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Chapter 3: Not in Midgard Anymore

*DC Universe. The Moon. Two Hours Ago.*

"Humph," Thor sighed as he looked at his useless Avengers ID card. "Mortal technology at its finest."

For the last 10 minutes he had tried to contact the Avengers with it, to no avail. For a good hour beforehand, he had tried calling out to Odin and Heimdall, also to no avail. His comm link had fried in the gateway vortex, rendering it useless. And there was no way in Hel he was going to try and open ANOTHER gateway.

He was stuck and alone.

With another sigh, Thor returned the ID card to the small pouch in his glove, then began walking, taking in his surroundings. Pieces of the Chitauri doomsday weapon lay scattered all over the ground at his feet, making metallic squishing sounds as he walked over them. Seeing nothing that would be of any help, Thor took Mjolnir and with a whirl, flew into the heavens.

He was still on the moon…just not the moon he knew. There was no Blue Area that he could see, no Watcher, no…item that he remembered was on the moon. This was, indeed a whole new moon.

"I have landed in an alternate dimension," the Thunderer mused. Continuing his flight, he headed away from the moon. Other than the missing objects that he was so familiar with, this was a moon exactly like the one of his Midgard. And speaking of Midgard, Thor stopped as his eyes beheld an Earth that was not his to call Midgard. Just as his, however, it was a very remarkable sight from space. The continents, at least, were the same. Nothing drastic seemed different about this Earth. Surrounding Earth, however…

On his Earth, a gigantic infrastructure orbited the planet, serving as its first line of defense against other worldly threats: the Peak, headquarters of the organization known to the mortals as SWORD, a SHIELD-like organization that was dedicated to the combat of invaders from other realms and planets. Thor was familiar with SWORD, and knew by sight the Peak, having saved it from falling out of orbit and onto the city of Sao Paolo once.

The giant infrastructure that orbited this Earth, however, was not familiar to him at all. For one thing, it was twice the size of the Peak, and unlike the satellite form that the Peak had, this infrastructure was more tower-like. Its structure was seemingly kept afloat via multiple giant engines near its bottom, and was also surrounded by three much smaller metallic structures. Whatever this was, it seemed as if the inhabitants of this Earth knew it was there and had no problems with it being there. Perhaps it served a similar function as SWORD did. Perhaps, even, this was the SWORD of this dimension, meaning that this was just probably a variation of the Midgard Thor came from. Perhaps there are Avengers here on this Midgard, willing to help him get back home, maybe even-

"This is the Watchtower attempting contact with unidentified being near Earth. Respond."

The voice came as an immediate surprise to him. And it invoked a sense of danger. Turning around rapidly, he raised his hammer, preparing for battle. But to his surprise, there was no one nearby. He was the only one around for miles. 'Did I simply imagine that voice?' he pondered.

"I repeat: this is the Watchtower of Earth attempting to contact unidentified entity near the planet. Respond."

His ID card…it was coming from his ID card?

Thor took out his card, and to his surprise, the screen on it was glowing with life, but there was no image; simply static. But there was no mistake that the voice had come from it. But who was calling him? And what was this Watchtower?

As if to answer his question, as if the voice had read his mind, it spoke again: "The giant structure you see orbiting the Earth is the Watchtower. We serve as Earth's first line of defense against any and all threats to it. You will not be asked again, identify yourself or we will be forced to believe you to be a hostile to Earth."

A hostile to Earth? He was technically more a foreigner. But since they already viewed him as hostile, it seemed to make no sense to go over and try to ask for any help. He got himself into this mess, after all. He'd figure something out by himself. Putting his ID card back into the glove pouch, he began flying towards the unfamiliar Midgard, away from the…watchtower as it was called.

"You have been warned."

At that, Thor stopped. From all the millennia he had spent in war, he knew vocal hostility when he heard it, and this voice certainly held it. He smiled to himself. This individual did not know what they were in for.

