Chapter 8: The Mighty Thor

Dr. Donald Blake walked down the street of Downtown Santa Fe, a large bouquet of flowers in his hands. His long blonde hair was pulled back in a ponytail, and his beard was neatly trimmed and combed. He was whistling a strange tune as he walked, smiling happily. As he walked, a loud explosion rang out. As he turned in the direction it was coming from, several cars were being tossed through the air.

"What manner of being could be causing this amount of chaos?" Donald asked aloud.

As more cars went into the air, Donald ran towards the destruction to see what was going on. When he arrived, he saw four overly muscular men trashing the city. One wearing a green trench coat, a purple mask, and carrying a crowbar, another in a white and blue outfit with a red mask and oversized fist, a third in a green and yellow costume wielding a ball and chain, and a fourth in an orange costume and a metal mask.

The four ruffians appeared to be focusing their attention of a large armored truck, one with the emblem for a nearby bank emblazoned upon the side. The one with the oversized fist was pounding away at the metal doors, creating a big enough dent so he could yank the doors apart.

"Look what we got here boys." he called out. "An ATM on wheels."

"Nice work Piledriver," the one with the crowbar complimented. " let's load up and head out."

Watching all this, Donald's eyebrows furrowed. He set his bouquet aside, approaching the group. As he approached, he thrusted his hand out, his palm open. From down the street, a small object moved at impossible speeds. It collided with Donald's hand, revealing itself to be a large, ornate hammer. The second it touched his hand, thunder echoed through the streets, lightning striking Donald. His suit disappeared, replaced by a dark armor with scale plating on the arms. A long red cloak flowed down his back, and a silver helmet with large wings now covered his hair, now free of the ponytail.

The noise and lights drew the attention of the four, all of them turning as the light faded, revealing none other than Thor.

"Your power is impressive, for mortals." he complimented. "Stand down now, and you might walk away from this. Resist, and you will feel my wrath!"

After hearing this, the four men laughed out loud in response.

"Get a load of this guy." the one with the metal mask.

"Can you believe this guy Wrecker?" Piledriver asked.

"You got guts pal." Wrecker admitted. "But nobody tells the Wrecking Crew what to do but me!"

"Well then," Thor started pounding his hammer into his hand. "The hard way it is."

With that, Thor spun his hammer by the leather strap on the end and hurled it forward, launching him towards the Wrecking Crew.

"Have at Thee!"

He plowed right through the four of them, sending them flying in opposite directions.

"Thunderball! Bulldozer! Take him out!" Wrecker ordered.

The two wreckers charged at Thor, Thunderball twirling his large metal ball like it was nothing. As Thunderball swung his ball at Thor, Thor swung his hammer at it, sending Thunderball flying. As Bulldozer charged at him, Thor spun his hammer in an upward position. As he came up, Thor knocked Bulldozer into the air, sending him flying into the armored car. He landed hard enough to leave a Bulldozer sized dent in the roof. The remaining three members of the crew all turned to Thor angrily.

"Had enough?" Thor asked,

"Not yet." Piledriver responded.

Piledriver then charged at Thor and punched him across the face repeatedly. As Piledriver was wailing on him, Wrecker ran up and smacked Thor with his crowbar, causing him to drop his hammer as he flew.

"Not so tough without your hammer, huh pretty boy?" Wrecker taunted.

The ruffian then attempted to lift the hammer himself, preparing to bash Thor's head in with it. However, he could not even lift it. It was as if the hammer was fused to the concrete. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't so much as make it twitch.

"What! The! Hell!" Wrecker let out, infuriated.

Slowly, Thor regained his footing, smirking as a chuckle escaped his lips.

"You honestly think you could wield the mighty Mjolnir.?" Thor questioned. "You are not worthy of its power. I am!"

With that, Thor held out his hand, calling back his hammer.

"You may not be able to have the hammer," Thor remarked reclaiming the hammer. "But you may have its thunder!"

Thor then held his hammer up towards the sky, dark clouds culminating above him. They swirled in an ominous spiral, earth shattering thunder shaking the entire block as blinding lightning struck the hammer. The metal sparked with energy as Thor struck the ground. As he did so, electricity surged from the hammer towards the Wrecking Crew, electrocuting them all. They all cried out in pain and agony as the lightning coursed through their bodies. They all fell to their knees, groaning in pain as the stench of singed hair filled their nostrils. Thor looked down upon them, his smirk still plastered on his face.

"Had enough yet?"

They all groaned in response, then they all promptly collapsed on the pavement as police began to move in on the area. At that moment, a loud bell began ringing out. Thor turned to see a clock reading 6:00. His eyes flew open as he glanced over at where he had set his bouquet. Unfortunately, the bench he had placed them on had been reduced to a pile of scrap metal, and the flowers were in no better shape.

"Why is it flowers cannot survive a single day with me?" he asked himself.

Jane Foster sat at out on the patio of one of the nicer restaurants in Santa Fe. From her table, she could see the dust and smoke from the battle that had occurred not far from where she was. She had smirked when she saw the clouds gathering, shaking her head with a smile.

"Well, I guess he's going to be late again." she said, though she didn't seem upset, or surprised at the notion.

As she took another sip from her drink, Thor, dressed as Donald once again, came walking out onto the balcony, the remains of his bouquet in his hands. Jane saw him coming and smiled, standing up to embrace him.

"Glad you finally made it." she told him, pecking him on the cheek.

"Sorry I'm late," Thor apologized, holding out the flowers. "There was a… disturbance."

"I can see the smoke from here." she replied, taking the flowers. "So, what happened to these ones? They don't appear to have been electrocuted this time."

"Crushed under debris." Thor explained.

"Well, it's an improvement." she joked, setting the flowers aside. "Though I will admit, those Jotunheim frost flowers probably lasted the longest. I'd probably still have them if Darcy hadn't used the blooms to cool down her soda."

Thor chuckled at the thought. He sat down at the table as Jane swirled her wine in her glass.

"So, tell me everything." she told him eagerly.

Thor smiled, then began to spin the tale, thrilling Jane with every detail.

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Thor: MCU version. Only difference is the outfit has the metal helmet with it. Because of course it does. Please keep reading and enjoy!