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I am Invincible; Literally [One Punch Man in Marvel]

One Punch. That's all it takes for me to beat them. It doesn't matter how 'Strong' and 'Angry' they are.... It doesn't matter how cool their supposed 'Weapons' or 'Shields' are supposed to be.... It doesn't matter even if they are considered 'Gods' in other people's eyes.... In the end it always comes down to a single punch. I always wanted to be strong.... Strong enough to defeat my opponent in just One Punch. Finally, I am fully capable of doing so.... But I feel bored. I wanted to be strong didn't I? Then why does my heart feel so empty? ~ ~ ~ This is going to be my second time writing a story, with my first one being a story which I started writing not even a month ago....soooooo you can say that I am pretty much a novice in writing. I know there will be grammatical errors and plot holes but I still tried my best. I just hope you guys like this. And the cover is not mine.... [Discord- https://discord.gg/rJXMJmuY]

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Ending The Storm

Thor was excited. He was thoroughly enjoying himself.

When he was stripped of his mighty power by the hands of his own father, he felt powerless. He had the power to destroy mountains and plunge the army of the Frost Giants all by himself, but now, even half of that was impossible for him.

Even though he didn't have his power, Thor was still Thor, the crown prince of Asgard and a warrior. That much was proven true by the desplay of strength he was showing during his battle with the midguardians.

"Have at thee!"

Thor ducked under the punch of a man wearing black, before grabbing him from behind and throwing him on the floor, performing a perfect suplex. The man's eyes rolled under, indicating he had lost his consciousness.

Thor smirked.

"There he is!"

Thor looked behind himself to see more men approaching him. Three in total, he could take them.

Thor ran straight at the first man, using his body to throw him to the ground. The second man punched Thor on his face, but he quickly recovered and delivered a punch of his own before sending a back kick towards the third man who was aiming to hit him from behind.

Just as the third man went down, the first man got back up. Thor wanted to continue, but he had more pressing matters to tend to. So he ran.

He could sense Mjolnir was near, very near. Not in a literal sense, but more like a gut feeling he was having. He wanted it back. With the help of Mjolnir, Thor would get his powers back, and then he would order Heimdall to open the Bifrost Bridge for him to cross.

Thor was angry at his father for doing what he did, but he was also guilty. He felt the guilt for calling his father old, but he wasn't going to apologise.

He wasn't completely wrong. His father had become naive, believing that those wretched Frost Giants wouldn't try to wage war against them.Thor would get the Mjolnir, return to Asgard, then talk his father into finishing those Frost Giants once and for all.

Thor came to a sudden halt just as he reached the centre of the facility. His eyes met with that of the mighty self of Mjolnir, and a smile, very much genuine appeared on his face.

"There you are... old friend."

Thor muttered, before taking his first step towards his hammer. The sky was dark, rain was pouring down the ground and thunder was raging in the sky. There was no better time than at that moment for him to hold this again, hold his weapon and pride again.

But before he could, someone stepped in front of him.

Thor looked up, only to see a behemoth of a man looking down at him with a frown on his face. Thor returned his frown with a challenging smirk. This man was the last adversity he would have to face, Thor was getting excited.

"You're big." The man grunted, as if displeased by Thor's voice, "Too bad. I've fought bigger."

Thor threw the first punch, which the man took without any sign of discomfort on his face. The smirk on Thor's face grew bigger at that, and he threw an uppercut, only to stop and delivering a kick to his calf, making the large man grunt in pain.

Before Thor could deliver another strike, the large man moved and grabbed Thor by his neck, before lifting him up and throwing him to the ground. All the wind got knocked out of Thor's body, and he was left stunned on the ground.

The large man, not wasting any time, raised his foot to stomp at Thor's head. Thor forced himself to roll over, saving himself from getting stomped. He was muddy all over, all the excitement leaving his body.

All that was left was fury.

Thor got up from the ground, still slightly winded. The large man approached him and went for his neck again. Thor didn't let him grab his neck this time, and sprinkled the mud all over his eyes. Just as the man was busy wiping his eyes, Thor started his attacks.

He punched the large man straight at his nose, making blood rush out from there. Thor didn't let the man be, and grabbed him by his head before kneeing him on his face again, once again targetting his nose.

The large man fell to the ground. Blood all over his face. Thor got on top of him, before rapidly throwing punches in his direction. The large man grabbed Thor's hands, before headbutting him, making Thor wobble leaving him to escape his grasp.

