Miss America, Captain America, SThor“Honestly I’m telling the truth here,
Chico. I know it’s hard to believe but I’m really not from here!”
America Chavez didn’t know why she bothered. She had crossed paths with S.H.I.E.L.D. before. While that may have been on a far away world, she was still pretty sure that these guys wouldn’t buy her story either. From what she could tell, they were only just witnessing the birth of the very first superbeings, so interdimensional travel probably came as quite a jump for them. Regardless she had told them the truth, leaving out the details on Utopia, as well as her actual reason for coming to this world. That was her business and her business alone.
Upon entering the S.H.I.E.L.D. facility, America had continued to keep her emotions contained. Sure she had apologised and displayed clear regret for her actions but she wasn’t shedding a tear in front of anyone, especially not any members of such a bothersome organisation such as S.H.I.E.L.D.
To her right sat Thor. Since arriving, she had changed into her armour, or as some may say, her super-suit. America had to say, she looked pretty impressive. Pretty being the key word there. The mighty hammer of legend, Mjolner, rested upright on the table in front of them. Across the table from them however stood the man who had brought them in; Captain America. The Captain had officially introduced himself on the quinjet right over here, with him having taken the two wannabe heroes to an isolated room somewhere in the facility. The walls were lined with numerous hexagonal panels, which Chavez had a feeling would be pretty difficult to punch a hole through. The thought concerned Ms America. If this “talk” didn’t go to plan, then this would surely be their prison.
Thor tried to keep quiet for as long as possible, to learn as much as she could before opening her mouth and accidentally spilling any secrets or information which would prove useful to her later. She noticed she had gotten a few strange looks after she’d changed, since her armour was unusual, though no one seemed too suspicious just yet, given that they’d just seen a Hulk and Miss America in action, it came as no surprise that her costume hadn’t totally shocked everyone.
America revealed she was not from around here, and Thor believed perhaps it was safe for her to blow her cover … though she was hesitant. “I too am not from Manhattan” Thor replied calmly, “I only recently moved here” though she didn’t know anything of Midgard’s geography and if she were asked where she previously lived, she’d have to hope she could make up an accurate location that sounded remotely convincing. She wanted to ask about Loki, but again, she risked revealing she was from Asgard, and that Loki too, had come to Midgard from Asgard.
“I am concerned about the whereabouts of the Green Beast” she said, Loki had vanished with it, that was her best chance of tracking him down. “Now is really not the time to talk when something so dangerous is out there. Should we not be tracking it down right now?” she asked. Was she convincing? Probably not, but it was worth a shot.
Wilson nodded at the agent who had previously been questioning the two of them before he came in here. “We know you’re not from here Tara, hell from as far as we know you’re not even from this planet. With another hero that has been running about, your hammer gives me a good idea of who you can be-” He then turned to the one wearing the American jacket. “That bit I believe, there is a radiation coming of you consistent with-” Wilson paused as if collecting his thoughts, truthfully he was just trying to remember what the tech said. “-It doesn’t matter. Story pans out for you.”
He walked to the now vacant chair and sat down, his wings and shield weren’t attached to his back, which made this possible. “In terms of the Hulk, Banner. Whatever you want to call the
Green Beast we know where he is, to within a couple of hundred miles give or take. We’ve been trying to find a way to get in touch with him however as you’ve seen, it can be risky. There are also those who like to shoot at him, which just causes a lot of green.”
He leaned back in his chair. “Truth be told, the main reason you’re here is your oddities. Though you aren’t secret oddities. You’ve went into the public spotlight, and that causes it’s own host of problems-” He raised his arms indicating the room. “-So here we are. For me to determine if you’re going to be any kind of problem or not.”
America’s eyes darted between the two heroes as they spoke. Thor’s comment confirmed her suspicion that the now armoured woman was an Asgardian, which truly meant that she was actually Thor. It was surprising to hear that they believed her story. Last time she had been met them it had taken ages to convince the then Director Hill about the truth. Chavez also took note of the Captain’s comment on the radiation she was emitting. It was useful to know that she had a giveaway although she knew that there wasn’t much she could do about it now. She reminded herself to pry deeper about it later when she had the time.
She nodded intently at the comments on her previous combatant; the Hulk. She was tempted to reassure Captain America that luckily he only had one such gamma-creature on this world to worry about, although she decided that would probably cause more harm than good.
“Captain…” She began, turning her head to the super soldier. “I’m only here to deal with a small problem and then I’ll be on my way.” She moved her arms up in a reassuring manner. “Trust me
Chico.”
