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

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📍NIDAVELLIR

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You fell on your front as the Bifrost spat you out; you weren't expecting to be teleported at the last minute. Groaning, you sat up and took in your surroundings, able to recognize the place in an instant. The birthplace of Amnesty and Mjolnir—

"Nidavellir?" you muttered to yourself, "Why—"

Unknown to you, a massive figure stormed towards your back, flinging you away with a swing of an arm, causing you to crash into a pole. You rolled over to the front, whimpering in pain, and turned around to face your attacker. 

"Eitri no!" you hollered in caution, using your hands to shield yourself, "Hold on!" black mists emerged from your palm to protect yourself.

"Y/N?" the dwarf paused in his place, recognizing you.

"Yeah," you nodded, letting your hands fall at your sides as the mists dissipated into nothing.

"You were supposed to protect us!" he bellowed in rage, "Vanaheim was supposed to protect us!"

"Vanaheim is destroyed!" You snapped, "And so is Asgard," you added, glaring up at him defiantly.

Eitri almost felt bad for yelling at you, noticing your pained expression, "How did you get here?" he asked almost quietly.

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Thor was seated when Rocket walked over to a console next to him, and pressed two buttons, "So, dead brother, huh? Yeah, that can be annoying,"

"Well, he's been dead before," Thor muttered, "But this time I think it really might be true," 

"And you said your sister and your dad?"

"Both dead,"

"Still got a mom, though?"

"Killed by a dark elf,"

 "A best friend?"

"Stabbed through the heart," he closed his eyes for a second, recalling how Heimdall and Runa were impaled. 

Rocket eyed him for a moment, "A girlfriend, perhaps?"

"I lost her in the explosion," a tear rolled down his cheek, "I think she's," he trailed off with a sorrowful breath.

"Are you sure you're up to this particular murder mission?" Rocket questioned cautiously.

Thor smiled widely, almost trying to convince himself, "Absolutely. Rage, vengeance, anger, loss, regret—They're all tremendous motivators. They really clear the mind. So I'm good to go,"