If life were a perfect rainbow then perhaps I wouldn't be here. It didn't help that two guards had been summoned to escort me to the All-Father of Asgard. It made me feel more of a monster and a prisoner than a woman able to face her punishment. The lone narrowed hallway seem perpetual, endless, and creepy in one way.

So many people died because of me.

Well, not many as Loki's invasion resulted in.

The guards stop at the door.

The door opens as though answering my question if it were to open. I stroll in leaving behind the endless group of guards. The door shuts behind me slowly yet making a creak. The room is cozy yet it is not the throne room; it is kind of like a Library setting complete by a fireplace a table with chairs, nice carpeting, a dark atmosphere behind the windows by the outside.Thor is at the left hand corner of the table that is across from the fire place, Loki is looking down towards the flickering flames looking reluctant, and I stop a couple feet away from the two men.

"I have decided what to do," Thor said. "Loki, we talked about this."

Loki looks away from the fire.

"Must I really do it?" Loki asks, sounding reluctant.

Do what?, I thought.

I am pretty lost.

"You are the one skilled in giving out forms that expire at a certain date," Thor said.

Loki sighs.

I didn't really expect it but it was a quick ball of blue flames shot into my chest and disappeared shortly entering. No, there wasn't a sign of any wound on my chest of the sorts. I blink wondering what in the world is happening. A sudden ball of blueness being shot at me and shortly disappearing? I wish it would make sense so I can understand what Thor had decided.

"I am confused," I said. "What does a flying orb do as a decided punishment?"

"Whatever you have absorbed is what you will be for the next 275 years," Thor said. "You will not live out your punishment on the planet you are familiar to. But a different one." I look over to Loki and then to Thor. "You will be on Midgard just not on Earth."

I feel strange. My vision became narrowed. Rock? I am becoming a rock. No, a rock can't see. All my bones began to feel different, too. The men became shorter to me. Thor's eyes turn from a decided expression into a fearsome one. One that meant he is fearing what he saw. Loki's facial reaction is that of shock, really, just shock.

"What did she last absorb?" Thor asks.

"It depends if you mean eating," Loki said.

"No, I am referring to absorbing," Thor said. Damn, there goes my guess.

"Brother, what did you expect Emily to turn into?" Loki asks,

"A chicken," Thor said.

Loki rubs his forehead with a sigh.

"You are very wrong," Loki said.

"I know, but that's not what I meant," Thor said. "The last thing that changed Emily physically." I look down towards my hands seeing them become dark as night, my fingers became long as claws, and my head began to ache. I take a couple steps back feeling balance being changed. "Loki, what kind of creature have you two come across?"

I see a tail looking sinister and long in length dotted by sharp thorns.

"It was not a creature," Loki said. "It was an Xenomorph."

"I never heard of such creature," Thor said, taking a step back,

I shook my head grabbing at it only feel it is vastly different. This time the look in Loki's eyes are different. I saw a reflection of myself as a Exenomorph with a wide shield part in darkness designed royally and big enough to topple down a troll.

"Emily," Loki said, walking forward. "You have a little problem..."

"I know what problem I have," I said. "I have 'Xenomorph' problem."

Loki went on as if he didn't hear me.

"You have the build of a queen," Loki said. I hiss. "And I know how you despise them," The hell I do. "But you never told me you were pregnant by one,all I have been left to believe is that you survived miraculously by killing the facehugger and got wounded doing that."

I feel along my throat feeling uneven bumps then spat at the ground. Sticky drool lands on the ground. Loki looks down then raises his eyebrows. I hiss shortly nodding. Loki's eyebrows went down as he turns his head up away from the steaming floor.

"What does this mean?" Thor asks.

Loki lowers his head, shakes it lightly both ways, while pinching the bridge of his nose.

"She puked it," Loki said.

"She puked what?" Thor asks.

"She had been faced hugged," Loki said. "She puked out the embryo."

"That is disgusting," Thor said.

Loki takes his hand off the bridge of his nose then glares up towards me.

"Emily," Loki said, his voice raising in anger. "That would have been nice to know after the yautja destroyed the Pyramid!"

I take a step forward.

"Change me," I hiss.

Wow, that actually did get heard.

The two men share questionable looks.

"Your type?" Loki said.

I hiss.

More drool lands on the carpet and began deteriorating.

"Fine," Loki said. "But it does not effect your human form."

This time I feel a different change about me minus the whole shield part. I step back feeling light as a feather digging my claws into the carpet making tears doing so. Bootsteps came behind me quite in a loud sound.

"All-Father, you—" I had the sudden impulse to stab whoever came in with my tail.

Which I did obey that instinct.

"Emily!" Loki shouts. "Do not obey the Exenomorph side!"

"Drop the Asgardian," Thor demands. I slid my tail out of the Asgardian's chest. The Asgardian's body land on the floor with a thud. Thor looks over to Loki in anger. "It is your turn to do the transport."

I feel horrible.

Loki looks towards me.

"I will speak to you later,Emily," Loki said.

I feel really,really, really horrible.

Then next I am not on Asgard but on a different planet.

There is trees, exotic trees, branched outwards in a way reminding me of the Bahamas. In the distance is rows of homes—I assumed they were because of the shapes and the clear signs of windows with decorations—resting in the distance of the slowly turning to daylight scenery. I retreat into the forest feeling uncertain to walk out in the daylight as the harmful creature capable of multiplying so fast. I hated what I have become.

I am my worst nightmare.

I am a monster.