→ THREE!

◜ to the junkyard we go ◞

THOR SOARED TOWARDS THE GROUND, SMASHING INTO A PILE OF RUBISH. He groaned loudly, slowly getting to his feet. He was confused, to say the least. Thor's eyes searched his foreign surrounding, not familiarizing with anything around him. His eyes narrowed.

A sudden cry made his eyes snap up to the sky, to spot another body fall from the clouds. He tilted his head in slight confusion, before remembering Amber. His eyes widened, a smile spreading on his lips. Thor was about to call out to her, only to realize Amber's body falling towards him very quickly.

His arms reached out, going to try and catch her, only for Amber to slam into Thor, knocking them both over.

Amber moaned in pain and got off Thor, standing up to look around. Her eyes snapped open wide. Thor got to his feet, looking around too. "I'm not entirely sure where we are."

Amber looked at Thor with narrowed eyes, shooting daggers at him. "Thor, where the hell are we? One moment, I was in the sanctum, reading. And the next, I'm some Norse goddess?! I have to get back to New York! You have to get me back―"

Her words were cut off by loud crack break out in the sky. The two looked up to see a large sheet of metal fall towards them. Amber's eyes widened.

"Look out!" she screamed, quickly grabbing Thor by his biceps and yanking him towards her. Thor crashed into her, and instinctively grabbed onto her. The two spun around, nearly missing being hit by the scrap metal. Thor managed to trip on Amber's feet, falling and pulling her with him.

He fell on top of her, not being able to break the fall. Amber groaned out as Thor blinked slowly, only to realize he was on top of her. "O-Oh, s-sorry about...that..."

Thor trailed off, perching himself on his elbows on either side of Amber's head. He stared into her heterochromia eyes, almost getting lost in them. Amber shot him a strange look before placing a hand on his armoured chest and pushing him off. "Okay there, big guy..."

Thor nodded awkwardly, quickly standing to his feet and helping her up. They made their way up a small garbage pile to be able to see farther out.

At the top, the two saw a few towers in the distance, and a red portal behind them.

An alarm suddenly went off, making them look towards a flying pod that was heading their way. In silence, the watched as it landed near them, and a heard of scavengers file out.

Amber glanced at Thor and spoke with hesitance. "Uh...Thor? Who are they?"

"I'm not quite sure, Amber..."

One scavenger stepped forward from the rest, and Thor and Amber slowly approached him. The scavenger took off his mask. "Are you two fighters? Or are you food..."

Amber's eyes narrowed. "I'm sorry?"

"We're just passing through," Thor said, standing closer to her.

The man tipped his head back, raising his gun. "It is food! On your knees."

Thor lifted his arm with his hand outstretched. When the realization dawned on him, he slowly raised both his hands in surrender.

Amber caught on, doing the same. She hoped that Thor had some plan to get them off this planet and back on Earth.

Once the man was close enough, Thor grasped him by his clothing, throwing him with ease into the distance. Amber's eyes widened as she gasped.

Just by the action alone, she had some idea of the strength the god possessed, causing her to blush.

Another grabbed ahold of Thor's cape, ripping off a large section. Thor glared at him, punching him away.

The other scavengers took action, raising their guns are surrounding the two. One shot a large electric net at them.

Amber and Thor fell together, entangled in the net whilst getting heavily electrocuted. Both cried out in pain.

The group surrounded them, beating, punching and kicking the two as hard as they could. This lasted for a few moments before a ship flew in, crashing into a pile of garbage before landing roughly. When the top vessel opened, out stepped a woman with black hair.

She stumbled slightly, before raising a half-empty bottle to her lips, quickly finishing it. The scavengers watched with tilted heads.

The girl threw her bottle down, wiping her mouth afterwards. "They're mine."

She started down the ramp, only to fall off the side and into the heap of rubbish. The scavengers shrugged it off, before turning back to their two prisoners.

"Wait!" the girl yelled, holding up her arm. She slowly stood to her feet.

Thor and Amber managed to lean up against their elbows, getting a peek at their drunken saviour.

