Chapter 4 – Last Thunder

Asgard

"Move all defenses and wait for my word!" The voice of Tyr, God of War, was heard through the hallways and rooms of the palace.

"Yes sir!" The response of several warriors was heard. "Dark Spirits incoming!"

"Stay on thy guard Asgardians! Let none pass!" Tyr yelled as the sound of swords hitting steel was heard. In the streets of the mighty city of Asgard a war was at hand. The golden city was being invaded by dark creatures.

The warriors of Valhalla were released to battle the monsters while Hermod and Vidar evacuated the civilians away from the conflict. Tyr stayed to defend the divine kingdom.

Several buildings were thrown by gigantic shadow beasts on top of the warriors. The screams of war and the bloodshed gave Tyr more energy and power, he absorb all of that terror into his being and fought even more ferociously.

"Even with me it won't be enough! We need aid! Summon the Sentry Warrior of Valhalla!" Tyr ordered.

And as he did, a golden blur flew across the sky and straight through one of the shadow giants. It fell on the ground, shaking the earth as it did. Hovering on the air was The Sentry, the champion of Einherjar. He then went on to strike the other shadow giants, when the already dark skies turned pitch black with only the lights of Asgard illuminating the path of the warriors.

"The Choas King nears!" Tyr yelled as he looked at the ominous sky. "Where's Thor!?"

Olympus

In the throne room of Zeus, the worthy Athena watches the Asgardians fight the forces of the Chaos King; she knew that eventually that their Asgardian brothers will fall.

"Father already sent forces to aid the Aesir sister." Hermes said as he entered the throne room. "The war will soon enter Olympus and we will too fall."

"Why does this happen, Hermes?" Athena asked her younger brother, confused at all the unnecessary bloodshed. "Why are we being slaughtered?"

"I don't know." Hermes responded as he joined Athena in watching the Asgardians fight through the Well of Aesir. "Maybe it's the natural way of things, gods live and die. Didn't that happen to our ancestors five hundred billion years ago? To the Elder Gods?"

"It makes my skin crawl that the Elder Gods were pushed into extinction by an agent of chaos…like the Mikaboshi monster." Athena said.

"We will fight sister, war as how much horror it brings…is eternal." Hermes responded as he smiled and looked at the warrior gods fight their incoming end.

Avengers Mansion

In the conference room, the Avengers discussed their plan of action. Seven days have passed since Thor summoned everyone into action; the Chaos King was moving throughout the pantheons…fast. And it would be an eventuality that he arrives on Earth.

"I've seen the face of true chaos; it has taken over the Nexus." Dr. Strange said, he had been invited to aid the Avengers in their planning since he was the Sorcerer Supreme. "It has immediate access to all worlds and realms through it, even other universes."

"Quasar has asked for help, the planet known as Krypton has been overrun by something of great force." Nova said. "If what Dr. Strange is true then Earth is seeing complete annihilation."

"Not if we stop it there, in the Nexus before it arrives." The Captain said as he smashed his fist into the table in determination.

"If the combine of gods can't stop whatever is killing planets out there, how are we going to stop it?" Korra asked. "The Amu are in the run, the Daevans are all dead, the Heliopians are all but defeated…how?"

"Someone has to help Quasar." Nova said.

"I will go, I have always wanted to go to Outer Space." Iron Man volunteered.

"Any more volunteers?" Captain asked.

"I will go too." Korra said.

"Then it's settled, we have a plan now and we will not fail. War is upon us, all of us." The Captain said as he turned to see the Godsquad among them.

"This is one for the history books, gods and mortals fighting together." Apollo said as he shook hands with The Captain. "Let the light of Zeus bless us in this hour of need."

"And that the spirit of Odin guides us in battle." Balder added.

"Who will go into the Nexus?" Giant-Man asked.

"I will." Thor said as Korra looked at him with worry. "I will protect this world, even if it costs me my life."

"But Thor..." Korra said.

"If anything happens...take care of Magni." Thor said as he swung his hammer and with the help of Dr. Strange, opened a portal towards the Nexus and disappeared.

