[3] downfall ~ harry potter × marvel

1.12

"already on my way"

1.12

He awoke with a terrible headache. He looked around, completely discombobulated. What happened to him? Where was he?

Thor soon found out he was in his own bed, his chest bound in bandages. He couldn't remember why the bandages would be there. The last thing he remembered... Oh no!

His father had explained his plan to him. A life for a life. Odin would go to Valhalla to take Skyler's place. Thor recalled how Odin had closed his hands around the Tesseract and vanished into golden dust. Just like his daughter had vanished in his arms a few days prior.

Once Odin had been gone, Thor had heard someone cackle on the background. "This will be even more easy now," the voice had said, and Thor had recognized it as Garth Dickonson's voice. He'd turned around and faced the man.

He'd felt a sharp sting in the arm with which he held Mjolnir. Purple sparks had engulfed him, just before his memory went blank. Thor figured Dickonson had taken control over his mind – yet something had released him from his prison. How? At what cost?

With a strained groan, Thor sat up straight.

"My Prince!" A guard at the inside of his door jumped up from his chair.

Thor chuckled lowly. "Fell asleep during your duty, Vidar?" His own personal guard bowed his head and smiled at him.

"Afraid so, my Prince. I shall announce Her Majesty the Queen of your awakening at once. Much has happened during your absence." The guard bowed again and left the room.

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Her tunic fit her perfectly! The tight leggings and high boots were both a dark brown colour, just like the skirt that went just a little over her knees. The bodice she wore over it consisted of a jacket that was just as long as her skirt, with an opening on her front. The jacket had an ombre-effect from up to down... her shoulders and colar were a dark red, that slowly changed into the same colour as the rest of her attire.