...5:53 PM...

A hooded figure walks into the throne room that has been set up for the battle plans of Asgard. Jane is safe and not in this occasion for selective thinking against the dark elves. I had to weaken the Dark Elves enough that it leaves me enough time to extract the Aether from Jane while in armor to reduce the infliction.

The second wave had begun twenty-two minutes ago.

I stationed at the west and east side of Asgard an army of Asgardian warriors to use the ball vacuums against the Dark Elves. The south side of Asgard has volunteers in arms fighting against the Dark Elves lacking the metal vacuum balls.

"A surprise attack on that side—in the old butcher shop—might throw them off," I said. "No one expects slingshots from the butchers."

"Why that is not a bright idea," The hooded figure spoke in a deep and fake voice. "Using a big wagon on them can knock out the attackers and disarming them would be much easier than said."

The guards turns towards the hooded figure and I look up.

How did the figure get past the Dark Elves and the many Asgardians?

"Leave me with this visitor," I said.

"As you wish, All-Father," One of the Asgardian Guards said.

The other Asgardians left through the doorway. The door closes behind them. The figure stood in the middle of the room biding their time so still and silently I had wonder what kind of fool these Dark Elves are for sending in their most prized fake sounding men.

"Show yourself, dark elf," I said.

"I am not a dark elf,brother," The figure said, unhooding himself.

It is Thor.

"You should be dead!" I said, staggering back then land on the floor staring at him in horror.

Thor stares at me,oddly, raising a brow. There is a touch of innocence to his eyes that I hadn't seen in years. The bitterness I lost saw in his eyes are essentially not there at all. It is like I am talking to someone else in the form of Thor.

Thor lowers his brow.

"...I am very much alive," Thor said. "And everyone was looking at me strangely so I put this on and came here to get answers why Asgard is under the attack of Dark Elves!"

I stare at Thor.

He is really there, flesh and bone.

"I am not standing here all day,brother," Thor said, tapping his foot. "I should be impressed I scared you; for once, but this is very serious."

"Jane," I said, getting up.

"Jane is dead," Thor said.

"Jane is very alive, brother," I said.

"I saw her die," Thor said. "And if this a trick; you are being cruel."

I clear my throat.

"Brother," I said. "What happened to you last?"

"Thanos struck me with the infinity gauntlet," Thor said.

I raise a brow.

"But...no hammer?" I ask.

"Thanos tore apart the hammer and took out a infinity stone," Thor said. I lower my brow. "Just like that." No wonder Thor does not have the hammer on his person. Thor looks around puzzled then back towards me with a curious look in his eyes. "Where is Father?"

"Brother, you have been sent into a different timeline by Thanos." I said,relieved. "Father and Mother have passed in this timeline."

"What about me?" Thor asks.

"Let's not dwell on the past," I said.

"But you are king!" Thor said.

"I didn't want to be," I said. "But fate apparently had some other plans in mind," I roll an eye. "Jane is alive in this timeline and I want you to meet her."

"Jane has the Aether inside," Thor said, his eyes wide.

"Yes," I said.

Thor's eyes return to their normal size.

"And Jane still lives," Thor said.

"She does," I said, nodding.

"I could thank Thanos for this chance," Thor said.

I smile,actually, for the first time in a long time by something Thor had said.

"Did you remember telling me about a realm called Wattpadheim?" I ask.

"Yes," Thor said. "I did."

I feel light and bright at once, fluffy as a cloud.

"Welcome home, brother," I said, quite happy. "I will explain all of this away...later, but first you need to meet Jane."