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Chapter 32- Old Allies

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"Loki. Loki," a small, stretched out whispered. (Y/n) reached out for the raven haired male in front of her. He was in a field, in front of an alter.

"Alfheim," Loki mumbled, "You sent me to Alfheim."

"We have beautiful memories here," (Y/n) looked at the altar. It slowly flickered away, "I wanted to send you somewhere peaceful."

"You should be here too," Loki reached out for (Y/n)'s hands, frowning when her form flickered, "But you aren't."

"I have work to do. I need to save the universe."

"You have no obligations to the universe anymore. You've done enough. Darling, come back to me."

"Is this what we're destined for? Always far away from each other in our ost desperate times?" (Y/n) questioned, looking up at the sky, "I trust the Fates, but I want everything to be okay. I don't want to keep having to lose you. I have to raise our children in peace."

"We will darling," Loki smiled slightly, "As soon as you come to me. Safe. I love you."

"I love you too, more than anything."

~*~

"Awaken."

(Y/n) snapped up with a loud gasp. Nearly falling off of the table she was lying on, she stumbled forwards. Thor's strong arms caught her, bringing her attention to the people in front of them.

"Who the hell are you guys?" Thor asked.

It was a strange group for sure, coming from a member of the Avengers. A human, a Groot, a Racoon, woman similar to a bug, a blue man, and-

"Gamora?"

~*~

The Guardians had given both Thor and (Y/n) a bowl of soup and a blanket. Once they were both settled the conversation picked up again.

"You know her?" The human turned to Gamora. She nodded silently, "Great, okay. So you two have an in, I guess. What the hell happened to your ship?"

"Thanos," Thor and (Y/n) answered in unison, "He came in and...Only half of our people survived. He stole the Space Stone."

Gamora sighed, walking to the window. She stared out at the destruction, "The entire time I knew Thanos, he only ever had one goal: To bring balance to the Universe by wiping out half of all life. He used to kill people planet by planet, massacre by massacre."

"Including my own," the blue man spoke up.

"If he gets all six Infinity Stones, he can do it with the snap of his fingers, like this," Gamora snapped her fingers to demonstrate.

"You seem to know a great deal about Thanos," Thor rose a brow.

"Gamora...Is the daughter of Thanos."

"Your father nearly killed my brother," Thor took a menacing step towards the woman.

"Oh boy. Stepfather. Technically. She hates him as much as you do," Quill stepped in between the two, "Hey uh, lady. How do you know Gamora?"

Gamora and (Y/n) met eyes. (Y/n) wasn't sure if it was the instability of her powers, or the situations. But her mind pulled her back to the last time she saw her.

"Do you have the map?"

"Possibly," (Y/n) stared at the woman in front of her suspiciously, "Do you have what I asked for?"

"He's alive," Gamora held out the pads to show me the different pictures, "I don't know what Thanos is doing to him but it's not good. Are you sure you want an in?"

"I love him. I've spent the last year mourning only to find out he's alive. I'm going to join him, bring him out safe."

"Why give me this map? You know what Thanos can do if he gets all six," Gamora looked at the ancient piece of parchment (Y/n) gave her.

"This is your chance Gamora," (Y/n) put one of her hands over the woman's, "Destroy it. And get out. Go live a life free of Thanos, and make sure that he never finds the Soul Stone. It's a win-win, isn't it?"

"I'll burn it to ash," Gamora nodded, "Everything you need to know is on those tablets. The Chitauri are planning something big for Terra, so join them soon."

"I understand. Good luck Gamora. We'll meet again."

"I'm sure we will."

"We met while travelling once?" (Y/n) shrugged, lying through her teeth. Thor placed a hand on Gamora's shoulder.

"Families can be tough. Look. Before my father died, he told me I had a half-sister that he imprisoned in Hel. Then she returned home, and stabbed me in the eye, so I had to kill her. It's life, isn't it, I guess. Goes round and round and I feel your pain."

