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[Thor Odinson POV]
Alex had shared a lot with me about Hela, my sister.
A talk I needed to have with my father.
Anywho.
According to Alex, our power was evenly matched, but she outclassed me in battle experience.
My main priority in all of this was keeping my people safe.
So, I had issued a challenge, one I knew she wouldn't resist taking, for if she was anything like me because of our alleged blood relation, there was no other option in her mind but to accept.
Besides, I wanted to avoid unnecessary bloodshed.
After all, in all of Asgard, only I could face her.
Sending Asgard's army to fight her, as Father had done thousands of years ago, would only result in the waste of lives, a pointless endeavor.
"Brother, keeping the seat warm for me?" Hela greeted me as she walked into the throne room, with Heimdall closing the door behind her, as for Hela she was sporting a seemingly happy smile, but even I could feel the wrath within me, like a fire ready to consume everything in her wake.
"I understand your anger," I spoke, standing up from the Throne before walking towards, "It's heavily justified, but even then, I can't let you rule, you only seek war for the sake of it, and I won't stand by it, you don't care for Asgard or it's people, you only care for the thrill of conquest," a few years ago, she and I would've had a few things in common, amongst them, our love for war. But, unlike her, I had the good fortune of meeting my brother, he changed my perspective on things.
"You can't allow me?!" Hela spat, narrowing her eyes at me in rage, "You don't have to allow me nothing, boy, I am the rightful ruler of Asgard! A born true warrior, I built this kingdom from the ground. It's people, everything you see belongs to me!"
I sighed, calling Mjolnir to me by extending my right hand to the side, "You are not fit to rule, and it seems father was also not fit for the role." I sighed once again, grabbing Mjolnir as it landed in my hand.
"And you are fit for the role?" Hela scoffed.
"No," I shook my head with a laugh, "I'm much too immature, but, I'm not alone, like you or father are, I have people to help me through it, and together we might just rule this kingdom right,"
"You would let others tell you how to rule what is yours?" Hela spat, "You truly are pathetic,"
"Perhaps," I chuckled, "Now, are you ready to battle me, Hela?"
Hela grinned, taking a step forward, "Always,"
"Let's then, but not here, one of us will win and will have to sit in the ruins left behind, let's fight outside the kingdom," I offered, and Hela chuckled.
"I suppose rebuilding my castle would take valuable time. Time I can better use in other matters," Hela nodded, smiling.
"Good," I nodded, everything was going fine so far. But just in case, Heimdall had orders to evacuate everyone in Asgard to one of Alex's safe locations, a large villa he had in Italy for vacations.
"Lead the way, little brother," Hela ordered.
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[Sif POV]
Thor's plan was simple.
But it had its merits.
First, we had to evacuate everyone out of Asgard, ensuring no one would die in the crossfire of their battle, second, we would then need to regroup and help him.
He had taken Alex's words to the heart.
And had pushed aside his pride for the sake of victory.
So, as of the moment, both Heimdall and the Ancient One were evacuating everyone in Asgard by the thousands per second.
"Do you think Thor will win?" I asked the Ancient One.
"Hard to say, Thor was raised in a relatively peaceful time, Hela was forged through war," The Ancient One mused, index fingers pressed upon her lips, "Both have a similar level of power, so in the end, it all comes to experience, so going by that, no, Thor will lose, it won't be an easy fight, but he will lose."
"I see," I sighed, worrying about the big oaf.
"Now now, that's just the logical result of the battle based on the information we have," The Ancient One added, looking at me, "There are still a bunch of factors we don't know about them, factors that could drastically change the course of the battle, besides, Thor won't be fighting alone for long, for now, all he has to do is hold his ground long enough,"
I nodded, even if she was more experienced in the art of battle, there was no way she would defeat Thor before finished evacuating the planet.
"The King won't be defeated," Heimdall reassured me.
"He better not," I chuckled.
The Ancient One smiled, before turning her gaze to the forest where Thor had decided to have his battle with Hela, "I'll keep the portal open, there is someone in there in dire need of a timeout,"
I nodded, unsure as to what she meant.
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[Loki Odinson POV]
My day started like any other, with me hating Thor and Alex, not sure which I hate more at this point.
Anyway, everything had started just like any day.
Then, an emergency evacuation was called, ordering every Asgardian on the planet to leave to earth for the moment being.
I was understandably befuddled by this.
So, I took it upon myself to investigate.
Finding, a remarkable surprise.
We had a sister.
I had seen her talking with Thor.
It had taken a lot of my power to avoid being caught by them as I spied on their little conversation.
A conversation that was given me the pieces of a puzzle I didn't know existed.
I grinned, barely containing my joy as Thor issued the challenge.
The two would fight, one would die.
If I played my cards right, all I would have to do to claim my rightful place on the throne would be killing the already worn-out survivor.
Claiming the Odin Force for me.
Never before I had been so happy with Father's negligent style of parenting.
So here I was following the two of them to the forest using a high-class illusion to conceal my being, grinning, eager to see them kill each other, but then as I was about to take another step, all of the sudden, I felt a pull dragging me out of the forest with enormous power.
"Who dares?!" I hissed, turning around, breaking my illusion.
"I dare," I heard someone whisper behind me close to my ear, startling me as I jumped a few steps back.
Seeing one of Alex's friends, the bald one, in front of me, smiling. If I wasn't mistaken, she went by the epithet of The Ancient One.
"You will pay for your insolence," I spat, summoning my daggers. Killing her would only take me a few minutes at most, if anything she had done me a favor, giving me something to do while my siblings battled to the death.
"Oh, my," The Ancient One chuckled, in an amused manner, "While normally I love to indulge children in their silly little games, I'm afraid, I have no time to babysit you, so, it's time out for you,"
Timeout? Babysit? SHE DARED! "Alex might have defeated me! But you are nothi–" and without a warning of any kind, like her casting a spell, I was falling into a seemingly endless void as the Ancient One smiled from above.
"You will remain here for a few hours, that should give you time to reflect on your actions young man," She added, closing the portal, leaving me falling.
Angry, I tried to teleport, but all that did was teleport me within this endless void, she had locked me in!
"I WILL KILL YOU!"
