Eternity {𝟙𝟜} | Marvel √

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍

"HERE WE GO!" VALKYRIE ANNOUNCED.

As the Commodore neared the Devil's Anus, the five Asgardians – and Banner – were swallowed up by the towering nightmare of the blaring red, terrifying wormhole. The ship's onboard computer shorted out and the cabin fell into darkness. All around them, the hull creaked, eerie.

With their blue eyes glimmering, Lidianna and Triston reached to each other, tightly intertwining their fingers. The ship seemed to struggle to more they reached the end of the wormhole. Debris flew past them and multiple other objects.

The five Asgardians – and Banner – all looked like they were in extreme pain, as there was great concern the ship could be torn apart.

ASGARD; The plaza of Asgard, once a place of grandeur and celebration, now stopped under a foreboding sky. Dark clouds loomed overhead, swirling ominously as if reflecting the turmoil below. The air was thick with tension, the usual golden glow of Asgard's architecture muted by the oppressive gloom.

The plaza itself was vast, with intricate stonework and towering statues of past Kings and heroes. The grand fountain at its center, usually a symbol of Asgard's prosperity, now seemed to flow with a somber stillness. The once vibrant gardens that bordered the plaza were now shadowed, their colors dulled by the lack of sunlight.

Hela stood at the forefront, her presence commanding and terrifying. Her dark armor gleamed menacingly, and her eyes scanned the gathered Asgardians with a cold, calculating gaze. Beside her, Skurge loomed, his expression stern as he held his weapon at the ready.

"Asgardians," Skurge addressed the crowd, nervously speaking, feeling the low growls of Fenris behind him, Hela's giant wolf. Lady Kaarina and Princess Lidianna may have left an imprint by their white direwolves, but Sigrid and Nova were nothing in comparison to Fenris. "Some misguided soul has stolen the Bifrost sword. Tell us where it is, or there will be consequences. Bad ones."

Asgard was practically on fire. It was a smoky ruin, which Lidia and Asmund would have taken credit for, except this was all Hela's doing. It'd been several hours since Kaarina and Runa went missing, and the their anger had only grown. The rebellion had done much damage... but not what Hela had done.

Lidia and Asmund stood in the lined-up crowd of 100+ Asgardians in the large plaza, every one of them exhausted, and scared. Patrolling the perimeter were Hela's Butchers. There was no way to escape unless Kaarina showed up, or if Asmund suddenly revealed he also had magic powers, they were stuck for the moment.

"Well?"

Silence.

Hela points out someone in the crowd. Lidia.

The woman felt her heart drop. She turned to Asmund, terror filling her blue eyes as Hela's butchers approached the crowd.

"Asmund..." she murmured as the butchers took hold of her, dragging her out from the crowd.

Skurge closed his eyes and looked downward in guilt as the crowd began shouting, including Asmund.

"Lidia! No!"

"Stop!"

"Let her go!"

"No!"

Hela's butchers pulled Lidia to the steps and shoved her to the floor. A cry left her, hearing her husband's shouts and pleas behind her. Skurge turned to her as she trembled. She almost whimpered when she felt cold fingers under her chin, pulling her head up to look at Hela. Her cold eyes met hers and she tilted her head.

"You're her... the sister-in-law..." Lidia was silent, staring at the Queen defiantly. "I've been looking for you..."

"She'll come after you..."