This Isn't Quite Right

Jesus Christ is He Okay?

Thor had found it difficult to get down to the ground without dying but Mjolnir helped him with that. Come now, you amused me more when you screamed! "Screaming will not help my situation Mjolnir." Thor says pinching the bridge of his noes. Goddamnit this place is fucking cold, it's practically a blizzard here, "When is the damn sun gonna come out?" He sniffles. Never, I hope this country never sees the sun. "Why not?" The sun was a necessary part of all life, nothing could live without seeing the sun at least once. There was a quiet period, I keep forgeting that you are not from this realm, Mjolnir paused looking for the right words. This world consists of four realms which you call in your world the "seasons". Spring, Summer, Winter, and Autumn control the diffrent countries. They all consist of what the bases of the seasons are. This country is based on Winter, and like all snow it melts. He felt as cold as the ice around him, he trudged in silence until he gathered his thoughts. "So they die in the sun?" No, they just melt. They are still concious in liquid form. Some of the ice-est even survive in the sun. The breathe he'd been holding unconsciously was puffed out. He felt Mjolnir smile in his head, God knows what at.

Thor continued trudgging through the snow, the more he trudged the bleaker he thought. Maybe he was going to be stuck here in crazy land, maybe he wasn't ever going to marry Jane, and maybe never get Loki back either. Enough of that wielder. He felt something push in his mind and he couldn't quite reclaimed the thoughts he'd previously been thinking. That was scary, "Don't do that." You were not thinking healthy thoughts, I did it in your best interest. It sounded so damn earnest that Thor stopped pursuing the topic of Mjolnir messing with his head.

Thor couldn't see anything in the fucking blizzard, so he didn't see the humongous gaping pit in the ground. WIELDER?! "I'm-I'm okay." He rubbed his head "Where are we?" It was a cavern by the looks of it, a very big cavern. He looked up, the entrance was to high. "Mjolnir can you fly us out?" No. Thor frowned, he'd just been floated down to the ground with Mjolnir, why can't she (Thor at least thought it was a she) just float them up? "Okay, only way then is though the caverns.

Turn left. "Why?" Thor was starting to feel put off by how Mjolnir knew how to navigate the intricate tunnels of the cavern. Because I said so. Oh so now she was showing her true colors of being a snarky bastard, I have a creator thank you very much. Thor huffs, just as he was about to reply he froze to the spot and looked up.

It looked like a glacier had a fight with a wall and the glacier won. The glacier came out like a knife coming out of flesh, but that wasn't what drew his attention. There was a fucking man in the glacier, a fucking teen by the looks of it and all Thor thought about was how to get the kid out. If he had been a bit more rational he would've left because no one could be frozen and still be alive inside the ice, but he couldn't. It was probably because the kid reminded him of Loki and his noble sensibilities could not handle leaving a kid to rot in a glacier. He hadn't even realized that he'd been hitting it with Mjolnir and making progress (she wasn't even that big where did that power come from?) Thor heard a loud crack and large fracture line appeared on the surface, racing all the way through the ice. With one last hit the ice shattered and the boy fell only to be caught by awaiting arms. Immediately Thor checked for a pulse, for a few seconds nothing happened and then, "Oh thank God he's still alive."

GUESS WHO IT IS. This is coming out golden, also sorry for not updating I need a computer to italicize Mjolnir' s telepathic sentences. Don't worry, hopefully their will be butt tons of updates after Turkey week. Gobble gobble