Quill, seeming quite jealous, spoke up, "And I feel your pain, as well. I mean it's not a competition, but I've been through a lot. My father killed my mother, then I had to kill my father. And that was hard. Probably even harder than having to kill a sister. Plus, I, came out of it with both of my eyes-"

"I need a hammer, not a spoon," Thor shook the spoon, moving towards the pod, "How do I open this thing? Is there some sort of a four-digit code maybe. Maybe a birth date or something."

"Here," (Y/n) pushed Thor out of the way, she placed her hand on the screen, and it beeped, opening up the pod.

"What are you doing?"

"Taking your pod," Thor stated simply.

"No you're not!" Quill deepened his voice to match Thor's. (Y/n) snorted, hiding her grin behind her hand, "You'll not, be taking our pod today, sir."

"Are you making your voice deeper?" Rocket questioned, smirking.

"No."

"You are. You're imitating the god-man. It's weird," Drax added in.

"No I'm not."

"He just did it again!" Mantis gasped.

"This is my voice!"

"Are you mocking me?" Thor walked towards Quill.

"Are you mocking me? He's trying to copy me."

"Would you stop doing that?" Thor looked over to (Y/n), "He's copying me!"

"Literal children," (Y/n) pinched the bridge of her nose, "Worse than children. My children will not be like this. They will be well-behaved. I swear to Valhalla that they must be well-behaved."

"Enough!" Gamora snapped, stopping the two men's bickering, "We need to stop Thanos. Which means we need to find out where he's going next."

"Knowhere," (Y/n) stated, her hand going to where her necklace used to rest.

"He must be going somewhere."

"No. Knowhere? It's a place. It sucks. Why is he going to Knowhere?"

"For years half of the Aether Stone has been stored there. With a man called the Collector."

"The Aether Stone?"

"Only an idiot would give that man a stone."

"The Reality Stone is rightfully mine, and is a part of my being. That being said however, there were parts that I couldn't risk taking in. It was stored in the Aether Stone. I kept half- which Thanos took- and the other was given to the Collector. He's more trustworthy than you believe."

"How do you know he's not going for one of the other Stones?"

"There are six stones out there," Thor began, "Thanos already has the Power Stone because he stole it last week, when he decimated Xandar. He stole the Space Stone from us when he destroyed our ship and slaughtered half of our people. The Time and Mind Stones are safe on Earth. They're with the Avengers."

"Avengers?"

"Earth's mightiest heroes," (Y/n) shrugged.

"Like Kevin Bacon?"

"He may be on the team," Thor and (Y/n) shared a confused look, "Last time I was there he wasn't, but who knows."

"Yes, and as for the Soul Stone, well, no one's ever seen that. No one even knows where it is. Therefore, Thanos can't get it. Therefore, he's going to Knowhere. Hence, he'll be getting the Aether Stone. You're welcome," Thor said sarcastically.
(Y/n) glanced over to Gamora. They were perhaps the only two beings alive that knew where the Soul Stone was located.

"Then we have to go to Knowhere now," Gamora spoke up.

"Wrong. Where we have to go, is Nidavellir."

"That's a made up word," Drax claimed.

"Nidavellir is real?" Rocket climbed onto the table, "Seriously? I mean, that place is a legend. They make the most powerful, horrific weapons to ever torment the Universe. I would very much like to go there, please."

"The rabbit is correct, and clearly the smartest among you," (Y/n) facepalmed as Thor called the raccoon a rabbit, "Only Eitri the dwarf king can make me the weapon I need. I assume you're the captain, sir?"

"You're very perceptive," Rocket nodded in confirmation.

"You seem like a noble leader. Will you join me on my quest to Nidavellir?"

"Lemme just ask the captain. Wait a second, it's me! Yeah, I'll go," Rocket agreed happily.

"Hang on, wait," Quill spoke up when Thor and (Y/n) began to enter the pod, "Look, this is my ship. And I'm not going to- Wait, what kind of weapon are we talking about here?"

"The Thanos killing kind," (Y/n)'s sword appeared on her hip, "Though Thor is the only one that needs one."

"Don't you think that we should all have a weapon like that?"

"Oh no, that would be awful," (Y/n) laughed, "You lack the strength to wield them. Your bodies would crumble as your minds slipped into insanity."

