El Rey De Ojos Esmeraldas

AMBIGUOUS/OPEN ENDING

Ever since the Chitauri attack the world has come to understand that aliens were, in fact, very real.

And Gods.

Or at least Norse Gods.

Which meant a lot of things had to be dealt with.

Like hoping for the Gods to not strike humanity down if disrespected.

A reason on the why a lot of people seemed to either avoid Thor or tried to act as polite as humanly possible, unless they were either children or teens.

Kids didn't give a single fuck about anything.

Anyways, that was another reason on the why, after a museum realized one of their artifacts held Asgardian runes, didn't hesitate a single second to send said artifact to the Avengers' tower in New York, accompanied by a note that gave a small explanation on the issue.

"It had come to our attention that one of our nordic artifacts seems to own Asgardian runes, therefore it's our will to return this to its rightful owners. So please give this back to Mr. Thor."

Tony couldn't help but snort as he read the dumb words, throwing the note over his shoulder in order to open the box under the disapproving gaze of one Steve Rogers, the soldier's crossed arms over his chest giving him the vibe of a disapproving mother as he stared at him from the kitchen's doorframe.

-I don't think that that was meant for you Tony.

-I'm sure Thor wouldn't mind.- States the multimillionaire as he opens the box, leaning forward in order to peek inside the box, expecting some kind of high tech thing or something.

Of all things, he didn't expect it to be a mask.

A dark green very hideous looking mask that looked made out of wood.

-A mask?- Steve can't help but wonder as Tony takes out the mask, leaning back against the couch with a crestfallen look.

-No, asgardian shit is never so simple.- States Stark more to himself than to the Captain, as Tony turned the thing he realized something was, indeed, written on the inside, and he may not know the language of the Gods but he was pretty sure this was a name.

A sudden green shimmer ran through the back of the mask, making Tony's hairs stand on end at the same time the elevator beeped.

Pepper, Wanda and Natasha stepped out.

-What did he do?- Asks Pepper the second she sees Steve's "Disapproving mother" pose.

-He opened a package meant for Thor.- Sighs the blonde man, Pepper frowns, ready to scold her husband.

Wanda beats her to it.

-That's got magic in it.- Warns Wanda, this magic.... it felt odd...

It was overwhelmingly powerful.

Almost suffocating.

And so so chaotic.

But it wasn't evil.

If all, it felt almost mischievous.

As weird as it sounded.

-Is it dangerous?- Asks Natasha, every single thing that concerned Asgard and magic at the same time was never a good thing, she had a bad feeling about this.

-No.

Tony poked at the mask when the green shimmer ran through it once again, nothing happened.

-I think it's time for you to put that back in the box.- Says Pepper, she couldn't help but feel like that thing was by no means suppose to be just roaming around, there was something about it that just gave her the chills.