Peggy. She's outside. Dancing in the rain."

Peggy stared out the window at the blonde, who was clearly enjoying herself in the moisture outside. Ryu was with her, standing in the doorway with an umbrella. He looked like a five year old with brown hair and hazel eyes. "Well, at least she's having fun. Someone go get her for another Hydra mission."

~*~*~*~

December 17, 1991

Eira stared at Peggy and Edwin. "What?" she asked. A look of utter confusion was locked on her face. "That's not possible. He shouldn't have ... I would have ..." She sat back down in her chair, still in shock.

"Yes. He was killed in a car crash." Edwin nodded, confirming her worst fears. "An ambulance was dispatched, but they got there too late. He was killed on impact."

"No." Eira whispered. "I should have been there. This wouldn't have happened if he just let me help him!" Her hands clenched into fists and she punched a hole in the computer monitor she was working with. She froze like that for a few seconds before she pulled her fist out. Half of her forearm and hand were covered with angry red scratches, but she still looked upset.

"Uh ... we'll just leave you alone for now." Edwin escorted Peggy away.

Eira sat there for a few minutes, processing what she just learned. Howard and Maria had just died in a car 'accident'. But something told her that it was no accident. "I need answers. Pierce, I'm taking the rest of the week off as bereavement!"

However, she was stopped by the Alpha level S.H.I.E.L.D. agent. "I'm afraid I can't allow you to do that. We've already lost half our staff for Howard Stark's funeral. We need one of our best agents to remain on duty-"

"Then put me on call. I'll come if you need me." Eira tried to get Pierce to see reason with her request.

"Just keep your phone handy, Snow." Pierce grudingly accepted her request. "And make sure you work hard when you come back!"

"Got it, slave driver!" Eira grabbed her bag and went to the lower floors of the building to pick up her son. She poked her head into the room Ryu was 'helping' some of the scientists there with their latest weapons. "Ryu, we're leaving." She waited for her son to finish what he was doing before she continued toward the parking garage.

On her way to her apartment, thoughts about the sudden death of her friend and comrade wouldn't leave her alone. At least it wasn't a long drive (only a few miles) to her apartment, but she nearly ran her Pontiac Grand Prix into two cars, one parked to her right.

"Mama? What are you going to do?" Ryu asked. She had told him that Howard Stark had died earlier today, and that she was upset over it. "Are you going to bring him back?"

Eira shook her head. "No. I'm going to talk to him, see what information I can get from him about his death. I don't really think that was any 'accident'." Her green eyes were firm with resolve.

~*~ Present ~*~

Eira looked ... ashamed at her confession. "After that day, I refused to let anyone get so close to me like they were." She shook her head slowly, as if in disbelief. "And then I break my promise to myself and get all warm and fuzzy with all of you. I must be a glutton for hurt and emotional distress." She looked disgusted with herself. "I need a few hours." She got up abruptly and left the Avengers staring after her in their living room.

Once in the safety of her room, Eira sat against the door, her knees pulled to her chest. "I knew that this would happen. They'd see that I'm actually nothing more than a pathetic woman behind the brave Valkyrie they know." She mumbled into her knees, closing her eyes as her emotions took hold of her.

Maybe it would be better if I left here, after all ... Eira sighed and leaned her head back against the door with a sigh.

~*~*~*~

The next morning, Eira groaned, sitting up in bed. She blinked a few times, trying to register what had happened the last night. All she remembered was the pain of her existence and then ... nothing. She stood up and went to the bathroom, noticing that she was in Steve's room. She must have fallen asleep in his room or something. She had done that once ... last week, in fact. She had been so sleep deprived that she went to the right instead of the left to her room.

Huh, that's odd. I don't recall being this tall. Eira splashed some water on her face, feeling something different on her face than she remembered. She looked in the mirror and froze.

Steve was staring right back at her.

"Oh, for the love of Valhalla." Steve whispered, shaking his head in shock. "There's no way this could have happened, right?"

Eira needed answers. Now. She left Steve's room and went into her own, nearly breaking the door with the force she used to open it. Jeez, how does Steve control his muscles? Maybe I shouldn't hold back on him after all ... Eira walked right to her bed, clearing her thoat. "Steve. I need to talk to you."

However, the soldier in her body didn't move. He just kept sleeping.

