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Chapter 90
Technomancer in MCU
Deep in the ruins of Svartalfheim
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He awoke with a gasp, greedily taking in air for his lungs.
The door of his pod opened with a hissing sound as he stumbled out of it. With his blurry vision, he managed to find the mask and put it on, and immediately sighed in relief as the foreign air composition stopped entering his lungs.
As the lights in his room lit up by sensing his presence, he took a moment to check on the time period they were in and promptly had to check if the device was broken or not.
When double and triple-checking the data on multiple dashboards didn't help one bit, he staggered back and slumped down on the back of his pod, the harsh reality setting in on him.
'It's been 3 thousand years!' the number kept on ringing in his head. They only had life-supporting equipment for the entire colony for about 2000 years. There was no way his family survived, especially since the systems had been programmed to prioritise the warrior class and their esteemed leader if their supplies came too low.
Still, he stood up shakily from his position. He had to check.
He had to check if his friends and family survived. Maybe, there was still a way to save them, even if they were on the verge of dying. Dark Elven physiology allowed for a semi-hibernation state, maybe they went into that mode.
Slowly, as if afraid to face the reality, he placed his palm on the dark screen in front of him to authenticate himself as the captain of the survivor class ship.
Almost immediately, the screen lit up with a dark green light, and scanned his bio signature along with his energy signature for the authentication process. Opening the dashboard, he checked on the number of functioning pods and he felt something inside him break when he saw the number.
259
That's it.
That was the count of all the Dark Elves that survived the hibernation process. The only reason they did is because that is also exactly the number of warrior class and above people that were originally on board the ship.
'But, why was the procedure to wake them triggered?' he thought while going through the ship's logs. He could see the exact moment the ship's onboard AI decided that they had to shed their losses to make sure that the warrior class survived.
1000 years. That's all the years his family survived before their lives were snuffed by the pod's systems just like Bor himself killed his father when he was just a little elf. At Least his father died fighting, unlike his family who went in with the hope that someday they would be woken up to continue their lives on a better planet.
Not a dead one like theirs had been for a long time due to the accursed Bi-Frost.
Taking in deep breaths, he cycled through the logs one more time to see what had awoken them, only to come across a name he had never thought he would see again.
Staggering back, he rushed towards the chamber that housed the sleeping forms of Malekith and his chosen cabal of Accursed Dark Elves because if the logs on the system were true, they were in for a true extinction this time.
As the doors of the cabin closed up, the lights in the cabin dimmed down before dying altogether, the same with the screen.
The last log on the screen before it shut off was the detection of an energy signature. It read - "Energy Signature identified - Bor Burison."
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Asgard
–Thor Odinson–
"Alright, I can do this," Thor could be seen saying that to himself in front of the mirror while he was supposed to get ready for the banquet that was being hosted in celebration of the appointment of the new guardian of Midgard.
He was very much nervous about finally confronting his father about his relationship with Jane Foster.
….
..
.
Alright, confront was too strong a word for what he wanted to do.
He wanted to ask Father for permi- no, that's too weak for the Son of Odin to say.
Maybe..
"My Prince, the banquet is already underway," Right then, there was a knock on his door, startling him out of his wits.
"Coming!" he shouted at his annoying chambermaids. Unfortunately, all the maids of the palace came directly under the leadership of his mother, and not even his father dared to order them around without explicit permission from his mother so he could not even tell her not to disturb him while he was getting ready, so to speak.
"Come on, what would Jane think?" he whispered to himself as he set his hair right for the hundredth time. Right as he had put the comb down, he paused.
Mjolnir slowly roused from its slumber and came barrelling straight to his open palm. He turned around slowly, Mjolnir ready in his hand because the moment he had set down his comb, he had felt a spike of otherworldly energy.
An energy he had never felt before and he had encountered almost all types of energy sources ranging from the celestial's cosmic energy to the weird void energy that the Sovereign leveraged for their precious battery systems.
It was hard to pinpoint the exact source and location of it but he could sense it coming towards him for some reason.
The unusual thing about the situation was Father or even Loki not barging into his room because of the jolt of power he had felt and if he could feel it, there was no way they had missed it.
