City lights

[Thor]

not a bad first day croissaint Red thought with a smirk.

The smile under his crimson helmet was short lived. The street cameras had caught the entire fight and silent alerts had already been sent to all nearby units. The Troopers had already flooded either side of the alley in which the dangerous prime stood oblivious to the veritable army waiting to pounce on him. That was when Thor emerged from the gate. Thor looked around. He saw the rising towers of steel and glass. He saw the flying vehicles overhead. For a moment he even thought he might be home, but it did not take him long to dismiss that idea. The level of technology was similar but Valhalla was warm and filled with life. This place was cold and, for all it's movement and noise it felt dead. That was when he saw the to growing bundles of stormtroopers on either side of an alley. More of Omni's men. To many for him to take alone. Not without the power of thunder. Still he needed information. He would fly into the thick of them, take out enough to secure his flight away from the fight would not end with him back on the graveyard beach of his dream, and then he would fly off with one of them and take the answers he needed.

Thor swung his hammer in a circle before launching directly at a group of troopers. They were too closely clumped together to take advantage of their rifles but the tightness of their group made Thor's swings only that much more effective. Swing after swing clones went flying. A well placed upper cut sent one flying down the alley to come to a skidding stop at Red Hood's feet.