The Nexus of All Realities

The Nexus, a realm of itself. Only accessible to those of powerful magic, cosmic power and such, mortals and gods were denied access but these were desperate times.

The Mightiest Son of Odin flew through the Nexus, its walls showing many images of different worlds and outcomes. Many versions of heroes and villains alike. Thor didn't want to leave Asgard, but if he didn't stop whatever was destroying worlds now…there would no home to return to.

Thor landed on a floating asteroid, he looked around. The infinity of all that surrounded him…he was a reality that had him in different battle armor, looking more like the divergent Thor that arrived months ago.

"Hmmm…" Thor mumbled to himself as he kept looking around. He then saw another version of himself, looking too much like a human. His hammer, Mjolnir, looking more like an axe than a hammer. He looked a lot smaller and sported a beard and defending tree rights. "…I shall remember to not grow a beard…and avoiding civil groups."

The God of Thunder then looked at another universe; Korra was there with her friends fighting Amon but without him. A world without Thor and the gods…unbelievable. Thor then focused in his mission, he would wait here for the destroyer of realms…and end its life before it ended the life of the gods.

Avengers Mansion

Korra walked down the stairs holding Magni in her arms, she was going to leave him in the care of the Wasp and Giant-Man while she left Earth with Nova and Iron Man.

"Take good care of him." Korra said. "Or I will kick your ass."

"Noted." Wasp said as Korra gave Magni to her. "Don't worry, Asami will check on him too."

Korra nodded as she walked outside, there Nova and a improved Iron Man, all armored up in Nova Corps technology given to him by Nova. "The Xandarion Worldmind has already contacted all other fleets to fall back; they're giving us a beating." Nova said.

"The Dark Spirits…what are they?" Iron Man asked.

"The Worldmind is not sure…but the one that attacked Korra in the South Pole…it talked like Amon." Nova responded as he looked at his holographic notes coming from his gauntlet.

"You guys ready to go?" Korra asked them.

"Hold on." Nova said as looked in his pocket and took out a small disc. It was silver in color, it shined with power. "The Silver One told me to give this to you."

Korra took it and then suddenly it began to combine with her skin. She was taken by surprise by it, she looked as it came up her arm. "Don't panic, its part of the Silver One's cosmic energy, it will mix with your biology temporarily and allow you to breathe in space." Nova explained.

"It's still weird." Korra said as the Silver Disk ended bonding with her. "Let's go then."

Nexus of All Realities

Hope was dying. All across the Universe and on Earth most of humanity was lost in the dark, dreamless sleep. Something was happening and the Chaos King was the one cause of it, he enslaved various alien gods and spirits and turned them into dark demons. He's goals unclear, but he wanted the end of it all.

The God of Thunder, the bringer of lightning and courage stood alone in the realm beyond realms. The beast entered…and he was now battling his way across an other-dimensional sky, facing an enemy beyond comprehension.

The Mighty Thor flew through waves of asteroids being thrown at him by the destroyer of realms, the beast that had been killing all of life across the galaxy. The beast's head was burning with the fire of all of those it had absorbed into itself, the screams of the fallen.

Thor stood alone facing…oblivion.

The beast's eyes were bright with suffering, with the death and hate of all the gods it had killed. And in that very moment there was something it hated even more….

Thor struck the asteroids thrown at him, throwing them back at the beast. It felt nothing, still coming, still on its way towards Midgard.

The beast that claimed to be ten thousand gods in one laughed, and the sound vibrated across the realities. Its power creating a cosmic tornado around of it…assaulting Thor. The power…the toxic power capable of tearing a being…body, mind and soul apart. The Thunder God fell back, staggered by such attack. And for only one moment it shouted…Glory.

"Thou should not pass!" Thor yelled at the beast as he wielded his hammer, ready for battle. To speak those words, would have broken men and even gods, but he still said them, standing tall and defiant.

"Everything will return into nothingness! And you will be part of us. Us…ten thousand! An entire pantheon!" It yelled as it tried to grasp Thor with its dark power.

