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"I've seen a few try to free it and it has yet to move." Amelia said as she came to stop on the other side of the hammer. She watched as he let go of the hammer and began looking around. As if wondering who she had been speaking to. "I am talking to you, if that's what you're wondering." She walked around the hammer until she came to a stop right in front of him. How is it that no one else can see you?"
"I believe the better question to ask is how are you able to see what you aren't meant to?"
Amelia eyed the stranger before her. She watched as his eyes took her in as he stayed in his place. He never once took any steps away or even near her. His head had tilted in curiosity as he looked her over.
"Not meant to?" She asked as she crossed her arms over her chest. "What exactly am I not meant to see?"
"For starters," He said as he took a step closer to her. "Myself. I have been walking around here without a single soul being able to see me. And yet, here you are, able to see and speak with me. Are you a witch? Is that how you are able to see past a cloaking spell?"
She chuckled and shook her head. "I highly doubt that I am even remotely close to being one."
He looked around them for a moment before his eyes settled on her. "Then they must believe you to be odd that you are speaking to yourself."
That caused Amelia to look around. Some of the other agents had been looking over at her. Some of their eyebrows raised as they watched her. To them, she had been speaking to herself. Her eyes had been trained on nothing in front of her, even as she spoke. The moment she began to look around, they all had gone back to the work they had been doing.
Her eyes quickly moved around the area, taking in details. Faces, camera placements, equipment being used. As quickly as her eyes scanned the area, she put the pieces together quickly. Even though she was there helping, nothing had changed with them. She was still the person everyone was now cautious of, even with the visitor in custody.
"How does one become hidden?" She asked softly as she turned her attention towards the hammer. "That way we can speak freely without it looking as if I've gone crazy."
Any other time she never would have even begun to ask the questions that were forming in her mind. But there was something inside of her telling her that this had to do with the powers she obtained. If she was able to see things no one else could, it had to have been that. And if she wanted to find out more about it, she had to do it in a way that S.H.I.E.L.D. wouldn't be watching her every move within the next few minutes.
"Why are you so sure that I'd be willing to continue this conversation?" He watched as her eyes lifted and landed on him.
"The same reason you haven't left, yet." His eyebrow raised and she continued. "Curiosity about how I am the only one to be able to see you when you do not intend for me to. You would have easily left the moment I was taking in my surroundings. Instead, you watched as I did."
A soft chuckle passed his lips at her words. She hadn't been wrong. He could have easily been gone in the blink of an eye the moment her attention was elsewhere. But the creature before him was different in comparison to the others. Curiosity was keeping him there, but he wasn't sure how long his curiosity would keep him there.
Without another thought, he raised his hand towards her. The action itself caused Amelia to take a slight step back as she watched him. It was with the slight wave of his hand that she had caught the flow of green magic from his hands. As it began to surround her, the buzzing in her head made its presence known. Her eyes screwed shut at the pain before the buzzing stopped altogether.
It was as her eyes opened that she watched a small smirk pull at his lips as he took in the sight before him. Amelia knew her eyes were giving off the glow as it had many times today. While in comparison to his magic, her powers were more emerald than the light green he seemed to give off.
"Now that is worth staying for." He said as he took a step closer to her as he kept his eyes on hers. He watched as the power swirled within her eyes before it began to vanish, leaving behind her natural eyes.
"You say that now, but it doesn't stay very long." She noted.
"This is new to you?" He had never met someone here on Midgard that would have anything similar to hers. He believed this planet to be lesser than many of the other planets in the galaxy.
"An unfortunate accident gave me this." Her head nodded as the words passed her lips.
Her accident, even her powers, hadn't been something she could easily speak about. Yet with this stranger in front of her, it seemed easier. Maybe it was the fact that he was a stranger and hadn't seen what happened to her or what she was capable of yet. Or maybe it was the fact that he was different just as she was and would know more about the powers she had gained.
As strange as it was to her, she had easily let her guard down in comparison to the other threats that lurked around her. She had been on edge since the moment she had stepped off the plane. The buzzing hadn't silenced itself at any point during her time being on surveillance. While there were moments of it becoming louder with threats, it hadn't been silenced. At least not until now.
