#why did he fall down like that from Magellan poison

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Reading One Piece pt 297: On Fate

Chapter 544

Thoughts:

- Fpos/cs: Sanji in a dress!!! His hair is amazing, his make-up is abysmal and honestly I’m scared. I don’t understand why they put him in a dress if he didn’t want to have one. It makes me remember childhood traumas and I would rather not

…Well Sanji, at least you don’t have fish stockings?

- how many rings can a person have, calm down Blackbeard

- Blackbeard is making a very important speech. I guess I’ll type all of that

- “After first meeting you, I soon found out that you were the one who defeated that former Warlord of the Sea, Crocodile, over there, Straw Hat Luffy!” *cue annoyed Crocodile*

- I wanted to become one of the Seven Warlords so I figured the best way to show the Government that I was the man for the job was to bring them your head” not a BAD strategy I must admit

- oh, he wanted to attack Luffy at Water 7. Wow, there was disaster after disaster in that place, imagine adding Blackbeard to the mix D: we would have to say goodbye to One Piece, really lucked out on this one, Luffy

- “But Fate… protected you!” …um, no, Ace and dumb luck protected him

- “Ace has been chasing me because I committed a terrible crime aboard Whitebeard’s ship. And by curious coincidence, he was your brother! Because I said I was going to kill you, he was unable to turn back! You see? If he let us go, not only would he defile the name of Whitebeard… his own brother would be killed!” …It kinda sounds like what I just said but it’s said by Blackbeard so I don’t like it. It also seems to me like it was Blackbeard who lucked out – his plan worked, he only just kinda shrugged and traded Luffy for Ace because why not, and if Ace’s already there…  

- “There’s no such thing as a coincidence, there’s only Fate.” “You’re a very lucky man.” “Captain doesn’t need your head anymore.” “Your brother fought bravely!” I applaud a loyal crew but they annoy me too. Also, Champion, why would you say that last thing to Luffy, it’s plain stupid

- “You’d better remember to thank Ace at his grave! If he hadn’t shown up then, you’d be dead now.” HOW ABOUT NO and Blackbeard, don’t act like Ace showing up was some divine intervention or something, he was Literary looking for you all over Grand Line

- “THEN WHY DON’T YOU TRY ME NOW!!??” *WHUP*  ha! Told you to leave Luffy alone!

- NO WAIT DON’T FIGHT SHIT ABORT MISSION!!! SHIT SHIT SHIT

- “Blood? Isn’t he made of rubber?” He is!!

- “That’s enough! You have to control your temper! Remember what you’re here for!” oh thank God for Jimbei, he’s stopping Luffy!

- “Don’t waste your time and energy fighting him! It’s not going to help you rescue Ace!” yeah!

- why is everyone just looking at that conversation, DO SOMETHING PEOPLE (strong people that is. Prisoners and guards should stay down)

- Crocodile speaks

- (why are they standing and talking. If Blackbeard isn’t here for Luffy, then why is he here. All of this feels very dangerous)

- “You’re Blackbeard, right? I heard some no-name pirate from Whitebeard’s ship had taken my place… but this is strange.” Crocodile’s asking why he’s here, he should be at Navy HQ. Well, YEAH

- “Everything is going according to my plan. Which I’m not telling you” ok then. Smart of him

- “Fine, I don’t care anyway” gee, ok

- Magellan is here! For a moment I was actually really happy about it. But he’s not here to rescue Luffy from Blackbeard of course. I have a very short memory

- and just like that everyone is moving again

- RUN RUN RUN to the higher levels!

-  “Awakened zoan types” …didn’t I read about that somewhere. I think that’s important

- guys, I think Shiryu deserted. He wasn’t planning at helping guards at all. Oh, what a betrayal

- (I’m not really surprised, he was a prisoner on LEVEL 6, but I also kind of am - WG indoctrination runs deep after all)

- Cameras are down. Everything is falling apart in this prison. I’m smiling so much my face hurts

- “Nothing is going our way! How could a single intruder spark all this mayhem!?” *maniacal laugher*

- on Level 2, Buggy and Galdino are up and at them again :) Blackbeard sure helped them here

- uh?

- “I’m gonna rescue Ace no matter what!” “Haha… I won’t say you’re wasting your time. Nothing’s impossible in this world.” …?  ? ??  ???

- “Sky Island existed, didn’t it? It’s the same with One Piece! It definitely exists!” is he…

- “Ha ha! Just you wait and see!” he’s walking past them

- “In a few short hours we’re going to put on a show that will shake the world!” …he went to do his own thing. Time to move on.

- (I feel very uneasy right now. We should not leave Blackbeard like that. He’ll be trouble in the future)

- Our pirate group feels as uneasy as me but there’s nothing to do about it now. To Level 3!

- …Magellan vs Blackbeard? Is this really happening

- damn, that poison works on them

- “Hannyabal… You did well holding them back for so long. You better not die. You’re the only one… fit to succeed me!” !! What a plot twist. WHY do I have to have feelings about prison wardens and their working relationship???? Is this really necessary???? Oda???

“Straw Hat!! You will not set one foot outside of this prison!”  

rOP 296  rOP 298

#one piece #one piece speed read #one piece reaction #I hated dresses and skirts as a kid but I like them now #my mom had to put with a lot of angry yelling and finally gave up completely and for what :D #stay strong Sanji #Blackbeard is very annoying to me and I will NOT shut up about it #he scares me a little #why did he fall down like that from Magellan poison #I know it didn't knock him out #anyway #Blackbeard's Manifesto #when will they actually break out #chapter 544 #one piece chapter 544 #544 #spoiler #spoilers #have a nice day #rOP 297 #I bet theorists had a field day with that chapter in the day #dread of future events

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Luna goes undercover - Hope you like it! (here's a part 2 at Silvana's request! ^//w//^)

It didn’t take that long until the door opened again. Coming into the room was medium sized polar bear, he peaked at first and looked over at me when he noticed I was awake “Hello.”

