AN: Okay, here's another Chapter.
I'd like to thank Funkyshnelpu jr, DragFire, Killkill123100, LightningStrife, and Rusted Thunder for your reviews.
Also, the comments on moving this to the Crossover section. Frankly, I think you are right. I probably will sometime in the near future, but I want to edit some of chapters, Author's notes mostly, to make it fit better. For now, it's going to say here, but it will go over there probably within the next month.
This chapter or the next is probably going to be the last chapter posted in this section. After this, it will be in the Cross-over section with the Thor film.
Also, I've placed a reference to the original Thor Comic run in this chapter. I'm wondering if anyone can spot it.
Still looking for Beta, if anyone is interested.
Anyway, read and review.
Worthy
The Wendo came crashing into the defensive line. Ruby only had time to watch Thor bisect a rider and it's mount in one swing of his ax before she had to start firing.
Unlike the earlier attack on the far bridge, the Wend charged into the silver-steel defense with no concern for themselves. They implied themselves and their mounts on the spears and tangled themselves in the wire.
They screamed as they burned and died and Ruby couldn't help but wonder why they were doing it. Then a rider rode its mount over the body of a dying Wendo and over the defense and lept at her.
She managed to hit it with a sniper round, with enough for to stop in mid-air, and it fell into the razor wire below and started to die.
Hunters and soldiers were firing on the mass of black Grimm and for a moment, Ruby was feeling like they might actually hold them here, they just ran into the crossfire and the melee fighters were killing most that got near the actual defenses.
But then something whizzed by her ear, and stuck one other soldiers off to her right.
She turned to see a spear of Grimm bone protruding from the soldiers neck as he fell to the ground, twitching and coughing up blood.
She wanted to help him, but soon more and more of the spears started flying towards the defensive line and were killing the weaker soldiers, taking out the gun emplacements.
The howl of a Wendo drew her attention back to her own emplacement, and a particularly big one looming over her.
Shifting to her scythe, she cut it across the stomach, leaving a burning gash and the Grimm fell over, convulsed on the ground, and died.
Now more and more were making it over the first line of defense, and more hunters were forced into melee with them.
But the hunters and huntresses were all season warriors. While they may not of all had the silver-steel to aid them, the Wendo's clumsy attacks were being easily countered and repelled.
That was when she noticed then bodies on the Wendo on the defenses were quickly vanishing and then the other's behind them were stalled in going over the line.
She ran back to her previous post and started firing at every Grimm she could see, concentrating on the area where she'd last seen Thor. He was lost in the mass of black and she wanted to help him any way she could.
Soon enough she caught a glimpse of him, and he looked more alive than he had in days. He was cutting the Wendo down left, right and center at a speed she would of thought was impossible for him in his condition.
But then one of the Grimm struck him on his back, making him howl in pain before he turned and cut it in half with his ax.
Working her gun like a manic she tried to clear as much of the area around him as possible, even though she knew it wouldn't matter. By the end of this battle, he'd be gone, one way or another.
But she still fought against that thought. She'd keep him here as long as she could, anyway she could.
But as she fired at the Grimm something else came out of the mist, something distinctly made by man.
An RPG hit the defensive line and blew apart a large portion of the spears and wire. IT didn't open a hole in the line, but it had done its damage.
Looking into the fog she saw the source of the attack. White Fang soldiers were coming into with the Grimm now. More were firing rockets at the line, destroying spears and throwing wire out of the way.
Without thinking, Ruby took aim at the Faunus, and fire her first shot with the intent to kill at another person.
Yang pummeled her way through the Grimm, her shells not being nearly as effective as her fists in this regard. Grimm after Grimm fell to her, but a series of explosion off to her right drew her attention way.
The defensive line was being destroyed by rocket fire. It only took her a moment to spot the White Fang members trying to open the line.
Eye's flashing red, she charged them, killing Grimm as she went.
As she got up on them, she could tell hadn't even noticed her approach in the chaos of the battle.
She blasted two before the third could even attack, and even his responses was sloppy. She just grabbed him by his shirt and tossed him over the edge of the bridge.
As she turned to return the fight, something whizzed past her head, and she barely managed to roll out of the way.
The roll was one smooth action and she was on her feet neat instantly.
The person she was facing made her blood run cold. "Adam." Was all she said.
"I see you're back on your feet." He said, holding his sword at his side.
He looked bad, like he'd been homeless for months. He was unshaven and his clothes were in tatters and filthy.
Despite the battle around them, the charging Wendo ignored them.
"You look bad." Was all she could think to say, but it was true.
"Whatever you say, but I'm gonna take that other arm before I take your head off." He said and charged her.
Yang had learned her lesson last time, and waited for him to get close, and slipped the slice and delivered a strong punch to Adams ribs.
The White Fang leader had been caught off guard, and was sent staggering a few feet.
His mask hide most of his face, but Yang could tell she'd caught him by surprise, he'd expected to beat her in one strike like last time.
Well, she wasn't sure she could beat him one on one, that hadn't been the plan with Thor at all. But here she was and Thor wasn't in a place to help. She'd do what she could, and try to take this guy down herself.
And if she didn't, well Thor made Valhalla sound like a pretty good afterlife.
Jaune sliced a Wendo horse's legs out from under it and sent the rider to the ground where Nora crushed its head with her hammer.
Ren was cutting the legs out from under more of the Grimm, setting them up for Nora to attack. Some she crushed, other's she sent flying over the edge of the bridge, but she was fighting like a woman possessed.
