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Chapter 26- Hela's Return

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(Y/n) stared at the Shady acres Nursing Home as it was in the process of being demolished. In order to 'blend in' better with the civilians all of them had changed into street clothes. Thor in a sweatshirt and jacket, (Y/n) in a blouse and jeans, and Loki...Being the um, stubborn person he was, was wearing an all black suit.

It made them more noticable- not that two Avengers one with highly noticeable face markings wasn't already noticeable, but not being noticed wasn't top priority at the moment.

"I swear, I left him right here," Loki claimed.

"I made sure to visit him while I was on Asgard," (Y/n) added.

"Right here on the sidewalk? Or right there, where the building that's being demolished? Great planning," Thor rolled his eyes.

"How was I supposed to know? I can't see into the future. I'm not a witch."

"Then why do you dress like one?"

(Y/n) snorted, grinning innocently when Loki glared at her., "It's a bit true and you know it."

"I can't believe you're alive. I saw you die. I mourned you, I cried for you," Thor looked to (Y/n), "And you lied to me about his whereabouts."

"I didn't lie to you, I just didn't tell you that he was alive," (Y/n) defended, "What would you done if you knew he was alive? Tear us apart again?"

Before the three could continue their arguments two girls walked up to (Y/n) and Thor.

"Hi. Would you mind taking a picture with us?" One of the girls asked nervously.

"Sure."

The two smile at the camera one of the girls held up.

"Sorry to hear that Jane dumped you," the second girl stated.

"She didn't dump me, you know. I dumped her. It was a mutual dumping," Thor tried to explain as the girls walked away.

(Y/n) turned to Loki and noticed the ground below Loki's feet glowing.

"What's this, what are you doing?" Thor asked in a panic.

"This isn't me," the ground opened up beneath Loki and he fell into it. A card was all that was left on the sidewalk.

"Loki," thor poked the card with his umbrella.

"Thor that isn't Loki," (Y/n) bent down and picked up the card, "Just like I thought."

"What?"

"I know exactly who took Loki."

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(Y/n) looked up at 177 Bleecker Street, seeing straight through the illusions put over it. This was the New York Sanctum. She had visited here briefly to discuss Infinity Stones with Dr Strange. She stepped up to the door and knocked twice, stumbling briefly when she was moved into one of the artifact rooms.

"Thor Odinson, (Y/n) Laufeyson," Doctor Strange drifted towards Thor and (Y/n). He noticed Thor's defensive stature compared to (Y/n)'s calm one, "You can put down the umbrella."

"It's alright Thor, he's trustworthy," (Y/n) assured.

"So earth has wizards now?" Thor questioned.

"The preferred term is 'Master of the Mystic Arts,'" Doctor Strange stated.

"Alright wizard, who are you? Why should I care?"

"My name is Doctor Stephen Strange and I have some questions for you. Some of which I already asked (Y/n). Take a seat."

The room changed and the three were now sitting in high-backed chairs.

"Tea?"

"I don't drink tea," Thor said in distaste.

"What do you drink?"

"Not tea."

Thor then had a stein of beer in his hand. (Y/n) looked at her own stein in minor disgust.

"I'll take the tea if you don't mind," even though she could easily have her own tea appear, it seemed rude to just change what Doctor Strange had given her.

Doctor Strange's mouth quirked up, "Yes, I suppose you would take the tea. I suggest lemon balm."

(Y/n) took a sip from her cup, nodding in approval.

"So I keep a watch list of individuals and beings from other realms that may be a threat to this world. Your adopted brother Loki, and your husband, is one of these beings."

"He's a worthy inclusion," Thor agreed, (Y/n) nodding.

"Though I would like to say he never did anything bad on purpose," (Y/n) cut in before leaning back.

"Why bring him here? Forced to do evil or not."

"We're looking for my father," Thor explained.

"So. If you were to tell you where Odin was, all parties concerned would promptly return to Asgard?"

"Thor and Loki would, I may have business," (Y/n) said.

"Great, then I'll gladly help you."

"If you knew where he was, why didn't you call me?"