I smiled at him “Hi. Who might you be?”

“My name’s Bepo.” The polar bear spoke in a kind voice. He seemed like he had something in his paws as he stepped into the room, still, he closed the door behind him and made his way to me “You’re Tiger Luna, right?”

“Just Luna will do, thanks.” I nodded, keeping the mask of a smile “What brings you here, Bepo?”

He held out his paws to me to reveal a round silver bracelet – my round silver bracelet “The captain said you were looking for this?” I didn’t hesitate to take hold of it, the smile now real in my lips.

“Thank you… Thank you, thank you…”

“It’s that important, huh?” he looked from the bracelet to me and I nodded at him.

“One of my brothers gave it to me, a long long time ago.” I explained “I don’t know what I’d do if I ever lost it.”

“It’s a very pretty bracelet.” The kind bear smiled.

“Thank you.” I rubbed my thumb over the star with an A carved on it “It’s my treasure…” I remembered when Sabo disappeared and we couldn’t find him anywhere, I remembered when he came back from the village explaining that he had spent the day working for the blacksmith. He was covered in smudges but he had a giant smile on his face when he explained why he had done it, he had found the bracelet, but the initials didn’t carve themselves… I shook my head, memories of my childhood would do nothing but make me cry right now “Speaking of treasure!” I forced another smile as I held my bracelet in my hands “You have his straw hat, right?” Bepo looked at Luffy and back at me, nodding “Then spare yourself the trouble and bring it over before he wakes up… I warned I’d tear the ship apart if I didn’t get my treasure… My brother will just do it.”

“I’ll bring it over.” To my surprise, Bepo leaned over to hug me and I tensed at the touch “Please don’t cry, Straw Hat Luffy will be ok. The captain’s the best doctor in the world.” Crying? I didn’t realize I was… He pulled away without another word and left. I took my left hand to face to find that there were indeed tears coming down my cheeks…

I looked down at my hands where my bracelet still was, there were some dark spots on the silver from all the explosions and the fire – the magma… If I can just kill that damn marine before my time is up… “What are you even thinking, Luna…?” I looked to my brother’s unconscious body “You can’t go around dying and leave this idiot… You can’t do that to him.” I tilted my head and looked back at my bracelet as I cleaned off the smudges with my thumb “Plus, Luffy has as much right to revenge as I do…” and now we only have each other… “There’s no way I’ll ever leave him alone.” I got out of the bed and walked over to my brother and held his hand, he seemed calmer than before “I swear Luffy, I’ll get stronger, no matter what it costs me. As long as I can kick the ass of whoever tries to take you from me. We’re not going through this pain ever again, I swear to you. Not if it depends on me… Never again brother.” I squeezed his hand a bit “And when I’m stronger, strong enough to protect you, then it won’t matter who stands in our way, pirates, marines, grandpa… And when that damn Akainu crosses paths with us again, he’s gonna regret ever hearing our names. I just… I need to get stronger first… A lot stronger. Strong enough to protect my family…” my eyes went wide when I felt him squeeze my hand back. Like he could hear me, but his eyes remained closed, still I smiled “I swear, nothing’s ever gonna tear us apart again.”

I know went back to bed and I know I put my bracelet back where it belonged, on my right wrist, but I don’t remember falling asleep. In fact, I only knew I fell asleep when I felt my covers being pulled off and someone’s hand over my stomach, then all I heard was “ARGH! WHAT THE—?!”

And my eyes opened to see Law by my bed side “What do you think you’re doing?”

“Checking your bandages!” he argued pulling his finger from my grip. Instincts “I’m a doctor, remember?!” he definitely seemed annoyed.

“You should wake someone up before you put your hands on them…”

He opened and closed his fingers back with an unreadable expression on his face, I was happy I hadn’t broken his finger “You could use the rest, I didn’t want you to wake up.”

I rolled my eyes, crossed my arms over my chest “I’ve been resting since I got here, I’m done with resting.”

“You’ve been crying since you got here, it’s not the same thing.”

I suddenly snapped at him “Is that your medical opinion, doctor?!” we locked eyes for a moment, both too stubborn to tear away.

He sighed and raised his right hand with his palm down, a small blue sphere appeared right under his fingers “Room.” And then the sphere expanded around us, right afterwards he closed his fingers with the exception of his index and middle finger, then turned his hand around, pointing his fingers up “Takt.” At the command, I found my body lifting off the bed slowly and gently. The feeling of just hovering in the air made me chuckle, moving was awkward and I really couldn’t stop myself “First you almost break my finger in your sleep, then you’re laughing?”

“It’s kind of a new feeling for me.” I admitted as he started to carefully unwrap the bandages off of me, I was wearing a t-shirt but he simply moved it until it only covered my breasts “Some kind of limited telekinesis?”

He shrugged “Something like that.”

“What else can you do?” he raised an eyebrow at my question, his hands still expertly unwrapping my old bandages.

His expression didn’t change as he finished and held the old bandages in his hands “Shambles.” As I blinked, he now had a fresh roll of bandages in his hands and the old ones were on the spare table in the corner of the room.

I nodded “Neat trick.” He placed the clean bandages on the bed and started to examine what I was sure was my worst injury, the big cut like burn that I had across my chest. When his fingers touched my tender skin, shivers when up and down my spine “Does it hurt? It shouldn’t.”

“No.” I rubbed my face “Your hands are just freezing cold…” as I looked back at him, I could’ve sworn he actually smiled a bit there.

“It seems like it’s healing alright.” He finally said as he examined my wounds “This one” I felt him touch my burn “is most definitely leaving a nasty scar, but the others should heal better.” I reached for the new bandages but he slapped my hand away before I could touch it. He didn’t even blink as he grabbed the bandages and started to wrap them on me again “You just have to rest and not scratch them.”

I rubbed my hand where he had slapped “But it itches.”