Glancing at the clock she had in her room, Eira smirked. And alarm in three, two, one ...

As if on cue, her phone started to play its usual morning alarm. The drum startled Steve so bad, he sat up looking around the room wild-eyed. Seeing her own green eyes settling on her, Eira crossed her arms. "Well, Good morning, soldier. You have a nice night?"

If watching your own body move without you telling it to was hard, wait until you know there's someone else in it, controlling your movements.

"Wait, Steve? Why's my voice so much higher?" Steve looked down at himself, eyes widening. "And what happened?!"

Eira sighed, putting her hands on her hips. "It appears our souls swapped last night. Do I know how? Sadly, no. But I've got a theory."

"What do you think we should do? I can't go out like this!" Steve protested, trying to cover his chest with his arms. "I had no idea you had it so hard! Are you always this self-conscious?!

Eira rolled her eyes. "Really? Not really. That's all in your head. I don't think we should let the others know yet. If they found out, there's no way to know if Hydra will find out what happened and attack." Her eyebrows scrunched in thought. "But there's the risk that they'd figure it out. And yes, I don't trust everyone. I still have my fair amount of secrets."

Steve stood up, looking at Eira. "Well, how do you change your clothes in the morning?" he asked.

Eira sighed. "I suppose magic's out of the question. Unfortunately, all of my usual outfits are transported to my wardrobe in Valhalla when I'm not wearing them. That's where they go, anyway. However, I do have some outfits in the closet. I'll go pick one out for you."

After changing, the couple went toward the kitchen and pretended that they knew what they were doing. After a minute of trying to get around, Eira sighed. "Cold cereal sound good? This obviously isn't working."

Steve reached for the milk in the fridge, but Eira stopped him. "Go for the almond milk. Unless you want to have a swollen throat for two hours." She scoffed. "And don't come complaining to me when that happens."

Steve looked as pale as the dairy product. "And you don't breathe for two hours? Shouldn't you be dead after three?" He took the offered carton of the almond milk.

"You'll be able to breathe, don't worry. It's just uncomfortable." Eira shrugged nonchalantly. "On the bright side, that can be avoided if you use that instead."

"You should get that checked out."

"Yeah, but I won't. I'm not planning on drinking milk anytime soon." Eira thought longingly of the gallon of ice cream in the freezer. "Would you consider ice cream a breakfast food?"

Steve looked at her, freezing in his position of replacing the cap on the carton. "How did you know I was thinking that same thing?"

~*~*~*~

When Vision came down, he took one look at the two bickering over what they should do. Steve wanted to watch Netflix, while Eira insisted they do a little more research about Wakanda. "I thought something had changed last night between you two."

Steve shot a scowl at Vision while Eira sighed, burying her face in her hands. "Of course something happened. I can't control the Stone when I get emotional. I'm working on a solution." Steve returned his attention to Eira's laptop sitting in his lap.

At this time, Wanda came down. "Hello. Vat is happening today?"

"Steve and Eira have switched personalities." Vision stated this as if it were obvious. "Or minds. Souls, perhaps?"

"It's souls! And I'm working on it, dammit!" Steve snapped. "I should have this sorted out by noon, and then I'll be out of here for good! It's obvious I'm no help around here, and you clearly don't need my help!" 

Eira's attention snapped to Steve. "What? Of course we need your help!" she protested.

Steve glared at her. "Do you really think you need people seeking power bursting through the building for Vision and me?! You saw what Nidhogg did! There's no point in risking everyone's safety for my own selfish desires! Sometimes the right thing to do is the worst thing do to, Steve! You'd better learn to forget really soon, or else you're going to end up getting burned really badly!" By now, Steve was standing in front of Eira, bending over her so they were almost touching. Baby blue eyes stared into green ones for a second, before Steve recoiled, stumbling back.

"And there we go. Problem solved. Don't go killing yourselves to find me, or I'll bring you back and kill you in the most intimate, painful way you can even imagine." Eira stood up and vanished into thin air.
Valkyrie: The End
And this is where her story in Fire Emblem starts! I'll eventually finish it and post it, probably after I re-do her story here. She's way too soft than I had originally planned ...

Marvel owns everything but Eira and Ryu.
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~Previously~

Eira put a finger on his lips, effectively stopping him from talking for the moment. "Yes. Why do you think I would have been there seventy years ago?"

