Agents of Supernatural (Marvel x Supernatural)

The Well Pt. 2

Ward and Simmons stood at the base of a fallen tree. "Looks like Kitty Kat was right," Ward mentioned. He looked over at Simmons as she prepared to climb the tree. "I can climb it if you want. Just talk me through what to do with the...doodads. Yeah, it's only about 15 feet,"

"I'll be fine. I'm-I'm just a bit more wary about the height thing since falling to certain death," Simmons explained

"You're afraid,"

Simmons looked at him again.

"Hmm? Shaken up? It's normal. But some feelings will take over if you dwell on them." While he was talking to her he took her hand and lead her onto the tree. "Especially fear. Now, keep your eyes ahead, focus on what you like to do best,"

"Yep. Not falling." She slowly made her way up the tree.

"No, research. You're a scientist, you like to figure things out,"

"Yes, with my doodads,"

"I'm curious,"

Simmons stopped walking at his words, he stared ahead at the tree and put a finger to his lips pondering.

"What was up in these trees had to be there for centuries, right?"

"At least a millennium. Radiocarbon-14 dates some of these trees at 9,000 years old,"

"That sounds impossible. Think the tree grew around it?"

"I'd have to check the dendrochronology first to know for certain," Simmons began to walk up the tree again.

"Uh-huh. Of course,"

"I mean the Norway Spruce is a rather fast growing coniferous, and I know you're trying to trick me into going up, but I'm going up anyway. So..."

"I'll catch you if you fall,"

Coulson was talking to the remaining Ranger nearby.

"Screaming, and so much hate in her eyes," The Ranger explained

"And you said she had a silver stick?" Coulson asked

"Steel, maybe. I don't know. It, uh, had decorations on it,"

"Could you describe or draw them," Coulson asked, not wanting to pull out the picture Katerina had drawn before she officially went unconscious.

"I didn't get a good look. I-I just ran." The Ranger began to cry and Coulson grimaced. "Who would do something so evil?"

"I'm sorry for your loss,"

Simmons reached the hole in the tree. She had her table above the hole in the tree. It began to beep and said 'result: positive. Alien substances detected'. "Oh, um, whatever was in here was definitely not from this world. Fitz, you getting this? It's not Chitauri, is it?"

Fitz spoke over the earpiece "No, no, no. Don't worry."

***

Fitz was in the lab on the bus, Katerina standing next to him "This isn't another viral threat. Um, hang on." Fitz began messing with his table. "Spectrographic signatures match readings from...Thor's hammer." he looked back at Katerina as he continued speaking to Simmons "Simmons, whatever was in that tree is Asgardian,"

"I can see an imprint of what was embedded." Simmons said, over the earpiece "Scanning for three-dimensional restoration. Tell me when."

Fitz hit a few buttons on his holo-com in the lab and pulled up what she scanned in. "When,"

The picture was yellow until the rod in the middle was lit in blue.

"Um, it looks like a staff or a rod. He got rid of all of the data from the tree except for the rod "Well crafted, engraved. I'll convert it, print a 3-D model." Fitz heard the door to the lab open and turned around to find himself alone "Kat?"

***

"This forest is a protected reserve." The Ranger explained to Coulson "I mean, who do they think they are?"

"Anything else? Details? Anything that might help us to find these people or where they might be hiding?" Coulson asked

Skye's voice came over Coulson's earpiece "Sir, doesn't look they're hiding,"

***

Skye was inside The Planning Room on The Bus. She was watching a news broadcast, it looked like footage of a riot. The runner on the bottom of the screen identified the location as Oslo.

"Sending to your devices, now," May reported

"The rioting has left 20 injured, 3 in critical condition. Reports indicate that the group of about a dozen was led by this man and woman." a female reporter said.

On the screen, a picture of a man and woman was shown.

"And although their motive was unclear, their message was hauntingly spelled out on the streets of Oslo."

May and Skye gave each other a worried look.

On the newscast, there was a fire on the street. The fire was in the form of letter and it spelled out 'We are Gods'.