"That's impossible!"
"He's been dead for ages!"
"And if he's not, that ans he just stood by and watched his own dynasty crumble without lifting a finger?"
Tony Stark didn't believe it.
Who was nes? He was the king who united Upper and Lower Egypt, the one who laid the foundation for the glorious civilization of ancient Egypt.
The most incredible structure in human history, the pyramids, were also his doing. As the first pharaoh of ancient Egypt, his status was beyond question.
But in human history, he was supposed to be dead. Tony Stark could prove it. Or rather, his mind, and his education from a young age, could prove it. Unless his history lessons were full of sensationalist, low-quality tabloid history, but it was obvious that was impossible.
"Don't look at like that. I'm an Earthling, too." Carol was annoyed by Tony's stare. His eyes were those of an honor student looking down on a slacker. Who was he to judge? She was a well-rounded student back in her day, even if her grades weren't as insane as Tony Stark's.
"An Earthling?"
"No offense, but you...?" Tony raised an eyebrow in astonishnt. She could fly through space and had her own starship... and she was an Earthling? What did that make them? Caven? No, caven were also Earthlings.
Tony, who was used to his mind wandering off on tangents, imdiately snapped back to the point.
What was going on? Nick Fury had soone he trusted that much?
Tony, who had always had his doubts about the spymaster Nick Fury, was genuinely enlightened.
"It was an accident," Carol said with a shrug, putting the hologram of nes back into her wrist device. She didn't want to talk about it. She'd gained this superhuman power, but she'd lost many people she still didn't want to rember.
"Okay, even if you're right and there's a pharaoh who's lived for thousands of years, why do we need to find him?"
"As you said, he's a loyal supporter of Lothar. We..." He stopped mid-sentence as if sothing had just occurred to him. "You want to contact Lothar through him?!"
"That was my idea." A weak voice ca from a nearby alley. Doctor Stephen Strange, who was now soaking wet from the lting ice, limped over the muddy ground and appeared before them. The bloated skin on his face made it look particularly... round. "It's my Plan B."
Strange stopped and caught his breath, then laid out his backup plan.
Using Gamora to connect with Lothar and Thanos had been his Plan A. But as a proper Sorcerer Supre, Strange had also prepared a Plan B in case Plan A failed.
As a pharaoh who had worshiped Lothar as a savior thousands of years ago, nes could act as a go-between, and Lothar and Thanos might actually listen.
Carol, who had co to Earth with Gamora, had t Strange before he took Gamora away. The reason she had stayed in the shadows was not only because she felt she wasn't powerful enough to fight Clark, but also because of a request from Strange.
The instructions The Ancient One had left behind were the groundwork for Strange's Plan B.
"How did you know Nick Fury had looking for that mysterious ancient Egyptian cult?" Carol asked, looking at the wizard with the big, round face.
"What if I told you I could see the future?" Strange asked weakly.
"I guess I'd believe you," Carol said, unfazed. Having been in contact with countless alien civilizations, nothing surprised her anymore.
"It's nice to see soone who's seen the world," Strange said with a smile, having learned about Carol Danvers from a letter left by The Ancient One. He glanced down at the Eye of Agamotto hanging on his chest. Or rather, the Ti Stone.
"Tony Stark, I'll leave New York to you and Carol for now. Thor and I have sothing to do. We're going to Asgard." Looking up, Stephen Strange now wore a confident smile as he assigned their new roles.
"????"
"What? nes is your Plan B, not ?" Thor asked, bewildered.
"Of course. But before that, you have to go with to Asgard to see your sister."
"Plan B has a prerequisite." Strange sighed, pulling the baffled and clueless Thor onto the path to Asgard. The Rainbow Bridge was closed to Thor, but Strange had other ways in. But to make sure he could see Hela, he needed Thor to go back with him.
....
Black Quadrant, outside the grand hall.
Because Thanos wanted to have a word with Lothar and the other four generals of the Black Order, Hela wisely left the hall first. She wasn't married to Lothar yet, so it was better not to get involved.
But that ra... What was going on?
Back in Lothar's chambers, Hela frowned. The image of ra lying in a pool of blood and Thanos's broken blade kept replaying in her mind. She found it very strange. Logically, ra's power wasn't enough to break Thanos's blade, let alone wound him.
Unless...
Zzzzzt...
A harsh static sound suddenly filled the air. "Who's there?!"
An old, rarely used communication channel had been activated, and Hela's guard went up instantly.
"My na is Stephen Strange. I'm the current Sorcerer Supre of Earth."
"I think you've heard of ." The image of Strange, who had just tidied himself up, was reflected in Hela's eyes.
"The Sorcerer Supres I rember were called Agamotto and The Ancient One."
"You are not worthy."
"..." Strange forced himself to stop his lip from twitching and calmly collected himself.
"Listen, Hela, Queen of Asgard. I've co to bargain."
"And it's a bargain you can't refuse."
Strange's hand reached outside the projection and pulled an expressionless Thor into Hela's line of sight.
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