Author's note: Here's the next chapter, I hope to finish Thor soon like maybe this chapter or next chapter so I could move on to "The Avengers" but who knows. I don't own any of the Marvel movies.
Thor pt 7:
Everyone was sitting still for a little bit too shocked about what they just saw to say anything. What was even more surprising was Loki was sitting there looking down blankly and Thor was bawling his eyes out.
Jane got up to comfort him, and after a few seconds he calmed down enough to turn around facing Loki and hugged him saying, "Being what you are does not make you a monster, Loki."
This was surprising to Loki since he didn't react at first but after a few seconds he seethed with anger. He kicked his leg hitting Thor's shin yelling, "Let me go you big oaf!"
Thor lets go and him and Loki go silent, Jane goes back to her seat so she doesn't get in the middle of a sibling fight.
Natasha looks at Loki and asked, "So when you said to me during my interrogation towards you, that we brought the monster, did you mean yourself, Hulk or both of you?"
Loki looks at her with upset eyes, "Does it even matter anymore?"
"Hey Thor?" Steve starts, "Why did your father collapse?"
"There's times when my father has to go into the Odinsleep because his powers as the Allfather need to be recharged every so often. My father will fall into a deep sleep for a time period that has varied for a few hours to a fortnight, leaving his body to be vulnerable. He was putting the Odinsleep off until after my coronation, but then with the threat of war he continued to preserve against the need until his body enforced it."
"You know, the timing was very awful." Darcy says.
"Yes, my father was not able to give Loki a proper explanation and what his place in our family was." Thor solemnly
Everyone just sat in silence for a few more minutes noticing how depressed Loki looked before they started the movie back up again.
A diner on a street corner was shown Jane's voice asking, "How'd you get inside that cloud?" as Thor speared several pieces of pancake and shoveled them into his mouth.
"Also, how could you eat an entire box of Poptarts and still be this hungry?" Darcy added as she watched him eat in awe. Erik stared at him from his other side as Thor peered into his coffee mug before finishing the beverage while still chewing. Jane was leaning forward opposite him, elbows on the table, awaiting an answer to her question as Thor now considered the empty mug.
"This drink, I like it," he stated through a mouthful of pancakes.
"I know, that's great right-"Darcy contributed.
"Another!" he shouted, throwing it to the floor as the two women screamed and all the occupants of the establishment stared. Thor's expression was nonchalant.
Everyone (except Loki) started laughing much to Thor, Darcy and Jane's embarrassment, while Erik shook his head.
A waitress behind the counter peered over her glasses at the commotion as Darcy directed her astonished gaze onto Jane in search of commiseration at the behavior. "Sorry, Izzy – little accident," Jane covered, crouching down to pick up the larger pieces of ceramic to Thor's confused stare.
Jane stood and asked in disbelief, "What was that?" as another waitress came over to sweep up the remaining shards.
"It was delicious. I want another," he defended simply.
"Well you could have just said so," she fought, retaking her seat.
"I just did," Thor chortled.
"No, I mean, ask – nicely."
"I meant no disrespect," he implored.
"Alright, well no more smashing. Deal?"
He leaned back and considered her thoughtfully for a second before vowing, "You have my word."
"Good," Jane said with a nod as a couple men entered the diner through the entrance behind her, a bell ringing as they greeted a couple at a booth they passed. Darcy glanced between her and Thor at the oath as one of the men's voices carried from the counter his request of "the usual please, Izzy."
As the three traded awkward glances as Thor continued eating, the other man continued to the waitress, "You missed all the excitement out at the crater. Saying some kind of satellite landed out in the desert-"
Jane turned to face the men's backs as the conversation resumed, Erik eavesdropping as well, "Yeah, we were having a good time with it – until the feds showed up."
"Scuse me, did you say there was a satellite crash?" Jane interrupted
They turned to face her as one of them answered, "Yeah."
Thor remained concentrated on his breakfast as Darcy finally gave in and said to him, "Oh my god, this is going on Facebook." She held up her phone and raised the camera, issuing a "smile!" as it clicked to capture his face. He kept eating as Jane turned to cast her an astounded look.
"What did it look like? The satellite," Erik queried.
