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Chapter 25- Surtur

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A/n: It is 12:47 AM but I was determined to get this up because I was gone last week and I love you guys

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Dark and cramped. Those were the two words that (Y/n) could use to describe her current situation. How did she get there? After she spent time with Wanda and she returned to Asgard, having the vision about Thanos filled her with a sudden determination to find the other stones, or rather, check in on them to make sure they were secure. In the process her and Thor were attacked by surprise, and lacking her stone, (Y/n) was very hesitant about using her powers excessively in fear of losing control.

(Y/n) looked at the bars around her, rolling her eyes. She was more concerned about what Surtur wanted with them than was escaping.

"How much longer do you think we'll be here?" Thor asked.

He got his answer wjem the bottom of the cage dropped out. The two began to fall in their chains until (Y/n) stopped herself and Thor reached the end.

"Thor, Son of Odin. (Y/n), holder of the Reality Stone."

The two turned and looked at Surtur. Eighteen-feet-tall, with flesh made of fire.

"Surtur. Son of a bitch, you're still alive! I thought my father killed you, like, half a million years ago!" Thor exclaimed.

"I cannot die. Not until I fulfill my destiny and lay waste to your
Home."

"All villains, always so set on destroying something," (Y/n) grumbled.

"You know, it's funny you should mention that because I've been
having these terrible dreams of late. Asgard up in flames, falling to ruins, and you Surtur are at the center of all of them."

(Y/n) sent Thor a panicked look. It seemed as though both of them were having awful visions.

"Then you have seen Ragnarok, the fall of Asgard. The great prophecy-"

"Hang on, just a moment," (Y/n) ordered as her and Thor began to swing away from Surtur, she wiggled her fingers and moved the two of them back towards him, "Continue with the evil plan."

"My time has come. When my crown is reunited with the Eternal Flame, I
shall be restored to my full might. I will tower over the mountains and
bury my sword deep in Asgard's-"

"Oh, wait," the two began to turn away from Surtur again. (Y/n) closed her palm and kept it closed so they wouldn't move again, "So let me clarify, you're going to put your crown into the Eternal Flame and you'll grow to the size of a house-"

"A mountain!"

"Right," (Y/n) said skeptically, "So, the Eternal Flame that Odin keeps on Asgard?"

Surtur grinned, "Odin is not on Asgard. And your absence has left the throne
Defenseless."

(Y/n) paled, knowing that this was something Thor would want to investigate.

"Okay, so where is it? This crown?" Thor asked.

"This is my Crown, the source of my power," Surtur pointed at the horns on his head.

"Oh, that's a crown? I thought it was a big eyebrow," Thor squinted.

"It's a crown," Surtur growled.

"So all we have to do is rip the crown off of your head," (Y/n) stated, "Then we can return to our rightful places and I can retrieve some food. Lovely."

Surtur stood, dragging his sword on the ground as he approached the pair, "But Ragnarok has already begun. You cannot stop it. I am Asgard's doom, and so are you. All will suffer, all will burn."

Surtur grabbed the two's chains, causing their heads to smash together.

"Ow," (Y/n) groaned, becoming much more annoyed than she already was.

"That's intense. To be honest, seeing you grow really big and set fire to a planet would be quite the spectacle. But it looks like we're going to have to go with option B where we bust out of these chains, knock that tiara off your head, and stash it away in Asgard's vault," Thor smirked.

"You cannot stop Ragnarok. Why fight it?"

"Because that's what heroes do," Nthing happened for a few moments and everything fell into an awkward silence, "Wait, sorry. I didn't time that right."

"Dear lord Thor," (Y/n) rolled her eyes, "Why do I have to do everything?"

(Y/n) twisted her wrist and their chains snapped in half. As they fell to the ground Mjolnir crashed through the ceiling of the cavern, finding its rightful place in Thor's hand.

(Y/n) drew her sword and swung towards Surtur.

