A Tale of Mischief and Mutants part 2

Nornsforsaken Mission

—-Loki—-

We sail across the water in order to reach the other island. Using our sling rings after I've exerted so much magic would be unwise especially when it's likely we will need to fight once we reach the control room. Sailing like this also exerts magic but much less of it.

As we do something baffling happens with the scene around us. Different colored bars appear in the sky, the water, and on various other parts of the landscape. I question my wife hoping she has an answer for the strange occurrence.

"Ah... Sam?"

"Someone must've gotten to the control room before us and done some damage already. See that black pillar of smoke? If I'm right that's where the control room is."

I smile in relief. This mission is finally coming to a close.

"Let's hurry and join them then."

I use my magic and the speed at which we're sailing picks up significantly. This has been a rough returning mission for Sam and I. I have to say it's been quite frustrating the physical threats weren't particularly challenging (though I'm not the one suffering from physical pain as well as running through the jungle).

No, the enemies we faced today were no match for Sam and I but the emotional toll it took on Sam who was constantly frustrated over the mission at hand and felt like she failed one of the hostages was hard on her kind hearted soul. Watching her struggle in this way was painful for me to see.

I was also affected emotionally on this mission. I didn't know I'd feel so irrationally, primally, overprotective of Sam. I know she's capable and that she values her independence when she's on missions but I don't know if I'm ready for her to go on missions again. This is my own issue and I'm not going to try and make Sam stay off of missions if she wants to go because of it.

However, I am going to struggle with not having that control. I keep telling myself she's not something to be controlled she will do whatever she feels is best. This doesn't stop my desire to keep her safe and away from any and all danger. My base instinct is to demand she stays home from now on so she'll be safe but I won't do that. I can't do that, I have to trust her no matter how hard it is for me not to feel in control. My desire for control when I'm feeling anxious is my own burden to bear.

Sam has been exceptionally patient with me when it comes to that habit of mine. She understands when I snap at her about not taking an injury from me or other such things that I'm only afraid for her or over something else and not actually angry at her. I can't let this habit get worse now because she needs to know she's in control of her life.

Yes she's mine but she's equally her own person just as I am her's. I don't ever want to make her feel as if I have any sort of authority over her like some husbands do. We're to make decisions together with equal say. This means I must place my ego aside which I've found the majority of the time is doable only for her. I love her and I never want to make her feel of lesser value than myself.

We continue traveling eventually making it to the shore of the island where we get out of the boat and begin our walk towards the rising plume of smoke.

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When we finally make it to the control room Logan and Peter (who are for some reason wearing police uniforms) are already hard at work fighting with Mojo's security or the Reavers as Logan is calling them. Mojo is pretty much throwing a temper tantrum because of our intrusion and his Reavers are trying their hardest to quickly fix the situation. Sam and I quickly join Logan and Peter in the fighting.

Sam takes on a woman who fits her description of Spiral. I'm about to join her in taking the woman on but am attacked by a man fitting Sam's description of Gog who is the equivalent of hired muscle. He is quite strong, but he's also stupid. I'm not having much trouble fighting him but I can't seem to pin him down due to my weariness caused by the strain of using so much magic.

I'm slightly slower than usual and I don't dare use very much magic as it will only make me weaker at this point but I'm still holding my own just fine. Sam on the other hand seems a little overwhelmed facing off against a woman with the advantage of two extra pairs of arms. I'm trying my hardest to get Gog off my tail so I can join her side as she's knocked to the ground.

This it isn't exactly possible at the moment though, what Gog lacks in intelligence he makes up for in durability. The few spells I've used aren't doing much in the way of hurting him. Before Sam can be hurt by a swing of the woman's sword Spiral's prosthetic arm is cut off by a blur of red white and blue. This gives Sam the opportunity to get back up and begin fighting again.

I follow the object responsible for her salvation with my eyes to see Steve catch his trusted shield. I sigh in slight relief before dodging another one of Gog's punches. It seems more help has arrived. Sam Wilson joins her side and Steve joins mine. We're doing much better now though it's unclear if we will be able to win this battle because of the shear number of Mojo's Reavers flooding the control room.

We hold our own for quite a while but are on the verge of exhaustion if we don't get help soon we will be overwhelmed and either killed or taken prisoner. Get help... I hope my brother's alright. He hasn't joined the fight yet and the location of the control room has been made quite obvious. Sam's made it clear to me that these 'shows' can be lethal even for enhanced humans or alien beings. We only happened to be lucky enough not to end up in very much physical danger.

'What if Thor didn't make it through whatever scenario Mojo put him in?' I can't stop my mind from racing about what it would mean if something happened to him as I fight. A few moments later the roof falls in from above and various members of the X-men and Natasha join the fight. I'm legitimately worried now seeing every member of the Avengers (save for Bucky) are here besides him, Thor should be with them shouldn't he?!

Now that I'm not having to fight as hard with myself Laura and Rogue having made quick work of Gog and see that they've turned their attention to Spiral I have a moment to breathe. Instead of the relief such a moment would usually bring during a battle like this, all it brings me is anxiety. Hank takes out a Reaver that had managed to get the drop on me due to my distracted state. Taking one look at my face he seems to sense my worry and somehow figure out the exact cause of it.

"Your brother is on a team that was meant to be a distraction for the Reavers, though it seems there are more of them than we initially thought, he'll likely be here after taking care of the Reavers who have the teleportation devices."

I hadn't realized my worry was so blatantly written on my face and I'm both incredibly relieved at Hank's clarification and somewhat embarrassed by my open display of sentiment over my brother. I nod sheepishly and we continue to fight the Reavers taking out some of the strongest among them. It isn't long before Thor along with another group of X-men join us. 

Irrationally though I had it on good authority he was just fine seeing him for myself brings me relief. Thor looks relieved to see me too. He directs a smile at both Sam and I as he fights. I find myself returning it. After an excessive amount of yelling at his staff following various direct attacks on him by members of both the X-men and the Avengers Mojo realizes this is a loosing battle. Rather than have his entire studio and staff completely destroyed he chooses to abandon our dimension.

We all abruptly find ourselves standing in the miles wide field that was once the Mojovision dome. We search wondering if our rescue mission was in vain but eventually we find all the hostages have also been left in the field (as well as Bucky). We receive instructions from Fury to take them to the S.H.I.E.L.D medical ward because they along with ourselves have been exposed to foreign teleportation technology.

When dealing with foreign technology such as this it's often standard procedure for S.H.I.E.L.D to run physical evaluations. Their families and other emergency contacts will be notified and waiting for them at S.H.I.E.L.D headquarters where they'll all be made to sign an excessive and strongly worded nondisclosure agreement. Sam directs a smile my way realizing this Nornsforsaken mission is finally over. It's time to get both the hostages and ourselves home.