Summary: Thor and Raiden battle to see who's the better God of Thunder until they come to an understanding.
Warnings: some fighting, none of than that
WC: 650
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Thor stood at the edge of a mountain peak, Mjölnir in hand, his golden hair whipping in the wind as lightning crackled across the sky. He was sent here by Heimdall’s vision, a disturbance in the realms that threatened both Asgard and Midgard. Thor had fought many foes—gods, monsters, and men—but this energy felt different, ancient, powerful, and somehow… familiar.
As he scanned the horizon, a bolt of lightning struck a nearby peak, but it wasn’t his own. From the electric storm emerged a figure draped in white robes, eyes glowing with blue energy, and a conical hat shielding his face from the storm’s fury. It was Raiden, the God of Thunder from Earthrealm.
Thor raised an eyebrow and gripped Mjölnir tighter. “I don’t know who you are, but I sense power in you. And yet, you stand where you do not belong.”
Raiden’s eyes flashed, his voice calm but echoing with authority. “I am Raiden, protector of Earthrealm. I have come here because your presence disturbs the balance of realms.”
Thor smirked, the arrogance of an Asgardian god seeping through. “The balance? I am Thor, son of Odin. I protect not just Earth, but the Nine Realms themselves. If anyone’s balance is threatened, it is not mine.”
Raiden’s face remained stoic, though the clouds above grew darker. “You speak of protection, but your arrival here has caused the elements to rage. This place—these storms—are not yours to control. The realms must remain in harmony.”
Without another word, Thor hurled Mjölnir toward Raiden, lightning trailing behind it in a brilliant arc. Raiden raised his hand, and with a crack of thunder, disappeared into a bolt of lightning, reappearing just before Mjölnir could strike.
“I have faced gods before,” Raiden said as he summoned lightning of his own, sending a surge of electricity toward Thor.
Thor caught the bolt on his hammer, absorbing the energy with ease. He grinned, impressed. “I like your spirit, Raiden. But let’s see if you can handle this!”
With a mighty leap, Thor launched himself into the air, Mjölnir raised high. The sky itself seemed to split as lightning cascaded down toward Raiden. But Raiden was unfazed. With a gesture, the storm turned, the winds bending to his will. Lightning coiled around him like a serpent, and in a flash, he shot up to meet Thor mid-air, fists charged with divine power.
Their clash was cataclysmic. The air around them shimmered as energy from both gods collided, shaking the very foundation of the realm. Each strike of Mjölnir was met by Raiden’s mastery over lightning, their powers mirroring each other in an explosive display.
For a moment, they were evenly matched—thunder and lightning warring in the skies, each god testing the other’s strength. But Raiden’s calm precision clashed with Thor’s raw fury. A well-placed strike from Raiden sent Thor crashing to the ground, but the Asgardian rose swiftly, his smile wider than before.
“You fight well, Earthrealmer,” Thor said, dusting himself off. “But it will take more than that to bring down the God of Thunder.”
Raiden landed gracefully, the storm calming slightly as he spoke. “This battle is unnecessary, Thor. We are not enemies. The realms need both of us—together, we can restore balance.”
Thor hesitated, his grip on Mjölnir loosening. The truth in Raiden’s words rang in his mind. They were not enemies—merely two forces of nature that had crossed paths.
After a long moment, Thor nodded. “Very well, Raiden. Let us end this battle.”
Raiden extended his hand, and after a brief pause, Thor clasped it firmly. The storm above began to ease, the skies clearing as the two gods came to an understanding.
“Together, then,” Raiden said, his voice calm once more.
“Together,” Thor agreed, his eyes gleaming with newfound respect.
And so, the gods of thunder stood side by side, their powers united, ready to face whatever greater threat lay ahead.
If you dont mind me asking! May I see mk11 shang tsung in your style? Like not the grandpa, the more middle aged one, I dont think i saw it in your style i think he would look gorgeous!
Absolutely, here's a quick doodle of Shang Tsung! I can't believe I haven't drawn his younger version from MK11 yet, thank you so much for the request!!! 💕
