One afternoon in July, 2044, I had a strange interruption in my day.

I saw a small figure at the opening to the cave.

What else could have sneaked in without my knowledge? There is plenty of reasons such as a big bear, a doe, a rabbit, and a fox all on the run from various skilled hunters. If it were all of them then I would be having a rather large snack in this fine hour. I came closer to the cave in caution prepared for any sudden move this creature may make. I crept closer and closer to the mouth of the cave keeping my guard up.

I open my mouth ready to make the killing move.

"Hello!" The little girl said, turning around.

I close my mouth biting on my second mouth at the same time staggering back.

She should not be here!, I thought in panic looking around.

"Sorry for scaring you like that, Miss Emily," The girl said. "You need a clean up in your cave. Ew, it stinks."

I take a step back in fear of hurting civilian life.

"Stay away," I hiss.

"Come on," The little girl said. "You are a cool lizard protector of the forest! How can I not stay away?"

I stare at the green girl with dark eyes.

"I am not a lizard protector," I hiss, standing up right.

"Well the legends say otherwise," The little girl said, holding her hand out. "My name is Polly McCaffrey."

Polly.

Polly!

POLLY, NO!

I remember. I remember now. I remember Polly Fanner coming out in the unsettling dust leaving behind a man with a shield. Wait, that is...That is Steve! Steve Rogers, the man behind the Capetian America mask. Steve is rubbing the back of his head like some one had struck it and he is utterly clueless. Polly escaped from his protection approaching a figure in armor.

"Emily," Polly said, now feet away from me. "I know that is you."

I saw the camera reporters.

I levitated over towards Polly.

Polly looks up towards me.

"What happened to you?" Polly asks. "Everyone says you are dead. But little old me doesn't get hunted down for no reason by a suit of armor at my comfort zones!" She pats on her chest. "It is obvious this is you doing it."

No word came from me.

"Emily, can you stop being silent and speak already?" Polly asks. "I mean Loki thinks you're dead, too."

POLLY, PLEASE, RUN!

I pick up Polly by the neck.

"Emily?" Polly asks, struggling. "Come on...lower your helmet!"

She scratches at my helmet leaving only marks. No, please, I don't want to see this! She stops as my grasp had tightened but this time it wasn't a 'Emily, stop that' but a look of realization. Her eyes had turn into shock. She lowers her arm to her side. The next second her eyes turn into a forgiving one. But there is tears at the corners of her eyes.

"Emily," Polly said. "I know you are there," My grip tightens around her neck making her breathing difficult. "And don't beat yourself up about it...I know there's something using you." She struggles for her last breath. "I forgive you."

Then she became unresponsive.

I drop Polly Fanner out of my hands.

Her body lands on the ground, her wind pipe is broken, and her body sprawled out.

NO!

Then a rush of many more memories came through. The man from my dream turns into someone I knew long ago. The letters hints fell together to spell out a four lettered word: Loki. Loki Laufeyson to be exact. Everything came into focus reaching to my beginnings to where I am now. I turn towards the side lowering myself down grasping my claws around grass growing out of the dirt. Polly McCaffrey comes to my side acting concerned for my well being.

"Are you okay, Miss Emily?" Polly asks.

I wanted to cry but I could not

I remember crashing through the window to my Psychiatrist's main room of choice.

"What the hell?" The Psychiatrist said, getting back up. Her eye went wide seeing my arrival. "Oh my god."

I raised my arm up—with a laser shot attached—aiming for her forehead.

"Miss Emily!" Polly said, summoning me back to present time. "You are acting strange, talk to me!"

I look over towards the girl.

"Stay away from me," I hiss, going to the side feeling fresh anger at the past.

"I am so not going to leave a cool protector of the forest," Polly said. "It is an honor to speak with the legend."

"I am not a legend," I hiss. "I am a beast capable of wiping out your entire civilization with a single egg."

Polly pouts.

"I don't believe you," Polly said. "Teach me the ways to be a warrior and I'll think about staying away."

I stare at Polly.

"I do not know how to make one a warrior," I hiss.

"You made my daddy's dad a warrior," Polly said.

"I have done nothing of the sorts since stepping foot into this world," I hiss.

"I have evidence saying otherwise, Miss Emily," Polly said.

"My last name is Strange," I hiss, cooling down my mood a bit.

"I call my teachers by Miss or Mister with their first names," Polly said.

If only I could laugh.

"You should start calling them by their last name," I hiss,standing up right.

"In exchange you teach me," Polly said.

"Fine, little girl, I will teach you how to become a warrior in exchange you do not come near me ever again once I have taught you," I hiss. "It will take long to do."

"Let's start the training, today!" Polly said,excitedly.

"No, little girl, tomorrow," I hiss. "For I have to prepare for it."

Polly's excited attitude turns into a 'no fair' attitude.

"Aww," Polly said. "No fun."

"Go home, little girl," I hiss. "And be grateful you have a family. We will start after breakfast tomorrow."

"When is breakfast for you, Miss Emily?" Polly asks.

"In the morning," I hiss.

"When in the morning?" Polly asks.

"I don't know," I hiss. "Maybe the same time you eat."

Polly hops up and down.

"Best day ever!" Polly cheers, hopping down the pathway from my cave.

Polly is doing rather large bunny hops down the pathway.