Guin, Marygold, Max, Niah, Carolina, and Tinley
Featuring: October, Iron Man, Quicksilver, and the Scarlet Witch
Location: Second Floor Hallway - the Palace
Skills: Mind Control,
Telepathy,
Astral Projection
Guin had decided not to waste her energy arguing with the flamboyant mutant. She could have pointed out how he had ignored her earlier, that he had specifically apologized to Pietro by using his title to preface it, and that his attention had not been on her during it - but what was the point? He had attacked her intelligence, the very thing that made her special. And if she was honest, he just wasn't worth it. He was a nobody. When this was all over, odds were that she would never see him again anyways. Once the group stepped through their provided portal, they ended up in the second floor hallway of the Palace.
"Piet, is she nearby?" Guin asked him.
October was remaining by Carolina, a ball of fire in her hand as she was at the ready for an attack.
Carolina had followed everyone else into the portal to the second floor, she looked around the hallway so far there wasn't really anyone there yet which was a good thing. She remained pretty close to October looking over at her and gave her wife a slight smile, it did remind her of the time when they first met.
"Kind of like old times huh?" Carolina said looking over at October, before looking over at Pietro who could track his sister down easily.
Niah nervously wrung her hands and tried to touch the non-existant necklace. She felt like she had just been shoved in a random group since she had little value in this type of situation. She tried to think of how she could help the others against Wanda. Her only experience with Wanda had been for a short time during the Ultron world. Wanda had only worked with them because Pietro had been killed by Ultron. But a part of her wondered if she remembered that world and if not could they make her?
Tinley followed the others through the portal. A mix of team members she knew and did not know from her past, but they were all in this together, if only for the moment. While the others took care of the remaining forces, they would see to the Scarlet Witch. The only question was if she would change things willingly or through force? She didn't expect a simple conversation to do the trick though. That would be too easy and if this world taught her anything it was that nothing here is too easy.
Max was more than apprehensive about the team he was paired in. Not a single soul that he knew and two people he had attacked just moments ago. This all gave him bad flashbacks to his first mission with an untrusting party and the mess that ensued after. If this was going to happen they needed to work as a team. Max placed one hand over then other, palms faced down and held parallel to the ground and perpendicular to his waist. He closed his eyes briefly as he pictured the cane he wanted to summon, a sturdy dark wood with copper and bronze fixtures to match his outfit. It bared a resemblance to cudgels monks would use in a shaolin temple. The cane began to manifest from his hands downwards to the floor, forming itself before he got a good grip on it. Max held out his hand and the same energy continued to swirl, darts beginning to form in his hand as he looked upon with some disappointment. He may have been able to move past using words in this world, but it was still difficult to manifest items. He gave a short sigh before trying again, concentrating on the task at hand and pushing out all other thoughts and noises. He managed to create a small taser that could be propelled at an enemy to help stun them and their system with a massive amount of volts.
"Guin, take this. I'm sure you know what it is and how it can be used, if you see an opening take it." Pietro, not caring too much for Max, and considering the fact that he had essentially insulted Guin, walked right over to Max and was standing right in front of him, in his way.
"You do realize she's smarter then you by a long shot. You insulted her too, you attacked her too, you should have apologized to her, but you didn't. Insult her again, or cause problems for her in anyway, and I'll start ripping out vital organs and see how long you'll survive missing a few things, got it?" Pietro snapped at him, glaring. Now he heard Guin's question, and nodded his head.
"Yeah, she's up ahead right now..." "Something tells me she already knows we're here and probably is waiting for us obviously. So let's just hurry this up and fix everything." Tony said, walking along ahead.
"...Well yeah, pretty sure she does, any specifics on where her room is Pietro? Or what we might more or less find there?" Mary asked, figuring that it was best to distract him from Max. Since Max clearly didn't really know how to shut up about anything. Now she was starting to question why they would let Max, Pietro and Guin all be in the same group to do stuff.
"She's in that room," he said, pointing at a door just ahead.
"...Don't think the door is locked or anything." Guin raised an eyebrow, looking at the taser Max had offered her. Tasers were single shot and she wanted something with a little more kick - and given his insults to her intelligence, his otherwise innocence reassurance that he figured she knew what a taser was stung. She hadn't been a member of the X-Men or S.H.I.E.L.D. just to be treated like this.
"Gee, thanks," she told him, taking the taser.
