He stayed quiet for a time, letting Ky plead his case. There was a considerable amount of ground to cover, but it was cleared with speed and a terrible kind of determination. But, despite his quickness to steer past this subject, Thor couldn’t deny that his facts were sound. humans perished in large numbers on a daily basis, claimed by old age, illness, famine or some such vector that brought with it death. Those he spared from the man’s wrath would expire in other ways, weeks, months or even years from now.

Such was part and parcel of the human kit; to be born, to live and then to die.

“To hear you speak of them as though they were cattle.” The blond shook his head, resigning himself to the increasingly likely possibility that this discussion was pointless. “It inspires only concern, friend.” It had started with good intentions and a purpose, but the more he stood and listened, donated both time and attention to the mortal of mixed breeding that styled himself as more as a demon rather than a man.

And to think that all this had arisen due to confining circumstances. It seemed alarming, until it was used as the reason behind the other’s frenetic tendencies. Were he to liberate the fiend, renew again his attempts to dissuade him from taking lives, he felt they’d arrive at a more pleasing outcome than the one they find themselves forced upon them at present.

“You may be stuck, but I am not. And I think it best, since you neither desire my help nor ask for it, that I take my leave. Fare you well, Ky’lar. And may you emerge as someone better than those that came before you.”

“At least cattle have a use – the one’s i kill don’t.” Maybe Ky could have focused his efforts on training. That way, he could actually get better at fine tuning his abilities.

The only problem was he despised the very notion. He didn’t want to go back Home – the safest place for that – and he didn’t feel it was necessary. Of course, if he looked past his ego… he’d know that maybe then he’d have at least an once more of control than he had currently.

“It’s either here or my Grandfather’s realm,” he said, sucking in a deep breath, and letting it out slowly. “Going back there won’t help matters – they let me win.” At least that was what Ky thought, but truth be told… he didn’t actually look too much into it. Nor did he want to willingly go back there. Not now and not anytime soon if he was being completely honest with himself. 

“I’ve only been to a few,” he paused for a moment, trying to come up with the right phrase of words. “realms as you would call them.” there was so much more that could have been said, but instead, he sighed. “I can’t stay here and i can’t go back there.” He was stuck between a rock and a hard place… one he didn’t think he’d ever get out of.

“I’m far more than simply stuck… i’m trapped.” It was Ky’s own way of not just saying he wanted away from everything, but also some sort of help… even if he wouldn’t ever truly admit it.

“Well, well, well,” Natasha sighed as she looked over at Ky. Like clock work he had fallen straight into the Avengers’ hands. He should have known better than telling his entire plan to one of them. She sat down in a chair across from him, looking through the bluish force field into his cell. “Looks like you bit off a bit more than you could chew.” She tilted her head. “Why don’t you tell me what happened.”

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If he was being honest with himself, he had everything completely under control, and things had been going splendidly. all ky needed was several more moments and he could have had everything wrapped up. the only problem was it didn’t turn out as planned; over powered and thrown in this cell was honestly the least they could have done.

still, he had a few idea’s on what to do next time, but first? he had to get out of here. then he’d actually have to get someone to back him up… or at least someone who could be relied upon to do their job. “to be quite fair? you can see what happened for yourself.”

“–AND APPARENTLY, YOUR LIFE MATTERS TO YOU EVEN LESS SO THAN YOUR FREEDOM DOES.”

why did this D E M O N keep antagonising him was a mystery. his enormous fingertips began to glow subtly, scorchingly hot with the power cosmic that entrapped the hellspawn on the vast hollow of his palm. he was right, galactus did what he willed; but even as a limitless cosmic entity, sometimes he found that he was bound to listen.

“WHY DO YOU COME HERE, BEFORE THE MIGHTY GALACTUS? ARE YOU SIMPLY BORED WITH YOUR HIDEOUS PURSUITS, OR NO LONGER WELCOME IN THE FOUL REALM WHENCE YOU CAME?” 

“i’m always welcome back home.” a truth that disgusted him most of the time, but the demon would never let that be known. no matter what he was or who he chose to be… he always knew that he could go back there. sometimes… he wished he stayed, but that was rare. 

no, ky didn’t want to go back; it may have felt nice, but he enjoyed earth far too much than where his family was. something… that he’d have to work on eventually. “however, that doesn’t mean i’m bored or that i wish to go back.”

he attempted to find the right word for why he was here. amusement was one, but it wasn’t entirely accurate. nor was boredom – all the same… he thought it didn’t matter. not entirely at least. “I’m… searching for something.”

so now he did not have just one demon on his herald’s tail, but two, working independently of each other. how troublesome. galactus did not hide his displeasure: strong jaw clenching, moon-sized eyes narrowing to brilliant slits.

