"How dare you enter my palace, threaten my family, my home. This madness, this chaos must be stopped, Renegade!"
Thor growled through clinched teeth and frenzied breath as he raised his lustrous hammer, commanding the infantry that lingered poised behind the Prince to encircle you. The air was cold and smelled of Asgardian cuisine and merriment lingered. You had so graciously interrupted a gala.
"You imagine I can be so effortlessly taken in, Prince?"
As you let out a laugh stringed with malice, a lengthy blue staff twirls against your fingers. It looks to be made entirely out of ice, aside from the central framework of it, which was made of solid, silver metal. By now the partygoers had cleared out the space. The staff was without a doubt longer than your lithe body. You tap the bottom of it against the marbled ground a mere two times and the whole floor turns into a thick coating of frost, making an unmistakably loud, crackling reverberation with every inch it blankets, as if the floor were to cave in on itself at any moment.
You make subtle glances around the entrapment, looking at all the soldiers around you. Getting an idea of what you're up against. You let out a deep sigh in disappointment.
"I was hoping you'd have more reinforcements than these poor lots, genuinely I'm disenchanted by you, Prince."
Your hand falls to the ground making a fist. As you propel your arm upwards, countless ice shards that emerged from the glacial floor sync with your hand and begin to swirl around you. You thrust your hand out in front of you, fingers elongated. Instantaneously, the entire assembly of ice shards obeys your slight command and shoot every which way through each of the militia. Puckering your soft lips you blow a kiss towards Thor. Your icy breath envelops him, encasing him in solid ice from the chest down. You went to walk past him, but stopped for a moment.
"You will never catch me until I desire to be caught" you whisper. Your breath was cold against the Prince's ear, as if a breeze of Jotenheim's wind blew past him.
"How do you know I do not fancy seizing you, and that's why you aren't rotting in the dungeon already" asked Thor in a callous voice.
"If you didn't desire me, then why pursue me?
"You're a treacherous fanatic"
"Now, now, let's not resort to name calling" you pouted as you resumed your strides away before you were stopped by Thor's voice piping up once more.
"You've caused Asgard nothing but pain and mayhem, buildings destroyed, immeasurable lives taken, and for what? Rebellion? Revenge? What-"
Thor stopped a moment and noticed the ice was creeping up his body, slowly but surely going to encase him completely in a tomb.
"Permit me one more question, before anything else" Thor began again
"Now what could the mighty Thor want to ask?" You say, flexing your muscles in a mocking fashion.
"Why" Thor asked in a harsher tone than his previous tone.
"Why what? The murders, the anarchy, the betrayal? What?"
"All of it"
A sly smile wiped across your face.
"Where are you holding your brother?" was your only reply.
"Answer my question" Thor replied as you could hear the hint of what little patience that was left in his tone abscond.
"My motives are mine, and mine alone, now where is he," you ask, returning Thor's impatience.
Thor was silent.
"I'm not in a toying mood, Prince"
"Neither am I" said Thor with a smirk as the hand that held Mjolnir broke free of the hoarfrost. Thor shattered the rest of the prison with a swing of the hammer and then sent you flying against the opposite wall with another hearty swing. You hit the wall, bouncing off and landing a crumpled bit on the floor. You were instantly captivated by the notion of a worthy fight and wiped a bit of blood that was coming from the corner of your mouth and sprang onto your feet.
You blew a piece of lolling hair out of your face and readied your staff. Thor threw his hammer at you, only for you to have jumped into the air in time, to land on the large silver hammer's hilt as it slammed into the ground beneath you.
Thor held out his hand and the hammer started to wiggle free, you took the opportunity and back-flipped off the hilt. Pointing your staff at Thor, hundreds of ice shards shot out at him in a flurry.
You both exchanged fierce blows for what seemed like ages, though your speed and agility was unmatchable for such a mage. However, when Thor landed a hit, it made up for all of his previous failed attempts, knocking you into columns and whatever marbled object seemed convenient. Your previously silent breaths became louder and harsher. Thor saw an opportunity and took it, slamming the ground with his hammer, forcing the ground to shake and split.
This blow sent all your ice cracking along with the floor underneath. You hurried to your feet as the floor suddenly broke apart and sent you and Thor falling down into a room below. It was too dimly lit at first to tell where you landed, plus you had the battle at hand to focus on. You used your staff for support as you got up off your knees.
"Do you surrender now, Renegade? Thor boomed, though in just as bad a shape as you. A smirk made its way across your cool lips.
"Surrender? This has just begun" you said as you quickly regained your footing. You rush towards Thor, your staff laid across both of your palms. You propel yourself into the air and suddenly your icy staff morphed into a longbow. You draw the string back past your ear and two frozen arrows loaded themselves. Time seemed to halt, or at least for you it did. Your skills as a weapons master were so proficient, time slowed as you contemplated your next moves. Enough tension had built behind your arrows as you released the string and it snapped forward with the strength to topple mountains, sending the arrows whizzing through the air. Your eyes never left Thor's as the arrows pierced each of his shoulders, and the force sent him flying back against the brown engraved wall, sticking him there. He ripped each arrow from his broad shoulders through gritted teeth. He darted back at you once he got loose. The two of you engaged in fierce close combat. You blocked Mjolnir with your frozen bow a few times before it changed its shape once more, distorting into a double edged sword. When Thor finally though he would land a finishing blow and take you in, you flipped away from him, to land crouching a few yards away. You put your hand out under your chin, and blew a new stream of cold.
[This time get the arms first, you fool] came the voice inside your head.
The cool air wrapped around Thor like a snake and had wrapped him up to his neck this time, still continuing to slither up his face by the time you got to your feet.
"You should try harder, You don't want me to get bored, Prince." You furtively said as the last of the ice covered his golden hair, encasing him entirely. As your eyes adjusted to the dimness of the room you had fallen into. It had sconces propped up periodically along the walls, along with arial lighting from inside each prison cell. You turned and saw 10, maybe 13 men standing inside a clear prison, just staring at you in bewilderment. The cell was decorated on the outside with intricate markings and embellishments. There was a very slow clapping that erupted from behind you. You turned to look and it was another glass prison, must like the other one, and it wasn't short of it's prisoner, either.
A worn, rugged man sat against one wall in a cell all by himself, a loose-fitting tunic gently laid over his torso. His long ebony hair shagged over his face.
"You have some nerve presenting yourself in front of a prince without a summons, girl." Came an elegant yet bestial voice as the man looked up and his wild green eyes met yours.