"Seventy years ago?" Steve was confused. He thought that she had just been a hallucination as the cold claimed his consciousness after he went into the ice.

Now Eira was finding a way to explain. "We shouldn't talk about it here. Ears everywhere." She gestured to the other patrons, who were giving them curious and gossip-greedy gazes.


~Present~

Eira was digging out the laziest thing she's ever made for breakfast: cold cereal. Although the A/C had gone out in the middle of the night, she hadn't had the motivation to even bother to fix it. Sure, she had the know-how and time to do it.

She was just being a lazy Asgardian.

Fixing herself a bowl of cereal, Eira plopped herself down on the couch and pulled up her Netflix on the HUD. "House or Criminal Minds ..." She picked a random one and settled herself in for a long, hot morning.

About the time the show's theme music started to play, someone came down to join her. "You want to go out for a run with us?" Sam asked.

Eira, who had finished her second bowl by this time, shrugged. "Do you really want to get your asses whooped by a woman?" she asked, not taking her eyes off the screen. Once the show resumed, she sighed and turned the HUD off. "Fine. But I'll only jog this morning. I'm feeling particularly lazy today ..." She yawned to emphasize her point.

"Really?" James asked. "What's your ambitious side look like?"

Steve, who's seen that side of her, blanched. "Like a mother dragon fighting off snakes."

"Huh. I was going to say like a really pissed off cat with intention to kill to remain safe." Eira shrugged, setting her bowl in the sink. "I'll met you guys outside. How many laps around the facility?"

The answered varied. Sam said three, James said four, and Steve said ten.

"All right. See you out there." Eira retreated to her room.

~*~*~*~

"I don't see how you could even run that fast!" Sam huffed. "I know you're Asgardian and all, but still-!"

Eira shrugged off the pack she had come out and ran with. She opened it and offered the Avenger a bottle of water. "Centuries of practice. Valkyrie go through a routine every morning, by the way. I just haven't done it for a few years now." Eira offered another to James. "Hey, Steve! How many more?!" She chuckled to herself as the soldier ran past them for the fifth time.

"One more!" Steve didn't look back at the three.

"All right. I guess I should go inside and, oh, I don't know, maybe fix the A/C that broke in the middle of the night?" Eira sat down on the grass, complete contrast to what she just said. "Or I could stay here and enjoy the sun, the heat, and debate to fix the air or not."

"The A/C broke?" Sam asked.

"Yup. Probably a blown motor again. Although it's always the one that stops working, out of the whole facility. I'll see if I can fix that." Eira watched Steve come up to them, panting. "Water?"

He took the offered bottle. "Thanks," he huffed.

"So, how many laps you run?" Sam asked Eira.

"About eight or nine. I lost count." Eira laughed, despite the fact that she merely jogged the amount that Steve did. "Besides, I needed the stretch. Well, that A/C unit won't fix itself." She stood up and walked away, toward the facility.

Turns out her hunch was right. It was yet another motor that had died. Holding the technology in her hands, Eira stared at the hole it came from. "So, what's causing you to short out like this? Bad wire? Faulty engineering? Stark's hidden collection of suit parts?" Setting the ruined part aside, she stared at the machine, as if it were going to come to life and tell her the issue.

"All right. Destiny, would you be kind enough to run diagnostics on the issue?" Eira pulled her phone out, taking pictures of the machine and parts.

It wasn't too long before she received a text. "There's a blue wire that's been severed, causing the motor to short circuit."

"And this is why I programmed such a brilliant AI." Eira looked up into the hole, seeing the wire, hidden among a cluster of multi-hued coated wire. "And why I didn't see it in the first place. All right, rerout power to another unit until I have the wire repaired."

Another hour and a half later, and a trip to the shop, Eira installed the rebuilt motor. A quick aura scan told her that the Avengers were now in the basement, rummaging through old archived files.

As Eira descended the stairs to tell them the good news, she heard Sam's voice.

"Woah! Look at this one!"

"Dude, lemme see that!" Clint demanded. "Hey, this is the first time S.H.I.E.L.D. took a picture of all the agents on active duty! I think it started in ... the 70's? See? There's Ryu. So that must be Peggy, and there's Howard Stark ... along with some other agents."

