It was an odd feeling, falling with out end, but no true weight to hold me. I’m not sure for how long I have been like this, but I have long become accustom to it. The weightless feeling as I tumble through the void, unable to tell up from down, left from right. It’s a little awkward. I know I have lost weight as I have not ingested anything in so long. I have no clue how I look anymore. I feel alone as if I am the last being in the universe. Truly, I have no idea how I ended up in this situation. At the time I had been looking for the space stone. I had caught wind it was to be placed on the youthful Midgard. It was unique, filled with what most call mortals. The short life spans they held were quite unique compared to most of the universe. Except for me though. If I was to stand by a Midgardian I would most likely be mistaken for one. Their soft, squishy, undefended forms. Their small, short lived brains. They are the only being that could possibly resemble me. The difference? I am immortal. I have lived since the first root took hold for the tree of Yggdrasil. I was birthed of the same seed that spawned the worlds. I had grown much since then. The only problem? I am idiot. How do you think I ended up like this? I have the weirdest luck possible. Don’t even try to argue with me. Because as I have begun speak I have suddenly developed the feeling of weight. A dropping sensation. Lets just say, “Oh Shit.”
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“How will they have time for me when they’ll be to busy fighting-” Loki was saying up until a portal opened above the couch in the room, expelling what appeared to be a Midgardian young adult of about twenty with long black hair, pale, almost gray skin, and stormy gray eyes. They looked malnourished and extremely disheveled with deteriorating clothing made of cotton. They land, with an oof and a bounce, upon said couch. Mere seconds later they sit up with a cry of, “I live!” startling both Tony and Loki, causing both to freeze.
“Holy shit. Did that kid just fall from the ceiling?” Tony breaths.
The supposed youth stands on wobbly, weak legs. “Aaaand I have no clue where I’m at. At least it doesn’t appear to be Helhiem.” They say as they sway on near unusable legs. “Fuck. And here I was hoping I would land somewhere I would recognize.” They then carefully use the couch to turn around and look at the others in the room.
“Well hey! It’s a hoomin! And… A frost giant? Damn where the fuck am I?” They freeze and look out the wide, expansive windows. “Whoa! What the fuck!? Is this Midgard? How long have I been gone?”
Tony, realizing the person is about to fall over, lunges and catches them. “Holy fuck, Kid. Sit back down before you hurt yourself,” He demands forcing them to sit back down on the couch. “You got a name, Stormcloud?”
The person gives an uneven, unused grin. “Hollow! My name is Hollow! What about you, Squishy bean? What’s your name?”
“Squishy bean?” Tony mutters confused only to shake is head. “My name’s Tony. Tony Stark.”
“Well, Tony Stark, what year is it? I think I have been falling far longer than I had thought.”
“It’s 2004.”
“2004? That can’t be right. Unless the meleniam counter has been changed.” The being looks over at Loki. “Yo, Frosty! How long has it been since Midgard has come to fruit?”
Loki looks confused. “What in the Norns are you?”
“Well, I’m Hollow Of All Haven! All beings within the branches of Yggdrasil should have at least been told tales of me in my absence.” At this Loki pales.
“No. You can’t possibly be Hollow of All Haven. They are merely a myth. A legend told to scare children.” Loki refutes.
“Myth? Legend? Dude, I am very much real and,” They freeze, going quiet, eyes zoning in on the staff held in Loki’s grasp, the look of starved hunger glazes their eyes as drool drips from the corner of their laxed lips. They slowly stand up on quickly strengthening legs, stalking slowly closer to where Loki has become frozen in terror, the beings teeth having turn to sharp piercing fangs. With a deep growl the being tackles Loki, ripping the staff from his grip and biting into the blue orb in the blade causing a loud shot gun like pop to sound as it breaks, the orb bursting, orange fluid flooding over the beings lips, who quickly licks it up moaning as if they had just eaten the best meal even. “Oh fuck.” they groan around their mouthful. “Tastes like sun stone and limericks! Orange and solar flairs. Come to papa. Oh so good!” They babble taking another bite of the now orange orb, fluid gushing out of it. Eventually the rest of the orb is gone, only the fluid remains to which the being begins to lick up. Loki, who had previously had blue eyes, blinks as his eyes change, clearing to shine a bright, brilliant green.
“Holy fuck. Mamma doth spoil me! Little giant, you have given me a great gift. Damn was that tasty. It’s kinda sad really that I had eaten it in my starvation. Probably would have lasted me longer.”
Tony snorts with wide eyes and a concerned expression. “You good, Stormcloud? What exactly did you just eat?”
Hollow turns to Tony, tongue pressed to hand as they lick up the last of the fluid. “Mind stone,” They bluntly state.
Loki sits up from where he had been lay out sprawling after having been tackled. “What just occurred?”
“Uh, depends. What’s the last thing you remember?” Hollow asks sanding up, color already returning to their skin.
“I…. I was hanging from the edge of the broken Bifrost. I… I let go,” Loki responds paling.
