POWER: A Tale of Greatness

CHAPTER 46

Six hours earlier...

Dragged on a rugged path, Thor woke up from a sleep he never intended to have. His head is clouded by a fog of thoughts, causing disarray in his decisions in his fight prior.

"I can remember..."

"Gungnir!"

Suddenly, a haze filled the air, blinding his perception, causing his attack to miss striking him with Ryu's attack. He smashed into the wall behind and suspiciously fainted.

"I was wounded by that strike and fell victim to my own weakness?" His head hangs with no resistance, swinging as two samurai tug him forth. Thor frustratedly clenched his jaws, the only muscle he could move. He moved his eyes around. "A mere scratch yet my body could not move an inch, not even the end of my fingertips could twitch!"

They dragged him upstairs until he felt the rough corners of the stairs turn into hard, smooth, flooring. Thor gets flung over the hard floor, smashing his face on it and finally giving in his last remaining hold to consciousness.

Thor opened his eyes a vast green field lay ahead of him, "Asgard, a dream?" the only words his lips were able to utter out in his confusion and disbelief. However, before he could process the thoughts he had, a familiar voice softly spoke behind him. "You have aged into a great, wonderful prince you were always meant to become."

The God of Thunder quickly turns, and there standing before him is the woman who became the reason why he is who he stands right now, "Minka." She stood against the towering palace of Gold—Asgard, his home.

"Oh, my prince... the honor of witnessing your growth would be far beyond the time I had in the mortal world, but it would have been enough to make me perish with a smile on my lips." Minka approached Thor after noticing his struggle to move from his footing. "I came to remind you..." she reached for the hand of the prince now the size of a child, she smiled. "...you saved me once, a mere servant, I believe you can save our world just the same."

"No, I have failed you."

The cracking voice of a boy that is about to cry utters right before Minka, so she kneels and wipes the young boy's tears before she ends her statements with, "Remember who you are..."

Her image began to dissipate and the world turned dark once more, and as if turning upside-down.

"Thor."

ZAP!

Thor woke up with his body charging with immense electrical discharge, though filled with strength, he couldn't care less for he was bound with thick chains on his arms and legs, hung upside-down. His power surge subsides after seeing the gap between him and the bars of thick iron on his face. However might see him would inform those of high ranks, he must be careful, plan, and strategize.

No words leave his lips. Though in pain, he is calm. His sweat drips from the ends of his blonde hair, reddish after diluting the dried blood off his skin.

Footsteps came, closing in rapid succession, he sniffed, they were the same individuals that carried him earlier. Immediately after he closed his eyes, a loud bang echoed after a hard object hit the metal bars that separated him from freedom.

"Wake up, plains dweller!"

The two samurai bound his wrists and feet with larger chains and immediately dragged his weakened body back to the bright surface world. As his eyes adjusted, Thor noticed how long he had been asleep, "Afternoon?"

"Silence! Shindou-sama is approaching!" The samurai kicks the back of his knee, forcing him to kneel.

"Your faces, I will remember them." Thor grins as his head hangs toward the gravity, but neither of the two dares reply.