"Is it weird that I wanna do it even more now?" Rocket asked.

"A little bit. Yeah," Thor seemed concerned.

"If we don't go to Knowhere and Thanos retrieves another stone, he'll be too powerful to stop," Gamora argued.

"He already is," (Y/n) shook her head, "He surpasses even my power."

"I got it figured out," Rocket waved his hands in a 'calm down' motion, "We got two ships, and a large assortment of morons. So me and Groot will go with the pirate-angel here, and the morons will go to Knowhere to try and stop Thanos. Cool? Cool."

Thor and (Y/n) stepped into the pod, taking two of the back seats. He held out one of the food packets to me. (Y/n) shook her head, even if she had to eat more for the twins, hunger was the last thing on her wind.

"We bid you farewell and good luck, morons," Thor waved as the pod took off.

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"I am Groot."

"Tinkle in the cup. We're not looking. What's there to see? What's a twig? Everybody's seen a twig."

"I am Groot."

"Tree, pour what's in the cup out in space, and go in the cup again," Thor ordered, staring out the window.

(Y/n) had finally taken up the offer on food, munching on a few of the snacks Thor had shoved into Quill's backpack.

"You speak Groot?" Eyes wide, Rocket stared at (Y/n) and Thor in shock.

"Yes, they taught it on Asgard. It was an elective."

"Yes, I took Alfheim's language instead," (Y/n) commented, "Bit ironic since I went there for my honeymoon."

"I am Groot."

"You'll know when we're there. Nivadellir's forge harnesses the power of a blazing neutron star. It's the birth place of my hammer. It's truly awesome."

"I miss Mjolnir," (Y/n) whispered, "I miss Asgard. I miss the Warriors Three and Sif. I'm not even sure where Sif is, and we don't have bodies to send off for the Warriors Three."

"So, missing brother, huh?" Rocket approached the pair, making it seem causal by messing with a few settings on a screen, "Yeah, that can be annoying."

"Well, he's been gone before, but this time he can't come back," Thor looked to (Y/n), "(Y/n) would kill him if he did."

"And you said your sister and dad?"

"Both dead. As are (Y/n)'s parents."

"Still got a mom, though?"

"Killed by a dark elf," (Y/n) shook her head.

"Best friend?"

"Right here," (Y/n) nudged Thor, "The others are either dead or missing."

"Are you sure you two are up to this particular murder mission?"

"Absolutely," the two wiped away their tears, "Rage, vengeance, anger, loss, regret...They're all tremendous motivators. They really clear the mind. So we're good to go."

"Yeah, but this Thanos we're talking about, he's the toughest there is."

"Well he's never fought us," Thor encouraged.

"Yeah, he has."

"He's never fought us twice. And I'm getting a new hammer. Don't forget."

"Better be some hammer," Rocket grumbled.

"You know," (Y/n) began to speak, "We're 1,500 years old. We've killed twice as many enemies as that, and every one would have rather killed us, but none succeeded. We're only alive because fate wants us alive. Thanos is the latest in a long line of bastards and he will be the latest to feel our vengeance."

"What if you're wrong?"

"If we're wrong...What more can we lose?"

Thor and (Y/n) took their original seats in the pod. Thor behind Rocket, and (Y/n) behind Groot.

"Okay. If fate does want you to kill that crapsack...You're gonna need more than one stupid eyeball," Rocket held out an eye to Thor, "Some herk lost a bet with me on Contraxia."

"He gave you his eye?" (Y/n) asked in disgust.

"He gave me 100 credits. I snuck in later that night and stole his eye," Rocket explained, completely casual about the fact.

"Thank you, sweet rabbit."

Thor removed his eyepatch, shoving the new eye into his socket. (Y/n) grimaced, looking away until he was finished.

"Oh. I would've washed that. The only way I could sneak it off Contraxia was up my- Hey, we're here!"

Thor smackd the palm against the side of his head a few times, "I don't think this thing works. Everything seems dark."

"It isn't the eye," (Y/n) stepped forward, "Nidavellir is dark. The rings are frozen."