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Chapter 2
Agent Maria Hill looked at the computer in the Helicarrier, trying to get over her confusion. " Director Fury, I think you should see this." she said, beckoning him over. Fury looked at the computer and shook his head in disbelief. " It can't be."
" I'm afraid so, sir." There, on the computer, were the same readings they had received when Thor had first come to Earth when Odin had banished him. If this was true, then it could be disastrous for the world if Loki had come back. " Agent Hill, this is to much for ordinary S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, nor is it Avenger rate of disaster. Get me Agents Barton and Romanoff at once." He ordered a younger S.H.I.E.L.D. agent.
" Yes sir!"
Jura stirred and moaned. Her back twinged painfully as she moved. She seemed to be lying on a patch of grass and trees were waving above her. Was she in Ellesmera, lying in one of her beloved pines? It would be a dream come true, especially after that portal...THE PORTAL! Obviously she was somewhere else in Alagaesia. Jura rolled on her side and tentatively reached out with her mind. Almost immediately, she sensed Lenora and some frightened birds and insects. Are you hurt? she asked anxiously.
I think I sprained my wing when we landed here.
Aye, but where is here? No matter, let me see your wing. Lenora rolled off her injured wing so Jura could examine it. Thank goodness that it's something I can heal easily, I don't think I could knit muscle and bone back together right now. " Waise heill!" she said. Lenora's sprained wing healed instantly. She nudged Jura with her snout. Are you hurt, Small one?
No, I'm fine. Wait, where's Istalri? she asked, concerned. Though it had not been made for her, it was her sword, and she loved it dearly.
Right over there, I do believe. Jura belted on her sword with a sigh of relief. She brushed her hair behind her ear and heard two gasps. She whirled toward a clump of trees, shoving with her outward with her mind.
Natasha gaped at the site before her and Clint. " Are you seeing this?" she asked her partner, anxious for conformation that she wasn't going crazy.
" Seeing, but still working on believing." he said. Natasha looked at the site before them again. It certainly was hard to believe. A purple dragon large enough to swallow a pig and a figure certainly not human. Her long brown hair fell in front of her face and she had medium brown skin. Slim and muscular, she wore strange clothes. A cloak and brown and green pants and shirt. The girl tossed her hair aside and the two master assassins gasped. Her ears were pointed! Their gasps cost them dearly. The girl had a keen sense of hearing, whoever she was. Clint and Natasha froze. Suddenly a pressure was on their minds. Clint shook it off first, grabbing an arrow and blindly shooting it at the girl who he was sure was responsible for the pressure. When he shot at the girl, she recoiled and the pressure vanished. Natasha slapped at Clint angrily. " You idiot! We were supposed figure out what was going on and if there were people,"
" Or Elves."
" Clint! If they were hostiles or not!" she finished, intending to smack him again, but a yell stopped her. " Garjzla!" A bolt of light shot from Jura's hand and sped toward them. Clint and Natasha dove to the side. " That hostile enough for you!" Clint yelled, firing arrows. Natasha started firing, but they bounced off the dragons scales in sparks and they fell a few feet from the elf. In the midst of firing, The elf climbed onto the dragons back and they flew away. Natasha spoke into her earpiece. " Director Fury, we have non-human hostiles in our midst."
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