Rhea slowly came to, her head pounding something awful as she pulled herself from heaps of wreckage and trash. She stumbled to the top of the heap and her mouth fell open in shock at the world around her. It looked like the largest junkyard she had ever seen, and she could already feel her hands itching as she looked over bits and pieces of tech spanning cultures she had probably never even heard of. The amazing part was that this all seemed to be leftovers of some kind transported there by various portals coming from the sky. Rhea yelped leaping out of the way just as a pile of junk fell to where she had been standing.

Once it stopped, she slowly stood up from where she had rolled out of the way, grumbling to herself as she dusted off her clothes, then glanced around herself. Reaching up she was glad to feel that her sunglasses were still there.

"AL, got any idea where we are?" Rhea asked.

"Far, far away kid. Like galaxies away." AL replied gravely making Rhea's heart drop. "That's all I got."

"Ok, first things first, got to make contact with some locals. Hope they're friendly." Rhea steeled herself against the onslaught of worry for her family. "Hello? Is anyone out there?"

She was buzzed by a ship flying overhead causing her to duck down to one knee, keeping her head low to avoid the debris that was getting kicked up as it landed. She slowly raised her head with the dirt settled watching as a group of ragtag beings came out of the craft wearing strange masks, guns in hand.

"These guys don't look to nice." AL commented.

"I come in peace, but something tells me you don't." Rhea agreed with AL, flexing her hands which shimmered a subtle green and blue. One of the beings pulled off its mask revealing a humanoid alien of some strange kind, strange to her at least. She was sure she had never seen anything of his kind in the nine realms.

"Are you a fighter or are you food?" He questioned in a scratchy voice, almost mechanical.

"I think she may be good for something else." Another leered at her revealing sharp teeth.

"Go get'em kid." AL growled.

"Let's see, what am I? Well I am certainly not food." Rhea started to stretch her arms and shake her legs. "And I am very much not good for what gutter mind was suggesting, happily dating someone thank you very much, but a fighter…" Rhea raised her hand in the air, the unmasked man moving up with her powers. "Definitely."

Rhea slammed her hand down and the man came down with it hitting the dirt hard. She smirked as the rest charged her only to be shocked when suddenly five more copies of Rhea appeared. One of the scrapers leveled a magno-rifle at them that shot a solid metal projectile, but with a flick of her hand it shot back at the scraper knocking him back. More scrappers attacked her copies, throwing nets and firing more projectiles only to have the projectiles slip right through them and the nets cut into pieces with her magic. They were not giving up anytime soon and her copies were slipping out of existence. Rhea was already feeling weak from her trip from the bi-frost to the planet, but they kept coming.

Seeing her weakening state the rest of the scrappers move in with iron bars and clubs. Suddenly a second ship arrives, landing nearby. It was a sleek piece of work with a dangerous edge, deserving of its name: WARSONG. Strange alien music was playing from the ships speakers as the front of Warsong flipped open and a gangplank extended down to the ground.

The scrappers stop their assault on Rhea who was by now breathing hard and sweating up a storm as they all eyed the new comer.

It was a female scrapper who looked beautiful and ruthless. S142 raised a half-empty bottle to her lips chugging down its contents until it was empty then smashes it on the side of her ship.

"She's mine." S142 stated as she walked down the gangplank on unsteady legs clearly plastered but judging from the way the scrappers were backing off this didn't seem to be a problem. "So if you want her you go through me." The Scrappers start brandishing their weapons until she clangs her metal gauntlets together which activate. "Alright then I guess I go through you." She held out her fists as if she's operating machinery...Warsong WHIRS to life. S142 clenches her fists and the air was filled with a horrible screeching noise as two massive guns appear from her ship sending the scrappers running before she even opened fire. "That's what I thought."

"Thank you." Rhea said cautiously. From her belt S142 flicked a small glowing disc which Rhea stopped mid-air before it reached her. "That wasn't very nice." Rhea eyed the metal disc not encased in a green light, but did not physically touch it. "Some sort of suppressant, right?"

"Yeah." The woman said cautiously.

"And what were you planning on doing with me once caught?" Rhea cocked her head to the side.

"The grandmaster likes fighters, thought I could make a pretty penny off of you." She shrugged.

"And this…grandmaster, he's in charge?" Rhea raised a brow.

