(Author Note: First attempt at fan fiction. I am usually more of a visual arts person than literary art, but I hope you like it anyway! The rating of M is just for safety sake because my imagination has a tendency to take dark turns periodically, but if that happens it will probably just be violence that gets me into the M rating. *The events of this chapter take place well before the first Thor movie.)

Chapter 1: Lilith Goes to School (Ageist Her Father's Wishes)


Today was Lilith's first day at Asgard Academy. She fidgeted nervously as she waited outside the classroom for the teacher to call her in to introduce her.

What if they could see right through her?

Suddenly the door swung open and the teacher Sir Kvan ushered her to the front of the room. As class stood to salute their teacher Lilith's eyes scanned the room. Her eyes fell to the boy sitting in the back row rolling his bright blue eyes in disrespect. Lilith could never mistake this fair haired boy for anyone other than Thor, god of thunder.

When the introductions were complete she was directed to sit at the back of the class right next to Thor just as she had hoped. But as she sat down and concentrated on Sir Kvan's spiel about the Bifrost she completely ignored him. He barely noticed the world around him. He continually talked to the other students around him knowing full well that Kvan would never dare give him more than a verbal reprimand.

At first he only made a few rhetorical comments in her general direction, but he quickly took notice when she pointedly did not react to his antics. He soon began to talk at her with increasing frequency throughout the class until he became a senseless buzzing in her ear.

"Thor. Thor! I asked you a question," Kvan barked, disapprovingly, as Thor's eye finally found the front of the classroom. "What is the main purpose of the Bifrost?" Kvan repeated.

Thor hastily stands to address the question, but comes up short. He stares at Kvan blankly for a few uncomfortable moments before Kvan responds.

"Well if you cannot concentrate on the lesson you can at least keep you tong still so it does not distract everyone around you as well." Then the teacher's hawk like glare turned on her, "Lilith, since you seem to have become so well acquainted with his highness in such a short amount of time maybe you can tell me the answer for him?"

Lilith sat straighter in her chair lifting her chin in an affronted expression. How dare he lump her in with Thor's gaggle of nerdowells! She was going to have to teach him a lesson. Slowly she stood to address the class, flipping her long tresses behind her shoulder hotly, and boldly meeting Sir Kvan's gaze.

"The answer is rather simple," she began. "The Bifrost, which is guarded by Heimdall, is the link between the Nine Realms of the Norse Cosmos. This allows us to keep tabs on the realms that we are charged to protect."

"Correct." Kvan mutters, begrudgingly. "You may be seated."

Thor, temporarily chastened, remained silent for what little remained of the class period.


Several weeks pass in the same manner with Thor getting increasingly persistent. Until finally on her walk home from school Thor hastened up beside her. He walks next to her in silence for a few paces before suddenly rounding on her and stopping to block her path.

"Why do you detest me?" he exclaimed.

Lilith rocked back on her heels as her eyes widen in shock. "Why would I detest you?" she asks, perplexed. Maybe she had pushed him too far.

"Then why do you never speak to me then?" he demanded.

Placing her hands on her hips and tilting her head to look him straight in his blue eyes she said, "Well it certainly got your attention, didn't it." When he continued to stare at her blankly she continued, "At first I just wanted to catch your eye, but you got so frustrated. How could I resist teasing you further?"

As he continued to stared at her stunned. So she quickly stepped around him and continued to walk. A few paces later he was beside her again.

"Why would you do such a thing? Do you know who I am?"

"That is exactly why I did it." Lilith paused as she thought for a moment then continued. "You looked so bored when I came in. I thought you might enjoy a little something to shake you up. You know, ease your burden," she said sarcastically.

"Well if you really want to ease my burdens you could go out with me and my friends tonight. I promise that it will be an adventure,"

"And why would I want to go on an adventure with your merry band of degenerates?"

"Because you cannot resist to vex me?"

"That is true. I will consider it," she said.

And with a quick chivalrous bow he departed, tossing a quick "Meet us at sunset by training grounds!" over his shoulder as he went.


