[center][img]https://i0.wp.com/www.comicbookrevolution.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/10/Thor-17-Cover-Banner.jpg?fit=990%2C422&ssl=1[/img][/center] [hr] [b][color=17dbcc]Metropolis[/color][/b] [color=darkgray]Demolition Battle Site[/color] Storm clouds filled the skies covering the battlefield in an eerie darkness. Lightning struck all around the area as an ominous harbinger for what was coming. The clouds were parted above Donald's right hand by what appeared to be a shooting star or meteorite. It crashed into his hand triggering a shockwave from the speed and force of the impact. A flash of light erupted around Donald that even temporarily blinded him. When the light faded and his vision he returned he was no longer Donald and no longer half naked. He was wearing a dark blue armor with silver pieces arrayed around the breastplate. Attached to his shoulder was a red cape flowing in the wind. Around his wrists were silver bracers and in his hand was the weapon that he only read about in stories. He never imagined it to be real, but not only was it real, it felt... right in his hands. He couldn't explain it. It felt like he was always meant to wield this weapon like it was his birthright. He turned the legendary hammer in his hand and read the inscription. [b][i]Whosoever holds this hammer, if he be worthy, shall possess the power of Thor[/i][/b] [center][img]https://comicvine.gamespot.com/a/uploads/original/11140/111403694/9208820-ezgif-5-6027e0dde7.gif[/img][/center] The Destroyer Armor subconsciously stepped back giving into its pilot's fear. Winslow had never seen or known anything like this. He just thought Thor was some pretty-boy with powers over the weather, but now it made sense why Loki had approached him. What did he do to deserve such a curse on his life? How did he end up in the crosshairs of the Norse gods of Thunder and Mischief? Mischief... After he was done with Thor, Loki was going to be next. No one makes a toy out of Winslow Schott and gets away with it. The black cat climbed onto one of the building's debris to watch the scene and witnessed the transformation. It dropped pellets at the sight of Thor wielding Mjolnir before running back into the building to hide from the battle that was about to follow. [color=17dbcc]"I don't know what's going on."[/color] Thor finally said. [color=17dbcc]"But I do know that I feel stronger now. We can end this now before I destroy your toy."[/color] [color=violet][b]"The only thing getting destroyed here is you and your little hammer!"[/b][/color] Winslow yelled through the armor while charging another beam. Thor was surging with confidence and power. He prepared for the incoming beam and swung his mighty hammer to parry it when it reached him. The beam's trajectory changed heading towards the pile of rubble crushing Donald's crewmates. The debris turned to dust revealing the crew underneath it. They were unconscious, but alive. Thor sighed with relief. [color=17dbcc]"Thank God that worked and they're okay."[/color] Winslow couldn't fathom what was happening in front of him. He planned that? [color=violet][b]"Impossible... How'd you do that?"[/b][/color] [color=17dbcc]"Oh that?"[/color] Thor asked rhetorically. [color=17dbcc]"Just a lil flick of the wrist and some math. Let's see what else I can do with this baby."[/color] He swung the hammer by the wrist strap and was amazed by how natural it felt to use it. It didn't feel like he was wielding a hammer, but that it was purely an extension of himself and his will. He intuitively knew how to use it. He poured his energy into the hammer charging it with the lightning inside of him before releasing it like he was an Olympic athlete launching it for the gold. Instead of arching upwards Mjolnir traveled forward speeding up as it flew through the air until it hit center mass of the Destroyer Armor. It didn't stop once it hit its mark and instead pushed the armor back while lifting it off the ground. Winslow tried to grab the hammer's haft, but the moment he did he realized he couldn't make it budge an inch. Just what kind of hammer was this? It felt like he was trying to hold a planet. He couldn't stop it or the armor from moving and instead had to wait until his momentum stopped when crashing into a building behind him. Thor wasn't done. He launched himself into the air and recalled Mjolnir back to him giving the armor time to recover and stand, but as soon as it did he came crashing down on it. The armor was able to block the attack with its arms and used the opportunity to fire another beam directly at Thor sending him flying into the air. He was getting frustrated now. He