"One lie…or ten thousand! It makes no difference ... To the divine lightning… that burns away lies!" Thor yelled back as he released a light from within himself to repel the darkness away from him.

He swung Mjolnir and hurled himself through that wave, that toxic wave of laughter. Right into the belly of the beast. KROOOOMM! The sound of Mjolnir ripping through the hard hide of the beast that was calling itself, Glory.

As he landed inside the dark belly of the monster, every thought and feeling, memory and desire, shared by the gods inside Glory, took form around the God of Thunder. But what he saw wasn't really there at all, but his mind's interpretation of something so alien and different that it could never actually have a true form.

But real or not, those things tore at the Son of Odin, feasting on him like physic maggots. Eating away his very immortal soul. Thor screamed….in pain. Thor opened his eyes, and whirled his mighty hammer and called forth the winds of thousands of worlds. The hurricane of cosmic proportions shook the very inside of Glory. The decimation of that entire inner landscape.

The growl of the intense feeling of being ripped from the inside, Glory's screams were surprising. Especially from an entity that had never known pain. Thor came forth flying from its flaming head, his divine figure destroying what Glory believed to have been an easy victory.

But then it reached out and grabbed Thor with its hand, and crushed him. It demanded his surrender. "Never!" Thor shouted back. "I WILL SPIT IN DEFIANCE AT YOU…

…WITH MY LAST BREATH!"

Glory, the beast made of ten thousand gods…an entire pantheon growled back. And from its roar, millions of tiny monsters were made…that ate through flesh, eyes, blood and bones…burrowing into his mind. Destroying his sanity.

"Surrender NOW!" Glory said in a voice that was as voiceless as his words. "And we will give you something resembling a merciful death….but fight on and you will not die as a god."

"But as a screaming, wailing, mad thing!"

Thor would have died …then and there…had it not been for that inner spark. That determination, that divine thunder roaring within him. Thor didn't understand whether this sudden surge of energy had come from inside him or from the outside but it gave him the courage, the power…that extra fire to ignite his spiritual lightning bolt back.

He only knew that it gave him the will to fight on, when there was nothing left of him. Glory felt it too; it unleashed blasts of fire, cosmic destruction unto the God of Thunder. It contained the totality of its power.

Consuming Thor in fire….

…sending the Scion of Asgard across realities, worlds, dimensions, heavens and hells…in an attempt to end that inner thunder, that spiritual lightning. But that thunder had become a cosmic fire of its own, there inside the God of Thunder's heart. Thor knew that he couldn't stop the Chaos King, he wouldn't stop the dark gods and spirits in its command from reaching Midgard but he knew one thing…he would make Glory pay for all those worlds that it had destroyed, all those innocent lives wasted.

But Midgard…Earth, the world that he treasured, loved more than any. Humanity looked up to him, for inspiration, for hope and help ever since the first eyes gazed upon the heavens in search for answers. Ever since the first words for supplication had been formed.

He had never failed those he has sworn to defend, to love…he wouldn't fail them now. His entire body trembled as he kept himself strong, resisting the fire of Glory. Absorbing it all into his mallet, channeling it into the Asgardian weapon.

And with that extra power, along with all of his divine power, his entire life-force and immortality, fired in one immense lightning strike at Glory. It ripped through it; the God-Blast consumed the beast in one all-powerful light that ignited Glory's black soul ripping it apart. The blast shook reality itself, destroying sections of the Nexus itself as Glory began scream as it saw its death.

Thor fell…he felt that his mind, body, soul and spirit being torn in shreds as his personal identity, his very sense of self…burned up in the conflagration. Thor or rather…what was left of the Thunder God…screamed…and died.

What once was the Lord of Asgard fell through the skies of a ruined world, crashing upon a dead city.

Fitting.

There he landed his body and spirit broken. His inner self trying to wake Thor up, to bring him back to life…

But for all intents and purposes, Thor was as dead as the world he had crashed onto. As dead as Krypton.