The Puppet Master - by: Maidenroseheart & Krieger Engel
 

Cannon Character
Name: Sif
Race: Asgardian
Abilities: Darn good with a sword.
Looks: Light Armor, Slender Sword, Brown Hair, Brown Eyes
http://comicbookmovie.com/images/use...der_051211.jpg

Original Character (sorta, not really original...)
Name: Etain
Race: Human
Abilities: Good at tracking, fighting with blades, and riding horses.
Looks: Leather outfit,
http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HKhltBwVfr...enturion+5.jpg

(If anyone reading this needs to know, this is BEFORE Avengers, but, AFTER Thor the movies, not the cartoons or the other way around since I can't remember :P)

(sorry if this is somewhat short, no idea how to start it since it mainly focuses on Loki)

A young, female, adult was sitting in a club as night drew closer and she had caught alot of people's attention with her outfit when she first arrived. Though, with the way things were, no one cared if outsiders (from earth) came to their planet. As long as no harm was done, no one really cared. The girl chose to blend in with the humans, so she copied a style she saw in a store window, and made her outfit appear on her without even taking it. She was wearing a black cami top, a dark blue skirt that went halfway above her knees, and black knee boots with white dark purple laces, it seemed to be an outfit that was in. The girl was from earth, however, no one would think otherwise. She left years ago and went to another demensional like planet and waited to get her energy back up to return.

Knowing how the earth would still be and how the people of it would react, she was about to test that. She knew being a hero was going to take some time, but, at least it'd be fun. "Want a drink?" one of the womanizer guys with class asked walking and sitting next to her at the bar, it probably helped that she chose the outfit in the window, rather than the one she would have came in. It was almost a bit revealing, but, because of what she was, that would fit her she was told. The song by 'Sexy, naughty, bitchy' by Tata Young a newer artist out there. "How about a dance instead" she spoke with her german-irish accent she mixed together quite well.

However she was still american more than anything else. She landed herself in the states which was a good thing, somehow it wound up being New York City rather than anywhere else. At least she was by a beach, she would need to know where it is later, and getting people to do things for her somewhat was how she was. Not because of her gothic looks, but, because of her attitude and how she could talk people into things for her. "Either way works for me" he spoke looking her up and down like all womanizers out there. She stood up as he said "The names Andrew, yours?" "I am called Amber, nice to meet you" then she walked to the dance floor to move to the beat of the music.

Lokie had left his home planet to return to earth, he had been there once before, or almost at least. He tried to destroy the bridge going to earth or in his terms Midgard to keep him brother on the strange planet and never allow him to return. However, that didn't happen as he was defeated, and didn't take his brother's advice or hand that fateful day. He knew Thor, his brother, oh, half brother, wasn't going to stay by his side, but, now he was here dressed in civilian clothing to try and blend in. He walked to the park and sat there, he felt like he needed to be here, there was something he was searching for, but, what was it?

Sif walked along the street towards the Hilton where she was staying. It wasn't home, but it worked well. She wanted to better understand these humans that Thor had come to love. Earth as these people affectionately called their world was now precious to him and under his protection. So far she had seen little to be impressed with. The people had a selfish nature much like Loki's. Though Loki had only wanted his father's pride, it was centered around that selfish ambition. She did appreciate the brawl's that could take place in the bars here. Pity they didn't end as good naturedly as they started.

She reached the hilton and walked into it's plush lobby. Their idea of fine standards was also nothing compared to home. However, she wasn't staying here for style. She had chosen the Hilton for two reasons: location and space. Location at the heart of this city. She could go in any direction she needed. Space for any friends that came over. You needed space to lounge around as well as to have friendly banter. So far though, tonight, she was alone. Walking to the elevator, she ignored it, and opened the stair's doors that were beside it. Taking them two at a time, she quickly sped to the top. Speed was on her side. She needed that speed to get above enemies for her trademark moves with a sword.

Reaching the floor her suite was on, she stepped out into the hallway and calmly made her way towards her room. Her leather making little, if any, noise on the carpeted floor. Using the magnetic key card, she went into and turned on the lights. Just as she left it. She sighed and looked around alertly. Exactly as she left it. She went to the fridge and pulled out a body of water. Then men could have their beer. She preferred a clear head. Battle came at the most unexpected times. She went to the large window while opening her bottle, watching the city below her as she slowly sipped the cool refreshment. Earth. Humans. Terms she wasn't used to but terms she would use, just to get to know this place better.


Etain sat at the edge of the wharf. City noises filled the air. She had lived all her live in the mountains. The city was a noisy, confusing place. Still, for some reason that she just didn't understand, the people here were like children. Unaware of their surroundings nor alert to many of the nuances she soaked in. Slowly she stood and headed away from the water. Her leather nor her fur would appreciate getting wet. Leather could be oiled. Fur, well, it wasn't much but it was a pain to clean.

Reaching the block where the rickety apartments were, she stepped into one of their alleys. Walking through the clutter and grime, she stepped beneath a fire escape. With athletic precision, she jumped onto a dumpster and leaped towards the lowest rung. Grasping it, she swayed for only a moment before pulling herself up. Quickly scaling to the roof, she paused to catch her breathe and view her surroundings. Not the best part of town. She wouldn't be noticed up here.

With a running leap, she jumped from rooftop to rooftop. She had a single implant in her left eye. It allowed her to see where wild cats had gone, better guiding her path through the neighborhood. Not other heat signatures were left. Nothing else would be up here in the cool air. Everyone had either found refuge in some sort of shelter or in a bar. Such was the life on this part of town. She herself would need to think about sleep at one point. Just after she took care of the purse thief that was running by below her.