"I have to tell you, he was adamant that he not be disturbed. Your
father said he had chosen to remain in exile," Doctor Strange paused, "I know (Y/n) has a phone, but you don't."

"No, I don't have a phone, but you could have sent an electronic letter. It's called an email," Thor said in a matter of fact tone.

"I didn't know you had a computer," (Y/n) raised her brow in interest.

"I don't, what are they for?"

(Y/n) pinched the bridge of her nose, sighing. How was he considered one of the smartest people on Asgard?

"Anyway, my father is no longer in exile. So if you could tell me where he is, I can take him home."

"Gladly. He's in Norway," Strange stood and suddenly they were standing by a bookcase. (Y/n) lowered her hands and her teacup disappeared, "I'm just seeing whether this incantation requires any Asgardian modifications...Nope. I need just one strand of your hair."

"Let me explain something, my hair is not to be meddled wi-"

(Y/n) plucked a strand of hair from Thor's head, holding it ut to Strange.

Strange began to incantation, transporting them to the front staircase of the Sanctum. He finally opened the portal, giving a glance of a peaceful meadow.

"Don't forget your umbrella," Strange reminded.

"Right," Thor extended his arm and crashing noises rang through the Sanctum. A lot of crashing noises.

"I'll repair that," (Y/n) assured as the umbrella flew into Thor's hand, "Also, I would appreciate it if I got my husband back."

"Yeah, right."

A portal opened from above, a screaming Loki landing hard on the floor.

"I have been falling for thirty minutes!" Loki shouted.

"Thank you very much for your help," Thor shook Dr Strange's hand.

"Who are you?" Loki asked with a growl.

Loki drew two daggers from his belt, ready to attack, "You think you're some kind of sorcerer? Don't think for one minute, you second-rate-"

"Bye-bye," Strange moved his hands and sent the three through the portal.

The scenery around them was beautiful, peaceful. It was untouched by humanity.

"Father?" Thor spoke up, approaching Odin's figure cautiously.

"Look at this place. It's beautiful," Odin said distantly, "My children. I've been waiting for you."

(Y/n) couldn't help but notice the surprise on Loki's face when Odin called him his son.

"I know. We've come to take you home," Thor assured.

"Home, yes. Your mother, she calls me. Do you hear it?"

"Loki, lift your magic," Thor ordered.

"This isn't magic Thor," (Y/n) whispered.

Odin turned to Loki, "Took me quite a while to break free from your spell. Frigga would have been proud," Odin looked at (Y/n), "I understand your actions, enjoy your lives together. Come and sit with me. I don't have much time."

The three sat on the rocks near Odin.

"I know that we failed you, but we can make this right," Thor said in determination.

"I failed you," Odin shook his head, "It is upon us...Ragnarok."

"No, I've stopped Ragnarok. I put an end to Surtur," Thor assured.

"No. It has already begun. She's coming. My life was all that held her back, but my time has come. I cannot keep her away any longer."

"She's real?" (Y/n) asked in shock, "I thought she was just a legend formed from history."

"Father, who are you talking about?"

"The Goddess of Death. Hela. My first born. Your sister. Her violent appetites grew beyond my control. I couldn't stop her, so I imprisoned her. Locked her away. She draws her strength from Asgard...and once she gets there, her powers will be limitless. Even you (Y/n), will find her to be a most worthy opponent."

"Whatever she is, we can stop her. We can face her together."

"No we won't. I'm on a different path now. This you must face alone," Odin looked up at the sky, "I love you my children. Look at that. Remember this place. Home."

A soft glow overcame the area and Odin was gone, his soul turned into stardust and floating towards the sky. (Y/n) let out a shaky breath, bowing her head for a moment of respect.

While he wasn't the best father, he was a good king, and he tried for his people. That was what mattered.

Thor stood from his place, turning to Loki and (Y/n). His eyes was alight with rage.

"Brother," Loki said cautiously.

"This was your doing," Thor growled.

Before the tension between the three could escalate into something physical a black circle appeared before them in the field. The portal became larger and larger until it stopped.

"She's coming," (Y/n) whispered, her Midgardian clothing turning into her armor. Loki and Thor followed her lead, feeling the upcoming danger as well.