“It’s healing.” He replied “Try and stay in bed.”

“But I’m bored!”

He sighed as he finished wrapping me back up “If you don’t stay in bed, your wounds will open up again. So stay in bed.” I felt myself being slowly placed back down on the bed.

I pulled the covers back over me as he moved over to check Luffy’s injuries now “How is he?”

“Takt.” I saw Luffy’s body rise off the bed like I had before “He’ll wake up soon enough, his injuries were just some of the worst I’ve ever seen.” His hands kept working as he spoke “What were you two doing? Your injuries have injuries, your muscles were so drained they had no reaction to pain. In fact, the only reaction to pain you two had was really a lot of screaming until you both collapsed from exhaustion. Not to mention all the chemicals you two had mixed into your bloodstream.”

I remembered Magellan’s poison burning my skin, I remembered struggling with my lungs to breathe… I remembered Ivankov and Inazuma, I remembered Luffy’s screams mixing with my own… I remembered the coldness of the ice, the warmth of both my brothers by my side once more “I think the whole world knows what we were doing…”

“My point is…” he explained as he changed Luffy’s bandages “Your bodies should’ve given out way before the moment they actually did.”

I shrugged “We know a guy. It’s not like either of us was going to quit until we had Ace, exhaustion could wait.”

He didn’t say anything else as he continued his work, if he could tell just how my memories surfaced as he asked his questions, I don’t know. But he did stop. It was my turn “Where are you taking us?”

“Somewhere safe.”

“Alright… How far out from there are we?”

“Not that far off.”

I rolled my eyes as I rubbed my face. So this is how people feel when they talk to me, huh? “Has anyone ever told you that you give very straight forward answers?”

“No.”

He set Luffy down and I could’ve laughed if it had been a different time “I wonder why.” He turned to leave the room “Hey, Doctor Polar Panda?” he stopped to glance back at me “Can I ask a favour?”

He took a step back to half face me “What?”

“Since you’re confining me to bed rest, could you get me a pen and some paper, please?” I tried to have the most innocent smile I could fake on my lips “I’m really bored.”

He didn’t say anything and just left the room.

I was looking at the blankness of the ceiling thinking about everything that I shouldn’t. Ace, Sabo, Luffy, the Grey Terminal, Goa, Dadan, Makino… Garp. If I ever see him again, I’ll— I sat up. I couldn’t be left alone with my thoughts. I pulled the blankets from me and got out of bed. I was wearing a t-shirt that I had never seen before and fortunately the shorts were still mine, ripped but mine. I grabbed my sandals and slipped them on, I was getting out of that room no matter what Law said.

The door wasn’t locked and I easily stepped out. Everything was made of metal and freaking hell, I was cold in that place. I checked the room I was in to see if there was any jacket that I had missed and I saw a black one at the foot of my bed, no wonder I couldn’t see it from where I was. I quickly grabbed it and put it on, it was clearly a long coat but I don’t think it was supposed to barely miss the floor if the length of the sleeves was any indicator. Still, it was warm and that’s what I needed. I took a deep breath before I opened the door and noticed that the jacket smelled nicely, I couldn’t quite make it out but I liked it. Since I ate my devil fruit, there weren’t a lot of smells I actually liked, but this one had made the list.

I shook my head and walked back out of the room, now wrapped in this long black coat, I was ready to explore the metal ship. I walked past some of the crew but they mostly whispered to themselves and let me be. Looking around, I seemed to be in some kind of submarine, the only one I had ever been in was Shark Submerge III and it obviously wasn’t half the size of this ship. Under normal circumstances, Luffy and I would be running up and down this submarine exploring every room and corner but my brother was unconscious and I honestly still felt like I’d fall into pieces if I moved around too much. I was making my way towards the kitchen – family instinct, I’d say – when a hand tapped my shoulder and I turned to see a woman looking confused at me “You’re Tiger Luna, right? Are you supposed to be out of bed?”

I forced a smile “I’m not supposed to go hungry, am I?”

She laughed as she wrapped her arm over my shoulders “Can’t argue with you there. The name’s Ikkaku, I’m the chief mechanic around these parts. Let me get you something to eat, yeah?”

“That would be nice, thanks.” I nodded as I let her take me into the mess hall. It seemed to be time for a meal in the sub because most of the crew seemed to be there. As we walked, I looked around the mess of people to find that neither Law nor Bepo were present, lucky cuz they were the only ones that knew that I shouldn’t be out of bed, at least that I knew of.

Ikkaku was nice, she had curly brown hair and was wearing a sort of white jumpsuit with a skull symbol on it, as I looked around, I realized that just about everyone was wearing this. I couldn’t be in bigger contrast if I tried, the jacket I had found also had the same symbol – that I presumed was their pirate mark – but I was this strange figure wrapped in an overly large black jacket and the only part you could see of me was my most definitely messy black hair. I shrugged it off, it’s not like there was anything I could do about it right now and my stomach was making it hard for me to focus on much else besides the smell of delicious food all around me.

Meat.

Ok, everything after that was a bit of a blur. I can’t escape it. I think I fell asleep mid meal a couple of times what scared them a bit, but c’mon, I was tired. Delighted to eat, but tired. I felt like I hadn’t eaten in days, probably hadn’t for all I knew, so needless to say that I emptied my plate a few dozen times. They were impressed from what I could tell. Let’s just say that sometimes people wondered how I was related to Luffy until they saw us eat. It was always fun to see their faces though.

