The second that I saw the ancient corpse on the table, I knew that I had to dive right into my job. Diving right into it, however, wasn't the best idea in the clothes that I was wearing at the moment. It was time to go from professional to actually useful, and I quickly dodged into the bathroom in order to get changed.
I brought my bag into the bathroom, pulling my clothes off and getting out my 'touching ancient dead things' clothes. This basically consisted of jeans, a loose black shirt and black converses. I also put on a medical hair net, put on scrubs and put a mask over my mouth. There was no way that any piece of dead was going to be touching a piece of my actual skin. Sliding on latex gloves, I walked back into the room and turned on the computers that surrounded the room.
My immediate reaction to the body that was lying before me on the table was that it was way too large for me to properly grass. Using the computers I was able to determine the exact height. He was nine foot eight inches; which is ridiculously tall for someone in our days. The tallest person that has been confirmed is only eight feet tall; not nearly teen feet. But for someone that lived the thousands of years ago that he was in, it would be unheard of for someone that tall to even exist.
As I expected for an Egyptian mummy, despite the fact that it didn't have the wrappings around it, the corpse had been kept out of any harsh elements that would have caused it to decompose faster. So while the skin wasn't exactly there, what I had in front of me was a dried out corpse with muscles and the intestines that weren't pulled out. That is, if they even decided to do the general burial rights.
The second thing that freaked me out a little bit was that the entire body wasn't the shade of brown that I had expected that it would be. Corpses this old were always a shade of brown, no matter if it has been protected from all of the elements. But this one, the skin was as white as a sheet of paper. I was unsure if albinism would have this much of an effect on the corpse as this.
But I decided that I could take more time on that later, because right now it was time to move on with my initial intake.
I made my way up to his face, letting out a sigh as I looked down at him. He probably wasn't the most beautiful guy in the Egyptian desert, but he was probably the best specimen I had seen. As would be expected, all the hair was complete void on top of its head and on its face. All the skin was tightly pulled against his bones and his eyelids were sunken in from the lack of eyes.
The second that I pulled up the startling amount of lips that he had, I knew that there was no way that this guy was from the times of the Egyptians. Back then, it was common that bakers would bake the bread with rocks inside of them. Because of this, it was pretty common that the people had broken and pretty bad teeth all together.
But the corpse, his teeth were practically perfect, despite the fact that they seemed a little sharper than the average set of teeth.
I reached out and took the digital camera that I had in my bag, holding it in my left hand and opening his lips open once again with my fingers. I took a picture of the teeth that puzzled me so much. Letting go of his lips, I stepped back and took a picture of his entire body. Going over his body, I took pictures of every piece of his body, making sure that I got everything so I could go back to that after I finished my autopsy on the body.
There was no doubt about it, this was one bizarre body and there was no way that he was from Egypt in the time that they say he would have been in. He looked way to physically fit to have done anything in that time. If he was a royal, his teeth would have been royally screwed up. If he was a commoner, then he would have had some serious body problems. Twisted body parts would be pretty normal.
But he had neither of these things.
To spare everyone with the details of the exact thing that I did next; but I ended up opening his skull so that I could see if he was still in possession of his brains. I'll admit that I freaked out a little bit when the top of the skull was removed, having to place down the top and grabbing my camera quickly. There was something in there, but I wasn't entirely sure if it was a brain or not.
Even in my weirdest of dreams, I could not have imagined up what was inside of this man's skull. It had the basic shape of a brain, as in it sat in the skull the same way that a regular human's brain would sit in a skull. But it was a pale green color, which wasn't at all normal; and it had growths all over. But it wasn't tumors; they looked more like tiny tentacles for lack of a better word.
I took roughly five pictures of the inside of the skull, trying to wrap my mind around what I was seeing right in front of me. Once I was done, I placed the top of the skull back onto the head and leaned back against the table that was behind me. This was absolutely unbelievable.
There was some doubt in my mind that this hadn't been discovered before, because if anything S.H.I.E.L.D. was generally pretty good at keeping their secrets. That detail mattered very little to me; I had pictures that showed what I was seeing for when I woke up tomorrow. That is, if I went to bed at all tonight; I had an entire torso to go through and discover still.
I turned around as I heard the door opened, fixing the front of my scrubs when I saw who was coming inside. Tony and Bruce came in, and I was fairly sure that they were there to show whose turf it was.
"So, what do you think about the Giant?" Tony asked, making his way right over to the body that was lying on the large tables. Bruce sent me an apologetic look when Tony came in; it was clearly not his idea.
"I don't know. I'm kind of confused on basically everything about him. Nothing adds up." I said, raising my hands up and shrugging a little bit. I wasn't going to tell him exactly what I had found, because that was my own thing and I really didn't want to share all that information.
"So you don't know what you're doing?" Tony asked, making Bruce tense up as he looked over the monster that was lying on the table between us.
"I know what I'm doing; it's just that this is a fairly unusual case." I said, trying not to sigh as I looked at them. I wasn't entirely enjoying the moment that I was having with them.
But at that moment, I was saved as Nick Fury came into the room, looking all business and looking not at all happy to see that Tony and Bruce were in there. It appeared that he had given them direct orders to leave me alone, and obviously they hadn't done that. He didn't really say anything; they just took the hint and made their way out of the lab.
"Well, Miss King, what you have you discovered about him?" Director Fury said all business as he looked down at the corpse on the table in front of us.
"Are you absolutely sure that this is the corpse that you found in the pyramid?" I asked, because that was something that I absolutely needed to know before I give my assessment on what I had so far.
Director Fury gave me a look that clearly said that 'Of course it is, you fuckwit'. But instead, he just said this; "Yes."
Letting out a sigh I moved closer to the head of the corpse. "There is no way that this is an Egyptian of this time, and judging by what it has in its head; I'm not even sure if it's a human."
We stood there in silence, looking down at the body that was placed in front of me. He gave me a swift nod and left me to continue on with my work.
Author's Note
I promise that there will be lots of Thor in the next chapter to make up for the lack of him in the past two.
