Loki's Son

SHEILD

JAMES

I walk inside before the ship rises into the air. Tony and Pepper lead the way to a room with a bunch of computers and we all sit down at a long table everyone else already there waiting on us.

"Good of you to join us," Fury comments then he turns back around to his computers ignoring us."

"May I know why the hell I'm here?" I question.

"We have recently had another person, a woman, come through a portal onto Earth. We want to know if you would be able to tell us who she is. Since we brought her here the only thing that she's said was 'If you do not get the fuck away from me, as soon as I get my strength back I will rip this ship apart and kill you one by one.' She seems to be from Asgard but we aren't for sure, since of course we've only met people from Asgard," Fury informs me turning around.

I start laughing thinking of how much that sounded like my mother, except my mom was all talk she would never hurt an innocent and would only fight if she absolutely had to.

"When do I start," I ask him with a smirk tilting my head to the side.

"Don't do that! I swear you looked just like you dad when you did that," Tony says looking weirded out.

"Well you know he is my dad, he kinda raised me."

"That doesn't mean you have to use that fucking facial expression that he uses."

"Aw is the poor man of iron creeped out be a facial expression," I say in a voice that you would use to talk to a little babe.

"We don't have time for you two to argue, I want this sorted out as soon as possible, James get your ass up and follow me." Fury snapes.

"Aye Aye Captain." I mutter.

I roll my eyes then get up to follow Fury out. The others stayed and I figured they would be watching from the room I just left. We go down a lot of hallways, all of them look exactly the same so it makes it hard for me to keep track of where I'm going.

Finally we make it to a room with a circular clear cell in the middle. Inside is a woman turned away from us. She was about two inches shorter than me, her hair was white and she had pale white skin. You could tell that at one time she wore a nice dress, but now it was rags hanging off her body. The way she held herself spoke of a high social class status. She must have heard us because she turned around, her face goes from a look that obviously meant she was going to tell off whoever was coming in to one of pure shock, the same as mine......

"JAMES"

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