Damn Tara thought, it was as though he saw right through her. Maybe she could convince him she
was from earth. Was
Old York a place? Surely it was, given that there was a New York. Given that he already suspected she wasn’t from this planet, perhaps it wasn’t even worth trying, and it appeared this interrogation wasn’t going to end anytime soon if she chose to be difficult, and she didn’t have time, so she’d have to cooperate somewhat.
“There is a
dangerous fugitive with the Hulk, if you think that green rage monster is a threat then you truly stand no chance against his accomplice, and I can’t let him get away
not again” she stared at Mjolnir intensely, that weapon would strike Loki down, and for the last time, she’d not allow him to tear apart worlds ever again.
It appeared her cover was pretty much blown, Wilson already gathered she was from another planet, and she could only assume he wouldn’t let her leave until he had more answers. Dwight had worked with Wilson’s people to deliver her Asgardian armour, although she hadn’t got to talk to Dwight directly, she could only hope that Dwight kept good company and that these people were truly her potential allies.
“I did not come to Midgard to cause trouble … I came in search of Odinson, in search of answers, and I found Loki instead. I am Thor, of Asgard, and I do not wish to be your enemy, let me punish the war criminal, Laufeyson, and I’ll be out of your hair.” she confessed, though it appeared that SHIELD had already figured out a lot about her already, this would hardly come as a shock, it was only confirmation of their very steady suspicions. She looked at America and smiled softly, it seemed there were two strange visitors who weren’t from Earth. They were both trapped in this strange mess together it seemed.
Wilson didn’t know what one to reply to first, so he decided to go with the one who spoke first. “Miss, we can’t exactly just
trust someone with your level of power with everything that just happened and how public you just became. Not to mention there’s such a thing as
damage control. Now I’m not saying you’re gonna be a prisoner. Though I need to know who you are, and what this
small problem is. Then we’ll keep tabs on you, and you can be on your way.” He then turned to
Thor. He guessed that their suspicions on the other individual were true.
If she was telling the truth. “Alright
Thor. Once you’re done punishing where are you going to go then? Also who is this Loki you speak off? Is he the other guy who actually got rid of the Hulk? If so he’s not the villain here. In fact we have reason to suspect he’s been working to be a hero for well over three decades. In terms of the Hulk, that’s a more complicated conundrum than you’d think.” This may be a simple case transfer, simple psych test power check and they could be on their way.
Assuming everything was in order, S.H.I.E.L.D had learned its lesson about just imprisoning everyone with abilities. If they proved to not be wanting to cause trouble they were often released, some choosing to pursue hero work (under observation) or indeed work within S.H.I.E.L.D. He just hoped that these two wouldn’t take the alternate route, in causing trouble.
The Captain’s comment caused America to furrow her brow. Honestly though she couldn’t blame them for not trusting them. If she was them, America would do exactly the same. What she has done today was downright stupid. She would have to tell them the truth if she wished to get out of this place now and that definitely wasn’t something which she had wanted. This was supposed to be a quiet investigation. She couldn’t have the world’s largest government organisation knowing that someone else was out there popping holes in the multiverse. Nor let them know that they were smuggling out Mutant Drug Hormone. They’d just mess everything up, as usual. Hypocritical much?
So America did something that would probably deserve a good slap from her mothers if they were still here. She put on her best poker face and lied.
“Fine, If you must know Cap’... I’m stuck here. Permanently if i’m not able to track down the Nexus of All Realities.”
Nexus of All Realities. That was believable right? Well believable for a near indestructible woman who can kick holes through reality. These guys were bound to lick that up, especially if it sounded as if it was powerful. S.H.I.E.L.D. always had to be better than all the rest right?
Thor thought for a moment. Punishing Loki was certainly a priority, but, what if she still had no answers concerning Odinson? Then her journey was still far from over. Even after she got her answers, what then? She hadn’t considered where she would go next. Forward thinking wasn’t her strong point, nor had it been Odinson’s, though Loki was always a planner. What was her plan? “Once I have taken care of Loki … Well, I don’t have a plan, I didn’t expect him to be here in the first place” she admitted, she was a bad liar anyway and SHIELD seemed to know enough about her anyway. “But if it helps, I never intended to stay here, I’ll go back to Asgard … if there is anything left of it that is” she sighed. She’d narrowly escaped within an inch of her life during Ragnarok, although it had been quite some time, she wondered if there was much left, if anything, to go back to.
“Yes, Loki was with the Hulk-thing, but he is not your ally” Thor said, gravely serious. If anyone considered him an Ally they were making a grave mistake.
“Yeah, the dude flipped us off before jacking out of there!” America added. “Dick move.”