"Well," he began with a scoff, "I don't know anything about satellites – but it was heavy. I mean, nobody could lift it." This caught Thor's attention and he smiled, standing to approach them as they turned to drink their coffee. "They said it was radioactive. I had my hands all over it." He said to the other, the waitress warily watching Thor drew closer from behind the counter.
"Which way?" Thor demanded as he grabbed the man who was speaking by the shoulders.
"Oh, uh," he stuttered, casting his eyes between his friend and Thor's determined gaze, "fifty miles west of here."
Thor turned to exit the diner, the other man calling, "Well I wouldn't waste my time – looked like the whole army was coming when we left." Jane, Erik, and Darcy hurried to follow him out.
"Well aren't you in a hurry." Tony says.
"I wanted to get back my hammer." Thor defended with Loki rolling his eyes still having a depressed look on his face.
The tires of the car turning at the intersection screeched as it was forced to break abruptly. Thor having walked, absentmindedly down the street. The driver shouted (a mean word) as Thor paused in the middle of the intersection to look up into the sky to find his bearing, another car honking and swerving into a left turn to avoid hitting him.
"Where are you going?" Jane asked as she ran to him.
Fifty miles west of here," he answered as he walked westerly.
"Why?"
"To get what belongs to me." Thor clarified.
"Well, whatever it is the government seems to think it's theirs so…You just intend to go in there and take it?"
"Yes," he answered, coming to a halt and facing her. He stated plainly, "If you take me there now, I'll tell you everything you wish to know.
"Everything?" she repeated, her notebook grasped tightly in her hands.
"Yes, all the answers you seek will be yours once I reclaim Mjolnir."
"Myew-myew? What's myew-myew?" Darcy questioned, attempting to imitate the term he had used.
Tony laughs at how Darcy tries to say the name of Thor's hammer. He stops when Natasha elbows him.
Erik gaped at him for a moment before stepping off to the side, "Can I have a word, Jane?" Darcy and Jane travelled the short distance to where Erik stood watching Thor with distrust. "Please don't do this."
"You saw what I saw last night. This is no coincidence – we have to find out what's in that crater."
"But I'm not talking about the crater," Erik said, looking back again at Thor, "I'm talking about him."
Jane protested giddily, "But he's promising us answers-"
"He's delusional. Listen to what he's saying – he's talking about Mjolnir and Thor and Bifrost. It's the stories I grew up with as a child."
"I'm just gonna drive him – that's it," she begged.
"He's dangerous, Jane," he asserted.
"I'm so very sorry that I didn't trust you then." Erik apologizes to Thor who smiles.
"It's quit alright friend. I understand why you didn't." Thor says.
"You're good at forgiving people Point Break." Tony says.
"Well Man of Iron when you have a younger brother who pulls pranks on you all the time you learn to forgive easily." Thor smiles looking over to the depressed Loki who's slumping in his chair.
She mulled over the decision for a few moments, casting her eyes to Thor before returning them to Erik, then sighed and walked back over to Thor in resignation. "I'm sorry," she began, "but I can't take you."
"Then this is where we say goodbye," Thor announced, reaching forward and grabbing her hand to her wary bewilderment. He looked into her eyes as he pressed his lips to her knuckles; she laughed and grinned at the uncharacteristic send-off.
"Uh, thank you?" she giggled in confused reply.
"Jane Foster, Erik Selvig, Darcy," he addressed, "farewell." He gave a shallow in parting, Darcy and Erik hesitantly attempting a curtsy and bow in return.
"Alright," Erik said, shifting awkwardly before turning and leading the two women off, "back to work." Jane paused and looked back at Thor before walking away.
Turning the corner and ambling down the sidewalk, they stop at the sound of a honk as a black pick-up truck drives past them. At the sight of the multitude of machinery carefully arranged in the box, Jane runs up to the vehicle uttering a brief "hey!" before it drives off. "That's my stuff!" The three stand in shock on the road before they turn to run to the building they had been set up in.
A couple of agents in suits are emptying their trailer into a black SUV in the lot outside as the dash into the building, Jane yelling in affront, "What the hell is going on here?"
"Miss Foster, I'm Agent Coulson with SHIELD-" he greeted, before being cut off.
"Is that supposed to mean something to me?" she countered as Erik's eyes widened at the name of the group and he rushed to her side. "You can't do this!"
"Jane," Erik hushed. "Jane, this is a lot more serious than I realized. Let it go," he pleaded, glancing back at Agent Coulson's passive smile.
