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Chapter 7 by Haltandcatchfire11 Haltandcatchfire11

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Feeling Drained

The crowd was starting to turn, no surprise there. This was the second time today she'd disrupted one of their little 'parties', and they clearly were running out of patience for her interruptions. The thoroughly blazed-looking Elf got to his feet first, dusting himself down and looking around with the bleary-eyed expression of someone who was just beginning to realise they hadn't the faintest idea where they were. Thor meanwhile was stalking up the shattered pier towards where Carol was standing, and he most certainly did not look happy to see her. Carol shook her head vigorously in a bid to shake the grogginess away, crimping her thighs more tightly together and squeezing her breasts with the crook of her arm. Her power was...not gone, but suppressed, hidden beneath the surface like an iceberg underwater. Something in that bong had temporarily put a lid on it, so for all intents and purposes she was just a naked blonde, standing defenceless on a pier while the God of Thunder barrelled over to her with **** in his eyes. Great, she thought. Just great.

"He doesn't look happy, does he?" Valkyrie smirked, folding her arms and watching him come. "And you seem more than a little worse for wear after...whatever that was. I mean, what happened to..." she splayed one of her hands and made a pew pew noise with her mouth. Carol glared at her. "That's none of your...it's not...it's just..." She grunted, looking down at the floor. Valkyrie snorted. "Right, well whatever's going on there, you might want to get it back up and running before big blond and beautiful gets his hands on you."

"Nobody's getting their hands on me!" Carol snapped.
"Nobody?" Valkyrie pouted. "Not even little old me?"
"Especially not you!"
"Ah, well." Valkyrie shrugged. "I'm sure you'll come round. Eventually."
Carol ignored her, looking back up the pier at the rapidly-approaching Asgardian Prince. "Stay back!" She warned. "That's your first and final warning!"
Thor's lip curled upwards in a sneer. "Oh? And what happens after that? You shoot me with one of your fancy laser beams? I can do that too, you know! I'm the God of Thunder! I could call down a lightning storm as casually as flexing a muscle." As if to demonstrate, he flexed one of his enormous biceps.
He's not stopping, goddamn it he's not stopping. She shifted the hand she'd placed down between her legs and pushed her toned thighs together to cover the gap it left behind as best she could, though even so, a golden patch of pubic hair was just visible between them. Raising her hand, she angled her palm in Thor's direction, as if preparing to fire one of her cosmic beams at him. "On the count of three I shoot, Kroeger!"
"Kroeger? Who's Kroeger?" He looked puzzled. "Are you just making names up now?"
"Strictly speaking, all names are made up!" Valkyrie chimed in, swaying slightly on the spot. Thor ignored her. "Go on, then! Do it! Show me what you've got Madame Fantastic, or whatever your name is!"
Carol gulped, but started counting anyway. "Three!" Thor made no sign of stopping.
"Two!" Still, the Asgardian kept on coming, he was within spitting distance now, close enough for Carol to see the whites of his eyes and the furrows in his brows. Need to give him something. Anything. Just to show him I can still do damage. Just need to... she grimaced, concentrating on drawing out the power that was currently locked away deep inside her. She could feel it, as if she were standing at shore and the furious, golden energy that Kree engine had given her all those years ago were the ocean at low tide; all she needed to do was bring it back to her, close enough to touch it, to draw some of it out and knock the smug look right off of this idiot Prince's face. Higher, the power was surging toward her from out of its hiding place. Further, it was roaring in the distance, and getting closer still. Faster, she sensed a sliver of it in her chest. It was warm and nourishing, and all she needed to do was direct it outwards.

"One!" Carol directed the energy out from her body, looking expectantly down at her outstretched hand for some sign of an energy discharge. A moment passed, then another. Her hand was still just a hand. Thor had stopped less than a foot away, and was looking down at her now with a mixture of amusement and pity. She could feel it straining to get out, but it just wasn't...
Wait, she looked down and saw a glow from between her fingers. That's...that's not supposed to... Baffled, she momentarily lost all sense of where she was and what she was doing, and slowly separated the fingers of the hand she'd been using to cover her breasts. From between them, the faint golden light intensified as two glowing circles came into view. Her nipples, they were...lit up? Ordinarily they would have been pink, but the light spilling out of them had turned the skin a reddish-gold, and the ocean breeze had made them stiffen and rise up from out of her areolas, looking for all the world like two miniature suns burning away on her chest; beneath the surface of the radiant skin, Carol could faintly see the dark shapes of veins highlighted by the brightness all around them. All in all, it was a strange sight, and she'd seen her share of strange sights.
"My, my!" Valkyrie's voice cut sharp and clear through Carol's distracted state. "Whatever your name was before, from now on, I'll always think of you as Headlights!" Her grin was cheshire-cat wide. Carol flushed all over again and put her hands back over her breasts, once more smothering the light projecting out from her nipples. She had the urge to tell her to shut up, but the sheer embarrassment and self-consciousness she was feeling right now left her unable to even form the words. Thor leaned forward. "That's quite the magic trick, but not quite what you were hoping for, am I right?"
Carol didn't answer, instead her cheeks reddened and she took a tentative step backwards. She wasn't used to feeling small, and god did she hate it.

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