Yes yes

I know it's been a long time (like a week)

and to be honest, yes I did forget that I was publishing this story . . . sorry about that

but to be fair I had my mocks last week

I've either been stressing about the exams, revising for them, sitting them or sleeping . . . haven't had much time to write

thank you to whoever the guest is that asked me to update (because otherwise I wouldn't be)

and I'm just going to warn you that my next update will be next saturday because I have more exams this week

that said, enjoy

Jack's POV

Jokul remained crouched after the director left the room. He was furious. While the idiot man had been talking Jokul had been barely restraining the urge to transform and attack the man, glass or no. He could still feel the fangs of his wolf form heavy against his lip.

He couldn't tell Fury. Didn't the man understand that? The workings of the seasons were not something humans were allowed to know, non-seasonal spirits weren't even allowed to be told.

Jokul straightened with a hiss and began pacing the boundaries of his cell. He needed a plan. He could no longer depend on the guardians, he needed to escape now. But how? Think Jokul, he told himself, you're Loki's son, you can do this.

He sighed and stopped pacing. Loki's son he may be but Jokul knew he had not inherited his father's manipulative mind.

Jokul began pacing again, unconsciously moving his fingers to create an ice wolf in his hands, crafting the small animal's features perfectly. When he was done he glanced down at his creation then brought his hands closer to his face and blew magic into the sculpture. Opening his hands to allow the tiny wolf to run around the cell.

Jokul blinked. Then he smacked his palm against his forehead. He was an idiot. All he needed todo was get some of his magic out of the cell. He could manipulate it from where he was and have his own guards release him.

He sat back down on his original spot on the floor and allowed his fingers to touch the walls of the cell. He let the miniature wolf dissolve as he sent out his magic into the tiny gaps in the wall.

Jokul felt as the first vestige of the magic escaped the cell and he allowed himself a small smile. Good, he had been worried the cell might be air sealed, apparently SHIELD had neglected to add that feature.

Once a large enough amount of magic had bled through the wall Jokul flicked his wrist and sent the magic into his two guards.

They jolted once in surprise then they were still.

Jokul smiled. "Why don't you let me out?" He suggested.

At first he thought it had not worked but then the men walked over to the computer and one of them pressed a button.

Jokul laughed as he stepped out of his cell. He walked up to the guards and with two punches they lay unconscious on the floor.

As Jokul fled the scene and he heard the alarms blare loudly.