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#DrunkUncle #NewAunt

"Excuse me! We're looking for Thor!" I said to one of the people fishing. They sighed. "Over there, that house." She said. I thanked them and jogged to the house. Sam was waiting inside with wade and Matt, so I was free. 

I knocked on the door, and when there was no answer I just kicked down the door. "AYE THOR! GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE!" I yelled. I heard some startled yells and I took a shaky step back when I saw Thor. 

"Peter? You were lost in the quantum realm!" He yelled. I rolled my eyes. "Well, I got out." I sassed. "We need to go." I said. He looked at me confused. "Why? I have everything I need here!" He smiled. I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, almost not wanting to. 

"We need. To get. Odin." I said. He groaned. "Noooo." He whined. "Where is he?" I asked. "Somewhere around XXXX." He said. I sighed and walked up to him. I slapped him across the face. "Think of where you are now. How would Loki react if he saw you like this? Because we can go back in time, and see." I growled. "What?" He asked.

"I've created time travel. We have a second chance, get to stark towers as soon as possible." I demanded. He quickly nodded, going to him room.

I opened a portal and somehow, immediately saw Odin sitting on a rock, looking at the ocean. "Why are you here?" He asked, not looking at me. "Well...I would like help." I said. He scoffed. "Whatever could I do to help? I'm dying, Peter." He whispered. I bowed my my head. He gasped and gripped at his heart. 

"Before I go Peter, I would like to say that if Loki never would have met you, he wouldn't have died. It's your fault he's dead." He spat, before fading away into the air.

 I fell to my knees and cried. A man's dying last words, were saying that I killed the love of my life. Lightning seemed to open up in front of me, and I gasped, backing away. A girl appeared, long black hair, and green uniform.

(Okay, so in my AU, Asgard was destroyed by saturar....but Loki did it because he was pissed at Odin-

Anyways enjoy!)

I stood up on shaky feet. "Are you seriously crying over that old man?" She asked. I scoffed. "I'm glad he's dead. His last words to me are the ones that will haunt me in my dreams." I whispered. She sighed. 

"What? That he did something that wasn't god-like?" She asked. I shook my head. "His last fucking words to me were, "Before I go Peter, I would like to say that if Loki never would have met you, he wouldn't have died. It's your fault he's dead." And then he faded away." I spat. She quirked an eyebrow.

"Who's Loki to you?" She asked, walking towards me. "He....he was my boyfriend." I whispered, looking away. "What happened?" She asked, coming closer. 

"A dumb purp.e bitch named thanos got all of the infinity stones, and snapped his fingers, making half the population disappear." I said. She quirked an eyebrow. 

"I don't get that. It would be one thing if he was your husband, but boyfriend? I don't get why he was so important to you-" 

I cut her off with a glare that satan would cower in fear of. "That boy was the light to my life. I have been in the foster care system since I was twelve. I was fucking abused, and raped in almost every home, being kicked out when I made one mistake." I whispered. "And then, he came into my life. I would have traded lives with that boy. Any day of the year." I snapped. She scoffed.

"Why are you so sad about thanos's snap of you were in foster care? Didnt your foster parents die or something?" She asked. I wanted to punch this bitch in the face. "I was adopted by two wonderful men. They changed my lives and now they're gone. My friends, are gone. My boyfriend, gone." I snapped at her.

She flinched. "What's you name boy?" She asked. I was hesitant.

 "Peter stark."

"Well, Peter stark, why did you come to Odin for help?" She asked. "New Asgard needed a leader.  Thor is drunk and fat now." I said. Her eyes widened in surprise. "New Asgard?" She asked. I nodded. "Loki let Satan, or whatever his name is, run free because Odin was a homophobic bitch." I said.

She laughed. "Well, I'm glad to do whatever I can to help. I am hela, goddess of death." She bowed. I gasped. "Wait I know about you! We read about you in history class!" I said. She looked at me confused.

"You can like, summon the dead, right?" I asked. She nodded. "I have my army on Asgard." She said. "Good. We can use that." I said. She looked at me confused once more.

"Ok so, I created time travel, and so we have a chance to go back in time, and get the stones, snap and bring eveyone back." I said.

"Count me in starkson."