Stella Rogers: Reincarnated as Female Captain America

STELLA'S POV—

As the idiots rushed towards Thor to attack, seeing this an opportunity, Mother Night ran away. Huh! Coward!

I looked at Thor and yelled, "I am going after her. I have some unfinished business with her."

"What! Wait—"

Without listening him, I ran after Mother Night. This time, I will kill her once and for all.

THIRD POV—

Just before Donald died, he was thinking about Stella. He knew because of him; she was in trouble. It was when he died, he started to remember things. Things that he shouldn't know. Things that he shouldn't be able to remember. Asgard, Frigga, Odin, Loki, everything. From his conquests to his punishment, he was able to recall everything. He was Thor, Son of Odin, Prince of Asgard, Wielder of Mjölnir and God of Thunder.

Gripping the hammer, he watched as Stella went after that woman, without listening to his words. He turned his focus towards the kronans. Without saying anything, he bashed the first one with his Mjölnir, breaking him into pieces. Seeing that their leader was now dead, the other three stopped rushing towards Thor.

With his mighty voice, Thor said, "What happened? Why are you not running towards me anymore?"

The other three didn't say anything. Lifting his hammer, Thor continued, "This hammer of mine, Mjölnir is crafted by the Dwarves of Nidavellir. It can easily break a kronan's skin. Let me show you my hammer's might." He summoned the lightning with the help of his hammer and struck the second one and third one with it, turning them into dust.

Rubbing the hammer's head on his cheek, he focused his gaze on the last one. Seeing Thor's gaze on him, the last one staggered backwards.

Thor asked, "Who's the one who told you that I or to be better, Donald had a treasure with him? You were from Marauders, weren't you?"

The last one stammered, "I-it w-was y-your b-brother, Thor. I-it... w-w-was... L-l-loki." Without thinking anything, he said Loki's name.

"YOU ARE LYING!!!" yelled Thor. He couldn't believe that his own brother would send those kronans to kill him.

"I-I a-am not—"

He wasn't able to complete his sentence, as Thor decimated him with the lightning. He refused to believe that his own brother, Loki would kill him. But once the seeds of suspicion are planted, it would grow rapidly. Thor decided that he himself would find the truth.

(Meanwhile with Stella)

STELLA'S POV—

I ran after Mother Night, following her deeper into the cave. Within a minute, I caught up to her. As we reached, an illuminated part of the cave, she disappeared from my view.

I stopped running and analysed my surroundings. Hackmanite. This part of cave is completely covered with hackmanite, which makes this part of the cave a perfect mixture of light and dark. 

Suddenly, Mother Night's voice took me out of my trance. She said, "It seems that even luck is favouring my side today. This place would make the perfect graveyard for you. You must be wondering, what has happened, right? See, no, you can't see me, can you? I am invisible. I am hiding in the shadows."

As I tried to find source of her voice, I was suddenly punched in the face. It didn't affect me a bit. But the attack has started, I was punched and kicked in my torso, face, chest, shin, everywhere, which caused me to stagger a bit.

"Does it hurt?"

Hurt? She asks. Not even a bit, compared to the attacks of Crossbones and the kronans, this feels nothing. As if I am being hit by a mosquito, and I am not exaggerating a cent.

I just need to hold her once, then it's over. I mocked, "Your hits are nothing. I am feeling like I am being hit by a baby. I didn't know that Red Skull liked babies." As expected, Mother Night got angered and attacked me more viciously. But amounted to nothing. I didn't know where she was trained, and who trained her, but she pathetic. I mean who the fuck hits someone in a pattern. First Torso, then chest, then shin, then my foot, and then my face. She is repeating it over and over again like some mantra.

Sighing, I caught her hand and twisted it, which caused in shattering of her hand's bone. She screamed, "AHHHHH!!!!" I released her hand, if that's what it is called. The pain caused her to be visible again. Clenching her hand, she made some distance between us.

I said, "Let me ask you something, 'Does it hurt?' I don't know where the fuck did you got the idea that you could fight with a super soldier in terms of strength. Brock had only advantage that he didn't feel any pain from my attacks. Also, his strength was good enough for a normal human being. On the other hand, the only think you can do against me is by using your witchcraft."

Gritting her teeth, she touched her necklace again. Multiple illusions of Mother Night were in front of me. And most funny part was that, she was trying to smirk. I mean, a little kid can say that Mother Night was trying to hide her pain by smirking. Although, she is quite unsuccessful in that.

As she ran towards me to attack, I took a big hackmanite stone and stoned her. It hit straight across Mother Night's head, causing her to fall on the ground and illusions to disappear.

Judging by the look on her face, she was shocked. I stated, "This trick of yours, has gotten old."

"HOW?! HOW CAN YOU—"

"Sound," I interrupted her. Looking at her fallen figure on the ground, I continued, "Your illusions are good, but not that good. When I fought those kronans, I found something peculiar about this, ability of yours. Neither your illusions talk nor, they make sound while walking or running. So, it made it very easy to decipher between who is real, and who is not. That time there were four, this time there was only one. Only you that is," I sighed again, "I am tired of this prolonged shit. I am ending this."

Her face was full of terror. I think now she knows the power difference between us. As the last desperate attempt, she tried to touch her necklace again, probably to use hypnosis. Just as she tried to touch her necklace, she found nothing. She frantically touched all over her body to find it, but the necklace was not there around her neck, or her body.

I whistled, which attracted her attention. With my eyes, I pointed at the broken necklace that was laying on the ground. All her hope vanished from her face.

Walking slowly towards her, I lifted her up from her neck. I said, "If anyone would be in place of me, he/she might be tempted to leave you alive, but not me. You are someone who doesn't deserve any form of mercy. You failed as a human, you failed as a woman, you failed as a lover and you failed as a mother, though it be a taboo if I call you a 'mother.' Don't think that I am killing to deliver some sort of justice. No. I am killing you because leaving you alive would be more problematic for me. Say hello to Red Skull for me in hell, would you?"

Not giving her any chance to reply, I snapped her neck, finally killing her this time and ending this farce.