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Yamamoto Template: Marvel Edition.

A/N: This is a Commissioned chapter.

Chapter 1: Meat Grilling in Jotunheim.

-Jotunheim-

The Nine realms were planes of existences located in the branches of Yggdrasil, the Sacred tree of Life and Death.

Of these realms, Jotunheim was special. A plane of desolate cold and icy wind, normal life would struggle to survive even a minute there.

But for the Frost Giants, Jotunheim was home.

-King Laufey's Palace-

The king of The Frost Giants, Laufey, yawned as he tried to remain awake during the court meeting.

"...annual price of Elven Turnips from Alfheim is up by 0.1%, the Dwarves have sent a complaint involving an invoice for the shipment of warhammers, Asgardian delegates request an audience regarding an unprovoked attack..."

"Never."

Laufey said icily, his red eyes glowing with hatred.

"Odin's ilk will only step inside my Palace over my cold dead carcass."

"Moving on."

The Royal Chancellor cleared his throat, about to continue when, a strange scent reached Laufey's nose. He instantly sat up.

"What is that smell?"

The King's voice boomed across the throne room.

Sniffing the air, he turned his head to the direction of his 4 Royal guards. Behind the queen's throne, one of them was acting suspiciously- his face red despite his bluish skin, and his cheeks stuffed.

"Is that you Jeffery? What are you hiding behind your back? Show me your hands."

King Laufey commanded.

Jeffery, looking hesitant at first, brought his hands forward, revealing a slightly sizzling chunk of meat with a large bite on it. The meat visibly dripped with oil, producing a delicious smell that instantly filled the chamber.

A chorus of gulps could be heard across the room.

"What's that?"

King Laufey asked, eyes focused on the chunk of roasted meat, trying and failing to hide his dripping saliva.

'It looks and smells better than what the Palace chefs produce...'

"Me lunch Sire."

Jeffery answered, grip tightening on the bone as he held the meat close to him. It was hard to miss the King's hungry stare.

"I forgot me packed lunch at home, so I got this from the new grill stall outside the city."

Jeffery figured telling them where he got the meat would dissuade anyone wanting a piece.

Instantly, murmurs begun to rise out of the Royal courtiers,

'Grill stall?'

'First time I'm hearing about it...'

'I've heard rumors from the common Frost folk...

'Outside the city he says?, perhaps I'll check it out after this boring meeting is over...'

"Silence!"

King Laufey declared, and the whole chamber went quiet.

"The Queen shall take over proceedings. In the meantime, Jeffery will lead me to this, 'grill stall' where I will personally investigate the...eh security risk. It could be an invasion plan from those Asgardians."

Only a fool couldn't read between the lines and see the words for what they were: an excuse. But only a bigger fool would call out the king for it.

They saluted him as he left the throne room, his guards walking behind.

Once outside, Laufey turned to Jeffery who was halfway about to bite off a chunk.

"Oh and Jeffery, you shall hand over the meat as evidence."

-0-

The true nature of Ygdrassil is open to interpretation. But as such concepts are rooted in belief, if the vast majority call it a Tree, then it was in essence, a Tree.

And naturally, a tree is home to many wild critters such as squirrels and birds. Thus the same held true for Ygdrassil.

-0-

A giant squirrel the size of a cow, scurried across the rib cage of a massive skeleton belonging to a Frost Behemoth.

This giant squirrel was known as a Ratatoskr, a species of rodents that made Ygdrassil their home. They could traverse through the branches, jumping from one Realm to another with ease.

Right now, Ratatoskr was sniffing the air, following the delicious smell of roasting meat it had caught a wiff of, to a makeshift shack below the Frost Behemoth's skeleton.

It stopped, a strange tune reaching its ears. Focusing it's sights on the direction of the shack, it's eyes fell on a tall black man standing outside infront of what looked like a kiln.

The man was shirtless, showing off a shredded physique. His hair was completely silver in color, tied up in a single knot at the back of his head. And his chin was covered in a fuzzy beard ending with three braids.

Folded around his waist, was a white haori which reached his knees. And below, he wore fuzzy boots secured to his feet and shins by a dull red string that gave off a bloody smell.

