Full Summary: Clara knew from a young age that she was different, or "special" as her mother liked to put it. She was much stronger and swifter than the other kids. When she saw someone bleeding, she could heal their wound with a touch of her hand and when she got angry, objects around her would start flying and crashing into walls as the ground trembled beneath her.

As she grew older, she learned to control her powers and by the age of eighteen, she fully understood how to prevent herself from using them. What she didn't understand though was why her mother was so against her using her powers, especially when she could do good things such as healing people. She knew that her mother was afraid of what the government would do with her if they found out the truth, but sometimes her protection felt excessive.

A few years have passed and Clara is now living a normal life by keeping quiet about her abilities, or so she thinks. One day, she shows up to the scene of a murder and suddenly, everything changes. S.H.I.E.L.D barges into her life to recruit her into a team called the Avengers and through this, she meets a gorgeous man who calls himself Thor, the God of Thunder. Even though he seems highly arrogant at first, she finds herself smiling whenever he is around. Maybe he isn't so bad after all. But why the hell does she constantly end up worrying about him?

Join Clara for an adventure filled with superheroes, villains, and romance all intertwined together!

Chapter 1 - The Beginning

April 27, 1990—Illinois

Susan glanced out into the backyard of her home as she finished rinsing the remaining soap off of the last dish in the sink. Another rumble of thunder came before lightning sparked into the middle of the night. Quickly, she shut off the water and dried her hands. She wasn't scared of thunderstorms, but she wasn't a fan of them either. She would have preferred to be in her husband's company rather than standing alone in the kitchen, but such an idea was impossible because she had lost him to cancer four months ago. He had been ill for a few years and the both of them had been expecting it—his death, but it had still hit her hard when it actually happened.

After closing the blinds, she switched the lights off as she headed towards the staircase. The abrupt noise of someone pounding against the front door caused her heart to jump with fear. Who was here so late at night during the middle of a storm? All of a sudden, a jumble of thoughts ran through her head.

Was it a robber? A killer? A rapist? What if it was all three?

She forced herself to move forward to look through the peephole. She needed to show herself who it was behind the door before allowing her mind to decide whether or not she really was in danger in the first place.

She let out a gasp when she saw a tall, young man drenched from head to toe in rain holding a small bundle of a pink blanket in his arms. Peering as close as she could, she realized that he was holding a baby. The thoughts she had regarding any potential danger completely left her as she unlocked the door and opened it.

"Hi," she began, "can I help you?" She couldn't get herself to look away from the man as she spoke. Something about him was so angelic.

"I need your help."

She frowned out of concern as her eyes shifted towards the pink bundle again. "Is it the baby? Is she okay?"

The man had the baby too close into his chest for her to see its face, but she assumed by the color of the blanket that it was a she.

"No. She is in great danger," he said, confirming the baby's gender.

Susan's eyebrows furrowed with more concern. "In great danger? What do you mean by that?"

"I need you to take care of her and raise her like she is your own child."

"Hold on a second. What?" she asked in astonishment.

"I know you, Susan. I know that your husband passed away a few months back. You have always wanted a child… Now, you can finally be a mother."

Her eyes widened when he mentioned her name, but it grew even bigger when he revealed her own background information to her. For some reason, she didn't feel bothered by the fact that he knew her. The kindness in his eyes gave her full assurance that he meant no harm, but his knowledge still puzzled her.

"How do you know all of this? And why are you giving me your baby?" she questioned.

"This is not my baby," he replied.

"Okay. Before I ask you why you're giving me someone else's baby, you need to answer my first question."

"I am an angel."

"An angel?" she repeated with a raised eyebrow.

Wasn't this the time for her to close the door on the man's face and call the police? Why wasn't she doing so?

"You don't believe me?" he asked in a tone that revealed that he already knew the answer. "I understand. I know this sounds insane. Just let me show you something."

He studied the bandage over her thumb where she had accidentally cut herself a few hours before. The cut was still fresh with red blood lining against it in a thin layer. He gently placed his hand over hers, careful not to scare her.

Susan felt her hand warming under his touch as a reddish-orange glow circled around the area of the cut. In a matter of seconds, it was gone: the light and the cut. She was completely healed. It was a miracle!

She struggled to form words. "I-How did you do that?"

This time he gave her a smile. "Like I said, I'm an Angel of the Lord. To be specific, I am the protector of newborns and children. That is my role. I have searched the entire country and you stood out the most. Your prayers reached me. Do you believe me now?"

She nodded. "Yes," she said as she gulped down the air of the cold rainy night. She fought the urge to shiver as a gust of wind reached her. This situation was so odd, yet she felt comfortable around this man—this Angel's presence.

"If you are not the father of the baby, who is?"

"She is the child of Theliel, the Angel of love."

"So then this child is a-"

He interrupted her. "Her father was an angel, but her mother was a mortal like you. So no, she is not exactly an angel. She is a Nephilim—half angel and half human."

"Was. You said was. Her parents are gone? What happened to them?"

"It is a sin for an angel to fall in love with a human. Theliel was punished by death. And since his child is the result of a sin, she is not safe unless she is hidden."

