Chapter Eleven - Where Is The Frost Giant? HERE IT IS!

Days passed into weeks, and I was trying too hard on the magic stuff. At least now I could create a decent portal through which I could enter.

Anie was aware of my plan to meet the little princess with paternal complexes, at first she disagreed but then resignedly agreed, knowing that nothing would change my mind. Wong also helped a lot in this by giving me a ring with which I could better channel my magic, but it would only be for this occasion. Although he did not show it, I knew he cared about me. Maybe I should tell him my story, but that would be for another time.

"Miss, the tesseract is starting to react!"

- "It's time to leave town, has Mom told the others about our departure yet?" - I asked Emi, as I played with my Iron Man stuffed animal... Mom must not know it exists.

"Yes, I told them, they all accepted the proposal. Today, in the afternoon, they will leave town."

- "That's good, I'm glad no one was suspicious about the sudden proposal."

"I don't think they imagine that you will invade government property and that aliens will invade the city."

- "Okay... I get it, your sarcasm hurts me." - I said it with a mock wince.

"Even you don't believe that,"

- "I'm beginning to suspect I've raised you wrong all these years, you sound like Tony." - I winced.

"I sound like you."

- "Next time less updates." - I said jokingly. - By the way, how are the Sentinels coming along?"

"So far hospitals are using them the most and even some private security agencies want to order some for staff support."

- "Great! The hospitals will benefit the most from the project; the agencies, first investigate them, and then we'll see if we send some Sentinels."

"I have a question, miss."

- "Tell me." - I played with the levitating stuffed animal, to make it look like it was flying.

"Why didn't you put guns on the Sentinels, you know, like the ones on Mr. Stark in Age of Ultron."

- "Actually, I did think about it, but I'd rather leave that job to him, after all, he is the Merchant of Death."

"I see, you don't mind being called that."

- "No, in fact, I like the nickname; I don't see the negative in it. I mean, I know his guns killed people, but that's in the past. You can't judge someone by their past actions; everyone has a chance to change." -'Spending time with Ancestral changed how I think,' I thought.

"One more thing, aren't you afraid of meeting Mr. Stark on the Helicarrier or any future Avengers?"

- "The only ones I'm afraid of meeting are the agents, Coulson, Fury and Natasha. The others I can make up a lie for," - I said, waving my hands dismissively.

"Miss, your mother is waiting for you downstairs with the others to leave."

- "Well, it's time, the first part of the plan began."

We greeted each other as we made our way to the van that would take us out of town. There were 11 of us in total, so the trip was spent in laughter, adult conversation, and the occasional snore from Petepay.

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It had been two days since we had left the city. We were in a cabin in the woods. The adults were preparing food while the children were playing in the house. We were about to start playing hide and seek until Emi spoke to me.

"Miss, it's time."

- "Okay..." - I got the boys' attention. - "Hey, I'm going to go to sleep, I'm exhausted."

- "But we were going to play hide and seek." - Said Harriet, leaning against the wall, about to start counting.

- "I know, but..." - Yawn. - "With the fact that I slept late yesterday because of someone telling horror stories, I didn't get much rest." - I said, looking at Elliot.

- "That story wasn't even scary!" - He folded his arms.

- "When you sleep with Noah and you have to walk him to the bathroom because he's afraid of a killer clown coming out of the dark, you don't get much sleep." - I yawned again to emphasize my story.

- "I wasn't afraid, I was just worried about leaving you alone with Peter and Harriet, who wanted to play a joke on you!" - Noah shouted, pointing at both of them.

- "Hey!" - They both said.

- "Anyway, I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep for a few hours, see you later." - I left there and went straight to my room, listening to the guys blaming each other while I laughed at their comments.

Once in my room, I locked the door while I changed into black clothes. At least I could say that I was uniformed like the others.

- "Emi, let me know anything that happens here while I'm talking to the little princess." - I said putting on the ring to open the portal.

"Yes, miss, I already entered the security cameras, you will have approximately 15 minutes with him."

- "That's enough." - I moved my arm in front of me and created the portal directly to the helicarrier. - "Well, I'll see you, you'll stay with me, listening to everything."

Once I finished saying that, I went through the portal, falling face down to the ground... I still hadn't perfected that walking thing. In my opinion, I had to appear inside the cell or in the room where the cell was.

'THEN WHY THE HELL DID I APPEAR IN THE MIDDLE OF THE CORRIDOR?'

I sighed, getting up. Well, not everything can go as planned. I cleaned the dust from my clothes and asked Emi to guide me straight to the cell. On the way, she made sure that the cameras didn't notice me changing direction because if I turned them off or hacked them I would raise suspicions before time.

According to my beautiful AI, there were only two more corridors to get to Loki, once there, I would open another portal to enter, and that was it. In reality, I had only lost a couple of minutes, and at the end, I had not appeared so far away.

I kept walking until I bumped into someone - 'I'm starting to think I'm either unlucky or the floor has an obsession with me' - I didn't manage to fall to the ground since a tanned hand held me first.

- "You should be more careful... Girl? What's a girl doing in this place?" - He sighs. - "The pirate surprises me more and more." - Said Anthony Stark, meaning my father with a grimace on his face.

- "..." - I didn't know what to say, I was in front of my father, even though he didn't know it. We weren't supposed to meet yet!

- "What now you don't speak, mini agent," - He asked with a mocking smile.

- "Amm I do speak Fa... I mean Mr. Stark." - I almost screwed up, but in big time. - "Sorry, I didn't see where I was going."