"Dad, you got anything with a bit more kick? As much as I would love to just barge in there and fight Wanda with a taser... I kinda think if it comes to blows, it'll take more than one shot." "Shall we, then?" October said, giving her companions a slight smile before she tried the door to Wanda's room and opened it.
Carolina stared at Max for a moment as he produced a cane as well as a taser handing it over towards Guin, it would take a hell of a lot more than a taser gun to take down Wanda as well.
"You also do know that a taser is kind of useless against her to right?" Carolina pointed out, and Guin was one of her closest friends on the team. She looked towards October and gave her a loving smile before entering the room, seeing Wanda was sitting in a chair in front of them, hopefully it they can be civil about this and not attack each other.
Max stood there, still, unmoving, as Pietro rattled off some third rate insults. If he didn't know any better he'd say that the prince was a regular White Knight. It was cute, really, the many ways one could express love. Even if one of those ways was exceedingly annoying and counterproductive to the mission at hand. Looking around at the group and how each one had handled his gift to Guin, he began to draw some mental strings between the members of his group and how they felt and knew Guin. Sure there was Stark, but to have six out of eight members creating a gap when teamwork was so crucial was a huge mistake. While looking amongst the crowd it clicked on him that Anastasia hadn't been chosen for the fight with Wanda, a mistake that could cost the mutant race, and a potential ally lost. She may be part of the Hellfire Club, but she understood the meaning of working together in times of need.
Max watched as Wanda looked about the party, ducking himself behind the door so that she wouldn't see him cast and think he was attacking her. He began to conjure something he knew Guin would be useful with and with an aesthetic she could appreciate. He had believed she would know the taser was a last ditch effort, in case Wanda began to attempt to rewrite time again, the team however, failed to see that and so a far less subtle approach was now needed. He carefully crafted a small group of chrome explosives. They're glint somehow giving off an 80s inspired blue and pink combo just at the edges regardless of how you held it. Max held them close as he made his way towards Guin and whispered
"Happy Hannukah, hope these are more to your liking." He stood behind Guin, using her body as a shield to hide the bombs that he would try to place in her hands behind her back.
They didn't have Novi or Maria so they couldn't force Wanda to remember the Ultron universe, could Novi even do that? That was something she had thought was a possibility when Tinley had asked her how her team had done against Ultron personally. She sighed and let the thought go. It didn't matter right now. She glanced at Tinley as October opened the door to Wanda's bedroom. She had been here previously so the room's appearance didn't surprise her. Though there was Wanda just sitting there. Niah looked at Wanda trying to understand her thinking. Wanda had rewritten the universe because Wanda perceived that Pietro was no longer loyal to her. She didn't want to lose her brother. Something Niah could empathize with.
How could Niah express that to Wanda though? Tell her that what she did was wrong and only made things worse. Niah knew that perfectly well. She had tried to change the past to bring back her sister. In a way, Niah wanted to thank Wanda. She now had memories with her sister that she never would have had the chance to have. But Pietro wasn't dead in the real world. Wouldn't it have just been easier to repair the relationship then change the universe? Niah thought this while looking at Wanda. In a way hoping that she would hear her thoughts and feel her own broken heart. Niah carried so much pain and guilt, but re-writing reality didn't fix any of that. If anything it felt worse then it had before.
Tinley watched the exchange between Iron Man's daughter, her boy toy, and the awkward magical kid with a sense of pity. Was now really the time for Days of Our Lives: The Sequel? They had a possible psychotic witch to take care of and restore reality.
"Look, far be it from me to say anything since I don't know most of you lot, but dude, you fucked up real big and no amount of gift-giving, however incredibly badass it appears, is going to fix it," she told Max. Then she looked at Guin and Pietro.
" However, we are all here as a team and need to work together. I have some experience working with dysfunctional teams and I know from that experience that it can be done. So put this little high school drama behind you and let's go restore the world, shall we?" "How about you shut up?" Pietro snapped instantly at Tinley, starting to glare at her now.
"How about you all keep quiet, half the palace probably can hear you all arguing..." Pietro shot a glare once more at Tinley, before following along to Wanda's room. Tony had given Guin a pair of Iron Man style gauntlets without a word as well. She was just sort of sitting back in the chair, looking at the group, twirling her hair a little bit.
"I knew that you all would come here sooner or later... Knew it was only a matter of time before someone would show up to try and stop me... But I'm just telling you now, you are wasting your time... I prefer the world this way." "...Wanda, you know that the world should shift back..." "Why should it?" she asked, standing up from where she had been sitting, her hands glowing red.
