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Chapter Three: The Salvation of Paradise
Frantically Paige began to run scenario after scenario through her head, willing herself to shield the panic she felt from being visible in her actions and in her gaze. This wasn’t a time to go all panicky teenager on her team. She knew she had the strength in her to face these guys; Paige just needed to believe that she could do it without a big brother type theoretically holding her hand the entire way. Almost as if she were looking for guidance Paige glanced towards Victoria, but seeing as the elder of the two women was undoubtedly busy Paige realized that her gut feeling was what she needed to rely on now. Paige keep calm, yuh can do this. She mentally reassured herself, Asgardians can’t be any worse then Sammy when he’s pissed. Paige was trying to play down the fact that these soldiers were probably light-years ahead of them battle wise, this wasn’t the time to be quivering in her new adamantium skin.

For the moment Paige was beginning to think it might be best to lay in wait until the opportune moment came to spring out and attack. We never did discuss a plan of action upon getting in. She mused, realizing that having an inner dialog with herself at a time like this was probably not the most productive thing she could be doing. But it beat rushing in blind and getting killed, or knocked out.
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