Running footsteps sounded just around the corner, and the clicking noises of the Chitauri which was how they communicated apparently.
All Thor could really do was press himself up against the corner of the little room they had found and hope no one was going to poke their head in there, it was basically the equivalent of a broom closet. Though the items in here were less brooms and more… rusted shackles, broken blades and random bones.
At first Thor and Loki had been squished up against each other in the tiny space, then Loki had given Thor a deadpan look and now Thor had a black snake wrapped around his arm.
Okay seriously Loki, why are all your animal forms black?
If you turned into a tiger would that be black to? Black with black stripes?
Have you considered that all these black shades may have been the reason some people thought you may have a bit of darkness within you?
Now that Thor thought about it, there was so much about Loki which screamed villain… His preferred weapon being daggers, his specialty being sneaking and surprise stabbings, his love for trickery and messing around with people's heads… It was all kind of bad optics and adding them together did paint a pretty bad picture was all Thor could point out within his mind.
Finally the footsteps seemed to vanish and slowly the snake slithered down Thor's arm and towards the door to have a little peak outside, Thor watched as the snake slithered outside and soon the door was opened from the outside by the young prince of Asgard.
Loki nodded his head and Thor nodded back, stepping out to try and follow Loki as quietly as he could.
They peered across corners, listened as intensely as they could, whenever footsteps approached they headed the other way.
With a sinking feeling Thor had realized though, they had no idea where they were going and if the scepter was even in here.
They needed a guide… Seriously.
Thor peered around the next hallway and stopped. There… standing with their backs to them were three different creatures.
Two small ones which looked like regular chitauri and a big hulking beast of a thing, wearing big grayish armor…. That big one though, it was a good seize. Thor swallowed.
Loki was quiet then slowly he crept forward only for Thor to block his path with an arm, Loki looked up and Thor fixed him with a gaze.
Loki frowned, he looked questioning. Thor's gaze though was stern, determined, and Loki blinked then he stepped back, though he looked confused at Thor.
Thor took in a breath and then… he crept forward, quietly.
An image flashed in his head, Thanos's head, rolling across the ground…. There had been no fight involved, no honor, no glory.
Thor felt himself shaking, then determined he pushed it away and instead, he thought of the alien in the cell, and thought of it being Loki in there… It helped, he felt the burning flashing anger inside, a white sharp anger just like back then, and it made him more alert as he sneaked up.
In Asgard, they followed a code…. We are warriors, but as such we must be honorable warriors! We face foes head on, we do not attack from behind like cowards.
We do not mindlessly kill those whom wouldn't stand a chance regardless, we face those we consider our equal, we make sure we look them in the eye as we deliver the blow, that is honor.
Those teachings ran through Thor's head as he reached up his hands, towards the big one… And then grabbed the creature's head and with a sickening crunch Thor twisted its neck and it fell to the ground, already dead.
The two others barely even managed to register what had happened before Thor turned, pulled a sharp hunting knife and slit the throat of one then turned and stabbed the next, let go of the knife and grabbed its head too, twisting it so a second crunch sounded and then…
Three kills in less than five seconds, laying on the floor.
Thor swallowed, now the rush was over he felt his body shaking.
Slowly Loki emerged from his hiding spot, his eyes transfixed on the corpses, then up at Thor.
Thor looked at him and realized he could not read Loki's eyes nor Loki's facial expression, he had no idea what Loki was thinking.
"I could have done it, you know," Loki commented quietly.
"Aye, that I know," Thor breathed. "What I didn't know was if... If I could do it."
Loki's eyes widened just slightly as he looked at Thor and Thor turned to him, meeting his green eyes.
"If I can't do what needs to be done, I have no place being here. You would be better off with me nowhere in sight." Then Thor bent down and picked off the armor from the big guy, he stripped the corpse of his own clothes.
Then he grabbed the big man and started to drag, only for a pair of hands to take the legs and Thor looked up.
"We ought to share the burden, right?" Loki asked.
Thor nodded, a grim smile on his face and together they lifted up the corpse and threw it out of the window.
Soon followed by the other two, and Thor picked up the armor then started the task of putting on a dead man's armor.
Loki kept watch down the hallway, then as Thor was done Loki turned back to glance at Thor.
"That..." Loki commented. "Does not suit you."
"Good," Thor replied, putting on the helmet obscuring his face, the next second Loki cast a glamour and he looked like one of the Chitauri soldiers.
Thor nodded and then, they started to walk.
