Hello!

So this is my very first story on fanfiction! Exciting, right? Anyway, I would like to preface this story by saying that I tried to follow as closely to the plot and lines of the movies Thor and The Avengers while still incorporating my own characters and plot progression. Hopefully it makes sense. I also am including some Norse Mythology, but I'm far from an expert on it, so I apologize if I get anything wrong.

There also isn't much romance in this story for the beginning chapters as well, because I love writing plot development

Lastly, I apologize for my lame title. I'm terrible at naming stories.

Without further ado, here is the first chapter of my story, Misunderstood.

Jessie

I do not own any characters or concepts, other than my original characters, and the altered plot. Any recognizable products and/or objects are not owned by me, nor do I claim them to be mine. I only use them in my stories.

***STORY IS SET DURING AND AFTER THOR/THE AVENGERS***

Emmeline Rose was a stillborn, but lived because Freyja, goddess of love, beauty, fertility, sorcery war, and death, granted Emmeline her life as she died. Now Emmeline knows everything Freyja knew, and has abilities beyond that of a normal person. Nobody believed what Emmeline said. All but one group of people, that is. This group is known as SHIELD. Emmeline worked for SHIELD for five years before she quit, and now, one year later, SHIELD is calling on her again to help defend the earth from someone Freyja once knew quite well. After protecting the Earth, and matters calm again, Emmeline is being targeted by a king from another realm, and needs the help of a certain Asgardian to protect her life. After a life constantly filled with distrust and danger, how will Emmeline take to a non-hostile bond with someone known for mischief and lies?

Among many cultures, there is the concept of reincarnation. None of these concepts have ever actually been proven, though.

Even today, there are those who believe in reincarnation. There are those who even claim to be someone reincarnated.

I am one of them.

On May 12th, 1992, I, Emmeline Althea Rose, came into the world. But I wasn't supposed to.

I was a stillborn, who, ten minutes after birth, woke up. Doctors have their theories as to why this happened, but I know the truth.

I'm the only one who knows the truth, actually. I've given up trying to tell my parents about what I've seen after they put me through the third psychiatrist.

When I was birthed a stillborn, I was brought to Freyja, the goddess of love, beauty, fertility, sorcery war, and death. Freyja was dying from an attack by a fellow god, and she saw the love and devotion my parents had for a child. She chose me, as she described it, to be her last, living deed. She said that as her mortal reincarnation, I was going to do great things one day. Things I would have never understood as a baby.

Because of her death, however, I never got to know what I was supposed to do.

Despite the fact that Freyja has died, I still receive dreams from her. I constantly am woken from dreams of her past.

Not only have I read the stories of the Norse Gods, but I have lived them as well.

This leaves me in quite the situation, however, because an organization called SHEILD has been alerted of my existence.

They are the only people who believe what I know, and they've agreed to keep it a secret.

As long as I work for them.

"Agent Howards, I find this highly ridiculous."

"Please just go along with it, Agent Rose. It's been weeks since you've actually participated in any physical training."

"Yes, that's because you hired me as an informant, not a mercenary."

"But we want you to be able to defend yourself in any case."

I begrudgingly climbed the rope, finding myself slipping multiple times. There's a reason I don't participate in physical training.

I made it to the top of the rope, and struggled slowly to climb back down.

"You know," I said to Agent Howards as I placed my feet firmly on the ground, "my fighting is 've got enough mercenaries here. Just send me inside to do some ofmy training." I was the only agent at SHEILD who had abilities that were beyond the human abilities of fighting and thinking.

When I was about 13, I realized that with my reincarnation, came abilities like mind control and sorcery.

"Yes," Agent Howards began, "but like I said, we want you to be able to defend yourself."

I grumbled silently and pushed my abilities onto Agent Howards, something I was forbid to do.

"Do you really think it's necessary for me to train out here?" I watched as Howard's mouth open to retort, but his eyes went glassy with my thoughts. Go inside, Agent Rose. You should practice your sorcery.

"Go inside, Agent Rose." Agent Howards said. "You should practice your sorcery."

