Once again, Thor has to remind the giants why they don't live in Asgard.
"Must you challenge me so haphazardly?"
"We are many, and you are but one."
"My strength alone negates your argument."
He had them there, as that's how it's always been. Thor could've killed themāall of themāon a whim, really, but he never committed genocide. Regardless, the giants still charged him once in a while as a test of their ability.
"Taste my hammer!" With that and one swing of his mighty Mjƶllnir, the god of thunder had already blown back a battalion of frost giants, sending them toppling over one another. Then came a white light, engulfing the battlefield before anything could really break out.
"What is this?!"
And as the light was gone, so was Thor, leaving hundreds of giants dumbfounded and arguing. Many believed they could take Asgard for themselves now, but a sense of logic prevailed.
"If the powerful Thor was taken by the light, then we stand no chance should it come back," one proposed. This came to be the general consensus, and the Jƶtunn retreated to their realm.
Down on Earth, Thor could feel himself being pulled somewhere. He noticed his eyes were closed when he didn't get the feeling anymore, though that was because of the light. Since it'd faded, he decided to open them to a blue sky above.
Midgard? Why am I here? What is the meaning of this? He was in a public place, too, surrounded by people that looked worried. Thor sat up, rather numb. It was extremely rare for him to be numb. He couldn't even speak, his jaw wouldn't listen to his commands. Mjƶllnir seemed to be missing, too. For once, Thor felt rather powerless. A young lady approached Thor, helping him up.
"Are you alright?" He still couldn't speak; unable to vocally answer, Thor simply nodded and mustered up the fight to walk off, trying to get rid of his numbness. He didn't really understand where he was going, or why he felt so weak even without his weapon, but something told him he'd find the answers to his growing number of questions there.
As Thor walked closer to what he believed to be the source of his issues, he was worried more about Mjƶllnir... at least until he found an eyeglass store containing mirrors large enough to see yourself from the outside. He found a girl staring at him in the mirror, and not recognizing her he wondered why. She looked fairly fetching. Five and a half feet, long blonde hair with a red tint. and a long white dress that hung right off her shoulders. The dress was joined by fur sandals and... painted nails? Thor started to wonder why he paid so much attention to the figure in front of him.
"Hello?" he asked, seeing the reflection's mouth move as he spoke in a soft, light tone. It was the girl's voiceāno, his. The feeling was finally returning to his skin. "My face... my voice... my attire..." he didn't overreact. Not yet. For now, he simply hurried toward the supposed source faster, clouds gathering above Thor's head as he guessed what the cause was.
Thor could tell who he was approaching, and wanted to beat the answers and a cure out of them as he reached a college's rear entrance. The storm following him had reached a full swing, too, lightning flashing about. In the thunderous blasts, Thor began carrying a large battle-hammer betwixt his hands with an axe-blade in the back. It actually didn't take him long to make a realization this time: Mjƶllnir had changed its state, just as he did, and it answered his vindictive call.
"An educational facility?" Why would the conspirator be in a place of learning? On second thought, it didn't matter. The door was locked anyways, and Thor was in no mood. "Nothing will stop me from maiming the villain behind these walls and attaining my answers." (Not necessarily in that order.) With his second mighty swing of the day, Thor broke through the walls to the interior of a colosseum, shouting in his new voice. (Strangely, it sounded much more frightening than normal.)
"LOKI!" In the dissipating smoke from the crash, unaware of the chairs (and the fact that the facility somehow inconspicuously held an arena) as his eyes were fixed on Odin's brother, the lady Thor demanded, "EXPLAIN YOUR TRICKERY THIS INSTANT!"