Still, when the food was done and I had eaten enough to stop hearing my stomach grumble, Ikkaku offered to show me around the ship but then she was called to fix something and I was left to my own exploring again. I was ok with that, putting on a smile was still too tiring at this point. Walking through the unfamiliar faces was unsettling. I missed Chopper and Robin and Franky. I missed Nami, she’d get me to talk eventually and we’d end up laughing about something else. I missed Sanji, he’d make something just for me that would somehow taste just like those days in the forest. I missed Zoro, he’d see right through my façade and would sit there with me so I wouldn’t be alone. I missed Usopp, that would start talking about his latest invention and before I knew my brain would be trying to understand this invention of his. I missed Brook, the skeleton had a way to pick up on everyone’s moods rather easily and he’d play something that would bring back the voices of Grey Terminal… Why haven’t you woken up yet, Luffy? I miss you by my side most of all… You’d give me a hug and I’d feel like nothing could touch me, not even this pain that’s still clawing at my chest, not even this emptiness from within my heart…

I was lost in thought, and honestly couldn’t really tell where I was on the ship, I had lost track. This part had less crew but as some of them passed me by, a familiar voice caught my attention and I turned back to see… A pile of boxes… With white furry legs? I tilted my head to try and understand what was happening “Bepo…?” I spoke confused, remembering the polar bear that had brought me my bracelet.

At the sound of my voice, he basically jumped and the boxes flew in the air as he fell on the ground “Luna?! You’re not—” he stopped himself as he saw me reach out my right hand “What are you doing?”

I managed to grab all five wooden boxes in the air with my right hand, it was instinct but the boxes were heavier than I thought “Bepo…” either that, or I was weaker than I thought. I felt something rip over my right ribs and almost to prove me right, the tickling of something crawling down my side “Shit…” I used my left hand to try and keep myself together but the boxes were threatening to escape my grip. I couldn’t be this weak, could I? “Move.” The bear didn’t wait a second before he got on his feet and ran over to me and not a moment too soon. The boxes crashed where the bear had been, spilling all kinds of supplies on the floor, I felt like I couldn’t breathe, as if I’d raised a palace or something. I supported my weight on the wall closest to me as I tried to recover my breath “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me… I can’t be that bad… Can I…?”

Bepo quickly rushed over to me in a panic “You shouldn’t even be out of bed! Oh! The Captain’s gonna be so mad! How are out here?! You’re bleeding!”

“Bepo…” I breathed out looking at the worried bear “Breathe, buddy.” I tried to force my own breath in and then out slowly, he mimicked “There you go.” I looked at my left hand, covered in blood “Now, please help me get back to the room, I kind of lost my way.”

“I have to call the captain!”

I rubbed my face with my right hand “Yeah, doctor grumpy might actually kill me for this one.”

Bepo helped me to my feet and started to lead me through the corridors until we see a familiar tall figure that looks as annoyed as usual “CAPTAIN!” the bear called out “CAPTAIN, WE HAVE A PROBLEM!”

He broke through the crew to get to us “Bepo? And you! What the hell are you doing out of bed?!” he helped me lean on the side so he could take a look at the damage I had pulled off “Didn’t I tell you to stay put or your stiches would rip?! You didn’t stay put and guess what happened.”

“My stitches ripped?”

He sighed and I saw him rub his face “Moron.”

“Grumpy polar panda doctor.”

“I WOULDN’T BE GRUMPY IF YOU JUST LISTENED!” he argued back as he helped me back to the room where Luffy was.

He stayed silent as he stitched me back up. I didn’t say anything either and eventually he turned to leave but stopped at the door “That notebook over there is for you.” I looked at the table beside me to see a notebook, a pen and ink, but the door closed right before I looked at him. Law was gone.

I reached for the pen, it had feathers at the top, then I reached for the notebook too but as I did this, my nose brushed the feathers on the pen and I couldn’t help but notice that it was the same as the scent on the coat. It was oddly comforting…

I sat up on the bed and opened the notebook, dipping the pen in the ink before I put it to paper.

Dear Sabo…

Ahh this is great thank you for sending in ! 

#submission #OC #one piece oc #monkey d luna #part 2

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For Asgard (Chapter 27/?)

Summary: What if Odin had banished Loki to Earth instead of Thor? The story of how you, the Reader, meet and help Loki on his quest to return to Asgard.

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A/N: I’m sorry for this...

The sun here is eclipsing.

It's so dark, you almost believe you're still mentally out of it. So dark, you need to rest your eyes for a little while longer. The Aether continues to drain all your strength, but that doesn't mean your ears don't still work. You hear a voice, Loki's.

“If it were not necessary to exchange the Aether for Lorelei, what I could do by harnessing the power that flows through my darling's veins...”

“It would consume you, like it is her,” Thor warns, sounding irked.

“She is holding up far better than I had expected when she told me,” Loki continues.

“For now,” Amora scoffs.

“(Y/N) is strong in ways you will never know.” Loki's voice drips with poisonous tones.

“Enough, Amora,” says Thor, “Loki is right. She fought bravely in the battle of New York.”

“Alright, fine,” she concedes with a flip of her flowing blonde hair.

“Thank you, brother.”

“That does not mean I trust you, Loki. I wish I could trust you.”

Loki mutters something to himself that you can't quite hear. A moment later, he tries to wake you gently. “(Y/N)...” Your eyes flutter open, pretending you're only now waking. Off on the horizon, a monumental Dark Elf vessel floats down from the thick, grey clouds. It calls out to you...

“Malekith...”

You can sense it.

Team Aether, as you sort of want to call your group, hikes up the ridge of a steep and rocky hill, staying low to avoid any unwanted attention just yet.

Malekith and his freakish crew make the first move, heading out to an open space down below on the plateau. You recognize the creature beside him that had slain Frigga. The bastard. They appear to have a woman with them and you can tell from up here her hair is gorgeously red and is as ridiculously beautiful as Amora.

“Are we going or what?” asks Amora impatiently. “That right there is my sister and I would like to have her back so I can deal with her myself!”

“Amora, I see you are still restless when it comes to stealth tactics,” Thor remarks. “But, yes, rest easy.  Now is the time to advance.”

“You know this plan of yours is going to get us killed,” Loki mentions.

“Yes, possibly,” Thor agrees.