"You all came here expecting a fight, well odds are you are definitely going to get one." Guin was slightly alarmed as the odd mutant gave her bombs with a
Happy Hannukah as well. One moment he was attacking her, the next insulting her, and now he was trying to give her a gift? Maybe he had escaped from a mental ward or something, since his head definitely wasn't screwed on right - and the fact that he gave her
bombs was problematic. They weren't here to
kill Wanda. Bombs generally were only a non-lethal weapon of choice against people with healing factors and the Scarlet Witch didn't fall into that category. She took the bombs from him, mostly to keep them away from Max since she was worried what he might do with them, and she shoved them into the pockets of her coat. The gauntlets her father had given her were much more appropriate and could give off more than one hit each.
"Look, Maximoff, let's be real here - you're mad that your brother fell in love with me and left the Brotherhood. So ignoring all the obvious arguments about how Pietro still cares about you and wishes you would have gone with him, let's realize what you did - you basically are guaranteeing that whatever relationship you two had, you'll never have again. And if you want to fight someone over that, you can fight me," Guin told Wanda stubbornly. She knew the others would back her up in a fight against Wanda, but she was certain that Wanda had caused the change in reality because of Guin.
"C'mon, let's throw hands." Carolina looked at the others and then Wanda finally speaking, and her hands started to glow red slightly biting her bottom lip she really didn't want to fight against Wanda, she wasn't sure what she would be able to do without her sister if she did lose her. She had gone through a lot when October died. She looked over at October for a moment and kissed her slightly, before stepping forward hopefully no one would attack yet.
"Please, cant we just fix this civilly?" She asked looking over at the others before speaking. "I totally get that you are in pain, having your brother leave you and the Brotherhood.
"But think of the others who do remember the real world, and seeing those that they care for as well." As Max watched the 'negotiations' proceed, he could already feel the fight that would no doubt ensue. Tensions seemed to be high and he wasn't sure how ready any of them were to actually face off against a mutant that changed all of reality. The idea was enough to send chills down his spine as Guin had decided to square up against the Scarlett Witch. Her hands began to glow a deep red, a sign of her magic starting to weave and bend, readying herself for what they may have in store against her. Max began to weave energy around his hands in a similar fashion. Black condensed energy swirling around as ribbons of pinks,blues,and purples weaved through the inky mass and speckles of white littered across. He stood there ready to sheild any and all who were attacked by Wanda.
"I am the worst person to be saying this, but this isn't right. Wanda everything about this world is wrong. Can't you feel that? You shouldn't have changed the world to suit your needs. Other people matter and you've taken so much away from so many people. You've hurt them, and you're hurting yourself." She really wasn't one to talk about changing reality.
Tinley merely shrugged as Pietro yelled back at her. Silly of her to think the boy could see reason. He was some brat who needed to be seen to, but they had bigger fish to fry as Wanda made her appearance. Guin stood up to her, challenging her. Seemed like a waste of time in her opinion. Best to just deal with the princess, prevent her from doing anything else, maybe controlling her, and then things got back to normal. Talking rarely, if ever, worked out. She crossed her arms, waiting for the inevitable where she would have to go in and kick ass. And boy, did she REALLY want to kick this bitch's ass.
"The world seems alright to me. How do you think this world seems wrong? How are we supposed to say what is right and what is wrong. There are people who benefit from one world, there are people who benefit from the other, how is it so difficult to realize that in reality no one can actually argue which is the true world. For all you know, this could have been the real world, and the other the fake, and you wouldn't even know the difference." "Wanda, this isn't right and you know it..." Pietro said softly, looking at his sister.
"Look, we get it, you wish things were different in reality, but changing everything? You messed with a lot of lives Wanda... All because you wanted your family back together, even though you know for a fact that will never happen with Magneto for a father..." "...I know that, however I prefer this world, and would like to keep it that way," she said coldly, before in an instant she sent a blast flying at Guin. Pietro instantly grabbed Guin and pulled her away in a flash, and now what was right where Guin had been was a rather large hole in the wall. Had that blast actually hit her, Guin likely would have been killed instantly.
Guin's heart was pumping and she reacted by instinct, firing off a few repulsor blasts at Wanda - all of her hits connected, but they didn't seem to do too much to the Scarlet Witch. She had fought Wanda before, but she never had been so painfully aware of the fact that Wanda wanted her dead. She couldn't help but be surprised that Wanda had left her alive in this world, that she hadn't just wiped her out of existence to keep Pietro all to herself.
