THOR'S P.O.V.
"Fear not, for you are found. You are home, and there is no going back. No one leaves this place. But what is this place? The answer is Sakaar. Surrounded by cosmic gateways, Sakaar lives on the edge of the known and unknown. It is the collection point for all lost and unloved things. Like you. But here on Sakaar, you are significant. You are valuable. Here, you are loved." A computer spoke to me as I was strapped to a chair and zoomed towards a light. I let out a scream that died quickly. My eyes were wide and I looked around confused. Where am I? What happened? Questions flitted through my head. A weird man on a throne was sitting in front of me petting a gigantic familiar snow-white wolf the size of Hulk. My brows furrowed together as my muddled brain tried to figure out how I knew the wolf.
"What have you brought me today Scraper 142?" Asked the guy. He looked like a bigger weirdo than the Man of Iron. "He's magnificent.... it is a he. right?"
"It is." Whoever this chick replied.
I tuned out for the most part until the Grandmaster waved his hand and I spotted my brother simultaneously, "Loki? Loki! LOKI!!" I called to him.
The man in question walked over and shook his head hissing, "Shhh! Be quiet." He waved his hands dramatically.
I raised my eyebrow, oblivious to my brother's begging me to ignore him. I was like a big golden retriever when I saw him. I was excited to see someone I knew and hopeful that he could possibly help me. "Who was that wolf?"
Loki gave me a sad look, "...Lilly."
"Whaaat??" I exclaimed.
Before he could answer the Grandmaster interrupted, "Do you know this... Lord of Thunder?" He directed the question to my brother.
"No-"
"Yes!" I interrupted him before he could continue, "We are brothers!"
LILLY'S P.O.V.
I padded into the massive room I shared with the equally as massive green Hulk. I growled a greeting and licked his hand as I passed him and fell heavily onto my bed.
"Puppy alright?" Asked Hulk giving me a concerned expression.
I yawned largely, my tongue stretching from my mouth, replying by a gentle wag of my tail and then I closed my eyes.
"You okay? Can Hulk make better?" Hulk asked.
I huffed a small laugh and licked him showing him everything was okay and the big green teddy bear happily walked off playing with his armor and weapons.
Two more hours until the big match between me and whoever the grandmaster wants. I usually open for Hulk and he comes out halfway through my match to join me. Then we finally get to smash things and the child is happy. And... by child, I mean whatever Hulk is. Though... I can't really say much because I am just a gigantic wolf. So...
I stood up and began to pace. An hour and a half. Could time be any slower??
One hour. Come on hurry up!!
Half an hour. Finally, some guards came in to help get Hulk and I into our suits of armor.
We were lead to the waiting room and where we would wait for another twenty minutes. I grinned wolfishly at Hulk, dancing between my paws bloodthirstily excited to for the fight that would come soon.
Then, finally, the gates lifted and I heard the crowd and the announcer saying Fenris. I bounded out snarling viciously, my adrenaline running high. Who I was fighting looked to be the man who just came in Via my friend who smelled like alcohol.
Speaking of scents, the man smelled really familiar. But, a jolt from my shock collar jerked me into action. I snarled viciously and pounced at the man who dodged, rolling away. "Lilly!" He yelled up at me backing up, "Come on young Stark. I know you are in there somewhere. It's me! Uncle Thor! Come on. I am not going to fight you!"
I huff a laugh at his words that I barely comprehended. I lunged sinking my teeth into his arm. He cried out in pain and struggled, prying my jaws open so he could escape. He quickly moved away shaking his head as the announcer boomed over the stadium, "...And, as always we introduce Fenris's partner in crime......... The amazing... the incredible.... HULK!!"
The crowd went wild as Hulk burst through the gate sending a showering of rubble skittering everywhere. He roared and amped up the crowd. I bound to his side and make a rumbling growl nudging his hand. He grinned, "Not now. Smashing time!" He lumbered forward and I hung back circling the two keeping an eye on the man known as Thor readying myself to aid Hulk as much as I can.
"YES!"
This shout startled both Hulk and I and we both gave Thor a very confused expression. I growl, pressing my ears to my skull in an aggressive stance. Hulk tilted his head but kept his fighting stance.
"I KNOW HIM! WE WORK TOGETHER!! HULK, BUDDY!" He grinned wildly.
My nose twitched in confusion and I tilted my head. My ears flopped a little and I sniff at Thor. My tail began to wag a little as he extended his hands for me and Hulk. Then ZAP! I tense and look away snarling. Bad memories were attached to each zap. It hurt and what snippets I could remember started to send me into a berserker like rage. More snarls burst from my maw as I heard Thor getting smashed. I whirl around and charge in to attack Thor. I lunge in and bite his already injured arm, shake him wildly then toss him hard to Hulk who batted him out of the air like a fly. He slammed into the ground with a painful sounding grunt.
Suddenly, lightning began to dance around him as he laid there and he stood up. Lighting began to strike and crackle. My fur stood up and I backed up. I growl nervously. The crowd began to chant, "Thunder, Thunder, Thunder!!" Over and over again.
Somehow my back left paw slipped and I fell onto the arena ground. I realized a lightning bolt had hit it. I howl in pain and Hulk freaked out. "YOU HURT PUPPY!" And, then he slammed Thor into the ground, bounded up and jumped feet into the air. He rocketed towards the already down Thor and slammed his fist into him. The crowd cheered at our victory and I felt my consciousness fading as I fainted.
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