Beyla ~ (Loki)

30.

The Guardians of the Galaxy are traveling to investigate a distress call. Rocket yawns, "Why are we doing this again?" Gamora rolls her eyes at his carelessness, "It's a distress signal, Rocket. Someone could be dying." "I get that, but why are we doing it?"

Peter smiles down at the Racoon, "Cause we're nice. And maybe whoever it is will give us a little cheddar cheese for our help." Gamora points her finger, 'Which isn't the point." "Which isn't the point... I mean... If he doesn't pony up..." Rocket pipes up with a smile, "We'll take his ship."
"B-b-b-bingo!"

Mantis adjusted a few things on the ship before looking towards the atmosphere, "We are arriving."

"All right, Guardians. Don't forget, this might be dangerous, so let's put on our mean faces. As they drift Thanos' carnage is revealed, revealing the distress signal to be the one from the Asgardian vessel. The Guardians find the Asgardians floating dead in space from the destruction by Thanos.

"Looks like we're not getting paid." With a thump, Thor's body is plastered to the hull of the ship, he holds Beyla's wrist in his grasp, they both float unconscious.

Rocket screams whipping his hands, "Wipers! Wipers! Get it off." The Guardians get the two on the ship, laying on the table. "How the hell is this dude still alive? And her? She breathing?" Drax picks up her Beyla's foot listening. He nods, "I hear a heartbeat."
Mantis places her hands on the two Asgardians. "They're anxious. Angry. They feel tremendous loss and guilt." Drax stares at Thor in a wander, "It's like a pirate had a baby with an angel."

"Wake them up." Mantis places her hands on their heads once more, "wake" Thor awakens, he jumps off the table at impeccable speed. Beyla opens her eyes, only to start sobbing silently.

Thor grabs Beyla's arm bringing her behind him, "Who the hell are you guys?" Beyla peeks around Thor's arm at the group of savors. She glares at them, "You should've left me to DIE!" Beyla drops to her knees letting tears flow.

After introductions and a backstory are equipt, Thor and Beyla are offered soup. Beyla swats it away with a glare. "Don't touch me." Gamora hums, taking the bowl away.

"The entire time I knew Thanos, he only ever had one goal: To bring balance to the Universe by wiping out half of all life. He used to kill people planet by planet, massacre by massacre. If he gets all six Infinity Stones, he can do it with the snap of his fingers, like this." She snaps her fingers.

"You seem to know a great deal about Thanos." Drax nods, "Gamora... is the daughter of Thanos." Beyla stands to her feet quickly, a knife in the palm of her hand. A split second before Beyla can charge, Thor holds her back. Beyla is against Thor's arm as he speaks, "Your father killed my brother. Beyla's husband." Beyla continues to swipe the blade viciously.

Quill steps between the three, "Oh, boy. Stepfather. Technically, she hates him as much as you do." Thor pushes Beyla to a chair, commanding her to calm down. "Families can be tough. Look. Before my father died, he told me I had a half-sister...that he imprisoned in Hel. Then she returned home, and stabbed me in the eye, so... I had to kill her. It's life, isn't it, I guess. Goes round and round and... I feel your pain."

Beyla kicks a bucket over making it clang. Thor points to her, "Calm down." "YOU WANT ME TO CALM DOWN?" As she screams bees swarm around the ship. Thor glares to her, "Yes, Beyla. I want you to calm down." "What are you going to do Thor? You and your little spoon." Thor looks down at his hand seeing the soup spoon he was pointing at Beyla. "I need a hammer, not a spoon..." He attempts to fiddle with machinery. "How do I open this thing? Is there some sort of a four-digit code maybe... Maybe a birth date or something..." Beyla hip bumps Thor making her attempts at the code.

"What are you doing?" "Taking your pod." Quill stands tall, "No, you're not!" He says as he mimics Thor's accent. "You'll not, be taking our pod today, sir."

Rocket look over in confusion, "Quill. Are you making your voice deeper?" "No." "You are. You're imitating the god-man. It's weird."

"No, I'm not," Quill says in a deeper tone. Mantis points her finger "He just did it again!" "This is my voice!"

Thor steps in front of Quill, "Are you mocking me?" "Are you mocking me?"
"Stop it. You did it again." Quill looks to his team with a smirk, "He's trying to copy me." "Would you stop doing that?" "You're doing it first." "ENOUGH!" Beyla screams, knife in hand. "We need to stop Thanos." Rage fills her eyes, as she speaks the name. Gamora nods, "Which means we need to find out where he's going next.'

"Knowhere."
"He must be going somewhere."
"No. Knowhere? It's a place. We've been there. It sucks. Excuse me, that's our food." Quill says as Thor stuffs food into Beyla's arms. "Not anymore."

"For years, the Reality Stone has been safely stored, there with a man we call the Collector," Beyla says as her arms get filled.

Quill scoffs, "If it's with the Collector, then it's not safe. Only an idiot would give that man a stone." "Or a genius."

Gamora steps closer to Beyla, "How do you know he's not going for one of the other Stones?"

"There are six stones out there. Thanos already has the Power Stone because he stole it last week when he decimated Xandar. He stole the Space Stone from me when he destroyed my ship and slaughtered half my people. The Time and Mind Stones are safe on Earth. They're with the Avengers."
"The Avengers?"
"Earth's Mightiest Heroes." Mantis gasps, "Like Kevin Bacon?"
Thor ponders for a beat, "He may be on the team. I don't know. Haven't been there in a while. As for the Soul Stone, well, no one's ever seen that. No one even knows where it is. Therefore, Thanos can't get it. Therefore, he's going to Knowhere. Hence, he'll be getting the Reality Stone. You're welcome."

"Then we have to go to Knowhere now."
"Wrong. Where we have to go, is Nivadellir. Beyla will go with you to assist."

"Nidavellir is real? Seriously? I mean, that place is a legend. They make the most powerful, horrific weapons to ever torment the Universe. I would very much like to go there, please." Thor smiles, "The rabbit is correct, and clearly the smartest among you. Only Eitri the dwarf king can make me the weapon I need." Thor stares down at Rocket, "I assume you're the captain, sir?" Rocket smirks, "You're very perceptive."

"You seem like a noble leader. Will you join me on my quest to Nivadellir?"
"Lemme just ask the captain. Wait for a second, it's me! Yeah, I'll go." Thor grins, "Wonderful."

Rocket nods, making the plan, "I got it figured out. We got two ships, and a large assortment of morons. So me and Groot will go with the pirate-angel here, and the morons will go to Knowhere to try and stop Thanos. Cool? Cool." Thor nods getting into the pod, "So cool."

Beyla stomps her foot, "NOT COOL! You're just going to leave me here?" Thor looks to his sister-in-law with sad eyes. "Beyla. We have to use all the sources we have. He needs to be stopped." Beyla glares at him, "We need to get Loki back." "He's gone, Beyla! The least we can do is give them the honor of Thano's death."

Thor rips gaze away from Beyla, directing towards the group. "I bid you farewell and good luck, morons. Bye."