Billy Butcher was a naturally suspicious and short-fused bastard. Even now, he was dead sure this whole so-called "Quiz game" was one big bloody scam from the get-go.
After the electroshock treatment? Yeah, that just sealed the deal for him. He was convinced some Vought supe was messing with them behind the scenes.
But what Billy didn't know was that over in the world he shared with Hughie and Annie, the arrival of the Quiz game had thrown Vought's supes into complete chaos. None of them knew what the hell was going on either—and it was already stirring up a massive shitstorm.
Not that Billy gave a damn. He'd already decided Thor might be behind it all, so while cursing and spitting in his direction, he kept glaring at the God of Thunder like he was ready to rip his bloody head off. It was a straight-up, no-BS challenge.
Thor crossed his arms over his chest, clearly not in the mood to humor Billy's outburst. His voice was calm but carried weight:
"Save your strength. You can keep racking up negative points and enjoy more of those punishments."
"Paranoia's not gonna help you. Sooner or later, your own future's gonna show up on that screen. Might wanna be a little more careful when answering."
Truth be told, Thor was kind of relieved. Good thing this was a solo round. If it had been a team match? Total disaster. These new players looked like the worst squad you could ask for.
Once the punishment was over, the screen lit up, showing the correct answer video.
A small town in Asgard was attacked, and all the children were kidnapped. Their frantic parents turned to Valkyrie, begging her to help bring their kids home.
The two Thors weren't just standing around either. Jane—now wielding Mjolnir—had already circled the planet twice and still found nothing.
Thor, the OG, had seen plenty of battles and wasn't too shaken. He tried to reassure them:
"That coward must've left Earth. We'll find him."
In the video, the vibe between Thor and Jane was... awkward. They'd broken up a while ago, and Jane couldn't even remember exactly when. Three, four years maybe?
But Thor, flashing a soft smile, answered without missing a beat:
"Eight years, seven months, and six days. I never forgot. Last time I tried to see you, I couldn't. You were already gone."
Well damn. Up until now, anyone seeing Thor's huge, hulking frame probably wouldn't peg him as the sentimental type—but there he was, still hung up on an ex, tracking their breakup down to the day.
Clearly, he hadn't moved on. And, honestly? Fair enough. The guy was the freakin' Prince of Asgard. The real-deal God of Thunder. Tall, jacked, powerful, noble bloodline—the full package. Normally, he'd be the one doing the dumping. Getting dumped? That was a plot twist.
It was straight out of a cheesy CEO romance drama: the overbearing alpha male, obsessed with his pure-hearted ex-girlfriend. Of course Thor was still pining for Jane—he thought she was the one.
Off-screen, Deadpool practically exploded with laughter, sounding like a goose being strangled:
"Honk honk honk! Oh my GOD, Thor, you poor bastard! I believe you, man, I believe she was your true love. Wow. Gotta admit, any chick who can ghost the God of Thunder? I'm already into her. Call me!"
Thor's face twisted with fury. Even his usual self-deception couldn't hold up to that. He snarled:
"Shut the hell up, Wade! Or I swear I'll reach through whatever dimension you're in and rip your filthy mouth off your face! Don't think I won't find you!"
Deadpool just swayed back and forth like a drunk inflatable tube man, piling it on:
"Aww, what's the matter, Sparkles? Scared someone's gonna swoop in and steal your girl? Wait—oopsie—I forgot, she already dumped your Asgardian ass! Hahahaha!"
Thor grabbed his head like he was about to rip his own hair out. His temper was flaring fast. Next to him, Stephen just sighed and chuckled, shaking his head.
"Give it up, Thor. You're not gonna win a shouting match with him. Best to just tune him out."
Thor grunted and huffed but finally redirected his focus back to the screen.
Onscreen, Thor and his ex had a minor squabble, but in the end, they made peace. There were more pressing issues at hand.
They met up with Valkyrie and Korg to figure out their next move. But even in the middle of all that, Thor was still hung up on his old hammer. He looked at it the same way he looked at its new wielder.
He tried flirting with Mjolnir—literally. And that didn't sit well with his current weapon. As Thor kept trying to woo his old hammer, Stormbreaker began to slowly float toward him… axe blade first… looking ready to give its owner a very jealous whack.
That got a big laugh out of the audience. Who would've thought a damn axe could get jealous? And Thor—so powerful, so heroic—was suddenly exposed as a total dork with weapon relationship drama.
After that little comedy break, the focus turned back to the real problem: the God Butcher, Gorr. No leads, no trail—they had nothing to go on.
That's when one of the kidnapped kids used their powers to contact Thor. Turned out, the kid was Heimdall's son and had inherited a slice of his father's abilities.
Using astral projection, Thor entered the prison where the kids were held. He confirmed they were safe and even pinpointed the location—deep in a mysterious corner of the universe known as the Shadow Realm.
It was a place where color didn't exist. Everything was black and white.
But at least now they had a direction. They weren't flying blind anymore. And Thor didn't rush in headfirst like the old days. After taking his fair share of hits, he'd finally learned to be more cautious.
He decided to build a proper rescue team. One powerful enough to take on Gorr.
"Omnipotence City. That's where we'll find reinforcements," he said.
Valkyrie nodded in agreement, but Jane—new to the whole god business—looked confused.
"What's Omnipotence City?"
"It's the home of the most powerful gods in the universe. We can put together the greatest team ever assembled!" Thor said, practically glowing with excitement. "We could even recruit—uh... the Feathered Serpent God or—maybe—maybe even Zeus, the oldest and wisest of them all!"
He was pumped. Like the squad was already locked and loaded in his mind.
And honestly? It wasn't a bad plan. Gorr wasn't just their enemy. He was a threat to every god out there. So teaming up made total sense.
Thor didn't waste time. He summoned Stormbreaker to open the Bifrost and lead them to Omnipotence City.
But the moment he grabbed the axe, it sparked with furious lightning—zapping him so hard he almost dropped it.
Yeah... Stormbreaker was still jealous.
And it was pissed.
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