Eira could now see the item in question. It was like Clint said. "Well, I can clarify easily for you. From left to right in that picture, you have Howard Stark, Peggy Carter, Alexander Pierce, Erika Snow, Ryu Snow, Derek Perry, and Edwin Jarvis. On the bottom row, there's Nick Fury, some of his friends from the CIA, and Arnim Zola."

"Then what'd you do to your hair?" Natasha asked. "It's bright red!"

Eira chuckled seeing the obnoxious color of her hair. "Oh, yeah. Stark thought that it'd be a great idea for me to go undercover a week before. And asked me to dye my hair to a dark mahogany color. Or was it burgandy? Well, either way, it didn't turn out right and Pierce had to call the undercover mission off." She smiled mischievously. "So, what else did you find rummaging down here?"

"Old blueprints for weapons. The failed algorithms for Project Insight. Zola's research." Natasha gestured to the labeled boxes.

"And a bunch of pictures." Sam held up a few more. "Like a lot more than you can imagine."

Eira snickered at the box. "I thought I ordered Ryu to get rid of those."

"Wait, Ryu took pictures of S.H.I.E.L.D. in the old days?" Clint asked. "Now I gotta see this!"

While Eira leaned over the railing, the few Avengers down there went through the box. It wasn't too eventful, but after a couple minutes, Eira cleared her throat. "Why don't we move this upstairs?" she asked. "The air's been fixed."

"Uh, this box is a bit too heavy for me to lift. You mind doing it?" Sam asked.

Eira scowled at the thought. "Fine."

Carrying the box up the stairs, Eira glanced down at one of the photos on top. It was one of her, of course. How Ryu got a picture of her sleeping, she didn't want to know.

"All right. There you go. Whole box of pictures from the past forty years." Eira dropped the box in the middle of the living room. "Taken by Ryu."

Natasha picked a photo up from the box. "Yeah, that's from Ryu, all right. It's you. And you look so happy and carefree. What happened?"

Eira sighed, crossing her arms and sitting down on the sofa nearby. "There's a lot that happened."
Valkyrie: Lazy Day
Man, it started out decently, but I really don't think it's all that great now. Probably going to do a redo of her story, probably without Ryu.

Marvel owns the characters but Eira and Ryu.
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~Previously~

She crossed her arms, making herself comfortable on the sofa. Although, it wasn't too easy with Steve on her right and the chair arm digging into her left side. "Okay, that's it. I'm pulling up a floor!" She slid onto the floor, a cushion appearing where she landed.

"And why couldn't you do that earlier?" James asked as Sam accidentally elbowed him again.

"Because the thought didn't cross my mind until now." Eira hid a yawn behind her hand. "Ugh ... I think I'll need tomorrow off. And the whole day in my room. Without a disruption unless it's extremely important." She stood up. "Well, I'm going to bed. Good night."


~Present~

The next morning, as Steve was getting breakfast prepared, he looked out at the dawn. What he saw made him almost drop the pot of coffee. Instead of a normal dawn sunrise, the sky was split in two. The left showed the colors of the new day, but the right still showed the night sky.

He alerted the Avengers about the issue, and they all seemed concerned. All but one.

Steve stood outside her door, hand raised to knock. Although, he didn't made a sound to wake her up. He opened the door instead, surprised at how dark her room was. "Eira?" he asked. When that failed, he entered the inky room. "Eira? You awake?"

Movement came from inside her room, along with a moan. Steve put a hand on the wall, feeling for the light. When he found it, he dimmed it as much as he could and still see. Eira was curled up on her side, her back facing the door. Or, that's what he thought. It was hard to tell with the black comforter when she was hiding under it. He left her room and returned to the kitchen. "Anyone know how to wake an Asgardian?" he asked.

Natasha looked up. "Eira?" When Steve nodded, she sighed, "I think you should leave her alone. Vision's working it out."

After an hour (and sunrise on the left), breakfast, and dish cleanup, Vision returned. "Well, I don't have a clue what's causing this. There is no phenomenon that I'm aware of that would cause this."

"Then do you have an idea how to wake Eira up?" Steve asked.

"Have you tried to shake her awake? Pulled off the covers? Ice water?" Sam asked.

