Among The Stars ✰ Thor Odinson

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"Run"

"This is the Asgardian refugee vessel Satesman."

"I'll hold them off! You need to leave now"

"We are under assault."

"Milena I am not taking off without you. You won't survive."

"I repeat, we are under assault."

"Making sure that these life boats get out of here safely is what matters.Val please, this is our only chance, your people matter more than anything right now, they need you. We don't have much time. I need to at least try and save the other half"

"The engines are dead, life support failing."

"...fine."

"Requesting aid from any vessel within range."

Sparks flying. Weapons clashing. The people of Asgard screaming.

"We are 22 jump points out of Asgard."

This had to be some sick nightmare.

"Our crew is made up of Asgardian families. We have very few soldiers here."

Why was this happening?

"This is not a warcraft. I repeat, this is not a warcraft."

The smell of blood and death.

It had all happened in the blink of an eye. Too fast to comprehend. Loki, Thor, and Milena stood together with the hope of a new and exciting future. Then, the assault began. shaking the entire spacecraft as the forcefield barely shielded them from their inevitable doom.

It was all a blur, she had led what was spared of the Asgardian population to an escape ship, one she was also supposed to be on. However, she couldn't bring herself to leave. With so many people still on board, along with Thor and Loki, Milena forced Valkyrie into the pod and away far away from Thanos.

Milena could barely remember what had happened after that. Milena desperately fought, to save whoever was left in the ship, only to be hilariously overpowered. Next thing she knew, her ears were ringing, her head pounding, and she was coming in and out of consciousness.

Milena panted roughly where she laid on her stomach, the taste of blood was fresh in her mouth. A cut above her eyebrow bled profusely, Another on her side, her ankle either broken or sprained, she couldn't tell. The flames from the destruction that fell upon the ship licked dangerously close, scorching her cape and clothes.

Milena shakily lifted her head to the right, where she could see Heimdall on the ground, gasping in pain as he held the wound on his side.

"Hear me and rejoice." A voice began as the being with the grotesque face walked between the two of them, they reached out as best as they could with their pain, trying and failing to do anything. "You have had the privilege of being saved by the Great Titan."

Milena sobbed as the figure stepped over countless dead bodies, children, soldiers, those from Sakaar who had come to save them, Calder.

"You may think this is suffering. No... It is salvation. Universal scales tip toward balance, because of your sacrifice."

Another of their attackers held a spear and looked down at a man leaning against the wall and without thinking, plunged it through his chest, ending him easily.

"Smile." The deep voice rang "For even in death, you have become Children of Thanos."

Loki stood in the midst of it all, amongst Thanos' followers. Watching emotionless as the being walked past him. He turned back to the Titan in front of him.