Shaking his head to get rid of the confusion, he kept Mjolnir steady in his hand and waited for whatever it was that was coming for him.
Instincts honed by hundreds of battles were the only thing that stopped him from taking Jane's head off when she appeared in front of him with a reddish-golden glow on her. It helped that Mjolnir itself for some reason stopped at the last moment before hitting her.
"Jane!"
"Thor! Oh, thank god!" Jane said before the golden glow around her arm increased in brightness, smothering the red glow. The next moment, Jane's eyes rolled back as her body collapsed right in front of him.
"Charla! Help!" he shouted before checking on Jane, the golden glow on her arm now dim but still glowing.
There was a sound of the door opening which was then followed by the sound of Charla opening his dressing room, "What is it now, Prince Th– Oh no!"
Charla immediately took over as her previous experience of working in the Healer's chamber of Asgard shone through.
All he could do was stand over there uselessly as Charla's hands glowed green before she placed them on top of Jane's head and soon enough, Jane's breathing slowed down and her face eased out of the pained grimace it was under.
Charla's sigh of relief brought his attention over to her, "What is it? Please tell me she is safe?"
"My Prince, the only thing I could do is stabilise her. The rest will be up to the healers and Odin himself."
"Wh-Why would Father be involved in this?" He hated the fact that his voice broke while saying that.
Charla gave him a look as she realised exactly why he was nervous and instead of replying, began taking out the emergency stretcher that was in his room.
'Come to think of it, why was it in my room?'
As Charla slowly laid down Jane on the floating stretcher, she said while locking Jane in place, "You should not entertain such notions, My Prince. Mortal lives are always fleeting. No matter how hard you try, they can never match with our lifestyles."
She then looked him in the eye, the pitying look in them disturbing him deeply, "The longer you try and hold on, the more it hurts. Just advice from a lowly chambermaid. I will be escorting Miss…?"
"Uh-Jane, her name is Jane Foster,"
Charla nodded, "I see, I will be escorting Jane to the Royal Healer's chamber since it is the closest and also because King Odin might want to take a look at whatever brought her here, directly in the heart of the Royal Palace, without anyone else realising it."
He could only watch helplessly as she was escorted away.
"Damn it all," he whispered. This was not how he wanted Jane to be introduced to Father and Mother.
Now, all Jane will be reduced to will be an intruder. An exceptionally skilled intruder since she did manage to reach his chambers directly, in the innermost parts of the Royal Palace.
He sighed and stood up from where he had taken a seat.
Mjolnir naturally floating in his palm, he looked ahead while saying, "Having fun, Brother?"
There was seemingly no one in the room to reply to his question but when he raised his eyebrow and looked at a certain corner of the room, the air around it slightly shimmered and there he was, Loki, the Trickster.
Loki then promptly put his hand over his heart in an exaggerated manner, "Your words wound me, brother. Why would I enjoy my brother being heartbroken over being finally told of the truth of Mortals that I myself had been trying to tell him for months!"
Then, as if he had shed his mask, his body language straightened up and he gained a dead look in his eyes, "If you want to reach your paramour before Odin just smites her out of existence, you might want to hurry brother because I sense a disturbance in the force"
With those parting words, his clone, or whatever it was disappeared.
Something had happened to Loki. Something that nobody was willing to tell him about.
Whenever both of them are together, Loki stops pretending and as if the mask he had been wearing was dropped, his entire demeanor changes.
His eyes gain a faraway look and his entire stance becomes guarded. Whenever he tried asking Loki about it, he clammed up and fled from him.
'Alright, enough dilly-dallying.' he thought while heading towards the Healer's chamber.
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When he entered the healing chamber, the scene that greeted him was completely out of the ordinary. For one, the entire chamber was pin-drop silent. That had never been the case whenever he had visited.
Second, there were guards in front of Eir's office.
He had a bad premonition about the situation so he rushed to Eir's office. Thankfully, the guards didn't stop him.
Heading in, he could see Jane on the Soul Forge, unconscious with Eir working on something on the Soul Forge with a grave look on her face.
"Wh-" he made to speak but stopped when she raised a finger and went back to her work on the Soul Forge
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Word Count - 1841
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