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You race through the streets, sirens and screams echoing around you. The street you are following turns into a dead end. For a minute, you stop, trying to catch your breath as you watch the mayhem around you. You are in New York. And frickin aliens are attacking! Not only that, there are crazy super human people fighting them. Your whole world turned upside down in one day. You never thought this stuff was real. You watch as an alien shoots at a cop, the officer ducking down in the nick of time. You want to cry. You have seen so many people die today. It wasn't right. How are you going to get out of this? You have no idea how you've lasted this long as it is.
You hear a yell, and see a bright blue streak headed right for you. This is it. Your final moment. You close your eyes. A light flashes across your eyelids and you feel like you're flying. Wow. Death feels pretty good. You open your eyes, eager to see the angel. And you are staring right into the face of the crazy superhuman man with the hammer. Whoa. He's HOT. You blink. Why would he be your angel? This isn't right. You look around. The man is flying!!
"OH MY!" You shriek. You can see the chaos below you and all around. You aren't dead after all. Aliens are flying on hover crafts and explosions are everywhere. "PUT ME DOWN!!" You freak. As much as you would love being in a hot guy's arms, the flying and blue lasers aiming at you really doesn't make for a romantic ride.
"You're alright. I will put you down once we get to safety," He doesn't look at you, only watches the aliens all around as he flies among them.
You clutch tighter to the man. "Who ARE you?!" You yell.
"I am Thor, of Asgard." This time he smiles and glances at you. "And you?"
"I'm (y/n), scared earthling!!" You scream as Thor dodges a burning hovercraft. "Listen, THOR, I really appreciate you rescuing me, but honestly, I hate flying! Really. All my life, I've avoided airplanes."
"Airplanes? Don't worry. I think my hammer is much more efficient."
You groan. Crazy. Finally, the shooting stops. Thor lands on the ground. You breath a sigh of relief and look up at the sky. You can still see the fighting from here.
"Thor, you shouldn't have saved me," you turn toward the man. Now that you are on the ground, you can study his face better. He has a cut above his eyebrow that has been bleeding and his face is covered in dirt and bruises. He's breathing heavily, but he still looks amazing. His deep blue eyes look at you seriously.
"Why would I not save you?" he asks, puzzled.
"Because! There are others that need help! You need to go back," you frantically wave your hands in the direction of the fighting.
"I am, but I had to help you," he says. "Loki has caused so much damage," he mutters. He looks so sad.
"Thor," you say hesitantly. "Thank you. You're a hero."
At this, Thor grins. "Don't heroes get a reward for saving lovely maidens?" He steps closer to you.
"Uh..." your eyes widen. "Like what?"
Thor is now right in front of you, only inches away. He's so tall, he has to lower his head to kiss you. It's a deep, wonderful kiss. Whoa, again.
You wrap your arms around his neck and kiss back with fervor. What the heck? He did save your life.
He pulls back. "Now I can go back to battle, truly armed to fight."
You're still dazed, but you manage to say,"Armed with what?"
"With your kiss," he grins. Then he steps away, whips his hammer around and lifts off once more into the sky.
You feel better. Someone is saving people.