The Beginning

Natasha Romanoff never really believed in gods. Not even when Coulson came telling them tales about Thor. While from the pictures he really looked like a god. Any being with superhuman abilities are godlike and if her stint as assistant in Stark Industries has shown her than their ego is also not lesser than any god. But the being in front of them is no less than any gods that humans pray to. Fury sent them to New Mexico to investigate the constant spike of energy at the same place that the Asgardians came from. This time Fury sent them prepared if any hosyile situation arises. They were met with a man if you could call him that. Blonde hair, blue eyes and what appears to be whiskers like marks in either side of his cheeks. He was bloodied and probably confused and disoriented shouting in what appeared to be broken Japanese. Natasha cannot tell what started the battle but being surrounded by guns didn't help. The first shot was fired even though they were on orders from Fury to not to provoke but only to investigate. The recent disaster at Harlem and Thor's visit had put them all at edge.

The man didn't like being shot at the face. As he tried to move he was assaulted by an hail storm of gunfire. He didn't even flinch only looked annoyed and someone who wanted to vent his frustrations at something or someone.

He came charging, tearing through their vehicles like paper. The only reason they were only hurt was because he didn't seem to want to kill them.

With no other choice Natasha picked up the large gun Fury had lend them for today.