Before this moment, Susan had never thought that Angels could be real, but even if she had, she wouldn't have ever guessed that they could die. Weren't they supposed to be immortal?

"Was her mother punished too?" she asked.

The angel shook his head. "No. She died during childbirth. It is a common occurrence when a human gives birth to a nephilim. Their power can be too overwhelming for the human to handle." There was sadness on his face. "So… Will you accept this child into your home?"

"Can I… Can I see her first?"

"Yes," he answered but instead of just showing her the baby, he placed her into her arms.

Susan felt overjoyed to be holding the child. "She's so beautiful," she whispered.

It was true. Although the girl was only a baby, she was charismatic. Something about her was fascinating. Maybe it had to do with her beauty. There was an aura about her that revealed that she was similar to the angel next to her, that she was half angel.

"What is her name?"

"Clara. Just like her mother wanted to name her."

"Clara," Susan murmured as she watched the sleeping baby in her arms. The name seemed to match perfectly. Suddenly, she moved her head up to look at the Angel again. "I accept your proposal. I will be this baby's mother. I will raise her like she is my own."

"I am so glad to hear it," he said as he pulled out a folder from his messenger bag. "Here. Her birth certificate with you listed as the mother."

"Wait a second. You already knew that I would accept her before coming here?"

"I had a feeling," the angel grinned. His expression quickly changed back to a serious one. "She will not be like other children. She is special and there will come a day when she will discover her powers. You must not let her use them. If Raguel hears word, he will come looking for her."

"Who is Raguel?"

"The angel who turned her father in. Do not worry. The less she uses her powers, the less likely he will be able to track her. As long as she stays away from using them, she will be safe."

Susan nodded in response. It scared her that she was bringing a half Angel, half human child into her home, but at the same time she was happy. This baby girl was a new hope in her life.

"I must go now. Theliel was my friend. Please take good care of her. Please keep her safe."

"I promise that I will," she said as she watched the man caressing the baby's cheek one last time. "Before you leave, can you tell me your name? One day, maybe one day, she will need you."

"My name is Temeluch," he revealed and in a blink of an eye, he was gone.

Susan held in her gasp as she quickly closed the door, putting the lock in place. Thunder rumbled through the house and the baby woke up. To Susan's surprise, the baby didn't cry. She stared up at her with big eyes, curiosity held in them. Susan could tell just from the baby's appearance that her mother had been Asian. Her hair was a light brown color and her eyes were hazel under the light coming from the staircase. She shared similar features like other half Asian children. This was good. Susan herself was Asian. It would be easy to pretend like the child was biologically hers and that would help keep away any potential suspicions. It would help Raguel stay away, wherever he was.

Susan went up the stairs and entered the first room on the left of the hallway. It was fascinating. Temeluch had really heard her prayers. She and her husband had wanted a child throughout their whole marriage and they had been prepared by getting ready with a room for their future baby when Susan became pregnant. However, she had miscarried and the room had never been used for its purpose. Now, it could finally come into use.

The new mother held her child in her arms until she fell asleep again. After placing her into the crib, Susan opened the folder given by Temeluch to see the birth certificate. She placed her fingers against the paper to feel how real it was.

"Well, Clara Song. I guess it's just you and me now, huh?"

Author's Note: If you are one of my readers from my other fanfics, I deeply apologize for not updating them. I know it has been a while. I sort of had writer's block for a long time. I changed my major last summer to English and I feel like I am writing "for fun" less now than I did before. However, I'm currently in my "Avengers fangirling phase" so I've found my inspiration for writing again. I'm working as a tutor at my university along with being a cashier at a store so I don't exactly have a lot of time this summer, but I will try writing whenever I can. I think before, I felt extremely pressured about having to update quickly that I didn't really put enough quality work into my other stories... So I'm going to try not to force myself to write new chapters by a certain deadline. Instead, I'm going to enjoy experimenting around, coming up with different ideas, and plugging them into my Google Doc by having genuine fun with it!

Now to the explanation behind this story. I've noticed that there are tons of Loki fanfics out there, but not a lot of Thor ones so I decided to write this. Thor deserves some love too (although I love Loki as well)! I've got to admit, I didn't really like Thor at first, but he is seriously getting more lovable by each movie. His character development is just goals!

Anyway, I hope to see you in future chapters!

Thank you for reading! Please leave a review! I'd love to know what y'all think.

Btw, if you're curious about Clara, the reason why I made her half Asian is because I feel like it's rare to see main characters who are Asian (in Hollywood and in fanfiction). Am I right? It is slowly starting to change though... Ahem "To All the Boys I've Loved Before."

Also, this is just the introduction to my character (to explain her background) so this chapter is on the shorter side. I plan to make my chapters longer from here on out.

Oh, and one last thing! As a disclaimer, I would like to state that this is NOT a religious story. I mean, angels will be mentioned and included, but I'm just taking the concept of them rather than going all "logical" with it.

S.H.I.E.L.D will come into the story starting the next chapter!

-Jane