She's been charged wit hall the lightning dust they had, and was throwing these Grimm around like they were made of paper.
"Come on!" Jaune shouted, raising his sword to lead them further into the fight. Firearms were not working well, these things were too tough, smaller round didn't affect them enough to slow them down and they had an incredibly strong vitality that even larger rounds didn't kill them outright.
They charged into the mass, killing as they went. They had to push them off the line, it was starting to be blown apart, and it had to be preserved at least until the White Fang were dealt with.
But more hunters were pushing off the line, cutting through the Grimm, and eventually, they managed to clear the area in front of the defensive line, up to where Thor was.
Jaune caught sight of his friend throwing his ax, and as it tumbled end over end, it cut dozens of Grimm to pieces, yet the horde still came.
The ax boomeranged back, but more Grimm and their mounts. But still they kept coming, now with White Fang foot soldiers mixed in, firing at the hunters and few soldiers left.
"Die!" He heard Thor shout and a huge bolt of lightning came crashing down into his ax and raced out into the coming horde.
It only traveled outward from Thor and fried dozens of Grimm and White Fang.
Thor seemed to go a bit limp after this, as he stabbed his ax into the ground and let his prosthetic arm hang limply at his side.
The attack made a break in the Wendo onslaught, but soon more where coming.
Jaune thought he might have seen Thor brace himself on his ax and wrap his real arm around the neck of one of the horse Grimm and throw it to ground before he had to start fighting again.
Yang was a bit frustrated the lighting, that must have come from Thor, hadn't taken Adam down. Instead he blocked it with his sword and continued to fight her.
He's managed to cut her a few times, but she'd gotten him good a few times. He was bruised and limping, and was clearly getting agitated.
However this went, Yang couldn't help but feel a great sense of achievement at this.
Blake was now seeing where Thor had been right in telling her that her attacks lacked force and power. These Wendo were tougher than she had thought and her pistol didn't have any effect on them and she was forced to try and cut them down.
Unlike her friends though, she didn't have any silver-steel on her blades. She was chipping away at one particularly big Grimm at the moment, but it wasn't going down.
Had this been a purely one on one fight, she wouldn't be concerned, but the chaos around them made trying to take the thing down much, much harder.
She spotted Weiss out of the corner of her eye and saw she had apparently mastered her summoning ability in her glyphs. A large knight was cutting down Wendo after Wendo while Weiss herself used a mixture of her dust and semblance to kill more.
Blake couldn't help but wish she could do that now, her friends were killing these things with no great difficulty, and here she was trying her damnedest to kill one.
If she made it out of this, she'd take Thor's advice more seriously and make a heavier hitting weapon.
Weiss had never been so scared in her life. She's seen combat before, but this was a whole other monster.
She was watching as normal soldiers were impaled and trampled under the hooves of the attackers.
One man had a spear of bone put right through the center of his head and fell to the ground like a sack of potatoes.
She was feeling sick but kept on going. There were too many things she needed to do. Save her family name, right the wrong of her father, and get these feelings she'd been having since she'd seen Ruby kiss Jaune off her chest.
But these Wendo, as they were named, were terrifying. They were tougher than normal Grimm, but the scariest part was their apparent intelligence. They attacked gun emplacements, came up with plans to go around the defenses, and used tools.
She had never wanted her sister so badly in her life.
But apart from that, her thoughts were of the Thor's prayer. The lines about his father, mother and brothers made her sick to her stomach. Not for him, but her.
She found herself wanting to see her Father and Brother one more time, to tell them that despite how much she hated them at times, she still loved them. To see her mother and try and get through to her.
She wanted to see her family, and even if they were terrible most of the time, wanted to make sure they knew she loved them.
She hated some them, but still loved them. She never understood this duality in her feelings, loving and hating a person at the same time.
But as another Grimm charged her, she pushed these thoughts to the back of her mind, to deal with them later.
Ruby thought the battle was going as well as could be expected, better even. They had pushed the Wendo off the line and close to the center of the bridge. The White Fang solider who had been trying to destroy the line were dealt with. She'd taken a few out, and she saw her sister tackle the rest.
But she spied into the mist and saw the ling of light that marked the Wendo's forces still extended into the hills. Meaning thousands more remained.
She wished they had air support, but not pilot would fight in this fog. It wasn't safe for them or their allies.
She was feeling a bit tired and her hope was starting to fade. They would be overrun eventually. They would tire out and the Wendo would either take them to feed to their mother. The dead would be eaten by the Wendo themselves and the city would fall.
She found herself praying internally as she fought, to Odin. She'd never been particularly religious, but Thor's god seemed as good as any at this point. She asked him to see them through this, and failing that, allow them to pass into Valhalla.
She didn't even know if she even believed in him, but she believed in Thor, and Thor believed in him, and that was good enough for her.
Thor felt like his blood was on fire as it pumped through him. He eyes felt swollen and his limbs heavy.
His body was covered in cuts and full of the spears of the Wendo. He was going to go soon, and he wanted to take as many of these Grimm with him as he could.
But he knew that wasn't going to stop them. He needed to do something more to save the city and his friends.
As he fought, he saw in the midst of the Wendo, a lone figure riding at his leisure. It was the man he'd seen at the same, the large man with the beard, the leader, he was sure.
All he could think in that moment was to kill this man, to take him down might break the army of Grimm, or at least ride them of their head.
But he was surrounded by Grimm, and it wouldn't be easy to get to him.
But as he thought this, Thor spotted something on the edge of the bridge a few hundred feet in front of him.
