Baby Assassin

19

Thor's P.O.V

I was worried about the young Maiden. I've grown to care about her and she was Loki's greatest companion. Loki walked back in with a peculiar expression, one often used when he was trying to figure something out.

Me: What is it Brother?
Loki: I do believe that Mother is coming to Midgard.

The others splutter. Mother?

Me:*surprised* Why? Would Father even let her?
Loki:*snorts* Like he could deny her Thor.

I shrug, it was true. Odin never denied his Queen.

Tony: You mean to say the Queen of Asgard is coming here?!
Steve: When?!

The Biofrost lights are seen.

Loki: I do believe now.

Frigga's P.O.V

I step out of the Biofrost and see my sons waiting.

Me: My sons.
Loki:*little smile* Mother.

I hug them each. I have missed them so.

Me: Where is she darlings?

They lead me inside and to a room filled with people.

??: Ma'am, it's a pleasure. I am Steve Rogers.
Me: Yes, my son's have told me all about you all.

I see a boy and a lady sitting next to a beautiful young maiden on the bed. I walk forward.

Me: Is this the Lady Sasha?
Lady Natasha: Yes your majesty.
Me:*touches shoulder* I am sorry Lady Natasha. I will do my best.

They back up and I place my fingertips on her temple. Inside was a horrid mess of shattered memories.

Me: I do believe I can heal her. But all magic comes at a price, no matter how small.
Peter:*begs* Please Mrs. Queen Frigga!
Me: I will need help.
??: I will.

A child stands behind. I can feel her healing magic.

Me:*smiling* What's your name darling?
??: Kiara.
Me: Well Lady Kiara, place your hands like this.

She does. I nod and roll my sleeves up, once again placing my hands on her.

Me: Just channel your magic, I shall do the rest.

Breathing deeply, I start the spell.

Me: ዘቿልረ ነቿፕ ነዐጠ ቿዪ ነጕልዕቿፕ, ቿክዕዪቿ ነጕጋቿጌክቿነጎኗክቿፕ. ረልኗዪቿ ዕቿፕ ነዐጠ ዘልዪ ኗልፕፕ ፕልየፕ ዐኗ ኗጎ ሀልዪ ዘልዪ ጌረጎፕፕ ፕልፕፕ.

Warm golden light shines around her and a white lighter joins it, pulling it into her. A small ripple of air pulses through the room, pushing us back a bit.

Sasha's P.O.V (Mind)

Everything was broken, shattered. Slowly, things began making sense. Bits and pieces fused back together and I gasp, everything clicking into place. I sit up and see a blank room. I was dressed in a plain white gown and my hair was down in curls.

Me: Hello?

My bare feet hit the cool floor and I start walking. Eventually, I come to a screen-like monitor and see my body.

Me: Holy crap.

I see someone had bathed me and dresses me in jeans and a tank top. My hair was down around my shoulders.

Me: Am I dead? Holy crap I'm dead?!

I bang on the glass. I notice someone come in and recognize Peter.