That night as she scaled the locked gates to the training grounds she pondered all the different reasons why this was a bad idea. All of the possible disasters seemed to stem from the fact that Thor was making the plans. Thor the boy whose ego had never been checked and whose belief in his own prowess had never wavered. She quickly came to the conclusion that anything Thor would consider an adventure was something that could never be anything but a catastrophe.

Quietly Lilith slunk through the shadows and slowly peered around the armory. There she saw Thor standing surrounded by his usual flock of glory driven idiots: Sif, Volstagg, Fandral, and Hogun. Lilith paused as their voices drifted toward her. Maybe she should determine how stupid they were going to be before she decided to sign on or distract them from something too dangerous, possibly with something shiny. She stepped back cloaking herself in shadows as she waited to listen in.

"What is taking this girl so long? We need to get in and out before we are spotted," complained Sif.

"Yeah. The guard exchange does not take long and I want to make sure I find the best weapons in the armory to 'barrow,'" complained Hogun.

"Let's wait a little longer. I am sure she will come," Thor says.

"Ha! What is this all about?" Fandral says with a smirk. "If it had been me that had been late you would have run off and left me!"

"Let's just go already. My bloods pumpin' just thinkin' about that nest of devils awaitin' us!" argues Volstagg.

Thor turns to face the hulking boy. "The wyvern will keep for five more minutes, besides it will take us most the night to climb the cliffs to get to them anyway."

Lilith gasped. These imbeciles had found a nest of wyvern! She definitely needed to distract them. Oh, but what she could make with those luminescent scales and poisonous fangs. Maybe she could wedel out the location before she distracted them and go alone. With her stealth skills she could sneak into the nest and gather the ingredients without notice.

Lilith startled as Volstagg roared, "I aint' waitin' any longer!" and began to march purposefully towards the armory. Out of time she stepped out of the shadows to block his path.

"So I here you found a nest of wyvern?"


Things were not going to plan. She hated when things didn't follow the plan. Nothing she said or did distracted them and on top of everything else they were refusing to tell her where they were going. So she couldn't even lead them astray by using magic to create a willow-the-wisp to lead them back to Asgard and go on alone. That was her last safeguard and now she was plastered to the side of a cliff doing far too much physical activity in the hopes of someday reaching the wyvern nest. Why in the world were the wyvern nesting so high up the cliff anyway? Shouldn't they want to nest closer to the tree line where their food source of berries and roots were?

As she pulled herself up over the edge she vowed to plan more carefully in the future. Brushing off her blue tunic and straightening her belt of vials and daggers she stood to face her inevitable doom. As the merry band of degenerates marched into the cave Thor fell back to walk beside her.

"How are you doing? You look a little winded."

"Oh, shut it. We can't all be big hulking brutes. There would be no one left to record the tragedies of idiotic heroes who charge to their deaths in search of glory," she griped.

Suddenly Thor began to laugh. "Ha, ha, ah. You sound so gloomy! I bet you would like my brother. He is a pessimistic, know it all too, and he is not afraid to vex me either."

"You have a brother? Why is he not gallivanting through the hills like a crazy person too? Insanity seems like it would be a hereditary trait", Lilith sniffed.

"He is just a different sort of crazy. But even if he could come with us I doubt that he would want to."

"Why couldn't he come?"

"He is banned from leaving his room for three seasons," Thor said as he glanced away.

"That's almost a full year! What could he have done to warrant such a harsh punishment?"

"I am not certain, but he does have a tendency to get into trouble."

"You don't know what he did? Why can't you just ask him?"

"No visitors aloud."

As they turned the corner into a narrow cavern they were forced to drop the conversation in order to squeeze through the shallow gaps in the sharp rocks. As Lilith scraped her leg against a particularly sharp rock she wondered what on earth had possessed Volstagg to go through here in the first place. He was easily twice her size and if she was getting scraped up he must be getting far worse. All of her ponderings ceased when she exited the crevice and saw where it led.