The explosives to take down the bridge. He could trigger them with his lighting, and take the leader out and kill dozens or maybe hundreds of these Grimm in one attack.
Roaring he called the lightning to his ax and with the last of his strength, jumped over the advancing line of Grimm towards there leader.
They all saw Thor fly over the enemy towards some unknown target, the lightning trailing from his ax.
In the moment they may have been forgiven for thinking he was the god of Thunder.
The man caught his ax in his hand, which he could now see were armored in gauntlets. He sneered at him and shunted him away.
Thor landed hard on the ground, and the man raised another weapon and tried to strike him with it. At first, he thought it was a sword, but once it struck he could feel it was blunt.
In the mist, he could see it was a…cane? And not just any cane, but the one Ozpin had strolled around with. What was this man doing with it?
He struck him again with the cane, and he felt, rather instead of pain, a surge of energy. An energy he hadn't felt in some time.
Divine power came from that cane. Some god had left their mark on it, and it was giving him energy.
No enough to save his life, but maybe he could save his friends.
He felt his lighting course through his body, and he called down the largest bolt he could, to detonate the explosives and kill as many enemies as possible.
Yang hadn't managed to avoid another slash, this one cutting her across the bridge of her nose. But the sudden crack of thunder that put both her and Adam on the ground.
The bolt of lighting was bigger than any she'd ever seen, and soon the bridge shook with explosions further up the bridge.
"He didn't…" was all she could think as Adam broke off and fled.
She looked around for a moment to see if he had tried to flank her, but he was nowhere to be seen.
She ran towards the explosion and killed whatever Wendo she could find on the way,
Ruby killed the last of the Wendo in front on her and ran to the area where the lighting had struck.
Where a section of the bridge had once been, a hole fifty feet wide in the bridge was smoking at the edges.
On the other side, she spotted the Wendo and a few White Fang running from the gap, back into the mist.
"Thor…" she muttered and feel to her knees, tears running down her cheek, and she covered her face.
She heard footsteps around her as hunter, huntresses and soldier ran to the massive gap in the bridge.
She felt a hand on her shoulder, she didn't know if it was Jaune, Yang or Weiss, but human contact was incredibly relieving. But she'd failed him, she wanted to… had tried to…save him. But in the end, he'd died to save them.
She'd failed him, and she didn't think she'd ever get over it.
Yang didn't want to think it had happened. But she couldn't deny it, Thor had blown himself and the Grimm to pieces to stop there advance.
She knew they were on the back heel, even if they had pushed them back, they kept coming. The rain helped hide her tears, but she didn't think she'd have cared even in the light of a clear day.
She hadn't ever experienced such a personal loss in her life since Summer had died. But this was different, not worse or better, just different.
She'd loved him, in a romantic way she didn't even know was possible. But it was there, and now he wasn't.
She'd have spent the rest of life with him if she could have. Had a family, even settled down, and that was something she had never even considered before him.
She ran he forearm over her eyes to wipe her tears away.
Jaune didn't know what it felt like to lose faith in a religious sense. But he thought this was as close as he had ever come.
Thor had in many ways seemed almost like a god, even on deaths door, he didn't let it affect him and fought on, like the Thor in the book.
But now he was gone, what would they do?
He thought he heard boom off in the distance, but ignored it as he looked into the mist below the bridge.
But as he did he heard a familiar shriek that made a shiver run down his spine.
Looking to the other side of the bridge, she saw a few lights he knew now where the Wendo's weapons.
But as they came close to the edge of the gap, he saw they were riding, not on the horse Grimm, but the heads of fully grown Shreikers.
These creatures were massive, with heads the size of a bullhead and as the approached the edge of the newly formed hole, they reared up, and up and up like a massive cobra.
All the hunters and soldiers backed away as they towered over them on the other side of the broken bridge.
Then they dropped and the Wendo lept off them the attack the hunters. In the brief fight that followed, Jaune realized what they were doing, but too late.
The maggot-like Grimm had bridged the gap with their own bodies and now the Wendo were charging over them to continue the assault.
But a loud "CRACK" broke Jaune out of his thoughts of doom.
Thor lay under a pile of rubble, ready to slip away, his work done.
The man who had been leading the attack lay a few feet away, the cane was laying in front of him.
"Is this how you die?" a voice called to him, and his heart, for however few pumps it had left, spiked.
He looked around and saw…his father?
"Father?" he muttered, but he knew this wasn't his father, or at least not him in true form. The image before him was a ghostly white specter.
"You are Thor, God of thunder, and you let these mere mortals take your life?" The vision said.
"Father", he muttered to the thing he knew was not his father "I'm not strong enough…"
The specter or ghost whatever gestured to Ozpin's cane. "You know what to do, you just have to do it."
The vision faded, and Thor didn't know if it was true vision or his own subconscious telling him what to do, but he reached out and gripped the cane of the former headmaster.
He felt the energy he'd felt before start to fill him, but he felt it was trapped in this object. He didn't know where the idea came from, but with the last of his strength, he crashed the cane into the rubble he was trapped under.
The cane broke to pieces, but as it did the energy in it was released.
Many of the hunters and soldier were breaking and running at the sight of the bridge made of Grimm, and the Wendo riding across it.
Jaune felt his blood run cold, but didn't run. He looked to see his friends standing next to him and he wasn't about to break and run.
They'd die here, rather than running. As the Wendo crossed the bridge their mothers had made for them, Jaune was certain death had found them.
