Freya: A Queen without a Kingdom

by cent76

Freya Odinson, fraternal twin of Thor, is predestined by ancient prophesies to become the Queen of a powerful species known as the Valkyrie. After being betrayed by her adoptive brother and secret husband Loki, Freya, along with the rest of her people, crash into a black hole in their escape shuttle. Somehow becoming an infant and landing on earth, she is raised by the Starks.

1. Prologue

Hey, everybody!

So, this is my OC for Avengers, Freya Odinson. Although this little prologue shows her childhood, my main focus will be in her adult lifetime, where a majority of the cool stuff happens. Let me know what you think, and I'll churn out that next chapter as soon as possible! ;^)

-Love, Reandrolai

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Prologue: One to keep, one to lose

Odin paced restlessly outside the infirmary. For hours now, his wife had been in labor, and he had not been allowed to see her. Every time a nurse exited, he would become ecstatic, but they would have no news. Depressed, he ignored the 187th nurse, who walked towards him with a bundle of cloth. She kneeled to him, holding the object out.

"My Lord," she said, "your son, Thor." Taking the cloth bundle, the king beamed.

"What a handsome face!" he said joyfully. "What a noble bearing!" At that moment, another nurse approached.

"My Lord," she said nervously, "your daughter, Freya." Odin gasped, the air rushing out of him.

"A-a daughter?" he whispered. The second nurse handed him the girl, who was peacefully sleeping in her father's arms.

"What a precious creature," he sighed, ruffling the girl's soft, bright red hair. Holding both of his children, he turned away from the nurses.

"Leave my presence," he said softly, and the two women obeyed. Odin ran towards the infirmary, bursting through the doors. His wife was sitting on the birthing bed, alone.

"Frigga," he said, rushing to her side. She took their daughter, letting tears fall from her violet eyes.

"I had hoped," she sobbed, "I had tried to convince myself that the prophecy would be false, that I would not have a daughter." She looked into her husband's eyes. "I almost wish she were never born," she whispered, "To keep her from her fate."

"Do not worry, my dear," Odin replied, "We shall simply cherish the time that we have with her, before she is taken from us." He looked at his newborn son and daughter. "How poetic," he mused sadly, "A King of Asgard to keep, and a Queen of Valkyrie to lose." At that moment, tiny, brown wings unfurled from the infant princesses' back, shaking themselves dry. Her parents shared a worried look.