~*~*~*~

None of the suggestions worked. Eira was still asleep, and Steve couldn't shake off the nagging feeling that whatever was going on with the sky wasn't good. When he left her room again, Ryu was waiting outside. "Let me guess. She's still asleep."

"I don't know what to do." Steve sighed, running a hand through his hair.

Ryu cracked his neck and knuckles. "I've got this. Give me ten minutes." He went into her room, and Steve watched what the dragon did. Eira's son pushed the Asgardian off the bed and shifted into a dragon that barely fit into the room lengthwise. Moving carefully, Ryu laid down on Eira, effectively cutting off her air supply.

Steve didn't want to watch the rest, so he just waited outside the door.

The sound of scales moving a few minutes later urged Steve to look inside again. Eira sat up, gasping for air. "RYU!" she shrieked. A banshee or dragon would lose to that high-pitched noise. "WHAT IN THE NINE REALMS WAS THAT FOR?! And why am I soaking wet?"

"Steve tried to wake you up with ice water." Ryu glanced at the soldier.

Steve tried to defend himself. "I ran out of ideas to wake you up nicely."

Eira sighed, sitting on her bed. "So, what was so damn important to wake me up at this godforsaken time?" She pressed something on her phone, allowing the scene outside into her room. "And it's still night. So you woke up at some early ass time just for what?"

Ryu held up his phone, the time illuminated plainly in white numbers. 1:19 pm. "It's one in the afternoon, mother."

"Huh. That's not right. And you deemed this an emergency? It's nothing to be worried about yet. It's just something that's not allowing the sun's rays to hit the earth like it should. Send Vision to break it apart." Eira grabbed and placed the comforter back on her bed. "And let me sleep."

"We already did. Vision couldn't figure it out." Ryu gave Eira his best pouty face. "Will you do it for us? Please?"

Eira huffed. "I'm going to have to, aren't I? Just so you'll stop pestering me and let me sleep." She stood up and donned her armor. "I'll have this fixed in no time."

~*~*~*~

"So, Eira."

Monday morning had brought the Asgardian back to her usual self, complete with her unwillingness to do much. "What, Romanoff?" she asked.

"What are you going to wear to Stark's Party?" The redhead asked.

"Clothes." Eira took a sip of the liquid in her mug. "Naturally."

"But vat are they going to look like?" Wanda pressed.

"It'll be a dress, unfortunately. I've been working on it for about two hours now." Eira set down her mug, continuing to play on her phone. "So I'd much appreciate it if you'd stop pestering me."

"You do know zat Stark's party is on Vednesday?"

"Of course I do. Why do you think I've been working so hard on this? I've almost got it do- and now I've got somewhere I need to be. See ya." Eira grabbed her keys off the counter, leaving the mug.

"Does anyone know where everyone else is?" Ryu asked. "I can't find any of the guys anywhere."

"They went out to get their suits refitted."

Ryu groaned. "Did Mother leave, too?"

"Vat do you think?"

"No!" Ryu gasped in horror. "I don't want to take ... that car."

"She left you the Impala." Natasha threw him the keys. "And she said no dents, either."

"I'd rather take the Bonneville than the Impala. Last time I took it, I had to fight off some guy stalking me." Ryu dropped the Impala keys on the counter. "Where did she hide the keys this time ..." he asked, looking on the keyring by the fridge. Finding the well-used keys he was looking for, the dragon left for the garage.

"Should we tell him?" Nat asked.

"No. He vill find out soon enough." Wanda had a devious smirk on her face.

Sure enough, Ryu came back, pissed off. "Fine, I'll take the Impala. Bonnie won't start at all ..."

~*~*~*~

"So, how's the whole being an Avenger thing going for you?"

"Oh, it's wonderful." Eira's voice was dripping with sarcasm. "Besides the fact that we have nothing to do, the world's mostly safe from major threats and Stark's killer robots, aliens, or otherwise horrible threats to humanity. You already know that, Steve."

The two were sitting at a corner cafe in a typical 'we-totally-planned-this' setting. Although, there was nothing typical as to what they were talking about.

"Well, is there anything I can do to help?" Steve asked.

"Unless you have a cure for boredom, no." Eira put her fist to her cheek, leaning against the table. "Even with technology this age has to offer, I've run out of things to do. And no, I don't want to read a book. I've already read all the ones even barely worth my time. It's a downside to having six days of not being able to sleep." Now she was picking apart the peach turnover in front of her.

