PRESENT DAY
"Another attack on Vanaheim?" Odin adjusted himself in his throne, gripping tightly on to his staff, "This is the second attack that happened in four years."
"We have it under control," the guard stayed kneeled in front of the throne, "The God of Thunder and the Warrior's Three came and took care of everything. We are in the process of cleaning up the damaged that was caused."
"Good," Odin leaned back in his seat and dismissed the guard, "You are dismissed." Odin rose up from his throne and started his way down the long corridors to a large balcony where another Asgardian awaited his arrival.
"Enchantress.." Odin approached the goddess as she overlooked the city, "Do you remember our agreement?"
"Which part?" Amora kept her eyes on the rainbow bridge, her fingers tapping against her hip, "The part where you wanted me to cause the attack on Vanaheim or the part where you threw out Odin to Midgard? You are a fool, Loki."
Odin's deep tone suddenly changed to Loki's smooth voice, "Do not try to play games, Amora. You do remember you are in my debt." He grabbed her face tightly in his hands, forcing her to look at him.
"As I recall, I was out of your debt when I brought you back on Svartalfheim and helped you cast out Odin." Amora yanked her face back and adjusted her green headdress, "You are technically in my debt now, Loki."
"Do not try to get yourself out of this one, Enchantress. I still require your assistance with getting rid of Thor. I'm sure with your black heart that wouldn't be a problem." Loki still stayed in Odin's form as he pointed his staff towards Amora. "I already know you told Thor about Odin. Now, give me a reason why I shouldn't just destroy you now."
"It won't be long til all of Asgard finds out that the real Allfather is gone. What of Thor? He will be out searching for Odin, leaving you as the only heir to the throne of Asgard." Amora walked over to him, getting inches away from his face, "I know what I am doing, Loki."
"Then once Thor gets to Midgard I want you to see that he fails and that his super friends do not interfere." He brushed passed her as he walked back into the palace, leaving Amora alone on the balcony again. She rolled her eyes in annoyance and started to head back into the palace just as she felt a huge force hold her up against the wall.
"Where is he?" Thor demanded, holding Amora's shoulder against the wall, "Tell me, Amora!"
"Midgard, of course." Amora smirked and placed her hand over his, lifting it off her bare shoulder, "I do not know where exactly he is on Midgard, but it should not be hard for the God of Thunder to figure out." Amora patted his armored chest and started to walk away before feeling him yank her back.
"Don't you lie to me, Amora!" Thor shook her shoulder a little, causing Amora to use all her might to push him back. "There is still good in you, Amora. I know there is and with your help-."
"I could torture you, son of Odin!" She hissed, pointing her finger at him, "I could do terrible things to you, but instead I tell you where your father is. Perhaps you should take your pain out on Loki." Amora snapped her fingers and vanished out of Thor's sight, reappearing in her headquarters. She took off her headdress and ran her fingers through her hair to get any tangles out. Amora poured herself a glass of mead before taking a seat in her lounge chair.
Amora rested her head back, feeling herself get torn between whether she should give in and help Thor find Odin or if she should continue helping Loki with his plans. She took another sip of mead as she remembered her time being on Midgard, which instantly triggered anger inside her. She felt a resentment towards the mortals and had no interest in making bonds with them after what happened over 70 years ago. Amora never moved on from her loss. When Amora learned about the Avengers and who the team consisted of, she instantly hated them and slowly planned a way to tear them apart.
Loki, in his natural form, barged in her room, wiping blood away from his nose as he clearly got punched by his brother, "He is heading to Midgard to retrieve Odin. We must act now, Enchantress."
"It is good to see you as YOU again," she chuckled softly and took another sip of her mead, "I have no desire going to Midgard."
"Just listen!" Loki paced around her room as Amora lounged in her chair, pouring some more mead into her glass, "I am to stop Thor from retrieving Odin since I know where the powerless old man is hiding. I need you to get rid of the Avengers so that they do not interfere with my plans."