“But I'm sure that's nothing new, right?” you add, trying to joke. Thor gives you a worried tight-lipped smile.

“Ahem...” Loki gestures for his handcuffs to be removed. “You still don't trust me, brother?”

“Would you?” Thor says defensively. Trust is not a well-used feature among your team, seeing as you were a rivalrous team. Thor doesn't trust Loki and seems to have some animosity towards Amora. And you don't trust Amora as far as you could throw her...

“No. I would not.” As quick as lightning, Loki stabs a hidden dagger into Thor's side and the God of Thunder tumbles down the hill as his traitor brother runs down after him.

What the f-?!

“No!” Amora cries. “Loki, what have you done?”

Your legs carry you as fast as you're able, wobbling down the crumbling hill after the trio of totally insane Asgardians.

“You really think I cared about Frigga?” Loki snarls at his brother. “About you or the Enchantress sisters? Any of you?” He brutally kicks Thor in the head while and carries on with his rant. “All I ever wanted was you and Odin dead at my feet!” It feels like you're having flashbacks as his rage comes out front and centre. Thor calls for his hammer but Loki cuts off his hand with his blade.

“THOR!” Amora cries out.

“LOKI!” You do the same. Thor clutches his missing hand with a roar as Amora runs to shield him from further harm. You grab Loki's arm to stop him from another attack, but he twists you around so you're facing Malekith. Loki whispers in your ear, “I love you. Please trust me.”

This wasn't real, then. You knew it had to be a ruse, but something about his whole performance is so believable, you couldn't help but buy it.

“Malekith! I am Loki of Jotunheim and I bring you a gift!” Loki shoves you hard to the ground. You look up to find the half-burned face of the monstrous Dark Elf himself.

“What of this woman prisoner?” he asks.

“Keep her for all I care. Retrieve the Aether from this girl and I ask only one thing in return: A good seat from which to watch Asgard burn.” “Wow, thanks, L. Nice to see you again, too.” The red-headed Lorelei pipes up from behind Malekith, bringing her pretty little head into view. “Leave me hanging like that? I see how it is.”

Malekith consults with his scary beast-friend that killed Frigga in a strange language, then directs his horrid attention to you. He raises a hand, and as you flinch, you start to float in the air, arms open wide, your Asgardian dress flowing in the winds that are picking up rapidly.

Something in you is lessening. You're feeling lighter, both physically and mentally. It's a miracle. You watch the dark red particle fluid pour out from your body. Once it's all out, thank the gods, you fall to the pebbly ground.

“Loki, now!” Thor shouts. His hand magically grows back. An illusion, of course! Mjolnir flies obediently to him and Loki runs to you, throwing himself over you as a human shield. Meanwhile, Thor and Amora use their combined powers to shoot at the vulnerable Aether still floating around in the air. There's an explosion of red, dust, and pieces of rock. It's completely destroyed, right?

Wrong.

The particles become even more of an unstoppable force, all coming together and propel themselves into Malekith! He looks a considerably darker now and evilly content with what has happened to him. The villain makes a gesture for his followers to regroup and leave, but Thor obviously has other plans for him.

However, Malekith's right-hand man detonates an otherworldly grenade directed at you to throw him off his attack. But Loki sees this and is first to shove you out of the way. It explodes into a black hole and starts to pull him in, and you think it's the end, this can't be the end! Luckily, Thor flies into him and saves him from peril just in time.

Now the brothers are furious.

Amora battles with the lowly Elves holding Lorelei back, while Thor finally takes his anger out on the beast that killed his mother. A large group of Elves have Loki surrounded and you're still on the ground, but start feeling your natural energy returning. It's so refreshing to have that wretched power out of you.

Loki stabs the shit out of the Elves like he was born for this very task and sees in his periphery that Thor is in deep trouble with his own assailant. Loki rushes to stab the beast up through the back.

Vengeance truly was his. Until-

It takes hold of Loki and stabs him in the heart!

Clear as day, you see the blade pierce through him and that's when your heart seems to stop working. Loki's eyes are wide with shock, as are yours with dread. Thor yells, but yours is the one that rings out far louder than the god's. The beast discards Loki to the ground as he now has no use for him. Although Loki is not quite done with his adversary.

“See you in Hel, monster.”

He had stealthily strapped a bomb to the monster, which explodes and sucks it into a momentary black hole. It vanishes from this world.

Loki shudders on the ground. You run to him tripping, stumbling, and heaving heavy sobs. You can't breathe. You can't breathe.

“No. No. Loki, NO!”  With both hands, you cup his face which is quickly turning grey-ish blue with death. “Please, no. It’s alright, Loki. You’re going to be okay.”

He takes your hand in his, looks deep into your eyes, and in a failing voice says, “I am okay.”

“Loki, why couldn't you just stay away?” you sob into his chest.

“I know. I'm sorry. I'm a fool. I'm a f-fool.”

“Stay with me, goddammit!” you yell.

“I'm sorry. I'm sorry,” he keeps repeating.

“Shhhh, don't.” Peace is slowly fading onto his face. Thor slowly and quietly has approached the scene. He speaks up.

“I will tell Father what you did here today.”

“I didn't do it for him.” Loki looks to Thor and then to you. The light from his eyes leaves him the very moment he says these words. Thor hollers to the sky and Amora embraces him to keep him calm while Lorelei has a grasp on his arm, which she pets.

You cry into Loki's chest, refusing to let go. A storm is headed your way, but you don't care.

Let it.

You don't know how much time passes, but eventually, though, Thor has to pull you off of Loki's lifeless body even with you screaming for him to let go of you. He carries you all the way back to the ship that brought you here.

“Listen to me carefully, (Y/N),” he tells you. “You must escort Lorelei back to Asgard. Amora and I will stop Malekith before he destroys the worlds.”

“But-”

“You must,” he insists. “Loki was right when he said you are strong in ways we will never know. Do this for Asgard and you will be rewarded.” You finally nod in agreement and realize you have helpful information for your friend.

