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Chp. Two
Thana's POV
I was lounging around, resting after my long flight with my wings tucked safely into my back. They were a beautiful black platinum color, with little specks of a dark golden color. I took a flight feather that I shed recently, running my finger gently along the sharp naturally bladed edge. I started to think of when I started out, finding out about my "abilities".
Flashback
I was seventeen years old, my birthday in less than a week. I let my little half-brother, Steve, who was only 5 at the time, run around me, giggling hysterically as I pretended to try to catch him. His gelled blond hair that I just styled an hour previous was now loose, flopping around his forehead. His blue eyes sparkled as he laughed.
He was so different from me. He was blond-haired and blue-eyed while I had dark black hair and mismatched pitch black and golden eyes. He was fair-skinned and had mother's rounded face while I had my father's tanned skin and sharp features. We were opposites. I was sarcastic, dark, and intimidating while Steve was polite, kind, and friendly. He was a major patriotic fan even at that age while I wanted a dictatorship, wanting one ruler so we can get on with it. He also wasn't a mutant. I had black feathered wings that could retract into my back. I could also shoot the feathers that are automatically replaced with a simple flick of the unusual appendages.
He ran ahead of me, running towards the street corner.
"Steve! Don't run too far!" I called after him, picking up my pace a bit. He yelled over his shoulder a "yes, milady" before continuing to run. I started to space off, thinking about the music that I was learning how to play on the cello.
"THANA! THANA!" I heard Steve scream, snapping me out of my thoughts. I was confused until I saw the man behind him reach for him.
"Steve! Run faster!" I shouted. I lifted up my hand in protest when the man was mere centimetres from reaching my brother. Then the strangest thing happened. He froze. Steve ran up to me, tackling me in a hug. The man still stood there, reaching towards where my brother had stood. We walked up to him. Was he okay? I didn't want him to have had a heart attack or something and die while we could've helped him.
But no. he wasn't even breathing. He was frozen in time. I wanted to get rid of him. Now. The shadows reached out of the alley the man had come out of, wrapped around him completely, and then literally vanished, the man gone with them. I stood there, frozen in confusion. I wrapped my hand around Steve's before I dragged him home. We never talked about that incident again.
END
I shivered. I now know that I had, what I call, shadow-travelled him away. I do not know what happened to him, still. I was snapped out of my thoughts by a call. I pulled out my iPhone, looking at the contact. Darcy was posing with her waiting for someone to answer her "phone" which was just her hand in this case. I listened to her ringtone, Only Happy When it Rains, for a few seconds before answering with a snarky "what do you want?''
"Well, what do you know? The dragon's awake," Darcy said sarcastically.
"Yeah, I am. So, how've ya been?" I greeted properly this time. I continued to play with the feather in my hand. I leaned back into the fluffy white pillows on my couch.
"Well, there's this issue…"
"Yes?"
"Umm… well… you know the Norse god, Loki?"
"Yes… why?"
"He's kinda…. Depressed. I was thinking that maybe you could help get him out of the dumps?" Darcy asked hesitantly. I thought about this for a minute. Loki was quite possibly the one person I trusted most. But he cut off contact and I wasn't brave enough to call him first. He also never told me about Steve until I heard about it for myself. Ohh, I have to reintroduce myself to him, too. Whatever, that is going to be a side-project.
"Than?"
"Yeah, I'll do it. Where is he and when?"
I heard a loud voice garbling over the other side, clearly excited. Darcy quickly gave me the address, after saying that it was okay with Mr. Stark, and told me the time.
"Alright. Goodbye, see you in a minute," I dismissed, hanging up the phone. I threw on a leather vest with slits cut into the back for my wings. It was my favorite jacket, designed after the one Darryl wore on The Walking Dead. I looked at my black tank top under the vest and black skinny jeans and steel-toed combat boots. Alright. I threw a pack of gum and Altoids in my pocket, both peppermint flavored of course, and ran into the shadowed kitchen. I came out in a living room that was easily the size of my studio. I stared around the room, curious of what my surroundings were since this was the first time I have been in this room. Yes, I have broken into Stark Towers before.
"Thana! That was quick!" Darcy yelled from by the windows. I looked over, popping a mint into my mouth. I walked over to greet them when I was tackled by Darcy into a hug.
Thor's POV
The mutant looked nice today, with no makeup except for the stuff on her eyes and what the Midgardians call "chapped stick". She didn't look like she was capable to bring my brother out of this depression that he is in, just keep him out of it. Darcy detached herself from the female mutant before taking her hand and leading her over to us.
"Thana, this is Jane, Thor, and-"
"Loki, look at me," Thana interrupted, her voice laced with something powerful. I think that the Midgardians would call that "speaking with authority". I scoffed, believing that if Loki could allow someone to touch him that he would not listen to someone who had just come to try to "help".
Loki shook his head for a second before turning to look at her. Wait, why is he listening?
"Loki, you need to get some sleep. I am going to take you out later tomorrow and you are going to behave, otherwise there will some repercussions. Do you understand?" Thana said, crouching down to Loki's level on the floor. He only nodded during a yawn.
"Good boy," she cooed at him, ruffling his hair. He went to the room labeled "Loki" and shut the door. She stood up, dusting off her jacket.
"Alrighty then, charm-speaking is done. What now?" Thana asked, looking at Darcy. She was going to speak before Thana interrupted again.
"Ohh! You're Jane! Darcy has told me so much about you! My name is Thana, and it's nice to meet you!" the mutant said excitedly.Happy When it Rains
