Questions without Answers

"W-What... what the hell was that?!"

Coulson couldn't believe his eyes. The thing he witnessed at this moment was something that he couldn't explain, it was impossible to explain.

As an agent of SHIELD, Coulson had witnessed many strange incidents, but what he was witnessing at this point in time, made even a calm and collected man like Coulson lose his composure.

"T-that's.. H-how..?!"

"What the heck just happened?!"

"Am I losing my sanity?!"

"I'm not paid enough for this shit..."

All the agents, who were trained to keep their composure in any situation, were panicking and shouting their thoughts out loud. One part of the facility they were currently in, was torn apart by the shockwave produced by an attack.

That attack being a punch from a regular human.

Coulson fell down on the ground. His eyes widened in disbelief. The sky, which was previously filled with dark clouds pouring down rain on the surface, was now cleared as the clouds were forcefully torn apart.

The weather changed, in just one punch.

("Hey, can you hear me?")

The voice of the man who did the impossible, came from the other side of Coulson's phone, making him shakily bring it to his ear.

Coulson swallowed the lump of saliva down his throat. He took a deep breath to calm his nerves, and after a moment of hesitation, finally decided to answer.

"...What is it, Jason?"

Despite the shock he was feeling, Coulson still tried to appear normal. It wasn't the time to be panicking, he needed to get his act together.

Jason Andrews might be some kind of super human, a God even considering this display of strength, but he can't let the man know what he truly thought of this situation.

He didn't want Jason to know he was scared.

("I think I'm done here. This guy is all yours now. Just ask him whatever you wanted to ask. I'm going back to Izzy's, you can contact me if there's some situation later on.")

—With that, Jason ended the call.

Coulson didn't try to call Jason back. He didn't try to ask any questions regarding what happened. He just couldn't find it in himself to ask anything.

Coulson had always been a man who worked without any questions. He knew that in his line of work, it's better to stay ignorant. Fury liked Coulson for that. He knew that Coulson would never question him for anything unless it was absolutely necessary for his mission.

That was what made Coulson the perfect subordinate in Fury's eyes. A man who knew when to speak, and when to keep his mouth shut.

Coulson quickly got up from the ground, and observed his surroundings. All the agents were in a panicked state of mind, but slowly but surely, they were also getting their bearings back.

A few moments passed, and Coulson finally got back to his senses. He looked at the nearby destruction, and realised that no agents were hurt during this whole affair.

Coulson decided to ponder on this later, and quickly used his phone to dial a number. After a few seconds of ringing, the call connected.

("Agent Phil, anything you want to share?")

Coulson thought for a few seconds, before finally making up his mind.

"Maria, is Director Fury there with you?"

("Huh? Yes he is. He is currently busy—")

Coulson quickly cut her off.

"Please tell him I need to talk. It's urgent."

It was silent for a while. Coulson knew Maria was confused by his behaviour, but he still decided to not elaborate. He just wanted to talk to Fury.

("...Phil, what happened? The director is busy at the moment. You can tell me, I will pass it on to him.")

Coulson was not pleased. It took all the effort on Coulson's part to stop himself from cursing out loud, he was feeling very frustrated.

That's why, he did something that he would have never done in any other situation.

"Maria, please tell the director—"

"I have some questions."

~~

(The next day)

Thor wasn't someone to be known for his thinking prowess. He never put thoughts into anything he did.

He was reckless, that much was something he wholeheartedly agree with his brother. No matter how difficult the situation was, the only solution he could come up with was smashing it with his hammer.

His father had tried to change that, but in the end, he couldn't succeed despite all the effort he put into reforming Thor into what he wanted.

What Odin failed to do, a normal bald-headed human succeeded in doing within a single day.

"How come a Midgardian wield such tremendous strength? Was he really a Midgardian? If not Midgardian, then what even was he?"

Thor pondered out loud, sitting on the chair inside a room in the SHIELD facility. Thor lost, that much was something he could live with. But, he didn't even stand a chance.

With or without powers, Thor himself knew he wouldn't have been able to stand straight after getting hit by that punch. With his current state, he would have died. But that abnormal Midgardian didn't kill him.

Thor didn't know what to think of it. If Thor was in that man's position, he wasn't sure if he would have taken the same decision.