“Thor. Find Jane. Jane Foster. If you find her you'll find Erik Selvig, and if anyone can stop something like this, it's him. It's them.”

Thor nods. He rests a hand on your shoulder for comfort, but you bring him in for a hug. You're pretty sure the Enchantress sisters make noises in the background. You part ways, ushering Lorelei to the ship for your journey back to the palace.

You're still in shock, which proves a quiet return. Quiet for you, anyway. Lorelei fills the silence with mindless chatter. You're still not mentally able to be present in the conversation. Although, you are able to register an eagle circling above. You didn't think anything could live in this world's environment. Maybe it's lost? Nevertheless, it follows you all the way home.

Home?

~

Part 28

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A Nightmare Disease Haunted Ships During Age of Discovery

By Simon Worrall. PUBLISHED JANUARY 15, 2017.

Scurvy killed more people than the American Civil War.

The great voyages of discovery, when seafarers such as Magellan and Cook conquered the world’s oceans, brought immense wealth and knowledge to Europe. But they came at a high price. More sailors died of scurvy—more than three times as many—as soldiers were killed in the American Civil War.

Today we know that this terrible ailment, which ravaged both body and mind, was caused by chronic vitamin C deficiency, brought on by lack of fresh fruit and vegetables. But that diagnosis eluded doctors and explorers for centuries, explains Jonathan Lamb in his new book, Scurvy: The Disease of Discovery. (Find out what happened when scurvy struck Christopher Columbus’s crew.)

When National Geographic caught up with the author by phone in New Zealand, he explained that scurvy had such appalling symptoms that its victims frequently kept their suffering secret; why “earth bathing” was once thought to cure a disease caught mostly at sea; and how scurvy inspired great works of literature.

You call scurvy “the disease of discovery.” Map out its causes and the scale of its ravages in the great sea voyages of the 15th to 18th centuries.

An estimated two million seamen died of scurvy during those years. These are the centuries where people are first crossing the Atlantic Ocean, the Indian Ocean, and the Pacific, and the problem incident to all of those voyages was that you were going to be at sea continuously, probably for more than three months, at some stage in the voyaging. That would be the period when scurvy would make itself apparent because everybody on the ship would be living on preserved foods. In preserved food there are no vitamins, so a variety of nutritional diseases would be likely: lack of vitamin B1 would cause beriberi; no vitamin B3 would cause pellagra; and vitamin C, of course, scurvy.

Scurvy was usually the most obvious manifestation. Sometimes it’s clear from the reports that it was mingled with other ailments, like beriberi. People would get large concentrations of fluid in their legs, a sign of beriberi. Beriberi and pellagra also both caused mental instability and personality changes. All of this can be tracked in the journals of the voyages, where people behave very oddly. The most astonishing example is Captain Cook. Everybody thought he was infatuated in the days before his death. But Sir James Watt, the famous naval surgeon, suggested that, in fact, Cook was suffering from pellagra.

There’s a terrible coyness about scurvy because it was supposed to be, and was, a filthy, noisome disease. People with scurvy stank horribly. It wasn’t something you wanted to admit. Herman Melville, author of Moby Dick, almost always called scurvy “sickness” in his memoires of whaling. People didn’t want to own up to it.

Describe the terrible physical effects of scurvy. Sensitive readers should look away.

[Laughs] The main physical symptom of scurvy is the disintegration of the body. The skin begins to break. It starts with little blood blisters and develops into full-scale ulcers. The gums begin to putrefy and become black. Bones that had previously broken rebreak. Old wounds open up. This is because one of the major effects of scurvy is that the body can no longer produce collagen, the glue of the body’s cells. The cartilage, especially around the thorax, begins to disappear. That’s why people who had scurvy creaked and rattled.

That was on the outside, in terms of the body’s scaffold. In terms of the insides, the hydraulics, what happened was that the arteries and capillaries began to decay. Blood began to leak into the muscle and coagulated inside arteries, causing terrible cardiovascular damage. The effect of this on the brain was that you could have seizures or aneurisms at any moment.

Symptoms were not just confined to the body. Scurvy also ravaged the mind, didn’t it?

The psychological facts were caused by the disintegration of the nervous structure of the brain. The function of vitamin C is to scavenge free radicals, which are what you could call the waste matter of neuronal activity in the brain, which causes oxidation. Oxidative stress occurs when there isn’t enough vitamin C to get rid of the free radicals which are, in effect, blocking the synapses, destroying the effectiveness of the neurotransmitters or causing them to operate in intermittent and explosive ways. And when the neurotransmitters serotonin and dopamine don’t function properly, the brain starts producing hallucinations.

Dreams become very vivid. And what these dreams produce is an image so exact, and brilliant, of what the body needs: namely, food. When you wake up, or when the hallucination disappears, and you find the food is not there, you are totally devastated. Thomas Willis, an expert on scurvy in the 17th century, called it “a falling down of the whole soul.” There are numerous accounts of hardened naval officers just sitting down and crying, because the food they expected to find wasn’t there.

One of the great experts on scurvy in the 18th century, Thomas Trotter, coined the term “scorbutic nostalgia.” But in her recent book, Round About the Earth, Joyce Chaplin suggests that scurvy has got nothing to do with nostalgia. It’s a longing for home. It’s about earth sickness. People in the 18th century thought that the smell of earth, the feeling of being on the land, was beneficial in cases of scurvy. This led to the practice of “earth bathing.” If you equated earth with home, you would ship English earth out, and when somebody went down with scurvy you would put them in a box and pour the earth on top of them. This was supposed to cure them.

^ Sailing ships loaded up on citrus to stave off scurvy among their sailors. PAINTING COURTESY ROBERT MCGINNIS

Captain Cook is credited with solving the problem of scurvy on his ships by issuing vitamin C in the form of lemon juice and fresh fruit and vegetables. But you dispute that, don’t you?