The two sat in silence for a little bit, until the reporters and cameramen (and women), got on Eira's nerves. "Oh for the love of Valhalla, would you please leave us alone?!" She stood up, slamming her hands on the table. At the sight of her temper, a few broke away and left, leaving a dozen or so gossip vampires. "I'm not afraid to go back to prison for second degree murder! I'm more than happy to send you all to Hel!"

The look of pure terror on their faces was more than enough satisfaction for the Asgardian. Steve coughed, getting her attention again.
"I didn't expect that." Steve watched the last one run off into her car.

Eira shrugged, sitting down and assuming her bored position from before. "It's something I've learned to to over the years. Threaten to kill someone, and they run away like their lives depend on it. That's why Fury doesn't take me seriously. Pierce didn't, either."

Steve nodded slowly. "I can understand why. But you really shouldn't do that. People will spread rumors about you and avoid you."

"I don't care." Eira took a sip of her ice water. Even though the two were in the shade of the cafe, it was still pretty hot outside. "It's not as if I have good social skills, anyway. I'm more of a strategist than a silvertongue. Sure, I can fight my way through most of the time, but I hate watching people die." She sighed, nibbling on a piece of the turnover she ordered. "It's not that I can't be a socailite like Stark, I have all the means to be like that. A rich woman with a mansion to throw parties whenever she wanted ... I'm just not that kind of person."

"I see." Steve let the silence fall between them. Eira continued savoring her pastry, although Steve hadn't touched his cherry one. When she was almost finished, he had steeled up his nerve to ask her a question he had in his mind since he first saw her out and about today. "Would you count this as a date?"

Eira dropped the last piece of the flaky food, not noticing it crumble on the napkin. She had straightened up, a look of surprise on her face. "I thought this was a date ...?" she replied hesitantly. "If you don't want to count it as such, I wo-"

"No!" Steve blurted out. He reddened slightly as he continued, quieter, "no, I want to count it as our first date. I ... do you ..." He tried to think of the way he should say it to her.

Eira put a finger on his lips, effectively stopping him from talking for the moment. "Yes. Why do you think I would have been there seventy years ago?"

"Seventy years ago?" Steve was confused. He thought that she had just been a hallucination as the cold claimed his consciousness after he went into the ice.

Now Eira was finding a way to explain. "We shouldn't talk about it here. Ears everywhere." She gestured to the other patrons, who were giving them curious and gossip-greedy gazes.
Valkyrie: Day Off
Another chapter that I don't really care for. But I suppose everyone has off chapters, too.

I own Eira and Ryu.
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~Previously~

"Shigurd. I ask you to rule Niflhiem now. After all, there's no way I could possibly bring Nidhogg back after what happened. Death doesn't change a personality or belief, contrary to popular belief. Besides, I'm going to have to report to Odin about this, and it'd be best if I knew who was going to reign so I can tell him and ... I'm rambling." Eira turned around. "Well, I'm returning to Asgard like this for the first time in eight hundred years. If anyone wants to follow me, go ahead. If not, the Valkyrie at Valhalla will be more than willing to send you back."

~Present~

"Allfather."

Eira entered the Great Hall, where Odin was sitting on the throne. "I've come to report some news regarding Niflhiem."

Odin nodded, giving her permission to continue.

After she gave her report, Eira waited for her father's reply.

"Eira. I'm afraid that you've been allowed to act with too much freedom since you ran away." Odin stood up from his throne. "As punishment for meddling in other realms and ruining their lives, I must order you to remain here on Asgard."

"What?" Vision asked. The Avengers that had followed her (Wanda, Steve, Vision, Clint, and Natasha), looked startled. Even Natasha looked horrified at the order.

"It is for the good of the realms." Odin sat back down. "And that is an order, Eira."

Eira sighed but nodded. "I understand. Is there anything that would possibly lift this punishment of mine?" she asked. However, when her question went unanswered, she huffed and left the hall. Once out of earshot of Odin, she grumbled curses. "Of course he wouldn't. He's too stubborn, after all. What would make him change his mind ...?" She walked through the halls in thought.

"Sister! Is it really you?"

