Loki: Ragnarok

Chapter 5: The Grandmaster

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"Mmm. They're wonderful. It is a she and a he?" The Grandmaster asked.

Next to his chair was Scrapper 142 who nodded. "It is a she and a he."

"Yeah. I love when you come to visit 142. You bring me just the best stuff." The Grandmaster turned to an older woman who was also standing next to the Grandmaster. "Whenever we get to talking, Topaz, about Scrapper 142 what do I always say? She is the, and it starts with a B..."

"Trash." Topaz answered.

The Grandmaster paused. "No, not trash. Were you waiting to just call her that? It doesn't start with a B."

"Booze hag." Topaz corrected.

"Uh, I'm so sorry. No, best. I was thinking about best. Cause I always say you're the best. She brought me my beloved champion, you know."

"You say that every time she's here." Topaz grumbled.

"What have you brought today? Tell me." The Grandmaster asked.

Scrapper 142 gestured to Thor. "A contender."

"What?" Thor and (Y/n) said.

"Uh-huh. And what about the she?"

Scrapper 142 shrugged. "Not sure yet. She's tough, but not sure if she could handle your beloved champion. Figured you could decide what to do with her."

"I need to go closer. I want a closer look at them." He requested.

Topaz pushed his chair along his platform bringing him closer to Thor and (Y/n). Then he gestured to Scrapper 142. "Pay this lady."

"Now just wait a damn minute. I am not for sale, and neither is she." Thor declared. He pulled at his restraints and managed to disconnect the circular bracelets around his wrists that were magnetically connected to the chair.

Scrapper 142 held up the small device and electrocuted him again.

The Grandmaster laughed. "Oh, he's a fighter."

"I take ten million."

"Tell her she's dreaming."

The Grandmaster sighed. "Oh for heaven's sakes, transfer the units."

Topaz reluctantly pressed a button on one of the cuffs around her sleeve. Scrapper 142 patted the Grandmaster's cheek as she left, and he touched the spot tenderly.

"You'll...pay for this." Thor groaned weakly.

"No, I got paid for this." She corrected as she left the room.

The Grandmaster stood from his seat and descended some stairs to come closer to Thor and (Y/n). "Here's what I wanna know. Who are you?"

"I am the God of Thunder!" Thor declared, lightening sparking between his fingers.

"Wow! I didn't hear any thunder but out of your fingers, was that sparkles?"