Chapter 310: Family Matters

Chapter 310: Family Matters

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13th May 2013, Svartalfheim

(Jasmine Sayre POV)

Odin must have understood the dangers that Malekith truly represented with the Reality Stone in hand and created a giant glowing runic array that immediately immobilized the leader of the Dark Elves.

Malekith's forces watched in a mixture of fascination and worry, and the Aether slowly started leaving his body as he screamed in pain. When it was halfway towards Odin, giant black swords filled with dark energy materialized and attacked the Asgardian army. In this attack, over half of the attacking force was decimated. Odin needed to stop his attack on Malekith to properly defend himself.

I knew this type of attack. I was very familiar with them when I fought their owner and Odin recognized them as well, as he looked worried for the first time since the fight began.

A portal filled with green and black materialized itself, and a woman stepped out of it. It was one that I recognized, one that Odin recognized. Hela was here, and with this, the plan almost went out of the window.

She looked at her father and gave him a grin, "Well, Odin. Long time no see."

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(Thor Odinson POV)

Thor felt alive during battle. He felt a thrill when he defeated his enemies with his bare hands. The God of Thunder was born for battle, and he knew it. Some of the happiest moments of his life were during the quests that his father had assigned to him in his youth. It was a dream of Thor's to fight alongside his father for the glory for Asgard.

What a fool he was.

War was not glorious, it was not kind, it was not noble. It was death. His father was right, it was foolish to seek out war. This just put the Prince's foolish declaration of war on Jotunheim a few years ago into perspective.

And yet, as he looked at the bodies of his friends and comrades, he didn't feel glory, noble, or anything really. Everything was going relatively well in the assault on the Realm of Shadows. Malekith was being slowly pushed back by his might and that of his father. The Dark Elves were taken by surprise and the plan was working. The Morrigan had stayed behind to make sure that the portal would stay open. Apparently, it needs to stabilize due to the chaotic nature of the convergence. The spell needed to recognize the pattern to stay open independently, something that the Morrigan was currently doing on her own.

And yet, even without her involvement, Asgard was prevailing. Everything was going well until a dark woman appeared and killed half of their forces in a single attack. In mere seconds, Thor lost the comrades he had, including Lady Sif and the Warriors Three. He was not the only one to look horrified by that fact. Tens of Thousands of brave Asgardian soldiers were slaughtered as if they were nothing.

After this attack, the entire battle froze. Dark Elves and Asgardians alike were frozen in terror at the attack and stared with horrified expressions at the woman who caused it.

The woman radiated power and malice and was particularly focused on his father. She gave him a cold smirk and spoke up, "Well, Odin. Long time, no see."

As for Thor, he leapt into the air, almost flying and sent a concentrated beam of light towards the still regenerating Malekith. The Dark Elf did try to shield himself by creating a shield of darkness that swallowed the attack, but then Thor ran at him with a Thunder Punch and threw him away. He then generated ropes of lightning that he used to summon the Elf back.

With most of his control over the Aether focused on regenerating, Malekith barely had any left to attack the God of Thunder who kept bombarding him with one attack after another, slowly disintegrating parts of his opponent which were slowly being regenerated.

By the end of the barrage, Malekith was barely more than a few limbs connected entirely by the Aether. Focused on healing himself, the leader of the Dark Elves did not see Thor charge at him with a hand filled with lightning, which was letting out a high-pitched chirping sound, similar to that of a flock of birds. In barely a fraction of a second, Thor had appeared in front of his enemy, his hand going through his chest.

Malekith let out a mocking laugh, "What was that supposed to do?"

Giving him a smirk, Thor answered, "This."

Suddenly, the lightning in Thor's hand became blinding in its intensity, and Malekith started screaming. He was being torn inside out, getting disintegrated by the lightning one cell at a time. Even the Aether itself had shattered for a second before reforming.

Malekith was dead, and Thor used the Aether's destabilization to use the small artifact that his father had given him. It was a metallic structure that absorbed the red chaotic artifact safely. Slowly, the artifact started glowing red, until none of the Aether remained on the outside.

With his main enemy done, he needed to help his father. He ran towards his supposed sister who kept sending her conjured swords at his father. The King of Asgard looked like he was in a sorry state, and yet Thor knew that he was holding back immensely, only shielding with his runes without using any of the true power of the Odinforce.

Thor needed to protect his father, so he sent a bolt of lightning towards his sister, who easily blocked it with a projected black shield.

She gave him a cocky smirk, "Is he supposed to be my replacement? What a disappointment."

Odin replied back, "The only disappointment here, Hela, is you."

"Then watch him die for your sake, Odin."

The woman snarled and sent dozens of black blades at him which he destroyed with his lightning. He summoned Mjolnir and sent it at her. The woman, Hela, actually grabbed the hammer and froze it in place.

Gaping at the scene, he uttered, "That is impossible."

The woman smirked at him, "Oh honey, you have no idea what's possible."

With a squeeze of her hands, cracks started appearing on the hammer, until it was destroyed, releasing an explosion of lightning. Whatever was left of the hammer was a few pieces of Uru metal. Thor tried to deny it by trying to find his bond to his hammer, but he found nothing. Mjolnir was dead.

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