"Hey I'm not the only one that thinks Coulson's smile was creepy!" Tony points out happily.
"What do mean by was?" Jane asked.
"It's not our concern right now." Fury states.
"Let it go? This is my life," Jane objected as she continued on towards the other agents who were confiscating her science instruments.
"We're investigating a security threat," Agent Coulson explained to Jane's incredulity. "We need to appropriate your records and all your atmospheric data."
"By 'appropriate' do you mean steal?" she snarled as she tried to move past one of the agents loading a van to her paperwork. She was held away.
"Here – this should more than compensate you for your trouble," he offered, offering a check.
Jane ripped it out of his fingers and clenched it in her hand as she argued, "I can't just buy replacements at Radio Shack – I made most of this equipment myself."
"And I'm sure you can do it again."
"And I'm sure I can sue you for violating my constitutional rights!"
"I'm sorry Miss Foster, but we're the good guys," Agent Coulson defended.
"So are we! I-I, I'm on the verge of understanding something e-extraordinary – and everything I know about this phenomenon is either in this lab, or in this book," he cast a sharp look to another agent, "and you can't just take this away-" The journal she had held in her hand and had been gesturing with was taken from her and piled into the vehicle along with everything else, despite her outraged 'hey!' and her lunge to retrieve it.
"Hey, Jane – easy, easy!" Erik shouted at the agent forcing her away, gently pulling her back from the van himself. Darcy and he comforted her between them as the vehicles were locked up and piled into, Agent Coulson saying.
"Thank you for your cooperation," with a nod of acknowledgement before he joined the other agents in their departure. They stared, breathing heavily in dismay, as the black SUV's and vans pulled away.
"Wow, what bullies you guys were." Tony says looking at Fury who glares at him. This making Darcy laugh a little bit.
The inside of the building appeared much larger without the clutter of machinery and papers strewn about, the open doors allowing the desert air clear passage through the rooms. Erik, Darcy, and Jane sat dejected on the roof with their feet hanging over the edge, wind tousling their hair and clothing, Jane says, "Years of research – gone."
"They even took my iPod," Darcy mumbled.
"What about the backups?" Erik asked hopefully.
"They took the backups. They took the backups of our backups. They were extremely thorough," Jane explained.
"Just downloaded like thirty songs onto there-"
"Could you please stop with your iPod," Jane bid, "Who are these people?"
"I knew this scientist," Erik began, "a pioneer in gamma radiation, SHIELD showed up and, um….he wasn't heard from ever again."
When that was said the team looked at Fury suspiciously for a moment before turning their eyes back to the screen.
"They're not gonna do that to us," Jane insisted. "I'm gonna get everything back."
"I'm not-Please," he said halting any further action. "Let me contact one of my colleagues – he's had some dealings with these people before. I'll email him and maybe he can help…"
"They took your laptop too," Darcy said, They all stared out into the vast desert, thinking of the lost of their technology.
Tony sighed, "Taking people's electronics….that should be criminal."
"Yes we all know how much you like tech." Natasha says.
"Well my tech are my babies, all of them have A.I's, and besides we all have a thing for our technology well except for Capcicle here he'll catch up to the rest of us in no time." Tony says back to her.
Steve sends Tony a glare at the whole tech mentioning.
The many metal buildings and structures of Asgard glimmered in the golden light of dusk through the open floor to ceiling window high up in the palace, the doors sliding closed silently to shut off the room from the outside world. The Allfather slept with his prone form covered in a heavy fur blanket as he lay in the center of a golden framed bed, headboard peaking upward at both sides as if in mimicry of horns and the foot curving and narrowing like the prow of a ship. The Queen and Loki sat on either side of the head of the bed watching him in silence, until she quietly admitted to him in reference to his adoption.
"I asked him to be honest with you from the beginning. There should be no secrets in a family."
"So why did he lie?"
"He kept the truth from you so that you would never feel different." Loki stared at her with an unwavering, steely gaze, appearing to not accept the excuse, "You are our son, Loki, and we your family – you must know that," she implored. He adverted his eyes from hers and looked down at Odin.
"You can speak to him," she prompted. "He can see and hear us even now."
He dismissed her suggestion and asked, "How long will it last?"
"I don't know," she murmured, "this time it's different – we were unprepared."
