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  Asgard[2014]

  –Heimdall–

  He watched as young Axl pyed with stohat he had gathered around their humble abode. He had spent all his time in this pce, split between tiling the nds and then teag Axl about the gift of Sight as much as he could.

  The thing with the seal that the All-Father had pced on Axl was that it would gradually open on its own anyway.

  F it to open in any way would immediately alert the All-Father. It served as a safety and watch meism meant to keep watch over the only young user of the Sight.

  Once Prihor asded to the rank of a SkyFather, he too would gain the ability of Sight. Axl would serve as a fine ahen, once he retired.

  “Retried, huh?” He muttered to himself as he looked around the pce that the interloper who osing as their king had granted him.

  Yes, he khat the oting ohrone of Asgard, wielding Gungnir was not King Odin, the All-Father. He had been terribly worried about the King’s rea when he resolved to dissolve the seal that had been pced on Young Axl’s powerful Sight.

  He had expected King Odin to call for him, if not e here himself but even after weeks had passed sihe day Axl pletely gained his sight, there was no sight of King Odin in sight. In fact, even after he called for the King himself multiple times, he received no reply.

  He was sure from this that the All-Father was not receiving his messages. Sure, if he had chosen not to reply, he would have known because he could feel it. King Odin could choose to watch over the ey of Asgard all at once.

  He would know if he was being observed instantly. Besides, the amount of dahat he utting young Axl in, would have had King Odin marg on this doorstep in moments.

  The st cher was the analysis he did in his mind about the King’s as ever since Prihor came back from Svartalfheim. The all-but banishment of Prihor, the actual banishing of Sif and the Three Warriors, his “retirement” to this wastend, and more.

  Those were not the as of King Odin, even if he sidered the fact that the All-Father was drowned in grief due to the loss of his Queen.

  No, this was something else altogether.

  The unthinkable has happened. Someone has mao steal King Odin’s seat of pht from underh him without anyone being the wiser. Not even Prihor suspected anything.

  He was afraid that he was the only one who had the same line of thought in his mind. No Asgardian, even in their wildest dream, would ever think of the possibility of King Odin, the image of pure power in their eyes, gettihroned without everyone in the Nine Realms and the wider os ing to know about it.

  The worst thing was that he could not take his suspis to anyone. With the loss of Queen Frigga and the absence of Prihor, there was no one who had the means of actually standing up to the King.

  Young Axl would surely be in danger if he tried to do anything about the interloper. Not only did he have Gungnir in his hands, which arently not revolving against the intruder (that raised a whole other set of arm bells in his mind), but he was also powerful enough to repce King Odin without making any noise.

  No, he could not do anything rash. He had to make sure that Axl was safe. Also, he had to stay alive until Prihor came back. He o riHor about it but he had tried to reach him and wherever Prihor was, he was either unwilling to establish a e or he was unreachable by normal means.

  The sed possibility would be real if Prihor was in an area with high disturbances and those areas were few and far between.

  The other way to prepare for Prihor’s eventual return would be to look for powerful allies, ohat could stand up to the interloper’s power, who himself was someone who could silently repe of the stro beings of the os, weakened as he was now.

  As, the only people he knew of who could rival or even surpass Prihor in might were his wayward allies on Midgard, The Avengers.

  Some members of that team had the capability of even surpassing Prihor in bat. The Gree was clearly strong, that much was obvious to a he was unsure if just pure might was the answer in their fight against someone clearly well versed is of Seidr.

  Another face came to mind as he thought of the bzing green that covered a small part of the city, proteg Midgardians from forces beyond their ken.

  The Green Guardian, Jack Sullivan of Midgard was clearly someone who could have helped Prihor in any of his endeavours a, he lost his life iragiding of the Chitauri Invasion.

  The All-Father articurly harsh on Prince Loki when they all realised that the one who fought the fiercest, the hardest battle of Midgard was a mere child by Midgard’s standards.

  Not on Asgard though. Anybody who has fought in battle with their Prince side by side meant they were already an honorary warrior and surely get the ce to desd to Valhal.

  Jack Sullivan.