But something, he didn't know what, blasted through the bodies of the Shreikers, splitting most of them in half.
This was followed by a bolt of lightning that made the one Thor had just called look like a spark.
The wind was the strongest Yang had ever experienced. It blew the mist away like she'd blow a candle.
But the lightning bolt that passed the broken bridge was far more impressive.
It didn't seem possible. It was wider than the bridge itself. But it didn't seem to branch out to the side she was on, but rather to the side with the Grimm and the White Fang on it.
As she looked into this pillar of lighting she couldn't help but think of the book. Could this be the work of Thor's God's?
The logical part of her brain said no, but her heart was saying to not dismiss it outright.
As she looked into pure power of the lighting, she saw something. It looked like a man, his arms spread out, and he was holding something in his right hand.
The lightning died down, and she saw the figure more clearly. It was indeed a man, or at least he looked like a man. He seemed to radiate a natural light, that seem to illuminate all around him. He just hovered, mid-air, with sparks of lightning arcing off him.
He wore a red cape, almost like her sisters, but with no hood. He had silver armor on his arms, and his long blonde hair flowed down from his head, like Thor's used to.
But as the he turned to glance back at her and the group she was with, her heart damn near stopped.
It was Thor, but not as she'd seen him in months. He looked like he did before the fall of Beacon. He was unscarred, all his missing parts backs.
But he still seemed to radiate with a light she'd never seen before.
She was both overjoyed to see him, and yet scared, to see him in such a manner. As if he were the god he was named after.
As this thought crossed her mind, a truly insane thought came into her head. Could be possibly be…?
She shook her head to get rid of the idea, that was crazy, even now.
But still…
Thor hadn't felt like this in years. His power, coursing through him, his true power. His hammer in hand, he looked down at the remain Grimm and White Fang members on the other side of the bridge.
Raising Mjolnir, he started to spin it over his head, and the sound of thunder in the distance.
He called the lighting and soon dozens of bolts rained down the on the Grimm and Faunus. The Grimm were vaporized, and the Faunus either crumpled to the ground dead or were thrown off the edge of the bridge.
As their forces were being decimated, they started to fire on him, with assault rifles, rocket launchers and the Grimm throwing their spears.
He didn't bother to dodge or guard. They impacted him with as much effect as a gentle breeze might of affected a normal person.
The bullets bounced off him, the spears shattered and the rockets detonated to no effect.
Spinning his hammer faster, he called hail, as large and sharp as spears, impaling Grimm and White Fang a like. He called tornado's to thrown them into the air and off the edge of the bridge.
The screams of White Fang and Grimm echoed out as they plummeted to their deaths.
As he continued the onslaught, he felt a vague sense of fading, like he was running down a battery.
He didn't know how long this would last, how he'd called back his power was not a way he'd ever done it, and he had no idea if it was permanent or not. Better to fight this while he knew he could.
He spotted a lone figure still on the bridge, not killed by the barrage of lighting or hail.
Adam, his sword glowing a violent red.
Adam was having a flashback to fall of Beacon. The wind, the lightning, the hail. All things that had been thrown at him by this boy.
But the difference in scale and power was like comparing a firecracker to an atomic bomb. He could spot tornado's in the distances, and wind had was throwing debris the size of cars into the air so far and fast they disappeared in moments.
He absorbed more energy for his attacks in the few moments he'd started attack them than at any other point in his life.
His sword was actually vibrating so violently with the energy it hurt to hold it. If he could get one strike in, he could end him once and for all, but he needed him to come down to the ground for the best chance.
Adam didn't think he would, he could stay up there and pick them all off.
But then he did just what Adam wanted him to do and, landed on the edge of the broken bridge.
This was his chance and Adam charged him, sword raised to cut Thor clean down the middle.
Ruby couldn't believe what she was seeing. It was almost like a dream, but the fatigue and pain in her body told her that wasn't the case. But there he was, in the air, almost like his old self, but so much stronger. The pure scale was mind-boggling, she could see the storm affects reaching for miles in every direction, yet the all the destruction was concentrated on the other side of the bridge.
Thor had, at the peak of his power back at Beacon, could affect the weather in the area of one city block.
This was so far beyond that, she didn't know how to reconcile it in her mind in any other way than he was The God of Thunder.
Bullets, spears and rockets did nothing to him too, he'd never been that tough, in fact she didn't know anyone who could do that with no reaction.
Then she watched him land on the other side of the gap, and she spotted someone charging him.
It took her only a second to recognize Adam Taurus, and she called out to Thor "Look out!"
But instead of trying to dodge the attack or block it, instead he turned to smile at her as the blade came down on the top of his head.
And it exploded like it had been made of glass, and releasing an explosion strong enough to throw Adam back away from Thor.
Thor for his part didn't even seem to notice the attack, but turned back to Adam after a moment.
Adam rolled on the ground for about fifty feet before he managed to stop himself and get to his feet. He only stood for a second before collapsing to one knee and looked at his shattered sword.
Then he looked up at Thor, who was walking towards him like he was walking down a park road.
Adam eyed the mallet in his hand, and saw it was glowing with electricity.
This couldn't be, this just couldn't be. This inferior human had just stood there and took the strongest attack he'd ever used, and it had done nothing to him, but had destroyed his sword.
"No!" He should and ran at Thor, intending to kill him with the broken blade.
As he neared his target, Thor swung his mallet at his arm like he was swatting at a fly.
At first Adam thought his arm had been broken. The shock of the attack ran all the way up his arm and into his chest. What was more he couldn't feel anything below his elbow.
