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[The Ancient One POV]
I watched as Alex showed the Panther the dangers beyond the veil of human ignorance, and how little by little the panther began to reconsider his position with a bit of Magic suggestion, after all, what could Wakanda do in a universe as big as ours.
However, as much as the magically manipulated King wanted to end this ordeal, he knew his people would never allow a foreigner to get away with what Alex had done, in their eyes, Alex had insulted them, perhaps as much as Klaus himself.
"Do you think the panther will reconsider?" Odin asked, looking at Alex and T'Chaka through the eyes of one of his many ravens on earth.
"He will," I nodded, though sacrifices on his part would have to be made.
"Humans and their internal conflicts," Odin sighed, rubbing his temples.
"That is the consequence of a short life," I chuckled, "When I was their age, I was like them, angry, naive, looking for a fight when there was no need for one, however, as the centuries passed, I learned the truths of the universe, curing me of my own ignorance, normal humans lack that privilege, they lack the time to learn and improve themselves and because of that they stay for the most part ignorant, blind to the truth."
"I think there is more to it than time on that," Odin replied, "Thor is older than you, and yet he behaves like a child, I think it's a combination of the willingness to learn and the time to do it."
He was right, time alone was not enough, you needed to actually want to change to change, otherwise, time would only prolong the time of your ignorance.
"You are right, I stand corrected, time alone is not enough for us, we need more, maybe a catalyst to force us to learn," I nodded with a thin smile.
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[T'Chaka POV]
Alex Walker, our target for capture and execution had bested us, and what was worst, he had shown me so much, his powers allowed me to see beyond what I thought possible.
I knew it could be a lie, I knew such things could possibly be manipulated by his hand, but a part of me knew that was not the case, even if it was a possibility, my instincts were telling me he was being honest.
My instincts had yet to fail me, and that scared me.
If what he said was true, Wakanda was in danger, and we were not prepared to face it, at least not alone.
But making an alliance with him was easier said than done.
My people wanted his blood, it was well known he had stolen what was ours, that fact remained, for no matter the cause behind his theft he had still stolen from us, in the end, I had but two options, one to let my people hunt him and die on the process.
Or two, lying to make this work.
One path would kill my people, and the other my principles, I guess the real question was, what was more important? My people, or my personal beliefs?
"What will we do husband?" Ramonda asked, her tone soft bringing me out of my head, it was astonishing really, how every time I looked at her, I would fall in love all over again. Her eyes, her soft skin, her touch.
"We will get who we first wanted," I replied, making my decision, between my beliefs and my people, I would always choose my people, my children, my wife, if allying myself with Alex would bring more strength to Wakanda, then perhaps it was time to make an exception.
In a way, I wasn't lying, I always said I would keep Wakanda close to the world, but Alex was technically Asgardian according to the Norse God of Thunder, so in a way, I was opening Wakanda to another world, not the one I swore to keep away.
"But what will the council say?" Ramonda inquired in a worried tone, it pained me to hear her voice like that, my queen worrying for me, she was to be happy, I promised her that, and yet here I am failing.
"I will… lie," I sighed, "Vibranium is not originally from earth, I will simply say he got his Vibranium from outer space, after all, Alex has means of transport to travel the stars, it is not a bad lie."
My beautiful wife sighed, "It could work, the elders would still complain, but with this, they would have no base to demand his head."
I snorted, "I would like to see them try," I chuckled, "He is not a man that we can currently defeat, not without revealing ourselves to the world," defeated in less than ten seconds, a shame I would carry to my grave.
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[Thor Odinson POV]
I was awesome, I knew that I mean, my hair, my muscles, everything was beyond awesome, it was mighty.
And so was my brother from another mother, Alex, of course, he was at least 60% less awesome and mighty, but even with that, he was still mighty on his own accord, earth mightiest warrior.
So, when the time to help him in battle came, I was ready to summon Asgard's army to assist him in combat, unfortunately, the opportunity never came, a sad development really, when Alex told me a country was after him, I was ready to bathe on their blood as the Asgardian troops sung about our greatness.
Alas, I didn't get the chance to bathe in anyone's blood, which was a sad development, I wanted to show this metal-armed human I was the mightiest uncle, I was taller, stronger, handsomer, and stronger… did I say taller?
Oh well, Alex knew that, and so did the girls, the only one in denial was Rocky, or was it Trucky, Locky? Sucky? Oh, I like that one, Sucky!
"Thor do you want a burger!" Alex asked.
"YES!" I ran towards the kitchen in my mighty Asgardian pajamas.
"On it!" Alex shot back.
