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"Let me just say, I did not expect to be visiting Russia today, this armour is basically a vest, it doesn't help with the cold at all" Said the shivering woman the second the three stepped through the portal that led them to where the battle was taking place.
The three walked towards the concentration of the fight, in the middle, the avengers were fighting pretty restlessly, but it was to no avail, the moment an alien was killed, it seemed like three more took its place
"Do you ever take anything seriously?" asked Wong with an exasperated look
"Well, I don't see why I should, these are Chitauri, pretty weak, you just gotta kill the mothership and the rest will go poof" Replied Cora as if it was the most common of knowledge, which to her was.
After seeing the rest of the battered team eyes on her, she spoke again with realization in her voice "Ohh you guys- Sorry, didn't you know?"
"You're telling me the battle of New York would have ended just like that?!?" Questioned an exasperated Tony Stark with the helmet of his suit off, 'Oh, right, the man almost died that day' thought Cora
"Yeah, and I'd love to keep chatting, but there's work to do, nice to see you all again" She said, with a bright smile and a wave to the rest of the heroes, before jumping through a portal
"Where did she go?" asked the black widow, voicing the question that was floating around everyone's bewildered minds
Strange just pointed to the mothership, where a purple ring spat Cora, who landed on top of the alien vessel
"Wong, call off the back-up, it won't be needed" Said the sorcerer supreme to his friend, not taking his eyes off the sky. Feeling everyone else's confused eyes on him, he added "She'll be down in a minute"
As he said that, the whole team watched how the woman above of them clapped her hands, which glowed with entrancing lilac sparks, stopped, crouched, then pressed her palms on the surface of the ship
Her magic flowed from her hands to the aircraft, enclosing it. When that was done, she stood up again and flicked her wrist. Not a second after that minimal movement was made, the whole thing exploded and the woman had vanished from thin air.
Everyone gasped, with a mix of surprise and admiraton. They were all looking from where the ship stood high on the sky to the ground where all the aliens lay dead, back and forth, as if waiting for them to come back to life and start fighting again
A long minute passed, no one moved, but the shock was wearing off and the air was tense as Cora was still nowhere to be seen, worry clouded the group's heads, lowering their heads, ready to pay their respects for a fallen soldier
"THAT FELT AWESOME" Everyone jumped in fright at the sudden scream coming from behind them
"Did you guys see that?" cheered Cora while grabbing Stephen's shoulders and shaking him "I haven't done that in like three centuries!" she said moving towards the other master of mystic arts and doing the same to him "did it look as cool as it felt? 'cause it felt fucking cool as hell!"
"Language!" Cora frowned and turned her back on her friends to search for the voice that interrupted her rave.
She found the owner of the voice, 'Acts like a grandpa, must be the iced captain', she faced him with a menacing stare and sinister smile
Everyone looked shocked at the sudden change of demeanor on the woman, especially the one responsible for this shift.
The silence felt eternal, after what felt like ages, of looking like she was going to murder the man with a frisbee, she was satisfied with the reaction and started laughing, completely going back to her previous cheery state, no trace of that alarming expression left on her joyful face
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MAGIC AND CROWNS ; loki
Fanfiction' ' i love how you hand me your lies in silver platter and golden cutlery ' ' Cora Francis, a woman who has lived through many centuries, a powerful sorceress, a necromancer, and many other titles. After spending a millenia...
