As Emelia was solving the problem people all around the world began to see images and videos that recorded people in old-time clothe swinging wooden sticks at each other, fire and various other forces of nature being flung around like it was a kid's nerf gun fight.
This instantly broke the internet as the video became a number one hot topic across the globe. People discussing the realism of past stories based in mythology and their possibility of being real. Countless people said it was all fake and was merely photoshopped or edited but there was too much evidence as eventually people began to research magic and other 'fictional' powers like it, Qi and Chakra being especially popular in Asia whilst magic was overwhelmingly popular in the Western world.
At this moment, it was unstoppable, Shield had already attempted damage control but couldn't stem the flow of information, they even made YouTube, Twitter and other platforms stop broadcasting the information. It didn't matter however as places such as 4-chan and other deep internet websites freely distributed the information. People already recording it down and spreading it to combat the suppression of Shield. No, it was too late to stop.
This caused a migraine for Fury as he just set off in his private jet for New York. A few Shield Agents were speaking into microphones and communicating with others through computers built into the plane. They were all abuzz with the latest happenings and trying to find what the fuck had happened. Fury was currently looking at one of the videos taken by a brave woman who had watched until the very end. She was speaking a bunch of gibberish but the video was intriguing as it showed many people throwing 'magic', much like Emelia did, and fighting each other. He continued to watch the three minute long video, the camera shaky and blurry at some points but conveying the general situation as cars were thrown and cut like a hot knife through butter. Finally the video was close to finishing when a very well know face popped up, bringing veins to a bulge on his forehead.
"Motherfuckin Emelia!?"
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In another undisclosed location a man in a beautifully tailored suit sat in his office watching the same video as Fury, his servants bordering the room in traditional chinese clothing, bowing. He continued to watch the video, the magic being a trifle to the man as he considered these people amateurish in comparison to the Qi users in China and the Sorcerers of Kamar-Taj. He scoffed at the woman's excited squeals and contemplated the effect this revelation will have on the vast majority of Earth's population.
'Things will certainly get interesting...'
The video was almost over and he was about to turn off his computer when a disgusting sight filled his vision. The woman, the woman who had stopped him in Monaco, he saw her. His fists balled up tightly as sparse voices entered his head and began to murmur hatreds and manipulations to fixate him on the current tasks. He shook it all off as his hands balled into fists and his Qi flexed outwards, crushing the table in front of him.
'That bitch... Must die...'
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In Stark Tower, Tony was watching the videos with Pepper, mocking laughter singing over the top floor as they watched the pathetic magic that these people were displaying. Ever since they had met Emelia they had gained a far more powerful view of Magic and understood it more. Tony was shaking his head whilst calling them all sorts of nicknames, these nicknames making Pepper laugh as they watched central London burning and exploding. The sudden change brought some sadness to them but ultimately didn't ruin the mood.
Yet again they saw Emelia appear, the video cutting out after that, leading them to believe that she stepped in and dealt with the idiots.
"They really are inept Pointy Hats aren't they?"
"Pfft, Tony, they aren't Pointy Hats they are sorcerers!" She lightly hit him in mock anger as she began chuckling again.
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Emelia grimaced at the city surrounding her, she had already sent the men and women away to the Weasleys with a note to give to Yao when they got there.
'Heh, they'll find it very hard to get themselves out of that disciplining...'
[No cap. You be speaking facts!]
'You've been diving into my memories far too much...'
I drew a fraction of my Divine Mana out and began to use Reconstructio, pulling all the fragments and destruction around me into complete building blocks and parts to repair the holes and damages done. Metal fragments, glass, stone, brick and other detritus flew through the air and swept into the various buildings, the now destroyed centre of London slowly mending to its previous state.
The sound of Sirens rang from around the city, all converging on central London. The sound of Helicopters and speakers reverberating into the skies and streets around me. I pinched my nose at the response to the stupidity of the Wizards and Witches, my frustration was slowly increasing as the souls of all the Death Eaters flowed into me. The souls added a small reprieve to my building emotions but was quickly subdued by the many Humvees and other military vehicles that drove into the various roads surrounding my location.
The spell was almost complete as rain slowly started to dribble from the blackened sky. A typical cool breeze blew through the area as the rain began to slowly increase in pace, the military positioning themselves at the chokepoints of the connecting roads. Large pieces if the larger structures damaged were now floating upwards and reattaching to the greater buildings, cars were remerged and repaired as the spell perfectly restored the cars previous conditions.
When the spell finally finished and i was preparing to go away I heard the air ripping from above. I whipped my head around only to see a very buff man floating in the air with a suit matching the British flag, blonde hair fluttering in the wind and rain as his blue eyes were glued onto me.
"Miss, I would ask you not to resist, you are going to be arrested and interrogated for information pertaining to the 'magical' users earlier."
"Hoh, quite arrogant for someone that is more gaudy than Captain America..."
"That doesn't matter, are you resisting? Or complying?" His body flexed slightly as a small force field radiated from his suit.
'He's fucking arrogant...'
[Heh, no cap, seems like a real Simp...]
'Please stop...'
"Are you going to answer!?" He was getting impatient as i ranted to Skadi who was incessantly copying culture from my original Earth.
"Yeah, yeah, shut up you captain America rip off."
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