I smiled and thanked him, his eyes returning to normal. I turned and left, raising my card against the doorways to get into the room I knew best.

The room had been specifically designed for me, when I entered SHIELD five years ago. It was large, had a rack of dummies, and was completely damage proof, which was highly necessary. I closed my eyes and felt my familiar staff appear in my right hand. I opened my eyes and looked down at the silver staff, which I had began constructing a year after I began working for SHIELD, and it had taken almost a year to finish it. I'd required scientists and miners to find me the largest amount of iridium they could find, and once I had it, I began manipulating it into the staff's shape. The process was then followed by finding a large piece of amber to concentrate my sorcery though.

With this process finally finished, and a lot of money put in, SHIELD wanted to see how it worked. And it worked alright. They simulated a war, and I was able to take out every person who came at me. It was quite impressive, actually. I had never thought I could work anything as well as I did sorcery.

I began training, slowly but surely, resisting the overwhelming urge to wield my staff at the person who entered the room.

"Agent Rose."

I straightened up, dropping the staff to my side. "Agent Coulson. I don't usually see you unless there's an emergency."

Agent Coulson smiled as he came into the room, admiring my handiwork. "Yes, well I'd say there's something similar to that going on."

"Oh?" I asked, worried at his words. We had finally rested in Los Angeles, as SHIELD had taken control of a case involving Mr. Tony Stark. I didn't think there would be another problem.

"Yes, well we're being relocated."

"All of us?" A large team had been set in Los Angeles.

"No. Fury's staying here to deal with Stark, but a team, including me and you, are being relocated to New Mexico. There's been a surge of power, and a satellite has crashed. We're to go investigate it."

I nodded. "Right. When are we leaving?"

"Twenty." He left the room and I followed suit, quickly heading to my room, where I quickly shoved my few belongings into a backpack, heading outside when I finished. I saw multiple vans begin loading a group of mercenaries, agents, and scientists. Clearly whatever was going on was major.

I took my place in the van of agents, listening silently to others talking about where we were going, as well as what was going on. All that I had heard was that a surge of energy fifty miles from the nearest town caused a satellite to crash, and now there were a lot of people trying to remove the satellite. Leave it to New Mexico.

The flight on the private planes was short, the flight of agents the first group to arrive. I rode in the car with several other of the main agents, realizing why I was brought when I saw the crash site.

"So do you know anything about it?" Coulson asked me after the others had arrived and the civilians were gone. Large stations had begun to be set up, seeing as the 'satellite' couldn't be removed.

I nodded at Coulson. "Yeah. It's called Mjölnir. It's Thor's hammer. Only he can lift it and weild its power."Which must mean Thor is somewhere near. As other agents began discussing what it was doing here, I smiled slightly at the memories I had of the hammer.

"Agent Rose." Agent Coulson's words brought me back to reality.

"Yes?"

"What do you think the reason that the hammer is here is?"

I sauntered around Mjölnir, attempting to remove, futilely. "Thor's here somewhere. I'm not quite sure why, however. Knowing him, he was most likely reckless, however. The man never could think without the word war." I looked back to the agents, who were watching me curiously. "Thor is the god of thunder. Without Mjölnir, however, he is most likely without his power. I sense he'll do his best to find it and take it 's when you need to worry. His power will be hard to subdue."

"And that's where you come in." Coulson stated, slipping off his sunglasses as we headed into the mobile home that had been updated with SHIELD's latest equipment. "If thisThor guy comes, we need you to intervene, okay?"

"You swore who I was would be kept a secret to those who were a part of SHIELD, Agent Coulson. Thor is far more of a god than I am, and if he becomes aware that Freyja was in me, he would want to take me back to Asgard. I'm too human to go there."

"Agent Rose, you were brought to New Mexico for this purpose, and-"

"My purpose," I interrupted Coulson, "is to act as your informant. If it comes to the matter of fighting Thor, I will do so, but I will not act unless I am the last resort." I left the building and climbed up to the top of the tall structure surrounding Mjölnir, surveying the dry landscape.

It was only a matter of time until Thor came.