Yep, yet another story by moi. I'm on a writing roll, bruh! Haha, because of this, I might go ahead and plan to get a minor degree in writing once done with my art major. *shrugs* But who know? :) Anywho, welcome to those who know me and ones that don't. As always, I hope you like this story posted for your entertainment. On with the show! ~Lovely
-Lost Stargazer
-Paring(s): Thor/OC
-Rated: T for language and minor adult situations
-Movie-based
Disclaimer: I don't own Thor. The characters belong to Marvel studios and Stan Lee. I only own the OCs used
Prologue
Two brothers ran through the hall in the direction of their parents'—Odin and Frigga—chambers. They had be told by one of the servants that their mother and father had news to tell them. Both became excited to find out what it could be and sped off. Upon arriving, the eldest brother pushed open the heavy doors to enter with his younger sibling into the golden room. They paused in the doorway at the sight before them. Frigga sat on the edge of the bed in the middle of the raised platform. A small child sat in her lap, sleeping against her bosom. Odin, the Allfather, turned to his sons with a smile.
"Boys, come and see our new edition." he beckoned with a slight gesture of his hand. The young boys glanced at each other briefly before walking up the steps to stand with their parents and the tiny newcomer. Eyes of winter green and sky blue widen as they fell on the small being cradled in their mother's arms. The baby girl was only a year old. She had a heart-shaped tan face with chubby cheeks, pale pink lips, and an adorable button nose. Short locks of dark and lighter brown curls sat atop her head. The infant's eyes were closed and bordered with long black lashes.
"Mother.." uttered the eldest boy with surprise, "I had not known you were with child!"
"That is because she wasn't, brother." the younger told, rolling his eyes before glancing at the older woman. "Whose child is this, mother?"
She chuckled. "Observant as ever, my Loki. This child belonged to Adelina and Kennet, great warriors of your father's. Unfortunately, they died in a recent battle while on Midgard."
"I have decided that she will be a part of our family in respect to my dear friends." the Allfather informed, looking at his sons. "I want you two to look out for her as if she was your sister by blood."
"Yes, father." the brothers replied in unison. Their loud voices caused the slumbering child to waken. Lightly tan eyelids opened to reveal eyes, a cerulean color that was brighter than the blond headed prince's. Both of the boys' breath stilled as those orbs took them in. The baby girl smiled suddenly and reached out towards them, grunting in an eager way. The younger brother brought out his arms and carefully took the child from his mother. She squealed in delight, waving her arms and causing the siblings to smile.
"She's so adorable. What is her name?" Thor asked, holding her tiny hand.
"Vianne."
The boys' eyes soften as they looked upon her happy face. "Little Vianne.." Odin and Frigga peered at each other, pleased that their sons accepted the once-orphan child.
A few years later
"Loki, play with us." The studious brother looked away from his spell book to glance at his adopted sister, Vianne. He held in a sigh of bliss as he took her in. Now in her sixth summer, she still had the features of when the mischievous prince first set eyes on her; the only difference being her hair was now long curly locks that fell around her shoulders and framed her cute heart-shaped face. Along with her were her black and white foxes, Rune and Trine.
"Vianne, I'm busy reading at the moment." Loki stated in a gentle tone, "Why don't you go play with Thor?"
The little girl pouted, crossing her arms. "I can't find him. So you have to play with us now."
Her brother sighed. "But my studies are very important and can't be-"
"Then teach me a complex spell." his sister suggested with a seriousness that was above her age.
"Father has told you before that you are not at the age to do such spells like I." he rebutted with ease.
"Oh, come now, Loki. Teach our curious sister a spell. We both know how brilliant she is." The two siblings turned towards the doorway of the raven haired prince's chambers to see their eldest brother, Thor. He was leaning against the frame with a smirk on his face.
"Thor!" Vianne shouted with glee, running up to him. The blond prince grinned and picked her up, twirling her around some.
"I know that she is far more advanced than normal Asgardian children but Father's words are always final." Loki told, petting Rune on the head as the black fox rubbed against his leg. Vianne had intelligence that a child her age should not have yet and could be very mature at times. Already she could read and write perfectly as well as form tiny, simple magic. Every now and then, a bit of mischief takes over her and she used those spells to toy with the servants. She was similar to him in that way but her stubbornness and playful nature was more like Thor's. He did wish to teach her a more challenging spell but he feared more of his father's disappointment than his selfish desires.
"Boo! Loki is a worry wart!" Thor teased, sticking out his tongue at his younger brother.
"Be nice, brother." the lively princess scolded, slapping his shoulder softly.
The blond laughed. "Sorry. Well, that plan failed. So what is another choice of yours, my Little Vianne?" She made a pondering face before smiling wide.
