One of the Men

[Thor]

Thor Awoke to a flash and a bang. He was on his feet in moments, Hammer in hand. He saw Red holding Alex by the hair, knife to the boy's neck. Should Thor save the boy or let his friend get revenge? Curse morality! Thor just wanted a fight without all the mess. He missed the jotuns. An enemy you could respect and one that hated you more than you hated it. If it was an Ice Giant, you attacked it. Never did you have to wonder which side who was on. It was simple. Thor looked at the boy, at Red holding the boy. This was anything but simple. Thor heard Red's ultimatum and then watched him let Alex go. Thor let air fill his lungs as a sigh escaped his lips. He looked at Alex as he ran out the door. Letting him go free would only cause trouble, but for some reason Thor was glad that Red Hood had not taken the boys life. He shut the door and let his Hammer drop to the ground. Once again, Thor put a hand on his friends shoulder. "You did the right thing letting him go."

Thor looked at Red. Red did not look back as he spoke. "I'm not so sure."