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C115 Spider-Man
🕑 Added 2022-10-05 01:57:56 +0000 UTCAs Peter left Thor in poverty with his shitty living conditions and low-paying job, he couldn’t help but feel bad for the guy.
Was it necessary to give him such poor housing along with a low-paying job? No, but this would be a quicker way to rehabilitate the spoiled prince of Asgard.
Thor wasn’t just the prince of a place here on earth, where you get born with a golden spoon in your mouth and live like a billionaire for your whole life.
No, Asgard is one of, if not the strongest and most advanced Kingdoms in the whole universe.
Thor was born with a godlike power and a diamond encrusted platinum spoon in his mouth. He needed to be taken down countless pegs in order to see things from a normal person's perspective.
Living life as a coddled godly prince since birth certainly won’t make a well-rounded person, which is the reason why Peter is doing all of this.
After returning the car to the Shield base at the crater, Peter explained to Fury and Coulson about what he did before returning home. It was pretty late by this time, so May was already fast asleep.
Plopping down on the couch, Peter placed Mjølnir on the coffee table and just stared at it in silence.
Peter never thought that he would be worthy of the standards that Odin set, but here he is as the new wielder of Mjølnir. This is the dream of many marvel fans back in his original world, and he was living every second of it.
After staring at the hammer for a good while, Peter came to a saddening conclusion.
‘I’ll have to give it back when Thor is ready...’ Peter knew it.
There’s no way that Odin would make it so his son can’t take his hammer and powers back. After all, this whole ordeal is to teach Thor a well-deserved lesson.
Once that lesson is learned, Peter was sure that the hammer would default back to Thor.
To test his logic, Peter took the hammer in hand and opened a portal to Kamar-Taj. He, obviously, isn’t an expert in Asgardian Enchantments, so a more skilled hand was needed to analyze what Odin did to Mjølnir.
Stepping out of his portal, Peter expected to appear in the same room where he met the Ancient One for the first time, but instead, he arrived in some sort of waiting room
Taking a closer look, Peter found that there were no windows, doors, or any other ways out of the room. Using some spells to check what was happening, Peter came to the conclusion that he was trapped in some sort of prison dimension. The whole dimension was nothing but this small waiting room.
‘Weird, did I trigger something at Kamar-Taj?’ Peter questioned as this has never happened before.
Using his sling ring, Peter tried to open another portal but that seemed to be impossible.
“Well, sh*t...” Peter thought as he took a seat on the couch.
“Sh*t, indeed.” A familiar voice appeared in the room.
Looking across from him, Peter found the Ancient One seated there with her legs crossed in all of her grand baldness.
“Your body and energy signature has changed.” The Ancient One says as she snaps her fingers and teleports them both out of the dimension and into a room with a similar setup back in Kamar-Taj. “Would you like to explain why?”
“It’s good to see you too, teacher.” Peter says with mock annoyance. “I’ve been good. Thanks for asking. Yes, you have been ignoring me for a while. I accept your apology.”
The Ancient One has been keeping her distance and acting differently towards Peter ever since he offered her a place in the Avengers.
“...” The Ancient One just stares at Peter, ignoring his tangent and waiting for a reply to her earlier question.
“Fine, be that way...” Peter mutters as he tosses Mjølnir into his teacher's lap with a vindictive smile on his face.
Assessing the hammer with a glance while it was mid-air, the Ancient One instantly knew what was happening and teleported herself to the spot next to Peter on the couch.
*Crunch! Boom!*
As she disappeared, the hammer fell and tore through her chair and smashed into the ground, breaking the flooring.
“That wasn’t very nice...” The Ancient One gives Peter an unamused look.
Calling Mjølnir back, the hammer flew from the broken flooring and into Peter's waiting hand.
“Well, neither is ignoring your loving student.” Peter says as he holds the hammer in front of her. “This is Thor Odinson’s hammer, Mjølnir.”
“I’ve gathered that already.” She says as she eyes the writing on the hammer. “Why do you have it?”
Peter has been messing with her desired timeline all this time and she didn’t like it. Though this move of his will certainly change things immensely. Especially if he tries to keep the Hammer.
The reason she has been ignoring Peter is the fact that she hasn’t decided whether or not to change all of her carefully laid plans. After all, the Ancient One has spent hundreds of years preparing the perfect timeline for earth and the surrounding universes well-being.
“It landed in New Mexico a few days ago.” Peter says as he places Mjølnir on the couch between them. “I saw the enchantment so I tested my luck.”
“Hmm, are you keeping it?” She asks, hoping he would say no.
“We’ll see.” Peter replies with a smirk.
He had an idea of what she was thinking and knew this answer would annoy her, which he would gladly do.
“I just want to know everything this enchantment does, so I came to my beautiful bald teacher.” Peter continues.
“Right...” The Ancient One says as she moves her hand slightly, causing the hammer to float in front of her and the enchantments to shine.
As she does this, not only do the runes that Peter saw earlier brighten, but new writing appears just below as well. After a moment of silence, the Ancient One speaks.
“It has some fail safes.” She says as she points to the writing and begins to explain.
Basically, as Peter expected, once Thor goes through his tribulation and learns his lesson, he would get priority in the use of Mjølnir and his powers would return to him as well.
Sadly, Peter would lose his cool new power up sooner or later.
“I thought so...” Peter says as he takes the hammer back.
“Have you met Thor yet?” She asks.
“Yep, I helped him get a job at a diner in New Mexico and a place to stay in a nearby motel.” Peter says, causing his teacher to raise a questioning eyebrow.
“You have the prince of Asgard staying in a motel in New Mexico?” The Ancient one asks in disbelief.
“You mean King and yes. His father sent him here to learn a lesson, so I thought I would lend a helping hand.” Peter says with a smile as the Ancient Ones eyebrows raise slightly.
“You are changing a lot.” She says, knowing that Peter knew of her plans and how he was ruining them.
“Well, I try my best.” Peter says with an infuriating smile. “Your only choice is to join up with me and the Avengers.”
“You’re really making it hard on me, aren’t you?” She says with a pronounced frown on her face.
“Once again, I try my best.” Peter repeats. “You should come to the Avengers Tower sometime and look around. You might take a liking to it. I can guarantee you a spot on the Council once you join as well.”
“I’ll think about it...” The Ancient One replies with her usual answer.
“No, don’t think. Just do what you want.” Peter says with an exasperated sigh. “You keep thinking that everything needs hundreds of years of planning and thought. It doesn’t. You don’t need to work alone and pull the strings from the background. You can step into the front and take charge. You don’t need to die...”
“...” The Ancient One just sat there and looks at him in shock.
She knew that Peter had some future knowledge, but she didn’t know that it went so deep as to know of her death.
“I’m sorry that I’ve been keeping my distance.” She mutters for just a moment before disappearing from the room, leaving Peter sitting there all alone.
“You can’t keep running from your problems!” Peter yells to the empty room, knowing she can probably still hear him wherever she went.
A/N: 1440 words :)
