The Fallen Gamer Ch 92 (Patreon)

Chapter: 92

-Hela-

Hela sat on the throne of Asgard with a very annoyed expression on her face. Her beloved Layla had vanished over a week ago now, and she demanded answers.

“So you're telling me you have no idea what went wrong with the Bifrost?” Hela glared down at the Asgardian magic engineers, who were all looking back at her nervously.

“No, Your Highness. We check the Bifrost every single month, and it has never failed. This was truly an anomaly! The woman's sister even took the Bifrost down to Midgard a few days after the incident, and it was working fine then!” The head scientist explained. The other two men nodded vehemently as well.

Hela refrained from casting them out for their sheer incompetence. She couldn't afford to do that. These three Magi-Scientists were the last of their kind unfortunately. All the millions of others were wiped out when Asgard was destroyed 1000 years ago! Without these three idiots, the Bifrost would eventually break down, and she'd have no one to fix it! Its blend of magic and technology would be lost forever!

“Get out of my sight and do what I asked! I demand all three of you immediately take apprentices and train them in everything you know!” Hela ordered them.

“We've tried, my Queen! Oh, how we have tried!” Another one of the engineers said solemnly.

“Yes! No man wants to learn from us. They only want to become warriors and swing swords all day!”

Hela facepalmed… Sometimes she forgot that the majority of men in her culture were all idiots. “Then take some WOMEN as apprentices!” Hela ordered them.

“But our guild has always been run by men…”

“That's right!”

“Women shouldn't be learning such a complicated craft!”

And now Hela was finding out that the engineers were also sexist… She really wanted to stab them all right now!

“Let me be very clear with you three…” Hela said menacingly as she stood from her throne. Her dark armor formed around her. “You will take three women as apprentices, and you will treat them right! Because if you don't…. I WILL KILL YOU ALL!” Hela screamed loudly.

The three men all paled in fear before they turned around and sprinted out of the throne room…

Hela sighed as her armor once again disappeared, and she sat back down.

Ruling was a lot more tedious than she imagined it to be.

Hela hoped that Layla was alright wherever she ended up. Azazel had told her this wasn’t the first time Layla had been randomly teleported away in an accident. Hela hoped this did not become a pattern.

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–Penemue–

Penemue sat at the kitchen table and waited for the man she had come to visit. Her younger sister Layla had apparently become close friends with this human. They were also going into business together. That was nice.

Penemue always felt like Layla needed more friends. When her sister was in Heaven and then later the Grigori, she had exactly… zero.

Penemue admits that she and all of Layla's other siblings might have been a tad bit overprotective…

Penemue hadn't been waiting long before she heard the man come down the stairs and head towards the kitchen. She noticed he was mumbling to himself groggily with signs of an obvious hangover. Layla had mentioned to her that this was a man who liked to party. Especially after Layla healed him after he supposedly put a palladium powered reactor in his chest.

Was this human completely insane!? Maybe he was, but he was also really smart, and they were going to need his help.

Tony Stark walked into the kitchen and immediately headed to the coffee pot she’d put on without sparing her a glance. “Nice! Pepper must have come over earlier and made coffee.” Tony poured himself a cup and took a big gulp without even bothering to add cream or sugar.

“Hello, Mr. Stark,” Penemue slyly called out to the man.

“Jesus Christ!” Tony jumped in the air in fright. His coffee pot went flying but a quick bit of telekinesis kept it from smashing on the floor. Penemue levitated the pot back to the counter while Tony caught his breath.

“Shit, Layla! Don't scare me like that! You could have texted that you were coming over. How'd you even sneak past Jarvis?” Tony said while pointing to the security camera in the room's corner.

She scoffed. “Any skilled enough supernatural being can easily make themselves invisible to modern cameras. If they couldn't, the supernatural world would have been exposed years ago.” She explained. “Also, you have me mistaken for my youngest sister. I am not Layla; I am Penemue,” she said. She knew she and Layla looked very alike at a quick glance.

Tony eyed her warily when he realized she wasn't her sister. They had never met, after all, and she did just randomly show up at his house.

“Ok, Layla’s big sister. What do you want from me?” Tony asked.

“Layla will be a bit…indisposed for a while, and hence I will be filling in for her in the meantime. Layla was supposed to show up in court in a week, but that won't be happening. As you can tell, we look so much alike that it shouldn't be too noticeable if I took her place. We’ll also be working together on the other venture that you and Layla started. I have to admit, space travel intrigues me.” Penemue said. She’d been managing the Grigori's various businesses for hundreds of years now. Impersonating her sister and running a multi-billion-dollar corporation should be no problem for her.

Tony gave Penemue a scrutinizing look as he inspected her up and down. “Hmmm, you might have to work on your disguise a bit. Layla has bigger boobs than you…”

Penemue glared at the man for his audacity. She could tell this was going to be an annoying venture. She hoped Layla returned soon…

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