"Didn't they already stop you by smashing you into the ground?" Amora laughed at the memory, "What makes you think I can stop them?" Amora crossed one leg over the other, feeling the mead start to kick in.
"Because you are very clever. I need you to keep them preoccupied by all means." Loki grabbed her drink out of her hand and chugged it down, "Besides, didn't you say you wanted get your revenge on Captain America?"
"Not so much revenge, but a form of repayment for what happened in the past." Amora's jaw tightened, "He couldn't save him. He couldn't save his best friend. Bullshit." She thought to herself before taking her glass back.
"I take it something happened when you were gone for so many years...I really don't care," Loki grabbed her by the neck and yanked her face towards him, "I want them out of sight, you hear?"
"Loud and clear, but what of the green monster?" Amora pushed herself back away from Loki and got up from her lounge chair, placing her headdress back on.
"That is taken care of already," Loki stormed out of the room, leaving Amora alone in her thoughts again. She immediately started planning what she could do to keep the Avenger's off of Thor's tracks. Amora smirked to herself and left her room.
"Executioner!" Amora called down the corridor. A large, muscular, figure came out of the shadows behind the columns, holding a large axe over his shoulder.
"What is it, my lady?" His voice was low and deep. Amora twirled a strand of hair around her fingers, motioning him to walk with her.
"We are about to have some fun, my pet." As they walked down the corridor Amora moved her hands in a rhythmic motion, causing green energy to swirl around them and teleport them to Midgard where they would begin their mission.
PARIS, FRANCE
The Enchantress looked down at the busy streets of Paris, planning on what she could do to lure the Avengers in. She found herself starting to get distracted with memories of the past, the last thing she needed before planning a surprise attack on the city of Paris.
"Skurge, my pet, do you know why I brought you here?" Amora stood on the edge of the building's roof, kicking a few rocks off of it with her heel.
"No, my lady. I do not." The Executioner approached her side and placed the axe on his back, "My guess is we are going to send chaos, yes?"
"More than that! We are going to have fun with these so-called Avengers." She tapped a finger to her chin as a smile appeared on her gorgeous face, "I know..." She brought her hand out in front of her, her palm facing down at the street. The Enchantress started mumbling some words in the Norse language when the ground below them started to shake. Civilians looked around and one by one started to panic. Amora focused harder before throwing her arm up, bringing up a whole street block. Goblins and trolls emerged from where the street was and started to destroy the streets of Paris.
"Now we wait," Amora placed her hands on her hips and tapped her heel to the ground as she watched the creatures terrorize the streets. She heard the screams of the civilians below and cars crash into each other. Havoc was indeed released.
"And if they do not come?" Skurge brought his axe of his back and held it tightly in his hands. "What if they do not come and the God of Thunder comes instead?"
"They will. If not, then we try harder. If we end up with Thor then I send them back to where they came from and we try again in a different location. I doubt we will be seeing the God of Thunder anytime soon." Amora felt herself start to get impatient as she watched the Paris police arrive and try to take on the creatures.
Amora was about to raise her hand again for a different spell when she heard a loud jet fly over her head. She felt her heart beat faster as she lowered down her hand, "They are here. Executioner, go have some fun." Amora pointed to the ground, in which the Executioner nodded and jumped down the 10 story building, landing right on his feet. Amora heard another noise above her head and looked up to see a huge object floating in the air. She teleported off the building and appeared a few blocks away where she could watch all the chaos unfold right in front of her.
"A pretty lady, watching the all the panic, who is not even panicking?!" Amora quickly turned around feeling an electrical bolt hit her right in the chest. She yelled and fell to the ground, her trembling hand felt an arrow on her chest that was sending electric bolts through her. She yanked it off and slowly got up.
