The aftermath of the battle wasn’t pretty, lots of dead are being collected, some whole, others only pieces left. The creatures were innumerous and relentless, tear and rip their only modus operandi.

  Tao and the masters helped with some of the cleaning and rescue, directing and helping those who needed treatment. She told me to sit aside since I was hurt too, but Thrud and Fen helped in my instead.

  I’m not in a good condition, too tired and hurt. Umbra enveloped my shoulder and eye to help it heal. My artifact is no doubt damaged which is another headache figuratively and literally.

  The rest of the day passed with the mood heavy and everyone busy. The incident was on their home, something that didn’t happen for a long time, Tao was clearly upset by this not to mention her veiled anger and sadness for those that died protecting her home.

  “I didn’t predict it; it was outside of any considerable chance of happening... them why?” We are in the pce where the pilr appeared, I’m beside Tao as she reflects on the occurrence.

  “Time stone is powerful, but not infallible, we even more so... Something must have changed from the moment you used it.” We are trying to understand. “I heard there was two corpses here, any idea?”

  “Yes, two apprentices... magic was used no doubt, but...” She waves her hand atop the local a sigil swirling on her palm. “*Sigh*... doesn’t matter how many times I do it, it seems it came from here... from them.” There’re many cases of apprentices using spells that shouldn’t, I particurly bme the fact that the warnings and precautions about one spell are in the end of the book, but even so, one of this scale and power would be in the restricted zone or even in Tao’s personal collection.

  “The page is our only clue them.”

  “Yes, as you guessed it is a page of the Dark Hold, but I have no idea how it appeared in Kamar Taj.” Tao takes out the page, its influence spreading as soon as it is visible.

  “Can’t you use the Eye to seek some answers?”

  “Yes, I will do that.” Saying that we fall in taciturn silence and after exchanging a few more words she bides goodnight, and we part ways.

  I arrive in my room, Thrud already in it with some tools and gauzes, despite the ordeal she seems ok, probably too used to battles and deaths. ‘I’m no different it seems.’

  *Soft growls*

  Fenrir notices me and comes sniffing and head-butting me softly. His size back to small again. “I’m good Fen, been worse.” I say patting him and examining his colr, it’s a thin piece of hard leather with a metal piece in the front. It’s what allows him to shrink since his normal size isn’t much practical in the day to day. ‘Good, the colr is ok’ some wear and tear but no problem.

  “It doesn’t mean you shouldn’t be worried.” Thrud has a frown, her hands on her hip.

  “Sorry, Thrud.” I can’t look much to her eyes, she pats her bed, a cloth over it and the tools by the side.

  “Come, let me take a look.” I do as she says sitting on the bed, she knells in front of me waiting.

  With a thought Umbra retracts exposing my upper body and my left eye. My hair is disheveled and dirt because of the fight, my left eye closed has dried blood over it. My body has scars all over it, signals of many battles I had, in the left shoulder the wound is open but not bleeding, on my right the pce where my prosthetic arm mends with my body is now visible.

  Thrud observes me attentively, worry on her vibrant blue eyes and a red tint on the cheeks, she too a little dirt and sweaty. “That isn’t like you, usually you are more... careful.”

  “I know, the synchronization isn’t done I guess.” I reassure her, but I pn to investigate it.

  “Right...I will begin.” She approaches, words aren’t needed, probably too used to it now. She begins treating me with practiced movements.

  I open my eye, and she takes out the Heimdall's Eye, putting it aside she starts to clean and disinfect around and in my eye socket. Her face so close I feel her respiration. Soon she gets down to the shoulder, cleaning it too and stitching. “It’s deep, broke your colrbone?”

  “No, But Umbra would have mended it.” Since she is inside my body, she can mend bones and stop bleeds, I think she can do even more with proper training. ‘I will look into it when I have time, maybe I can stop bothering Thrud.’

  “Done...It’s impressive as always.” Thrud says as Umbra covers my wounds like bandages, Umbra ripples happily.

  “Thank you, Thrud... Sorry to always ask this from you.” I get up.

  “Don’t be... I’m your Valkyrie, although not as good as Eir I can handle it.” She says with a smile as she stands and curve forward facing me... too close. “Ahem... Go take a shower I will throws these in the trash.” she hurries to grab the dirt gauzes.