"You have made a grave mistake," Surtur claimed.

A large swarm of fire demons ran to Surtur's aid against the heroes. (Y/n) focused on using her sword, not her powers. She trusted herself, but with her current situation- well, situations- she was going to play it safe.

After she cut through a few rows of soldiers she heard a large roar, a roar that echoed and shook the cavern. She looked over, letting out a loud sigh (Y/n) tilted her head up and looked at the dragon facing them.

"Thor, handle the soldiers," she ordered, "I got Surtur."

(Y/n) felt electricity run up her legs and she knew that Thor had likely taken out the rest of the fire demons. She began to run towards Surtur, throwing up a shield when he swung his own sword down.

"I'm done with this," (Y/n)'s grip slipped on her caution a bit as she lashed out, throwing up her arm and basically knocking Surtur's crown off of his head in a quick swoop of power.

The rest of Surtur's body fell to the ground in a heap of dust and bones. (Y/n) waved her hand and the crown disappeared into a pocket reality. (Y/n) heard echoing footsteps and knew more fire demons were coming.

"Time to go Thor," (Y/n) ordered, running towards him.

Thor lifted his hammer, "Heimdall. I know it's been a while, but I could use a fast exit!"

Nothing, the Bifrost didn't touch down, no sign that Heimdall had even heard them.

"We need to leave," (Y/n) mumbled, jumping up and taking off out of the cavern, Thor following soon after. She heard a large snap and looked behind her, eyes widening when she saw the dragon chasing them.

"Heimdall!" (Y/n) yelled, feeling the dragon's hot breath behind her, "This is not the time to be away."

Thor turned around and dropped his hammer into the dragon's mouth, making him stop and drop to the ground. The two dropped down, taking a break from their flight while they tried to summon Heimdall.

The ground began to break beneath them and more fire demons emerged. (Y/n) rolled her eyes and took off again, Thor summoning Mjolnir and following closely behind.

"Heimdall!" (Y/n) called one last time when the dragon opened its mouth to swallow the two when the Bifrost opened, sucking them up and away.

The two landed in Asgard, the severed head of the dragon landing just behind him. (Y/n) looked to Thor.

"You aren't staying in Asgard long are you?" (Y/n) asked.

"What would be the matter if I did?" Thor asked suspiciously.

"Well well, look who decided to pop in. Thanks for scaring away my company and drenching my workplace in brains," a man with two tattoos on either side of his head stated, running a hand over his face to rid it of dragon blood.

"Who are you?" Thor questioned.

"Don't you remember? I'm Skurge. We fought together on Vanaheim."

"Where's Heimdall?"

"That traitor. No one knows, he's a fugitive of the throne."

"What?" (Y/n) asked in shock, "Fugitive of the throne, for what?"

"Yeah, you see, Odin charged Heimdall with negligence of duty, but he disappeared before the trial. Hard to catch a guy who can see everything in the Universe."

"Oh dear Gods, this is what happens when I leave for a few months," (Y/n) groaned.

It seemed as though she was on a warpath as she walked towards the exit, Thor following close behind her, slightly confused as to why she seemed upset.

"Hold on. I'm supposed to announce your arrival," Skurge tried to stop the two before they took off.

"Thor, listen to me," (Y/n) started as they approached the palace, "I know I should have told you earlier."

She paused what she was saying when she landed, looking up at the large statue of Loki.

"Dear Sister, explain to me why you wear your rings on your finger instead of a necklace," Thor looked to (Y/n).

"You already know the answer," (Y/n) whispered.

The two walked through the crowd gathered around a stage. There, a production was being put on. A rather...interesting one. The actor who was playing Loki fell dramatically onto the stage, Thor's actor holding him closely.

As the two walked closer to the stage they saw Odin sitting upon a chaise lounge, sipping wine and obviously enjoying the show. (Y/n) frowned, not knowing what exactly to do. All she could do was take in a deep breath and remind herself of all the Midgardian books she had been reading, the information she needed surprisingly lacking on Asgard.

