Milena Kenley strove to live a normal, unassuming life. And for the most part, she was okay with that. She's had her taste of adventure; Her Alice-in-Wonderland moment. But one fateful meeting with the God of Thunder, the quiet existence she had made for herself all comes crashing down. Oh did she forget to mention? Said God of Thunder is apparently her Soulmate.
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Prologue
Milena Kenley hated the concept of Fate; the very idea that her life was but a chess piece in some higher power's board game of amusement.
All her life, she was told that it was fate that did this, or it was fate that dictated that.
To quote her mama's favorite phrase, shoganai. It can't be helped. Just..accept your fate. And in almost all instances, Milena took it. She accepted whatever fate threw at her, no matter how much she wanted to kick and scream.
For instance, when she was thrown into a metaphorical rabbit hole at thirteen, thrusted into a fantastical world of magic, combat, myth and folklore, Milena accepted when sages and monks told her it was her fate to be here. As her papa's firstborn, she was meant to take up whatever pedestal he left behind when he exiled himself to Midgard to be with the love of his life.
So she did her duty; fulfilled whatever destiny she was meant to achieve and accepted whatever 'hero's journey' thrown her way. Whether it be saving an entire world or destroying some ancient artifact, she did her part and now maybe she could finally get some rest.
But there was one little piece of fate that she had yet to fulfill (that she knew of anyway), and that involved the pretty little golden letters manifested in the inner aspect of her forearm.
A soulmark.
And for more than ten pesky years, these eleven letters remained as a constant reminder and a constant annoyance. Of course, no one knew of it. When the letters first appeared on her arm on her sixteenth birthday, Milena knew she had to carry this secret to her grave.
Thor Odinson
Norse mythology may not have been her favorite genre, but Milena read enough books to recognize the name, and nearly expired from shock.
An Asgardian prince?! Really?
While the Infinite Plane had long since cut off ties with Asgard and most of the other realms millennia ago, Milena knew that this was a big deal. Soulmarks were dangerous, but nonetheless revered by many civilizations of the Infinite Plane who saw it as a blessing from the Old Realms of Yggdrasil. Rarely were those of the Infinite Plane given one, and if her grandmother had gotten word of the name on her arm, no doubt Milena would be beamed off to Asgard quicker than you could say 'Diplomatic negotiations.'
Milena will admit that for a time, the romantic teenage girl in her was insanely curious and perhaps a bit excited at the prospect of having a Soulmate. She was still innocent and hopeful back then, not entirely beat down from the horrors of the world, and nowhere near as jaded about love and soulmates and find the Right One. She wanted to believe there was someone out there that could love her the way she wanted; craved but never got.
But all of that quickly flew out the door when she heard about his arrogant, hothead, battle-hungry ways. Reputations travel far, even with lightyears and a Veil of distance. This was who Fate thought to bound her to?
Suffice to say, Milena kept the Mark impeccably hidden for so many years with the use of spells and charms, making it her most guarded secret with everyone none the wiser.
Ten years had gone by, and most of the time, Milena thought nothing of the Mark. She had went on with her life, fought her battles, grieved her losses, created new bonds, and picked up the shards that was her messed up life.
And her love life, now that's abysmal. While she never let the Mark stop her from pursuing a relationship, strings of shit dates and total let downs followed her from college and beyond.
When she was indefinitely kicked out of the Infinite Realm, her magic and superhuman physiology locked away as dictated by the Bounded Seals that demanded her secrecy, Milena thought nothing of Thor Odinson.
Instead, she focused on getting her life together, and making something of herself away from the influence of the Infinite Plane and all its mystical wackiness. She went on existing, despite the pain and grief of moving on to this unknown chapter of her life.
However, Fate was a jackass and apparently loved messing with her.
What would first start off as a normal day tagging along to a friend's scientific expedition lead her to an unexpected meeting with a Soulmate she never asked for or wanted.
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Note:
Hello readers! I just wanted to let ya'll know this is my first fanfiction. I was feeling adventurous and had this thought for a Thor/OC story in my head, but never had the time or energy to get it down. While I have some downtime, I'm just gonna get right to it.
So for anyone who is probably confused about the 'Infinite Plane' or Milena's 'Fate', all of that is from an original story I've been working on for a while. I don't have it all written down yet, but for anyone interested, the premise revolves around five characters, Milena being one of them, thrown into this Other world where many of the beings and creatures in folklore and myths from around the world exist and coincide in the same reality.