  *

  It’s deep in the night, the others are already sleeping. I sit on my bed, legs crossed, eyes closed. I need to know what’s happening with me, so I will look inside and try to find what is wrong.

  In the time I have been training eldritch magic and studying under Tao I thought that the synchronization would end soon but it clearly didn’t. Not just my powers in general but even my body is feeling restrained, to feel fatigued after an hour or two of using Dual Body. ‘I’m past that long ago.’

  “Hard day, dear?” I hear a familiar voice and open my eyes. I’m lying on a bed, this time in another room. The pce is somewhere I’m used to, it’s spacious and despite the antique theme is quite luxurious with a good contrast of dark and vivid tones it brings me peace.

  The soft bed I'm on is queen sized, the bck sheets soft and warm. I look to the owner of the voice. “Daudr?” She’s atop me, both naked, her hands caressing my body going from the chest to the six-pack, my body no longer of a child, but of a grown man.

  “Who else would dare touch you like this.” She says squeezing my belly her bck nails threating to dig in my skin. Her hand is soft, her skin smooth and unnaturally pale, tracing her arms to her body I can see tattoos that reflects concepts that would make the mind of a person go insane but to me just turn her allure even more strong. Her face has no blemish, her long dark hair a little disheveled flowing throughout her curves, her eyes a beautiful bck with a heavy outline, her lips glossy bck. A bnket is dropped over her shoulders, but it can’t possibly hide her unbelievable figure. Large and perky breasts, small waist and thick hips and legs. The very definition off a Thick Gothic Mommy.

  *Gulp*

  I can’t help the twitch that happens down there and the fact it is in direct contact with hers just dial things to the tenth. A sassy smile immediately comes to her face. “Just you can.” I say, a sad truth all things considered, not in this case. “It’s been so long since we talked. Why now?” I question trying to reign some sembnce of control.

  “I’m a busy woman you know? Missed you by the way.” She says leaning closer, some of her hair dropping to the front making her even sexier. “Besides you needed a hand.” She reaches down holding my member that’s at full mast before I even noticed, she giggles.

  “Stopping teasing me.” I narrow my eyes.

  She blows me a kiss and wink. “No teasing this time.” in a unique moment she lifts her hips using me as support and aligning my member with her already dripping entrance and while keeping a fixed heated gaze on me, she goes down, all my length now inside her.

  I grit my teeth my head jerking back, my consciousness goes bnk for a moment. “Someone dared to touch you, mess with you, I dealt with it and now I’m fixing it.” She whispers in my ear sending shivers down my spine, my mind already muddled.

  “T-that’s why I f-felt strange.” I try to squeeze in a question in an attempt to understand the situation. “W-who?” She goes up and down one more time, my mind going bnk again.

  “A nobody, nothing that you need to worry about right now.” My arms go around her in defiance squeezing her closer, she yelps, and her insides cmp harder on my member. Giggling she moves again. “Hum... never gets old” she says liking her lips as I look to her trying my best not to just cum inside her.

  “A-and why the sudden sex.” I say recovering a little.

  “Marking territory.” She says as if it was an obvious thing “Now... Give. It. To. Me.” She lifts her hips and smacks it hard against mine with each word.

  *Argh* I can’t hold back, the minuscule amount of concentration I recovered turning to dust and against my will my balls empty themselves inside her, my consciousness starting to fade as everything I feel is the overwhelming pleasure coursing through my body and the sensation of filling her womb, painting her insides white.

  “*Moan* Can't get enough of it… We will have a chat when I got more time... For now, just sleep well and enjoy this world, dear.” She says giving me a kiss, her voice getting distant.

  *

  I wake up inhaling deep, the morning sun shining through the window. I look to the sides. Thrud and Fen are not here. ‘For father’s beard, thank you.’ I lift the bnket finding an absolute boner and the pce wet with the blow I let out. My face heats up and I bring my hands to it trying to hide the shame.

  “Daudr!!!” I scream in embarrassment and frustration. I know I can’t do nothing, since the beginning I’m just no match for her.

  Daudr has been with me since the beginning and for the first time I saw her I understood she is a being I couldn’t even begin to understand, having a strange interest on me she has been watching over me my entire life and also is someone I’m at the completely mercy of.

