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The Plague Father

A man of ordinary beginnings meets an unordinary end. God decides to give him another go, however, only if takes the powers of a certain chaos god. Marvel

Jaquaviontavious · アニメ·コミックス
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The Fated Return

"Being a stepdad is like playing story mode on another man's save file on a game you've never played. Just plain dumb." - Unknown.

Storms clouds crawled through the sky as Thor's temper flared.

His power over thunder roared when-

*KRAKOOOOOOMMMMMM*

-Filled the air, scaring any and all local life.

"I would advise you to stand down-" The almighty thunderer was interrupted by the snort from the laciousness woman before him.

Slaanesh charged forward to the God but a stray pillar of lightning stopped her short, undeterred, she snapped her right arm around, throwing one of her twin swords spear-like at the warrior coming.

Thor's hammer rose up together to deflect the missile.

"Wha-"

Expecting the sword to shatter to pieces, he was lead astray as it simply ricocheted, clipping his shoulder, drawing a painful gash and causing the giant of a man to step back in surprise.

A subtle look of inquiry sprung from his face but was ruthlessly stomped out by his warrior's temper flaring at a challenge.

The women came in hard, somehow, swords in both hands stabbing, her left hand blocking and parrying, even riposted with a sharp and true counters as Thor heatedly swung his hammer, "HAVE AT THEE!" Mjolnir pulsated with streams of pure cosmic lighting, flaring as he lunged, the ground under him cracking under his strength.

With Thor pummeling his weapon into the ground beneath him, a wave of rock and electricity erupted from the earth, throwing her up in the air. Slaanesh twirled, using the moment of freefall to tug the whip from her belt while sheathing her blades.

She brought it spinning up above her head, dropping back her right foot to turn to face the thunderer as she landed gracefully. The mere crack of the whip had the God to tense, which was exactly what Slaanesh had counted on as she half turned back and snapped the whip into the face of Thor. "Come here, boy!" She demanded, overlooking the fact she was younger than him.

Slaanesh knew she was not as physically strong. She started back a step, but heard a heavy grunt and watched the incoming warrior lurch and stagger to the side. She flashed forth, ripping at any exposed skin.

Lighting struck the pair doing absolutely nothing to the pair as the swung at each other madly. Slaanesh had taken pieces of skin from his arms as he battered her beautiful face into mush, just for it to revert back to its natural state. Seeing the lighting useless, a great gale swooped the woman off her feet, sending her tumbling jnto a already decrepit looking tree.

Thor leaped, mjolnir clenched in the god of strength's hands, arms behind his head.

No time now for games or subtlety. Slaanesh snapped the whip in the air above her foe's head, but only for effect and to put it in line for her real attack. With great skill and dexterity, Slaanesh reached far forward with her right hand and swept the whip out to the left, deftly shortening the stroke to send it careening into the chest of the hastily approaching god.

Pain erupted from the spot of impact. A shockwave sprung out into the air as his body flung itself into the sky.

"Hahahhah!-" She cackled at his expense.

Thor's pain instantly disappeared, replaced by a strange sense of hate. A flash of recognition seeped into Thor's face as hammer righted them within the air "You…..I remember you. Wench. Craven. Murderer of children. To think I have forgotten such a beast like you." He hatefully spewed. His rage called upon a deepening of his godly power over weather. "I will see to it that you die here, TODAY!" Memories of years ago passed through his mind, memories of whole planets butchered like cattle at the Woman's hands. His ming passed over the fact that he simply 'forgot' her. Surely someone so evil would be remembered.

His words did not erupt even a single shred of an emotion from her as she prepped her whip to strike again. "You are funny, godling. Your divinity is tasteful, never slaughtered a god of comedy before." Thor's eyes went from baleful to cold, a deep icecold hate. Once again reminded of the atrocities she committed, and once again having these memories seemingly unlocked.

And all the while, Slaanesh worked her left-hand calling upon her control over the swamp, keeping the warrior god at bay with random propulsions of scarlet rot.

She laughed as he struggled. The danger he felt from the swamps...…ingredients kept him alert over his own rising fury.

"I see you have no regrets….-" Thor's body glowed white, rings of fire surging out his body like Solar flares shooting from a star. "-Then die." He commanded.

*WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSHHHHHHHHH*

All Slaanesh could see was a vast ocean of eerie white, while all she could feel was like taking a dip in the spicy hot plasma of the local sun. Pain is not the word she would use. Complete ecstasy. Absolute euphoric pleasure of an unholy amount. Second only to being in the presence of her god.

"~OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH~" She orgasmed of the spot.

Thor had unleashed a solar wind, turning the 'Swamp of Aeonia' to...…well...…..

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It didn't change. Even with speed faster than magnetosonic waves, not a blade of bubbly, crimson grass was ripped from the ground. The scorching heat, nor the incredible density made any note upon the land. Yet none of this occurred to Thor, his mind focused on eliminating Slaanesh as her muscle went haywire from her climax. "Here you lye, squirming in agony, is your weapons only to defeat the weak, the helpless, the scared?" He chastised as he mistakenly diagnosed her to be in pain. "You would dare to take me on, hmmm? A full grown god?"

"Wrong, Slaanesh would stab the infinity in which the universe expands if I commanded her to." The thunderer turned with haste, his hammer clenched tight, ready to wrung the skull of whoever was behind him.

"M-maegor?" Thor half asked the person before him, and himself. His friends words struck a cord within him…surely....surely she wasn't a servant of his good friend. Right? "How good of you to come to my home." Maegor's arms spread wide. "Such a groovy fight you had my friend."

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Sooo….

Been a long time.

Happy to be back.

Been real busy.

Had a daughter. So thats dope.

A bit rusty, please forgive the quality of this chapter. Im going to try to update this and my black panther story.

Until next time.