"Hello Thor." Eira didn't bother to stop in her wandering. "I assume my room is where is used to be?"

"Yes, but sis-" Thor was cut off by her glare.

"Please don't call me that. I'm only here until I can figure out a solution to- I got it. Don't disturb me unless it's important." Eira ran off toward her room, leaving her brother to stare after her in confusion and rejection.

~*~*~*~

That night, as the Avengers were preparing to return to Earth and trying to deal with the loss of another member of their team ...

"Thor. Can I talk with you for a minute?" Steve led Thor out to a balcony overlooking the Rainbow Bridge.

Thor leaned against the railing. "What is it, Brother Rogers?" he asked.

"How happy was Eira when she lived here?" Steve asked.

Thor gave Steve a curious look. "What do you mean?" he asked.

Steve sighed. "Did she have any arrangements for suitors? Any relationships? Did she enjoy being in Asgard?"

After a few minutes, Thor replied, "I'm not aware of anyone interested in my sister, Steve. When I saw her in Midgard, I noticed a change in her personality. She's more open to talk to people than eight hundred years ago. What happened to make her change ... I have a feeling it's that dragon she's caring for."

Steve nodded slowly. "Yeah. She's not as grumpy now ..." he trailed off in thought. "Thanks." He left the God of Thunder standing on the balcony. It took him a while and asking someone for directions, but the Super Soldier stood before the doors to the Great Hall. Odin should still be there. A seed of doubt that had been in his mind all day bloomed, and he nearly lost his nerve.

But when he thought of how unhappy Eira would be here, he took a deep breath and pushed the doors open into the hall.

The Allfather watched the Super Soldier as he crossed the lengthy hallway. "What important matter brings you here, Midgardian?"

Steve opened his mouth to reply, but before he could get a word out, someone entered the hall behind him. He turned to watch a beautiful woman who looked similar to Thor and Eira walking towards him. Without a word, she went right past him and stopped next to the Allfather.

The room was dead silent until Odin called for his daughter.

"I'm right here." Eira was leaning in the doorway in her armor. "Can I leave now? You know that there's a lot of danger here with three Infinity Stones in one place, and your army has seen better days. I doubt you could withstand an attack for long." She examined the hilt of one of her knives.

"Go. Unless it's a major threat, never return to Asgard. And take the Midgardians with you!" Odin watched Eira leave before he turned his attention to Steve. "You were about to say something?"

Steve nodded. "Sir, I would like your permission to court your daughter."

"What she does with her life is no concern of mine anymore. Do what you will." Odin waved a dismissive hand.

The woman that had entered approached Steve. "You'd be a fine suitor for my daughter. She's told me a lot about you, you know." She smiled at him.

"Thank you, Ma'am." Steve nodded respectfully.

"Just call me Frigga."

~*~*~*~

"You never did tell us how you managed to get Odin to be merciful towards your ... adventures." Natasha stated.

The Avengers were, once again, gathered in the living room area. Sofas and chairs were occupied, some near collapsing due to the amount of people squished on one. Of course, there was a good reason. Nobody wanted to be by Ryu as he was sleeping. The one night he spent in Asgard, he turned into a dragon while he was asleep.

Eira shrugged. "Being an Infinity Stone has its benefits. I can bring back anybody from the dead if I wanted to. Like Sigrun, or Hrist, or Pietro, or Mother ... just to name a few."

"Vatever." Pietro shifted closer to Wanda, though.

Wanda looked thoughtful. "Did I ever say thanks?"

Ryu rolled over onto the floor with a groan that sounded a lot like a 'no'. Eira chuckled at the sight. "I guess he sleeptalks now, too. And I'm pretty sure you did." She crossed her arms, making herself comfortable on the sofa. Although, it wasn't too easy with Steve on her right and the chair arm digging into her left side. "Okay, that's it. I'm pulling up a floor!" She slid onto the floor, a cushion appearing where she landed.

"And why couldn't you do that earlier?" James asked as Sam accidentally elbowed him again.

"Because the thought didn't cross my mind until now." Eira hid a yawn behind her hand. "Ugh ... I think I'll need tomorrow off. And the whole day in my room. Without a disruption unless it's extremely important." She stood up. "Well, I'm going to bed. Good night."
Valkyrie: Home
Yeah, I'm pretty sure that this has got to be the worst chapter of my story. Everyone's probably very Ooc, and to be honest, I'm not really motivated to try to fix it.

