A Gift for Hela

Did all the people arranged in advance die?

After The Other dragged away the two unsightly "corpses," Beckett walked to the edge of the cliff and looked down at the incredibly thick fog below.

Even now, he can't see clearly what lies beneath the fog.

"I need to warn you again..."

"Do not break my rules, Son of Thanos."

A hoarse, drawn-out voice rang out, and the Red Skull, with black flames burning in its eye sockets, appeared behind Beckett without warning.

"I thought he was dead." Beckett turned around without the slightest fear to meet his gaze, his self-righteous demeanor causing the black flames flickering in the Red Skull's eye sockets to "sway in the wind and rain."

Beckett did believe Red Skull was dead; he had watched as Red Skull was kicked off a cliff and fell to his death.

Since the Red Skull, who was supposed to be the guide, is dead, isn't it normal for him to help the Soul Stone find a new guide?

"No, don't break my rules." Red Skull's face was grim. He had no idea how Thanos had raised such a thing.

If you want to obtain its power, you should at least follow its rules, right?

If it weren't for its inherent wickedness, it would have left Vormir long ago and found somewhere to hide.

It really wanted to see what Thanos and Beckett, father and son, would do to get what they wanted.

Unfortunately, it has yet to Thanos, and is only constantly being pushed to the brink of sanity by the clueless Beckett.

"You didn't say that before."

Before turning away, Beckett's last glance made Red Skull grit his teeth in anger.

"Your His Highness Beckett."

"Keep an eye on Vormir, but we don't need to go to the area halfway up the mountain." Beckett took off his armor after returning to the spaceship.

The bruises on his right arm were particularly glaring.

Using the power of the Infinity Stones comes at a price.

This is also why Beckett didn't kill Carol Danvers on the spot.

"Also, inform Proxima Midnight to take Ebony Maw and bring the army back."

"Just tell them I don't have time to hand over the work to them right now."

"I have more important things to do." Beckett's gaze shifted from his bruised right arm to the unconscious Carol ...

Dark...

Pain...

Cold... shivering... trembling...

The cycle repeats itself again and again, and the awakening continues.

If it weren't for the clock on the wall, Carol might have even forgotten the time.

Her weak, pale face was barely clinging to life with a trace of color thanks to Nutrient Fluid diluted many times over. The clean, bright prison was a nightmare she could never shake off.

"Cell simulation experiment, 91st attempt, failed."

Wearing a lab coat, Woz wrote a large "Failure" on the report in his hand, then sighed and turned his gaze to Carol, who had just woken up.

The Dark Order's specially made chains tightly bound her limbs, and a Woz- made collar suppressor was also placed around her fair neck.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Carol."

"Woz needs you to continue providing experimental samples."

After carefully folding the 91st failed experiment report in his hand, Woz walked over to Carol with his short legs.

"Can I refuse?" Carol's pale face was full of sarcasm, but her clenched fists were suddenly met with a current that felt like severe torture.

"Ah!!!!"

The piercing wails were hard to suppress. Woz, with his hands in his pockets, blinked his harmless big eyes, holding the test tube quietly and waiting for Carol, who was slumped on the ground, to finish convulsing.

They just started touching him inappropriately.

"Thank you very much for your cooperation, Ms. Carol." Woz, who had received a full test tube of experimental samples, bowed politely to Carol Danvers, who was slumped on the ground, to express his gratitude.

If it weren't for the chains binding her, Carol would have definitely torn this annoying robot cat in half.

"Where is your master... that Beckett?"

Carol, who hadn't seen Beckett in this prison-laboratory for two days, barely managed to suppress the convulsions in her body and asked weakly.

"His Highness Beckett has gone to attend Lady Hela's coronation ceremony." The tireless Woz continued to work silently at the lab table, and when he ran out of samples, he would ask Carol for more.

This left the latter so weak she felt like she was about to fall apart, her face pale, looking like her body was about to be completely drained...

Universe, Asgard.

Having washed and styled her hair, applied eyeshadow and blush Hela donned the elaborate outfit she had prepared beforehand and appeared deep within the dungeon, before her mother, Frigga.

To be precise, a mirror was placed in front of Frigga.

The mirror reflected the image of the Asgard royal palace.

"From this day forward, you will no longer be the Queen of the Gods of Asgard, Mother."

"Because I am the new king of Asgard."

"The king of Asgard is your brother Thor, not you, Hela." Frigga, whose spirits were somewhat low due to worry about Thor, shook her head in denial.

"..." The joy in Hela's eyes gradually disappeared.

"Then you can just watch, Frigga." Hela said coldly, returning from the dungeon empty-handed once again.

She didn't understand why Frigga still didn't support her.

Just because she's not her biological daughter?

Just because Thor is her biological son?

She didn't understand.

In terms of both military achievements and prestige, she far surpassed her younger brother.

But why...?

Odin is one thing, but why is Frigga also involved...?

Standing outside the royal palace, gazing at the magnificent lands of Asgard, Hela's gaze grew increasingly cold.

"Your Majesty, the Beckett has been spotted outside the Bifrost."

"...I understand." Hela waved her hand, signaling her subordinates to leave.

After calming herself down, Hela started walking towards the Bifrost.

[This guy, he's pretty punctual.] Hela's heart, which had just been stabbed by Frigga, was stitched back together by Beckett, who happened to be passing by.

When she arrived at the Bifrost portal, she saw Beckett, dressed in a loose black Battle Suit, "passing by" with his henchman who had left a deep impression on Hela.

[Um?]

Hela thought only two people had come, but Hela saw a third figure behind The Other.

"Just passing by?" Hela looked at Beckett with a smile.

"Just passing by." Beckett looked directly into Hela's eyes.

"Explain?" Hela's gaze fell on Thor, who was bound by chains all over his body and whose mouth was sealed with a metal shield.

"I was just passing by when I bumped into it."

"Ugh! Ugh!" Thor, his eyes wide and his emotions turbulent, stammered for a long time, unable to utter a single word.

"Ugh! Ugh!!!"

After a three-hour battle of wits with the water heater, the three of them successfully destroyed it... No more hot water...

I'm going to take a cold shower tonight...

I haven't taken a cold shower in winter since graduating from high school.