Cook is taken to be the hero who conquers scurvy. But that’s not strictly true. He manages scurvy as well as is possible on his circumnavigations; that is, he’ll stop whenever he can to get fresh greens from the shore or buy fresh meat and fish from natives. He also keeps a very clean, dry, and as much as he can, warm ship. What were called the contributory causes of scurvy—physical misery—Cook reduced to a minimum.

But there was scurvy on all his voyages, particularly on the second one. Cook didn’t help the cause much, either, because, when he came home, he said that the current fashion for malt wort (concentrated malt) was a great preventive of scurvy. He doubted whether it could cure it, so he was honest to that extent. But he was following the line of David McBride, the doctor who said it’s not citrus that will prevent or cure scurvy, but concentrated malt. So what Cook did was recommend something that had no antiscorbutic value at all.

The great historians of medicine at sea, Jack Coulter and Christopher Lloyd, say that Cook’s achievement was not an achievement at all. It wasn’t until Sir Gilbert Blane organized the distribution of citrus to seamen, in 1795, while Britain was fighting the Napoleonic Wars, that you got a regime that kept scurvy at bay. Cook was admirable in so many ways. But on the topic of scurvy he was, you could say, actually an impediment.

Neuroscience is revealing new insights into the effects of vitamin C deficiency. What is it telling us?

It’s saying that certain mental states and mental conditions, like being subject to seizures, are cured by vitamin C. Perhaps the most dramatic example is a paper just published, which says people with septicemia (blood poisoning), if fed intravenously with vitamin C, will reduce their chances of dying by 75 percent.

Vitamin C may also help with one of the side effects of diabetes, osmotic diuresis, which is the leakage of urine into the bodily system. This produces severe oxidative stress and people with that condition could benefit enormously from extra doses of vitamin C. Scurvy itself is still a health problem in the United States and elsewhere.

Scurvy found its way into literature, most notably in Samuel Taylor Coleridge’s The Rime of the Ancient Mariner, but also Moby Dick and even 1984. Give us some of the highlights.

The highlight for me is a scene in The Ancient Mariner where the ancient mariner is looking over the side of the ship and sees water snakes. He can’t believe how repulsive they are. “Oh, Christ that this should be, for things with slimy legs did walk upon a slimy sea,” he says. He’s paralyzed with horror. Yet, a couple of stanzas later, he’s looking at the same water snakes and thinking they are marvelous creatures, shedding elfin foam as they fight in the water. His heart goes out to them. He loves them.

This alternation between horror and delight is typical of scurvy and it’s what seems to organize the literature of scurvy. You’re in a terrible state of privation, ignorance, and smell, when suddenly something happens to pull you out of it. That’s usually the arrival of food or liquid in some form, and all your joys come together in one ecstatic blast.

That is one side of the story. The other side is that scurvy is always marked in journals and literature with the problem of telling the story because what you have seen somehow belongs only to you. The reason the mariner has to keep finding new people to buttonhole, to tell his story to, is that he can’t succeed in his narrative and convey the full pressure of the experience. That feeling of being alone is remarkable. People weren’t alone. They were most always in the company of hundreds of other sailors on a ship. But that’s what they feel like. They feel entirely alone and can never explain to anybody what it’s like.

What surprised you most in your researches, Jonathan? And how did writing this book change your view of the world?

What surprised me was the poetic potential of scurvy, with its awfulness and that terrible sense of isolation, when the possibility of ecstatic delights was inconceivable and incommunicable. That kind of privacy fascinated me. I wanted to bang on that door, to find out what it was that they couldn’t tell me. Why, of all diseases, was it the most secret? I’ve become much more curious. Not just about scurvy, but about lots of things!

This interview was edited for length and clarity.

Simon Worrall curates Book Talk. Follow him on Twitter or at simonworrallauthor.com.

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11 tips for geocaching to help survive the game

Eleven tips about geocaching to survive the game that I learned the hard way….. Geocaching has been a way of life for me for a very long time. For most people they don’t understand what it is or how to play? But many who get to go along a hunt, get hooked and want to do more.. Geocaching itself is what my children call treasure hunting. You can go online to www.geocaching.com sign up it is free to get started. They have a video that explain what geocaching is. When you figure it out and you get the coordinates of the area you want to go see, mostly out in woods. With a GPS \geocaching app to find the pirates treasure. One very important rule is if you take something you have to put something in it’s place, and sign the log. So here is some tips that may help you to survive the hazards of nature and to be prepared to have fun….

1. What to pack? Now this one can come in handy for even a dooms day preparer. I have learn from my two hyper balls of joy (kids) that water, a few snacks, and a first aid kit is a must. Especially if you are out in them woods for more then an hour or two. If you life in area where there are poisoned snakes and spiders you will need a snake and spider bite first aid kit (Walmart online sales a few good ones) . My own personal pack is a small day pack with the basic first aid kit, bug stray, a few snacks enough to cover a whole meal for my hungry monsters, five bottles of water and a hand full of tradables, three pens, a small pad of paper, the coordinates for just in case, my GPS loses the coordinates (trust it has happened on more then one occasions ), a pocket knife, twitters (for them micos and nanos minis.) Gardening gloves ( to help with climbing and moving logs. ), and a telescoping magnetic pick up tool ( more then once handy, and some of the puzzle caches well need it. Unless you want to look like a monkey using a wench, be my guess )

2. A good Walking stick- to most this can save your life. Imagine trying to go down a hill where that geocache lays you are gonna fell going down or back up that hill with out one. I have learned that the hard way. Try explaining that to a cop why you are all cut up from falling without explaining all of geocaching experience. Trust me some will think you are crazy. That’s a whole other story.. (. I use a strong wood walking stick I found out in the woods by my house but they have some nicer ones online if you’d like )

3. Travel in packs- if you are wanting to hit a power trail this is a good one to follow. (Power trail - a road or trail that has a lot of geocaches on it some forming images after you complete them ) When we tryed a few power trails it was a long road almost a 200 mile drive. We took turns getting out of the car and signing the log book. Which a another good example of having a good walking stick my guy friend had decided to go with us and he didn’t have a walking stick he got out of the car walked over to where his Gps said the cache was , by some tall grass. Walked right into the tall grass and disappeared. He fall 3 feet down. Lucky for hi! It was muddy so it was a some what a soft fell he was all right. Make sure you are in good company too. People who have a since of humor in stressful situations. It can make all the difference, in the experience. I took a few old friends of mine to. Geocaching event and one ended up being a drunk trust me not a good drunk either.