I don't want to say it, but I merely own Eira and Ryu.
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Hey, it's me again.

I just wanted to let you all know that I'm still alive and active, and that I'm still writing things. Well, one thing, actually.

I know you're going to make fun of me, and I understand that, but it's just an idea that I got from one of my dreams really early this year.

I'm writing a Twilight fanfiction.

Yes, Twilight. Sparkly vampires and main characters with no personality.

Go ahead. Laugh. Stare at your screen in disbelief. Go on about how I shouldn't stoop so low and write this story. I'll read everything.

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Are you done? Okay, good. Because I want to explain what I'm doing.

I've been working on this in Google Docs, and I'm seriously unsure if anyone would even want to read it here.

The basic summary of what I have so far: Karina Henderson didn't know what a happy life was even all about. From her murderous father, to her adoptive parents, to her boyfriend, Jason Briggs, she had never known what anyone would want with her. Until Jason abused her and she wound up in the hospital. That's when she met him.
A Hunter of the Night from the legends her adoptive father used to tell her. This Night Hunter treats her and offers to take her into his family, on one condition: She has to keep their secret from the human world.
Now living with the Cullens, she begins to learn what a family really is like. But one visit to her father is going to change everything. Will Karina stay in the supernatural world for the one she loves, or will she return to the world she grew up in?

Yeah, it sounds really bad. But that's the basic gist of it.

There are a lot of differences in Karina's story than Twilight: It's set in a couple years ago (2014). Esme didn't try to commit suicide because her husband never came back from the war, so she never had a child with him. Nessie is trained as a nurse. Jake annoys Karina more than anyone else. Carlisle takes on a college classroom as a professor. Edward and Bella ... I'm still trying to get them to have personalities. Alice is a bit more bubbly and 'I'm-going-to-tell-you-future-stuff-that-happens-soon-now'. Jasper's a bit more prominent than the other books. Emmett's a goofball (what's new?), and Karina and Rose enjoy their shared hobby: cars.

I don't want to go into major detail (I'm still wary someone's going to steal my ideas, but that's the issue with internet, anyway.), but that's what's different ...

Hey, will you please let me know if you're still interested in reading it, despite it being a Twilight fanfiction?

~MLA
  • Listening to: Laptop
  • Reading: Fanfiction
  • Watching: Hotel Hell
  • Playing: Pokemon X
  • Eating: Starving!
  • Drinking: Cranberry Sprite mixed with Arizona Mango Drink

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iStealYourPocky Featured By Owner Apr 19, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
Happy {early} birthday sweetpea!! <3 I've seriously missed you! I haven't been online for such a long time and I've missed seeing you in my feed. I hope you have a wonderful day Hug EXO : ChenKai Hug 
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MsLightningAlchemist Featured By Owner Apr 20, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
Thanks! I've been a bit busy with my own things and don't get me started on the mess at work! ;)

~MLA
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MistyRain2068734 Featured By Owner Jan 5, 2017  Hobbyist General Artist
I love you art!It looks amazing.:D
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MsLightningAlchemist Featured By Owner Jan 6, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
Thanks!

~MLA
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MistyRain2068734 Featured By Owner Jan 6, 2017  Hobbyist General Artist
lag for dat one lol np
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CloudyLightning Featured By Owner Jan 26, 2016  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Ahaha, thank you for accepting my request for allowing your work to be shown in my group!! ^^
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MsLightningAlchemist Featured By Owner Jan 26, 2016  Hobbyist Writer
Uh ... You're welcome? It just said that the group wanted to add it, so I figured 'Eh, why not?' Not like something bad was going to happen if I did, right ...?

Ha, just kidding! You're more than welcome! n.n

~MLA
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iStealYourPocky Featured By Owner Nov 8, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
Thank You so much for the watch! I am really happy you enjoy my content so much you would watch me! Feel free to leave some feedback if possible! I hope you have a wonderful day!
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MsLightningAlchemist Featured By Owner Nov 8, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
I will leave feedback almost always! Whether it's just pointing a couple mistakes or positive encouragement!

~MLA
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Kansas-spy Featured By Owner Aug 27, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
thank you so much!  I'm glad you got a laugh!
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