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Puente Antiguo – Daytime, Jane's House
Sunlight poured across the quiet town of Puente Antiguo, casting a warm golden glow over the dusty streets and low buildings. Inside Jane Foster's house, the atmosphere was unusually lively.
Thor, the once-proud God of Thunder, was doing something no one present had ever imagined seeing him do.
He was working.
With a serious expression on his face, Thor carefully carried a tray, placing cups of tea one by one in front of everyone. His movements were stiff and unfamiliar, clearly not something he was used to doing. After that, he picked up a cloth and began wiping the table, then moved on to sweeping the floor.
It was almost absurd.
A god—reduced to doing household chores.
Yet Thor did it earnestly, as if he was trying to make up for something.
Jane watched him quietly, a complicated expression on her face. She could see that Thor was trying—truly trying—to change.
Jack, however, leaned casually against the wall, watching everything unfold with a faint, almost amused smile.
"Here they come," Jack muttered under his breath, the corner of his lips lifting slightly.
"What's coming?" Jane asked curiously.
Jack immediately shrugged.
"Nothing," he replied with a smile. "Just thinking out loud. It's a habit of mine."
Jane looked at him for a moment, her eyes showing a hint of curiosity.
"Tom… you're really strange," she said softly.
Jack only smiled in response.
Nearby, Darcy leaned closer to Jane, whispering with a mischievous grin.
"Jane, have you noticed something?" she said quietly.
Jane blinked.
"What?"
"The way you're looking at Tom," Darcy said with a teasing tone. "It's different."
Jane's face instantly flushed red.
"No! Don't talk nonsense!" she said quickly.
Darcy raised her hands.
"I'm not talking nonsense," she insisted. "If you don't believe me, ask Pepper. She's been staring at you two for a while now."
All eyes turned toward Pepper.
Pepper snorted coldly and turned her face away.
Jane became even more flustered.
"It's not like that!" she said quickly.
Darcy laughed.
"You're shy! Tom, this is your chance. Opportunities like this don't come twice—you should grab it."
Jane immediately glared at Darcy.
"Say one more word and I'll tear your mouth apart," she said, half-embarrassed, half-annoyed.
"Alright, alright," Darcy said, laughing.
---
Pepper's Thoughts
Pepper sat silently nearby, her expression cold.
Inside, however, her thoughts were anything but calm.
So it's true…
Jane really is starting to like him.
The thought made her feel strangely irritated.
That scum…
That fake, disgusting man…
And yet, somehow, people were being drawn to him.
Pepper clenched her hands slightly.
Anyone who likes him must have something wrong with their brain.
She immediately shook her head internally.
None of this has anything to do with me.
Whatever he does, whoever he's with—it has nothing to do with me.
And yet…
That strange, agitated feeling refused to go away.
Why do I feel like this?
Damn it…
---
Arrival of the Warriors
Outside, on the streets of Puente Antiguo, a strange sight was attracting attention.
A group of four figures walked down the dusty road—three men and one woman.
They wore medieval armor, each carrying weapons that gleamed faintly under the sunlight. Their appearance was completely out of place in the modern world.
People stopped to stare.
Some pointed. Some whispered.
"Are they filming something?"
"Is this cosplay?"
"No… that looks too real…"
Among them, the woman stood out the most.
Her figure was elegant yet powerful, her face beautiful but sharp, with a heroic aura that made her presence impossible to ignore.
Jack's gaze shifted toward the window.
"That's Sif," he murmured quietly, a faint smile appearing on his lips.
---
Reunion
Knock! Knock! Knock!
A loud knocking sound echoed from the glass door.
A cheerful voice followed.
"I found you, my friend!"
Everyone inside turned toward the door.
For a moment, they were all stunned.
It was as if people from ancient times had suddenly stepped into the present.
Thor's eyes widened.
"It's you!"
He rushed forward excitedly and embraced one of them.
"Unbelievable…" Erik muttered in shock.
"This isn't real… right?" Darcy whispered. "Is this cosplay?"
Thor laughed loudly.
"Let me introduce them," he said proudly.
"This is Lady Sif, a warrior of Asgard."
"And these three are the Warriors Three—Volstagg, Hogun, and Fandral."
The group smiled.
"Thor, it's good to see you," Fandral said.
"But… you shouldn't have come here," Thor said, his expression turning serious.
Fandral frowned.
"Why? We came to bring you home."
Thor lowered his head.
"I can't go back," he said quietly.
"My father has died. I must remain in exile to atone for my sins."
Sif immediately shook her head.
"No, Thor. The All-Father is still alive."
Thor froze.
"What?"
His voice trembled.
"Loki told me… that father was dead."
Sif's expression turned cold.
"That was Loki's lie."
"He wants to remove you completely so he can sit on the throne of Asgard forever."
Jack spoke casually from the side.
"Isn't it obvious?" he said with a faint smile.
"Your brother wants you gone so he can become king."
Thor shook his head.
"No… I don't believe it…"
His voice wavered.
"Loki wouldn't do that."
Jack shrugged.
"It seems like you see him as a brother," he said calmly.
"But he might not see you the same way."
Volstagg sighed.
"Thor… Loki has always envied you."
Thor clenched his fists.
"He's still my brother," he said quietly.
"I need to see him. I need to ask him myself."
Jane stepped forward cautiously.
"I don't fully understand what you're talking about," she said.
"But… are you really from another world?"
Fandral nodded.
"Yes. From Asgard."
"The realm of the gods in your legends."
Sif corrected him.
"We're not gods in the way you think," she said.
"We're simply more advanced and powerful."
"Thousands of years ago, Odin led Asgard's army to fight the Frost Giants in Northern Europe."
"That's why your world turned us into legends."
Pepper watched them carefully.
"So the legends are real…"
Hogun stepped forward.
"Thor, come back with us," he said.
"Asgard needs you."
Thor nodded slowly.
"I understand."
"I will return with you."
---
The Destroyer Arrives
Suddenly—
Sif and the others stepped forward, forming a strange formation.
Around them, a large group of people had already surrounded the area.
S.H.I.E.L.D.
Agent Coulson stepped forward.
"Call in the linguists," he ordered.
The air suddenly began to twist.
A massive circular distortion appeared in the sky, like a cone of energy descending from above.
BOOM!
The ground trembled.
Dust and wind exploded outward, forcing everyone to shield their eyes.
When the dust slowly settled—
A massive steel figure stood in the center.
A towering humanoid machine.
Cold. Silent. Powerful.
"What is that… Iron Man?" someone asked nervously.
Coulson shook his head.
"I don't know."
He grabbed a loudspeaker.
"Attention! You are operating unauthorized advanced weaponry! Identify yourself immediately!"
The machine stopped.
Its head slowly lifted.
A red glow appeared on its face.
Coulson's expression changed instantly.
"Take cover!"
BOOM!
A blazing beam of fire erupted from the Destroyer's face.
A car exploded instantly.
Flames spread rapidly.
More beams followed, disintegrating everything in their path.
People screamed.
Chaos erupted.
---
Outside Jane's House
Jack, Thor, and the others stood outside, watching the distant destruction.
The massive steel figure moved forward through the dust like an unstoppable force.
Thor's expression darkened.
"That… is the Destroyer."
His voice was filled with anger.
"Loki sent it."
He clenched his fists tightly.
"Damn it…"