Chapter 12: Trying to Understand
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She did what she was meant to do; Loki was now safe, if not perturbed by the fact that she had sent his brother to save him. However she knew she was in trouble, even with Thor now gone and out of her way she still had to worry about when he came back asking questions she was too afraid to answer. She had protected this secret from everyone she had ever known, not that that was many people. She first kept her secret from her grandfather, her mother wasn't around and she didn't even know who her father was.
If it wasn't for Jane she probably would be gone, faked her death and given herself a new identity. However with the sudden knowledge that her mother was SHIELD really put a damper on the idea as she was sure that the woman would be harder to fool, more so than anyone else.
Plus, Darcy really didn't want to be the person who will bring Brakebills out of the shadows. Not even Morgana had let it slip that there was a school that would hunt down young adults who would learn magic. It wasn't even like she was taught back ally magic, and yes that is a thing, she was taught by one of the most prestigious schools in the world. Quite honestly Darcy even wonders how she even graduated, she never took her studies seriously and those that don't usually either dies by miscalculation or fail and get their mind wiped.
However right now life was going as it usually would and Jane had yet to ask where Thor had gone as she was in the middle of calculations and Darcy could do anything.
So, she told Jane that she was tired and that she was going to take a nap. This was partially true but not fully, she needed to find out what happened to her and the only place she could think of that would help her was Brakebills. Darcy didn't like that she would have to go there again, the new dean wanted to have her write a paper on cellular manipulation and how it effects the body, and she hadn't even finished the basic theory for it let alone test it out but at the moment she was considered one of the far most leading experts and he wanted a paper.
Great guy.
Turns out being an alumnus was worth more than one would think, she had ransacked the library for anything to do with the Aether. The fact alone that she had graduated made the second years eye her with hope. She had even conned a couple of them to get her some food.
The information was found an hour later in a scroll and she had to translate from Iberian. She knew a bit about the Aether from a few of the Asgardian texts that she had read; she even knew that it was an infinity stone but nothing else about it. This scroll however went into more detail. Some texts had called it the fifth element. How it had a roll in science but she knew that what they were talking about was named for the power that had been locked away by Asgard, that is, till a couple of humans had found it.
But the scroll had said more. The Aether bent reality, twisting it to its own means. Its only purpose was to protect itself. It should have killed her, not do, whatever it did.
The human body uses roughly 100Wh, her BMR is 1395.1 meaning she uses around 67Wh at rest, significantly lower than average. However she used another energy that not everyone would be able to use. Scientists have means able to detect it for years; they just see Biophotons, just simply a low light that the naked eye cannot see that can carry information from one cell to the other. They do not completely understand the concept; some magicians from Brakebills had tried to understand the phenomenon that was what Darcy could understand as the bases to magic.
Magicians use this 'energy' as a way to do magic, there is a theory that everyone could use magic but after further study in the area Darcy had come to the understanding that this is simply not true, or else we would have Tony Stark, magician extraordinaire. Even with his intelligence Tony Stark still doesn't have the capability to use it. He could try for hours and years on end and not make a spark.
However she wasn't Tony Stark, she could do magic, she did magic to get out of the desert and she used magic to get to Brakebills.
Somehow, the Aether had bonded with her 'biophotons' she could feel it, and she still couldn't understand why she wasn't dead. She was life and her opposite reality would be that she should be dead. Matter should be dark matter and up would be down.
This wasn't something that she would be able to just simply work out; the mathematics alone would take her weeks to decipher. Going home wasn't going to help either, because as she rested her head on the pillow in her small room, she couldn't sleep. She was missing something and she couldn't pin point it.