Lastly, his hands held a long brown stick, with which he was stocking the coals within the Kiln while whistling.

The coals were made of bone. Jotunheim lacked any sort of vegetation you see. Nothing could grow on the rocky valleys and high barren plateaus. It truly was a wasteland, populated by predators that preyed on each other for food.

'Mmmh, the stones have melted by now.'

Ziker thought, opening the top of the kiln to reveal a thick Stone pot containing glowing molten rock.

Unafraid of the heat, Ziker grabbed the large pot wider than his shoulders and easily set it on the ground.

'I still haven't gotten used to this.'

He thought, staring at his palms.

The heat of the stone pot should have melted the skin off a normal human's bones. But he was no longer normal.

No, Ziker was something else. A Soul Reaper. And not just any Soul Reaper. The walking stick on the ground jumped to his hand at his urging.

He held all the Powers and knowledge of The Captain Commander of the Gotei 13, Yamamoto Genryusai.

And the walking stick in his hand, was actually Ryujin Jakka, the Zanpakuto of one of, if not the Strongest Soul Reaper in the Bleach World.

With a thought, his immense Reiatsu rippled out, spreading across more than a kilometer before stopping. And that wasn't even his limit, he could go further but didn't see the need to.

-0-

A few hundred meters from Ziker, King Laufey and his group instantly found themselves on their knees. The sensation was akin to the weight of entire worlds pressing down on their shoulders.

Laufey's head trembled as he tried to lift it and failed. Right as they were about to pass out and possibly die, the weight suddenly disappeared.

Breathing heavily, with terror in his eyes, Laufey looked to the front, at the direction of a Frost Behemoth Skeleton.

'W-what was that? Not even Odin has ever given off s-such a presence.'

Past said Skeleton, in the direction opposite Laufey's group, Ziker's explosion of Reiatsu had not got unnoticed by another set of individuals.

"B-brother...we should t-turn back..."

Loki said in a strained voice, stumbling to his feet.

He, Thor and the Warriors Four had just arrived in Jotunheim a few seconds prior. Their intention was to investigate how a few Frost Giants were able to sneak past Heimdall and infiltrate Asgard.

Thor led the charge, giving them full confidence as they arrived in Laufey's domain by way of the Bifrost.

But that confidence had been shattered by the unexpected presence that had overwhelmed their souls.

"L-Loki is right, my Prince."

Fandral echoed, looking shaken as he leaned on Volstagg.

"Coming to Jotunheim was a bad idea in the first place. W- we could start a-"

"Silence."

Thor cut him off, hand tightened around his Hammer.

"No son of Odin would be cowered by simple trickery."

He turned around and stared at his companions.

"Laufey is aware of our presence and seeks to scare us back to Asgard. I shall not be swayed until he gives me a proper answer. We continue."

With that, he started walking forward, leaving the other 4 to look on.

"This is reckless."

Loki told the rest.

"We should head back while we still have a chance. With or without Thor."

The Warriors 3 shared looks with conflicted expressions. That heavy presence had left them utterly terrified.

Without a word, Sif got off the rock she was sitting on, adjusting her sword before following after Thor.

The Warriors 3 did the same, passing by Loki. The latter gave an exasperated sigh and joined them.

"Don't blame me if we all horribly die."

-0-

'Wheew, the cooking grate came out alright.'

Ziker thought, setting up the metal grill he had forged with his bare hands.

First he melted some heavy stones, then using Yamamoto's knowledge Spells, he extracted the iron particulates from the molten solution with a (Bakudo 72: Expulsion), a kido spell that could expel energy. It was mostly used to cleanse an area affected by a Hollow's presence.

There were no hollows in Jotunheim though, and Ziker was yet to see a soul in need of his Soul Reaper services, so the high level Bakudo 72 found itself used in such a way.

"Hadou 4. Byakurai."

Ziker chanted in a deep voice.

A blue spark launched off the tip of his Cane, hitting the dry bones on the grill, creating a fire. With a wave of his hand, a burst of air blew out the flame, leaving behind glowing coals.

'Now I just need to go out and hunt before the morning rush swamps me...'

The thought passed through his mind, as his focus shifted to his back.