4. Plan ahead- I can’t stress this one enough. Sometimes the weather will change and other times the weekend plans fall through. Or you suddenly decided to go caching. I do this alot . I try to plan ahead of caches that i want to check out through the week on my way home from work. If they sound easy. Always check the comments at the bottom of the cache on the site. Most time it will give you clues if it really is hard or not. Also check the weather for your area. Don’t want to be in the middle of cache hurt and it down pours on you. Trust me wet shoes are no fun in cold weather.

5. Good GPS\app- depending on how much money you want to invest in a gps. Some gps cost lot of of money and they are just as good as an app on your phone. For the smart phones \ droids the google app store has a lot of geocaching apps most of them are free. There are a few that cost money. But my personal fav. is c:geo it is free and has never let me down. The iTunes app store has a lot of free apps too, on geocaching. (I am clueless on what app is good never owned an apple phone but I have friends who do and they love them so no hate from me ) Now for a GPS if you want to spend money on a trail GPS that is up to you. There are many of different kinds some are really good but cost a very pretty penny. And they have some that don’t cost a lot that are just as good. Most trail gpss can jump and skip ahead while you are just walking trying to make it to the cache. Like one minute it will think you are right on top of it. Then it will say you are 5 feet from it, my advice stand still and let your gps/ phone catch up with you. My personal favorite is Magellan eXploist GC. Its price jumps a lot on this gps . from 50 to 400 sometimes higher. But there are a lot of good GPSS that are just as good. But Garmin and Magellan are the top makers for trail GPS.

6 Good phone with water proof case- now if you decide to not get a trail GPS that is just find. I would personal invest in a waterproof case.it will help even in every day life too. You don’t want to be by a river getting that one cache that will make it 100th find for the day, and you forget to put your phone in your pocket and oops . It falls in the river. Not good, I have done that a few times thank god for bowls of dried rice, but the case I invested in finally saved it…

7. Write/label phone number on stuff- this tip is very useful if you want your items back, if you have lost while you were geocaching. I have lost a few GPS s but only one has returned to me. Because of me using a black shapery on the inside by the batteries in the case of writing my phone number. The guy who found my gps was just walking down by the river, and notice it on the bank. He called me. Oh I was so happy to have it back. He asks me what I would use it for. I told him about geocaching, not surprising he had not heard of it. When I went and got it. I was nice , and took him on a near by treasure hunt. He loved it. Most likely hooked for life.

8. Kid friendly caching - Now I go caching a lot with different friends and more so with my kids and their friends. For them I always try to get the medium size caches that are easy to get too. The really good ones are the ammo boxes the kids love to find them because they know there is more stuff to look at. Try to remind the kids who come with you that they just can’t grab and ran, when it is open. My youngest would do that a lot when we had her go with us. Now she let’s the younger ones go first and she reminds them not to grab and go. Other cachers will have their calling cards in the containers to prove they were there some will take them. We like to leave them just incase. (I know some cachers likebit if you take them am collecte them but that choice is yours too.) But remainder please leave something of equal in its place of the tradables you take. ( tradables you can get a lot at the dollar stores like small party favor as spinning tops, dices, small figures, etc.. ) 9. An extra geo kit contain and pad of paper- I have run across geocache containers that have been restored a few times. When this happens it is a good idea to email the owner of the cache so they know of the matter you can do that by going to the geocaching site of the geocache you are trying to find and the owners name should be right by the title if you click on it you can email them that way. If you are able to replace the container (which is completely up to you ) then do so. Most owners are grateful when you do just let them know what you did and that you have the old destroyed container. Some want the old container. And remember put what was iinvaseold container in he new one. I have made little pads of paper for just in case too of logs getting wet or destroyed. So I’ll put a new log book in the cache if needed and I’ll let the owner know if I do. But sometimes owners also will not answer you on the emails. Because sometimes they will abandoned the cache sometimes.

10. Good pair of boots\shoes - this one to me is a big most also. I’ll tell you why on this one. It has been putin the archived, so i can tell you the name. Return to soggy bottom! (https://www.geocaching.com/geocache/GC127TZ_return-to-soggy-bottom?guid=be178d64-655b-4f27-9ae7-c9804f9daab5) This one cache had a reputation of being very hard to find. It is rated a 2.5 stars on both difficult and terrain. I have gone there a few time to find it . once I lost my shoes in the mudd trust me my cousin was laughing so hard from me not having shoes. Another time I lost my truck keys that one did it for me. I never return to found it. That cache took more from me then I am sure it was worth but it was fun. Never got my keys either.

11. Geocaching Language- now that is something I am sure you may not know. But if you been caching for awhile you will know these ones. Just sum bacis words and terms we use. Muggle this is a non caching folk (yeah we stolen it from Harry Potter sorry J. K. Rowling. We love it we used it.) Try to make sure while you are geocaching that no muggles see you. Cache or caching, pretty easy it’s a geocache. Ftf is when you are the first one to find the cache and no one else has signed that fresh log book. And last but not lest, byob this is a term for bring your own pen/ pencil. These are mostly for the super small caches like micros. I hope these little tips help you survive the hardness of nature, and makes geocaching a little easier good luck and happy caching….

ELIZA CHURCH