"Thor." Sif said, leaning against the doorway.

"Hello Sif." Thor greets Sif, playing chess with a young Asgardian boy named Varl.Thor is sitting on a chair in front of a table with Varl. "I assume you've heard the news."

"I have." Sif said. "It is sad to hear Fandral witnessed a Midgardian 'fan' girl be zapped by gigantic JellyFish machines." She lightly shook her head. "He wants to go up against them." Thor's fingers freeze in place around the top of the white chess piece at the mention of 'JellyFish machines'. "Hogun had to stop Fandral from keeping his word."

Thor looks over his shoulder towards Sif.

"We're in the same boat." Thor said. "Except, in order to slay them...the queen needs to be killed." Thor notices Sif is confused. "How long ago did they go to Midgard?"

"A few hours ago Fandral visited Midgard with Hogun." Sif said taking her back off the doorway. "They used one of the 'silent' Bifrost that Loki 'secretively' made to go under the radar." Varl is seemingly not paying attention to the conversation as he is more focused on the chess game. "It isn't much of a secret between us."

Thor had not heard of a 'Silent Bifrost' before. It was a name that Thor had not heard of until this day.The name 'Silent Bifrost' is one of Loki's handy work. Whenever Thor asked what the purpose behind the strange names to entitled subjects; Loki being Loki usually commented that 'The reason behind name is painfully obvious; it is in the name.' as typical.

"Varl does not pay attention to a word made by someone not in the game." Thor said. "He's focused."

"Let me test that." Sif said. "Varl, your pants are on fire."

There is not a reaction from Varl.

"Varl is a very dedicated Asgardian when it comes to patience." Thor remarks, turning his head away from over his shoulder towards the chess game.

Sif walks over to the side of the chess table to the left.

Varl moves one of his  dark chess piece forward.

"You know more about these Jellyfish machines, Thor." Sif said.

Thor smiles turning his head towards the left at Sif's direction.

"Get a chair, Sif." Thor said. Sif raises up her left eyebrow.  "You need to sit down for this."

Our scene transitions outside the building where the three Asgardians are in.The view flew over the numerous buildings in the night that has a crescent moon allowing some light among the beautiful stars down towards the climate.There is a raven seen flying in view out of the blue with unusually green eyes.The raven, as far as we can tell, is a raven because the moonlight shows it is black.The raven dives into into the forest seen out of the civilian house limits.Our perspective lands in a broad path of wet grass that is clear of trees where a blue powered wheelchair with Jennifer is pressing on forwards using the small stick.Jennifer's metal wrist briefly glints in the moonlight.The green screen attached to the metal dark part extending upwards from the right hand arm to the wheelchair currently is showing two bars.

The raven lands on the tree branch to a tree that is seven feet away from the jet.

It does not require an hour's worth of thinking to determine who the raven is.

It is Loki, except Jennifer is unaware about that.

"Loki, you are the only Asgardian I know in this realm who can trick a Midgardian into thinking they are going through a tunnel." Heimdall explained. "All I am asking you is to prevent her from breaking the threshold to The Bifrost."

"So, you're asking me to make a Silent Bifrost and a trickery field." Loki said, acting surprised. "This is a rare request coming from you."

"It is." Heimdall agreed.

Jennifer looks over her shoulder.

"Jenny, there is nothing in this realm to be paranoid about." Jennifer reminds herself in a low voice turning her head from over her shoulder.

There is worry etched in Jennifer's mind about the animal life in the forest; they could be much different from Earth life that wouldn't usually jump out of the forest  extending out claws. So far not an animal has jumped out at me, Jennifer thought, that has to count for something.She continues to drive forwards; all the while Loki begins setting up the trickery field surrounding the jet's area.

A heavy feeling lands in her gut.Jennifer can feel a void of loss in her heart. This is strange, Jennifer thought patting on her chest lightly.The heavy gut feeling is capable as being described as a sense  that something terrible had happened back home.This terrible event had happened to the one and only person who was close to Jennifer.The one she had fallen for many years ago.

The sounds of low steady beats  going  'whish-whish' belonging to helicopter blades is coming from the jet's location,

"Margret, are you ready?"Jennifer asks.

The Turbo's wheels smoothly slipped across the wet green grass.