Hela sauntered from the portal, her armor ripped and hair askew. But her appearance didn't take away from the air of danger that was around her.

"So he's gone?" Hela asked after a moment of looking at her surroundings, "That's a shame. I would've liked to have seen that."

"You must be Hela. I'm Thor, son of Odin," Thor introduced himself.

"Really, you don't look like him," Hela gave Thor a onceover.

"Perhaps we can reach an arrangement," Loki offered.

"You sound like him," Hela groaned, she looked to (Y/n), "Well look at you. Father was always talking about you coming someday. You might be the only challenge here. But not a big enough challenge, I sense it within you, instability, distraction. Kneel."

"Beg your pardon?" Loki seemed almost offended. If the situation was better, (Y/n) would have laughed.

"Kneel...before your Queen," Hela summoned a pitch black blade.

Thor wound up and hurled Mjolnir at Hela. Everything seemed to freeze as the hammer came to a stop against Hela's hand. The three watched in shock as Hela put pressure against the hammer, forming cracks until it broke, falling to the ground in pieces.

Thor looked devastated, motionless and wide eyes. Hela ran her hands over her head to create a horned battle headdress.

"Bring us back!" Loki yelled to the sky.

"Loki no!" (Y/n) screamed, but it was too late, the Bifrost was activated and they were being pulled back to Asgard.
Hut it was too late, Hela was behind them, catching up. Loki two daggers at her, but she deflected them back at Loki, causing him to fly out.

"No!" (Y/n) screamed.

"Love will be your downfall," Hela smirked at (Y/n) before she threw a dagger into her shoulder, throwing her from the Bifrost as well.

(Y/n) looked out at space, spotting Loki's rapidly retreating form in front of her. She reached out to him, pulling him closer to her.

"Darling?" Loki asked in shock.

"We're gonna be okay," (Y/n) assured, closing her eyes tightly and putting her hand over her stomach as they were sucked into another part of space, "We're gonna be fine."

(Y/n) noticed an oncoming planet. (Y/n) held out her hands, pushing off to slow her and Loki down before they harmed themselves with a hard landing.

"Ow," (Y/n) groaned when she landed, "Oh gross."

They were surrounded by garbage, and from the looks of it, it originated from all of the realms.

"Where the hell are we?" (Y/n) muttered.

"Are you a fighter, or food?" Someone asked.

(Y/n) turned and looked at the pack of people that were currently surrounding them.

"Fighter," (Y/n) answered, shaking her hands, "This is not the time."

The men lifted their weapons. (Y/n) rolled her eyes, swinging her hands upwards and sending all of them to different areas of the dump they were in.

"You saved me a lot of work," a female voice said from behind them, "Now I'd appreciate it if you followed me."

(Y/n) turned to the young girl. After observing her for a few moments (Y/n) nodded.

"Why are we following this woman blindly?" Loki asked as they entered her ship.

"Because she's trustworthy," (Y/n) whispered back.

"The Grandmaster will be very interested in meeting you," the woman said as they took off, "He might even keep you out of the tournament."

It was a smooth ride into the city. Loki was silently brooding in the back of the ship, refusing to trust the woman, unlike (Y/n) who seemed all too willing to.

"We need to find a way to get off of this planet," (Y/n) told Loki, "Thor may need our help.

"This planet obviously doesn't know, it's a fresh start darling."

(Y/n) sighed, looking out the window. They were landing in the building at the center of the city.

"Alright you two, off," the woman ordered, "The Grandmaster is waiting and I need to go buy more booze."

"What have you brought me today?"

"That's for your choosing," the woman looked up at the man sitting in front of them, "They took out the trash scrappers faster than any other."

"Too good for the tournament then, move me closer," the woman behind the Grandmaster pushed his seat, moving him closer to the pair, "Ah, I see. Yes, maybe we'll keep them as allies, they're good poster-faces."

"Excuse me, Sir-"

"Sir, I like her," the Grandmaster grinned.

"Where are we?"

"Oh right," the man stood up, holding out his arms, "Welcome to Sakaar!"