How dare she? Darcy Lewis fumed, stomping down the pavement of their one-horse-town in Albuquerque. That Jane Foster! She thinks she owns me, bossing me around. Telling me off like she's my mother! How. Dare. She! The breeze was cooling in the twilight and Darcy looked towards the one bar in the town. To be honest, she really didn't feel like getting stupid-ass drunk tonight. So she kept walking, her anger fuelling her out of town towards the country that was about three quarters of a mile out of town. She climbed the nearest hill and looked up to the skies.

What she would give to be able to see them. To fly amongst the stars. Here, with the sounds of trees rustling she could feel her anger seeming away out of her. Here she was calm. Still, she thought, who did Jane Think she was? Yet now a voice reasoned with her she's only looking out for you, it was only a small row over who would cook diner. It was your turn. Shut up, Darcy thought. I'm still mad.

"For someone so young, you're awfully angry." Hang on, she thought, my mind doesn't normally sound like that. She opened her eyes. They grew wide as saucers.

There, stood before her on the hill was a man. Tall and built like a weightlifter. Nerves twisted in her stomach.

He's going to kill me, she thought, he'll rape me and kill me.

"I have a taser!" she waned shakily. Pushing herself into a sitting position. He began to chuckle in a low, deep rumble.

"Not necessary, young one" he held up his palms. Now that she looked from his blue eyes, and her brain began to think rationally, she noticed he was clad, head to foot in leather and metal armour.

"Who are you?" her eyes narrowed "what do you want?" Even when she stood, he towered over her.

"My name is Bragi" his voice became smooth and quiet, like he was trying not to scare her "I have come with an offer my angry child" well he wont get away will calling me angry too many times more she thought.

"Okay Bragi. What the hell is happening?" Her hand wound around the taser in her pocket.

"I come from a land far away" oh great he's a fairytale loving head case then "your anger gets the better of you child, you need to learn to control it"

"Who do you think you are? You don't know me!" fury rose again in her veins. Perhaps he had a point.

"I am a god! Who are you?" he suddenly bellowed, his voice echoing through the night.

Darcy was silent. Looking at him, she almost believed the idiocy leaving his mouth.

"Yeeeeaaaaaah, right. Well, I better go, nice meeting you Bragi" she moved to walk away but found she couldn't move from the spot "what the? What is this? Let me go you freak!" she fought to free herself of her invisible bindings.

"Listen to my offer, and you shall be free" his voice was calm again "you are fortunate child, many would never get this offer extended to them, we have watched you since before you were even born Darcy Lewis-"

"How do you know my-?"

He cut across her as if she never spoke "Since before you were born. You are special, we know not why but your name is in the stars Darcy. You must come now with me, to Asgard, I do not write the rules, this is your coarse." he finished in a whisper. Suddenly she was free to move her limbs.

She punched him in the chest. "Why do I have to come with you, huh?" she began to protest

"I come on orders from Odin, the Allfather. I do not make this rules child, but your fate leads you to the realm eternal, come" Darcy didn't know what was happening, was she dreaming? Hallucinating? What the hell was Asgard?

"I wont come with you, unless you explain" his eyes flickered downwards and she knew he knew more than he was saying. "So speak buster."

He exhaled "I didn't want to do this my child, but the truth is simple. Your fate lands you in Asgard. If I fail to take you, in a week you alongside your friends will die in an awful accident. If you come, you and all you hold dear will be spared." Darcy's head span.

"Die? What? But I'm only 23, I can't die, Jane, Eric, they can't die!" She began to ramble "there's no other way?" she pleaded, he shook his head sadly.

"I apologise. This is the only way." Well that's that. I stormed out for a walk and will never be able to apologise to Jane, or say goodbye to Eric.

"But everyone will think I've been killed, or kidnapped!" she cried.

"No Darcy" he whispered in a voice that carried on the wind "when you leave this world, it will be as if you never existed. There will be no pain for your loved ones" his eyes were sad "I truly am sorry, but we must leave now." Darcy felt tears slip down her cheeks.

"Let's go." she whispered sadly.

He took her in his arms, and Darcy Lewis fell asleep. When she awoke, it was to a different world.