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Showing the Panther the possible threats outside this world was not enough to convince him, I knew that, so I had to force him into the path I desired, without him knowing, a tactic I was not proud of but what other choice did I have? I didn't want to wage war with Wakanda, I had no time to deal with such a thing, their country was powerful and an ally the earth needed, so eliminating them was not an option, angry with how things had turned out, I picked the path of cowards and used what little I learned from the Ancient One to change his mind by altering his own thoughts.
I didn't brainwash him though, I didn't have the necessary skill to alter his mind to such a degree, after all, I abhorred this particular tree of magic with all my heart, and had only learned how to use the bare basics out of necessity, for according to the Ancient One, such knowledge was essential to avoid said magic taking a hold of you.
I felt dirty, angry, and disgusted, to get what I had wanted, I had changed his views about the entire situation, and no matter how much I told myself it had been for the greater good, that I had just changed his thoughts a bit, that I had only guided his him to a path of acceptance for the sake of the future… I knew it was wrong.
In the end, it changed nothing, no matter how many excuses I tried to come up with.
I had done the thing I myself had feared someone would to me, I had become the voice whispering in the back of someone's ear, manipulating them for my own sake.
It's laughable really, in a morally disgusting way, my act had saved lives, and even then I felt no better.
But I had no time to sulk.
I was a fierce believer of the karmic cycle, what goes around, comes around, and one day, I would pay for this, I would pay for breaking my own code.
It's stupid, I know, I had done worse things, I had killed innocent people, and yet I drew the line with such a thing.
"You did what you had to do," Bucky muttered, being the only one to know what had truly happened.
"I know that, I still don't feel any better though," I chuckled without emotion.
"You are not like them," Bucky growled, slamming his fist into a wall, shattering the entire piece into nothing but rubble. "You are not Hydra, you simply made him see without his prejudices!"
"Bucky, I know what you are trying to do," I smiled, closing my eyes as I did so, "But, what I did, is no better than getting a girl drunk to fuck her, just because drunk she would be more likely to open her legs," I sighed, "I whispered into his ear, I guided him towards the path I wanted, and yes, this path is for the best, but he had a choice to say fuck it all, a choice I didn't give him,"
"I still don't care," Bucky replied, his eyes piercing my very soul, "I know that what you did was wrong, but it was wrong for good reasons!"
"The ends justify the means?" I chuckled, again without any emotion behind, "Don't worry Bucky, I might feel bad, but it changes nothing in the end," I smiled, "I would've done the same thing, without hesitation, I have too much in play to risk it all in a war with Wakanda, and besides, I get some consolation this path was better than the alternative."
"Alternative?" Bucky asked.
"Had I left the King's decision to him, there was a chance he would've waged war on me," I replied, "Had that happened, I would've had no choice but to destroy him and his people. This way, I only hurt one person, I think one compared to a few million it's better, don't you think?"
"Sometimes life only gives us hard choices, and the only thing we can do is pick the less fucked one between the two," Bucky replied, approaching me with a smile, "Now, don't brood, that's my style," he muttered with a chuckle, and before I could reply, he surprised me with a hug, "You are not alone."
"You are surprisingly good at this," I chuckled, Bucky the therapist, how bizarre was that.
"Now let's drink a beer and talk about sports of something," Bucky chuckled, breaking the hug, "We have to balance this shit out,"
I laughed, for the first time since I did what I did, I actually laughed, "For future references, you have to say no homo after such a moving moment,"
"Duly noted," Bucky snorted.
"Thanks, I needed to have this talk," I sighed, I might not totally accept what I did as the correct option, but somehow I felt better. "Open the door, Fury is about to knock," I told Bucky as I saw my minimap, seeing Fury a few meters away from the door.
"I got a text from Bucky saying, someone besides him was depressed," Fury said as he walked into the room.
"That would be me," I chuckled.
"Bitch, I will slap the depression out of you," Fury barked.
"Not sure that is the medically correct procedure with situations like this," I snorted.
"I will make it the correct procedure," Fury rolled his eye, "You did what you had to do, end of the story, after all, when life gives you motherfuckering lemons you fuck life, and ask her for an ice-cold lemonade and a sandwich to go with it, so stop sulking, we only have enough room for ONE emo, and that one is Cyborg over there," he pointed at Bucky.
"Don't worry, Bucky pulled a my little pony move on me," I chuckled.
"Did he say no homo?" Fury asked, and Bucky rolled his eyes.
Perhaps, I would be okay, with friends like this, there was little time to hate myself for doing what was right, even if it was wrong.
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