"Of this world, yes." She nodded slowly, eying the young woman before her and finding something disturbingly familiar.

"Great, take me to you leader." Rhea said closing her hand into a fist and smashing the disc. "Always wanted to say that."

"What?" She blinked in surprise.

"I need a place to crash, maybe a job." Rhea told her surmising that her father and uncle had probably been forced from the Bi-Frost as well and if that was where new people were taken then that was where she wanted to be. "You want to take me to him, so let's go." Rhea said walking past the scrapper into her ship. "Are you coming or what? I thought you wanted to get paid."

"Right, well, ok." The scrapper followed her taking up her seat as pilot. This was one of the easiest jobs she had ever had.

"You got a name?" Rhea asked.

"Scrapper 142." She answered. "You?"

"Rhea." Rhea answered as they took off into the air. They soon came into view of the capital, an eclectic city composed of salvaged items from all over the universe it would seem.

"This is Scrapper 142. I need clearance and an audience with the boss. I've got something special." The scrapper glanced over at Rhea who was starring outside, arms crossed, and brows furrowed. She had never seen abilities like hers before, at least not often. She had really gotten herself a prize with this one. She guided her ship towards a colossal tower that seemed almost like a totem pole with various heads immortalized into its surface, they even seemed to be working on a new one.

-0-

Rhea was very aware of her surroundings, all around her were various alien species, more than she had ever met before in one place. It was all quite interesting, but at the same time terrifying because she had no idea where she was or where her father and uncle were. She was also worried for her mother and the people of Asgard, scared of what would happen to them if Hela got past her uncle and father.

"Oh and what do we have here?" A rather flamboyant man standing next to a fierce looking woman that she could only assume was his guard looked overly excited at the sight of Rhea being brought in by 142.

"Something worth quite a lot, Grandmaster." 142 said.

"Probably worthless." The guard sneered.

"I wouldn't say worthless Topaz." Grandmaster reached up taking hold of her chin and tilting her face up. "She's quite pretty."

'Stranger Danger, Stranger Danger!' Rhea chanted in her head as red flags popped up.

"And she's a sorceress." 142 spoke up.

"Really?" The Grandmaster looked even more interested in her now.

"Yes, I am." Rhea took a step back out of his grip, the guard now pointing her staff at her threateningly.

"That's fantastic, do something magical." He ordered causing Rhea to raise one of her brows before she moved her hands in a fancy pattern and then with a sparkling flourish formed a bouquet of rainbow roses. She offered them to Grandmaster with a flourish, he took the flowers and watched in interest as it turned into a swarm of iridescent butterflies which circled him, exploding into a series of small fireworks. "That was really cute with the mini fireworks, love those, what's your name?"

"Rhea." Rhea answered with a small bow.

"Can you do anything else Rhea?" He asked leaning forward.

"Illusions mostly." Rhea shrugged as she made what seemed to be a black lion appear before them with a roar, the she got an idea. "I also sing. That's what I did before I found myself here, I was a performer."

"A performer!" The Grandmaster clapped his hands. "We haven't had a decent performer here for years! I usually like for them to open up our main event matches." The Grandmaster grinned. "Can you give us a sample? This might mean super stardom for you if you can impress me."

"Probably sounds awful." Topaz sneered.

"May I?" Rhea gestured to where the musicians were playing.

"Be my guest." Grandmaster motioned for the musicians to leave allowing Rhea to take over. She eyed the alien devices momentarily before a wicked smile lit up her features. Rhea grabbed a head set as she started to play Popstars KDA (League of Legends (K/DA) - POP/STARS - English Cover by Lollia).

The crowd really started to get into it, dancing and moving to the beat. Even the Grandmaster was tapping his foot, his eyes lit up in interest. Using her illusions she brought the characters of KDA to life around her as she sang using them for her back up dancers as she sang. She ended with a flourish causing each of the characters to vanish in a swirl of smoke, the crowd erupting in a great cheer, the Grandmaster clapping along with them.

"That was very good." Grandmaster complimented her as she walked over to him.

"So do I have a job?" Rhea asked.

"I'd say so." Grandmaster nodded. "Topaz, pay 142 and let's get Rhea settled."

