A Twist Of Marvel || Infinity War

48. Super-Hearing

"Sakaar. Hear ye, attention please. I have some bad news, my beloved, exalted champion has turned up missing. Take to the streets! Celebrate my champion!"

The announcement rang out over the junkyard, and the rest of the planet for the matter. Naomi- along with the princes, Bruce and Valkyrie- had been in the process of packing up the Quinjet, when a hologram of Grandmaster Jeff Goldblum appeared, claiming his champion was missing.

"I thought you said we had until nightfall!" Loki hissed, shifting the blame to Valkyrie, who simply shrugged over the pile of blankets she was carrying.

"I thought we did." She said, satisfied with her argument, and unwilling to speak to Loki further. Loki simply huffed in response, and dumped his load of food rations into a random corner of the ship. Any further arguments were quieted by Thor, who took the opportunity to practice his Kingly leadership skills- by shushing all of them like children. Once he was done, the God waved them all into the Quinjet, and gathered everyone around him in a huddle.

"Right." He whispered, overtly quiet since there was no sign of anyone else around them yet. "We all know the plan- take the ship and fly straight into that-" he gestured out of the jet's central window toward the largest portal in the sky, "portal."

"We are aware of the plan, dear brother." Loki smirked, visibly peeved at Thor's immediate assume of control. Naomi smiled at their antics, and took her opportunity for a bit of fun, since no one else had taken the line yet.

"Straight through the Devil's Anus." She said, in an off-handed attitude. Only Valkyrie was undisturbed by the comment, already aware of the title. The princes seemed mildly concerned, and Bruce seemed to have a confused expression permanently stuck on his face.

"The what?" Bruce asked, now semi-comfortably dressed in Tony's spare clothes, though he kept tugging at the crotch, just as Naomi had predicted. Naomi herself had taken the time to change back into her SHIELD outfit, as she felt just slightly silly in the armor. Her new outfit had aroused even more questions from Bruce, which she had barely had time to answer.

"Devil's Anus." Valkyrie repeated, completely sober for the first time since Naomi had met the woman. The men of the party shuffled in place and exchanged looks until they decided to take the ladies' word for it.

"Through the Devil's Anus it is then." Thor spoke confidently, doing his best to inspire the troops. Naomi gave him a reassuring smile, along with Bruce. They were the most openly supportive of Thor, Valkyrie still pretended to think he was in love with Loki, and Loki would rather die than admit he cared about Thor. They were an odd group, to say the least.

"Right, do we have everything?" Valkyrie checked, as the group slowly split up to go to their respective spots. Thor and Valkyrie took the captain's chairs, much to Loki's annoyance, but everything seemed to be to his annoyance as of late, so Naomi took extra care to stick by the man.

"We should be okay." Naomi confirmed, confident enough in their rations. She, Loki and Bruce all sat in the crew's chairs near the middle of the vessel, with her and Loki on one side, and Bruce facing them. The scientist was still on the fence about whether he trusted Loki, even though the God of Mischief hadn't threatened him at all, which Loki thought was pretty impressive of himself. 

With a shudder, and a groan, the Quinjet lifted off the ground, and slowly rose into the air. Craning her neck, Naomi could see Thor and Valkyrie fiddle with the buttons on the keyboard, Valkyrie seemingly confident in her movements even though the technology was from Earth. "Alright," Naomi called out to the group, "once we go through the Anus, it'll probably knock us out for a bit, and then, hopefully, we'll come out at Asgard." She was really riding on the movie version of events, even though the movie hadn't bothered to explain how that specific portal led to Asgard, or if Thor even knew it would.

"How do you know so much?" Bruce asked, raising his voice to be heard over the growing roar of the engines.

"Hard to explain, we can talk later." Naomi yelled back, gripping the sides of her seat as the jet began to rapidly pick up speed, shooting toward the giant wormhole in the middle of the planet.

"You know," Bruce shouted, Naomi didn't know why he was bothering to speak at all. It was so much louder than it had been in the movies, she was beginning to feel cheated. The only way the heroes could have heard each other was with friggin super hearing, which she and Bruce were the only ones without. Heaven knows why them two were the ones having a conversation. "That wormhole looks like a collapsing neutron star inside of-"

"A collapsing Rosin bridge, I know." Naomi yelled back, already familiar with Bruce's remarks on the Anus from the movie. A normal person wouldn't have remembered Bruce's overly scientific lines, but Naomi was a bit of a Marvel fan, if that wasn't already clear.

"How do you know so much?!" Bruce screamed, the Jet now climbing toward the sky in a sharp diagonal, forcing the only humans on board to clutch their seats for dear life. Loki looked on in undisguised amusement. He wasn't even bothered that he didn't get to fly the ship anymore.

"Let's just go with, 'I'm a prophet' for now!" Naomi bellowed, her hair whipping in her face. Suddenly, the ship heaved to the side violently, nearly tossing Naomi and Bruce out of their seats. The ship continued its violent, erratic movement, randomly turning on its side and lurching up and down, always throwing the scientist and the prophet in a new direction. To combat the violent movement, Loki had stretched his arm over Naomi's chair, acting as a personal seatbelt so she wasn't thrown onto the floor. Bruce did not have the comfort of a Norse God seatbelt however, and resorted to clinging to the back of his chair like a koala.

"What in Hel's name is happening?" Loki shouted, glaring at the backs of Thor and Valkyrie, who were both frantically mashing buttons and shoving the control sticks around. Without turning in his seat, Thor grunted out a response-

"We're being followed! They're-" He was cut off by sudden burst of turbulence, the ship lurching forward as the sound of gunfire filled the air. The Sakaarians had found them, and didn't seem intent on taking them alive.