Thor have slayed millions in battle. Some deserved it, some didn't. But that's how wars were like, they always have casualties. He had come in terms with that a long time ago. He knew there was a chance for him to die someday, but at that moment when that fist of death was inches away from his face, Thor didn't want to die.

He wanted to apologise to his father first, for saying such rude remarks to him. He wanted to meet his mother and tell her about his new experience in Midguard. He wanted to have playful banter with his brother again. He wanted to go to many more battles with Lady Sif and the Warriors Three and share glory with them.

There was so much more he wanted to do.

Thankfully, he didn't die. That fist stopped just inches away from his face.

That was also something that troubled Thor. The control that man had over his power was something else entirely. Everything got destroyed in its path, except for him. That man made sure not to hurt Thor.

That is not something you can learn in a single day. You need to be part of numerous battles to gain such control; Battle against beings who are far below you in terms of power.

"!!"

Thor was broken out of his thoughts by some movement outside the room he was currently in. After a few moments, the door opened, and the one who entered the room was someone Thor was not expecting to see.

"How are you doing? I hope these mortals are treating you well."

That playful tone, there was no doubt about it, that was Loki. Thor's eyes widened, and a smile so bright it could've made any maiden fall graced his face.

"Brother! I'm so glad to see you!"

Thor would have ran and hugged his brother, if not for the handcuffs restraining him and not letting him leave his seat.

If it was any other time, Thor would have noticed Loki gritting his teeth upon hearing the word 'brother' from his mouth. But due to his joy at meeting Loki, he didn't notice it.

"I see you're doing fine, if you're able to shout so much. At least they are feeding you well."

"Hah! This is nothing compared to what I have experienced in the past. You should know better than anyone else."

Thor grinned, his good mood clearly visible for anyone to see. Loki looked at Thor for a while, before making the handcuffs restraining him disappear.

"Thanks for that brother. Let me take back Mjolnir, then we can go back to Asg-"

Loki quickly cut Thor off.

"We're not going back to Agard. Or more like, you're not going back."

Thor's back straightened at Loki's words. He frowned, and looked at him in disapproval.

"This is no time for your japes. I want to return home. To Asgard."

"Do I look like I'm in the mood for such silly jokes?"

Thor looked at Loki straight in the eye, trying to see any trace of lie. Unfortunately for him, he didn't find any.

"... Is Father still angry? Just take me to him. I will convince him. We both can convince him."

"That is no longer possible."

Loki muttered, his eyes turning sad. Thor could see some tears building up inside those eyes, ready to come out. He had a very bad feeling about all of this. He felt as if something was suffocating him.

"... What do you mean? What are you getting at Loki?"

Thor asked, his expression darkened. Something was wrong, he could feel it.

Loki's eyes shifted towards the ground. He didn't speak for a while, before finally mustering up the courage and looking at Thor straight in his eyes, his expression passive.

"The All-Father, ruler of the nine realms, is no more."

~~

Jason was finally back at the Isabela's Diner.

After beating up that rude guy, he quickly left everything to Coulson and ran straight towards Izzy's Diner. He was supposed to be sleeping here for the night, in one of the empty rooms at the above floor.

He was glad he cleared the sky, otherwise, he would have gotten wet on his way back. He didn't have many clothes to wear. The second thing he was planning on doing after getting his salary was to buy some new clothes.

The first thing, was of course buying some good quality meat.

Sitting on his bed, which wasn't king sized, Jason looked at the suitcase Fury sent for him with a critical eye. There was absolutely no way that Fury sent him something without asking anything in return.

That man was really stingy, and that was coming from someone like Jason, which meant something.

"... I guess I will open it."

After carefully thinking about it, Jason finally grabbed the suitcase and opened it. He was ready to throw the suitcase into space if it had a bomb inside it.

Looking inside the suitcase with one of his eyes closed, Jason carefully took out the thing inside it. Holding it over his hands, his serious face went back to normal.

"Oh. It's just my Hero costume."

~~~

Hello dear Readers.

Author here.

Nothing exciting happened in this chapter. Everything is going to start from the next one. I hope you guys have watched Thor 1, because I'm not going to explain a lot of things.

In this story, Thor had not tried to lift his hammer, so he is still a little cocky. That would change with the news of his father dying. He is unworthy, and he will understand that soon.

Give me your power stones guys, and don't forget to leave a comment.

Peace ✌️