The Linguist Chapter 2



The Linguist (a Loki fanfiction)
Rating: Mature (meant for 18+)


CHAPTER 2: THE BRIDGE

Disclaimer: This chapter takes place during the movie Thor.


[EMILY’S POV]


I decided to drive straight to the site where the bridge was, since it was still night and I wasn’t supposed to meet up with Jane until tomorrow anyways.  I parked a short distance away, so I wouldn’t disturb it.  I grabbed my backpack from the passenger seat and brought it with me.

After taking several pictures and skimming through a few of my books I finally found what I was looking for.  It was a symbol from the Norse mythology.  I read the passages with my phone’s flashlight in wonder.  “How did this get here?  Why is this here?” I asked myself out loud.  Two hours later my eyes started to burn, I desperately needed sleep.  Reluctantly I headed back to my car, reclined the seat, and set my alarm.  I had so many questions, and I hope with Jane’s, and Erik’s, help, we could figure out what was going on.  I slowly drifted off to sleep.

I awoke sore all over.  I should have laid on the back seat so I could stretch out better, but I didn’t want to be in a hurry to drive off and take that extra time to get to the front.  Years of habit was hard to break.  A faint smile crossed my lips as I thought of my mother.  She had been dead for many years, but moments like this always made me think of her.  I looked at my phone and realized that I overslept.  I unlocked it and saw a few missed calls from Jane, voicemails that were probably from her too, and a text message.  I opened the message and read out loud “where are you?”

I dialed her number and waited for her to pick up.

“Hello.”  Jane answered almost right away.

“Sorry I overslept, are you still at the camper in Puente Antiguo or somewhere else?”  I listened to the background noise and figured she was probably still in town.

“I am in town at the moment.”

“On my way.”  After hanging up I put my seat back to normal and turned on the ignition.  As soon as I did, an unexpected sight occurred.  There was a sudden burst of lightning and four people came out of it once the dust settled.  My mouth gapped as I watched four people emerge from it.  One woman and three men.  They walk away, into the direction of the town Jane just told me she was at.  After coming back to my senses, I turned off the car and followed them at a safe distance, not knowing what else to do.  I didn’t want them to be startled, and my curiosity was getting the better of me.  Perhaps this is an Einstein Bridge after all?  I thought as I followed the strangers.

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[COULSON’S POV]


“Get somebody from linguistics down here,” I told one of the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents that came with me.

“Sir!” one of the agents shouted a few moments later. “It looks like we aren’t the first ones to arrive.”

I stood up from the crater and walked over to a parked car just a few feet away from the site.  It was a black Honda Accord with tags from Enterprise Rent-a-Car plastered on it.  I tested the passenger’s side door and noticed it was unlocked.  I grabbed the black backpack that was on the seat and riffled through it. A few changes of clothes, a pair of sneakers, and a ton of books.  Skimming through the titles I noticed that most were of mythology and languages, primarily dead ones.  “Find out who rented this car while you are at it.”  I placed the bag back on the seat and went back to the crater to study it some more.
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