"Tinley... Mind doing your magic?" Guin asked, her ears ringing slightly.
October wasn't going to wait around to be asked to help out and she shaped her fireballs, throwing them at Wanda only for the Scarlet Witch to deflect them.
Carolina watched as the Scarlet Witch made the first attack, closing her eyes for a moment and sighed she decided to not to try and talk it out which was sad.
"I'll try and possess her, just watch over me." Carolina said as her body fell to the ground, as her spirit left her body again and flew over to Wanda, only to be forced back twice.
Max watched as Wanda's crimson energy blasted towards Guin, Pietro reaching her in time before his spell could finish off to shield her body. The crater left behind told him everything he needed to know about how seriously she wanted them gone. Max began moving his arms in large sweeping motions, the same cosmic energy he wielded in his hands now appearing diagonally to his right and behind Wanda. A clone of Max stood there, energy in hand and ready to assist. They worked together to complete a third simulacrum forming a triangle around Wanda as each began to chant rhythmically, hands aside and energy swirling around them. As they finished off the incantation they thrust their hands forward, bands floating out in an attempt to bind her hands and mouth. As they approached her the bands suddenly spun around and flew towards each one of the three Max's, binding them in the same manner he wished to do her.
Niah frowned as they started to fight Wanda. This wasn't going to work. Her eyes darted around the bedroom and attention was drawn to the photo from earlier. The memory that she had gotten from it was important. Niah dashed over to the photo, thankfully not being hit by any of the stuff the others were throwing around.
"If the other world doesn't matter then why do you have this?" She held it up.
"You're clinging to something that doesn't exist." Niah looked at Max,
"If this isn't important, then we can just burn it." Tinley knew words would not work, so why some continued was beyond her. She nodded her understanding to Guin and tried to insert her mind into Wanda's. She knew it would not be easy, her first attempt forcing her out. But the second attempt she managed to get inside.
"Wanda, see reason. This reality will not last. Turn things back around." Before it could hold, she was booted out, but the imprint was there. Wanda would think it, perhaps they can act.
"Her mind is strong, I can't get a solid hold. If you want me to be able to, she needs to be weakened," she whispered to Guin.
"...What is that?" Pietro asked, walking over and looking at the picture in Niah's hand.
"Looks like a picture of the two of you," Mary commented with a shrug.
"Don't mess with that!" Wanda snapped, before the picture frame was surrounded by a reddish glow and was yanked out of her hand, and she caught it. Looking at the image in her hands, she glanced back upwards at the group, glaring once more at them.
"...Wanda where did you get that picture? I don't exactly remember it..." "It doesn't matter, it is a time long gone by," Wanda said, before she sent off a few blasts at the group in general, but it was somewhat obvious that she at the least was a little bit distracted, as her blasts all missed by a mile it would seem, hitting the wall around them.
"...I'm going to try pulling out the memory of that photo," Guin whispered to Tinley.
"That should give you the opening to force her to fix things." Guin then concentrated, closing her eyes. She reached out tentatively until she touched Wanda's mind and as gently as she could, she sifted through Wanda's memories until she found the one she was looking for. Her head was pounding slightly from the overuse of her powers that day but it didn't matter. She got the memory right at the forefront of Wanda's mind, hopefully distracting her more and getting her to be willing to listen.
"Wanda, if you want to have that relationship with your brother again, then you'll turn things back," Guin told her.
"....You and Pietro can be happy together," she then added, her hands shaking slightly at that last part. She didn't want to treat Pietro like something to be traded, but if he needed to be with his sister, Guin's love for him was not fragile. She could endure without him.
Carolina looked around at everyone else in the room as Wanda tried to attack all of them, but luckily none of the blasts hit her body, she watched a little bit longer, before trying to possess Wanda again only for her to be pushed back out again, groaning as she moved back to her body again and stood up. She listened to Guin's proposal for a moment she did hope that if they could fix things and they could have some kind of relationship together.
One of the Max's began to struggle and writhe as he attempted to break free of the bindings he had created. Sweat dripping down his brow as he tried time and time again, finally he was able to set himself free and then undo the binds of the other clone. The newly freed Max turned to Guin as he hoped she would work alongside him.
"I need that memory Guin, can you give it to me please? I think I have an idea." he whispered once he made his way to her. She agreed and suddenly a vision flashed inside his mind and he began to attempt to recreate it amongst them all. His energy began swirling as if a low smoke around everyones feet, trees began to sprout and tower over them in the room, though they were faint and illusory. A young brunette girl ran past Wanda towards her right, ghostly trails following behind as a small silver haired boy tried to keep up.
