Your name is Maite Hirsch and life as an initiate is surprisingly routine. After your rather ...sudden introduction to the world of the Mystic Arts, Stephie promptly delivered you to Kamar-Taj.
The robes are far more comfortable than they have any right to be, honestly. What is it with everything being ridiculously comfortable with the Mystic Arts? Oh, right, magic.
Your studies in that are progressing nicely, actually, though your better than average memory probably has something to do with that. It's nothing even approaching photographic, but if something catches your genuine interest?
Well, there's a reason you have nearly the entire MCU memorised.
Something that's come inordinarily handy, given that you instantly recognized that something wasn't going according to how you know.
Oh, the canon movies have certainly happened, but there's something ever so slightly off with each one that it sets off your carefully trained "wait what" radar.
The least of which are repeated sightings of a young woman that looks entirely too similar to yourself for you to be entirely comfortable with.
The result has you coming to a very obvious conclusion: The Amulet of the Norns is a lot more powerful than Stephie had mentioned.
This does not, in fact, help with your apprehension.
Actually, you very much would prefer to go home, but as it is, Kamar-Taj has become home after almost a year of training spent here. You always were quick to get attached to places...
Well, you are very quickly snapped out of your training haze when you look up news on the internet one evening and find out freaking Age Of God Damn Ultron happened while you learned your new favorite spell- it turns you invisible, but this is also not the fucking time- your relic distracts you from the impeding panic attack by softly humming the spiderman theme against your collarbone.
Yeah, humming is the Amulet's favorite sound- it can imitate other noises too, but it really prefers humming for some reason. Relics are weird, you decide.
And then the humming suddenly grows insistent, and very loud and you're suddenly somewhere else entirely. In only your initiate robes, fluffy socks and still-wet hair (because you just washed it), your laptop in one hand, the other laid on the amulet, which hummed apologetically.
This is not the first impression you wanted to make. Especially since you're sitting in a familiar cave in Afghanistan.
Your name is Maite Hirsch and you're pretty sure you just gave Yinsen and Tony a heart attack. Oops.
A/N: And here we have the first jump! These are going to be happening all over the place soon, though I'll be focusing mostly on Pre- or Post- Avengers for now.After a certain jump, though, things are going to get Very Interesting. For me, that is.This story is a blast to write, guys.