  Usually, we just talk and flirt, but on the rare occasions something like this happens I just... lose, completely. ‘Someday I will... Someday.’

  *Sigh*

  Having no other choice I get up, back in my younger body and been the way I came to the world apart from the eyepatch that covers my left eye. I get the dirt bnkets to wash and goes take a bath.

  Noticing how refreshed I feel sure she did something that solved my problem of synchrony with this world. ‘She said someone messed with me...’ Well, since she said that I didn’t need to worry, I won’t. One thing I learned in my life is that I can trust her.

  Having dealt with the proofs of my embarrassing moment I get ready for the day and goes out. Walking through the temple I observe the people busing themselves with the reconstruction and their normal routine with a sour mood, some serious hurt people resting and the others going about their business. ‘I should go to the library, Tao mentioned she would talk with some masters there today.’

  In the library I notice Khan is with other masters discussing something, so I sit nearby while taking out Heimdall’s Eye to inspect.

  As I thought I can’t use it the way it is and despite being back to normal thanks to Daudr I don’t have enough energy to directly fix it. ‘Stupid ugly creature.’ just remembering it gets me agitated.

  The ck of energy is no doubt one of my major setbacks, even if I’m constantly absorbing everything, I came in directly contact with, this passive absorption is negligible, and I try to avoid just absorbing consciously unless I want to stop an attack. Considering the complexity and power of Heimdall’s eye I would have do devour this entire temple before been able to start repairing it.

  Taking that into consideration even with an overpowered ability like my Light that can convert energy into matter or transmute matter using less energy I'm still handicapped by the fact that I ck energy! *sigh* sometimes I wonder if I could devour a pnet or two… ‘no bad Id… very bad.’

  As I push away some intrusive thoughts Tao arrives with Thrud and as I suspected she calls me to participate. So, I get up and go to them.

  Around a table in the corner of the library is Tao, Thrud and me, alongside with the masters; Mordor, Kaecilius, Khan, Wong, and two others that I can’t seem to remember the names.

  “Yesterday was a disaster...” Tao begins. “20 apprentices and 3 masters died, there's is 50 wounded from which 18 are incapacitated.” As she brings out the numbers the sembnce of the masters darkens. “And only thing left is two bodies and this.” She takes out the page, this time encapsuting it in a seal sigil to stop the dark influence to try and corrupt someone here.

  “It’s true it is a page of the Dark Hold?” master Mordor asks examining the floating page as the scripts change.

  “Yes, and it means it was found and it's out there causing chaos.” Tao expins.

  “We need to find it... if the rumors about the dark arts present in it is true we should recover and seal it as soon as possible.” Master Khan suggests clearly worried.

  “If just a unique page can do this much damage, I wonder what the whole grimoire can do...” Kaecilius shows an unnerving interest and if my memories serve me right, it spells trouble.

  “The problem isn’t its content; it is the dark influence it exerts on who reads it.” I call the attention of those present slipping a warning in the discussion.

  Some of the masters look to Tao probably questioning my presence here and a master ask, “And what do you know about it, kid.”

  I look to him. “Not much... Hum?”

  “I’m master Cornelius.”

  “Right, master Cornelius, the thing is that it gives you a chance to make your desires come true, but in a distorted way while at the same time it corrupts your mind the more you read it, until...” I stop looking to the page.

  “You get consumed and abide by the will of the demon who wrote it.” Tao complements.

  “Sick little thing.” Thrud says in disgust.

  The discussion doesn’t extend much longer with the unanimous agreement that letting it loose in the world is a disaster waiting to happen. But in an act that made almost all the masters displeased Tao asked for me to find and recover it ciming it was the best way. I don’t doubt it knowing she has access to the time stone and probably saw something.

  However, despite the others respect for Tao decisions they not necessarily agree and only stopped trying to tag along when I mentioned that Fen can find it fairly easy since we have a piece of the book and Thrud and I as gods ourselves can resist its temptation.

  In the end it was settled with me staying a while to discuss with Tao anything that could be useful, as well as our intention to go to New York to create a base and get out of her back. To which she was quite receptive while gncing to Thrud. ‘I probably know why...’

  *

  “I can’t believe Ancient One actually trust the kid that much to give him such task.” Kaecilius says as the masters exit the library after discussing the matters about the page.

  “He cims to be a god, it would make sense.” Wong says.