Dropping to his knees, he grabbed at his broken arm, but instead of feeling a mangled arm, he felt nothing but a bloody stump.
Finally taking a look, he saw that Thor's attack had either broken his arm off, or had blown it to pieces. The part that remain was twisted and mangled beyond recognition. If it hadn't been attached to his should, she wouldn't of know it was an arm.
He looked up into the face of boy…no man, who'd done this. How could a human, or anyone, be this strong?
"What are you?" He said through gritted teeth, waiting for the final blow.
"The God of Thunder." Thor said, and raised his hammer to finish off Adam.
Thor didn't take joy in killing, but this man had hurt him, Yang and Blake, and would ally with the Grimm to achieve his goals.
But before he could finish of the White Fang leader, A single Wendo threw a spear into his face. It shattered like glass, but it did obstruct his vision long enough to allow the Grimm to ride and get Adam and flee.
It was a futile effort, and tossing his hammer into the air once, he caught it and threw it at the fleeing Grimm.
He didn't hit it dead on, but off center, but the force threw the Grimm, it mount and the White Fang leader off the edge of the bridge into the abyss below.
The fog had cleared the moment he'd regain his power, but now he could see the lights of the weapons the Grimm carried fleeing back over the hills and mountains. There were still thousands of them, and he planned on killing as many of them as possible.
But he felt his power fading quickly, so he'd have to do it in one attack.
Rising into the air again, He called down one last bolt of lightning into Mjolnir.
Yang had dropped to her knees as Thor had started his assault, and now she was just sitting on the ground.
She watched him take Adam attack like it was nothing, and when he hit Adam's arm, it looked like someone had popped a balloon that had been filled with red paint.
Now he called another massive bolt of lightning into his hammer, and then he shot it out.
The lighting traveled the entire length of the bridge, and she watched it arc over the hills and mountains miles away.
It was like watching lighting in the sky but from a different angle. In the wake of the attack, the air smelled like burning ozone, and smoke of the dead Grimm rose into the air in such large quantities, it almost looked like a forest fire had caught in the surrounding area.
Her jaw had dropped open, and she could only think of one thing "He has got a lot of explaining to do."
Thor looked the fried corpses of the Wendo and White Fang for a moment before turning to return to his friends.
He flew and landed on the other side of the break in the bridge he'd made and looked at them all in turn.
The expressions on their faces would have been funny, if he wasn't sure he'd have to explain the situation. He'd danced around his past, and who he was the whole time he was with them, and now it had all come to the front and they had all seen it.
Ruby's face was a mixture of surprise, awe and joy. Jaune looked pale, almost like he was going to be sick. Blake's eyes were so wide, Thor thought she'd strain something.
Weiss looked like she was trying to mentally reconcile what she'd seen, not like she couldn't believe it, but didn't want to.
Nora was the only one smiling, and was almost jumping up and down with joy. Ren, looked by far the most composed, but his knees were shaking and he had to hold onto Nora for support.
Then he looked at Yang. She looked overjoyed, tears running down her face. She was sitting on the ground, and was slowly getting to her feet. She stumbled toward him and wrapped her arms around him, now openly sobbing.
He registered another force on his right and saw Ruby had joined her sister in embracing him. He returned it and said "I did say I wouldn't leave you, didn't I?"
"But!" Ruby near shouted looking up at him "You said you were going to die!"
"No." he said laughing "I said the skein of my life was woven, and that no matter what, I wouldn't live an instant longer. I just wasn't meant to die today."
Ruby sputtered at this and back away.
But the moment was broken by Jaune. "Thor!" he yelled, not in anger, but more out of the adrenaline rush he was still feeling "What the hell was that!"
"I'd like to know as well!" Weiss spoke up, stepping forward.
Yang and Ruby stepped back from Thor in order to really look at him.
He looked like he had back at school, the clothing aside. But even also seem to radiate light from himself.
Yang bite her lip, thinking of how they only hooked up after his accident, when he was so badly hurt. But he looked good now, better than ever even.
But that was something to think about later. "You kind of have to tell us what's going on, you aren't…" she felt like stupid kid for even trying ask him. This wasn't a fairy tale; these things didn't happen in the real world. But here he was standing before her.
But luckily Ruby finished the question. "So, are really, like, the Thor from those Viking stories, like the God of Thunder?"
Thor looked to Ruby, then to Yang, then to the others. Then he answered.
"Yes, I am Thor Odinson, Prince of Asgard, and God of Thunder." He held up his hammer for emphasis.
Okay, well that was out of the way, true or not, Yang had another question. "So why the act?" She said with a bit of anger grazing her voice.
"Act?" Thor asked, apparently confused.
"The being a normal human, the injuries, the poison, all of it. If you were this strong, why did…any of this things ever happen?"
Jaune suddenly felt angry. That was right! He could have stopped the Fall of Beacon single handily, saved Pyrrha, Penny, and even Ozpin.
"It was no act." Thor said quietly. "I was a mortal man then, stripped of my powers." He said with sadness in his voice.
"How? What could do that to you?" Jaune stepped in, wanting answers why this…god…as he called himself, let everything transpire as it had.
"My father." He said "What I've told you all, that was true, he sent me away, here, and I don't why, but-"He stopped talking as loud clunk echoed from his right.
Looking down, they all saw Mjolnir sitting on the ground.
Thor raised his right arm, and saw it looked like it was made of smoke and was blowing away.
Then he fell to his left as his leg did the same thing.