"I never get used to seeing him like this," Loki confessed. "The most powerful being in the Nine Realms….lying helpless – until his body is restored."
"That sounded like really creepy foreshadowing right there." Darcy says shivering slightly.
"What are you planning now?" Clint asks glaring towards Loki.
Loki looks at him pursing his lips looked like he was going to say something, but instead looked down.
"I'm sure we'll find out what my broth- Loki is planning soon, friend Barton." Thor says.
"He's put it off for so long now that I fear-" Frigga cut herself off, allowing her worry to remain unspoken as she reached to hold her husband's hand. She looked up at him and continued, "You're a good son. We mustn't lose hope that your father will return to us – and your brother."
Loki's head tilted minutely in confusion as he queried skeptically. "What hope is there for Thor?"
"There's always a purpose to everything your father does," she explained patiently. "Thor may yet find a way home."
Loki cast his eyes down in contemplation of the event affirmed through her faith and then stood. He lingered by the Allfather's bedside for a moment before turning to walk out of the room, past a perch upon which a crow was settled. Circling the foot of the bed, Loki's gaze sharpened and flew to the tall double doors of the room in alarm as they rattled. They were pulled open to reveal a row of half a dozen of Odin's, fully armored, elite guards, who immediately upon seeing him shouted and pounded their fists against their chests as they fell to one knee. Loki's eyes shifted back and forth to take in the scene, his expression stunned. A man walked in front of the soldiers to the doorway, robed in gold, and turned to face him, Gungnir held carefully in his arms.
"I would like to say now that what I think is happening is not a good idea. Just saying." Tony says looking towards Thor and Loki.
The others roll their eyes but nod their heads not liking what was happening on the screen.
The man ambled forward as Frigga looked on, coming to kneel before him. Loki stared down at the offered spear for a few seconds before meeting the man's eyes with brows furrowed in question. He turned to face his mother in mystification at the situation, and she enlightened him,
"Thor is banished. The line of succession falls to you, until Odin awakens. Asgard is yours." She sat determined and proud, waiting for him to seize his right. Loki's jaw had slackened slightly in amazement at the opportunity, turning once again to fully take in the heft of Gungnir and the title assigned to it. It was held to him once more as he regarded it with his chin raised, reverently lifting it with his hands to the echoing caws of the crow.
The man bowed and stepped back under Loki's stare as Frigga nodded and encouraged, "Make your father proud." He pivoted to face her, Gungnir grasped in his hands and a smirk pulling at his lips as she finished, "My King," to the continued caws.
"Something really bad is going to happen." Steve stated.
"You mean Ominous." Tony says.
"Well a crow was cawing when he was pronounced as king." Darcy says.
The clacking of a keyboard was amplified by the silence of the space, Erik typing in front of a monitor atop a desk surrounded by bookcases and shelved trolleys jammed with an assortment of reading material. A woman lingered by the shelving nearby as he finished, sliding his chair backward as he clicked the mouse so to close the supposed window that he had been composing an email in.
He stood and began to leave the small library, but turned back and idly pulled out a small hardcover, 'The Giant Slayer,' from the top of a cart full of novels yet to be sorted. Paging through it, he once again paused and reached down to lift a larger book into his hands, 'Myths and Legends from Around the World,' as he placed the other back. With a smile he flipped through the mass by Anneka Sunden, coming to a stop at a page titled 'Bifrost' and skimming the material he had grown up with.
Bifrost
The Rainbow Bridge to Asgard
The Rainbow Bridge connected Asgard to the other lower realms of yggdrasil below the clouds. The bridge was a protected gateway that prevented intruders such as Jotuns or Trolls from entering into Asgard because the red of the bridge was glowing fire that would burn their feet. The bridge's protection allowed the Gods time from other matters instead of constantly defending Asgard. Odin appointed Heimdall as watchman of the Bridge because he would be able to warn all if an enemy tried to sneak into Asgard.
He chuckled and turned to another pair of pages:
Thursday: Thor's Day
Thursday was named after the Norse God of Thunder. Thor corresponded to Jupiter, and thus, his name was given to the Roman "Dies Jovis," the day of Jupiter. When other tribes replaced the name Jupiter with Thor, Thorsdaeg – or in English, Thursday – became the name of the fifth day of the week. Thor was also identified with Donar, the tunder god of Teutonic mythology. His name survives in the English weekday name Thurday, Donnerstag in German, Donderdag in Dutch.
