O L D F R I E N D S
O L D F R I E N D S
FIVE YEARS AGO // ALASKA
"What does an Asgardian know of justice?"
Thor mentally chastised himself as he let go of the trolls wrist, now grabbing his axe with his two hands he lunged in a stab as the central troll pushed forward. The sharpened pommel caught the troll in the throat, blood spurted out catching Thor in the face. Pulling the weapon out to the side, the troll's head flopped lazily. Followed by the rest of his body.
Panic struck the faces of the remaining three.
Thor spat blood as he picked himself up off the ground, while two of the trolls had assailed him the third had thrown a boulder hitting him square in the face. Standing up, and steadying himself he looked around for his foes who appeared to be climbing their way out in leaps and bounds. "I say thee nay-"
He threw Jarnbjorn at the nearest troll, it missed and lodged itself into the nearby wall. Swearing at himself he jumped up, working his way to grab the axe. Meanwhile, Trolls threw stones down at him as they continued to climb and get away.
Finally reaching the axe, Thor secured it on his back as he pushed his way up higher and higher. When he reached the top he saw the three Trolls running, pulling Jarnbjorn from his back he tossed it, it spun in the air in a curve. Striking one of the trolls in the back, he fell. Digging deep Thor pushed himself onwards, clouds rushed and billowed chasing after him as he ran for his axe. The other trolls didn't even turn for the third, huffing and panting as they continued to sprint away from the chasing Asgardian. Pulling his weapon from a trolls corpse Thor leapt up into the air, axe over his head he brought it down to the ground. Lightning struck it and lanced out from the ground, knocking one of the running trolls of his feet.
Thor ran straight passed him, he was down and thus no longer a threat. It wouldn't be honourable to add further injury, he would return for him shortly.
There was a rumbling ahead as a cloud of dust, snow and ice exploded. A ship emerged from the ice, the troll jumping onboard. Hail began to pour from the heavens above, the ship raised into the air. An Asgardian Skiff
. It raised in the air before it spun and headed for the down troll, swinging his axe he missed, turning to try and head back fo the fallen troll who was unsteadily raising himself to his feet. Thor aimed for the skiff, throwing his axe, and spinning through the air. Missing the skiff entirely the axe spun off into the distance. Thor groaned in frustration as the troll aboard the skiff leaned down, clasping his hand round the arm of the troll on the ground. The two laughed as the skiff raised itself higher into the air, and up into the clouds. Thunder tolled and boomed, Thors eyes flashed blue as lightning crossed the sky in sheets and waves. After several moments passed a smoking chunk of debris fell from the clouds.
Thor sighed as he resigned himself to go find his axe, while he told himself he had warned the trolls. There had been no choice.
PRESENT DAY // TØNSBERG // NORWAY
Thor sighed as he stood up, looming over the mortal woman. "I did not mean to be so harsh, I just-"
"I understand." They lingered for a moment staring at each other before she cleared her throat. "I should, I'll go. I'll meet you out at the S.H.I.E.L.D site when you're ready?"
Thor nodded, neglecting to watch as she turned and walked away.
Tønsberg had a long-standing history with Asgard and the other eight realms upon the world tree. It had been host to invasion from Ice Giants, Trolls, Dark Elves and all manners of beings from the nine realms. Thor had called it home on many an occasion and now in the new age of heroes, it celebrated its history and connection to the Asgardian plane. What little it knew anyway. Still, new archaeological digs guided by Thor had led to new historical discoveries. While he did not primarily reside in Norway, he tended to go wherever the need took him, the city had claimed him as its own personal hero.
Walking through the streets he paused to allow several passing tourists to photograph him, he signed posters and boxes of toys. The mortals loved their material possessions, and their 'selfies'. It was always good to be fond of oneself however so he tended not to judge. There had been a time when he had been incredibly vain and arrogant. His father still was.
Excusing himself he finally made way to the research institute, passing through the doors and security with ease. After all, Thor was a familiar face here, nodding and smiling at friends and allies as he walked through the corridors he finally passed through the door that lead to Doctor Erik Selvig. Who as always was surrounded by artefacts, books, scrolls and screens. Upon hearing the door he looked up, practically jumping when he realised who it was. "Thor! I didn't expect you back so soon!"
The two approached one another, clasped hands and then pulled each other into a one-armed embrace. Releasing each other Thor smiled down at his friend. "Aye. My plan to get ahead of this year's droughts has been... delayed by events in Oslo."
Erik indicated to a nearby seat, Thor made his way and sat in it. He could feel it struggle below his weight, but it held true. "I saw that on the news. Terrible business, at least ten dead I hear."
Thor nodded. "It has been an age since I have faced a Draugr, and yet the leader spoke of another coming. One who I have faced before. I was hoping you had something more, if it is a villain I have faced before. I would like to know their name."
Selvig nodded along. "I took the liberty of pulling some files once I saw the news-"
He indicated to the mess of papers surrounding him. "-just in case you came looking for my help."
Thor smiled at his friend as Erik worked his way into the centre of the papers. "From what I can tell our Draugr friend from Oslo was from a particularly nasty group of Norsemen. They routinely went a-Viking but killed indiscriminately. Other Norse, men, women, children. Unlike other Norse Clans there seemed to be no form of system of honour, other than strength-"
Thor ground his teeth together. "I know the type well."