A/N: Hey everyone! This is my first fanfiction, so please be nice! I love reviews, but no flames please. I'll be polite in my reviews, you be polite to me. Common courtesy, after all. I don't own anything but Sidhe and the storyline up until Thor.

Another thing! I am really, really sorry for my disappearance. Have no fear, this story has not been abandoned! I've been working on adding some things so it looks like she's less Mary Sue, but please, critics, keep in mind that this is my first story with OCs, and I'm experimenting. I am not a pro, like some fanfiction authors are. My character probably will be Mary Sue, but that's because I'm experimenting with what to do and what not to do. Either put up with it, or read something else. Sorry. Thanks for reading, and thanks to all who enjoy this and have given me the encouragement to go on :)

-Darke

"Sidhe!" At the sound of Thor's voice she turned. He strode down the corridor towards her, the sunlight glinting off his chain mail.

"Lord Thor." He grinned at her, his brilliantly white teeth flashing.

"Now Sidhe, there's no need for formalities. I have a request."

Sidhe inclined her head. "Yes, sire?"

"Call me Thor, please."

"As you wish si- Thor."

Thor grinned again. "So. I hear you are a strong warrior."

Sidhe narrowed her eyes. "Yes, what of it?"

"Volstagg, Fandral, Hogun, Sif and I were wondering… that is, Volstagg, Fandral, Hogun and I were wondering if… you would possibly like to join our team."

Sidhe raised an eyebrow. "Oh? And what prompts this generous offer?"

"We have seen you fight. At the championship battles last year."

"Oh, of course."

Thor smiled. "I don't believe I ever congratulated you on your victory."

"If you had been allowed to enter, sire, I have no doubt I would have lost."

"Of course I would. Even so, you are quite a competitor. Those blades were forged in the same place as this hammer, were they not?"

"Yes. That is correct."

Thor looked at her. She was so beautiful. With her pale, soft looking ivory skin, and beautiful almond shaped eyes an icy blue. Her waist length, dark hair, hanging in a braid down her back, her small mouth. She wore two curved swords strapped to her back, formfitting fighting gear, and kept many knives on her person at all times. Rumor had it she was an expert at any type of fighting, be it kickboxing, knife throwing, archery etc. Her sword skills were renowned and she was considered one of the most powerful warriors in Asgard, unquestionably the most powerful woman, much to Sif's fury. Sidhe was a mystery to everyone. She had appeared in Asgard one day last year; no one knew where she came from. It was a secret he was vying to solve. He had sworn to himself that he would be the one to solve the mystery of Lady Sidhe. She had resisted all attempts to draw her into Asgard's society, but he was Thor, son of Odin. He would snare her.

"So what do you say, Sidhe? Will you join us?"

She looked at him sharply. "I thank you for your generous offer. I do accept, on the condition that if I ever wish to leave, you allow me to do so. You may be the prince of Asgard, but my will is my own, and I hope it to be free."

Thor laughed. "Of course! Come with me! We're practicing in the training room, you can join us!"

Sidhe nodded. "I shall accompany you."