  “A god who got hurt by those creatures? The woman I can believe to be, the kid I doubt.” master Cornelius give his opinion as they walk down the corridors.

  “Talking about it, his blood was bck, it’s not normal so I think it gives him certain credibility.” Mordor stops remembering the sight of Idlifir bleeding.

  “Bck or blue, doesn’t matter as long he can actually do it.” Kaecilius states with finality and goes his way. ‘Let him bring the book to us, if he fails, I will do it myself and maybe...’ His eyes shine with resolve and desire as he walks through the corridors, the shadows that he passes thru revealing the pain hidden behind his stern expression.

  *

  It takes three days for us to be ready to go out of Kamar Taj, that’s because no other reason but money. Tao despite her years of existence is a true warrior-monk and has little possession concentrating in having just enough to run Kamar Taj and the Sanctums and that also counting with the help of the masters that decided to share her job of protecting the word from magical threats.

  So, with no choice other than spend days working I choose to spend two whole days transmuting an iron chunk into a gold one to sell. Yes, I can do alchemy baby, or so I like to call. Just as I can absorb practically anything given enough time even if I don’t want to, converting it into energy I can also do the opposite and use that energy to materialize matter or change it.

  No need to say that is an arduous and long process that requires a lot of energy and to add to the already difficult process I need to understand what I am materializing or changing into down to the atoms, luckily since the particles present around me tend to be the same, it's just a matter of deconstruct and reorganize existing atoms into those I want and them further organize them into the molecules or structures I need.

  Also, there are other things to consider like the density and complexity of what I want to change and that’s why I took two days to make a chunk of gold. ‘Disappointing? Yes… you get used to it’ the moment I realize I could do basically matter manipution the time became a detail, a shame I can’t use it in battle like some metal alchemist, though.

  Anyway after using a sling ring that Tao gave me to teleport to New York, I sell the gold and rent a cheap apartment in Hell’s Kitchen, wonderful neighborhood that makes the price go low, the rest of the money we use in living expenses and clothes of course, for Thrud actually since I just let Umbra imitate the clothes I like. ‘Sorry, sales dy.’

  In the end we spend two more days arranging things and getting ready. I also transmuted some bits of gold in case is necessary. The night of the second day we go for a stroll.

  *Growl*

  Fen is not remotely pleased in sniffing a piece of paper soaked in demon aura, but do it, nevertheless. “Good boy.” He snorts to me and starts to sniff away in the night, Thrud ughing on my side. ‘Prideful fur ball.’ I roll my eyes… eye.

  *

  “I am iron man.”

  “Charming, isn’t he?” A female voice comments.

  In an office with a great view, a dark skinned man with a eyepatch and bald head seats watching the news, his body being cd in a dark set of clothes, an equally dark trench coat hanged on his chair, his good eye fixed in one of the monitors in the wall, there Tony Stark revealing to the word that he is the man that wears the advanced armor that people started to call Iron man.

  Opposed to the man’s desk and chair sits a woman in a quite rexed state not caring that she is in front of her own boss. This beauty in question parades a fire like hair and blue eyes, clean face and plump lips with a trained body covered by a suit with the emblem of the organization she works for.

  “A headache more likely.” The man retorts in a gruff way despite being quite amused that Tony Stark had the balls to reveal his identity to the world, a man that he doesn’t doubt to have many enemies.

  The two keep watching other monitors on the wall listening to the different reactions the media have in the face of this revetion, only breaking the silence for short and brief comments.

  “In a shocking turning of events, the billionaire Tony Stark …”

  “We are dealing with an unprecedented event someone capable of going against…”

  “We are talking about someone with billions at his disposal …”

  “That armor represents an unmistakable advance in the race of weapons development …”

  As the news spread through the world there is little SHIELD can do to control the situation. Since they started monitoring and dealing with events that escape common logic while keeping them out of the public eyes, it’s the first time the world is becoming fully aware of the existence of a person capable of defeating an army of terrorists, even though that person is still human and needs an armor to do it the fact he has it in the first pce is what calls the most attention.

  As they continue watching a woman enters the office after a short knock, she carries a pad and a clear hurry in her step, which divert their attention

  “What’s the urgency, agent Hill?” He was clear he would be in an important debriefing with one of his agents.

