Thor: The Dark World Fanfic #22Sparkler Post
SPOILERS for Thor: The Dark World!
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When Aisha came out, the scientists were looking at lots of papers on a table. Jane had changed into a more practical outfit. She looked at Aisha’s new clothes in surprise.
“I can make anything I own appear when I need it,” said Aisha.
Jane resumed talking. “Malekith is going to fire the Aether at a spot where all the nine worlds are connecting.”
“Amplifying the weapon’s impact,” Selvig clarified. “For each additional world, the power will increase exponentially …”
Aisha’s mind wandered.
She didn’t know what she was doing. Saving Loki, fine, but letting him go free? And lying to everyone on his behalf? She felt like she was carrying a great weight around in her head.
Selvig had marched out of the room and was unrolling a large piece of paper. The others followed.
Aisha went up to him and forced herself to pay attention.
“… The ancients were there to see it,” Selvig was saying. “All the great constructions, the Mayans, the Chinese, the Egyptians. They made use of the gravitational effects of the Convergence. And they left us a map.” He drew many red lines on the map. “Stonehenge, Snowden, the Great Orme. These are all coordinates taking us … here.” He pointed to the place where the lines all met.
“Greenwich?” said Ian.
So the main event of the Convergence was taking place on Earth. Why wasn’t that surprising?
“The walls between worlds will be almost nonexistent,” said Jane, gesturing animatedly. “Physics is going to go ballistic. Increases and decreases in gravity, spatial extrusions … the very fabric of reality is going to be torn apart.”
“Wow,” said Aisha. “What does that mean?”
Loki pretended to patrol the palace. He watched other soldiers idle at the entrances, noblemen and women walk back and forth through the halls laughing.
It made him feel oddly sad. This was supposed to be his home. But he didn’t belong here anymore.
His mind wandered to Thor and Odin. Would they, like Hayley, ever help a complete stranger? Would they, like Calpurnia, offer advice to someone whom they knew was evil?
In the fairy school, he had been almost content. He hadn’t needed to hide, even though he hadn’t been entirely truthful with the people he met. His whole experience there now seemed like a blissful dream.
Here, he was in danger again. The slightest mistake could result in his execution.
Then he saw a soldier going into the throne room.