OP 8

Sif (as requested by Redwolf28)- 

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Walking across the desert, towards the nearest town, was an odd group. One was a massive man with a big red beard who wouldn't look out of place if he was surrounded by Vikings. The other was a stoic-looking man of Asian descent with a clean-shaven face and black hair pulled into a ponytail. Along with them was a blonde man with a matching coloured moustache and beard. The final member was a very pretty woman with black hair pulled into a ponytail. 

Harry watched them from above as he stood on his hoverboard. For some reason, he got the sense that these weren't your typical cosplayers. He wondered if they were somehow related to the energy spike he had been tracking down. For a long while, he remained up in the air, observing them as they entered the town and found the person they were looking for, a large, muscular blonde man.

It was then that things went south when a large, human-shaped robot thing arrived and decided to start destroying the town. The blonde man quickly went to work on getting everyone else to safety while the other four started battling the robot thing with strength that was not consistent with regular human beings. Harry quickly flew down on his hoverboard, getting close just as the robot fired a laser blast at a building near the woman. A missile shot out of his hoverboard and slammed into the robot just before Harry managed to scoop the woman into his arms and fly her out of the way of the rubble that nearly landed on her. 

"Hey," He said to her before looking down and seeing the robot had not been damaged at all. "That's a tough robot,"

"That is 'The Destroyer'," The woman told him as he held her up bridal style.

"Neat," Harry replied, not really knowing what to say. "I'm Harry, by the way."

"Lady Sif," She replied in greeting.

"As in 'The Sif'?" Harry blinked. "The Asgardian Sif who hangs around with Thor and the Warriors Three?!"

"Always nice to meet a fan," She winked at him before looking down. "My friends need help."

"You know how to destroy that thing?" He asked.

"I have an idea," She said in a thoughtful voice before leaping out of his arms and shooting down towards the destroyer like a bullet before pulling out a sword and slamming straight into it.

"Not going to lie," Harry said to himself as he watched Sif tackle a giant robot into the ground. "That's hot,"

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"So, what is this place?" Sif asked as she walked through the jungle with Harry. She saw that he was holding one of those 'phone' devices that the mortals appeared to love, a holographic map came out of it and was guiding them to... wherever it was that Harry wanted to go. 

"We're in Wakanda, home to the 'Black Panther'," Harry explained to her as they continued walking. 

"I've never heard of either of them," She admitted with a frown.

"I'd be surprised if you did, Wakanda disguises itself as a third-world country, making it look like it's filled with nothing but farmers and villages. But it's not, it's secretly the most advanced civilisation on Earth. As for the Black Panther, he's their protector, a warrior enhanced with a secret herb they have. The rest of the world is trying to recreate the serum that gave Steve his powers, but the Wakandans already have something better."

"You're after the herb," She guessed. "Why?"

"Because I'm tired of just relying on this," He said, gesturing to his watch. "Everyone on the team...they're better than me in so many ways. Like...first of all, I'm literally the worst-looking guy on the team."

"I wouldn't say that," She said at once. "I favour you over Stark, that's for sure."

"Thanks," He said with a small smile. "But the point is that they all have something. They're smart and skilled and strong, weapons or not. As for me, I'm just...well...I'm just me."

"Hey," Sif said firmly, reaching forward and grabbing his free hand. "Just 'you' is great. It's great for the team, and it's wonderful for me. You're more than just the watch; the only one who doesn't think that is you. You'd have made a great warrior had you been born in Asgard, that I promise you."

"You know just what to say to make me feel better," He said with a chuckle.

"Yeah, well, when you deal with men for thousands of years, you pick up stuff." She said with a small smile. "Still, once you get there, how are you going to convince them to help?"

"By appealing to their faith," Harry said before pressing down on his watch. A green flash occurred, and suddenly Harry was replaced by a very large, black panther.

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"So, old boy," Fandral said, removing his cloak and stretching his muscles. "Are you ready?"

Harry frowned as he looked around. This was not exactly what he suspected would happen on his first trip to Asgard. He was currently in what appeared to be a big bar, Thor and the remaining Warrior Three were sitting at the side, laughing while a red-faced Sif sat between them, unsure if she should laugh or not. A whole crowd had gathered around them.

"Ready for what?" Harry couldn't help but ask.

"Proof that you're worthy of our Lady Sif," Fandral said as if it were such an obvious thing. "Trial by combat, naturally."

"Naturally," Harry sighed. "Very well, let's get this over with." He said before pressing down on his watch and transforming into his Asgardian form. The form looked a lot like Superman from the Injustice game (The non-evil one), just replace the blue with black and the red with green. The Superman symbol was replaced with an Omnitrix symbol. "Right then, if you're ready," He said before punching Fandral hard enough to send him flying out of the bar, with the exception of a tooth that had dropped out of his mouth.