This is fanfiction. All the characters belong to their owners (companies, writers). The storyline is original and created by me.

Genre: Science fiction/fantasy

Characters: Loki Laufeyson (based on "Thor" movies), Clara Oswin Oswald (based on "Doctor Who" series), 11th Doctor (based on "Doctor Who" stories), Juliet (created by me), Andrew Wiggin (based on "Ender's Game"), River Song (based on "Doctor Who" series), Odin (based on "Thor" series), Frigga (based on "Thor"), Bean ("Ender's Game"), Alai ("Ender's Game"), Petra ("Ender's Game"), Hanna (mine), Silvester (mine) etc.

First rule: do not wonder.

Second rule: fight for your own good and for the common greatness.

Third rule: true heroes never give up

Ender was falling and falling. It seemed like eternity to him; although only several years have passed. He knew he had changed. He felt the change in heart, the strong wind blowing in his dreams every nights as he heard the screams out thousands and millions innocent victims of his genocide. He couldn't fall asleep for a long time; he just fell and fell into the deep shadows of night, that where touching his knees and hugging his manly shoulders.

I am not a boy. Not anymore.

Telling the truth, he never was one. He always fought against the waves of current and adjusted himself to the circumstances surrounding him but he didn't remember being a boy or even being a person. It's like the cruel world took him from his home, many years ago and let him go in the universe, spinning endlessly, not being able to grab on something or push from someone. Ender was a joke of gravity. The one that he made at the time when he sat in the space ship with other kids. That one. Just a lot of funnier and at the same time much more cruel.

"Ender!" He heard a voice in his head. It was Valentine. How long has he not seen her? How long has he not heard hear voice? It seemed decades ago now; like a past shadow, Valentine showed up herself in his darkest nightmares. He wished he could see her again but he doubt the fact that she was alive still. When they start traveling together, at the age of 12 they ways quickly separated - Valentine went to safe her own future, the one she wanted to build; Ender had a promise to keep and he had to go through fire and ice to protect the precious gift he had been given. He brought peace and understanding to different species he met along the way and also helped the The Hive Queen to evolve in new born planet that had just the right environment for the new Queen of the realm.

And then he left.

Even now he wondered, why has he done so? He could have stayed with Formic Queen and watch her children evolve and grow, explore their culture. He could have stayed with Valentine, if he wanted to. He could have spent eternities with her and her new friends. He could have also stayed in another planets and live there, disappear from I.F. notice but he didn't resist. The offer came and at the same day, Andre Wiggin flew back to the place which caused him mines of pain inside heart. For what reason? He could not understand still. He just knew a desire and the sorrow that kept him chained to that place. He also met another truth - he missed friends. Dink, Petra, Alai, Bean. They made clear importance to him and last time he saw them was fairly long ago. He had spoken with Petra ever since several times but they kept growing silent. He undestood; as Valentine, she was building a new life and that life did not consisted of Ender only.

He felt the strong bump as he slept in artificial sleep. They must be here, in Eros. They must have gotten back to the Command School, to place which held so much memories and most of them weren't that great after all. He didn't bother to wake up yet; he took pleasure in the last moments of sleep he could get before he will be Meg by unfamiliar faces and congratulated as commander Wiggins. He could not stand it; he needed extra moments of silence before it.

And yet, he manage to wake up all dressed and with no emotions when he saw the du view of planet that once was like a second home to him.

"Welcome to Eros, Commander Wiggin." The artificial voice in the planet told him as he looked throught the small window. Soon the door opened and his plane smoothly rode inside the dark hole inside the city. It was nighttime - he could swear, everyone was sleeping but Command School. All the lights seemed flush open from that place straight to Ender as he entered the sad garage and was surrounded by mechanical instruments that almost at the same moment started repairing his starship.

The door opens and Wiggin entered rea lity as it was - back to the Command School. Back to the place where he wanted to be the least. He was happy that no one came to meet him but at the same moment, as he walked out he was wrong. There was a woman standing in the doorway to the school. She was about Ender's age. Looked strong and young, psychologically though. She didn't have a smile on her face just a casual formality and firm eyes staring at him. And yet at the same moment Andrew Wiggin saw the young lady some part of him related her to his past and he tried to scan thigh the faces but could not remember hers. Who she was?

"Commander Wiggins, it's a pleasure to see you back at Command School. My name is Juliet Hart, Commander of Aviation Wing."

Julit Hart. He had never met her but Andrew definitely knew who she was. She was a survivor, the one and only that somehow survived the genocide of Formics and got back to Earth in safety. How? No one knew, not even Wiggins. At the same moment he felt pain - how many people like that he sent to death? How many friend she has seen dying because of him? And the most important part how did she feel when he sent her straight into death? He was eager to ask questions but didn't want any answers. It hurts him to see her because it reminded him of the cruel animal he was for Formics and his fellow fleet memebers. He wanted to whisper words of sorry but couldn't.

"Thank you, Commander Hart." He decided to keep formality but as he look into her deep blue eyes he understood the pain she felt seeing him. He felt the same. He knew that was his fault and that was his greatest fall in her eyes.

"I will escort you to your room, Commander Wiggins." She said coldly like she wouldn't have a soul, turned on her heel and went straight down the corridor of darkness. Everything was surrounded by shades and metal - Ender noticed. It was cold inside but not cold for body, cold for soul like they wanted to destroy every detail of human life inside this place. Soon, in the maze of walls they reached huge metal doors with golden table hanging on them. "Commander Andrew Wiggins" it said and Ender felt bad at that very moment - it reminded him of the past times, many years ago.

"The schedule is in your computer, Commander. Please be sharp on time tomorrow. " She didn't smile, in fact she had no emotions at all. Just her eyes showed something different, an emotion, hurt. Ender wanted to say something but even before he was able to open his mouth commander turned around and walked away, disappearing in metal darkness.

Wigging took a deep breath and open his chamber doors, entering the Commander suite. He quickly checked the computer and set an alarm for breakfast before going to sleep.

Andrew had hard time falling asleep. The places, the people - everything mashed up into one, destroying his soul slowly and deeply, over and over again in the dreams. The last face he saw belonged to Juliet. Her scream as she saw her friends dying. That was the last face he saw before he fell into the night.