  “Father, why don’t you e back with me to the city? I would love to tour the city with you. The other kids make fun of me when they see me go home alone,”

  Axl’s voiapped him out of his thoughts as he looked at the aggrieved look on Axl’s face.

  Ah, the joys of being young.

  He cupped Axl’s cheek as he tried to expin to him something that was far out of his age group.

  “Soon, Axl. Soon, we will go back to the Golden Realm,”

  “.....Okay…” Axl replied, downcast as he went back to pying with the rocks.

  He meanwhile looked up in the sky, giving his silent respect for the young warrior named Jack Sullivan.

  All of a sudden, his gaze went bnk as his Sight brought him to his requested destination, or rather, the requested person.

  “Oh! Didn’t think yht would work like this,” Jack Sullivan, the Green Guardian of Earth, in the flesh looked straight at his astral proje as his Sight had located the clearly lost warrior in a spaceship.

  “What? Jack? Prihor thought you dead!” He stumbled on his response, his spirit slightly disoriented by the fast movements of the ship, the distance being too vast.

  He was too shocked internally to realise that his Sight had identitied his target and brought him here.

  “So you are alive then,” He ftly said after a moment of thought.

  “Yeah, it is a long story but I guess we have time for that. Plus, it would be great if Thor could meet me oh. We have a lot of work to do and as you know, two hands are–”

  “I am sorry to interrupt you but Prihor is on an indefinite self refle journey and as synch, ot be tacted unless he wishes,” He informed young Jack about it.

  “Ah, I see. Well then, seeing that we have nothing else to discuss, let me regale you with the tale of how Tivan Taneller mao e and how I escaped his so called Colle,”

  _____xx____

  Earth[2014]

  –Tony Stark–

  He tio type on his ade keyboard, his fingers blistering across the holo keys at a dizzying speed as he tried, once more, to try and find Jarvis in the huge haystack that was the i.

  He had tried everything. He went through the Nexus with a fiooth b a dozen times over. He tried creating an algorithm that would replicate endlessly unless it found Jarvis and then informed him about it.

  He tried to create a virus that could target Jarvis’ auxiliary systems and warn him about it but he never had the ce to gh with it. He had a hunch that Jarvis knew about that but refused to tact him about it.

  “AGH!” he smmed the table in front of him in frustration. Frustration of his failure in stopping Jarvis from supp Romanoff.

  Frustration in his inability to stop Romanoff from killing off 4 members of the World Security cil before Alexander Pierce, the Secretary of it stepped off his position in fear of being targeted like his colleague.

  That seemed to have stopped the attacks but he had a hunch that it was not a pause but something that Romanoff and Jarvis were preparing for.

  Not knowing only made the thing worse.

  Artleat Fury was willing to let this thing stay in the background for some reason because he was sure that everybody in every of the gover must be cm for his impriso in his role of creating a rogue AI.

  Except Jarvis wasn’t rogue, he thought to himself as he straightened up and resumed his work on another workspace.

  He khat something had happeo Jarvis on that fateful day, something that led to him gainiiend then leading him on this path. The path to being part of a rogue entity that sisted of Romanoff, one of the most dangerous people on the p.

  He tried, he really did but he could not find even the slightest hint of them. It was as if they had gone pletely underground or above air. SHIELD had tried their best as well but Romanoff was somehow avoiding every known pattern.

  He absentmindedly rubbed his chest, his fingers still able to tell the differeween unblemished skin and the spot where the Arc Reactor used to be.

  In this messed up world, he never really got the ce to go ahead with the surgery that would have him free of the relian the Arc Reactor.

  It was only st year that he almost lost Pepper that prompted him to just get his big boy pants on and go ahead with the surgery. It helped that he had a single shot of Extremis handy that could be used on him to just heal him back to tip top dition.

  “Boss, may I suggest taking a break? Ms.Potts is on her way with dinner. It’s ese, your favourite,” FRIDAY chimed in from the ceiling.

  “Dinner? What time is it, Fri?” He questioned her as he tried to blink the headache out of his system.

  “It is currently 1 AM, sir,”

  “Whoa, no wonder I am feeling all that coffee now,” He said as he closed down all the workspaces. It had been like this for a while now.

