《Thrown into Marvel (Loki Fan Fic)》In the source of the heat bloom
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Loki hadn't been aware that Pyramids could be hidden in a arctic climate for thousands of years.Hell even explaining how pyramids end up underground instead of out in the wide open space while remaining intact is the difficultest scenario to make sense. We're the first group to enter this pyramid in perhaps thousands of years since the residents had 'abandoned' their prized building.
"That is a strange sculpture," Wilson said. "Looks like the sketch of the Jungle Lizard rather than Anubis."
"And they're wearing shoulder shooters," Loki said. "They always get the better hunting weapons!"
I lower my head then rub my forehead shaking my head side to side continuing the walk towards large unguarded doorway.Everything is covered in grainy dust parting ways from the movement made by everyone's shoes. There are a couple spiderwebs in this enlightened entrance way.
"Uh?" Miss Knowy said. "Miss Strange, have you and your son encountered The Predator before?"
"No," I lied. "Most Science Fiction movies feature aliens with better advanced weapons."
"At one point I did come across one, Emily." Loki said.
I laugh.
"One hundred three years ago in a rain forest," Loki goes on. "They're quite...fierce."
"So fierce they take down the most skilled," Wilson said. "Maybe this pyramid is a temple of worship for The Predators." We all look towards Wilson. "It's a possibility why they keep coming back."
Because they were worshiped here as gods a thousand years ago?Right, someone apparently told the aliens they are welcome to do whatever they want on Earth.
"Feasible." Loki said,as we take our attention off Wilson then continue the walk.
We came into a rounded room with seven blocks of rock each having a skeleton missing one part of their chest. The room itself is tall, like really, really tall.The walls are lined in skulls each on a small square part sticking out of the walls, though in the center of the room is a grate in the shape of a strange creature not documented in 'deadly alien' history. All the blocks of rock shaped similar to a slab are directly pointed to the grate.
"This must be the Sacrificial chamber." Willis said, looking over one of the skeletons. "Looks like they took out the heart."
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"Uh," Miss Knowy said. "The heart isn't in the center of the chest. Something wanted to come out," I pick up one of those medallions rubbing off the dirt as everyone else in this large group are looking around. The specks of gold still remained through the unrelenting dirt. "Willis, this is not a time to play shakespear--"
"Just look at the neck!" Willis said. "It's finely cut and clean."
I look over seeing a skeleton attached to the neck bones that surprisingly is not connected to the spine.I put the medallion into my big coat pocket for keepsake purposes but mostly on a hunch these chest busting creatures are related to the Exenomorphs.
"Why would people sacrifice their own for something to come out of their chest?" Loki asks. "And these skulls, quite ugly, are very demeaning looking.For a sacrificial chamber it is hideous."
"Maybe The Predators are hunters for these chest busting animals." Wilson suggests.
Just then a hand like animal, quite dead, came down landing on the floor.
There is a collective 'ew' from the people standing there at where it had landed.
I came over then take out a extendable stick out of my purse swish it forwards and slide the extended stick under the really unusual animal. I turn the hand themed animal over on it's back. It has a tail, a pair of sharp claws on its fingers, and a strange structure by the front side.
"What the hell is that?" The extra guy said.
"Ew," I said, pinching my nose. "It stinks."
"I can take care of that," Loki said, and then a freezing breeze of snow came by.
The dead animal is encased in ice.
"It's been dead for quite a long time." The extra guy said.
I tilt my head over squinting at the long serpent like tail.
I look up to the ceiling seeing not a sign of another hand body falling. I look away from the ceiling then swish the extendable stick forwards; all three sections slid back into a small pen item.I tuck the pen back into the purse and begin pushing out the memory of the terrible smell.
"Hey," Blaine said, actually startling me. "Why not split up and discover more of this building?"
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"Sounds like a fine idea to me," Loki said. "I am eager to see if they buried their pharaohs in a heinous pyramid such as this."
Blaine looks over to me.
"So, boss," Blaine said. "How many should we go into?"
"Willis is the boss," I said, seeing Willis had slipped out of sight.
Damn you 'protection' guy.
"Not anymore," Loki said. "You're next to the 1st person in line."
I sigh.
"Okay,Loki." I said. "You, Miss Knowy, Wilson,and Blaine continue exploring." I point off to the next door. "I'll stay with the others and find some more...research related items!"
"Really?" Miss Knowy said, folding her arms. "You want your kid with a gift to summon ice to lead us into the next passage?"
"He's the next to the best bodyguard," I said, as Loki had a '...why must I say such things and up getting backfired?' kind of expression on his face. he just really made a pain for himself. "Besides, a teenager able to sword fight is pretty handy against alien hand dying animals."
"I vote no!" Loki said.
"Me too!" Blaine said.
"Me three!" Wilson said.
I hand Loki the gun.
"Is that better?" I ask.
Loki looks down to it then held it by the handle upside down.
"That's very noisy." Loki said.
I sigh.
"Thousands of people die each year because of this noisy thing in the declaration of Independence; right to bear arms." I said. "That part was made for the civilians to be prepared for aliens," I look over towards Wilson and Blaine. "Or human army."
"I change my mind." Wilson said.
"Me too." Blaine said.
"Not me." Miss Knowy said.
Eventually the small group went out. Now there is seven people in the room just like the skeletons. Truthfully I am curious as to how the sacrifice is made. I noticed not only is there heads decorating the walls but there is also short spines underneath these flat square surfaces keeping the skulls in place.I began to think these skulls are placed there not to seem demeaning but have been put up there to represent honor.
"So," The extra guy said. I turn my head towards him feeling my heart pounce. Damn, I get scare easily. "Who's your kid's dad?"
I bit my lip for a moment.
"He's dead." I lied.
The extra guy's eyes went huge and his mouth turns into an 'o'.
"Oh," The extra guy said. "Sorry I asked."
I shook my hand.
"No," I said, lowering my hand. "It's okay. His dad died doing what he loved to do."
"So, you're a widow." The extra guy said.
"Yes," I lied, nodding. "I am. "
"How he take it?" The extra guy asks.
"He took it pretty hard," I lied. "Loki has always been the 'special' kind of child." I laugh a little at a memory being made up. "One time Loki made his dad's tree into a snowtree and his man cave into a snow playground."
The extra guy snickers.
"One lucky kid for a very special woman." The extra guy said.
"I am nothing special," I said. "Being special is when you're part of something bigger."
"So does this apply to your son?" The extra guy said, curiously.
"Loki is a different kind of special." I said. "He has Snow Man powers. They started showing up when he was eight years old."
The extra guy was about to reply when all the doors came to a unexpected sudden close. Panic soon settled into the room as did concern, fear, and uncertain.We turn around towards the slabs of rocks each occupied by its own outdated skeleton.At the bottom of the slaps came up unusual chickened shaped eggs pickled in small dots and a unusual gray terrible brown tint.
I gave Loki my gun.
How stupid was I?
Really stupid.
"What the hell?" An extra woman said, as one egg folded open.
"I think I know where that hand came from." I said, as the other eggs started opening too.
The other guy looks at me, wide eyed, then back towards the eggs.
"It came from there." The extra guy said.
"What happened to it's egg?" The extra woman said.
"It probably ate the egg." The extra guy theorized.
"How does one eat when it does not have an mouth?" I ask.
"Absorption!" The extra guy said.
Then those hands leaped out right towards us.
Lets say we all got facehugged.
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