Hi Guys! I have new muse other than Cruella for once! Yay! This is my VERY first Marvel Fanfic, and I'm beyond excited to share my own little story! Now a fair warning, this story will involve a lot of adult themes, and in each chapter I'll forewarn you all in each chapter! But I hope you guys enjoy my story on the Grand Master, and his Grand Mistress! Go easy on me guys, I'm new to this!

It had been days since Athena was taken from her home, Asgard, and delievered to a strange new place called Sakaar. Unlike the other among her, she had not met this "Grandmaster" everyone spoke of. Little did she know, she'd soon be his. she sat in her father extravagang chamber, that had been decorated in fine silk, and fur, as if it was made for a queen. Usually those who were brought to Sakaar, were to be Contenders, instead, Athena was much more ordinary than his famous champions. Athena had just turned twenty. She was in her prime. Quite lovely to be just a commoner among the others around her. Pale skin, slight rosey cheeks. Emerald green eyes and long, dark hair.

Athena continued to watch the people of Sakaar, dancing among the streets, celebrating the Grandmaster's champion, the Hulk. Fingertips gently graze the large window, as she admired the people. Her chambers had been heavily guarded, by strict orders of the Grandmaster's right hand woman, Topaz. All of a sudden, she heard a rather loud thud, causing the woman to turn in fright to the entrance of her chamber. It was Topaz, the Grandmaster's right hand woman. A slight smirk upon her rather unhappy face. "The grandmaster is ready to see you." Athena, perked a brow, taking a step forward, "He...wants to meet me? Pardon me if I am rude, but I am no contender! I...I can't fight his champion..." A scoff slips from Topaz's lips, "Child, do shut up. You were not brought as a contender, now follow me! He does not like waiting!" Athena was quite confused. If she wasn't a contender, then why was she taken? Taken from her home, her family. "I was afraid I had to do this..." All of a sudden, Topaz whipped out a tiny remote, with one click, a wave of high pressured shocks rushed through Athena's body, causing the woman to fall towards the ground. Two guards, dressed in rather futuristic uniforms, began to make their way over to her, one lighting her up in a bridal position. His grip was rather intense, her body still reaction from the shock. The two guards began to follow Topaz, until they finally made their way into a rather large room. Other guards surrounded. the perimeter of the room. Athena, with fright clearly in her eyes, began to scan the room, glancing at the guards, until finally she was tossed into the floor, as if she was a doll. Topaz turned to face the guards,"Out!" After each one had cleared the room, the metal doors slammed shut. Topaz made her way towards a futuristic throne, the back of it facing Athena, that was guarded by a woman, who was smiling down at her. "She's yours.." Topaz grinned, as she began to turn the throne. Athena finally catching a glimpse of the older gentleman. "Oh 142...you've done me proud. Better than the last! You know, Scrapper 168 brought me the horrendous thing, I couldn't help but pardon the poor soul. Pardon her from life!" Athena's eyes widen, too frightened to even move from the ground. "I want twenty million..." Topaz turned to the scrapper, "In your dreams, boozehead…" The grandmaster began to laugh softly, "Transfer the units and you both be on your way...I want to speak with her alone." Topaz groaned, "Fine!" She pressed a few buttons on his arms, before the two began to make their way out of what she would expect as a throne room.

He grinned as he made his way over, before he could even kneel down, Athena quickly scoots a few inches away, thinking that would stop him, "Hey hey hey! No need to squirm!" Athena's body trembled in fear, "I am not fit to be your contender! I can't! Just kill me now!" He laughed, kneeling closer to her, "No no no, you have it all wrong! You aren't here to fight my champions! They would easily crush you in you were to step foot into that arena! One look at you and they'd flick you away!" Athena scoffed, "Then why am I here?!" He sighed, "You know, you'd think a bride would know when she's meeting her groom.." Athena's looked at him in horror, "Bride?!" Grandmaster looked around the room in confusion, "Why are you shouting? There's absolutely no need to shout! No, here's the deal..."He groaned as he stood up, "I have come to the conclusion that my people need a more, comforting leader! That would mean I either soften up, which doesn't sound as fun, or I either marry someone and make them my people more comfortable. And just look at you! You're ideal Grand Mistress!" After finally regaining her strength, Athena slowly rose up from the cold floor, glaring, "You took me from my home. My family. Just so you could force me into a marriage?!" He grinned, slightly confused, "Yeah!" Athena scoffed, "Never..."she hissed. His grin quickly vanished, he is clearly not used to people refusing his offers. He slowly made his way towards her, a familiar tiny remote appeared in his hands, "I really don't want to use my obedience disc on you. Well, other than our wedding night..." He grinned, making his way back to his throne, plopping down, "You see, dear Athena. You have two choices. Stay here with me on Sakaar, and be my Grand Mistress. Option B isn't as fun as Option A." Athena, perked a brow, "And what would that option be?" He grinned, "Oh? That option will have you thrown into my arena. It's your choice though.."