Thanos waited for Thorn to arrive. The two stallions had much to discuss now that they had broken through the weakened Hell barrier and returned to the land of the living. They had to sort out the herd and plan their next move. He had an odd feeling, almost of happiness. No, not true happiness, merely the sensation of happiness. For now he was free. He could do things that he couldn’t before. He had been given a second chance. What he would do with that second chance…well he had mostly forgotten. But he would remember, at least his rats would. They had a much better time collecting their thoughts than he did, which was why he kept them around.
“What a horrible place we have found ourselves in.” War said with a tinge of disdain in her voice.
“This is our home now. You must learn to like it.” Peace replied. He was always the more level headed of the two. Always seeing beauty in everything, in horrid things like Thanos.
“Like it? I don’t have to like it. Not until is shaped in my vision. And what cannot be shaped will be destroyed!”
“You two never stop do you.” Thanos stated. Some days the rats were more entertaining than others. Today was one of those days. He was almost amused by their presence. He felt almost happy at the idea of being out of Hell. For now he was no longer confined in its halls to merely roam around talking to his rats. No, now he could do so much more. And with Thorn’s help they could do anything. Thorn, his brother in crime. He did like the other stallion. Which was good since they were stuck in this together now.
Now where was that other stallion anyways? There was so much to discuss, so much to do. He needed his brother. No, he wasn’t truly his brother. He only called him that since the two stallions had so much in common. Together they could accomplish anything. Thanos being the brains of the operation, well for the most part. And Thorn, he was the doer, the brawn of the two. Yes, they would accomplish many things together, many great things. He could sense it.
