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C224 Spider-Man
🕑 Added 2023-01-22 21:21:27 +0000 UTCOutside of the Palace, Asgardian soldiers did their best to defend against the Dark Elf invasion, though it seemed to be a losing battle.
Thanks to the surprise attack and the destruction of the barrier, Asgard’s forces were caught completely off guard, leading to a sporadic and rather weak response, which completely crippled Asgard’s military.
Though, one man has been fighting back successfully while slowly building up Asgard’s forces.
“Follow me!” Heimdall exclaimed as he leaped off of a bridge and landed on one of a dozen small ships, digging his golden sword into it.
Seconds later, countless Asgardian soldiers followed him down, attacking the other ships with spears.
Due to the sudden damage, each ship spiraled out of the air and crash-landed under the bridge.
Of course, Heimdall and his soldiers managed to jump off just in time, landing a few meters away from the crash site.
“Keep moving!” Heimdall ordered, but before they could leave, loud humming filled the air and a huge shadow dwarfed the group of soldiers.
Looking up, Heimdall found a giant Dark Elf Harrow ship floating above them, as hundreds of smaller assault ships shot out, circling their location menacingly.
“Sir, what do we do?” A fearless Asgardian warrior asks, ready to die for his people.
“...” Heimdall remained silent as he watched each and every assault ship prepare to fire in their direction.
*Creak...*
Just as the ships were about to let loose, a loud creaking sound filled the air.
“What is that?” A soldier asks as the giant ship above them twists and turns.
In a matter of moments, the menacing ship folds in on itself and explodes, knocking the smaller assault ships backward, which causes them to fire their attacks everywhere but Heimdall and his soldiers.
Many of the ships actually shot each other, cutting their numbers in half in an instant.
“He’s really showing off, isn’t he?” A metallic voice mutters as a red and gold armored man shot overhead, toward the surviving ships.
A smile formed on Heimdall's lips as Iron Man hovered in the air and fired a bright beam from his chest, destroying dozens of ships with a single turn of his body.
“Now who’s showing off?” Another voice comments as two men float over to Tony.
One balding and the other in a metal helmet.
The balding one closed his eyes for a moment and seconds later the remaining Dark elf pilots passed out in their ships.
Instantly, the remaining smaller ships spiraled out of the air, crash-landing in fiery balls of smoke.
“Okay, that was definitely showing off.” Magneto says as he looks at Charles with a smirk on his face.
“Hey... where’s Fury?” Tony asks as he looks around, finding Heimdall and his group down below.
“Who knows.” Charles says with a shrug.
“He’s probably skulking around somewhere.” Erik comments offhandedly.
“Avengers! Thank you for your assistance!” Heimdall calls out, drawing their attention downward.
“You know us?” Charles asks in confusion.
“Yes, but now may not be the right time for this...” Heimdall nods as he turns to see countless other elven ships headed their way.
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In the palace, Thor and his Einherjar guards finished subduing the prisoners and immediately rushed to combat the invading Elven forces.
Just as they were leaving the prison, which was now locked up tightly, a towering figure stood in Thor's path.
“Who might you be?” Thor asks as the ugly monstrous form of Algrim comes into view, grunting like an angered animal.
“Aaarrgggh!” Roaring like a mad dragon, Algrim runs over to Thor and his men, shaking the palace floor with every pounding stomp.
“All of you go on ahead. I’ll take care of this thing.” Thor spins his hammer in one hand and launches forward, slamming it down on the monster's chest with a loud bang.
Though, to Thor’s absolute shock and surprise, the impact did absolutely nothing to Algrim, as if Mjolnir was a movie prop made of foam.
“How?” Thor uttered as a giant fist smacked into his face, launching him backward toward the Einherjar guards, who haven’t left yet.
“Your Majesty!” They exclaimed as Thor smashed into them, knocking the armored men to the floor.
“...” Thor spat out some blood as he rose to his feet, turning to his disheveled soldiers. “Go back and find another way around.”
“But your Majesty...” One of his men spoke up.
“Leave!” Thor commands as lightning dances from his hammer to his body, covering him in winding streams of blue energy.
