This is my first Thor Fanfic. Please let me know if something is slightly inaccurate along the way.
-G.G.
What possessed you to write this?
-Loki
It's a random idea I got from seeing you in your Jotun form. Pitch, would you do the honors?
-G.G.
*rolls eyes* Enjoy.
-Pitch
Imagine a monster. A monster with ice-cold skin and contains an even colder heart. A monster who towers all and uses ice as a brute would use his fists. A creature with red eyes, crimson enough to rival blood.
Can you imagine the fear you would fear if you ever encountered this creature? The Frost Giant. The Jotun.
Now imagine a wood, with trees as dark as night. All with no leaves with snow surrounding them.
Imagine this scene at night. It would be so dark that the only thing you could see was the snow.
You can imagine how bad it would be if you got lost there.
Imagine the wolves in the woods now. Their fur is so black, they can effortlessly blend into the trees. Their white teeth are as daggers, sharp enough to hurt, but small enough to not fatally wound. Their legs are strong enough to catch up with their prey within seconds if they wished. Their eyes are like snakes; They strike fear into the hearts of those foolish enough to look into them.
Imagine a man running from such wolves in such woods, desperately trying to get away to preserve his life so he could return home to his family who anxiously awaited him when he returned. If he returned.
Now imagine as the man nears exhaustion, he literally, miraculously, runs into a gate. As he looks up, he spies a dark castle. Briefly forgetting the wolves, he wonders how a castle so gigantic and majestic could've escaped the notice of his village which was miles away.
Howls snap him out his thoughts, yanking him back into reality.
Thinking fast, he climbs up the iron gate. As he climbs, the wolves catch up. They jump up high, their jaws snapping as they try to catch him, but he is higher than they can jump.
He is safe behind the stone wall, but he is weary; They could quickly dig a tunnel under it if they choose.
With hesitance, he crosses the bridge and approaches the dark castle.
And here is where our story begins.
Please review :)
-G.G.
*whines* When do I come in?
-Loki & Pitch
Soon enough.
-G.G.