1
Darcy got the first aid kit while I tried to examine the guy. I rolled him onto his back and studied him closely—he had gorgeous features, that much was obvious—but my main focus was making sure he wasn't fatally injured. But I had no idea how to tell if someone was fatally injured after getting hit by a car.
"He doesn't seem too beat up," I said, looking over at Jane. "Jane? Are you listening?"
"Where did he come from?" she asked, aiming a flashlight at the circle. "There was no one else here."
Sighing, I looked down at the man.
"We should at least take him to a hospital."
The man suddenly let out a gasp before looking up at me with very confused, and very bright, blue eyes. Jumping at his sudden movements, I let out a surprised yelp.
"Does he need CPR, because I totally know CPR," Darcy exclaimed.
The guy kept looking at me, his eyes looking a little glazed over and a slightly confused frown settling on his face. I tried opening my mouth to say something, but I couldn't find any words.
Letting out a groan, the guy stumbled to his feet. He started acting erratic, his hair hanging around his face, giving him a wild look.
"Hammer," he cried, his voice deep and accented. "Hammer!"
Darcy and I shared a look.
"Yeah, we can tell you're hammered," Darcy said. "It's pretty obvious."
The man kept stumbling around, seeming lost and out of place.
"Erik, we need to move quickly before this all changes," Jane said.
"Jane, we should take him to a hospital," Erik said.
"Selvig's right," I said. "This guy could have a concussion or something. He's not acting right."
The man kept stumbling around, looking up at the nighttime sky with an indescribable look on his face.
"Father!" he cried. "Heimdall! I know you can hear me—open the Bifröst!"
Jane looked at the man for a moment before focusing on the circle. "You take him to the hospital. I'll stay."
I threw my hands up in exasperation.
The man turned and looked at us for a moment, still looking disoriented. "You...what realm is this?" he asked. "Alfheim? Jotunheim?"
Darcy took out her taser and aimed it at the guy. I knew that even though Darcy was never really serious about things most of the time, she understood when things started getting out of hand.
"New Mexico," she said defensively.
"You dare threaten me?" the man exclaimed. "Thor? With so puny a..."
Darcy tasered the man before he could even finish talking.
It had taken a lot of effort to get the man into the back of Jane's van. Seriously, the man was pure muscle and needed three people just to lift half of him off the dirt. Once he was in the back of the van, Jane drove us to the hospital.
The man was still unconscious by the time he was admitted, which we were thankful for.
"Name?" the receptionist asked.
"He said it was Thor," I said.
"Your relationship to him?" she asked.
"We've never met him before," Jane put in.
"Until she hit him with a car," Darcy added.
"I grazed him. But she tasered him."
"Yes I did," Darcy said proudly.
We waited for about twenty minutes, unsure on really what to do. Were we supposed to just leave him in the hospital? For all we knew, he didn't have a car or a place to go. He was just...there.
"It'd probably be best if we called it a night," Erik said. He was right. We were exhausted; and it wasn't like that Thor guy was going anywhere. "We'll check in on him in the morning."
The next morning, Jane called all of us over to her place to discuss the info she had gathered from the night before. We were still a little frazzled from everything that happened, but Jane Foster seemed to be a bundle of energy—running around like the freaking Energizer bunny.
"You don't think this was just a magnetic storm, do you?" Selvig asked.
Jane was looking over some of the information on her computer, looking almost anxious as she tried to see what she could gather from what she collected.
"Look!" Jane pointed to the screen. "The lensing around the edges—it's the characteristic of an Einstein Rosen-Bridge."
"What?" Darcy and I asked—we weren't very equipped when it came to science-y stuff. Well, Darcy knew more than I did.
"I thought you were a science major," Selvig sighed.
"Political science," Darcy said.
"She was the only applicant," Jane brushed off.
"Seriously. What's an Einstein...bridge thing?" I asked.
"An Einstein Rosen-Bridge is a theoretical connection between two different points in space..." Selvig began.
"It's a wormhole," Jane interrupted.
Sighing, I ran a hand through my dark brown hair.
"I don't even understand why you bring me with you guys," I exclaimed, walking around Jane's apartment. "You guys know I don't understand your science-y stuff."
"You were always one for adventures, Zelda," Jane said, sounding a little dismissive.
Jane had posted pictures of the dust storm from the night before and had them tacked to her wall. Some of the pictures were showing the dust swirl with tendrils of lightning coming through; others were heat signature pictures. I couldn't really see anything out of the ordinary in the pictures, except the ones with the heat signatures seemed to show some weird shaped figure—it looked almost Human like.
"What's this?" I asked, pointing to the heat picture. Darcy walked over and took a look. "Doesn't it look almost like a person?"
"No way," she said.
"Are you serious?" I murmured.
Author's Note:
I hope this update was good enough. Seriously, I would love to hear what you guys have to say about these two chapters. It's always fun reading what reviewers have to say because you guys help make the stories better! Normally, I wouldn't update on days I go to school and work, but I had finished my homework and decided to try and post a new chapter! I hope it was good enough.
Unfortunately, I do not own 'Thor'. Anything in that movie belongs to Marvel. I own Zelda, any other characters I add to the story, and any fillers I put in.
In future updates, I will try and go into a little more depth when it comes to Zelda. I do have something in mind for her, but if you guys have suggestions, please leave a review!
Leave a helpful and kind review, please!
Thank you.
Susan Strong
