Just Another Party
Disclaimer: I do not own the Marvel characters that appear in this fanfic. I only own the plot and the names of the Chitauri.
Prologue: Deal!
A smirk graced the stranger's angular features before flitting away. "Yes, General. Midgard is a wonderful place to have a party. You and your citizens will be very happy indeed."
The Chitauri General was very proud of his home planet. They had a competition between Chitaur (their home planet) and Muspelheimr, the home of the Fire Giants. They had betted on the average scores of the teenagers on combat tests. Because Chitaur had won, the Chitauri General was planning a massive party to celebrate. Like a vacation of sorts.
Frowning, General Scalebe leaned forward slightly. "What do you want in return?" He asked the stranger, the one who smelled like ice yet looked like the Aesir.
"The scepter, that is all I require. You know that only the offspring of a Frost Giant can use it. I am of the heritage; you can smell it on me, surely. Give me the scepter, and I will find the Tesseract, use it to open the portal, and you will have your party, General." The stranger requested.
General Scalebe pondered this for a moment. He thought about the delight on his children's faces, and the decision was made in a heartbeat. "Deal."