"Come on Pietro! Hurry up you are so slow." the small girl giggled as the young Pietro was now next to Wanda. He was panting and having a hard time catching up to his sister, running after her still and past the real Wanda.
"Slow down Wanda, you know I cant keep up with you!" The images faded back into the cosmic mist beneath their feet as a rundown house began to appear before Wanda, the trees surrounding as vividly as it would in her mind. Sitting there on the porch was the twins, next to each other. Max held the image for her to see, keeping the sound of their laughter echoing around Wanda.
The group had run with her plan brilliantly. Hell, they had perfected it, brought the memory that Niah had seen from the photo the other day to life around them. Niah was impressed and honestly terrified. Niah wanted to say more, and drive it all home but she looked at Pietro. It was his words that would matter here. Not her own, despite the parallels Niah saw between the two of them. She held in her mind the memory and put everything she felt about her own siblings into it.
With the others distracting Wanda with the memory of her brother, Tinley inserted herself into Wanda's mind, attempting to control it once more.
"It's time to change reality back, Wanda. For your brother." However, the control could not hold. Wanda's mind was still powerful enough to prevent her from controlling Wanda, but not enough that the suggestion did not take root. Tinley backed out, leaving the suggestion there. Hopefully Wanda, along with the others help, would see reason.
Pietro looked a little confused as he saw the images playing out in the room around him. The confusion disappeared though, as his mind essentially forced him to remember the real world.
...Guina, this world is really messed up, and I also realized that I might have been more then a little bit of a psychopath... Damn it, I've hurt so many people Guina... he said softly into Guin's mind, he was trying really hard to not panic.
"Damn it make it all go away! That life is gone, ripped away, and it'll never be like that again!" Wanda shouted at the group, before there was a flare of red as the illusion dissipated entirely.
"It will never be like that again, ever, no matter how you try to think it could be!" Pietro hesitated, thinking of what he could say in this situation, but he couldn't find the words. She was right, their life back in Serbia with their aunt and uncle was long behind them, especially considering they had to essentially run for their lives from the village, since they had thought Wanda was an actual witch.
"Wanda, you need to calm down... Yeah, sure, things might not be like that again, but they could be better then what they have been lately..." Mary commented, knowing for a fact how Wanda had reacted during what felt like an eternity ago during the incident with OMEN. She had had a bit of a break down, her powers going haywire when Pietro's future counterpart had died.
Guin doubted telling Wanda to calm down would help matters at all - no woman she had ever met appreciated that.
Hey, hey it's alright - that wasn't really you. I love you, babe, she whispered into Pietro's mind, attempting to reassure him. For a moment, she considered switching bodies with Pietro and pretending to be him in order to convince Wanda, but she felt that the Scarlet Witch would easily see through that.
"Anyone can find redemption, Wanda - hell, Darth Vader was redeemed in the end and reunited with his son... I know it's a huge cliché, but love will win if you let it - if you love your brother, then turn the world back. Become the hero of your story, not the villain." Carolina thought for a moment as she looked towards Marygold and then over at Wanda and Pietro all Wanda wanted to do is be with her brother.
"You can join us, be a member you can see your brother all the time, I can tell you love him if you change the world back you can be with him just change everything back." Carolina said while looking over at her wife for a moment and gave her a slight smile.
As Max heard Carolina speak, something clicked in him, a lyrical verse that spoke of siblings drifting apart only to be reunited again. He wasn't sure if this would work, or how well it would be received but...at this point in the game anything was worth a try. The illusions may have been swept away by Wanda but now all that clung in the air was Pietros voice. It began to sing and echo across the room, singing to Wanda.
"Please don't shut me out again. Please don't slam the door. You don't have to keep your distance anymore. 'Cause for the first time in forever I finally understand. For the first time in forever, we can fix this hand in hand. We can go down this mountain together. You don't have to live in fear. 'Cause for the first time in forever, I will be right here." "I've seen you do the right thing, Wanda. I don't know if you remember it, but you have. It was for Pietro then too." Niah didn't know what had happened to Wanda and the others when they fought Ultron, but she had been willing to do it. Willing to sacrifice herself to take down the thing that had killed her family.
"If you don't let this illusion go you'll lose him here too." At least for Wanda in the real world her family was still around and she could repair the relationship, there was hope for her. Niah's hand went up for the necklace that she didn't have in this world or the real one anymore. She understood Wanda and wanted at that moment nothing more than to hug her sister one last time.