thought Mjolnir would be able to finish things already. Just how durable was this damn armor? It didn't matter. He was going to finish this thing and it seemed the armor was of the same mind as it began charging its next attack. Thor spun Mjolnir as the Destroyer Armor charged another beam. The tension in the air was so thick that a simple butter knife wouldn't be enough to cut it. Thor launched himself forward hammer first the moment the Destroyer Armor released its beam. He clashed with the beam and forced his way through it aiming to push the beam back at its sender. The Armor wasn't letting up and continued to pour more into the beam until Thor's hammer reached its helmet. With nowhere for the Armor's beam to go the energy exploded and dispersed through the area while launching both Thor and the Armor back. Thor was knocked unconscious, hammer still in hand. The Destroyer Armor was damaged, but it wasn't done. It ran forward to finish off its downed enemy, but before it could reach Thor a cascading beam of energy enveloped the Armor. The energy disappeared just as quickly as it appeared, leaving just a scorched circle in its wake. The Destroyer Armor was gone. [hr] [b][color=17dbcc]Asgard[/color][/b] [color=darkgray]Throne Room[/color] The Destroyer Armor appeared before Odin's Throne. Winslow was both confused and furious to see that he wasn't able to finish Thor and was instead taken somewhere else. [color=d9e2e5]"You don't belong in there. Get out."[/color] The order was given by one-eyed man on the throne. Before Winslow could react his psyche was ejected from the Destroyer Armor. [color=d9e2e5]"Loki has gone too far this time. It seems I've coddled the boy too much. Earth has helped Thor grow well. Perhaps it'll do the same for Loki before it's too late."[/color] [center][img]https://hedwig-cf.netmarble.com/forum-common/mherosgb/futurefight_en/thumbnail/48c89d9f869f414b91bd144b337a9dfd_1574714471345_d.jpg[/img][/center] [hr] [b][color=17dbcc]London[/color][/b] [color=darkgray]Winslow Schott's Flat[/color] Winslow was furious. He couldn't believe that once again his retribution was stolen from him. That was it. He was no longer going to rely on bombs, gods, or supernatural armors. He was going to rely on his own genius. His own creations. The next time he saw Thor would be his last. From here on out, no one would stop or toy with the Toyman. Something in Winslow had snapped. He may have been insane before, but now there was nothing left but madness. He laughed maniacally until it began to hurt and even then he continued to laugh until his body wouldn't allow it. [hr] [b][color=17dbcc]Metropolis[/color][/b] [color=darkgray]Jackee Winters's Apartment[/color] Donald awakened in an apartment that he didn't recognize. It was a really nice and organized apartment. It was honestly too nice and organized. It was almost like no one lived in it. He was lying down on a couch and turned to see that he was still holding onto Mjolnir and wearing the armor from before. So that wasn't a dream. He kind of hoped it was. It would at least explain what he was doing in a stranger's apartment. [color=AFE1AF]"Oh good. You're finally awake."[/color] A woman's voice came from the kitchen. She came into the living room with a glass of iced water. [color=AFE1AF]"I wasn't sure what you liked to drink, but everyone drinks water."[/color] She handed him the glass. He hesitated a bit before taking it. [color=17dbcc]"Thank you, but who are you and where am I?"[/color] [color=AFE1AF]"I'm Jackee and you're in my apartment. You've been out for a while. Once your fight ended I found you and brought you here. Figured you didn't want the police or ambulance taking you."[/color] [color=8cd53d]"Meow."[/color] Exclaimed the same black cat from earlier announcing its presence. [color=AFE1AF]"And this little guy would not leave your side. Almost fought me when I rescued you."[/color] [color=17dbcc]"Thank you... But why do all of this for me?"[/color] [color=AFE1AF]"Being a good Samaritan. You've done a lot for the city."[/color] Jackee said while averting her eyes. Donald wasn't buying it. There was more to it. He gave her a look that expressed his thoughts more than words. [color=AFE1AF]"Fine. I also wanted an interview. Not every day you get to actually see our resident superhero in action. I love your new costume by the way. Such a huge upgrade from your hoodie. Although it was cool if you wanted to sell merch. But I'm rambling. I'm Jackee Winters of the Daily Planet. What do you say about that interview?"[/color] [center][img]https://comicvine.gamespot.com/a/uploads/scale_small/10/100647/4232393-untitled-2.jpg[/img][/center]