Author note: it's time for everybody's favorite event. I found money, so y'all getting a new chapter.
*we start this chapter immediately after the last one. Izuku Midoriya was correct that the chosen one of the Hammer was the class B hero student, Pony Tsunotori. Pony picked up the hammer and that made them teleport out of the realms of the mortals and into the realms of the gods. Momo, Mina, and Momo were all panicking, while Izuku remained the only one cool and collective. In truth he was just as panicked as the girls but he was keeping all of that Internally with his permanent smile on his face. They just teleported out of earth, to who knows where. All 4 of them were justifyingly in a state of panic. Heimdall spoke again, again without looking at any of them.*
Heimdall: Pony Tsunotori, Izuku Midoriya. the old father is waiting for you.
Pony: For us?
*Pony asked confused and a little bit scared as he looked at Izuku who had his hands in his pockets, looking completely calm about all of this. In truth Izuku's hands were inside his pockets, so they wouldn't see him closing his hands into fists so hard that his knuckles were turning white. This was bad. This was very bad for Izuku. Why? Because didn't have his suit of armor with him, he was in civilian clothing in a strange land, and was now the weakest link in his group of 4. Izuku took a soft breath to calm down and thought on things rationally. There was one way out of this predicament and it was by the person who tossed the hammer himself.*
Izuku: I take it whoever the old father is was the one who threw the hammer. Ergo he can get us home. So! Where should we go?
Heimdall: just follow the path to the castle, there you will be meet the old father.
*Heimdall said without moving, izuku looked back at his group all of them with no real other choice, started to follow the rainbow bridge into the kingdom. Izuku was in a state of flight or fight but worse since neither was really an option for him right now. Izuku closed his eyes as he walked and tried to think what he had on his arsenal apart from his silver tongue. He had his fanny pack that inside he kept his arc reactor since Izuku brought that with him everywhere, apart from that what? Some gum and some small self defense items? He is cooked. Izuku opened his eyes, his smile mever wavering as he took his phone out and spoke to jarvis.*
Izuku: Jarvis, do you have any information on this place? Anything that's not corrupted?
Jarvis: there is quite a bit of information of this place that was not corrupted.
*Jarvis said making izuku to nod and for the rest of the group to feel a little ad ease. Sure people like Momo were curious how Izuku's computer even knew about this place, but that was a question for later. Right now, all that mattered was that they had information, and the more information they had, the better prepared they would be. So all of them, got next to izuku in a sort of line and heard what Jarvis had to say.*
Jarvis: Asgard is a small planetary body that floats in space, but it does not rotate on an axis or orbit a sun like Earth. It is connected to the other realms through the Bifrost also known as the The Rainbow Bridge, a dimensional portal guarded by the all-seeing Heimdall.
Momo: I take it that's who we just met. But what are these other realms?
*Momo asked the phone curious, also wondering how exactly is Jarvis talking to them right now, if the main computer for Jarvis in on earth, and entirely different realm. But Momo wasn't going to look a gift horse in the mouth. The truth was that there are old Stark satellites, that Stark placed in every realm that are still around, well. Mostly all of them, Hel was an absolute no go. Jarvis answered the question of Momo, as he gave the 4 kids an insight on just how not special the human race truly was.*
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