Aurora, despite being as old as time itself, had less life experience than a toddler. That being said, nothing could have prepared her for the bitter taste of shitty alcohol running down her throat. She had half a mind to spit it out, but instead, she forced herself to swallow it and cough.

Motioning to the bartender, she asked, "Could I just get some water, perhaps?"

The woman next to her laughed, tipping her drink and downing the rest of it before slamming the empty bottle down on the counter, "Another round for me, please. Leave princess here to her water, I plan on getting absolutely hammered."

"We don't accept stolen credits," the bartender crossed his arms as he looked Scrapper 142 up and down judgementally.

The woman simply rolled her eyes, "I said they're mine. You know the Grandmaster pays me handsomely for the champions I bring him."

Against her better judgment, Aurora decided it was likely best to stand up for the woman to avoid trouble, "She's right, I was there. The money's hers."

"Ay, you're new around here," the bartender leaned on the counter as his eyes met Aurora's and his voice lowered, "My advice? Stay the hell away from 142, she's a whirlpool who sucks in and destroys anything willing to get close to her."

Scrapper 142 scoffed as she opened up her new bottle, "Jesus, we hook up once and you act like I broke your heart or whatever. Just take my damn money, I don't have time for this. I just wanna get drunk."

The man glared at her as he begrudgingly took her credits. The conversation was interrupted when the familiar voice of Thor broke through the atmosphere, "Hey, hey!"

Looking over at where the champions were preparing for battle, the woman held up the device that still controlled the shocker on Thor's neck. Teasing him with it, she greeted dangerously, "Hey."

"Thor! Are you all right?" Aurora ran over to the electric barrier. She placed her hand on it and felt power run through her veins as she greeted her friend. "I'm so sorry they have you locked up, I would trade places with you in a heartbeat."

"I'm all right, Aurora, you did what you had to do," Thor reassured, offering her a gentle albeit nervous smile before turning to the woman still sitting at the bar, "This woman, however, has been lying! You do know me, at least, my people." As she held up the device, he pointed at her and spoke cautiously, "Do not zap me with that thing, I just want to talk. Asgard is in danger."

The woman ignored him as the pair of them stared her down while she took a drink. She refused to acknowledge the God, but he seemed to notice something as there was a glint of recognition in his eyes, "My God! You're a Valkyrie! I used to wanna be a Valkyrie when I was younger... until I found out you were all women. There's nothing wrong with women, of course, I love women. Sometimes a little too much. Not in a creepy way, just more of a respectful appreciation. I think it's great that there's an elite force of women warriors. It's about time."

"Are you done?" Scrapper 142 asked and Aurora's mind was racing with questions as she stepped over towards the woman.

"What's a Valkyrie?" she questioned, her tone curious yet cautious as she could see the sort of mood the woman was in. This question seemed to sadden her and Aurora reached out to place a hand on the woman's arm but she was swatted away.

"Don't touch me, I don't know what you're capable of when you're all charged up and frankly, I don't want to find out," 142 scoffed, "It doesn't matter what a Valkyrie is because they're all dead."

Thor was beginning to look desperate, "Please, help me! I need your help! Asgard is in danger!"

"Bye!" was all the woman said with a mocking smile, turning to the other woman she asked, "You coming, blondie?"

Aurora was torn; she wanted to help Thor but she knew sticking with Scrapper 142 was going to be her best bet for survival on this garbage bin of a planet. She had watched the universe for millenniums, but she had no idea how to deal with them in her human form and she much preferred any form of a helping hand she could get.

As the two of them began to walk away, Thor called out, "Fine! Then you must be a traitor or a coward. Because the Valkyrie is sworn to protect the throne."

Something he said must have set something off within the woman because she turned and stormed over to the God, "Listen closely, your majesty. This is Sakaar, not Asgard. And I'm a Scrapper, not a Valkyrie." As she said this she pressed the device, causing him to fall to the ground so the guards could get him. "And no one escapes this place, so you're going to die anyway."

Thor didn't say anything else as they dragged him away, he couldn't. Aurora watched with sadness as she felt something foreign running down her cheek. As she wiped her hand beneath her eye, it came back wet. "What is this?"

"It's called crying. It happens when people get sad. Wipe your tears and get over it. Either you come with me or you await a miserable death like the majority of people stuck on this shitty planet."

As the two of them walked away with the woman, the Valkyrie, stalking ahead of her she found herself angry and jogging to catch up. "What happened that made you so horrible? People aren't born evil or rude, something made you this way. You betray your kingdom, your king himself, all in the name of what? Stop lying to yourself. The Valkyries aren't dead because you survive and breathe like the rest of us so that means something. Why? Why do you turn your back on your people?"

Valkyrie ripped around, fuming as she braced her forearm against Aurora's neck and slammed her against the nearest wall. Seething, she spoke through gritted teeth, "Do not act like you have any right to know anything about me. The only reason I didn't leave you to rot on this planet is that I pity your irritating naivety, but do not think for once that we are anything short of enemies because I do not care how powerful you are, being on this planet weakens you and you know it and it is only a matter of time before you push me too far and you will not be able to stop me. I do not care about your friend and I certainly don't care about you so do not pretend you care about me."

With all the strength she had in her, Aurora shoved the Valkyrie off of her, but the force knocked both of them to the floor as their legs tangled together and they both stumbled. Aurora regained her footing first, but instead of sinking her heel into Valkyrie's chest and keeping her down while she had the upper hand, she went against her better judgment. With hesitance, she simply stood and reached out her hand to help.

However, as Valkyrie reached out and took her hand, Aurora yanked her close so they were eye to eye. Angrily, she glared daggers at the woman as she spat, "Valkyrie, Scrapper 142, whoever the fuck you are, understand this: Underestimating me will be the last thing you ever do."

this is short but WOW this is my most enemies to lovers style fic i have normally im a sucker for stuff like love-hate makeout seshes but i held back because these two have quite the amount of shit to work out