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The clicking of heavy boots on granite filled the spacious hall as their owner paced around in agitated furry and disbelief. This now really couldn’t have happened! It was just so absurd, but it was not in the practice of his subordinates to lie to him, only if it was for his own best. It was also unfair from his side to frighten them like this, but he was angry. His boots made a new loud noise inside the large throne room as he come to an abrupt halt when a cold voice called out to him.
“My Lord, it would be better to stop before you manage to make a hole inside Juridica’s floor. Which I must say is in the case of granite rather spectacular even from a divinity.” the voice was also annoyed, but that didn’t faze him as dark eyes glared up into hard silver ones.
“Are you truly expecting me to be all calm when that crazed madman and that memory manipulating bimbo have disappeared from a part of my kingdom which counts as the safest!?” he hissed at the other whose gaze never wavered. Sometimes this really annoyed him, but also aprechiated the fact of the other never being intimidated by him. “How was this even possible that neither of the two had noticed anything was out of place?” he snapped, this day was not good for his nerves.
“It was either a well planned farce or a lucky opportunity” spoke up a more calmer voice from beside his throne. “I have talked with both my uncle and cousin and they both say that something had weakened the seals inside the prison. My uncle first went to his sister to steady it while our cousin has made a hurried trip to the other seal room to look if the two destroyers are still slumbering. They seemed to have used this time to get out, but uncle has the unwelcome guess that they had some other outside help beside this.” how one could give such a calm explanation about a catastrophe was beyond him, but as he looked up at the four beside his throne met his eyes with soft emerald ones and with a sigh made the king his was up the stairs and sat down again, slumping heavily into the black throne.
“We need to pursue them, our only glimmer of hope is that they don’t posses their weapons because they are well hidden and sans me only three people know in which of the three realms they got hidden.” he said when there was a gasp at his left making everyone turn into the emerald haired councillor's direction.
“What is wrong?” the emeraldet tried to give a reassuring look to the one on his side, but the message he had just recieved given the current state of affairs here was bothersome.
“My Master had just sent me a message telepathically, he says that we had recieved a message form Asgard pleading for help. It looks as if something is not right with one of the robes, it has lost all of its powers and is silent.” at this all stared at the young man with wide eyes, this was not a normal occurrence to happen, the only time if they become powerless and mute is when they are damaged enough to kill them, but with blood they can be resurrected. “The robe was not in the slightest damaged, it happened shortly before a meeting and according to the Pope the only way for something like this to happen is when something happens to the guardian soul from which a part resides in it.”
“Which of the robes was it?” the king asked in worry, he will immediately head out to his niece’s place, he was sure that his brother was already there and they will discus the matter, something told him and as he saw the others were also with him regards the option that the two happenings were related.
“The robe which carries a soul part of the God Loki in it…”
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No one had a clue what was going on till…
There was suddenly a blast from the icy-blue square, just when the Doctor while looking at some of his computers tried to explain something about a low rate of gamma impulses, flashed up creating some kind of a portal. When the blinding light dimmed were they faced by the sight of three people, two men and a woman. Dr. Selving had at least a little clue who one of them could be as his eyes fell on the man with shulderlenght slicked back black hair, dressed in green and gold, but the other two made him puzzle. The slightly tanned man standing on the right looked around with a disgusted look on his handsome face, his crimson eyes looking like that of a strategist and a madman while the petite woman on the other's side possessed long pink hair and misty, similarly coloured eyes she had her look trained on her companion who had turned now to her.
“I have found two more we can use.” the strange woman said softly before landing with one movement in front of agent Barton who had no time to react before his eyes got glazed over for a few seconds before returning to normal, but something was strange when he kneeled down in front of the woman. “Get rid of the rest.” she said sweetly, the more familiar black haired man was already attacking the security guards all around them with a cat like grace, but the professor had not much time to dwell on it then now was he also faced with the angelic looking demon.
“Hurry up Mnemosyne, I wish to get away from this mortal infested place.” the crimson eyed man called as he took the Tesseract with his bare hand and it suddenly clicked for the older man.
“The Titanes of Memory and mother of the Muses…” he whispered faintly as his memories of Greek Mythology flooded his mind.
“Yes.” was her smiling reply before Selving felt himself slipping away, it was as if someone would have grabed all of his memories like a roll of film and started clipping on them, twisting and resetting them as they like.
Nick Fury had no clue who those three strangers were, he only knew that one of them had the Tesseract beside insulting them, another was murdering his people while that woman had somehow fucked up one of his best agents and the annoying doctor and now they were gathering by that red eyed guy and just as they come they disappeared. Biting back his frustration he run to check if anyone was still alive from those who had not managed to escape from the room, but they were all dead. Eighty people slaughtered in cold blood! Clenching his fist started Fury to run in the direction of the roof to reach the helicopter, the entrance would be too far to reach before the whole facility blows up around him. He will need to contact the World Security Council, - he hated those infuriating politicians -, talk with the families of the deceased and give them his condelesence while not telling them how their loved ones died and he also needed to make a hard decision.
They needed the Avengers...
The war was again on and just like the last time when that hammer fell from the sky had humanity not the power to solve this problem on their own.
To be continued…