⁅𝟱.𝟭⁆ 𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 ➣ {𝕥•𝕠} ❘ [𝖗𝖆𝖌𝖓𝖆𝖗𝖔𝕶 - 𝖊𝖌 𝖝 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗]

˗ˏˋ𝟬𝟮ˎˊ*•.[𝗟𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝗹𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲] ࿐ྂ｡

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Thor plummeted towards the ground, smashing into a pile of junk. He groaned loudly at the unceremonious landing, slowly getting to his feet.

His eyes searched his surroundings, not conditioning himself with anything around him. His eyes narrowed for any possible threats.

There was a loud crack in the sky and he looked up to see a large chunk of metal heading right towards him. He hurried away just in time to avoid it as it fell right into the spot where he had been seconds ago.

An alarm suddenly went off, making him look towards a flying pod that was heading his way. He watched as it landed near him, and a herd of scavengers filed out of it.

One of them, supposedly the leader, stepped forward from the rest, and Thor slowly approached him. The scavenger took off his mask, "Are you a fighter? Or are you food,"

"I'm just passing through," Thor replied bluntly.

The man tipped his head back, raising his gun, "It is food!" he announced, "On your knees."

Set to fight, Thor outstretched his arm to the side, to summon his hammer. But soon, the realization of the recent event dawned on him and he slowly raised both his hands in surrender.

Once the man was close enough, Thor grasped him by his garments and tossed him away with ease into the distance.

Another grabbed hold of Thor's cape, ripping off a large section of it. Thor glared at him, punching him away. The other scavengers took action, raising their guns and surrounding the God. A large electric net was shot at Thor, causing him to collapse to the ground, whilst being heavily electrocuted.

The group surrounded him, beating, punching, and kicking him as hard as they could.

This didn't last for long as a ship swerved in, crashing into a pile of rubbish before landing roughly. The scavengers stopped their actions and turned towards it, causing Thor to follow their line of sight.

The top shield of the ship opened and you stepped out of it, in full black armour, your H/C hair tied up into an intricate braid.

You took a sip from your half-empty bottle in your hand as you eyed the scavengers with narrowed eyes.

"Y/N?" Thor recognized you in a heartbeat and he felt a relieved smile grow on his face.

You looked so much different than the last time he had seen you. Your eyelids had a shade of black around them, as short strands of your H/C hair framed your face. You seemed to have gained more muscle strength which was visible through the tiniest flex of your bicep when you lifted your drink to take a sip. And also you had matured- in a lot of ways.

"Let go of him," you announced, staggering in your place slightly, and you finished the remaining of your drink, "He's mine,"

Tossing the bottle aside, you started down the ramp, only to trip on the crevice of the ramp and roll down it, falling on the foot of your ship in a rather unflattering manner.