He closed the book with a scoff and sigh.
Jane sat with her truck idling, eyes searching the people meandering the sidewalks before she furrowed her brow and leaned forward at the sight of Thor walking up to the Pet Palace across the street. He entered to the yips of puppies and squawks of birds, demanding, "I need a horse."
Some of the people in the room chuckled at that request with Thor smiling slightly.
The cashier looked up at him with his eyebrows drawn beneath his curled afro, and seeing that he appeared serious answered slowly, "We don't have horses – just dogs, cats, birds-"
Then give me one of those large enough to ride," Thor corrected.
A few people cracked up at that.
Jane honked as she pulled the truck up outside the store, pushing back the window so to ask him, "Hey, you still need a lift?" Thor turned at her voice and walked to her, 'Kyle' staring after him in puzzlement.
The two were driving out in the desert, engine thrumming in the stillness of the environment as Jane confessed, "I've never done anything like this before." Thor turned to face her in acknowledgement of her phrase before facing forward again with a smile, Jane flicking her gaze to him a couple of times before she asked, "Have you ever done anything like this before?"
He nodded and answered, "Many times." He looked to her again and assured, "But you're brave to do it."
"Well they just stole my entire life's work – don't really have much left to lose."
"Ah, but you're clever-"
"-hm, thanks-"
"-far more clever than anyone else in this realm."
"Realm? Realm?" she repeated, shaking her head at the archaic term.
"You think me strange," Thor stated, bemused.
"Yeah I do," she admitted with a grin."
"Good strange, or bad strange?"
"I'm not quite sure yet," she divulged teasingly, facing him for a few seconds too long and causing the truck to skid along the rough dirt on the left side of the road. She swerved back onto the road as they both laughed, her managing an apology amidst her chuckles.
There were a few moments of silence as they darted glances at each other, before Jane composed herself and asked earnestly, "But who are you-" Thor's lips parted slightly, but then closed again without answering. She finished, "-really?"
He gathered a smile and said, "You'll see soon enough."
"You promised me answers," she reminded.
He stared at her before disclosing, "What you seek – it's a bridge."
"Like-like an Einstein-Rosen Bridge?"
"More like a Rainbow Bridge."
She gaped and shook her head, returning her concentration to driving as she muttered, "God I hope you're not crazy."
The colors of the Rainbow Bridge shone underneath the twilight skies with the towering palace reaching for the stars, as inside the Warriors' Three and Sif climbed a few rows of steps. Their heads were bowed and their right hands fisted over their breasts in deference, Sif starting, "Allfather, we must speak with you urgently." They all paused and stood still in shock at the sight of the figure seated.
Loki was lounging in the intricate golden throne, armor and horned helmet donned and Gungnir held erect in his left hand, a guard at the base of either side of the dais. The four lowered their arms and took in his position with various degrees of confusion and he addressed, "My friends."
"Where's Odin?" Fandral asked, their postures slackening as they approached.
"Father has fallen into the Odinsleep," he explained with downcast eyes that shifted from side to side. He confessed, "Mother fears he may never awaken again."
"We would speak with her?" Sif says.
"She has refused to leave my father's bedside." The four halted in a line in front of him. "You can bring your urgent matter to me," he instructed, laying a hand over his chest. His expression became steely with resolve as he leisurely stood, green cape hanging from his shoulders, lightly rapping the end of Gungnir against the floor as he finished with his new title to them: "Your King."
There was a light gasp from one of them; all of their faces displayed shock and surprise; Fandral looked to the others, overwhelmed. Despite their thoughts on the matter, they raised and held their fists over their hearts again in featly as they each fell to one knee to gaze up at him, "My King," Sif began, "we would ask that you end Thor's banishment."
Loki tilted his head slightly and narrowed his eyes, letting escape a patronizing huff as he stared to descend the steps from the throne. He rationalized, "My first command cannot be to undo the Allfather's last," as he walked, "We're on the brink of war with Jotunheim – our people need a sense of continuity in order to feel safe in these difficult times." Hogan cast an assessing look over to Volstagg as Sif began to glare towards Loki from his other side as he continued, "All of us must stand together. For the good of Asgard."
"Now we know why you're called Silvertongue." Bruce states looking towards Loki.
