Thor furrowed his eyebrows; his brother was anything but a pawn, often thinking himself a puppet master. Yet who was he to question her? The last of a powerful and rare kind? To find out she was a miko, as her culture called them, made him remember the days of old.
Offerings.
Prayers.
Sacrifices.
Virgin sacrifices.
All made at temple and with a priestess. Those days were long gone, all but one God had faded from the memories of mortals. He held no qualm with it, humans were fickle creatures, a sad truth. Yet, even he couldn't help but to wonder what it would be like to have the young woman as his priestess, to have a priestess of your own was a high honor.
However, he squashed the thought as soon as he had it.
To distract himself, he stared at the young woman, flanked by her adoptive parents, and spoke, "Loki would never be anyone's pawn…"
Kagome rolled her eyes, "He prides himself on being able to outsmart others, but there are those who are even more sinister and clever than him. I assume he has no idea he is being used, and if he does, he doesn't care. Most likely thinking it's worth it, and plans to betray those that pull his strings."
Thor sat back heavily in his chair and nodded, his brother was far too prideful to let himself be a puppet unless it benefitted him and he was sure he could, one day, cut the strings. The only question was who were pulling the strings?
Before they could discuss it even more, a few alarms went off and an image was projected in the middle of the table. They all turned to it and watched as Stark Towers came into view.
Tony glared heatedly at the screen, "That son of a…" He trailed of mumbling under his breath, ignoring Thor's glare at the mention of his mother.
Kagome sighed as she saw Loki stand tall atop the tower, a few people rushing around behind him setting up a large machine where the Tessaract sat, all so innocently.
An image of the Shikon sitting on an alter flashed through her mind's eye, she pushed it away and stood with a sigh.
Everyone stared at her as she stood, her face falling into a cold mask, her powers flaring as she felt the portal to another world be ripped open.
Thor shivered as her pure raw power flowed around the room, so powerful even those who knew not what it was could feel it.
Her eyes were an electric blue as she looked around the room, ready to fight yet another pointless war, "Well, it seems we've been invited to a party." She smirked as they stared at her like she was insane.
Maybe, just maybe, she was.