Its your duty

Sakaar

Jenna landed from the bifrost, well, she didn't really land. She tumbled out because no one was controlling it. Where was Heimdall? He would never leave Asgard, would he?

Everything was silent. No lively atmosphere that there usually was, this time it was eerie and dull. The golden castle now had a grey tinge to it, the flowers in the garden were dying, even the rainbow bridge lost its flare. Jenna's heart was in her mouth as she pushed open the doors to the palace. What had happened to Asgard?

Where was Thor? Where was Loki?

As the doors opened, Jenna gasped and held in a scream of terror. The throne room was littered with deceased bodies. In the centre of the room were four in particular. Sif, Fandral, Hogun and Volstaag. Jenna rushed over to them, cradling Sif's still body in her arms, her thumb rubbing her cheek, her tears falling onto her pale face, looking for every glimmer of life that was still in here. But there was none. Asgard had lost its finest warriors.

"Sif. Sif, please, no, no. Wake up! Please Sif." Tears ran down her face, she didn't know Sif that well, but she was a fearless warrior and highly respected. Jenna softly lay her limp body down and stood to assess more damage.

The scene reminded her of the final battle of the Valkyrie. The bodies everywhere.
A slow clapping sequence commenced behind her. She slowly turned round, eyes wide in shock at who was smugly sat upon the throne.

"Bravo, you returned, you missed the show though. Oh it was a tear jerker, for anyone that liked Odin, so not many." Hela conveyed,
"I'm not dreaming again am I?"
"Oh this is one hundred percent real, but did you like your little dreams, cute weren't they?"
"Not particularly no, but what do you want Hela?" Jenna was fed up and wanted a straight answer,
"Its not what I want. It's what I deserve. I spent years in the dark wastes of Hel, fitting for my name, I know, but it was horrific, the bane of my existence. You broke your promise, everyone else's you kept, but not mine, poor old Hela, she can suffer for a few more years, while you were out there, living. Well when your father threw you over the cliff, oh that was hilarious, very entertaining on my behalf."

Jenna stayed silent, she had nothing to say, her words would be worthless anyway. So she stepped back, holding her arms out,
"If you want it, take it, no one is stopping you, cause their all dead." Jenna spun round and headed for the door, sporting a smirk on her lips.

"Sakaar." Hela shouted, "the brothers are on Sakkar."

Jenna kept walking, she had what she wanted, now all she had to do was gather her accomplices and complete her plan. She had never been to Sakaar before, but she knew Thor and Loki were there, so she had to go.

*Sakaar*

Jenna landed into a pile of rubble, colourful rubble. In the distance, she could see large buildings, made out of the colourful rubble. Sakaar was very futuristic, a planet of the future. Jenna could hear muffled noises behind her, slowly turning round she saw a group of Sakaarians staring at her. They wore odd masks and distressed clothing. There were roughly 20 of them, all now making their way towards her, weapons up.

Jenna was frightened, as they were unlike anything she had ever seen before. Her only option was to either fight them or scare them off. When they got close enough to see, her eyes turned purple and she formed a purple orb in her hand. The creatures fled, some even dropping their weapons. She picked up one of their spears to assist her journey over the large piles of rubble.

After an hour of walking, Jenna had made it to the tallest building there. It suggested that whoever was in charge of Sakaar held residency there. After twisting down many long corridors, she was met with a tall man, he had short grey hair and wore very colourful clothing. He also sported a blue line down his chin, maybe it was the fashion in Sakaar.

"Grandmaster" he held out his hand for her to shake, "pleasure to meet you, err, sorry your face doesn't ring any bells."
"I'm Jenna"
"Ahh Jenna, do you have a surname? I don't but no one else is like me." He giggled,
"Thanosdottir, thats my surname" she rolled her eyes in disgust,
"Your father's the purple guy? My brother met him not too long ago, I don't know what he wanted, haven't spoken to him since, family drift you know." He chatted away, but Jenna zoned out, staring behind him, because a certain greasy haired God appeared from behind him.

"Loki?" Jenna tilted her head, unable to tell if she was dreaming or not,
"Hello love." Jenna was over the moon to see him again, she rushed towards him and they embraced each other in a loveable hug. He was wearing a new armour, this one was blue, very different to his usual green.
"I love the new look dear" she blushed at him,
"I love love" the Grandmaster declared, creepily staring at them both,
"If your here, then where is Thor?" Jenna asked Loki, but before he could answer, another voice entered the room.

"Grandmaster! I have a new competitor for you!" She had long brown hair and was dressed in a dark grey armour. She had dragged in Thor by his cape. Jenna squinted at her, she seemed very familiar, considering she had just dragged the 'mighty' God of thunder behind her, she must be a warrior of some form.

"Ahh thank you Scrapper 142" Grandmaster thanked her,
"What happened to him, why is Thor on the floor?" Jenna asked, looking over at the Grandmaster, whilst Loki behind her was trying his best not to laugh, she shot him a look but as their eyes met they both collapsed into fits of laughter.
"Ah brother" Loki waltzed over to Thor, still on the floor, "I know you can hear me, looks like the god of thunder isn't so mighty after all hey."

"I want him to fight someone...you!" The Grandmaster pointed right at Jenna,
"Me? Why not Loki, or, or another competitor?" Jenna tried to get herself out of it,
"Oh believe me I know what Loki is capable of, but you, you show up unannounced on my planet, I want to know more about you! Tomorrow you will both duel in the arena, get some rest."

Jenna vs Thor. What could possibly go wrong?