"Fine." Topaz muttered. Rhea grinned and was about to say more when a thumping noise coming up behind her stopped her short. It sounded like someone quite large and from the way the Grandmasters eyes were lighting up she was sure it was someone he liked very much.

"Perfect timing champion, I have a gift for you. Someone to open up for your matches! You'll like this one, I guarantee it." The Grandmaster took hold of Rhea's shoulders spinning her around to face the champion. "Rhea, meet our champion, the Incredible Hulk."

Rhea looked up in wide eyed surprise at the sight of her long lost uncle towering above her looking down at her in the same surprise.

"Rhea." He grunted out.

"Hulk." Rhea's mouth had dropped open.

"You two will get along great." Grandmaster pushed Rhea forward, the Hulk catching her with one hand. "Why don't you show her around and I'll be by later to think up a great opening."

Rhea followed Hulk back to his rooms, the Hulk growling and glaring at anyone who even glanced Rhea's way. Rhea stayed close to Hulk, hanging onto his hand as they went making it very clear she was with the big guy. When they arrived in his room her ushered her over to where the couches were taking a seat across from her.

"What are you doing here?" He asked gruffly.

"Long story." Rhea sighed and told him everything that had brought her to this point. As she talked Rhea played with the silver spider pendant charm Peter had gotten her between her index finger and thumb, the smooth of the dragon fire opal stone that made up its body providing her comfort. "What about you? How'd you two get here?"

"Don't know, sucked into portal then crashed." Hulk replied pointing out the window where Rhea could barely see the quin jet among the debris.

"Everyone back home thought you just left and when we couldn't find you...we thought you'd died." Rhea said with a sad smile. "Aunt Nat didn't show it, but she was...is pretty torn up about it." Hulk grunted in reply looking away. "So have you just been a gladiator all this time?"

"Hulk the best." Hulk said proudly.

"Not a surprise, I guess that new head their putting on the outside of the building is going to be yours?" Rhea asked as she got up and walked to the window starring outside.

"Hulk new champion." Hulk nodded.

"And how's uncle Bruce handling this?" Rhea asked and Hulk shrugged. "I guess he hasn't been out much lately."

"Hulk stay." Hulk replied.

"Might be for the best around here." Rhea commented. "Love my uncle Bruce, but this place would just freak him out."

"Banner weak." Hulk muttered.

"I wouldn't say that." Rhea turned to him, her back resting against the window. "He's just strong in a different way."

"What way?" Hulk looked at her.

"The way her cares for others." Rhea shrugged. "The way he worked with my Grandpa, how they just seemed to watch out for each other."

"Sissy stuff." He grunted.

"Says the guy who had a Disney Princess marathon with me whenever I was sick or even just because." Rhea teased causing Hulk to smile, but even he could see her smile did not reach her eyes. Worry and sadness were warring in her eyes as she starred down at the ground.

"Rhea is sad." Hulk came over to her sitting in front of her with a thud.

"I miss my grandpa and I'm scarred for my family and Asgard." Rhea wiped at her eyes. "I don't know what to do or how to help them."

Hulk held out his arms and Rhea collapsed into them crying as he gently held her rubbing her back soothingly. Hulk felt the alien feeling of tears gathering in his own eyes for the pain that Rhea was going through. When she had gathered herself he helped her acquire some candles and stayed with her as she said her final goodbyes to her grandfather.

She set the candles on the windowsill overlooking the Sakaran night, stars twinkling between the colorful wormholes. A rather lovely sight were it not for all the trash that the portals were spuing which accumulated on the ground below in heaps. With a wave of her hand the lit the candles casting a warm glow about the room reflecting in the windows glass and then she bowed her head with her hands clasped before her.

"Grandfather Odin, I bid you take your place in the halls of Valhalla...Where the brave shall live forever. Nor shall we mourn but rejoice-for those that have died the glorious death." Rhea said softly, her voice as broke as her heart. "I'm glad you're with Grandmother Frigga, give her my love as well as Grandma Sara (Vanessa's birth mom). Tell them that they are both missed, remembered, and loved. I wish I had gotten to meet them. I know you are happy where you are and I promise that I will reunite with my family, defeat Hela, and save the people of Asgard. I love you very much and I miss you very much as well, goodbye Grandfather."

Rhea leaned forward gently blowing out the candle as tears streamed down her cheeks.