Yang ran to him to help him, but as she did, it seemed like his entire body was being blown away in smoke.
But it soon became clear it was more like he was transforming. After a couple seconds, he looked as he had when he had arrived in Mistral, minus his prosthetics and eye patch, and his clothes in tatters.
"What the hell was that!" Nora shouted, walking over to try and pick Thor's hammer for him.
She couldn't budge it, and started to yank on it as hard as she could.
"It won't do you any good." Thor said, looking at Nora and the Hammer. "Theirs and enchantment on it to keep other's from wielding it."
"What happened to you?" Ruby asked kneeling down next to him. "Where did your cool clothes go, and why are all your scars back?"
"The power." He said, somberly "Only came back to me for a moment, and I had to break this to return myself to my true form." Thor pulled out a Ozpin's case, the shaft gone and the handle so through cracked Jaune was surprised it was still in one piece.
"Where did you get that?" Yang asked, now curious as to how Thor got their old headmasters cane.
"The leader of the attack had it." He said, putting it away.
"Adam had that?" Blake finally spoke, stepping forward.
"No, I think this man was a human, and I'm certain he wasn't White Fang." He gestured to his own face and said "No mask."
"Wait so you broke the cane and got your powers back?" Yang asked "How does that work? And how did you know?"
Thor shook his head, to indicate he didn't know, but he still gave his explanation "It called to me, I could feel divine energy in it when that man hit me with it." He stopped talking for a moment, then began again "I saw a vision of my father down there." He pointed into the canyon. "I don't know if it was him or not, maybe it was just me hallucinating." He admitted.
Weiss watched the whole scene from a distance, she wanted answers, but Thor didn't seem to have many of his own.
But he'd lied to them, lied to them all. But she sort of understood why. Who would have believed him? She'd just seen him wipe out an army of Grimm and White Fang soldiers on his own as easily as she might of killed a bug, and she still felt doubt.
But gods coming to the world and walking among them? That was a lot to take in. If Thor was telling the truth, and she felt like he was, that opened a whole world of possibilities, and not all of them good.
If Thor was here, what about others from his world? What about the god Loki? Or the Fire Demon Surtur.
What if they were walking around, in human form, causing problems, maybe even involved in the disaster that seemed to be coming.
The dreams, and the events that just seemed to keep coming this past year. Thor had appeared almost three years ago, which seemed to be the time when all these events started to come into motion, where all evil seemed to start.
Had something followed him here? Was it even the reason he was here?
She didn't know, but she was scared now.
Qrow hadn't ever believed in any gods. Even when Ozpin told him of the brothers and their relics, he thought it was more likely something else, something more in line with what he considered normal.
But what he'd just seen, the raw power, it was beyond anything he'd ever seen, even from a full military operation, and this kid…no that wasn't right, he was a man, a god even, had done it so easily, when every hunter and soldier in the city was on the losing ending of the fight not a minute before he got his power back.
He watched his nieces and their friends talk to him and his power fade.
They talked for a moment, then he watched Yang help Thor to his feet and they headed back to the city.
Once they were gone, he went back to the where they were. The hammer was sitting on the ground, handle pointing into the sky.
He could feel the power of this thing, it was practically radiating off it. He seen the relics, and this felt like those, but much more potent. He reached out to try and pick it up.
But he stopped before actually touching it. He was worried it might burn him or electrocute him or something. But he'd see Nora try and pick it up and she was fine.
He gripped the handle and pulled.
Nothing, it didn't budge.
He put his other hand on it and pulled with all his strength, pumping Aura into his limbs to increases his strength.
The thing didn't even move an inch.
"Well, there is something more at work here." He muttered.
First thing he needed to do was talk to Thor, preferably when no one else was around. Then he needed to talk to Lionheart.
He thought he might have had a second chance here, to make up for the mistake he'd made. Oscar…the poor kid. It was his fault from bringing him outside the city to train him. He could of just done it at the school, but he was paranoid there were spy's there. But now he was gone, Ozpin with him, and the relic.
But this changed so many things, he felt something in his chest he hadn't felt in years. Something he'd come to hate when he did, because it almost always hurt him.
That feeling, was hope.
"I'm telling you I'm fine." Thor said as he sat in the Doctor's office.
"Humor me, oh so might God of Thunder." Yang said, keeping her hand on his shoulder to keep him from standing up. "You were nearly dead before you showed up to fight." She said, rubbing his shoulder. "I want to make sure nothing is left from it."
Thor had insisted the hammer would have purged the parasites and poison from his body and healed him. But she still wanted to make sure.
The Doctor finally came in, and she looked confused. "I don't know how, but there are no traces of the poison or the parasites in you blood."
She shook her head "I hesitate to use the word "miracle", but…I don't know what else to call this."
Thor stood up on the primitive prosthetic he'd been given, and said "Thank you doctor, now, if you'' excuse me."
He started to make his way out of the office and Yang stood up to follow "Thank you doctor." She said and rushed after him.
As they walked down the hall Yang spoke up "So what next?"
"I need to replace my arm and leg, and my weapon. I can't use Mjolnir anymore, until I figure out how to truly regain it." He said limping down the hall.
Well, that was important she guessed, but that wasn't what she meant. "I mean you and me." She said "Don't you think this might change the dynamic of our relationship." She said and he turned to look at her, confusion on his face "just a bit?" she added.
"Why would it?"
She couldn't believe he'd say that. "Ummm, you being a deity is a pretty important piece of information decided to leave out."
