"You know, you wreck everything you touch. Why not try and make something for a change?"

-Lilo; from 2002's Lilo & Stitch

If Opal ever had her way, she wouldn't have to use her powers to inflict harm on anyone. She'd use them to help people, to be nonviolent in how she approached situations that required her ability's usage. But in the real world, things didn't work that way. Opal didn't get to decide when she could use her powers or not, it usually depended on the person and what kind of situation she found herself in. Sadly, Opal found herself in a very tight situation thanks to driving Thor to the crater site. The plan she originally had for herself and Thor had changed drastically, with the tall blonde having run off to find his precious hammer while the young mutant was left to fend off whatever threat came her way. It wasn't the most ideal plan, but it was something. It didn't take a rocket scientist to know that when it came to brute force, Thor was probably the one for the job, whereas Opal was more of a distance attacker at best. And that was really pushing it.

So after Thor had disappeared around a corner, Opal was left with an unconscious soldier and the sounds of footsteps coming. Preparing herself for the worst, Opal made sure to keep some barriers in place, keeping herself and whoever else was coming at a safe distance. It wasn't much, and it definitely wasn't helping Thor out much, but it was all she was willing to do without hurting anyone.

The first person to run into Opal's telekinetic barriers was a young security guard, obviously caught off guard by what was happening. He seemed confused after running into what he thought was an invisible wall, but came to an understanding when he saw Opal standing on the other side.

"I'm going to need to see your hands," he called, one of his hands going towards his weapon. "Surrender now."

"I can't do that," Opal responded. More people started appearing, running into the barriers. They were confused for a moment until they saw Opal in the center, then it all made sense. From the looks of it, a lot of the people on the other side were either soldiers, security guards, or whatever authoritative figures or fighters the facility could muster up. And with all of them gathering around, pressing against the barriers and shouting orders and demands, there was a sense of overwhelming fear and anxiety. Opal had to do something, they were gathering more and more people, and Opal couldn't let that happen. "I'm sorry for doing this," she announced over them. Without even thinking about it, a wave of intense telepathic energy flooded the peoples' minds, rendering them unconscious. Just as Opal had the ability to snap people out of unconsciousness with her telepathy, she could use just enough to knock them out. It was something she didn't quite care for, but it had its usefulness.

Holding a hand up, Opal used her telekinesis to withdraw and destroy all weapons from the people surrounding her.

You need to get moving, she thought. If you stay here, God only knows what'll happen.

Letting out a sigh, she nodded at the thought. She had to get as far away from the scene as possible. Maybe if she figured out where Thor had went, she'd be able to help him some. She'd already knocked out plenty of potential threats, giving him a bit of an advantage, but that didn't mean he wasn't facing someone stronger. So she started running down the hallway Thor had gone down, turning and almost stumbling on the unconscious forms of more security guards. Knowing that Thor could be anywhere in the facility at that point, Opal used her telepathy to scan every mind inside until she found the one she was looking for.

Definitely Thor, she thought. Opal jumped over countless unconscious bodies, knocking out more threats coming her way, and turning down a maze of hallways until she caught up with Thor. Once she caught up with him, she stopped for a split second to see him fight. He was very experienced, Opal could tell that much. And that was putting it lightly. His moves were a bit sloppy but still precise. He could attack a number of opponents at once without breaking a sweat, something that made Opal's nerves buzz in fear. She never saw that part of him before, the fighter. In the short time they've known each other, Opal only saw the cocky side of him. Seeing him easily throw men to the ground, knock them out in one hit, and kick them with such force they nearly flew back, made the young mutant feel unsettled. Just how much experience did Thor have in fighting?

Shaking her head, she ran up to Thor, easily throwing up a barrier when he whipped around with a fist ready. When he saw it was Opal, Thor lowered his fist and let out a huff of air. He seemed frustrated, to say the least. The amount of time he was spending fighting off security guards and suited men were putting him behind the schedule he had for himself.

When more men came out, running in their direction, Opal's eyes met with theirs and she let out another wave of telepathic energy. The men fell unconscious almost immediately. When Thor turned and saw their unconscious forms, he let out a sound of approval.

