Infinity

Chapter 14 The Dark World

I trail behind Odin as he storms into the healing rooms.

"She's ill."

"She is mortal. Illness is their defining trait."

"I brought her here so we could help her." My Father argues.

"She does not belong on Asgard any more than a goat belongs at a banquet table."

The small woman sits up, dissolving the image of the soul forge, "Did he just..? Who do you think you are?"

"I am Odin. King of Asgard and Protector of the nine Realms."

She instantly regrets her choice of words, "Oh, well, I'm-"
"I know very well who you are, Jane Foster."

Jane turns to my Father, "You told your dad about me?"

"There's something within her." Thor argues.

"Her world has healers, they're called doctors, let them deal with it. Guards! Take her back to Midgard!"

"No- I wouldn't-"

I step forward with the guards, and bright red rings burst from Jane's body, sending the guards back, but splicing my arms as It goes around me.

"Bring her with me. Now." I say to my Father.

He picks up the small woman in his arms and carefully follows me.

"She is in grave danger." I say, looking down at her arms as they glow a slight red, "She's not ill. She's weak. This stone is consuming her."

"Consuming?"

"It is increasing its power by consuming hers."

"What can we do about it?"

"That I do not know. All I know is that if the Aether stays inside of her- it will kill her."

My Father looks down grimly, "And how is it not doing the same to you?"

"I have no clue."

"Then how do you know th-"

"Because I can feel it. These stones- they're meant to be close together- they're from the same origins, and since we're both in possession of them, we share something powerful. Just make sure she doesn't have another outbreak."

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As I sit with my Infinity Stone in my hand, the alarms to the prison scream across the palace.

I grab Delvameg and slam the stone back in the base of the staff. I run into the halls with fleets of soldiers. My friends join me at the stairs and we descend them together.

All hell has broken lose, at least the creatures of it have.

"Make sure no one leaves." I tell them, "The guards will hold most of them back, just keep your eyes out for strays."

They nod and head off toward different exits. I quickly form a sword and shield and charge into battle. Hundreds of criminals fight hundreds of guards in the small halls of the prison. I slash at opponents, only being able to fight the numbers for a few moments. They quickly outnumber me hand to hand. I push back and form the shield into another sword and begin fighting again.

If there was a way for me to fight about five criminals at one without losing ground, I would do it, however, there is not; and I quickly get pushed back toward a cell.

"Well, this seems to be going terribly."

I growl and push back as Loki taunts me.

"You know, you're quite the warrior, I don't see how you can face all of these creatures at once."