With all being done, though she questioned the need for a musical number, Tinley inserted her mind into Wanda's. The suggestion was there. Since Wanda latched on to it, she must be toying with the idea. So Tinley made it grow, made it surge in her mind. She would have a choice to make and Tinley wanted to make sure Wanda made the correct one.
"The time to choose is now Wanda. What's done is done. Do the right thing and bring everything back to as it was and make this right." Tinley left, feeling a slight headache, but she knew she did all she could at this point. The rest was up to Wanda.
Wanda's shoulders shook slightly, as she heard everything around her. Before something odd occurred and she appeared to be
laughing.
"Oh you all certainly a bit of an odd lot," she managed to say through her giggles, nodding her head slightly. Pietro more or less looked somewhat annoyed at Max's insanity, figuring the guy in the real world probably was in an insane asylum or something, but none of that seemed to matter now, as Wanda's hands began to glow.
"...Wanda what are you doing?" Pietro asked her somewhat softly.
"...All of you are right. Maybe this wasn't the way to do things, and for that, I am sorry..." she said as a red haze filled the room, surrounding everyone, and slowly but surely, one by one they all began to vanish.
"We have to live with the world that we have, and hope for the best..." Everyone would come to somewhat back where they started, except it was more or less now a week later then the date it was when the world had changed. If anyone looked at a calendar, it now was December 18th, and they'd have no memory of what happened in the real world during that time.
Allison would have a
little friend next to her. The little puppy had a collar around it's neck and an envelope in it's mouth which it proceeded to drop in her lap, barking happily.
Ally
I'm sorry I can't be there, after everything that has happened, well, I can't stay at the mansion, not until I figure out who I am.
The world has changed a bit since 2 years ago, and now I need to go find my place in it.
I don't know when you'll get this message, time was a little weird when it came to things shifting back.
I will come back to you, just might take me a little while, I just need to clear my head for a little bit.
Keep an eye on the little guy, he's there to keep an eye on you while I'm gone.
-Oshea
Klara was concerned about her cousin, knowing perfectly well what all had happened with her in that strange alternate reality. It was certainly a weird world, and Klara herself was glad things to have gone somewhat back to normal. One thing was for certain, she had a hunch that her cousin might see about leaving Asgard to go to Midgard, and she herself had been thinking about travelling there. Heading out of her home, she went towards the Bifrost, and she wasn't too surprised to see her cousin heading that direction as well.
"Hey there Runa, where might you be off to?" Klara asked, racing over, though she felt like she already knew the answer.
Runa had her enchanted staff, Gandr, propped up against her shoulder. The staff had originally belonged to her maternal grandfather and he had given it to her what felt like eons ago - among all of her possessions, it was the only one she truly cared about.
"Midgard," Runa answered her cousin, not ceasing her strides as she set foot on the Rainbow Bridge. The BiFrost was so close but yet so far - it was easily a fifteen minute walk to traverse the bridge.
"I figured that was where you were going... Mind if I join you? I have always wanted to see Midgard," she said, giving her a smile. It was true, but there was another motive behind her words. Klara knew that her father spent much of his time there, and she was curious as to why he'd spend so much of his time there. It always had made her wonder what was so great about Midgard, at least in this reality. The other reality she knew for a fact she preferred Asgard over it.
"...Alright," Runa hesitated slightly.
"We're going to the land called Australia." "Oh? Okay, sounds like fun." Runa nodded slightly, walking down the Rainbow Bridge. When they arrived at the BiFrost, she saw Heimdall and she looked at him for a moment, wondering if he would grant her request. She was still considered a child per Asgardian standards, despite her age.
"Heimdall... I'd like to travel to the land called Australia, please - on Midgard," she asked.
"Klara too," she then added, not wanting to be left out.
"Oh? Very well," Heimdall responded, a slight smile on his face.
"Something wrong Heimdall?" Klara asked him, he sounded a bit strange in her mind, not quite like himself. It certainly was a bit weird.
Heimdall nodded, picking up his sword and inserting it into the BiFrost.
"Yes, Princess, I am well," he reassured her. His golden eyes flickered over to the two of them, a malicious smirk coming across his face as he turned the sword, opening up the BiFrost - yet it was not to Midgard that he sent the two Asgardians. Klara and Runa vanished, and as Heimdall removed the sword from the BiFrost, his face morphed into a more familiar visage.
"Oh this is going to be fun..." Loki, the God of Mischief, mused to himself.
