Chapter 1
His lips part for a mere second before he closes them, not knowing what to say or even do at this moment.
Never has the prince seen such a divine and beautiful woman.
She has to be of Asgard, no human could possibly possess this much glamour. Her beauty screams power and intelligence, things the thunder god desired in every damsel.
Although her attire of a tight black and leather suit did not appear from Asgard, he did sense something magical from her. There a wide slits at her stomach, revealing her caramel skin tone and her feet are covered in knee high boots. Perhaps the shiny silver "X" implanted in her belt was a symbol of some kind.
He stands only a few inches from her, towering over her yes, but for some odd reason, she is intimidating him.
Her full lips curve into a genuine smile and she raises one fine delicate eyebrow as if to say she is curious.
"What is your name?"
Thor blinks rapidly, not expected her to speak; her voice is smooth and filled with kindness, yet he senses she's not to be underestimated.
He clears his throat before answering, "I am Thor. Son of Odin and Prince of Asgard."
She beams up at him, her vibrant corn flower eyes widening.
"The God of Thunder," she says, the faintest hint of a laugh in her voice.
"You've heard of me?" he asks in surprise. She shrugs in response.
"I've heard your name a couple times…and I make it my business to know who controls the Earth's elements…other than me."
Her eyes narrow and Thor somehow feels embarrassed.
"I did not know there were others like me," is his response. His gaze dart to her lips, then her fiery eyes again.
She laughs softly, her voice echoing through the raging wind.
"You have many gifts Thor, but I am not like you. My power comes from within my spirit, it's…not as limited as yours."
He frowns, suddenly feeling insulted.
"I can assure you my powers are not limited," he smirks and tightly grips Mjölnir. "Would you like to see for yourself strange woman?"
"My name is Ororo," she says, ignoring his challenge. "Ororo Munroe…of earth."
Unbelievable. She's mocking him.
"You find my form of greeting funny?" he asks in all seriousness but can't help but chuckle deeply himself.
"Ororo," her name slides off his tongue smoothly. He offers his hand which she politely takes.
He raises it to his lips and kisses her mocha skin.
Her cheeks turn a slight shade of red and she slowly takes her hand away, feeling little jolts of electricity where his lips just were.
"I make you nervous?" he asks in a cocky tone, noticing her blushing.
She rolls those blue eyes of hers and gives him a quick once over. Tall, muscular, very muscular. She could look at those arms all day. His brilliant red cape flows behind him and he looks every part of a god.
"Not in the slightest." He smiles at her and she smiles back.
"Would you like to stop these winds or shall I?" Her smile disappears and she glares at him.
"I started it, I'll stop it." She was a feisty woman, much different than his previous mate.
She takes a breath and looks up at the grey sky, the sky that obeys her every wish.
Thor watches with his own sapphire orbs as her cerulean eyes turn a glowing white color.
Her long locks of snowy white hair whip around her pretty face and the wind begins to slow.
The god of thunder isn't focused on his surroundings, he's focused on the weather goddess before him who so gracefully controls the elements.
"Beautiful," he whispers, reaching out to caress her cheek. The wind stops entirely, causing his cape to still and her milky hair to fall down her back.
Her eyes return to normal and she trains them on the blonde man towering over her.
"I am impressed although that was child's work," he snickers lightly. He's still not yet convinced this woman can be as powerful as him.
"It's hard to please you," she confirms and shakes her head.
"I meant no disrespect Lady Ororo," he apologizes quickly, realizing he's offended her.
She shrugs her shoulders.
"None taken. It takes a lot more than you Thor, to offend me." She winks before stepping around him, walking away from the edge of the grassy cliff they were so dangerously standing on.
This woman has a tough skin. Good.
Thor silently watches her walk away, unsure of what to do.
"Will I see you again?" he blurts out. "It's not often I meet someone of such rare gifts."
She smiles to herself and turns her head.
"Maybe," she says to Thor's disappointment. He tries to hide it by nodding briefly and readying his hammer for flight.
"Most likely…I'll see you again, Thor of Asgard."
He swings his hammer, the wind back again and his blond hair moving with it.
"And I'd like that. Ororo of Earth."
He takes off, and all she can make out is fading red blur.
Ororo's teeth pull on her lower lip as she stands there silently.
She would see him again. That she was sure of.
A/N: My first Thororo fan fic that I'm actually continuing! I've already mentioned in my bio how much I LOVE this ship. It's a shame there aren't many fanfics with these too. :( I can not express how perfect they are together.
As mentioned in the summary, This is the movie version of Thor (Chris Hemsworth) with some comic details added in and the Comic version of Ororo. I just feel Halle Berry didn't do her justice and the comic version works better with Thor and this story.
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