(Originally published in "The Many Adventures of the Avengers and Friends")
"No, no, you're missing the point. There is no throne. There is no version of this where you come out on top." - Tony Stark, "The Avengers"
Or is there?
Multiverses have the...
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Olivia had no real way of transport, unlike Thor. So she wasn't exactly pleased when she had to hold onto his shoulders as he entered Midgard's atmosphere in a blaze of lightning. But she didn't do much complaining. She had a mission and she was going to complete it.
"Where are we exactly?" Olivia practically yelled over the noise.
"Father said it's near the coast of France. That little group of people took Loki from a place called Stuttgart, Germany. They've been flying in a jet for a few hours, so that they can make it to their flying base currently over the Celtic Sea so they can take him to their main base in a place called New York." Thor replied.
"Is that the jet he meant?" Olivia asked, pointing to an angular black shape flying over a mountain range with tall trees sticking upward.
"It's possible." Thor said.
"I can sense magic energy. Loki is in there. Land on the jet so we can get him out." Olivia said, holding on tight. With more lightning flair, Thor landed right on the jet, climbing down to where the back hatch had miraculously opened. Facing them were a man in a red and yellow metal suit, another man in a red, white, and blue suit, and a woman with bright red hair in the front seat. And of course, there sat Loki, strapped into a chair, looking surprised to see them. The metal man went for Thor, but he pushed both men back with a blow from Mjolnir. Ripping Loki from the seat, he flew out the back of the jet. Now the group of people faced Olivia.
"My apologies for Thor, it's been a hard year. We have this from here." She said, before stepping out of the still flying jet. She was usually good when it came to falling from high places in her training.
She neglected to remember she wasn't so great at landing on her feet.
She tried to avoid it, but she crashed into the pine tree anyway, one several yards away from the side of the cliff. Crashing down the tree was not a pleasant experience. Her weight broke the branches that could have caught her or broken her fall. They didn't do any good and she found herself covered in scrapes, scratches, and maybe a few cuts.
She hit the ground after crashing through the tree and stood up in a daze. She was dizzy for a moment, but it passed quickly. Olivia inspected her scratches and wiped away some blood emerging from a few cuts with the hem of her cape. She shook out a few pine needles from her boots and breastplate, neglecting the ones stuck in her hair. She looked around for a moment until she spotted the cliffside, Thor and Loki arguing atop it. She sighed and jogged to meet them, her only being a few yards away. She eventually caught the conversation.
