One of the Men

[Thor]

Thor stared down the dark hallway that had consumed his friend. To late did he notice that Alex had gotten up.

"No. ALex wait!" Thor shouted, but Alex had already turned the corner. This wasn't going to be a good thing. Thor waited. He didn't like infighting. It was the most frustrating thing about his brother. Always turning on those that should be called friend. Thor knew from experience that a good fight could easily go sour when a friend turns foe. He did not want that to happen to Red.

Red came out of the hallway, helmet on. Thor could almost see the anger radiating from him. Alex followed behind. "I'm sorry! I didn't see anything!"

Thor looked at Red, raising an eyebrow. Red stopped. Red spun around knocking Alex to the ground with the back of his hand. Alex lay there on the cold stone stunned, holding his cheek. "Stop following me." Red turned and walked over to the table and sat down across from Thor. Alex stood up and walked slowly back down the hallway and around the corner.

Thor looked down the hallway, then at Red. Red looked away. "Did he deserve that?" Thor said leaning forward.

Red looked at the big warrior from the side of his eye. Thor stared back. The question hung for another moment. "No..." Red said with a sigh.

"Go after him."

"Yeah..." Red got up and went down the hallway.

Thor watched a mousy maid girl sweep up the pieces of the cup. He saw the eyes of the other men on him. They were not friendly. He heard their grumbles and their grunts of disgust. He gripped his Hammer preparing for a fight. The door slammed open.

"Attention!" A figure dressed in a breast plate and steel cap stood in the door way. "Weapon Drills Today! Out to the fields now!"

Thor rose and followed the man to the fields.