Peter Parker One Shots

God Of Protection, Son Of Loki Pt 2

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Everything from first part applies here. Hope you enjoy! 

Pietore was on Sakaar for years. A lifetime. He spent his days and his nights guarding the Grandmaster while he slept, wandered, walked; while he did anything. It really discouraged crimes against the Grandmaster. Although his favorite times were when the Grandmaster had him be the stand in champion for the Contest of Champions, since the Hulk had been taken from Sakaar so many years ago. 

Sometimes, when a contester reached the time where they'd fight the champion, and the current champion wasn't available since he was always healing his wounds, Pietore would fight. He always came out victorious, putting quite a spin on the Contest. Although the Grandmaster enjoyed it, and that was all he needed, was his boss's approval. But of course, Loki wasn't dumb enough to not consider Sakaar as a place his son would hide out in. 

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Decades after Pietore had first come to Sakaar, Loki came looking. There were reports coming in from other guards, bounty hunters, and eventually the general, of an Asgardian ship landing on the outskirts, with one of their royals on board. He was, as they spoke, walking to the palace. Pietore slammed the butt of his staff into the ground out of anger. 

" Lokison, relax," the Grandmaster said. Pietore just sighed in defeat.

" And I'd actually come to like Sakaar," Pietore muttered. He turned to the Grandmaster.

" He will ask you if you've seen me, deny it. He'll try to hurt you, but I'll protect you. I'm the god of protection, so I'll help you," Pietore put out his hand, waiting for the Grandmaster's consent. The Grandmaster nodded, and Pietore began a short chant, casting a spell that would protect the Grandmaster from harm until the main threat left the planet. 

" You will be protected completely from any attempts to harm you, no matter what it is. He will notice, so he will know I was here, but don't tell him anything about me, I beg of you," Pietore explained. They were running out of time. 

" I'll make sure he doesn't find you. And Pietore, it was fun while it lasted," the Grandmaster said with a sad smile. Pietore returned it.

" The same to you," Pietore said. He held out the staff for the Grandmaster to take. The Grandmaster took it and held it to his side. Pietore saluted him, which the Grandmaster returned. 

Pietore ran throughout the palace, coming out on a scarcely used balcony. He held his hand up to the sky, with his fingers outstretched, and threw his hand down, as if he were pulling something. The Bifrost was summoned and took Pietore away, this time to Hala. He was good friends with Carol, and although she despised those who'd wronged her, she frequently visited. He would have to find her. 

---Loki P.O.V---

Loki was storming to the palace of Sakaar when he stopped. He saw the Bifrost out of the corner of his eye, and when he turned to it, his heart nearly jumped out of his throat. The Bifrost was taking someone, and he knew exactly who it was. His son. Only two people had the ability to summon the Bifrost without some sort of conductor, and that was Heimdall and Pietore, Loki's son. And even Heimdall couldn't do it often. Evidently, Pietore did it frequently, using it to keep running. Running from him. Whenever he thought of it, it left a sickening feeling in Loki's stomach. 

He'd hurt his own son, resulting in said offspring to run away, hopping realm to realm, world to world, running away from him. Yeah, it was with good reason, he supposed. He'd gone slaughtering the people of a planet because their army had waged a war against one of his favorite planets. But he'd killed innocents. He hadn't stopped, and it had hurt Pietore.