  “Agent Romanov, Director Fury.” She compliments briefly, her head nodding to the other woman in respect, who nods back. Maria Hill is the right hand of Nick Fury and deputy director of SHIELD; she has a professional vibe with her bck hair tied into a bun behind the head and the standard uniform of the organization. “The Individuals that we detected few months ago coming out of the Central Park has been spotted again.”

  This cims Fury immediate interest. “Report.” He straightens himself as the ginger woman also known as Natasha Romanov too goes from rexing to business mode.

  “Both individuals and the wolf like dog appeared in the proximity of Hell’s Kitchen.” Hill began her report as she brings up the images in the monitor using her pad. “This time they aren’t using the Nordic garments and are actually leaving traces of living within the premises.”

  “How sure you are that it’s them?” Romanov questions.

  “Almost a 100%, we utilized the images we got the first time and compared to now, both individuals' height and body type matches with the previous ones and the wolf like dog has the same colr and fur pattern from before. We also got good images from their faces this time.”

  Hill brings up the images of Idlifir and Thrud in a close facial angle, despite not been a perfect photo their characteristics are clearly visible.

  “Since when you had a niece?” Natasha jokes as she notes the eyepatch on the kid’s face, Fury only lifting an eyebrow to her in response.

  “When was the videos taken?” He ignores her directing a question to Hill.

  “Yesterday around 23pm. They seemed to use the dog to seek something through the neighborhood, but apparently, they didn’t find returning to a residential are in Hell’s Kitchen around 3am.”

  “Do we have an address?” Nick asks leaning back thinking.

  “We believe they are temporary living in one of the rented houses around Cover Street, since we don’t have cameras there, we couldn’t get a precise location.”

  “Romanov, new mission for you. Discover where they are staying and if possible, make contact. I want to know if they’re a threat.” Natasha gets up resigned but nods firmly.

  “On my way, boss.” She follows Hill for a more in detail debriefing as Nick stays behind looking to the image of both targets.

  They appeared out of nowhere a few months back, at first not a case of concern, just a boy and a woman accompanied by a huge dog while cospying in the streets of New York. What tingled SHIELD’s antenna was that a satellite detected a sudden energy spike in the premises of the park. The pce didn’t show any strange readings and agents on the local reported a complete ck of any residual traces, investigating possible suspects those individuals started calling attention when they realized that despite exiting the park they never entered it and to confirm they suspicions eyewitness reported that they were communicating in a strange nguage with only the boy asking for directions in a broken English. The final proof was the fact that after visiting the nearest library they just disappeared.

  Although the woman and the dog were actually spotted in different pces around the world in an illogical dispy of travel logistic the complete ck of pattern forced them in a position of only monitoring their whereabouts, now though they seem to have a chance to question those strangers.

  ‘Something is telling me they are another headache.’

  *

  Waking up to the noise of a busy city, Thrud got up early and after a quick shower, she started to prepare breakfast. Idlifir came soon after offering to put the table which she filled with what can just be called a feast.

  As she does often, she catches herself observing the young boy. The new eyepatch an addition that remembered her of an old memory... Frowning slight she shakes her head choosing to lose herself in his other eye instead. It’s unnaturally bck as if it would suck the light of the world while carrying a deepness you wouldn’t find in someone supposedly so young and still shining with innocence. ‘It’s like a beautiful onyx.’

  He pys with his food eating a little of each thing he likes, despite being able to eat more than her, the fact he doesn’t need to actually puts him in a pce where he eats more out of habit or hobby. ‘Maybe I should eat less too?’ She says looking to her pte a mountain of food that could feed at least 4 people with more in the table that she will consume.

  She holds back a sigh; she is already 28 and still thinks like a little girl. ‘A warrior with empty stomach doesn’t st in battle.’ Resigning without much thought she decides that satiating her bottomless belly is a better choice.

  They spend their morning together usually talking and keeping each other company before resuming they activities, something Thrud enjoys doing while observing the young boy that she serves for so many years, this became an unassumed hobby of her.

  At first, she was put in this whole as a guardian for Id since an unfortunate incident made very clear of his body almost mortal fragility, despite being born as a son to two most powerful god of their world.

