[ It's always the seemingly simple missions that go the most pear-shaped. Just a quick stop to introduce themselves and establish a new connection for SHIELD. Easy. Absolutely no potential for trouble whatsoever.

She should have known better.

Somehow, a fight broke out. She was separated from her team and had come face to face with another of those damn alien monoliths, which had sucked her up to who knows where. She'd been spat out the other side and deposited on a random planet that was apparently incredibly far away from Earth, and the locals had dropped her in a jail cell when they found her passed out.

Waking up on a freezing cold stone floor with a splitting headache is delightful, truly a high point of her life. But at least she's not drugged like the last time she'd woken up somewhere with straw all over the floor. She can still use her powers and move her body, it just... takes her a while to get past the nausea and disorientation. Long enough to have a few visitors demanding answers that she responds to with questions. They go a few frustrating rounds before she's left alone again to put together the pieces of the puzzle.

She's not back on Earth, that's for sure. They look human but there's something in the way they speak and dress, little eccentricities that seem to be the norm. But humans don't have a large presence off of Earth yet, so what gives?

The crash of the quaked-open cell door ricochets off the stone walls and she doesn't wait around to see if the old-timey dress comes with pitchfork accessories. She emerges into an equally old-fashioned little town, in which she sticks out like a sore thumb in her suit, so she keeps running. Out of the town, through a winding forest path, and into a clearing with a—

Giant metal circle thing. Okay. Sure. Why not. ]