Hollow helps Loki to his feet with a conflicted expression. “Huh. Your mind is shattered and fractured in many places. You are naturally blocking thousands of memories. Will you allow me to help you?”
Loki looks down at the much shorter Hollow. “How?”
Hollow grins and grabs Loki by the face and presses their lips to the taller man’s brow, their throat glowing an orange color, which flows up from behind their collar bone and through their lips. Pulling back, the color slowly fades. “Like that. It will take about a year or so for you to fully heal seeing as if I was to put you back together right this moment I might actually cause more harm than help.”
Hollow suddenly goes cross eyed as their tongue bleps out slightly from between their lips, causing Tony to burst into laughter at the dopey expression. “Fucking hell. What is wrong with you, Strormcloud?” Hollow lets themself tip backwards only to should, “Chicken shit tastes funny!”
Unfortunately, with Loki still stunned and Tony caught off guard, Hollow hit the floor with a thud and a series of maniacal giggles. “Did you know that Midgardian monkeys are the only type of mortal animal that seeks pleasure for fun?” They spout randomly.
Then again it seems as if the tiny human like being might be quite unstable. “Okay, Giggles. Lets get you back to the couch,” Tony responds as he throws Hollow over his shoulder and carries them back to the couch only for Loki to look horrified. “Mortal! What are you doing!? Don’t just pick them up like that!” He shouts in panic. Hollow merely looks high off their ass.
“Why not, Rudolf? Hollow is just a human.” Tony responds conflicted.
Loki shakes his head rapidly. “Human!? Son of Stark that thing can eat you whole! Did you not just witness it devour an infinity stone!?” This just conflicts Tony further.
“What is an infinity stone?”
Loki face palms. “A item of immense power that can literally kill you if you wield it with out an aid of some kind.”
Hollow yawns, “It was tasty too. Juicy and tart. Kinda like orange or grapefruit juice. Oh! I know what it tastes like that you would be able to understand! Rymindonian Cocktail! Only as a jelly packet! The ones that burst in your mouth when bitten!”
Loki cringes as Hollow babbles away.
“Okay. So, let me get this straight. Kiddo here just ate a rock that contained reality altering power… Like a jelly candy?” Tony questions, conflicted.
“Yes, Son of Stark. That creature you are holding is the Infinity Devourer.”
Tony looks at where he has Hollow hefted and looks extremely conflicted, while Thor crashes through the window. “Brother! You must put a stop to this mad-” Thor starts only to freeze. “Man of iron please tell me you aren’t actually holding Hollow Of All Haven, the Infinity Devourer?”
Hollow looks up from where they had been patting Tony’s butt, “Hollo, Asir. Did you come baring gifts as well or was it only the Jotunn spawn that brings me treats?”
Thor looks horrified as if he had just been sentenced to death for eating a cupcake. “My apologies, your eminence. I was not aware you would be here. All-Father has only known you to have been missing for many millennia. Far before he took his place at the head of Asgard.”
Hollow pouts, “Millennia. Fuck, I have been gone a long time. I was only just on my way to Midgard after it had become a full fruit.” Thor nods merely nods.
“Are you alright, Bright one? Do you need assistance?”
Hollow goes cross eyed once again. “Sustenance,” is all that is said. Thor gives a sharp nod and goes out to the balcony where the machine creating the portal is placed and squats down. “I am unsure how to retrieve it, but with in this cube is the space stone.” He explains. Hollow whoops and begins to wiggle trying to get free from Tony’s grip, failing.
“Boo berry basics!” They shriek as they fight against Tony’s grip.
“Fuck! Kiddo! I swear to god if you don’t stop struggling I am going to drop you on your ass,” Tony scolds, causing Hollow to freeze.
Hollow’s eyes go wide, welling with tears, lips pursed in a pout, “But Tony~!” they fuss.
“No. I’ll put you down, but you have got to calm down,” Tony retorts.
Hollow sighs, but nods, to which Tony places them on their feet. Suddenly, over Tony’s comm, there is a crackle of static. “Stark, we have a problem. The board just launched a nuke our way,” comes through from Natasha, prompting Tony to cuss. “Fuck, okay hold on.” He then grabs Hollow to keep them from retrieving the cube just yet. “Kiddo. Q. What is your size limit on edibles?”
Hollow’s brows furrow, “Why? What are you wanting me to eat?”
“There is a large ass bomb coming our way that is going to cause huge problems if not taken care of.” Hollow blinks blank faced and extends their arms to full length on either side. “This or bigger?” they ask.
“Bigger.”
“Sorry. No help there. I have a size limit. I’m only built to eat something the size of my fist. Anything bigger than the stones gives me problems. And I’m not sure I would even be able to ingest a bomb. I would still go bang. I’m not made of vibritium after all. It would take too long to digest.”
Tony cringes and looks at the portal. “Only one place to put it then. Don’t touch the cube till I get the thing through. JARVIS? Deploy!” He then runs at the window that Thor had crashed through upon arrival.
“Right away, sir.”
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