Seeing their Kings real power appear, the Einherjar army reluctantly turn and flee through the prison, where they would find another way out and assist the army outside.
“Grrr...” The mutated Dark Elf growls and stomps over to Thor, who checked one last time to make sure his men have left, before giving all of his attention to the beast coming his way.
“If strength isn’t enough, let’s try lightning...” Thor said as storm clouds rolled in and covered the palace.
In the face of Thor’s impressive light show, Algrim simply roars once again and rushes forward like a p*ssed rhino.
On the other hand, Thor remained unmoving as the lightning on himself gathered at the end of his hammer.
“Take this!” Thor swung Mjolnir forward, launching all of the built up energy at his opponent.
Of course, the stampeding monster had no thought of dodging, so the beam hit him square in the stomach, slowing his charge but certainly not stopping him.
“!” Seeing that he didn’t have enough power, Thor pulled on the storm clouds above and slammed Mjolnir to the palace floor.
Instantly, all of the lightning outside came together to form a huge pillar, which crashed down through the palace rooftop.
Tearing through the palace floor by floor, the pillar of energy hit Algrim, completely covering his hulking body.
“Aaaaaaaagghh!” The monstrous elf screamed in agony, as its body was quickly torn apart from the sheer amount of energy that enveloped it.
...
Once the lightning pillar cleared, nothing was left of Algrim but the dust that floated in the air where he once stood.
Thor, on the other hand, collapsed to the floor, exhausted and breathing heavily with sweat pouring down his body.
Never before has he wielded that much lightning at a single time.
“That was... a lot...” Thor muttered as he took a minute to catch his breath.
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“Are you dead?” Peter asks as Malekith jumps to his feet, glaring hatefully in his direction. “What? You aren't still mad about the Aether thing, are you?”
“I will rip you open and take back what belongs to me!” Malekith seethed as the wound on his head from the anvil healed, closing completely in a matter of moments. “Darkness shall return!”
“I’d rather not...” Peter comments as Malekith held out his hand with a serious look on his face. “?”
As a few seconds passed, Peter watched as Malekith’s expression contorted and strained from whatever he was doing.
“You okay?” Peter asks as he wondered whether he may have given the guy brain damage.
“How is this possible...” Malekith stared at Peter in shock. “The Aether won’t respond... What did you do!?”
Due to his close understanding of the Aether, which he built up through thousands of years of use, Malekith should have been able to control the red sludge inside of Peter's body.
Though sadly for him, the Aether wasn’t responding to his call whatsoever.
No matter how hard Malekith tried to rip the Aether from Peter's chest or possibly pull it out through his mouth, nose, eyes and ears, the Aether didn’t budge a single centimeter.
As if it found a new master...
“Maybe it likes me more?” Peter said with a shrug. “I would like me more too. After all, you abandoned the poor little goo for 5,000 years. I’m tearing up just thinking about it...”
Instantly, a tissue appeared in Peter's hand, which he used to jokingly wipe under the eyes of his mask.
“...” Malekith boiled in anger as his teeth ground together. “I will not allow-”
Just as he was speaking, a train whistle echoed through the room, surprising the Elven King.
“Huh?” Malekith turned to see a bright light on his face.
*Splat!*
A huge Harry Potter-style train came out of nowhere and barreled through the room, hitting Malekith head on at full speed.
“I wonder where that came from?” Peter says sarcastically as he felt a considerable pull on the Aether’s energy. ‘Maybe I should keep things small from now on...’
After hitting Malekith and sending him into a nearby wall, the train crumbled into nothing and disappeared.
“Hey, you aren’t dead this time, right?” Peter asks as a bloody Malekith falls from the wall and begins to crawl in his direction.
“I won’t let you have it...” He says in a raspy voice. “The Aether belongs to me...”
“Alright, this is just getting sad now.” Peter comments as he opens a portal under Malekith, who was too beaten to retaliate. “Have a nice bath in the sun. I’m sure it’s warm.”
A/N: 1517 words :)
Comments
KingSpy25i .
It made me laugh so much and when I read that part 🤣 I immediately imagined his distorted theme song.
Byakoo
GOD THE TRAIN!!!!😂😂😂😂
