Chapter 11
“No… No….” The man said as he turned away from them. “Go away… Go away.”
He slumped down and crawled into the corner.
“Thor?” Skye asked “Again? You’re kidding…”
The three looked at the man they knew as the mighty Asgardian king cowering in the corner.
“Thor…” Scott said. He thought of the version of the man he’d met before. How he’d yet to get around to visiting him again. “Thor… Prince of Asgaurd, god of thunder… I need your help.”
“No…. No… you’re just a hallucination… you’re part of me delusions… But you’re not tricking me.”
“I’m very real.” Scott said as he came closer.
He knelt in front of the man.
“Can hallucinations do this?” Scott asked, lightly smacking him on the face.
“No…” Thor said, taking a deep breath “They… They’ve been telling me that I’m crazy… that I’m sick…”
“You’re more likely to have gone crazy from being here…”
“Who are you?”
“While I don’t like bringing it up, if it will prove to you that I’m being honest…” Scott said, taking his own beep breath. If there was one facet about himself that he hated with a passion, it was what he was about to say…
“I am Trivlen… Second Prince of the Siltavion Empire…” Scott said, using his Siltavi name.
“Siltavion…” Thor said before looking Scott in the face “Purple eyes… You’re… You’re not…”
He began to laugh.
“I am the Odinson… It wasn’t a dream.”
“No, it wasn’t. Now we need to get you to Mjölnir.’
“It won’t work… My father cast me out… I am no longer worthy of my powers…”
“The hammer isn’t you powers… I’ve seen you in action, you don’t need it.”
“You’ve seen me?”
“I’ll explain while we go, we need to get out of here.” Scott said.
“Your Highness… I don’t know how to thank you.” Thor said as they made their way toward an exit.
“You can start by not calling me that.”
“You lied?”
“No, I didn’t lie, I just… I’m not fond of it. I’m only ¼ Siltavion. My human name… my real name… is Scott.”
“The Siltavi are known to be prideful… too prideful. I know firsthand how severely one’s pride can hurt you and those you care about. I can see why you want nothing to do with them.”
“That and the fact they tried to kill my friends and destroy the world… Not exactly the kind of thing you want to advertise…”
“Wait!” they heard a voice call out behind them. It was Dr. Lewis’ wife Jane, running up behind them.
“Please, let me come with you, Please?” Jane begged.
“Why?” Scott asked.
“Darcy… She’s out of control. I didn’t want to marry her, I’m not even gay. She forced me to marry her or she’d falsify my genetic records.”
“She was going to mark you as an inhuman or mutant if you didn’t say yes?” He asked, “That’s just all kinds of wrong.”
“She’s a psychopath.” Jane said, “What else would you expect…? Please, I need to get away from here.”
Evolt forced his way back into control.
“I have an idea…” he said. He walked back into the lab and put his hand in front of Dr. Lewis’ face.