Valkyrie Smash

“I don’t think there is any need to rush things in our world.” Nino responded. “The only reason the Primordial arrived in this world so soon is the beacon the Olympians created. Without it, a few more decades will pass before we would have to deal with the same problems.”

“That boy…” Sam glanced in Kamala’s direction before continuing. “Karim, he said he heard the Whispers long before anyone else did. Doesn’t that mean that we can’t let our guard down?”

“I would say he’s a special case.” Replied the Japanese doll. “It might be that he had strong psychic abilities since birth, or at least the potential to awaken them. That’s why he was able to sense the Primordial’s presence long before it started to have an effect on others.”

“I see…”

Psychic abilities. Teleportation already exists, and Nino said that the alien entity communicates telepathically. She also mentioned something about reincarnation, souls and resurrecting the dead. Sam understood that it was a bit late for him to realize this, but they have been delving into the realm of the supernatural for quite some while now.

‘And here I am, completely locked out of it…’

In exchange for surviving death and gaining immortality Sam had lost his chance to hear the Whispers, but that might be a good thing in the long run. He was already an adult after all. The likelihood of him falling into madness was way too high for him to consider taking the risk.

“Maybe I should prioritize creating some anti-telepathy measures.” He murmured to himself. “We already have anti-teleportation barriers. If we apply the same concept…”

The problem was how to test the effectiveness of something like that. For that to happen, they first need someone with telepathic abilities, but would something created to defend against a normal human work on a Primordial?

“What are you saying, Doctor?” Nino asked, tilting her head a little. “You’ve already created the best mental protection one can create, don’t you?”

For a moment Sam didn’t understand what she meant, but then he remembered. Despite being present when the giant eyes attempted to invade their world, he was the only human who wasn’t affected by the Whispers. He never heard anything, nor did he see any strange images in his head.

“The Force Field blocks most mental attacks, and your brain is… well…” Nino stopped herself, wondering if she should reveal such sensitive information.

“I don’t think many would welcome the idea of switching their brain cells with nanomachines.” Sam said, shaking his head slowly.

The philosophical implications of what he did to himself were up for debate, and it was doubtful that most people would agree to let the same happen to them. Whether it grants immortality or not, some might not be able to live with themselves knowing that they might already be dead, and that what kept on living was just a robot with their memories. Even if the individual themselves accepted their new life and didn’t think much of it, those around them might have another idea. Sam was just lucky enough that the people he was close with didn’t treat him any differently from before.

“Speaking of telepathy,” Mimir spoke. “We would have to find a way to free her Highness from the enemy’s control. There are our other brethren as well.”

“Right…”

Just like him, Nephilim and Valkyries are supposed to be impervious to telepathy and psychic attacks. Even so the Olympians somehow found a way to brainwash and turn them into obedient puppets. With that put into consideration, Sam began to think he might not be as safe as he thought.

“I also find it a bit odd…” Nino held her chin in thought. She then looked up at Mimir and asked a question. “You were only attacked recently, right?”

“Yes.” The green haired Nephilim answered. “About twelve days ago.”

Turning her sight to Sam, the Japanese doll explained what was on her mind.

“We, both Valkyries and Nephilim, should be a completely new specie to the Olympians. Our constitution might not be too complicated, but our minds are a black box. I find it difficult to believe that they were able to understand us enough to create something that could restrain our free will, especially in such a short time.”

Sam remained silent, tapping his finger on the table. The others could tell that he was bothered by something, but they couldn’t really tell what it was.

“About that…” he said after a while. “We technically had all of you under control not that long ago, remember?”

Nino was confused for a moment but then her eyes widened as she remembered.

The captured Nephilim being under the enemy’s control might’ve come as a surprise, but considering the Valkyries’ situation it really shouldn’t have been. It was only recently that they were able to remove the mental barriers Odin had placed on them, and before that they were basically forced to obey their superiors, going out to fight battles they didn’t choose to fight.

“But… that doesn’t…”

“You’re right. I doubt less than two weeks would’ve been enough for them to understand what you are, let alone make something that can control you, unless…” Pausing for a moment, Sam clicked his tongue, his frustration growing as he considered the possibility. “Unless they have someone helping them. Someone who knows everything about you.”

Once again the silence filled the meeting room. Everyone was confused. Though he was knowledgeable about Valkyries and their bodies, Sam was oblivious when it came to their minds. The only one who knows more should be the one who created the medium containing them, but why would Wolf give up such knowledge to an enemy they only met the other day?

For a moment no one seemed to remember that there was one more person who knew everything about the Valkyries and the Nephilim. Mimir was the first to deduce who it was, her gaze moving to Sam, disbelief clear in her eyes. Nino was next, then Mjölnir and Zero Five.

“Loki…” Sam said. “Just what are you thinking…”𝑜𝓥𝑳xt.𝗇t