- "Don't worry, girl, what's a little girl your age doing here? Where are your parents?" - He asked, crouching down to my height.

'Well, the first ones must be dead, mom's thinking I'm asleep, and you're here looking me in the eye, looking like a moron.'

- "My dad is here." - I finally said.

- "That's obvious, girl, but the question is where?" - He stared at me with a warm little smile.

- "I don't know." - I shrugged my shoulders.

- "Come on, I'll take you to the pirate; after all, I have to go through there to go to the lab." - He took me by the hand, leading me to the opposite side of Loki.

- "Don't worry, I can find them by myself, dad must not be too worried about me." - I said, letting go and separating from him.

- "Don't say that, all fathers worry about their children.... Or almost all of them." - He whispered the last.

- "Yours must have worried about you too, don't look so sad." - I gave my best smile to my dad. - "You're right, dad does care about me, even though sometimes his eyes look tired, when he smiles, my heart leaps with happiness. Although sometimes he tends to be very sarcastic and teasing, he only does it out of nerves." - I walk backward. - "I'll go get him, thanks for everything Mr. Stark, and say hello to the popsicle, Patch Man, and the Spider. Bye!" - I ran straight to the cell, but not before hearing Tony laugh at Fury's nickname and say that from now on he would use it.

Although I would have liked to talk to him more, I don't have time, I have to see the 'prisoner'. When I was close, I opened a portal that took me directly into the cell.

- "Now they send a girl to do the dirty work, and they say I'm the bad guy." - Mr. 'I'm jealous of the Tortilla' laughed loudly, looking at me with contempt.

- "Hello, Little Horns!" - I greeted him effusively.

'I HAVE TOM HIDDELSTON IN FRONT OF ME! Breathe and control yourself when he turns good, ask for his autograph, and now get to work.'

"Miss, you only have 10 minutes."

- "How dare an insignificant mortal to speak to me with such familiarity? You humans are beneath me!" - He pounded the glass with his fist.

- "Yes, whatever you say, Little Horns, I only came here to see you."

- "You came to admire a god, it's obvious your kind are so easily surprised." - He said it arrogantly, but I didn't take my idiotic smile off my face.

- "You talk as if this were a zoo, and you were in captivity... Oh, wait, you're in captivity like an animal!" - I smirked at him, detonating coldness in my voice. - "You may be the god of mischief and lies, which I love because I adore snakes. But at least I can walk freely in this place." - I approached the glass.

- "Your kind will end up kneeling before me, and when that happens, you will beg for my forgiveness." - He said, annoyed but haughty.

- "Were your eyes always blue?" - I asked him without caring about his comment.

- "What nonsense are you talking about? Haven't you heard what I said? A filthy Midgardian shouldn't even be allowed to be in the same room as me."

- "We're not actually in the same room, but whatever. Your eyes were always black, and now they're blue?" - I said it to the air. - "The Mind Stone that's in your little power lantern has the ability to get into other people's heads. Don't tell me you put a spell on yourself."

- "How do you know about the stone?" - He asked me more calmly, but still with his contemptuous tone.

- "Maybe..."

- "Maybe what, Midgardian?" - He turned around and turned his back to me.

- "Could it be that Thanos is inside your mind, playing with you?" - I sat with my legs crossed. I watched as he slowly turned in my direction, paler than he was.

- "How did you...?"

- "You know I'm not sure your priorities are in order, Thanos, Thanatos, the grape whatever you want to call him, he is in your mind. Can he hear our conversation?" - I stared at him.

- "Who the hell are you, and how do you know... Thanos?" - He asked me with no expression on his face.

- "You don't answer my questions, I won't answer yours." - I got up from the floor.

"Miss 3 minutes."

- "I have to go, Little Horns, it was not a pleasure talking to you." - I opened the portal to my room. - "But you should think better about whose side you're on because Thanos will stop at nothing and no one to get every single stone, even if it means killing his minions." - I stepped through the portal, leaving Loki with a dumbfounded and curious look on his face, falling into my bed just as mom knocked on the door.

- "Daughter, wake up, it's time to eat." - She tried to open the door.

- "Yes, I'm coming, I'm coming, I'll be right down." - Yawn. - "Now I'm sleepy."

"Everything went well, Martha. I was even able to get some information from the computers, taking advantage of the virus your father introduced, no one will notice ours."

- "That's good, Emi, plus you were able to meet your favorite psychopath." - I was referring to Loki.

"I thought he would be the same as the Nordic myths that exist here, but I can see they have no relation."

- "It would have been fun to see his children." - I laughed, going downstairs, ready to eat.

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The rest of the day was normal until the news showed the attack on New York by the Chitauris. The parents were terrified and thankful we were away from the city when it happened.

We kids were freaking out watching the aliens, even Peter said it would have been cool to be there, so I gave him a smack on the head and told him it's not the same seeing it as living it.

The news kept reporting on what was happening in the city. All the news was showing what happened. When mom heard Dad's name, some tears fell from her eyes as I hugged her, telling her that Dad would be ok—physically ok.

In the end, they told us that we better go play somewhere else in the house while they watched the news. After a few hours, we no longer cared what was going on, Emi was informing me about what she was hearing, and everything was going according to the movie, so there was nothing to worry about.

Soon the night came, and with it, the end of the fight. We could not return to New York because the center was currently closed, and emergency services were everywhere, including my Sentinels, who were, as they said on the news, "One of the main reasons several people survived." My company got thanks from the affected people, and the media because of our help in the crisis.

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