So, there are two main way’s this can go, and while they are both similar – they follow the same general section for Infinity War.
Ky is on ‘loan’ to Thanos thanks to Meph and Thanos working together ( such as Meph being an ‘adviser’ to Thanos via lies linking Meph’s origins to the gauntlet and the infinity stones).
Ky spends most of the events ( until after the snap ) in Meph’s realm watching everything while eating popcorn. More or less under ‘orders’ not to leave. However, shortly after half the universe is destroyed of life he decides to ‘sneak’ out of Meph’s realm to see what happened with his own eyes.
❛ And who is this guy you work for ?? ❜ Narrowing his eyes, he tries to some buy time. He knows he can’t fight that guy alone, not without making a mess in the city, so he needs time to think of a way to escape from there, and go meet with his father and the others, who he hopes will be dealing better with that unusual situation. // IW Starer call !!
❛ i wouldn’t call it working for anyone. ❜ his hands clasped together as he made his way forward. ❛ think of it more as…being on loan. ❜ working meant he would get paid for something – the only thing he was getting out of this little agreement was a bit of respect from his family. though, even that could just fade in a day ( or less ) ultimately depending on his actions. ❛ among other things, ❜ he mused, ❛ i can be quite agreeable, but my hands are tied in a sense. ❜
To say Thor of the Thunders still lived after all that had occurred was questionable. True, he fit the definition of the term, owned a pulse that signified life, even though that had nearly dwindled to nothing when attempting to forge Asgard’s greatest weapon. But whilst he still persisted, his emotions had failed to complete the journey, destroyed in segments by the litany of tragedies he had faced.
Bored hollow by repeated loses, he is rendered skittish in moments where silence reigned, the world, and much of the universe itself turned quieter by the disintegration of foreseen excess in the mad titan’s eyes. As it happened, Thor could be found on his knees, resplendent in a new attire of chainmail and armour, his billowing pooling around him as the last of a stiff breeze died out.
On the ground beside him lies Stormbreaker, untouched. The axe that had meant to kill Thanos and stop the loss of so much life, a tool that failed in its task simply because he had underestimated the warlord. Why did he had to stop at driving his axe into his chest!
Gripped by memories of his failure, Thor stirs at the sound of Ky’s voice. Both eyes (right-side restored thanks to the donation of a prosthetic given to him by a talking rabbit) try to track his movements but give up early, choosing instead to pick a random spot in the distance to focus on.
“I had wondered when you were going to show up.” For the time being, he was incapable of parting with a joke or a warning, his range set to the one setting until the sun had set on this dreadful day. He sounded deflated, all gusto and vengeful wraith drained away by Thanos’ gloating words.He had a chance to stop him dead and miserably failed.
“That’s a rather mild way of putting it. But don’t stop there. Please do continue to demean me whilst I try to come to grips with the knowledge that I let a madman rid the universe of half of its life.”
“i was stuck in my grandfather’s realm.” a simple response, but it lacked substance. it didn’t provide the why he was there. nor did it seem to be anything other than words.
in ky’s mind, he should have been here; trying to stop thanos, but even he knew what would have happened. ky would have joined him – not even taking a second thought into the situation. no, he would have fought against everyone just in the sake of murder. there was no changing who he was. that much was clear. a reason to why he was requested – no ordered to stay where it was safe. where he could watch the destruction of trillions as if they were nothing more than dust. maybe it was to teach him a lesson. maybe it was a cruel joke on him to live through it, but all the same… he was still alive.
“otherwise,” he gestured around him. “who know’s where i would have been.” though, it was quite clear that due to ky’s history it would have been up for debate. he thrived off chaos and feasted off other’s suffering ( in someways just like his father ), but even ky had a line he wouldn’t cross… even though he inched closer to it every day.
“maybe here,” he mused, arms folding across his chest. “maybe like the others.” soon after, an eyebrow lifted. “where’s your brother?” a simple question, but one that had to be asked all the same. ky had been more focused on trying to escape his ‘home’ rather than keep tabs on thor or even his brother. however, he knew of the events that happened to cause this; knew that thanos had rid the universe of a vast m a j o r i t y of life with a snap of his fingers and that he could do nothing about it.
maybe at one point he could have; maybe even came in at the last moment to help thor, but he didn’t know. hell, he didn’t even know if thor was still alive, and he doubted that loki was either or… anyone else he may have known. no, it wouldn’t entirely shock him if all the avengers were e x t e r m i n a t e d either.
“among other things, he might be able to help fix this… or did you leave him on some rock after he possibly tried to kill you again?” he was so glad he didn’t have brothers or sisters. that would have been hell – well, worse than usual at least. “either way,” he continued on. “we need to track thanos down and end him.”
choosing to stay in his grandfather’s realm for the duration of this was possibly for the best. he sat watching the entire fight go down; not even bothering to lift a finger to help. in-fact, he had been instructed to just watch ( some sort of lesson he assumed ), and it was destruction on a scale not even he was capable of. of course, he knew about what could happen, but the scale was…. surprising. even to him. it was to that very reason he understood ( if only slightly ) why he was told ( more so ordered ) to stay there instead of on earth. however, he couldn’t deny that overwhelming urge to see if anyone was still alive – he knew there had to be a few survivors, but as to how many? not even he knew, but… all the same… there was a chance ( even if slim ) thor was alive. yes, they had their differences, but he would rather spend time trying to find out if he was alive than spend another day in meph’s realm. at least then maybe he could figure out a way to do some good for once…or you know make things worse. it just depended on the situation he found himself in down there.
still, he knew that things could get violent fast, and that a choice had to be made when or even if he found anyone. he just didn’t know what the choice would be. especially now – when it seemed like time for everyone ( human or otherwise ) was running out. “for the record,” he said, hands sliding into his back pockets, “you look like shit – worse than i thought.”
Hellfirebound 