"Wait..." she huffed, putting her hand on a carcass beside her and leaning on it. Her hand broke through the rotten skin easily. She grimaced and took her hand out, turning to the scavengers, stepping forward. "They are mine. So, if you want them, you go through me."

The man with the removed mask shrugged. "We've already got 'em."

She blinked. "All right them, I guess I go through you..."

"More food."

The woman stood in front of her space ship, bumping her fists together a few times to activate her controls. The guns to her ship suddenly shot out, mimicking her arm movements. When she stuck out her arms, the guns fired.

Thor quickly grabbed Amber in his arms, rolling over so his back was exposed to the crossfire.

When the mauling was over, Thor threw the net off of them both, and helped Amber up. Thor nodded at the woman. "Thank you."

She didn't respond. She flicked out her wrist, skillfully throwing two small disks at them. The disks landed on both of their necks, and clamped down on their skin. Holding up a small rectangular device, the woman electrocuted them unconscious.

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THOR AWOKE WITH A GASP, MOVING HIS ARMS, ONLY TO BE RESTRICTED. He passed down a colourful hallway, going faster and faster. The colours started to blur together, and Thor let out a scream.

He was suddenly in a room full of guards, and his scream was cut off. He looked to her left to see Amber already awake, and also strapped down in a chair. She pursed her lips, lifting her fingers to give a small wave. "Some lungs you got there..."

In front of them, was a man dress in royal colours, having grey dishevel hair and a solid blue line down his chin and neck. He hummed in thought, studying the two. "They are just wonderful," he glanced at the woman in the junkyard, who stood to his left. "It is a he?"

She nodded. "It is a he."

"I-I love when you come to visit, 142. You bring just the best stuff." he looked to the other woman on his right, who was dress in heavy armour. "Whenever we get to talking, Topez, about Scraper 142, what do I always say? She is the...and it starts with a B."

"Trash."

The man's face dropped. "No. Not trash. We're you waiting to just call her that? It doesn't start with a B!"

"Booze hag."

142 rolled her eyes. The man shook his head, looking at 142.

"I am so sorry. Best. I was thinking about best. I always say you're the best. She brought me my beloved champions, you know."

"You say that every time she's here."

The man ignored her, looking at Amber and Thor as they stared back uncomfortably. "What have you brought us today?"

"Contenders." 142 said in a husky voice.

"What?" Thor asked, his voice heavy.

He glanced between the two women. "I want to be closer. I need a closer look. Can you take me closer? Thank you."

The woman in heavy armour pushed his chair forward. He studied the two before pointing at 142. "Pay this lady."

Amber writhed under her wrist restraints, getting uncomfortable under the man's gaze. She turned away her head, avoiding any eye contact.

Thor started to thrash, being more flamboyant with his resistance. "Just wait a damn minute! I'm not for sale!"

Thor broke through his wrist restraints.

142 raised her device, and Amber shook her head. "Wait!"

She ignored Amber, pressing the button and electrocuting the both of them. The man in red chuckled. "Wow, he's a fighter. She isn't so much, but she'll learn."

142 smirked. "I take ten million."

"Tell her she's dreaming." Topaz announced, deadpanned.

"For heavens sakes, transfer the units." he said, rolling his eyes. 142 smirked, touching his cheek before walking away.

Thor shakily raised his finger at her. "You'll...pay for...this!"

"No, I got paid for this," she said, avoiding his hand and disappearing behind the wall of guards behind them.

"Here's what I wanna know," the man said, standing from his chair. "Who are you two? Some sort of power couple?"

The man held his own device, allowing more force to be applied to their wrists and head to keep them in their chairs.

"I am...the God of...Thunder!" Thor cried, breaking his wrists free again. As his arms slowly lowered, sparks of lightning crackled out of his fingers.

The man nodded slowly. "Wow. I didn't hear any thunder, but out of your fingers...was that like sparkles?"

Amber sighed in slight embarrassment. She felt the heavy stare of him, looking up to confirm. She puckered her lips in thought before nodding. "I'm...just Amber."