"I want to play wedding!" she proclaimed.
"Oh, goodness. Our daughter is already speaking of marriage, haha." Odin the Allfather and Frigga had strolled in then.
"It's only pretend, silly Mother." the six-year old giggled, being placed down by Thor.
"We know, my dear." Odin smiled, patting her head of curls. "And since we are speaking of marriage, I am curious as to who you would want for a husband?"
"I do not want only one husband, Father." Vianne frowned.
The Allfather raised a white brow. "Oh? And why is that?"
"That is because I wish to have Thor and Loki as my husbands." she explained simply, "Then we will always be together."
"How sweet, Vianne." Frigga said, "You love your brothers that dearly?" She nodded vigorously, making her curls bounce wildly. The mischievous brother walked over from his chair to his little sister. Using his magic, he produced a pink Stargazer lily and presented it to her.
"Then let your favorite flower be a symbol of that promise to have you as our bride, Little Vianne." Thor smiled and nodded in agreement. Loki's words made her grin brightly and take the flower with giggle. Their father then requested for the brothers to follow him for he wished to speak with the two. Loki said a farewell to his mother and adopted sister before following after Odin. Thor kissed the little girl on the cheek quickly to catch up with his other sibling and father. Frigga and Vianne watched them go. The youngest of the three children looked down at the flower in her hand and fingered the smooth petals with a sudden sad expression. Her foster mother took noticed right away for the girl was always animated like the meaning of her name.
"Vi, what is wrong?" she questioned, "You were all smiles a moment ago."
"I know well of Loki's silver tongue and have doubts of his promise.." Vianne responded sadly.
"Do not worry. I'll will make sure your brothers stick to their words." her mother proposed, picking the child up to walk down to the hall to the Royal Garden. The foxes scurried closed behind the older woman. "Though I feel they will anyway." Bright blue eyes closed as the six year old rested her head against the woman's shoulder.
"Thank you, Mother."
Once mankind believed in a simple truth. That they were not alone in this universe. Some worlds, man believed to be home to their gods. Others they knew to fear..From a realm of cold and darkness, came the Frost Giants. Threatening to plunge the mortal world into a new age. But humanity would not face this threat alone. Our armies drove the Frost Giants back into their own world. The cost was great but in the end, their king fell. The source of their power was taken from them. The last Great War ended. We withdrew from the other worlds and return home to the realm eternal—Asgard. Here we remain as a beckon of hope, shinning out from across the stars. And though we have fallen into man's myths and legends, it was Asgard and its warriors that brought peace to the universe.
Odin finished his tale as he and his sons came before the Casket of Ancient Winters—the power source of the Frost Giants. Their father stepped away from them a few paces, continuing to speak.
"But the day will come when you will have to defend that means." he stated, turning to face them again.
"Do the Frost Giants still live?" Loki asked.
Thor looked at him briefly. "When I'm king, I'll hunt the monsters down and slay them all!" he said while swinging his arm as if a sword was in his hand and he was attacking unseen foes. His younger brother frowned at his display. The boy stopped, panting as he looked back at his father. "Just as you did, Father."
"A wise king never seeks out war but," the Allfather advised, pausing and peering at the two with his piercing one-eyed gaze. "He must always be ready for it." The older man walked between, heading back for the entrance. The two siblings glanced at each other and smirked. They then ran off to catch up with their father, each grabbing hold of his hands.
"I'm ready, Father." the thunder prince told.
"So am I." stated the mischievous prince eagerly.
"Only one of you can descend the throne but both of you were born to be kings." Odin informed, "So for now, stick to your studies and training as well as looking out for our little princess, Vianne..for she will be your bride one day and Queen of Asgard."
"Little Vianne! Where are you?" Thor called around the garden; Loki beside him searching.
"Over here by the willow!" her childish voice called. The brothers headed in the direction of the familiar tree to find their adopted sibling. She was leaning against the trunk, hidden by the drooping branches. Rune and Trine were curled in her lap together, fast asleep. The two joined them, sitting on either side of the girl.
"Ah, what a peaceful spot." Loki sighed, enjoying the cool breeze.
"That it is, brother." the thunder prince agreed.
"So, what did Father wish to discuss with you both?" inquired the princess.
Thor stood excitedly. "About the Frost Giants and how Father defeated them!"
The young girl feign fear at this news. "Frost Giants? How frightening!"
"Do not fear, sister." her eldest brother assured, dropping to his knees beside her and taking her hand in his. "As your brother and may be King, I will fight away the Giants and monsters that wishes you and Asgard harm."
"That I am well aware, brother, but with all that fighting comes pride." she told with a troubled smile, "And with it, you may lose your stars."
"I promise you I won't. I will be a humble King." he promised.
