Life Dies In The End

Chapter 43

It took a few minutes to get everyone relaxed around the others. After a little bit we headed outside of the destroyed ship, so we couldn't get snuck up on by anyone. Doctor Strange had given me a nod of approval, meaning I had chosen the right decision, last we talked. The Guardians were messing around like usual and Peter had found a spot to sit and relax.

Stark stayed by my side for the whole time. He seemed to still be holding onto something, but didn't want to say it infront of everyone else. I caught him looking at my armor confused and I knew he still had a ton of questions from our last interaction. I signaled to Quill drawing his attention.

"Stark and I are going to go for a walk, see if we can find anything." Quill went to move like he was going to come too, but I stopped him. "You stay here, in case something happens."

Quill nodded as I turned to Stark, gesturing in front of us for him to start walking. He hummed as he started forward. I was quiet for a while as I tried to wait for him to start a conversation, but his stubbornness won in the end.

"You must have questions." I spoke, following behind him. "I would, if someone left after telling me they were unkillable."

Stark hummed as he seemingly mulled over his words, and I let him. Knowing what he said next would tell me exactly how he felt about how I left and if he hated me for it. Stark stayed silent for a few moments before answering.

"So, clearly you're not from Earth, where are you from?" Stark asked but didn't give me a moment to answer before following it with more questions. "And why were you even on Earth in the first place? Where have you been these past few years?"

"Wow, you really gotta ask the heavy hitters right off the bat?" I breathed a laugh as I sighed and began to answer his questions. "You guessed correctly, saying I wasn't from Earth. I'm actually from Asgard." Stark stopped in his tracks and turned to face me with more questions filling his face as I began to answer the other questions. "I was on Earth to begin with because I had been banished from Asgard, for choosing the wrong side in a conflict and I see that now. This past year, I've been righting my wrongs and catching up with my family, that was until Thanos came into play and killed half of Asgard." I paused, pushing the images of the dead from my mind. "The two years before that, I was on the run from you guys."

"Wait, so, that means Jay Sparrow isn't your real name." Stark pieced together as he looked towards me expectantly.

"Nope." I shook my head and hummed a no, before looking back towards Stark. "My real name is Eir Odinsdottir."

"So that means..." Stark's eyes grew wide. "Thor's your brother, so is Loki."

"Yes they are." I answered, smiling softly at my brother's names. "Not by blood, but they are."

"By blood?" Stark raised an eyebrow at my words.

"I was adopted, way before Odin had Thor and Loki." I answered as Stark started walking again.

"So that means you have dibs on the throne?" Stark questioned as he smiled.

"Yeah, technically since I'm the oldest now." I glanced towards Stark. "I don't want the throne, though."

"Now?" Stark paused. "How many children did Odin have?"

"4. Loki being the youngest, Thor being the second youngest, me second oldest, and..." I stopped looking down at the ground avoiding Stark's eyes as I spoke again. "And Ela the firstborn, our sister."

"Wait, so how come Thor never talked about you or Ela?" Stark spoke again before I could answer. "He didn't seem to know you beforehand, when the Avengers were put together."

"He wouldn't have known Ela or I, nor would Loki." I sighed as I prepared my next sentence. "Ela and I both wreaked havoc on Asgard, on multiple occasions. I never realized what I was doing, not until recently, but as punishment, Odin sent us away and stripped us of our powers. He also cursed me, making it so I could never die."

"You have powers?" Stark asked, as he slowed his pace.

"Yeah, they aren't anything special, though." I downplayed my abilities, so Stark wouldn't get any ideas. "I can make force fields, summon objects, heal small wounds and few other small things."

Stark hummed seemingly satisfied as we turned around and started back towards the others again. Stark stayed silent processing all my answers, but I had questions of my own that I wanted him to answer.

"Can I ask what happened with the Avengers?" Stark gave me a confused look trying to hide what happened. "I was still in the area, when the news was all over your asses, but I left before it came to an end."

"We had a falling out." Stark answered, and this time it was my turn to raise my eyebrow at him. "We came to a crossroads on whether the Avengers should be a legal operation or not. Half the team wanted to live as outlaws and others preferred to stay within the boundaries of the law, even if that meant not being in control." Stark sighed, pausing for a moment. "On top of all of that, Rogers's old friend, Bucky Barnes, killed my parents. And what's worse is Rogers knew and didn't tell me." I paused, shocked. "It ended ugly and we haven't spoken since."

"Speaking of the others," I said, trying to change the conversation a little bit. "How is everyone?"

"I'm unsure on Wanda, Rogers, Wilson, and Barnes. As for the others," Stark paused walking and turned to me. "Pietro died during the battle of Sokovia. Clint is under house arrest. Natasha's on the run, but last I checked she was fine. You know about Thor. Fury hasn't spoken to me and Coulson's beyond pissed with me, since I made his idol a war criminal. Oh, and Banner showed up this morning talking about Thanos and everything."

"That's..." I sighed softly, relieved and upset at the same time. "Chaotic." I looked towards Stark who only looked forward, I decided on changing the conversation completely. "How are you and Pepper? Still going strong?"

"Strong enough to get married." Stark smiled coming out of his funk, causing a smile to fall on my face. "Now I can finally extend the invitation to you in person."

"As long as I don't have to wear a dress, count me in." I laughed, causing a laugh to escape Stark's lips.

Man, had I missed this. I missed my friends, my family and after we kicked Thanos's ass, I'd go back to Earth and tell everyone everything. They deserved that much and if all of their reactions were like Stark's what's the worst that could happen? Once Thanos was off the playing board everything would go back to normal.

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