Hung above the entrance of his shack was a dead Ratatoskr, skinned and disected- ready to be grilled. This thing had been lying in wait to attack him but his Reiatsu had killed it.

'I doubt it will be enough to feed those hungry Frost Giants.'

Ziker rubbed his beard.

With a thought, a strange game like panel appeared in midair. He was the only one who could see it.

::---------------------------------::

(Mission System: Marvel Edition)

Active Mission:- Open up a grill stall and serve 5000 Frost Giants. These guys are terrible cooks, give them a taste of Roast Heaven.

4821/5000 Frost Giants served.

Reward: Portal to Earth.

::--------------------------------::

"Things would be much easier if I didn't have to worry about these strange missions."

He mused.

Fortunately, he was 179 happy customers away from completing the mission and leaving this godforsaken Wasteland.

"Better get to it."

He muttered, securing the Captain's Haori onto his body. In its Cane form, Ryujin Jakka had no belt to strap a sheath on, so he slung it over his shoulder and walked out.

Unbeknownst to Ziker, the two groups affected by his monstrous presence, had ignored their soul's yearning for self preservation and made it all the way to the front of the Frost Behemoth's Ribs. Basically, the gate.

As a result, the Frost Giants and Asgardians, bitter enemies, run into each other. Tensions instantly begun rising.

"So, the sons of Odin dare to tread upon my land once more."

came the booming voice of Laufey. He stood flanked by ten of his personal guards, each as imposing and menacing as the king himself.

Thor stepped forward, Mjolnir in hand, and a smirk on his lips. "Laufey, still skulking in the shadows of your own realm, I see. We come in peace, but I wouldn't expect you to understand such things."

Laufey's eyes narrowed, a low growl rumbling in his chest.

"The presence of Asgardians on Jotunheim soil is an act of war."

Thor laughed, the sound echoing off the icy cliffs.

"War? You speak of war when it was your own people who started this. Coward! You send your lackeys to Asgard to do what you fear to do yourself!"

"Careful...brother..."

Loki whispered to Thor.

Ice begun to gather in the Frost Giant's hand, creating blades.

Sif pulled out her sword halfway,

"We are not here to fight, but we will defend ourselves if necessary."

She warned, sensing the hostility.

At that, Thor's tone turned mocking,

"Defend ourselves? Laufey, your realm is as cold and lifeless as your heart. I could melt it all away with a single stroke of Mjolnir."

"I see. Death it is."

Laufey responded, the two glaring at one another.

Just as Laufey raised his hand to signal an attack, a strange, unexpected movement caught everyone's attention.

From the ribcage of the Frost Behemoth skeleton beside them, a man emerged, casually brushing off the frost from his clothes.

He swept his gaze out at the two groups, judged the situation and held up a hand, signaling for attention,

"Don't mind me, just passing through. Hey Jeff."

The absurdity of the situation left both sides momentarily stunned. One of the frost giants, a massive figure known as Jeffery, waved back,

"Hey Ziker, off to a hunt? Good luck. Oh and check out the Eastside today, there might be a herd of—"

"Quiet!"

Laufey roared, his rage directed at Jeffery. The latter cowered, admonished.

"And you, human, you are going nowhere. I have had enough of trespassers! You and the Asgardians will die here, so says Laufey, King of Jotunheim."

Ziker stopped and turned to Laufey, his expression unbothered.

"King Laufey, right? Look, I don't have time for this. Just passing through."

Laufey's eyes blazed with anger, but before he could respond, Thor stepped forward, Mjolnir in hand, and lightning crackled around him.

"Stand down, Laufey. This conflict is between us."

The air grew colder, the tension thickening as Laufey's guards readied their weapons.

Ziker could have walked away. Should have walked away. However,

::---------------------------------::

(Emergency Mission issued!)

-Beat Up both groups and send an invoice to Odin for Disciplining his son for him.

Reward: Ryujin Jakka's Shikai form.

::--------------------------------::

Well, they were about to fight in front of his stall and that was bad for business. Surely removing them by force wasn't too excessive, right?

Plus, the Reward was too important to ignore. While he had all of Yamamoto's powers, that was with the exception of two things- Ryujin Jakka's Shikai and Bankai.