"We must hurry," he announced. "I sense we are close to Mjølnir."

O.O.O.O

Clint had been watching the whole thing from his perch. It didn't matter that it was pouring down rain, or that the thunder was booming like there was no tomorrow. He could see their silhouettes through the facility's flimsy excuse for walls. Well, they couldn't be considered walls since it was made out of tarp. From what Clint could see, the man had the brute strength and the girl had some sort of special power. Coulson had sent a number of agents, security guards, and just general S.H.I.E.L.D. fighters to hold them off, but each and everyone had been taken out. If anything, Clint was rooting for the intruders.

"Barton, how are we?" Coulson's frustrated voice came from over the radio.

"You got anymore people they can take out?" The sarcastic remark wasn't beyond something Clint would say. He took his job seriously, but he had to admit that Coulson's need to keep sending in the underlings wasn't even a work-out for those people. "I can take them. I've got clear line of sight."

"I know you can," was the response. "Don't do anything just yet. I'll figure something out."

"You'd better do it soon," Clint responded. "I'm starting to root for these guys."

O.O.O.O

Thor and Opal continued taking out threats, keeping each other safe. Thor seemed to have more of an idea on where he was going, so Opal made sure to stay close behind. After a few more turns and knocking out a few more people, the duo made their way to an opening. The rain was pouring down almost violently, each roll of thunder was deafening. At that point, once the opening was in plain view, it felt as if Opal and Thor could take a sigh of relief. Since they were standing on a perch, that meant they had a somewhat easier time looking down at the ground. Low and behold, there was something on the muddied ground, in the center. From what Opal could see, it didn't really look like a hammer. It was shaped differently. The handle was thin and long, looking like it was made out of some kind of leather. What was really interesting was the part that was supposed to be the actual hammer. A good chunk of it was stuck in the ground, the only part that wasn't muddied from the rain. The ground looked as if it were growing around the hammer, keeping it in place. What was visible showed that it was silvery in color, big and rectangular. It looked really bulky, and it made Opal wonder how that could be considered a hammer.

For Thor, that was the whole point of their journey. All the fighting and effort they put in, for something that was partially stuck in the ground. He seemed to have relaxed some, which was probably good, but for Opal, she was still a bit tense. The hammer looked like it was pretty well stuck, so it'd be a miracle if Thor could get it out with just his hands.

Before they could even make their way to the edge of the perch, one final guard ran forward, practically tackling Thor back. Opal stumbled a little, surprised. When Thor sat up, a smirk was on his face. "You're big," he exclaimed smugly. "I've fought bigger."

Opal took a step forward to do something right as Thor stood up, but her arms were yanked behind her back. Thor didn't notice, his fighting with the guard resulting in the two falling off the perch onto the ground below. Opal tried to break free, but she couldn't, whoever had her kept her in an iron-clad grip. Turning her head slightly, she saw a guard who had to be about a foot taller than her. He had almost the same build as Thor, and Opal knew better than to do anything to him.

Once the guard started moving, pulling Opal with him, she could only hope that Thor could retrieve the hammer. There had to be one good thing that came out of all the crap they went through, right?

(A/N):

Sorry for the wait on this chapter and the terrible writing/ending. Leave some constructive criticism where you think it's necessary, OK? That's important to me.

Nothing in the MCU belongs to me. All I own are my OCs and the subplots I put in. If you've got ideas for OCs/subplots, PM me or leave a review. I'd love to see your additions to the story.

Remember, constructive criticism is always welcome. I know this chapter isn't the best, and I'll probably do some editing of it in the near future, but for now, just let me know what you think. How did you guys feel about Opal helping Thor find Mjølnir? Could I put in more details, could I take some out? Am I not making sense in some areas? Should I explain a little more in specific spots? Don't hesitate to let me know. That helps me improve the story.

Before I finish this off, I hope you guys had a wonderful Christmas and I'm hoping you have a great New Year, too.

Happy holidays.

Thanks.

Judith W