"Would you have believed me if I had said I was a god?" He asked "Or do you think they'd have sent me to some asylum?"
Yang opened her mouth to say something, then shut it. She knew he was right. He's omitted his past, but she could see why.
She remembered when they had found the book, she had worried that he might be unhinged if he thought he was a god.
"But still…" she muttered "You don't think there is a level in inequality here? I mean, how old are you really?" She asked, not sure she wanted the answer. "I mean…"
"I don't know honestly." He said. "I remember when the human race was made, and the world formed."
Yang felt herself get a little dizzy at that. That old? How…well she knew how, but it still made her head spin.
"Yang." He said turning to look her in the eye "I am a human now, this body is young, I am human now."
"Thor, I get what you're saying, but…" He certainly wasn't human back on the bridge. He was completely immune to everything that hit him, bullets might as well of been spitballs. "How can you even be interested in someone like me?" She finally got what was bothering her. He had to know other gods who were stronger than her, smarter, better looking. She was feeling like she was competing against beings she had no hope against.
"Because I do." He said smiling, and kissed her on the cheek. "Now, let's get me a real arm and leg." He tapped the wall with the prosthetic he had "I don't care to move around like this."
Thor had responded in a typical manner for him. A simple and true answer, not explaining his points, but stating them as fact. His frankness made her feel better, because it made her feel like he was being honest with her.
That made her feel better. A great deal better in fact. She made to follow him, but as she did, she passed the waiting room and saw the news feed.
She wasn't at all surprised to see it was covering the attack. But the video being shown was of Thor finishing off the army of the Wendo and White Fang.
She doubted anyone would recognize him now, but the speculation on what had happened was running wild.
She thought she might see some interesting news stories in the coming days. She wondered if there was any word of a living god roaming the city.
Still, while she didn't think Thor would be identified, there was a chance of it. There were others on that bridge, and at least one of them could probably connect the dots.
If that happened and became public knowledge, well privacy would likely go out the window.
So she decided in that moment, she better get all the moments she could with Thor while she could.
As they left the hospital, Yang couldn't help but think she had won over a god, a literal god.
Half joking, in her head she thought "damn, I knew I was good, but this good?" She laughed at her own internal joke and Thor looked at her.
"What's so funny?" He said with a smile.
"Nothing." She said grabbing his arm "Just thinking that I'm so hot that the gods themselves fall for me."
They looked at each other for a moment, then both started laughing.
Thor hadn't told anyone yet, but when he returned to his true form. He remembered more of what he was sent here for.
Not much, and in fact it didn't make any sense to him as it was, which was more frustrating. He remembered his father mentioning something about a "safeguard", and how he had to leave to ensure it.
It was irritating but, he now had some sort of track to follow to figure this whole situation out.
He also remembered where his knowledge of how to build his weapon came from, his first. His father had imprinted it on him, so he could…what? That was still missing, but now he knew he could trust the knowledge.
Maybe he'd try again? Fix the issues he had before. And now he knew he could safely pass the information onto his friends, help them improve their weapons.
So while he was upset he still couldn't use his powers at will, he was happy to have some answers.
Maybe even improve the prosthetics.
Well, things did seem to be looking up.
But he needed to get some replacement gear, at any rate. He didn't have any of his prosthetics or his ax. He supposed he'd have to retrieve it. The parts were too valuable to just forget, even in pieces, there were things he could use.
But right now, after everything he'd been through the last few days, he wanted to relax, let his mind wander a bit, and recover mentally.
He remembered telling Ruby, what seemed like forever ago, that rest was as important as training. Well, they all needed rest right now, and he planned to take it.
Ruby sat with Jaune on a park bench, holding his hand, resting her head on his shoulder.
"I can't believe it Jaune, it's just like the old stories." She said, kicking her feet back and forth.
Jaune didn't respond right away, but he had to agree with her. A living God coming to save the day. They had just experience a literal Deus Ex Machina. It was crazy, yet, he'd seen what he could do, with no effort.
"I know it's crazy, but it explains a lot." He finally said.
"Like what?"
"I mean…he always seemed way more experienced than he should, given how old he is." He replied "Or how old he looks, I guess." He corrected himself.
"Huh…I hadn't thought of that." Ruby said.
They sat there for a few more minutes before Ruby stood up, still holding his hand. "Let's go do something." She said, pulling Jaune to his feet.
"What?"
"I don't know, but I…feel so alive after all that, winning the battle, all of us making it out, Thor not only getting better, but seeing what he can do. I just feel really good right now."
Jaune looked into her eyes, and was happy to see she was feeling so happy, but he thought he saw something else in there that might not be so good.
But he had to admit he was feeling really good right now, so he agreed.
"Alright, let's go find something to do."
Blake had made her way to the Library. It was abandoned in the attack, and she was going to find that other book.
Thor had said he'd translated it, but there could be something in the book itself, especially now that she was sure they were dealing with real magic. The one she'd carried for so long felt like it was almost alive.
She felt like she need to bring the two together.
It didn't take her long to find it with the building deserted. It looked only somewhat like the other, but the runes were a giveaway. Once she picked it up, she knew this was the right one. It was warm to the touch, despite being the vault since Thor and Yang has translated it.
Thor had the other in the hospital, and she didn't know what he did with it. But that was something that she could deal with later.
As she made her way out of the building, she thought of what she saw on the bridge. Thor had taken Adam apart in an instant. Not just that, but the sword breaking on his head like that. It was almost too much to really comprehend.
A god, an honest to…well God, god.