"And you've not attempted to learn more about your 'unfortunate accident'?" To him, he thought if someone had been given a gift they'd be willing to explore it.
"I have and I've hurt people in the process. And I'm sure as you can tell, this isn't exactly a place that takes kindly to hurting their own." Saying the words out loud had sounded crazy to her. But Amelia knew that at one point or another she was close to being taken down as a threat. That was one of the reasons she was now being watched as she was.
"Yet you are not locked in a cell." He noted with a tilt of his head. "If they are as you say, why would they bring you in to help with your current prisoner?"
Amelia's mind automatically went back to the few weeks that followed her incident with the tesseract. While at first her coworkers had been worried about her, they were curious about what was going on with her. She could still remember the day that Fury had walked into her infirmary room.
"Let me guess, desk duty until I can get back on my feet?" Amelia asked as she watched Fury take a step into the room.
As usual, his hands had been clasped behind his back as he took her in. His eye took in the yellowing bruises that were along her forehead as well as the scars that covered the side of her neck. His mind replayed the way they found her embedded into the wall as she screamed from the pain.
"I doubt you'll be needing to be put on desk duty with how quickly you are bouncing back." Fury walked over and took a seat next to the bed.
"I expected to be dead after that." She said as she looked down at her hands.
"So did many others. Yet, you are still breathing." He nodded his head. "And you've obtained a few things."
Amelia's jaw clenched at his words. She knew about what she obtained the moment she woke up. The buzzing that played in her head on a continuous loop that increased in volume rather quickly. And with that buzzing, she'd awoken with glowing eyes that shocked the infirmary staff. And with the panic of not knowing where she was mixed in with the memories before she blacked out, she let out a burst of power that set everyone on alert.
"Why am I not under observation?" It was a curious question that she wasn't sure she wanted the answer to.
"You are one of our own. Observation is only for those who we don't know or understand."
"But we don't understand what it is that has happened to me." She wasn't going to leave it alone. She had seen what happened to the unknown, many times 0-8-4s were kept under surveillance. If it wasn't locked away, it was considered useful for future endeavors with S.H.I.E.L.D.. It was as that simple thought popped into her head, Amelia knew why they hadn't locked her away or even tied her down after finding out about her new abilities.
Fury didn't need to say it. It was in the look he was currently giving her. No words needed to be said between them when the realization came. Whatever changed within Amelia would be used to help S.H.I.E.L.D. in some way and the orders were given by Fury.
"Because locking me up wouldn't be in their best interests." She said as her attention moved back towards the hammer for a moment before looking back at him. "What about you? You were visiting him earlier, who is he to you?"
"I'd ask how you knew about that," He began as he shook his head slightly. "but given that your powers allowed you to see me through a spell, it was bound to happen that you'd notice that I was there as well."
"That didn't answer my question." She noted as she crossed her arms over her chest.
His chuckle that he gave had caused her to raise a brow. "He's someone I know. But who he is or why I came to see him isn't any of your business, Midguardian."
Midguardian. The word itself had been foriegn to her. She had never heard it before and during her conversation with him, he never once called her that. Her curiosity had been tugging at her. She opened to ask why he had called her that when the beginning of a dull buzz began to play in her head.
This time it had been soft and bearable that it hadn't caused her to wince even in the slightest. Her face had been filled with the same curiosity moments ago, and not overpowered by the buzz as she had many times before. And as the buzzing played in her head, thoughts played in her head that weren't there a moment ago.
"He's hurt you in some way, hasn't he?" She asked instead. Another small buzz played though her head the moment the words left her lips. "Not physically, but something. Not here on Earth either, but from wherever it is that you are from."
That had caught him off guard. While it lacked the details or even the motions he had been going through the last several hours, she was almost down as if she had known the details intimately. He hadn't prompted it or even given her any piece of information that would fuel that direction of questioning.