A boom echoed from a distance, and the Thunder God turned around to see a flurry of missiles heading for his direction, rapidly approaching. He frowned. Missiles? Was that the best this world had to offer? Sighing in disappointment, Thor simply flung his hammer to the oncoming wave. With a series of explosions, Mjolnir quickly made scrap metal of each of them before returning to its master. With a final look upon the watchtower, he spoke into his glove, loud enough for the ID to capture his voice.

"Attempt that again, and I will graze your watchtower to its center."

Not bothering to wait for a reply, Thor zoomed to Earth, specifically for the continent of North America. He decided he'd try his luck in New York, search for a Stark Tower, a Tony Stark to help him return to his Midgard. If that didn't bear results, from there…he had no idea.

Martian Manhunter simply stared at the images in front of him. This being had crushed some of the League's best weapons with an object not even the full size of his arm. This was enough cause for worry, for this was potentially a very powerful individual. His warning also came off as slightly unnerving. J'onn could clearly sense that if provoked enough, he really would try to destroy the Watchtower.

And with only about 10 Leaguers on Earth, one of them on vacation, it was an unsettling scenario.

As he watched the intruder enter Earth's atmosphere, he activated his comm link. "Watchtower to Supergirl."

"Go for Supergirl," came the reply.

"Kara, there is a being entering the Earth's atmosphere, and all attempts to contact it have failed. I need to you trail it, but maintain a safe distance; we still don't know how powerful this intruder is."

"I'm on it, J'onn. I'll let you know what I find out."

When he arrived at his destination, Thor maintained a distance of a few thousand feet above, taking in the site. It was just like the New York City he was accustomed to…with a few differences. There was no Stark Tower, nor an Avengers Mansion. There was also no Raft alongside the Ryker's Island he saw in the river. There was one building he didn't recognize that did not exist in his world, though. On the UN complex, a very regal building was standing close to the UN building. With his superior eyesight, he could see that it held a beautiful garden, filled with lush vegetation of various colors, many plants of which he had never seen before. A spectacular fountain was in the middle, a sculpture of female warriors spitting water out of their spears and fingertips. They were carved it what seemed to be marble, and were adorned it Greek style armor. If they were human, they would be quite lovely indeed.

There was clearly no Mansion, Stark Tower, or anything that could help him, leading him to believe that this dimension held no similarity to his own. But still, maybe there was an Asgard here as well? He pondered the thought, but immediately dismissed it. No, he would have felt it. All Asgardians had a sort of connection to the Realm Eternal, allowing any member of the Pantheon to contact it. Thor had realized he had lost the connection when his cries to the All-Father and Keeper of Bifrost went unanswered, and even if they were answered, most likely it'd be by a Norse Pantheon completely unfamiliar to him. Most likely, Asgard as he knew it simply didn't exist in this dimension. The though gave him a shudder.

For another five minutes, Thor remained floating in the exact same spot, trying to come up with an idea of how to return. One idea in particular kept popping up, but it was not an option he'd consider. But no matter how hard he tried, nothing else came to him. Finally, he sighed in defeat, recognizing the inevitable.

"Admit it, Thor," he told himself with a dry chuckle. "The only way you can possibly return now is if you open another gateway."

It was the only idea left for him.

Well, might as well make the best of it. Now, it was only a matter of finding the right pressure points in the dimensional boundaries of this Earth. In his realm of Midgard, weak pressure points were found all over, allowing for easy access to any of the other eight realms and easy return to Midgard. For that reason, it has always been known as the Middle Realm. It also allowed for inter-dimensional travel, which was far more unpredictable, which was why Thor almost never used them for that purpose. This Midgard, however, was completely foreign to him, and he knew not where the weak points to different realms and dimensions were.

Bur Mjolnir could help him with that. Odin had ordered upon its forging that it be able to detect any and all forms of magic and the points of entry & exit for realm and inter-dimensional travel where magic based. All he had to do was use Mjolnir to sense out magical dimensional boundaries throughout this Earth and from there he could figure out how to find his specific Midgard. Perhaps here the points would be easier to control and maintain.