Everyone else looks at Loki and then back at the screen.
He looked down at them, the horns of his helmet thrust forward aggressively, as he stood. Sif surged to her feet to move against him, but Fandral and Hogan reached forward to each grab an arm to prevent any further action. "Yes, of course," Fandral says with a smile, but his eyes were pinched at the corners.
"Good, then you will wait for my word."
"If I may," Volstagg started, Loki's fierce stare diverted to him, "uh, beg to indulgence of your Majesty, t-to perhaps reconsider-"
"We're done," he said defiantly. The Warriors' Three and Sif stared at him in disbelief for a moment before getting to their feet and lowering their arms. They turned and filled out one by one, Sif left watching him intently. Loki angled his torso forward slightly as if the stifle the challenge in her eyes and her lips twitched at one corner in a small smirk before she turned and exited the hall as well.
"They must be planning to go against him." Clint says.
"Could they even do that? I mean he is King." Steve says.
"It's possible, but we'll have to see." Natasha says.
The trucks rear lights glowed red in the dark of night while its headlights illuminated the well-worn dirt ahead, the vehicle cresting a hill to observe SHIELD's work within the crater. At the center was a cubic structure that had covered tunnels winding away to buildings on either side. Trucks patrolled the area well-lit with six tall, monolithic spotlights, the entire square surrounded by monitored fences. Parked outside the fencing were a dozen trucks and campers neatly concentrated in one space for the numerous agents assigned to the task.
Everyone that was not SHIELD agents looked in admiration at the scene.
There were agents securing the higher floors of the central structure while a few scientists circled Mjolnir with cameras and energy-reading instruments.
"That's no satellite crash," Jane observed, astounded. "They would've hauled the wreckage away – they wouldn't build a city around it." She was lying on her stomach peering through a pair of binoculars at the formation as Thor crouched beside her.
"You're going to need this," he stated while tugging off his coat, eyes never wavering from their target.
"What?" she asked, turning to look up at him as he meticulously arranged the article of clothing over her shoulders. "Wait, why?" A faint rumble of thunder was heard and they cast their eyes skyward for a second, Thor laughing lightly.
"Stay here," he commanded. "Once I have Mjolnir I will return the items they've stolen from you. Deal?"
She stared at him before stating, "No. Look what's down there-" She pointed to the site before whipping back around to face him. "You think you're just going to walk in, grab our stuff, and walk out?"
"No, I'm going to fly out," he explained, starting over the crest of the hill while staying crouched low to the ground. Jane gaped at his back as lighting streaked across the dark clouds above, thunder crashing.
One of the monitors displaying vivid screen shots of Mjolnir through various lenses began to glitch, an agent's cell phone beginning to malfunction as well as he tapped the touch screen in annoyance.
"Sir, feed from the keyhole can barely penetrate the cloud cover," an agent informed, adjusting the settings on the analyzing beams. "Tech's barely working as it is with all the interference that thing's giving off." An older agent approached to survey the screen as the image was replaced with one displaying two dozen plane symbols, one colored in red and evidently flying towards their 'event zone'. He reported, "And we've got a commercial aircraft coming right over: Southwest Airlines, flight 5434."
"Reroute it like all the others," he ordered.
"Hold a sec," the agent started, his attention caught by the happenings on another screen, "we've got something outside the fence." He held his fingers up the screen where a dark, semicircular shape was highlighted. "West side."
"Delancey, Jackson – west side perimeter. Go check it out," his voice conveyed through a radio, a cart patrolling outside detouring off the tracks to the designated area.
"There it is." One of the agents shone a flashlight along the bottom of the fencing and the artificial light exhibited clearly where the metal had been bent upwards for an individual to crawl through. As they parked Thor appeared from the opposite side of the small vehicle and punched the driver, knocking him out. Jane watched through her binoculars, stunned, as he instantly grabbed the man's M4 so to jab the other in the head and dismiss him as well.
Inside, the directing agent held his communications radio to his mouth and commanded, "Delancey, Jackson – report."
Thor donned a black plastic poncho to partially disguise himself and, with his hood up shadowing his features, jogged over the road to walk past a truck on the other side.
An armed agent making his rounds stumbled upon the unconscious agents, immediately publicizing, "Agent down – we've got a perimeter breach." A rasping, wailing alarm sounded throughout the compound, all the agents hurrying to identify and neutralize the security threat.
