《TITANIA: Goddess of War》Your father isn't dead
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Neilrosa's combat boots connected with the dusty surface of New Mexico's land. She looked around, looking for agent Coulson. Right at her left was a weird building, it looked like it was covering something. Right beside it was a tent and a lot of people were running in and out, carrying papers or boxing of any kind. She spotted the S.H.I.E.L.D insignia on them. She started moving to the tent, but two agents crossed her path.
"Hold up, who are you and how did you get there?" Their hands were on their weapons, ready to use it anytime. She sighed and rolled her eyes. It would be kind of weird to tell them but she did anyway.
"I'm a princess of Flanker, planet millions of light-years from here, the Goddess of War and I'm here to see agent Coulson." She put her hands on her hips. Agents looked at each other and burst out laughing. As they were nearly rolling on the ground from all the laughing, Neilrosa simply overpassed then and continued her path to the tent.
"Hey!" One of the guards noticed and grabbed her by the shoulder. Before he could act, she grabbed his hand, threw him over her shoulder and as his body connected with the ground, she twisted his hand behind his back. The second guard ran to assist his comrade, but she was faster, her foot kicked out and punched him right in the stomach, sending him few feet backwards.
"Easy, warrior," a voice sounded from behind her. Ste stopped, with guards hand still twisted behind his back and in a combat pose.
"Next time, warn me to never make you angry," agent Coulson chuckled and stand beside the goddess. She released the guard and dusted off her clothes. They gave her pretty nasty glares as both wobbled back to the tent.
"What brings you here, so soon?" agent Coulson smiled at her, happy to see a familiar and nice face again.
"I need to find someone. Did you experienced any anomalies or strange lightning these past days?" Neilrosa asked as she went with him to the main tent, which was full of computers and displays.
"Yes, yes we have. How do you know that?" he looked at her, confused. She ignored his question and looked over all the displays, finding a one with Thor. He was sitting on a chair in a separate room, looking somehow sad and tired. He was here, she sighed of relief.
"What's in there?" princess pointed to the strange building. Coulson followed her finger and frowned.
"That's classified." He said and smiled sadly.
"Agent Coulson, you know that I have a clearance of level 9, nearly nothing is classified for me," she gave him a cocky smile. He laughed and escorted her to that building.
It was a construction of closed corridors, which led to the centre, open on the top. When they arrived there, Neilrosa's eyes widen. A crater extended before her with Mjolnir in his centre.
The Goddess descended, never tearing her eyes of the hammer. Everyone was watching her every move as she came to the hammer, her fingers slightly touched the cold surface. She wasn't worthy to touch it, it wouldn't even budge. Neilrosa directed her eyes to the sky, she knew how it got here.
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"Tell me what do you know, your highness," agent Coulson speaker up.
"First, bring me to that guy you are holding in your cell," she confronted him. The agent sighed and showed her the way.
Thor's eyes were empty, his heart ached because of his father's death. He didn't have hope, he couldn't pick up Mjolnir. He wasn't worthy anymore. He didn't even notice when Neilrosa stepped into the room, her eyes taking in his broken form.
"I want to be alone with him. No agents, no secret microphones and, of course, no audio." Neilrosa glared at Coulson. He nodded and left her alone with Thor.
She approached him slowly, kneeling before him and taking his hands to hers.
"Thor," she whispered and looked into his eyes. At first, it sounded like a whisper from distance for him, but when princess repeated it, he lifted his head and saw her before him. He nearly didn't recognize her in mortal clothing but her hair, her flame-kissed hair were unmistakable.
"Neilrosa," he breathed, his face light up a bit. His arms were chained, he couldn't hug her but she did it for him. She was so happy, that she has found him.
"God, we didn't know where you ended and then I heard your parents talking about you in the world of mortals." Neilrosa cupped Thor's face in her hands. His parents, that made Thor think again about the death of his father.
"Did he suffered?" he asked. Neilrosa frowned and looked confused at him.
"Who?"
"My father."
"Wait, Thor. What the hell are you talking about?" she raised her voice a bit, still confused about what he is talking about.
"Loki came here, at least his illusion, and told me that my father passed away." his gloomy mood came back. Neilrosa couldn't believe what Loki has done, she stood up and walked to the other side of the room, her hand on her forehead.
"I swear a God when we gonna be back on Asgard, I will kill your brother with my own hands," she said. Thor now was the confused one.
"Your father isn't dead." She turned to him.
"He is just in Odinsleep," leaning against the wall, she said. Thor tried to stand, but the chains on his ankles thought otherwise and brought him back down. Loki lied to him? Why? He had so many questions, but he saw on Neilrosa's face that now isn't a good time to ask them.
A knock sounded and agent Coulson walked in.
"He has a visitor," he said to the princess, eyeing her suspiciously.
"Yes, we are coming," she bounced from the wall as agent nodded and left, leaving the doors open so another could come in and unchained Thor.
Thanks to her super hearing, she heard a conversation between agent Coulson and, for Neilrosa, unknown man.
