Kikkie: Atreus finds a group of virgin girls being attacked by warriors. Being a nice demi-god he is, he runs over to protect them. He ends up saving one of them, Angrboða, in doing this, he ends up becoming her ONE. Now, he has to marry a girl he does not know, let alone has a bunch of secrets of her own, while also trying to protect her and her sister from a an evil king that is after them.
Rated M for cursing, nudity possible lemon and fighting. Enjoy!
The sounds of wood being chopped into pieces the second I open my eyes. It was…cold, even three sheets could not give me warmth. Something I did not need, but desired a little in my life. Rising from the comfort of my bed, I slowly move my body a bit to allow my feet to touch the cold floor. Shiver's run up my spine as I stretch my arms. Even with clothes, my I am still cold.
"Atreus!" A voice calls to me, it was my father's. He must have a sense that I had woken up. Now that I think about it, he must be the one chomping down wood. Standing out of bed, I grab my bow before running outside.
The cold air hits my face hard, but not enough to knock me down to the ground. Snow gathers at my feet as I walked towards the large man that stood in front of a large fire pit.
"Father?" I asked. The large man does not look at me, only continues his work.
"The dwarf's demand your presence. Go to them." My father ordered. I nod at his words before looking at his hip. Two golden yellow eyes stare up at me, wanting to ask for something.
"Is there anything you want Mimir?" I asked the head.
"A nice cup of ale would do me nicely lad." He tells me.
"But your just ahead. You can't drink anything." I said.
"Actually, I wanted to do a little experiment that involve-BOY!" My father shouted at me. Cutting Mimir off and making me look up at him. 10 years after our fight with the one that feels no pain, and he still calls me boy, which was very annoying!
"Yes father!" I asked.
"The dwarfs, now." He growls at me. He wasn't mad, he just always sounded that way.
"Yes sir." I told him before leaving. Jumping over the wooden spikes that surrounded our home, I quickly make my way to the nearest magical door I could find to get to the Brok and Sindri. They kept changing the name for the doors that they used to walk between realms because Sindri didn't like it. Long story shortens, I call them magic doors.
"RUN!" A voice shouted, making me stop in my traces. I was halfway to the door when my head turned south, looking over at the river banks. The white snow that covered the land was stained with red. Did someone from the village get hurt? Normally people don't come this deep into the forest. It would normally take a day to reach our area from the closest village around.
"MOVE IT!" That voice, I heard it again. It sounded like a woman! But I shouldn't get involved. Father told me never to get involved with the local villager's. After a horrible event one night that I rather not talk about. Oh, I had nothing to do with it, it was dad. Not the best 16 birth either.
"HELP ME!" Another female voice shouted. I nearly jumped down to see where it was coming from. But I had to stay out of it! I can't interfere with mortal unless necessary.
"THE DEAD!" Another female shouted. And in a flash, I found my jumping off the edge of the hill that I was on and running towards the voices. Jumping over rocks, animals and even random objects, I soon found myself staring at the screaming voices.
"Angrboða!"
A young woman dressed in white silks stood in front of a group of young women just like her. All the women wore white flowy silks that also showed off their skin. Their hair was long and blonde like gold that fell to the ground. Eye's as blue as the summer sky. With clear milky skin without a scare nor marking what so ever. The girl with the blade, on the other hand, looked different.
Her hair was red like blood and it flowed in the wind around her. Wrapping around her body as it was trying to be with her. Her eyes were the color of gold, almost identical to the other girl's hair, and somewhat like Mimir. But the thing that struck me was her skin. Why was is the color of mud? I have never seen something like her before. She was…beautiful.
Around her and her enemies was dead Draugr everywhere. They all were sliced and diced as if someone with a blade had killed them. She must have been that person. And hell, a dead Revenant! Those are extremely hard to kill! Who was this woman?
"Stay away from us!" She shouted, snapping me from my gaze to see what she was pointing her sword at. Or rather, who. And that who was three men that wore fur covered bottoms. They had tattoos all over their bodies and blades at their sides.
"The king demands you and your sister's Angrboða!" One shouted, I guess the one with the sword is called Angrboða.
"You stay away from us!" She shouted at the three men. One of the three reaches to his back and pulls out a bow. It was small and it looked cheaply made. I wonder if the dwarfs do business in the local villages around here. They would probably make a profit if they did.
"One shot is all I need." The one with the bow said. Before I even react, he fires an arrow straight towards the group of girls huddling together for protection. My heart raced as I run to stop the arrow. Only to stop when I saw the dark skin girl take the hit for her sister. An arrow to her hip, staining her white silks.
"Ngh!" She growled, but refused to fall down to the ground. Holding her sword up high, ignoring the blood sliding down her leg.
"Who are you?" The third one of the group asked, making me snap from my gaze. I didn't realize that I had just come out of the shadow's, let alone realize that I was staring at them this entire time.
"I…" I spoke, I have to admit, this was somewhat embarrassing. Angrboða looks over to me.
"Are just going to stand there, or are you going to help me!?" She shouted at me. Why was my heart racing?
"Oh boy, he's love struck!" The man with the bow shouted. "Angrboða, I think you got yourself a puppy."
"Ugh, I am going to die here…" Angrboða moaned. I need to stop with these phasing out moments. Quickly, I ready my arrow at the man with his bow. Without a second thought, I allow the mistletoe glass go flying through the air before piercing his left eye. Making the male fall down to the ground like a tree branch that just withered away from the mother root. The other two men stare at me with worried eyes as I grabbed another arrow.
"Move and I kill. Trust me, I will end your life as fast as it began." I growled at the males staring at me. The one that talked first just chucked as the other one shakes his head. The first talker raises his hands in the air and nods to me.
"We should go, the king will be mad, but I can see that we are beaten." The first man said before turning his back to us. His friend follows soon, they then faded into the air, turning into the leaves that were taken by the wind.
"NRGH!" Angrboða moans before falling to the ground. I looked back at her, rushing over, I tried to help her. Only to be stopped when she swung her sword at me.
"Away!" She shouted at me.
"But your hurt!" I yelled back.
"I am fine! I can help myself!" She shouted at me as she tries to get to her feet. Only to fall to the ground and scream in pain. One of her sisters crawled over to us, hovering over her sister, she looks down at her and said:
"Let your ONE help you." She said…wait? One?
"NO!" She shouted at her sister, trying to lean upwards, she falls backward onto her back and screamed a little.
"One?" I asked.
"Its nothing!" She shouted.
"Yes, the ONE." Her sister said. Both her hands clasp together before they hold her tilting head up. She looks up to he sky, losing herself in its beauty.
"He is not the ONE! I am fine! He did not save me!" She growled.
"I am confused." I said.
"The ONE!" Her sister responded again. "In our culture, we can only wed a can who has saved us from danger. You are Angrboða ONE."
"Oh…" I responded before realizing what she just explained to me. Standing up to my feet, I looked down to the woman on the ground.
Did I just get engaged!?
Kikkie: Thank you for reading! Please review and have a lovely day!