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Return of the man God who would be King

Thor walked out of the small cabin. The two ravens moved to his shoulders, but he shrugged them off. "Yes, I am aware I am being called to Asgard." They both cawed. He stretched out his hand, mentally calling to Mjolnir who lay nearby, the hammer wobbled, stirred and then flew to his hand—creating a crack of thunder on this warm summer's day. He turned his attention upwards towards the sky, raising Mjolnir as he did so. "Heimdall! Return me home."

A brilliant flash of light and colour came down from the sky as the Bifrost opened, lifting him up and into the air. All the colours of the various worlds surrounded him as he was pulled towards Asgard. He heard a caw and looked up at Muginn. Thor could have sworn he flapped his wing downwards as if pointing. Turning his attention below he was surprised to see several beasts coming behind him. Their wings outstretched, some form of golden armour adjourned their chests. Baring their teeth in a snarl. His fist tightened on the handle of Mjolnir. 

Looking up the light at the end was becoming brighter. As soon as he arrived in Asgard he'd-

The wind was knocked out of him as something collided with him from his side. Pushing him out of the tunnel, he came crashing down in a flurry of dirt and debris. Thunder cracked and rolled as Thor brought himself to his feet. Duck, Odinson! Thor did so, he heard the woosh of movement over his head as he narrowly avoided whatever weapon had been tossed at him. Standing back up he saw Hugin and Munin flying above him. Thor didn't have time to process this, however, as he heard the thump-thump-thump of heavy footsteps. 

Walking around him, the man picked up his large axe. Red energy glowed around it. "So the Young Prince wants to return home to Asgard?

Mjolnir twisted in Thor's hand as clouds grew overhead. "What interest is it of yours?

The behemoth before him chuckled, as he swung his axe up to lay on his shoulder. "In time Princeling. In time. He paced around, circling Thor. "I come today with a proposition. To join us, then once we have taken the Nine Realms you can have your precious Earth to rule as you see fit."

Lightning crackled overhead, playing in the sky. A few stray drops of rain escaped the swirling clouds and dropped on the ground around them. Thor's words and tone didn't match the anger beneath the surface. This was a battle of wits, and Thor had long ago learnt from Loki how to play in such a theatre. To reveal his anger, was to lose. "You come to offer me that which is less than my birthright? I think not.

The man chuckled and swung his axe nonchalantly. He was arrogant and confident. This is what made Thor wary, if his opponent knew enough to be able to intercept him within the Bifrost. Then he had to have some understanding of Asgard, and likely of Thor himself. Was his confidence mere ego, tactics or was it earned?

"Oh little Princeling. You fail to understand, if you do not accept within the week-" An orange portal opened behind him, as he turned towards it. At the last moment, looking back over his shoulder. "-I shall take your birthright from you." Then without another word he stepped through the portal.
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