"I'll be right there!" Fury ended the call. He rushed to a room.
"Hello, Fury. Nice to see you again!" a soft male voice carried out.
"Hello."
"I want to know where she is!"
"Who?"
"The princess, you numbskull! She was stolen by a human. We checked Asgard! Loki, Roan's father, stole her! He was my friend! Now, he's dead and can't tell me where! She's on Earth, Fury! And you can't hide her! We know she is where you are! We have heat signatures that prove she is there!" the king seethed.
"What does she look like?"
"Can you not tell? You are smarter than I thought!"
It went to static.
"We estimate in about thirty minutes they will attack. Are the helpers here?"
Roan, Magenta, and Mirando burst through the door.
"You could've called me! And save us time! (Cough!)" Magenta gasped.
"Sorry, I didn't know you guys were here."
"You Earth people are all the same! You don't realize anything!" Mirando said coldly.
"Oh, give her a break! You've been like this the whole morning!" Roan insisted.
"You disgust me!"
"I'm truly sorry, Mirando! Really! I'm really, really sorry!" Magenta apologized.
"Sure you are!"
"Settle your differences and shut up! The Kishi are coming in thirty minutes! We have to find the princess! She is somewhere here. I think. If we can't find her we'll just have to convince him that she is not here. Get out in the street and when they come, don't kill them, thwart them!" Fury ordered.
"Alright," Roan answered.
They walked out into the street.
"Look, I'm really sorry! How can I prove to you that I am? I mean, I've been saying sorry since this morning!" Magenta asked.
"Silence. Ten minutes has passed. We must wait," Mirando ignored her.
"Never would've realized that. Who wants to play the color game?" Roan asked.
"Me!" Magenta said.
"Green."
"Magenta."
"Blue."
"Purple."
"Red."
"Violet."
"Yellow."
"Lavender."
"Look!" Mirando interrupted.
A large ship's shadow covered part of the city.
"I'll go on the ship! Defend the city. I might not come back, but who cares? Bye!" Magenta jumped on the ship and tried to make her way into the interior.
Other tiny ships ascended down into the city. One stopped and came towards the Asgardians. A person came out.
"I thought you were dead, Loki. Anyway, you know where the princess is! That's why you are here, right? To get her!" the kishi said.
"No, I am Loki's son and no we do not know where she is. Sorry. What does she look like?" Roan asked.
"Oh, you'll recognize her when you see her!"
"How will we recognize her?" Mirando inquired.
"Our leader is of royal blood. He has purple fire for he is our leader. You'll recognize the princess when you see her!"
The kishi sped away.
"Magenta is the- we have to get her!" Mirando pieced together.
On the ship...
Okay. How do I do this again? Oh yeah! Knock them out! Got it!
Magenta came to the first guard.
"What are you doing here? We have a stowaway!" the guard yelled.
She kicked him in the head. Others came. She flipped and used the knocked out man to take them all out.
"He was heavy, Fury. Strength!" Magenta smiled. Then she comprehended what the guard said. Stowaway? What? Maybe he had bad eyesight...
She found the control room. A pilot and the leader was there. She could tell by the long white robe.
She coughed. They turned around. "Keep your eyes in front of you! I will handle this!" the leader ordered. The pilot obeyed.
"Stowaway... how did you get in here? You must be very talented. Show me..." the kishi king demanded.
"I'm not a stowaway! I'm from Earth! Why do you think the princess is here?" Magenta inquired with a fake straight face. She was afraid.
"I'm sorry to tell you, but if you were from Earth as your brilliant excuse tells me, you would be dead. We decided not to put oxygen in the ship after all! You can't make fire without oxygen!" the king corrects.
"Then why am I not dead? I can make fire... but I'm from Earth... my mother..." Magenta looked confused.
"Put the oxygen on. See if what she says is true," the king orders the pilot.
Magenta ignites her hand. The king's eyes widen.
"You have purple flames like me... Magenta?" King Koxir asked.
"Huh? How do you know my name?"
"Is your mother, ah, Ms. Munroe?"
"Yes! How do you-"
"Listen. My queen, Queen Jade, had you, but died in the process. Loki came to wish his regards and took you. He hid you on Earth just as we suspected, but we checked the less obvious places first. He probably meant it as a cruel joke. He died and I gave him my best regards. We checked Asgard and realized we had wasted our time. You were on Earth."
"You are my father?"
"Yes. Now, this is a decision for you to make. And we get good reception so if Earth is in trouble, you can help out. Do you want to go back to your homeland or stay here? Your Asgard friends may visit us and if you would like to go there to visit they may pick you up."
"I want to go home. But I need to tell my friends."
King Koxir smiled.
She ran to where Mirando and Roan were dueling some kishi.
"Guys, we don't know where she is now! We'll tell you when she comes back!" Mirando commented.
"That makes no sense at all, Mirando! Of course we'll know when she comes back because she'll be back!" Roan told him, dodging a near miss to the head.
"Hi, I'm Princess Magenta! How may I help you?"
"Magenta! You survived!" Roan exclaimed hugging her. She looked at Mirando. She walked over and hugged him. "I'm sorry for being such a jerk," he whispered. She smiled and nodded.
"Princess." The kishi bowed.
"Get up! No need to bow! Go back to your homeland, orders from Father."
The kishi nodded and hopped into their ships.
"Guess what? I'm a princess. You guys can visit me and I can visit you guys if you pick me up!" Magenta informed excited.
"Well, I guess this means that everyone won today," Roan put in.
"Apparently so," Mirando agreed.