"I made some improvements!" Margret sang, flying around the jet.

Since when did Tony intend his invention to sing?, Jennifer thought curiously tilting her head slightly.

"Tell me you didn't take a break and watched a pirate version of Flubber." Jennifer said.

"I was created with this skill!" Margret gleefully said. "It is my gift."

Jennifer's eyes focused in on the jet while sliding closer and closer. At first it reminded her of Vincent Van Gogh's unusually tree in the starlight painting.She cranes her neck forwards, leaning forward,squinting her eyes to get a better view of the jet partially lit by the crescent moon.The night can play tricks to the human eye. No, Jennifer thought, a Jet is not supposed to have a tip that looks like it has crashing waves frozen in motion. Jennifer's eyes widen as she came closer to the Jet, her mouth fell open,and the shock on her face can say a thousand words.

Jennifer came to a halt  in front of the open cockpit seeing the very tip of the Jet has been dramatically changed.

Jennifer straightens her neck and leans back into the seat.

"Margret..." Jennifer said after clearing her throat. "What did you do?"

Jennifer did not like change.This change is drastic, far from what she had grown accustomed to from jets over the years.It reminded Jennifer of Asgardian armor that had been on the brown wooden nicely carved shelves at the Asgardian armory building.

"I did a full scale remodel to the tip." Margret said, attaching  to the wheelchair. She takes on the shape of a backpack with metal legs attached to the top and bottom of the back rest to a chair. Exception is; the lower legs have attached themselves to the arm rest curling into a latch form.Margret's optics went back into her metal shell only leaving two blue glowing optics. The helicopter blades turned into what can be described as glass wings resembling butterfly wings. "Please hold on."
 
Margret lifts Jennifer off the flattened grass area that has a trail of wheels leading to the Jet.Margret places Jennifer into the empty section behind the dashboard.The gray metal shields to the door slide away revealing the lower section of photographs lined along the sides.The Systems boot up as indicated by blue lights and other sort of colors beamed to life.

"Was redesigning the tip necessary, Margret?" Jennifer asks.

Loki uses his magic to create a Silent Bifrost under an invisibility cloak.

"I realized the tip was uglier than The Statue of Liberty's cousin in France." Margret said. "Reseating; done." Margret's metal arms detach from the back rest. "Detaching from wheelchair; in progress."

Margret takes her metal legs off from the arm rest.

"There isn't a duplicate of the Statue of Liberty in France!" Jennifer protests as Margret flew off  from the wheelchair.

"Pardon me." Margret said,landing on the back part of the Jet.Jennifer takes out a light gray helmet from the side of the seat.It had been tucked in alongside emergency supplies."I meant the poorly reconstruction of Atlantis." Margret made a quick sassy slide across the Jet as if she had been a dancer. "Gater."

Jennifer put on her helmet as the cockpit window door slid down.

Margret walks over to the area she had detached from, apparently hours ago, then merged legs and arms into her metal body.She became part of the Jet by clipping on, her optics folded back into her body.Then Margret's  back is replaced by a metal plate that has a black outlined symbol belonging to  Avenger's.

Jennifer could feel doubt, worry, and paranoia about the big task.

Really?, Jennifer thought, right before I return: I doubt my mission.

She had to eject prior to putting the jet in autopilot toward the queen.

She had to be sure this mission wouldn't flop.

"Jennifer Stark Sweden, worrying about the mission is a top factor in hindering your task." Margret said.

"Stop calling me by my full name." Jennifer said, with a hint of a growl.

"When you start thinking over-worrying about this mission and begin thinking of happy moments; I will." Margret said, as Jennifer looks over towards the photograph of her and other sibling relatives as kids all dressed up in scout uniform--for Halloween--thinking. Jennifer is worried; for the future of Earth. "Think about family." Margret makes an intentional pause. "Do this for Charlie."

Jennifer puts her hand on the soft fabric.

"Ready to save the world, big C?" Jennifer asks.

"That's my pilot!" Margret said, with a soft pitched  whistle.Margret made a audio recording of applause play. "I was built to save the world!" The Jet lifts up from the grassy land. The audio recording had stopped. "There is no doubt about it." Jennifer smiles at Margret's confident reply.The confidence level in Jennifer goes up."We're off to follow the golden kingdom to the wondrous gate!"