There were tons of stories of course, tales an religions on them. But to have one walking among them? It was insane.
If she hadn't seen what he did with her own eyes, she wouldn't of believed it.
But the smell he gave off, the one that had altered her to his presence a fueled her interest in him. Now it made sense, or maybe not sense. But it explained it. He was human, not really, no matter how much he looked it, she had know he wasn't human or Faunus. He was more, just like she had thought, even in his mortal form, he was greater than most.
Shaking her head, she decided to go find Sun. He's been MIA since the first raid. She'd been worried about him, knew trying to find him in this city would be near impossible, especially in the climate of the city in terror.
In all honesty, she'd expected him to of found her by now.
She knew he could look after himself, but she worried none the less, he could be hurt or worse, and she knew that, as much as she wanted to dismisses these feelings as unwarranted, they were actually completely realistic.
Nora sat with Ren in their room. The revelation on Thor was so incredibly mindblowing, that Nora couldn't contain her excitement.
She was friends with the honest to goodness God of Thunder! She wondered if when he got his powers back he could make it rain maple syrup and pancakes? He was a god after all, that shouldn't be too hard to do right?
And he liked his hammer's, just like her. She knew she liked him for a reason.
But Ren had gone quiet in the aftermath of all the excitement, and she wanted to know what was bother him.
"Is everything okay?" She finally managed to ask, wanting to asked the right question, couldn't figure it out, and decided to keep it vague.
"It's just." Ren started "This means that, everything, or most everything in that book is real, or at least based on something real, right?"
"Ummm, sure?" She said, not certain where he was going.
"Did you ever read the part about Valhalla?"
"A bit, I really just skimmed."
"Did you read the part about the Valkyrie?"
"Ummm, that's my last name…" she said trailing off.
"It's also the name of the women who bring the dead into Valhalla."
"Umm…what are you saying?" She asked hesitantly.
"I don't know Nora, but you don't know much about your family, you think this may be a clue?"
Nora didn't know about that, but she found herself wondering how she hadn't made the connection before.
Weiss walked the streets, thinking about the world-changing event she'd just witnessed.
This…this changes so much. If Thor found out a way to draw on the power reliability, then…it would throw off the power balance of the world. A single entity, who could decided who would win that conflict. Anyone who had him on their side would have an unfair bargaining chip.
What would Atlas say, for example, say to Vale if they had a trade dispute, and Thor commanded, or demanded, they accept whatever terms Vale wanted. What could they do to stop him?
Or is Mistral wanted Menagerie to have outsourced factory, where the laborers had to work for penny's a day?
No one should have that much power. But he was a god, maybe he was supposed to? Or maybe he knew how keep out of the affair of mortals? Apparently the rest of gods did, given how they never seemed show up when people needed them.
But that issue aside, there were other things that scared her. The monsters on his book, the malevolent gods as well.
She was going crazy thinking of all the things this now meant. But he didn't have access to his full power now, and while she thought that might not be good for their current situation, it might be good overall.
She had other things to worry about, like Jaune and Ruby. She didn't think she'd ever be jealous in this type of situation, but here she was, jealous.
She sighed "I can't believe what my life has become." And sat down, rubbing her temples.
Adam was in haze, and was almost certain he was dead. That was until he was dropped on the ground by something big and strong.
Opening his eyes, he looked around and saw a handful of the Grimm, and maybe a dozen White Fang soldiers.
All of them looked the worst for wear.
"Where are we?" he croaked out, trying to sit up, but his head was swimming and he lay back down.
"You are at the camp of the Wendo." A cultured an vaguely familiar voice responded.
Adam looked around and a man he knew to be named Arthur Watts, walking towards him.
"Wendo? What the hell is that?" he asked, wanting some clarification.
"What the media has taken to calling these fine Grimm." Watts said point to the humanoid Grimm.
Watts walked up to him and knelt down to look at him closer "That was quite the failure Mr. Taurus, you're forces as well as the Grimm, decimated by one man. " He stood up and glared down at him "And Hazel, gone, along with the relic you managed to get for us." He walked around the camp, shaking his head, but Adam just watch. "We are very disappointed in you."
"It wasn't my fault, we had them!" He growled, rolling onto his stomach and pushing himself up with his reaming arm. "Did you see him!" He roared "He said he was a god, and I'm inclined to believe him!" He finally managed to get to his feet. "How could we stand up to that! How could anyone!"
Watts just walked around the camp for a few moments. "No, I don't think anything on this world could, but luckily, I just might have a solution.
He waved his hand and truck pulled forward with a massive tarp on the back. One of the Wendo pulled the tarp off, and inside Adam saw what was best described as machine in the shape of a skeleton.
Watts the whistle and one of the large worm-like Grimm came forwards and shot tentacle out of its mouth and consumed the machine.
"What is that?" Adam asked.
"A machine, more advanced than any other. It can even generate Aura, but it need some more parts to work.
"Like what?" Adam asked, sure he didn't want the answer.
As he asked, Grimm, typical once came forward, and the worm began eating them. It ate maybe a hundred of them before the Wendo stepped forward to be consumed.
"All right, so it will fuse with the Grimm, but will that really make it that strong?"
"No." What's said "It needs more, life."
Before he knew what hit him, Adam was on the ground, completely paralyzed. The few White Fang soldier left stepped forward to help, but were soon on the ground themselves.
He was helpless as they were dragged to the worm and it wrapped it's tentacles around them and pulled them into its gaping maw.
AN: So did anyone catch the reference to the Original Comic run.