Jane gasped at the response and shimmied further from the lip of the hill so to hopefully escape notice.
Thor ducked behind the fortified truck as agents rushed past, plastering himself to the side.
Jane had curled up on her side and had her cell held to her ear, Erik's voice heard announcing, "You've reached Dr. Erik Selvig. Please leave a message," before the tone.
"Hi, Erik, it's me," she hastened. "Don't worry, I'm fine – but, um, just in case you don't hear from me in the next hour, just come by the crater side; try and find me, okay? I did exactly what you told me not to – I'm sorry. So sorry, bye," she finished, flipping her phone shut.
"I hope they didn't get you in trouble mam." Steve says to Jane then looked towards Fury, Hill, Natasha and Clint, "You guys didn't arrest her right? She is only a civilian."
"Well she was trespassing on Government Property." Fury argued, "She was also planning to steal a bunch of objects."
Jane says, "Those objects were mine to begin with."
Tony snorted, "You guys probably wouldn't have been able to make much with her work – you should have hired her if you didn't already."
"She's consulting for us now." Agent Hill says and Jane nods.
"Even though you grabbed her back at this scene?" Bruce asks.
"Who said they knew I was there." Jane says, earning smirks from Natasha and Clint, a giggle from Darcy and a shake of the head from Erik.
Thor had sought cover underneath one of the trailers as all the agents in the surrounding area armed themselves and filed into the compound. Lightning and thunder crashed ahead again, Mjolnir reverberating. He looked skyward and flashes illuminated his grin, urging him to rush out from his cover and into the covered tunnels.
Jane looked on from beneath the jacket he had given her.
Turning right, he was slowed by an agent who he reflexively grabbed about the wrist in defense and then bent to gather him about the thighs to toss him over his shoulder. Another agent attacked him from behind and he was entangled in his arms as well as his own poncho before freeing himself from both and facing him so to engage him. He deftly blocked the knee strike before jumping slightly so to grasp the agent around the neck and shoulders and spin him around, grabbing the back of his jacket and throwing him headlong into the downed agent that had stood. They both toppled to the ground.
His torso heaved within his blue tee as he ran through the tunnel, jerking towards a stair leading to the lower level before passing it, agents surging at him.
"I need eyes up high – with a gun," Agent Coulson radioed, the rain having drenched his suit and hair.
M4s, M16s, and a variety of handguns were splayed along a wall on the inside of one of the armory trucks, gloved hands reaching to grip a sniper rifle from the selection presented on the table below. They paused before swiftly darting upwards to grasp a collapsed bow attached to a rotating quiver full of trick arrows.
"Wait a second!" Tony exclaims in shock looking at the screen, "That's you." He looks to Clint.
Everyone else looks from the screen to Clint in either shock or knowing looks.
"Yes." Clint says smirking.
Loki looks at him and frowns while Thor says, "Clinton I did not know you were there."
"We didn't really get a chance to meet." Clint says shrugging.
His laced boots kicked out of the back of the vehicle and he hopped down to the ground with a splash, sprinting through the mud to a square, railed scaffold that he lobbed his bow and quiver into before climbing in himself.
Thor came to another ladder and kicked the closet agent in the chest, flying him backwards into his fellow agents who were unable to sufficiently brace his weight and fell. Leaping onto the grating of the tunnel, he swung his leg around in a roundhouse and kicked a rising man in the head. At the end of the passage another agent rushed forward with an M16 yelling, 'Got him!', and so he turned and darted through another channel.
He was met by another two agents, the first of whom threw a punch that was avoided as e retaliated with the same, gaining a free moment so to grab the other and throw him to the ground. He then grabbed the metal holding up the above floor and lifted himself to use both legs to kick a rising man out over the ledge, his form tearing through the plastic covering. Thor continued to wind through the tunnels, trying to avoid most of the agents.
The lift outside was pulled upwards, Agent Barton readying his bow.
"So what've we got?" Coulson demanded, walking into the sector teeming with computers and instruments fixed on the area of Mjolnir.
"There's a massive electromagnetic surge coming off that thing. Systems are barely coping."
"Barton, talk to me," Coulson radioed as he stepped away, staring upward at his position.
"You want me to slow 'im down, sir?" he queried leisurely, knocking an arrow and aiming at Thor's running figure. "Or are you sendin' in more guys for him to beat up?" "I'll let you know," he responded as he walked.