Thor glared at his opponent. His opponent glared back. They both kept on glaring at each other, before charging at each other with a war cry. Both of their fist connected with each other's face, making the large man grunt and Thor smirk.

The large man's punches were stronger, but slow. Thor's punches were fast and precise, and the only thing he was targeting was the man's nose. After a few minutes of punching each other, the large man finally fell down.

Thor was bleeding, but there was a smile on his face. He beat this man. He won once again. His father called him unworthy, he couldn't believe his ears when he heard that. If he wasn't worthy, then no one is.

Even though he was ripped off of his mighty power, he was still unbeatable in the battlefield.

No man could ever hope to compete.

"Hey, are you the intruder everyone's talking about? You sure made a big mess out here. That dude's nose is broken."

Thor looked at his next opponent, only to do a double take as he witnessed the man.

"Bald man?"

~

[ The realm Eternal, Asgard ]

Heimdall was worried. The thing he was most afraid of was happening.

Thor, the first prince of Asgard and the soon-to-be King of the realm eternal, was about to face off against the worst opponent he could've asked for. Even with his powers, Heimdall was certain of Thor's defeat. But now that he was no stronger than an above average Midguardian?

Even a tap from Anomaly's pinky would be enough; Enough to kill him.

Heimdall couldn't let it happen. Not only because of Thor's status as the crown prince, but also because he was his friend. Heimdall wouldn't let his friend do something as outrageous as fighting someone with that level of strength.

The situation was already bad, but to make it worse, the only person who could help Thor from this situation had gone to sleep. Odin, the ruler of the nine realms, had recently gone into Odin's sleep.

This situation was not to Heimdall's liking, not at all. He knew that the anomaly had always been a kind man. He was a true and honourable warrior, but what made Heimdall worried was the fact that he doesn't know if the Anomaly would strike Thor with his real strength.

Anomaly was a kind man, who would never hurt someone who had done nothing wrong. But he was also a warrior of Justice, who would punish anyone or anything who does wrong in his eyes.

Thor to the Anomaly, would appear evil as for him, holding Mjolnir would lead to disasters. So to stop him, he would need to hurt Thor.

Heimdall was disliking this day more and more.

The sound of metal meeting metal made Heimdall turn his head in the direction where that sound was coming from, only to witness the sight of a thin man with black hair and verdant green eyes, approaching him with his horned helmet adorned on his head. There was a mischievous smile on the man's face, which added to Heimdall's previous worries.

"Greetings Heimdall. I hope you're performing your duties well."

The man was none other than Loki Odinson. The second prince of Asgard, often referred to as the God of Mischief. The man was famous for quite a lot of things, with trickery being one of them.

Even Heimdall was not spared by the tricks of this man.

"What can I do for you?"

Heimdall asked, his eyes meeting with that of Loki's. The smile on Loki's face grew bigger, and he summoned the golden spear only given to the ruler of Asgard.

Heimdall's eyes widened.

"I suppose you're surprised you didn't see me take it. Don't worry my dear, you know who I'm, don't you? I'm good with tricks like this."

"What is the meaning of this?"

Heimdall asked, his voice and expression still calm but internally, he was nervous.

Loki's smile vanished from his face, the golden spear vanishing alongside it. His eyes were sad, and a pained expression could be seen on his face.

"... As you must have noticed, Father has gone into Odin's sleep. We don't know when he'll wake up. My brother is in Midguard, and without him, we have no one to rule on father's absence. Even Mother is not capable of rule, as she is tending to Father during his sleep. That's why I've decided to take this burden."

Heimdall was suspicious. This looked too convinient for Loki. This man was the only being alive in the nine realms who could escape his vision, this troubled Heimdall a lot.

"What can I do for you?"

Heimdall asked again. This time, his voice a tad bit softer. Loki's smirk returned on his face, with it returned the golden spear. There was a mysterious glint in his eye. He spread his arms wide, and his smirk turned sadistic.

"Kneel before your new king!"

~~

[ Back on Earth, With Jason ]

"Hey, are you the intruder everyone's talking about? You sure made a big mess out here. That dude's nose is broken."

Jason asked while poking the large man down on the ground with his feet. The man's body twitched in response. Jason liked that reaction so he poked him again.

After Jason finally understood how to use that earpiece, he finally got the location of the intruder from Coulson. He decided to not cut the call this time, and Coulson was very happy with that decision of his.

