Dame Fortune |thor|

Chapter 2

Nona

I'm unsure how many years went by since I left Kayornia. I stayed with Thanos until he realized I couldn't decipher his destiny with the infinity stones once I became entwined with it. He tossed me to a trash planet called Sakaar where I was captured and sold to the Grandmaster to be one of his fighters.

As of how long I've been with the Grandmaster, I really had no sense of knowing. Time on Sakaar worked differently than time anywhere else. I knew it was a long time.

A while after I arrived, Hulk arrived. Until Hulk came, I was undefeated. Hulk quickly became the team favorite after my loss which normally followed with death. But the Grandmaster took a liking to me and asked me to be a scavenger. I agreed — being a scavenger was better than being dead. I might have still been his prisoner, but it wasn't so bad — being enslaved to capture different aliens and creatures to fight in the Grandmasters ring.... okay so, it is pretty bad when you say it like that. But the Grandmaster treated us well and I had a good friendship with the green giant and Valkyrie. Korg was pretty fun too — if I ever got the chance, I would definitely save Korg from this place.

"Hulk wins," Hulk said, slamming his hand on the table.

"No!" I exclaimed. "Hulk does not win, I clearly won!"

"Tiny goddess looses," Hulk said with a laugh.

"No I really don't think you understand how this game works," I said. "I won!"

"Playing cards with the big guy again?" Valkyrie asked, entering the room. "When will you learn, Nona?"

I chuckled and shrugged. "Someday I have hope he'll learn."

"Never," mumbled Hulk causing Valkyrie and I to chuckle.

"I get it," I said. "You do this just to piss me off."

Hulk laughed, nodding his head.

"Grandmaster wants you Nona," Valkyrie said.

"You caught someone?" I asked. "Without me?!"

"Don't sound so surprised," Valkyrie said with a smirk. "Let's not remember who caught the big guy."

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I followed Valkyrie to where the Grandmaster held his trial things. My eyes quickly landed on the god with black hair and green eyes who sat trapped to the chair.

I gasped, running to kneel in front of Loki. He leaned back uncomfortably.

"Hey! Nona what are you doing?" Grandmaster asked.

"It's Loki!" I exclaimed. I pinched his cheek and his face to make sure it was really the god of mischief.

"Get her off of me," Loki said, moving his head around.

"Just read him Nona," Grandmaster said. "You're so weird."

I cupped his face in my hands to hold him still, my thumbs on his temples.

"What are you —"

I saw his memories flash before my eyes. I saw him falling into an abyss, landing on some planet, being tortured by Thanos' people, leading the aliens to Earth and stealing the tesseract and everything leading up to how he got to sit right here.

"He's lost," I said. "Very emotionally scarred —"

"I beg your pardon?"

"Not a warrior," I said. "Not to say he isn't strong — he is. Just not your kind of warrior."

"What should we do with him?" Grandmaster asked.

I thought for a moment, taking Loki in. I spent hundreds of years watching him and his brother I never thought that I would ever meet either of them. I shrugged.

"Can I fight him?" I asked.

"What?! No!" Loki said. "I am a prince of —"

"Oh trust me," I said with a grin. "I know exactly who you are."

"You just said he isn't one of my fighters," Grandmaster said.

"Just once?" I asked. "Doesn't even have to be public."

"I will not fight you," Loki said.

"Why because I'm a girl?" I asked. "Because this girl could end you in just a second."

Loki gave an impressed look. "No," he said. "You haven't done anything to provoke me."

The Grandmaster hummed. "You're right — not a gladiator. What else do you know about him?"

"Loki, frost giant taken in by Odin, god of mischief and prince of Asgard," I explained. "He doesn't have a home. Nothing worth going back to."

"Ouch," Loki said. "He is right here."

The Grandmaster hummed, staring intently at Loki. "No one to come looking for him?"

"No one alive," I said.

"Laying it on thick aren't we," Loki asked.

"He's good," the Grandmaster said, the restraints coming off.

Loki let out a sigh, rubbing his wrists. "Hardly a way to treat your guests."

"Nona, find him a room."

I nodded and began walking, Loki following behind me. "So, you're really Loki?"

"Fan I take it?" Loki asked.

"For the most part," I answered.

"You're referring to the attack on New York as to why you wouldn't be a fan, I suppose?"

"You didn't have a choice," I said. "You're not that attack. And I said for the most part — you're ego is big enough as it is without me saying I'm a fan."

I smirked back at him as we approached a room. "Here you are, Mr. Loki."

"I prefer prince," Loki said with a smirk.

"You're not getting a prince out of me," I said, patting his shoulder before leaving him.

"Do you think," Loki said, stopping me in my tracks. "Do you think this place makes for a good home."

I hesitated, thinking of my answer. "This isn't a home. Maybe it could be for you — but for many, including myself, it's a prison. My home will forever be on Fraygard."

"Fraygard?" Loki asked with a chuckle. "I hate to burst your bubble there but Fraygard is a myth."

"I was born on Fraygard," I said. "I promise you it isn't a myth. It's beautiful — my mom is waiting for me to come home. I have hope that one day I will. Enjoy you're life here on Sakaar — because you won't be able to leave."