"Donald Blake?" Coulson asked, not believing even his own words.
"Doctor Donald Blake. He's part of our team." unknown man said.
You have dangerous coworkers, Dr Selvig." Now Neilrosa knew his name and a plan born in her head.
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"Troubled, not dangerous. He was distraught when he found out that you'd taken all of our research, It was years of his life, gone! He got depressed, started drinking, and... well, you know the rest." Selvig was trying to play it really well, she was glad Thor ended somewhere where there are still good people.
"Uh-huh. You mind if we take a moment to verify his identity?" she froze at that. She knew that if S.H.I.E.L.D. will find out that doctor Blake is fake, they won't let them leave.
"Certainly," doctor Selvig was trying to stay calm, but his palms were sweating. The tech at the computer ran the name.
"You can understand how a man could go off like that. I mean, a big, faceless organisation like yours, coming in with their jack-booted thugs and stealing private property... is how he described it." Selvig was trying to get attention to himself, trying to gain time.
"That doesn't explain how he managed to tear through our security," Neilrosa hoped that Selvig has an answer for this too. He just shrugged.
"Steroids. He's a bit of a fitness nut." He chuckled nervously. A license popped up on the screen from New York, reading "Dr Donald Blake" with picture and everything. Coulson eyes the screen as the tech ran a S.H.I.E.L.D. analysis.
"It says here he's an M.D." Coulson was trying to get Selvig to the corner. Now even Neilrosa's palms were sweating and she was biting her lip.
"He is. That is, he was. He switched careers and became a physicist. He's quite brilliant, really. If you would just release him to me, I promise to keep an eye on him." Coulson sized up the man in front of him and then smiled.
"Release Dr Blake to Dr Selvig here. Make sure he stays in town for the next few days in case we need to talk to him again." It was too sweet, Neilrosa knew it.
"Thank you." Selvig shook the agent's hand and other one escorted him to the cell where Thor and Neilrosa were.
"Donny, Donny, Donny! There you are!" Selvig burst in but nearly stopped when he saw the princess. She winked at him and started.
"Doctor Selvig, what a pleasant surprise. We haven't seen each other in a long time," she approached him and shook his hand, squeezing it a bit too much to give him a signal. He decided to play with it.
"Same here, I was actually thinking what you may be up to," he then turned to Thor and hugged him.
"It's going to be all right, my friend. Come on, we are taking you home." as he said that, he looked at Neilrosa too and she smiled. As they were leaving, Coulson called after them.
"Just keep him away from the bars."
"I will!" Selvig answered.
"Where are we going?" Thor looked confused between Neilrosa and doctor Selvig.
"To get a drink." He snorted and Neilrosa chuckled, walking behind the two men but glanced back at agent Coulson, who was still looking after them.
Thor noticed Jane's possessions as they were leaving and spotted the journal she mentioned among them. He quickly grabbed it and all three of them hopped into an SUV and drove away.
Coulson was still looking after the car when he turned and glanced at the computer screen which read "SECURITY ALERT: FALSIFIED DATA". He knew it was a ruse all along but believed princess that she knows what she is doing. He called two agents.
"Follow them!" he said still looking at the screen.
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Loki walked the cold surface of Jotunheim apprehensive. He walked into the dark temple where Laufey was and immediately Loki was surrounded by Jotuns. The King of Jotuns stood up and towered over him.
"Tell me why I shouldn't kill you."
"I've come alone and unarmed." Loki raised his eyebrows and showed his hands.
"To what end?"
"To make you another proposition."
"So you're the one who let us into Asgard." Laufey realized.
"You're welcome." Loki smiled his sly smile.
"My men are dead and I have no casket. You are a deceiver." Laufey lashed out and grabbed Loki by his neck. To his surprise, Loki didn't even flinch.
"You have no idea who I'm." He grinned as Laufey and his guard watched in shock the blueness spreading on his face and down his neck.
"Hello, Father." As Laufey released him, his body turned back to normal.
"Ah, the bastard son. I thought Odin had killed you. That's what I would have done. He's as weak as you are." Laufey was trying to make Loki angry, but he was calm.
"No longer weak. I now rule Asgard, until Odin awakens. Perhaps you should not have so carelessly abandoned me." This made Laufe pause.
"Or perhaps it was the wisest choice I've ever made. I will hear you."
"I will conceal you and a handful of your soldiers, lead you into his chambers, and let you slay him where he lies. I'll keep the throne, and you will have the Casket." Loki proposed his bargain. Laufey was studying his face, trying to find something that would tell him if he is lying.
"Why would you do this?" he asked at last.
"When all is done, we will have permanent peace between our two worlds. The I, the bastard son, well have accomplished what Odin and Thor never could." Loki proudly said.
"This is a great day for Jotunheim. Asgard is finally ours."
"No. Asgard is mine. The rest of the Nine Realms will be yours if you do as you're told." Laufey was considering his proposition.
"I accept." he finally said. As he said that Loki turned to leave, a trace of smile unseen to others crossed his face.
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