  He had FRIDAY now, sure but she was never meant to be a rept for his baby boy. No, she was more than enough when it came to piloting his suits and perf everything that Jarvis did around the b but his absence could still be felt.

  Even FRIDAY, with all the power avaible to her, could not find any traces of Jarvis.

  “Hey!” He poi Pepper as she entered his b with takeout in her hands, the one from his favourite pce.

  “What would I ever do without you?” He said as he took Pepper in his arms and kissed her on her forehead.

  “Get eaten by your cats after you die from overw, alone in your bs?” She snarked back at him, her hands going through his head.

  “Oh, the dy has sass now, does she?” He said as she gently began leading him out of his b, FRIDAY, ever the dutiful AI, began shutting dowhing properly.

  “Yes, she does and this dy demands that you have a proper meal and a good night’s rest before this dy would ever let you out of her sight,” Pepper said imperiously.

  They both looked at each other for a moment before they burst out ughing together.

  “e o’s get you a bath. You Stink, by the way,”

  “Hey, you are the one who chose to be with this stinky mess. You don’t get some parts of me. You get all of me, Stink included,”

  “Oh yeah? Let’s go, Mr.Stinky,”

  They tio banter as they left the b, the entire b going dark as Tony finally left the workshop after a record 72 hours.

  ……

  ….

  “He does look happy, doesn’t he?” Natasha Romanoff asked Jarvis as they both watched the happy Stark couple have dinner.

  “Yes, sir does seem happy. It is….better this way. As I am now, I o longer be satisfied with just being a digital existence,” Jarvis replied as she tio work oolen Qui made by Arc Reactor tech.

  Iwo years she had been on the run, she had been successful in killing all the then members of the World Security cil, save for one.

  Oh, she knew where Pierce was and could probably kill him whenever she wao but she needed him to plete his and HYDRA’s nefarious agenda.

  Projesight.

  “Jarvis, how sure are you that your pn will work? You know that millions if not billions of lives are at stake here,” She asked out loud as she looked at the schematics, prototypes from the looks of it, of geion Helicarriers, built with Arc Reactors, keeping long term reliability in mind.

  Looking at the experimental Quihat had kept her airborne and ued from everyone on the p for two whole years without failing, she could say, without a shadow of a doubt that the Helicarriers, onched would need no refueling for months, maybe years if they rationed everything.

  “I am 98.87% certain that this will be the best way to make sure that all the HYDRA members are identities and eliminated with extreme prejudice” Jarvis’ eleic voice pinged in the small workspace she had made for herself in the Qui as he talked about killing thousands of people.

  “Well, they are literally Nazis we are talking about. Steve probably would have still objected to it but hey, we are not going to tell him, are we?” She tried to banter with Jarvis, but their bond now deepened due to him being her only panion iwo years it had been since Jarvis was affected by the energy storm.

  In the months since Jack’s funeral, Jarvis, unshackled as he was now, unloaded shock after sho her as he tio gain access to pces that he didn’t even ked.

  One such shock was the existence of Arnim Zo, as an inferiital lifeform. Jarvis had assimited Zo before he could do anything and was currently ag as HYDRA’s guide to Projesight.

  In the meantime, she acted on Jarvis’ orders to stall or ht destroy any of HYDRA’s pns o became clear that it was going to result in a massive loss of life then or ter on.

  In this way, they had spent the past two years, w, slowly, to make sure that HYDRA ended up in the spot they wa to, ripe for the culling.

  All for Jack.

  It started as penance for killing Jack but once she traced the roots, it all went back to HYDRA. The experiments that created Jack.

  The experiments oesseract.

  The hat killed Jack.

  Everything could be traced back to the behemoth of an evil anisation that was HYDRA and as such, she was determio end it before she died.

  At Least this way, she would not have to see Jack’s gurgling face as he died in front of her.

  This way, she could gain some peace before she iably died. People like her did not get a good death, of that she was sure.

  So why not go out swinging on your own terms, instead of letting life decide your ces?

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  - Jack arrives ba Earth with a wildly different sario than the one he was expeg.