“I WILL JUDGE YOU BY YOUR ACTIONS. AND BY THESE, I SEE NO DIFFERENCE BETWEEN YOURSELF AND YOUR GRANDFATHER.”

his otherworldly voice boomed, and his gaze flared dangerously with the power cosmic that burnt within him.

“YOU WILL SEEK YOUR ‘FUN’ ELSEWHERE. AND I WILL SPARE YOU ON THE CONDITION THAT YOU SERVE ME, AND THWART MEPHISTO’S ATTEMPTS TO GAIN MASTERY OVER MY HERALD.”

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he should have known that by his own actions he was no different. ky may have attempted to change, but deep down he didn’t wish to. no, all the half-breed wanted was to have his place at the top, and know the extent of his abilities. a throne would have been nice as well, but it wasn’t exactly needed.

however, to actually hear confirmation that he was exactly the same – it was something that should have been shocking. yet, for the moment, it wasn’t. all ky could do was narrow his eyes and hope that he’d be able to prove he wasn’t – just not today that was.

“mephisto will get what he wants,” he said, knowing that his words were more than likely not going to earn him any favors. “if i interfere with what he wants… i’ll be dragged back.” he was about to say home, but instead, ky clipped his words at the last second. “that’s the way it is – family or otherwise… it won’t matter.” even though he wished deep down that it would.

“the moment he finds out or even suspects that i’m involved…” he shook his head as he trailed off speaking knowing that it would be useless to attempt to explain anymore of his situation. 

.       however tempting it is to make ky repeat himself, bobby realizes pushing his luck is only going to make him LESS inclined to continue this streak of good deeds. ❝ alright, alright, don’t get your panties in a twist. ❞ there’s a smile on his face, however, one that urges ky’lar to smile too. crazy as it sounds, ky’s probably his closest friend…if also one of the most unpredictable. ❝ thank you. ❞

       there was a slight grin that pulled on his lips. it lasted, but a moment, and then it vanished. still, it was there all the same. ❝ if i had them in a twist, ❞ he mused, grin pulling at his lips, ❝ there is no doubt that you’d be on the ground with my knee in your stomach. ❞ or, in other words, ky would have pinned bobby to the ground – just out of spite. ❝ among other things, of course. ❞

diversiformheros:

“Hey I’ll be the first to survive and live to tell everyone that you did rip me to shreds. It’ll be worth it. Oh and the fact I get to say you touched me willingly.” Wade chuckles and he knows he’s pushing his luck so he takes a half a step back and looks around for his pants. “You touched my butt in the first place, you started this.”

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“I saw… an opportunity.” he could have said that it would have gone on longer if the other just shut up, but Ky wasn’t in the mood for that. No, he would keep up that anger for a while longer, and then get a drink… or six. “And I took it – end of story.” Ky knew he could have said more, but instead, he divert the subject – at least for the moment.. That way, maybe he wouldn’t have to deal with… everything. “You don’t have to get dressed you know; i run around with out a shirt on all the time. Usually with a tail.”

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unbreakablewidow:

“Are you asking me OUT?”

It was CUTE, really. Natalia knew the extent of his POWER but watching him blush and inviting her to dinner had the agent SMILING

“I’d LOVE to.”

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ATTEMPTING TO BE DECENT was taxing and there was only so much he could do before ADMITTING defeat. A reason to why he half-expected her to SLAM her fist in his face, but when she actually AGREED he was pleasantly surprised ( for once ). 

“Well, you COULD say that.” Of course, among other things, Ky thought he could at least attempt to show her a good time – even if deep down there was no doubt in his mind it would END badly… as usual. 

“Plain cheese please, anything else messes with my stomach, and of course. It’ll have to be at the first of the month though because I’m running pretty much on empty right now cash wise.”

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“I don’t mean cas-” he cuts himself off with a sigh. “Never mind. I’ll get your pizza and make sure it as lots of cheese.” At least then he’d have done his good deed for the year.