A warm glow washes over Thor's face and he turns to see that Odin is disappearing into the stardust. The allfather had died.A moment passes as the brothers separately mourn for Odin. y/n watches sympathetically from the back. The sky above darkens and the wind picks up. Thor stands and turns toward Loki, his eyes burning with rage. Loki takes a step back and y/n walks towards them.
Loki: Brother...
Thor faces Loki. Electricity crackles at Thor's hands.
Thor: This was your doing.
CRACK! Behind them a black portal splits open! Thor slams down his umbrella, transforming into his Asgardian armour (with Mjolnir). Loki changes into his armour as well. y/n is already in his armour. A piercing scream cuts the air as a figure is hurtled out of the portal, crashing out of this dimensional rift is Hela.
Hela takes a second to consider her surroundings. Then:
Help: So he's gone? That's a shame. I would've liked to have seen that.
There is a tense moment as they stare each other down.
Thor: You must be Hela. I'm Thor, son of Odin.
Help: Really? You don't look like him.
Loki: Perhaps we can reach an arrangement.
Help: You sound like him.
y/n: I'm y/n. y/n Romanoff.
Hela: Never heard of you.
y/n: That's alright, we didn't know you existed until two minutes ago.
This irks Hela, but she keeps her cool. Loki shifts nervously. Thor's grip tightens on Mjolnir.
Help: Kneel.
Loki: Beg your pardon?
Hela manifests a pitch black blade.
Help: Kneel...nbefore your Queen.
Thor: I don't think so.
y/n throws his shield at Hela, she catches it with both hands... and snaps it in two!
y/n: My shield!
He runs at Help who manifests a mace and smacks him with it. y/n rolls to the very edge of the cliff and stands up. He notices he is back in his civilian clothes. He looks back over at the asgardians and noticed his armour in shrapnel. The Civil Warrior was no more.
y/n: My suit!
y/n goes to run at Hela but is quickly stopped by Thor.
Thor: y/n maybe- maybe don't. Let the strongest Avenger handle this.
Thor winds up and hurls Mjolnir at Hela... THUD- the mighty hammer comes to a cold stop, against Hela's hand. Thor is shocked. He stretches out his hands, trying to call Mjolnir back to him. The hammer trembles in Hela's hand, like a mini game of tug-o-war. But ultimately Hela keeps possession.
Thor: It's not possible...
Help: Darling, you have no idea what's possible.
Hela shatters Thor's hammer. The blast of Mjolnir's destruction sends a wave of energy through Thor, y/n and Loki who brace themselves against the impact. Thor is stupefied. In shock. He looks up to see Hela is running her hands back over her head to create the terrifying battle headdress. Loki's reaction is more panic. He stands and calls up:
Loki: Bring us back!
Thor: No!
Hela charges at them as; WHOOSH! The Bi-Frost envelopes all of them. Thor, y/n and Loki zoom upwards, held inside this celestial beam warping them towards Asgard. Loki, y/n and Thor look down to see... Hela is in the Bi-Frost, behind them and catching up. Loki turns and throws two daggers at her. They find their mark, stalling her for a second. But she plows right through Loki, knocking him out of the Bi-Frost Gone in an instant.
Thor: Loki!
Hela projects jet black grappling hooks and grabs hold of Thor and y/n. Drawing them to her, preparing to finish them off. Thor pulls up his legs, and kicks Hela with both feet. This effectively dislodges him from her grasp but also knocks Thor out of the Bi-Frost, he pulls y/n with him. Now both he, y/n and Loki are gone. If they aren't dead, then God knows where they went.
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A sky full of wormholes. Thor and y/n, only specs at this distance, shoot out of one of these wormholes. They hit the surface, causing two clouds of dust. y/n and Thor are on their backs surrounded by strange colourful space wreckage. Looking up, Thor sees a large metal object falling from a different wormhole! He screams and rolls out of the way. y/n does the same. They run up a dune to get away from the shower of debris. They reaches the top of the dune and find themselves looking down on a beach in a strange wasteland. It is filthy dune littered with space junk. Out across the ocean he notices a nightmare wormhole- a giant open cylinder of whirling smoke and lightning storms.
y/n: Of all the places why here?
Thor: You know where we are then?
y/n: Yes, and we need to get out of here now because if we don't-
A loud noise draws their attention to a huge rectangular scrapper ship hauling a crashed space vessel out of the water. Beneath the ship are various scrappers, masked humanoids. The ship is blasting weird alien music. A Scrapper notices them, then signals to his crew.
Lead Scrapper: Are you a fighters or are you food?
Thor: We're just passing through.
Lead Scrapper: They are food! On your knees.
Thor reaches out to summon Mjolnir. A reflex. Nothing. The Lead Scrapper levels a magno-rifle at Thor and WHAP! A solid metal projectile knocks Thor flat on his back. More Scrappers attack, throwing nets and firing more projectiles. Thor and y/n try to swat them away but they keep coming. The rest of the scrappers move in with iron bats and clubs. WHOOSH! A second ship arrives, landing nearby. It's cool, sleek, and dangerous, deserving of its name painted on the side: Warsong. It is also blasting weird alien music. The front of Warsong flips open and a gangplank extends down to the ground. The scrappers stop and stare as we track in to a hero reveal of a scrapper- a beautiful and ruthless asskicker. She lifts a half-empty bottle to her lips and chugs it. She finishes the bottle and smashes it on the side of her ship.
Scrapper" They're MINE.
She walks down the gangplank... before veering off course and falling straight off into a pile of trash. She's plastered. The Scrappers shrug and start hauling Thor away.
Scrapper: Wait!
She staggers to her feet, takes a deep breath. She holds on to a piece of junk as support- some dead beast her hand slips inside. Thor and y/n continue to struggle with their captors, tangled in nets.
Scrapper: Wait! They're mine. So if you want them, you go through me.
The Scrappers start brandishing their weapons.
Lead Scrapper: But we've already got him.
The woman clangs her metal gauntlets together which activate.
Scrapper: Alright then I guess I go through you.
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