  Assuming the post together with other Valkyries by the order of the Valkyrie queen herself, dy Freya, she ended up becoming his Valkyrie instead, albeit in an unofficial way since he has no permission from his parents to command them nor build a group for himself. She ended following and obeying him from her own volition, maybe because of his charm or because of who he is, she doesn’t know it just seems so right to her. ‘I want to be by his side...’

  Almost strange to think that a fully-fledged Valkyrie would decide to follow a boy that didn’t even reach adulthood yet, but here she is.

  Getting out of her own head she pays attention to Idlifir as they arrive where Fenrir seemed to sense something.

  “I think we finally got some clue.” Id says to her as they stand near an abandoned house near the city. After some days of search, they followed the page incent to this house.

  However, despite looking through it for at least a few hours is clear that if the book was here, someone found and took it. Fortunately, once Fen finds a traceable path, he can follow indefinitely. That’s how they ended in this world in the first pce.

  “Come Id, we still have a few hours until sunset.” Having learned her lesson from the early days here she started to prefer keeping the search while there’s light since dealing with what amounts to robbers and creepies has become a nuisance. ‘Even if I like a good fight those are more like wasted time.’

  “Yes, let’s hurry, don’t wanted you attracting more guys than necessary.” Id says reenforcing her idea but for a reason that brings a frown to her face.

  “And why this is my fault? Those creeps come from nowhere.” She couldn’t help being indignant with the accusation.

  “You attract too much attention Thrud, you are a young gorgeous woman walking around and I don’t look exactly like a boyfriend nor even bodyguard. Temptation is too high I guess.” She notes some annoyance in his tone but that’s not the part that stops her in pce.

  “Gorgeous?” She asks almost savoring the word Id used to describe her. “I’m warrior, I can be elegant, but gorgeous wouldn’t serve to describe me.” No way they would see her in such light specially Id.

  “Really?” Idlifir turns lifting an eyebrow to her looking like she said something stupid. “You are one of the most beautiful women I have seen in my life and as if this is not enough you are simple the goddess of strength.” The implicit unfairness present in this killer combination is left unsaid but clear.

  “B-beautiful? Me? N-no way.” She obviously doesn’t get it and becomes flustered what brings a teasing smile to Idlifir lips, of course he refrains from teasing more unless he risks being spped to oblivion in a fit of shyness from the amazonian woman.

  Giving herself time to recover from such honesty they arrive in their other destination, this time a more poputed area.

  In front of the building people enters and exit in equal hurry, the security checking each one with the same strictness. Thrud still flushed a little in the cheeks waits patiently for Id to analyze the situation.

  “No doubt we can’t enter it without calling attention, there are security and cameras all around... uhm... maybe if I go in with my spectral form. The problem is that without Fen I would need to search the entire building...” They are quite limited here. Thrud believed Id could go in and out without problem but looking through everything by himself would take too much time.

  “The trace ends here Fen?” Thrud asks the wolf who growls back in an affirmative tone. “Then it must be there.”

  “Momentums Labs, the name doesn’t ring a bell but knowing the world we are I don’t want to risk, let's see if we can find more information on this pce then we can decide.” Thrud doesn’t really mind waiting and knowing Id’s tendency of being cautious agrees in postpone the recovery of the book.

  Passed a day or two while he tries to know more about the pce Thrud goes out to let Fen burn some energy in the park nearby. She lets the wolf run with the other dogs as she sits rexing in a nearby bench.

  “Hi, this pce is occupied?” Taking her out of her musings she looks to the one who called and finds a woman in casual clothes with a leach on her hands, probably the owner of one of the dogs.

  “No, you can sit.” Thrud answers without thinking much about the new company.

  “Thank you.” The woman sits, her red locks framing her face highlighting her beauty. “Walking you dog too?” she asks initiating some small talk.

  “Yes, you could say that.” Thrud say now paying more attention to the mortal woman that approached her. “You?”

  “Yes, the Pomeranian right there.” She points to a dog being chased by Fen in a pyful manner.

  “Hum... Mine is the wolf running after yours.” Thrud crify admiring the coincidence.

  “Hehe, quite energetic, isn’t he?” Her comment brings a smile to Thrud lips who nods thinking how much energy a giant mythical wolf must have. “I’m Natalie by the way.” The woman says offering a hand shake to Thrud.

  “Thrud” She responds accepting the gesture. Both, now soon to be entranced in a good chat that will bring Thrud way more than she ever imagined.