Thor nodded, at least America was on her side here. “Loki has destroyed an entire realm, do not let him take Midgard as well.” she warned. “He is a God of Lies, a Trickster and a manipulator.” she hoped in her heart of hearts that they would believe her and let her go, though the odds weren’t exactly in her favor given how things went down with the Hulk!
During the conversation, Wilson had signalled to the camera for an agent to come in. He had done all he could with the younger woman. It had come to a psych test, bag tag and release. Hopefully, if all things went smoothly.
At Wilson’s command, the cell’s door hissed open. A lone S.H.I.E.L.D. agent stepped in, approaching the table. It was evident from the small patches of sweat on the man’s forehead that he was nervous about the situation; he was after all in the presence of two superbeings who had just helped destroy New York City.
Wilson nodded at the agent. “Miss Chavez, you’re with him.”
America opened her mouth to speak, initially wishing to argue her case further. Realizing that there wasn’t much point in arguing against the Captain, she glumly shut it, before rising to her feet.
“Thank you for listening, Captain.” She spoke calmly, attempting to sound mature and responsible. “Thor, give that horned asshole hell if they let your out of here.”
Smiling, she turned on her heel and marched out of the room, the agent following closely behind.
“Now Miss-” He said pointing at Thor. “-You aren’t going to take
care of anyone. I know what that means and I’ve done my fair share of it, but that’s not how we do things around here. If you want to do that you can just go back to where you come from. Also you may have not intended to stay here, but you’re here now and are going to have to deal with the rules and laws that exist here.”
“He must face Asgardian justice!” THor interrupted standing up, frustrated and just a little desperate to leave, though she didn’t grab Mjolnir … at least not yet.
He stood up again and paced back and forth for a second collecting his words. “From what we can tell, and this is early stuff. The Hulk isn’t an antagonist, this is very early stuff mind you. Yes, we need to stop the Hulk I agree with you. However provoking a response never does us any good. I agree that the name
Loki doesn’t inspire confidence, in fact it does the complete opposite for me. However the evidence is stacked with him and against you, we have indications he may have been on Earth since the second world war. If he wanted to destroy or take over the world he could have done it by now. We wouldn’t have been able to stop him, especially not during the second world war.”
He sighed, rubbing his hand down the side of his face, taking a moment to think. “If you truly mean well, stay with us. Temporarily. We’ll show you what we’ve got on Loki and even help bring him in for questioning. However I can’t have you going out on a hunt full of rage and vengeance.” He nodded behind him, where a wall panel came up showing a TV screen showing the moment in the battle Thor gave up her fight with the Hulk to attack Loki. “You know what that did last time.”
Thor, being niève as she was, couldn’t understand why no one (bar America) seemed to see how big a threat Loki was, she was utterly perplexed that
she appeared to be the villain in this situation. In reality though, it made sense, Loki had been well behaved as far as anyone could tell, and since Thor stopped hiding as Tara Olsen … she’d only caused trouble, albeit with good intentions. The Captain seemed rather unconvinced by her, given that he suspected Loki would have taken over by now if he wanted too, but Thor knew how long lived Asgardian’s were, Loki would bide his time. She decided against arguing further, since the Captain didn’t appear entirely in opposition to her. He even admitted that if Loki wanted to take over, he wouldn’t have been stopped.
To her surprise, as she had a sinking feeling that the Captain would not want to be an ally, he suddenly offered an exchange, he’d show her what information he had on Loki, she just had to stay put. It was almost too good a deal to be true, but Thor had to comply regardless, she wasn’t exactly in a position of power here, at least not in terms of information, and knocking out peoples teeth at random wouldn’t earn her any favors either.
“Very well then. I will stay-” she began, then the screened wall panels suddenly lighting up and she saw Loki’s face, a gut reaction kicked in and she reached out, her hammer flying into her grasp and her wrist tilted back to chuck Mjolnir at the screen before she stopped herself. It was just a tv illusion … Loki had stirred quite a primal reaction, because she
really needed to punch him again, but she switched it off just as quickly as it had flared up. She put the hammer down, slowly and carefully so she wouldn’t alarm anyone (at least, not alarm anyone any further). “Sorry” she apologised somewhat sheepishly. “We have quite a history … I will contain myself”.
Banner just chuckled. "You're the god of mischief, tricks and lies. Do I have a choice?" He moved over to the pile, and searching through it picked up a shirt and a pair of... purple tracksuit bottoms. He inwardly groaned at the colour of them. What was with the purple? Seriously, did this guy have any fashion sense? He just looked at the
god glad in green again and then understood what was going on, shrugging it off.
"I do appreciate the help. Perhaps in my solitude I can find a way out of this mess."
