It has been 100 years since the banishment ended. It has also been 99 years since Gary appeared in my life. But Loki has plenty of stories about Gary. I have had plenty of adventures since coming to terms what I am and what I had been before. In this new era of Midgard I had to come down into terms that if I want the company not to have a beef against me then I have to black my name out in the files and blur pictures of myself.

Everything tied to the company.

At least my new appearance had to be wiped off and my current status changed to 'deceased' under a false name. I didn't have the looks of a 38 year old woman but as a result of the Exo-Suit on my body I look like a 27 year old woman. I have the marking of an '8' tilted sideways on the top of my right hand. Asides to the permanent scars being masked by magical make up; I sound and look different. This fits right into the era of Midgard where my life can start anew.

During the 100 years I have since built a life of my own.

I even had some adventures without Loki being around.

The man has his business to attend.

"Yo' leader lady!" Gwen Spears shouts, putting a new round into her gun. "I think we need some of your handy work!"

"This is not an emergency, Agent Spears!" I said, snapping a man's neck. I glare towards Spears in anger with a frown. "I told you not to make a sound."

Gwen shoots a man in the forehead.

"I can't be quiet," Gwen said. "It is not in my nature."

"We were sent to retrieve a asset," I said. "And this is so not helping."

I held up the large bulky gun then press the trigger with my right index finger wrapped around it. A gray net ejects out of the opening planting itself in the threshold erupting electrical sparks. Countless henchmen fell back screaming in pain. I lower the gun back in it's sheath. Gwen takes the dead man's guns as I go over to the elevator.

"Agent Spears," I said. "The next part of our mission does not require stealing what is not ours."

Gwen looks up frowning.

"Getting an asset is the same thing," Gwen said.

I shook my head.

"Agent Spears, that is not correct," I said, pressing the down button. "Use what had been assigned to you. I have used what is mine for the past hundred years and—"

"Yada yadah yah," Gwen said, using her right hand to mock my speaking rather annoyed. "I know what you are going to say next 'And I have not been failed by my weapons at any point', Miss Strange."

I sigh.

"It is for your own good," I said.

"This is so like a Yoda thing," Gwen said, lowering her hand.

"You are not in a swamp, Agent Spears," I said.

"Your 'lessons' are like Jedi lessons," Gwen complains.

"No, they are not," I said.

"Then how come you had me balance a shorty on my shoulders and attempt to make a cup levitate off the table?" Gwen asks.

"To stress your mind of that attitude of yours," I said, as the elevator doors open. I go into the elevator. "It is a whole new world for me as well."

"You live under a rock," Gwen said, coming in.

I smile shaking my head.

"I am too busy to watch new shows of this era," I said. "But when I do; it is during business."

"So unfair," Gwen said.

I press the 'up' button.

"For your own good," I said.

"I don't see how missing a good show is for my own good," Gwen said, her arms folded.

The elevator's doors close and then it goes up.

"Not everything revolves around the television, young lady," I said. "It revolves around other people." I held my hand out. "Give me the Iphone, young lady."

"I haven't been—" Gwen starts but I interrupt her.

"No butts," I said. "Iphone, now."

Gwen reluctantly hands me the white iphone.