("Jason, are you sure about this?")

A voice, belonging to Coulson, rang in Jason's left ear through the earpiece he was wearing. The voice didn't sound nervous, it came out as more like asking for confirmation.

"What do you mean?"

Jason asked, reluctantly stepping away from the man lying on the ground.

("He took down one of our strongest agent. If by any chance you feel you're incapable of apprehending him, give me a signal. We will shoot him.")

"No, it's fine. I can take him."

Jason replied. Coulson was surprised by the confidence Jason was displaying. He didn't look nervous, rather, he looked bored out of his mind.

"What are you even going to do with that thing?" Jason pointed towards the object behind the intruder, before giving him a dubious look. "It's dangerous to lift it. That thing can cause disasters."

For some reason, Jason thought he had seen this guy before. The dude had mud covering his face, so Jason wasn't sure who he was. But Jason could still somehow tell he had seen him before.

The man didn't answer Jason's question, but simply widened his eyes as he looked at Jason.

"Bald man?"

A vein popped out in Jason's head. He was pissed.

"..I'm going to beat you up."

Jason moved towards the muddy man, an angry look on his face. Why is baldness the first thing people notice about him?! That's not fair!

The man went into a defensive position, before heaving out a sigh.

"I do not wish to hurt you, but if you try to stop me, I'd not hesitate. Do not force my hand. Go back to the tavern you came from."

Thor glared at the Bald man's direction, only to get confused upon finding nothing there. It appeared as if the man just disappeared from his sight.

'Where did he—'

"Behind you."

"!!!"

Suddenly, as if the world had stopped for Thor, he felt all his senses screaming at him to run. He felt chills all over his body, and it felt as if he was staring into death.

A fist was coming towards his face, and Thor found himself unable to move.

Death

*BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMM!!!*

There was a huge shockwave that reverbated throughout the facility. One side of the entire facility turned into dust. The sky that had turned the weather into a stormy state, got cleared as the clouds were forcefully torn apart.

Thor had closed his eyes out of reflex, but just as he thought he had died, he slowly opened his eyes to notice a fist just inches away from his face. His legs couldn't keep the weight of his body and he wobbled, but he still kept his balance and remained on his feet.

Jason, the one who just did what could be considered impossible for human's standards, stared at Thor's figure with an uninterested look on his face.

"Well, guess you're not him."

"What?"

"Nothing. I just had my hopes up."

—With that, Jason tapped Thor with enough strength to knock him out.

("W-what... what was that-?!")

The sky got cleared, and the moon could be seen in the sky again.

The storm ended, with a single punch.

~~~

[ Kamar Taj, Kathmandu ]

In a local street of Kathmandu, Nepal, a normal looking house could be seen. Despite its appearance being normal, that place was far from it. Upon entering, one could see that it wasn't a house, rather, it was a temple.

Kamar Taj; The home and training grounds to the Masters of The Mystic Arts.

Inside one large room of this establishment, a woman could be seen. She was bald, and appeared like a monk. She had a locket hanging loosely on her neck. Sitting in a lotus position with her eyes closed, she appeared to be meditating.

She made some gestures with her hands, and two magic circles started appearing near her hands. Her locket, which was previously in the shape of an eye, started unveiling itself and a green stone could be seen embedded inside it.

For a few moments, her concentration didn't waver. She didn't even flinch and performed those gestures with utmost fluidity.

Then, all of a sudden, she opened her eyes.

All the magic circles disappeared, and the stone inside the locket was concealed. The monk woman turned her gaze in a certain direction, and a smile graced her features.

"Finally, it begins."

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Heyo Dear Readers!

Author here!

So, how was the chapter? Does it look like I'm improving? Don't shy away from praising me.

Anyways, I was thinking of not making Jason hurt Thor, but then I realised enough is enough. It's time to make some changes in the story.

And now, Jason is going to break the canon apart with his punch.

For those who are wondering if Jason hurt any agents in the facility, then no. He didn't. He knew there was no one present at that part of the facility, as in order to reach Thor, he got lost and ended up there.

It was an abandoned part of the facility, and the reason Jason went behind Thor to unleash his punch was also because of that. So yeah, it wasn't a plot hole, I actually thought about it before writing it.

Now then, I want you guys to give me all your power stones. I want this book to be back on rankings like before. We reached 150+ power stones the last week, and for this week, I want 200. So please help me!

That's it.

Peace ✌️