Bringing Mjolnir to his face, he closed his eyes and spoke, "Mjolnir, with the power forged into you by the gods of Asgard, find the magic needed for us to return home." Almost instantly the hammer began to glow, albeit softly. Nonetheless, Thor smiled in satisfaction, for he recognized this as Mjolnir finding at least one point in the magical boundaries of dimensions. Allowing his hammer to guide him, the Thunder God flew off into the direction of the Atlantic Sea.

It was a few minutes later that he sensed he was being followed. Turning his head around, he could just barely make out a speck of a figure far behind him, maintaining a good distance above as well. 'Perhaps another individual from that watchtower in the heavens,' Thor guessed. Regardless, he was in no mood to battle; all he wanted at the moment was to go home.

A smile creeping onto his face, he decided to have a little fun.

"Alright, you," he whispered, "try to keep up."

Kara picked up the man's voice with her super hearing, watching with surprise as he suddenly picked up his speed and zoomed ahead of her with speed that rivaled Superman.

"Crap, he's onto me," she muttered as she likewise sped up after him. "J'onn, it's Kara. This guy's onto me and he's just as fast as Superman while flying. I'm trying to keep up."

"'This guy?'" came the Martian's response.

"Yeah, it looks like a guy. I thought it was just another metahuman, but I scanned him and his biology is nothing at all human except for organ positions. This could be an alien, for all we know."

"He had a weapon with him. Did you see it?"

"Yeah, it's a small hammer." Kara was having a difficult time keeping up with her quarry. She never could beat Clark in a race, and this guy had his speed.

"Is there anything extraordinary about it?" Manhunter asked.

"Hold on," came her reply as she began scanning the hammer. "It's made of some kind of metal, but I have no idea what it is." Suddenly her eyes widened as she finished her scan. "Crap."

"What is it, Kara?"

"J'onn, there seems to be some magical essence surrounding it." She was answered with a few seconds of silence. "J'onn?"

"Abort, Kara. You are vulnerable to magic, and if this being decided to turn around and engage you, you may be seriously injured. I'll get Fate and Zatanna on it, and I'll maintain satellite watch."

"If you say so J'onn; I was having trouble keeping up anyways." With that, Supergirl turned around and raced back to Metropolis.

Thor smiled with satisfaction as he turned to see his pursuer turn and head in the opposite direction. He had out sped them, and they had wisely decided against trying to keep up. All the better for him, for he could now focus his attention on reaching whatever destination Mjolnir was taking them.

Entering the skies over the Mediterranean Sea, he continued to fly, Mjolnir steadily glowing brighter and brighter, then suddenly jerked down, to his right. Without hesitation, Thor followed its lead, heading down towards the surface. Soon, an island came into view, one Thor didn't recognize. 'It must be an island that doesn't exist on my own Midgard,' he told himself. The island was beautiful, as lush and as green as the plants from that garden in New York.

A question for another day, Thor decided as he landed down onto the island beaches with a soft thump in the sand. He was immediately taken aback by the purity and beauty of this island. The way the sand sparked in the rays of the sunset; the majesty of the roaring waves as they crashed onto the shores; the mighty trees and plants that filled the islands that filled his eyes with a beautiful and vibrant green like he had never seen before. It all captivated him. 'Truly', he thought, 'this is an island of paradise.'

Remembering the reasons for his arrival, Thor forced himself to look back at his hammer, which had stopped glowing, but the Asgardian symbol on it began taking a deeper color, which meant he was close to the magical weak points. From here, Mjolnir would lead him on foot with simple and soft tugs.

Walking off into the forest, Thor couldn't help but smile. 'Soon, I will return home to my friends and allies.' He was sure of it.

Lost in his thoughts, he was completely unaware that he was being watched by a female sentry.

Next Chapter on Monday. If it seems like things are going a bit slow, I promise you, the next chapter will have a bit more action :) Stay tuned; reviews and whatnot always welcomed.