In a crowded front of Tower Hill, London, a man was laid on a chopping block, his head covered with black cloth, ready for an execution.
Beside him was a large man, holding a giant axe, standing menacingly in front of the crowd.
Another man then walked to the platform, bringing a scroll with him. He then stood in front of the man that was laying on the chopping block, and turned to the crowd.
“In the name of his majesty, King Henry VIII, the Duke of Buckingham, Edward Stafford, is proven guilty of treason. Therefore, Edward Stafford will be sentenced to death by decapitation!”
The Duke whimpered as the man announced his sentence. “I did no such things! I never attempted to assassinate the king!”
The man didn’t answer him, instead, he got off the platform. The executioner, who was sharpening his axe, walked towards the Duke, he raised his axe, and slammed it against the head of the duke. The head rolled to the ground, the crowd gasped, but no one cheered.
Meanwhile, a man and a woman, who was wearing strange clothing, quickly walked through the crowd, towards the centre of London.
“Stay calm Thena, I can’t afford to stop you in these crowded streets.” murmured the man to Thena.
“P-Pluto…”
“Thena, please, calm yourself down.” murmured Pluto softly. “We’re almost there, I’m here, you’ll be fine.”
The two Eternals then quickly got out of the crowded streets, entering an alleyway.
Thena’s eyes suddenly turned white again, and she stopped.
“Thena, it’s me.” smiled Pluto sadly. “Take my hand.”
Thena stared at him, before conjuring her spear. She raised her spear, and tried to slam Pluto with it.
Pluto then grabbed the spear, absorbed it, and held her hand. “Thena, hey, hey, it’s me… come back to me Thena…”
Thena stammered. She stepped back a little, her eyes turned to normal. “I-It just happened again, didn’t it?”
“It’s okay, it’s okay.” comforted Pluto. “It’s just around the corner, they changed buildings.”
Thena just nodded meekly, and they both quickly traversed the alleyway. But then, a group of thugs suddenly surrounded them.
“Are you kidding me?” sighed Pluto in annoyance. “I’ve got no time for you all right now.”
“Hey, hey, look who’s here?” sneered one of the thugs. “Strange clothing you’ve got there… must’ve cost a fortune. Are you rich?”
“You’re serious right?” scoffed Pluto. “Get away, don’t have time for you all.”
One of the thugs laughed again. He then pulled out a dagger, and threatened Pluto with it. “You walk in our alleyway, you need to pay.”
“I can’t believe I’m being threatened right now.” chuckled Pluto. He then conjured his Persephone, it floats above him, heating up its surroundings.
“A wizard?” gulped the thug. His face turned pale in an instant, and he stepped back. “I- I didn’t know y-you’re a wizard sir… please forgive me…”
“What, you don't report me to the church?” scoffed Pluto.
“N-No, I- I won’t! I swear! J-just don’t kill me sir!”
Pluto raised his eyebrow, and he pointed his fingers at the thug, and Pesephone launched towards him.
The thug then was nailed to the wall, his body blistered as the hit burned the man’s flesh.
The other thugs were scared shitless, and they ran away from Pluto.
“Fucking thugs.” murmured Pluto in annoyance. He then calmed down when he saw Thena’s pale face. “Come on, it’s near here.”
Pluto and Thena then traversed the small Alleyway, leaving the body alone. He then entered the big road again, and arrived at the London Sanctum.
He knocked on the door slowly.
No answer.
Pluto frowned, and knocked again, more roughly this time.
Still, no answer
“Fucking stuck-up sorcerers.” cursed Pluto. “Always thinks that they’re the shit.”
Pluto then slammed his hands towards the door, and shouted. “Open the fucking door you bald woman!”
The door then opened slowly, revealing a bunch of sorcerers, ready to fight at a moment’s notice.
“Where’s your master?” asked Pluto calmly. They didn’t answer, instead, they conjured eldritch shields, ready to fight.
“Hey little girl!” shouted Pluto out of nowhere. “If you don’t show up right now, I’ll kill your pets.”
No answer.
Pluto sighed, and summoned his Persephone once again. The wooden floor below him charred as he stabbed his Persephone to the ground.
He was about to attack, but then, she appeared.
“Everyone, stand down.” she said. She floats in the air, the time stone around her neck, and she hovers to Pluto.
“A rather rude entrance, don’t you think so Mr. Smith?”
“You know I would come, why bother acting this way?” questioned Pluto curiously.
“A being such as you is always dangerous to be around, Mr. Smith.” she said casually.
“Don’t act like a wiseman, little girl, I’m more ancient than you.” scoffed Pluto, shoving her away as he walked towards the Sorcerer Supreme’s office.
The bald woman raised her eyebrow in amusement, and followed Pluto, who was walking through the sanctum as if he owned it.
Well, technically, he helped build it…