"You are going to be really sorry you did that." Amora groaned and held up an energy shield to block more arrows, "I take it you are Hawkeye, or as Thor calls you 'Clint.' He talked very highly of you Avengers." Amora shot up her arm, causing green energy to bring up the street and knock Clint over.
"Another Asgardian? Shit." Hawkeye flipped himself back up and shot another arrow at Amora, which she blocked with another energy shield. "I can do this all day, but I would hate for the person behind you to attack you."
Amora quickly turned around and saw a man with mechanical wings dive in quickly, kicking her to the ground, and causing her headdress to fall off. Her hands curled into fists as she got up and disappeared. Amora reappeared inches away from the man that kicked her and blew him a quick kiss. His expression changed as her spell kicked in.
"Sam!" Clink yelled as he aimed another arrow to Amora's back.
"Kill him!" Amora hissed into Sam's ear.
"Anything for you, Enchantress." Sam jumped and attacked Clint, bringing out his guns to shoot. The two tossed around violently on the ground, aiming guns and arrows at each other. Amora chuckled to herself and vanished from the sight, knowing that was taken care of.
Amora saw Skurge take on a few other new faces: a man that was dressed like a big cat and another man that was growing and shrinking. She didn't want to get her hands dirty in that fight. She looked around, pleased with all the chaos she has caused. The trolls and giants were attacking buildings, as citizens hide inside them, while the Avengers were fighting the creatures, each other, and Skurge.
Amora saw a few figures run into an underground garage. She did not want anyone getting away that easily. She walked cautiously to the garage, fearing another surprise attack. Once she crept into the entrance of the garage, she could hear some voices echo in the distance.
"He is not stable!" One voice yelled.
"We have to get this situation under control," a familiar voice said, "Hold him here until I get back and if you have to lock him down then do it. We can't risk anything. Call me if anything happens."
"All of us can't hold him, especially now that he has is arm back," The voice responded.
"Like I said, lock him down if anything happens, agent."
"Yes, sir." The voice said in a worried tone.
Amora got in a defensive stance as the familiar figure came out of the of the dark, "Captain America," she clenched her hand in a fist, feeling all the memories come back. She didn't want them to come now, she had to focus. "It has been far too long."
"Amora?!" Steve looked at her with a look of shock on his face. "No! This can't be! Are you behind all this?"
"Perhaps. Nothing wrong with that, Captain." Amora looked at him like prey and noticed he didn't have his signature shield with him.
"Amora, this isn't you. You can stop this," Steve brought up his hands to show he meant no harm as he walked up to her, "I need to tell you something about Bucky."
"Shut up!" Amora screamed at the top of her lungs and shot a green bolt of energy at him, causing him to crash into the wall.
"I am not going to fight you Amora!" Steve stumbled to get up, "If you will just list-" Amora threw another bolt of energy at him, sending him to the ground. She felt her hands trembling with rage as she walked up to him, the green energy surrounding her hands.
"I will never listen to you!" She fought back tears as she brought her hand over his face when suddenly she heard screams from down the garage. Steve grabbed her ankle and pulled her foot towards him, sending her down to the floor.
Amora was about to kick him in the face when she saw him quickly get up and run over to where the screams came from. She heard gunfire and walls crumbling on the other side. "Shit," she thought as she got up ran down deeper into the garage, She ran as fast as she could when suddenly she felt a cold metal touch her neck and toss her against the concrete wall. Amora felt pain in her head and body as she hit the wall and then the ground. Amora squinted her eyes, trying to get her blurry vision back to normal as her head throbbed. She watched the black combat boots approach her and then felt the cold metal tighten around her neck again, picking her up easily and pinning her to the wall.
She gasped for air as the metal tightened, closing up her airways quickly. Amora felt herself panic as she felt they were strong, metal, fingers crushing her neck. She tried to pry them off, but could not find the strength to do it. Whoever this was, was too strong for her. She opened her eyes and immediately felt her heart drop as she looked the man right in his cold, blue, eyes.
"J-James?!"