If anything, he had expected a threat to pass her lips about him needing to explain his appearance here. She did work there with the others that were running this place and it was only expected coming from them. Idle threats that would lead nowhere and give him a chance to vanish.
But when he looked at her after the words had been in the air for a moment, he could only see curiosity within her eyes. Not signs of aggression or threats to be had. There were no signs of the magic he briefly saw that threatened to make any kind of appearance.
"What could possibly lead you to that assumption?" He took a step closer to her. The comfortable space he purposely kept between them no longer needed. His curiosity is getting the best of him for the time being.
"Just a feeling." She noted. "Nothing concrete. But your reaction proves that I'm on the right track."
If she was being honest with herself, this was the first time something like that had happened. The buzzing never once provided information to her. It always came as a warning, a new gut instinct that formed, but never a source of information. And yet with his reaction, she knew these powers of hers were more than what they popped out every now and then.
"This power that runs within you, how did you get it?" His words had caused the buzzing to return at a slightly louder volume.
"I told you, an unfortunate accident. One that needs not to be repeated." She uncrossed her arms and took a step closer. "Unlike yours. You were taught by a witch no doubt, seeing as when we started our conversation you asked if I was one."
A small smirk pulled at his lips. She didn't forget information easily, he'd give her that. "My abilities were taught to me starting from a young age. Though nothing quite as complex as the power that flows through you."
He wouldn't admit it outloud but from the moment he had met the woman before him, it wasn't hard to sense the power she held. Other beings from different worlds had the ability to possess such power. Yet the Midguardian held power due to an 'unfortunate accident'. He couldn't figure out why he had been drawn to her power the longer he stayed and spoke with her. But he wanted to know how she had gotten them.
"Maybe one day I'll know the full extent of my powers." She shrugged slightly. "Until then, it's trial by error."
He had just been about to voice how he would be intrigued by the idea of returning to her once she learned more about her powers. He'd gladly take the trip to visit her to know what her potential was. To see how the people of Miguard have adapted to such things. But it was the way her face fell as she looked off to the side that stopped him from voicing his thoughts.
He watched as her hand came up to her ear, as her eyes focused on other things than him. A moment later they were back on him.
"It seems that I am needed." Clint's voice had been in her ear moments before.
"You shouldn't keep them waiting." He said with a nod of his head. "I assume your presence has been gone longer than they are willing to allow."
Willing to allow. The words felt heavy and caused a turn in Amelia's gut as she heard them. Even though she knew what S.H.I.E.L.D. was capable of and why she was called in, she didn't like the thought of even being controlled. One of the many reasons why she left.
He hadn't missed the way she reacted to the words and he held back a smirk that wanted to form. There was something about the way her eyes flashed a moment of green. If he had blinked he would have missed it entirely, but since he hadn't taken his eyes off of her, studying her, he had seen it happen.
She shook her head slightly before she took a step back from him, almost ready to turn. "Throughout this whole conversation, I didn't even ask your name."
A light chuckle passed his lips. "Why don't you try using those powers of yours to figure it out?"
Before she could respond he had been gone from her sight in the blink of an eye. A sigh passed her lips as she looked around the area. They hadn't moved at all from their place beside the hammer. Yet, the activity going on around them had continued as if they hadn't been there.
I get that this is a private line to you, but you've been gone for a while now. Clint's voice played in her ear once more.
"I'll be there in a minute." She finally responded. "I'm down with the Hammer."
You should work on your lying a little bit more just in case Coulson comes looking for you.
Her eyebrow raised slightly. "I'm not lying. I haven't moved from my position."
Then why are none of the camera's catching you? I've been looking for any of your possible hiding spots and can't see you.
She sighed as she shook her head. "I'll be at my station in five and then I'll explain."
As she began walking back up the stairs, she could hear the faintest of buzzing in her head. It was as she walked through the door that she felt the magic that kept her hidden fade from her. A small smirk pulled at her lips as she walked down the hall.
It was as the last remnants of the magic left her that another buzzing filled her head. One that was still bearable and held information that even she believed she didn't know. But the farther she walked down the hall, there was only one word that formed in her head. Not just a word but a name.
Loki