Chapter 3 – Unworthy
Republic City
Thor entered the city; it was something he had never seen, very different from his last visit to Midgard with his father so many years ago. The city glowed golden from afar, like Asgard itself. But from the inside it looked even livelier. People from multiple origins walked through the streets; they all looked at Thor with wonder as he passed by.
They had never seen a blonde, blue eyed, tall and muscular before. Thor was amused at the mortals' obvious recognition of his mighty presence. The Odinson arrived at a park, it was big but it was nothing compared to the Fields of Frigga, named after his mother. Thor sat down, feeling that his mortal form was beginning to get tired.
"I should see if mine mortal form can hold the little powers I have left." Thor said. He began to move his arm, the water followed his arm. He was pleased, and then he snapped his fingers and saw fire coming out. Then he clapped, and a lightning bolt came out of his fingers and clashed into the ground. People were beginning to see what was causing all the sound. Then, Thor kept testing his small powers; he touched the ground and caused the ground to shake without moving his arms.
The people around saw that he was controlling three of the four elements, they were all shocked. "Hey you, Mister!" One of the gatherers said. It attracted Thor's attention.
"What is it, mortal?" Thor said.
"Mortal? Never mind, how do you that!?" the man said.
"Do what?" Thor responded curiously.
"You are bending three elements. No one can do that except the Avatar!" the man exclaimed with the rest of the crowd behind him. In the crowd there were three hooded men.
"Well, thou may not understand mortal, but I am Thor Odinson, God of Thunder and Prince of Asgard!" Thor said proudly.
The crowd went silent, and then some began to speak.
"There are no such things as gods, only spirits!" One of them said.
"Yeah, you must be mad." Another one said.
"Yet, I control the elemental forces of this mortal realm. I am a god!" Thor defiantly said.
The benders in the crowd began to get angry at the sight of a man insulting the spirit's power. Then, a sky bison appeared above them. Thor was getting tired of these mortals.
"Everyone please calm down." Said a young woman that jumped off the animal, Thor was relieved that it was not annoying as the rest of the mortals.
"He is coming with me." Said the young woman with tan skin and brown hair, who seemed to have a charm on the crowd, Thor noticed.
"He is going with you, Avatar? But he just insulted the Spirits!" one of the people in the crowd said.
"Don't worry, I'll deal with this." She said and then turned around and faced Thor. "Get on the bison."
Thor, who was taller than the young girl looked down at her, then at the crowd. "As you wish, my lady." Thor said with a softer voice than the one he used when he defiantly spoke with the mortals.
The young woman was kind of surprised by this response, but she shook it off and got on the sky bison and took the man back towards the island at the cities bay. Thor saw a gigantic statue of a man holding a staff; he supposedly thought that this was some kind of hero to the mortals here.
"Who are you?" Thor was asked by the young woman who was guiding the flying animal. Thor was about to respond in the way he responded to the crowd but he thought otherwise.
"I am Thor, the God of Thunder and the Son of Odin." Thor responded with a firm but softer and kinder voice.
"Did you say the son of Odin?" the young woman said.
"Aye, and thou, who be thee?" Thor continued, "One as fair as thou would have a name."
"Uhhh…well, I am Korra. The Avatar." The young woman revealed her name. Thor felt better now.
"Hold on, you said you are a god?" Korra said.
"Indeed, I am Odin's son. I control the mighty lightning in the sky, the never ending winds on the air, the power of the earth and relentless determination of the seas. I am lord of the thunder, capable of shaking worlds with my bare fists. Or so…I could once." Thor finished saying as the Sky Bison landed.
A bald man with an arrow on his head awaited The Avatar and the powerless God of Thunder once they got off the massive animal. Thor saw how his eyes began to analyze his being.
"This is him?" He asked.
"Yeah, the hammer is spiritually connected to him." Korra answered.
"Hammer?" Thor said once she said the word. "Where?"
"On the training.." Korra was about to finish saying but Thor just ran towards were he felt his hammer.
Korra and Tenzin ran behind him, he moved faster than anyone they have ever seen, faster than the fastest Equalist member she had fought.
Thor stopped in-front of the crater. He was smiling. "Mjolnir…mine hammer." He said as he approached the mallet. Tenzin and Korra watched as he placed his big hands on the handle of the hammer and pulled.
"What? No,,,no, This can't be happening." Thor said. Getting worried, he pulled harder. A thunderstorm formed above the city. It began to rain.
"Noooooooooooooooo!" Thor screamed in sadness. He could not reclaim his most precious object, an object that he had been worthy in lifting. He was kneeling in-front of the unmoved hammer, getting soaked of rain water.
Korra and Tenzin brought the now grieving Thor inside the Temple. What no one noticed that on the side of the hammer there were words written on it, words that were put there by Almighty Odin himself, by his Odinpower.
Whoever holds this hammer
If he be worthy
Shall possess the power of…
THOR