Everyone in the room laughed a little bit at the interaction between both of them back then.
Thor had reached the central cubic structure, and standing on the second level he stared down in admiration of Mjolnir as he approached her. Suddenly a thick arm was held out to clothes-line him violently. He gazed up at the tall, thickset, dark-skinned agent who blocked him path and commented cockily, "You're big – fought bigger," as he got to his feet.
He swung wildly and cracked his nose, mouth gaping as the agent did not give any ground and instead took the opportunity to punch back. Thor instinctively curled his torso forwards as he drove his fist into his gut, then punched his cheek. The agent tackled him through the plastic tarps and onto the wet dirt outside, Thor rolling them over as Barton continued to target him from above.
They rolled over several times in the mud until the agent had Thor in a headlock. He chocked in air as the fingers of one hand clawed at the arm before he wound his arm forward and drove his elbow into the chest behind him. The man released him with a grunt, rolling onto his back as Thor pounced him twice more with his elbow. He straddled him and moved to strike again, but was flipped up and over his head to land on his side on the ground above.
The two men quickly stood on unsteady feet, and as the agent rushed him Thor propelled himself upwards to launch his feet into his chest. They were hurled in opposite directions, Thor recovering first and stepping forward to swing his leg around to kick him in the head and knock him out. He pulled his right arm across his mouth to wipe some mud from his lips before his eyes fell to the central structure again, taking in the shadow cast by Mjolnir upon the clear tarps. Whipping his hair from his face with a toss of his head, he walked forward still breathing heavily from the brawl.
"You better call, Coulson," Barton inserted, "cause I'm starting to root for this guy."
Thor ripped the plastic covering from where it was secured along the metal framing, revealing Mjolnir situated atop a column of stone a few feet high. He circled her beneath the fluorescent lighting with a smile and chuckle before stopping to stand before her. Agent Coulson moved to look down at the scene from an upper level, Barton preparing to shoot and calling,
"Last chance, sir."
"Wait," Coulson said, "I want to see this."
With relieved exhale Thor reached forward to wrap his fingers around her leather grip, attempting to lift her free. With a furrowed brow and confused frustration expressed he yanked at her again, then lowered his center of gravity and took hold of her with both of his hands before heaving. His muscles strained in exertion as he yelled with his teeth bared, continually attempting to wrench her free.
He reluctantly released her handle and stepped back, panting, looking at the palms of his hands before casting his gaze towards the heavens. His eyes narrowed against the rain as his face crumpled in distress, letting escape a long wordless, helpless cry of despair at being kept from Mjolnir.
Jane's lips had parted and her eyes had turned glassy at the sight from beneath her makeshift shelter; Coulson swallowed at the emotion of the scene. Thor fell to his knees beside her (Mjolnir), still affixed to the stone, and hung his head; his form fell limp, his mind not bothering to apportion the effort to hold his posture.
"Alright, show's over," Coulson radioed. "Ground units move in."
Agent Barton slackened his hold and lowered his bow and arrow, watching from a distance. An agent walked to Thor's position on the wet ground and secured his arms behind his back; he did not offer a token of resistance. His symbol appeared engraved on the side of Mjolnir's head before vanishing as his eyes welled with tears. Another couple agents came to stand on either side of him, pulling him to his feet and leading him away.
The structure shone reflected in the pupil of Heimdall's eye as he looked upon the scene from afar through his amber irises, golden helmet reaching upwards from his head into the scarlet and azure cloud forms high up in the starry sky.
T.B.C
Author's note: Sorry to cut this off right here, but it's already so long that I needed to stop. I'm also sorry if I didn't have enough talk from Loki in this chapter…..but the thing is he's already upset that the 'unknown person' told them about Thanos sending him to earth when it wasn't on his own free will. He also is just being depressed seeing the scene of him finding out he's adopted from last chapter. I'm hoping that the next chapter finishes up the movie and then the chapter after will have the end credit scene, a couple more people joining them in watching and another note….(the note may or may not tell them how Thanos treated Loki) Just so you all know I'm going to add some more people into the mix but only at certain times. Oh and sorry if the reactions at the beginning of this chapter weren't as great as you hoped. Please R&R. Oh and check out my voting poll…..it's asking which stories I should update soon.