"I'm sorry I tried to rule Earth," Loki's actor claimed dramatically.

"They'd be lucky to have you."

"I'm sorry about that thing with the Tesseract. I just couldn't help myself. I'm a trickster."

"So mischievous," Thor's actor said tearfully.

Gods, was (Y/n) happy she wasn't being represented in this play.

"Sorry about that time I turned you into a frog."

"It was a wonderful joke."

"You are the savior of Asgard."

"Tell my story."

"I will. I will tell father what you did today."

"I didn't do it for him. I did it for her."

(Y/n) couldn't help but 'aww' with the crowd as they all knew the 'her' Loki was referring to. Loki then 'died'.

"No!" Thor's actor screamed.

Odin's actor stepped forward and began to narrate, "And so Loki died of his wounds, giving his life for ours. He fought back those disgusting dark elves. He brought peace to the realm."

A young boy painted blue crawled onto a rock next to Odin's actor, "Loki, my boy. 'Twas many moons ago I found you on a frost-bitten battlefield. On that day, I did not yet see in you Asgard's savior. No. You were merely a little blue baby icicle
that melted this old fool's heart."

The crowd erupted into loud cheers and applause. Odin stood, leading the crowd in a standing ovation.

"Father," Thor finally spoke.

"Oh, shit," Odin mumbled in his glass of wine before setting it down, "Thor and (Y/n) have returned!"

"Interesting play," (Y/n) cut in, watching as Odin paled, "What's it called?"

"The Tragedy of Loki of Asgard. The people wanted to commemorate him," Odin gave (Y/n) a begging look, to which she returned with a mental message.

You deserve this for doing all of this while I was gone.

"I like that statue. A lot better looking than he was when he was
alive, though. A little less weasley." Odin scowled before become normal faced again, "You know what this is?"

"The skull of Surtur? That's a formidable weapon," Odin stated.

"Do me a favor. Lock this in a vault so it doesn't turn into a giant monster and destroy the whole planet," Thor ordered a guard.

"So it's back to Midgard for you, is it?"

"Nope. I've been having this recurring dream lately. Every night I see Asgard fall into ruins-"

"That's just a silly dream. Signs of an overactive imagination."

"You said the same thing to me before my necklace was taken," (Y/n) said, visibly making Odin more nervous.

"But then I decide to go out there with (Y/n) and investigate. And what do I find, but the Nine Realms completely in chaos. Enemies of Asgard assembling, plotting our demise, all while you, Odin, the protector of those Nine Realms, are
sitting here in your bathrobe, eating grapes," Thor glared.

"Well, it is best to respect our neighbors' freedom. But I have been rather busy myself, board meetings and such."

"You really going to make me do it?" Thor questioned.

Thor hurled Mjolnir off into the distance, and grabbed Odin by the back of the neck. (Y/n) crossed her arms, raising a brow in interest.

"You know that nothing will stop Mjolnir as it returns to my hand. Not even your face."

"You'll be executed for this!"

"Then I'll see you on the other side...brother."

Loki's illusion disappeared and he jumped away from Mjolnir.

"Alright I yield!"

"Lovely to see you Loki," (Y/n) said sarcastically.

"I missed you darling, I had to find something to do," Loki defended himself.

"Behold! Thor Odinson, and (Y/n)-"

"You had one job! Just the one," Loki snapped at Skurge.

"Where's Odin?" Thor asked.

"You just couldn't stay away could you? Everything was fine without you. We were married in peace, Asgard was prospering. You've ruined everything."

"Where's father? Did you kill him?" Thor grabbed Loki by the neck.

"No, Thor, I would have never allowed that," (Y/n) put a hand on Thor's shoulder, "All three of us know who is in control here."

"Then where is he?" Thor turned to (Y/n), betrayal shining in his eyes.

"We'll take you to him."