4 Interlude Peter Parker
Peter was sitting in the corridor drinking the milkshake that had been made for him. He didn't like their eyesights. Eyesights that he belonged to the royal family. Then Owen came out of the adjoining room. Two large gentlemen appeared behind him. A bit like security guards in crime movies. Owen walked over to him and patted him gently on the head.
"It's a card which you can buy whatever you want. You're a royal member after all. The card only works for you, so even a thief won't be able to use it. If you lose it or if someone steals it, notify me and I'll give new one to you, "Owen said.
"I don't deserve it," Peter replied.
"Of course you deserve it. Loki would admit it first. Look around, buy yourself some toys from other planets, and then go back to the room," Owen said.
"Will you cheer Sylvie?" Peter asked, grabbing the gold card. He looked at her carefully. His membership to the royal family of Asgard was engraved on it.
"Of course I will. Now I will go buy her some gift and you will spend time with Agent Urtan and Agent Fileus. They are very good agents and will take care of you and them will escort you to the room" Owen hugged him to goodbye.
"Why does this card look like this? I'm not complaining. It looks nice, but it's too much. And why is it informing everyone that I am a member of the Asgard royal family?"Peter asked.
"Take it easy, Peter. Believe me, I wish it was less conspicuous myself, but this is the model for the Asgard royal family. To which you belong," Owen replied.
"How can I belong to it? I know ... Sylvie and Mr. Loki look after me, but ..." Peter said.
"Peter, you are a member of this family. Don't doubt it. This card is a little fancy and a bit tasteless, but it symbolizes what I've already told you. You belong to us. Never doubt it. I have to go," Owen replied and hugged him.
Peter stayed with two gentlemen. He politely greeted them, but they said nothing to him. They just walked with him. They were dressed in gray uniforms and looked on Peter.
Peter felt better after talking to Owen again. He hoped Sylvie would feel better too. He was worried about her. Sylvie was sharp and ruthless at first glance, but she had a good heart. Peter especially remembered how she cared for Luke Skywalker. She also tried to cheer him up, even though it felt like she was not very experienced at it.
Peter tried to put it all together in his head. In such a short time, his life changed so much. He was just a kid from Queens who had the wonderful Aunt May and clever Uncle Ben. However, suddenly aliens appeared. In New York. Peter liked Star Wars, but he never wanted it to become so real. Peter remembered the scary faces and the deaths of his family trying to protect him. Pain and fear. And then Mr. Loki and Sylvie. Mr. Loki with his soothing voice and Sylvie with a cheeky face. Suddenly they appeared in his life.
Peter began to see her and Mr. Loki as family to him even though he knew them so briefly. Mr. Loki, who could cook, tell stories and cuddle to sleep. Sylvie watched Star Wars with him. Mrs. Stella ate ice cream with him and protected him from the evil people of Hydra. Owen talked to him and hugged him, reassuring him of their love.
His new family. Powerful gods who are members of the royal family. Owen and Mrs. Stella didn't look like gods, but they weren't ordinary people either. Mrs. Stella had an interesting device for portals. Yellow door. Mrs. Stella explained a little to him. TimePad. He can go anywhere in time and space. He wonder who made it. Mr. Stark would like to have something like that. To be able to see the entire cosmos! Every place. It would be great. Yet Peter's thoughts turned to Earth.
Hydra still existed. Captain America did not to destroy them. And yet they were still alive. Peter knew he shouldn't read about them, but he was curious. He borrowed a history book. Uncle Ben had to look after him all night because Peter had nightmares about the book. Human experiments, prisoners of war, torture. And they wanted to do it to him. And they probably did it to other kids! Someone had to do something. He would have done it himself had it not been for the fact that he was weak.
Mr. Loki's fate was also concerned with Peter's thoughts. Was he feeling better? Was he safe? Is he thinking of them right now? Where was he? In Asgard with his mother? Or maybe still on Earth and now he was looking for them? What were they doing at Xandar? Peter forgot to ask.
There was so much going on.
He cried. Sylvie was worried; he didn't want her to feel bad too. Despite Owen's comforting words, Peter still felt inadequate. Especially looking at the treatment he received. A member of the royal family is visiting Xandar! The two gentlemen, Mr. Urtan and Mr. Phileus, were still walking beside him as Peter looked around one of the richest neighborhoods in Xandar. She was very mobile and Peter watched the various aliens with interest. Different skin colors, antennae, tentacles, strange anatomy. He wanted to ask everyone about it. However, it would be rude. He just passed the arguing talking raccoon and the tree-like creature. It was wonderful. See so many different people. Peter had seen hundreds of stores, all kinds of strange devices he wanted to understand. His companions were still silent and followed Peter.Peter lost track of time. He must have been walking for a long time, he had seen so much!
Then, out of the corner of his eye, in one of the alleys, Peter saw a lady with green skin and red hair. Another lady was with her. She looked like a cyborg. They both looked wounded. Numerous abrasions, blood and worn clothes. And no one even looked to help them! Aunt May sure could. The green lady was supporting her companion. Peter had to help them. They were injured!
Mr. Urtan and Mr. Fileus watched over him, but Peter was clever. Uncle Ben always told him that. He entered an extremely busy part of the crowd, and his companions followed. It only took a few seconds and Peter was alone. It was easy to get lost in New York, and Peter had rather the experience not to get lost, but now he has used it the other way around. It also served that Peter was small and petite, and that could be an advantage at times. He easily returned to the alley. He always had a good memory.
He wanted to help them somehow. He got a golden card. He could buy practically anything. He decided to use it to pay for a doctor for these ladies. He approached them slowly.
"Ronan is waiting for us. We don't have time for that! It was a bad idea to be here!" snarled the blue lady, trying to get up. The green lady held her in place.
"We needed this. I know you're still moved, but ..." said the green lady.
"Not a word about it!" said the blue lady.
The blue lady snarled, but when she tried to move, she immediately winced. The green lady was still trying to calm her down. They both noticed him then.
"The Xandar Rat!" the blue lady roared. Peter got scared, but the lady was hurt, and Peter slipped in here. She had a right to feel nervous.
"I wanted to help," Peter said shyly.
"You are charming, but you cannot help us. Go back to your family. Nebula and me don't want to have help" replied the green lady, nudging him slightly.
"Yes, I can help. I can pay for a doctor for you. You are injured. I can help you" Peter showed his gold card.
Both ladies looked at the golden card. They looked shocked. Mrs. Nebula was watching him with great interest. Peter began to feel unwell. Sweat seemed to run down his skin. He had saw similar eyesight before. Agent Hydra's sight. The last thing Peter saw was a quick blow to the head when Mrs. Nebula knocked him out.