Cerulean peered at the listening raven-haired prince. "Will you do the same, Loki?"
He took her other hand, kissing it. "For certain, dear sister." Vianne grinned brightly and placed a kiss upon each her brothers' cheek. The three settled together under the tree then, listening to the birds.
Winter green eyes turned to the young girl. "Tiny Stargazer, will you sing for me?"
"Why should I? You didn't want to play with me earlier." she huffed, "I don't believe you deserve my song after that." Her comment made the blond laughed heartily.
"True, but I did promise to marry you." the mischievous prince smiled at her, "So, won't you sing?"
"Thor, do you as well promise to marry me?"
"Unless my heart stops beating, my Vianne." He pinched her cheek with a grin. She sighed in content, pleased by his response.
"Very well, I shall sing for my childish older brothers."
"Yay!" they cheered happily, getting comfortable on the grass. The mature-at-times six year old shook her head and began to sing an old Asgardian lullaby. Vianne's soft singing voice was slowly lulling the boys to sleep. Her tiny fingers ran through their hair and stroked their cheeks every now and then.
The sky is dark and the hills are white
As the storm-king speeds from the north to-night;
And this is the song the storm-king sings,
As over the world his cloak he flings:
"Sleep, sleep, little one, sleep;"
He rustles his wings and gruffly sings:
"Sleep, little one, sleep."
On yonder mountain-side a vine
Clings at the foot of a mother pine;
The tree bends over the trembling thing,
And only the vine can hear her sing:
"Sleep, sleep, little one, sleep;
What shall you fear when I am here?
"Sleep, little one, sleep."
The king may sing in his bitter flight,
The pine may croon to the vine to-night,
But the little snowflake at my breast
Liketh the song I sing the best, -
"Sleep, sleep, little one, sleep;
Weary thou art, anext my heart;
Sleep, little one, sleep."
The little girl waited after she was done to see if her siblings were asleep. When they did not wake, she tapped her pet foxes. They looked up and crawled off her. Vianne's impish ways were taking hold now. She stood and crept away from the willow tree until a good distance was placed between the slumbering brothers did the child run to the library down the Grand Hall. The adopted sister wanted to learn a new and more advance spell. And since Loki wasn't going to teach her any time soon, she would have to learn on her own. Once in the library, she strolled to the shelf where the books of Aged Spells sat. Her little fingers ran along the binds until stopping at one that was black and frayed. Vi pulled it out and sat on the tile floor. The book was in a lost language but surprisingly she could read the words somewhat.
"Lady Vianne, what spell are you looking for?" Trine asked, slinking up from behind her.
"A spell that catches my eye." she replied, flipping through the bind.
"That's a good spell! You can use it to scare people, hehe!" Rune laughed.
"You fool! She meant she's just looking for a spell that is interesting." his twin chastised.
"Hey, name calling isn't nice!" he told angrily.
"Oh, look! This seems so." their owner announced, pointing at the page. "I think it's to create a portal to the Earth just like Heimdall!" Her clear eyes skimmed the instruction and read them out in testing.
With the blood of Gods that course through my veins,
Bind me to Earth in Valhalla's name.
Take my Infinite birth and
Replace with a Mortal's curse
"Hmm, that doesn't sound right-" Just then, the floor began to rumble and shake. The strange earthquake quickly grew rougher, causing books to fall from every shelf. Vianne stood with a frighten expression and dropped the spell book. She then ran back towards the direction of the entrance. The foxes scurried ahead of her, leading the way. Winds from nowhere swirled around them, suddenly joining the growing chaos. The girl had to constantly push back her curls to see. Every step wobbly because of the trembling floor. The place was turning into a windstorm now from how it felt. As the door came into view, a black portal had formed behind the three. The adopted child's feet lifted from the ground and she was swiped into the air, pulled back towards the gaping vortex. Her small hands grasped for anything to stop her until finally grabbing one to the in-wall shelves.
"Brothers!" she screamed at the top of her lungs that the windows shattered. The sound of the shattering glass came out like an explosion, wakening the boys from their sleep. They looked around wildly from where the sound could have came from when suddenly hearing Vianne's screams. Loki and Thor scrambled up and ran at full speed to the library. Upon arriving, their eyes widen with horror. The little girl was trying to be sucked into the growing hole. Tears fell from her closed eyes as she held on for dear life.
"Vianne!" Thor cried, racing over to save his darling sister. He grabbed her hand while holding the same shelf.
Her cerulean eyes opened, frighten. "Thor, please help me!"
"Try to hold on! Father will come soon!" She stared at him with apology as her fingers slowly slipped from his.
"..I'm sorry.." she whispered before sliding out of his grasp and being engulfed in the hole to disappear forever..
-TBC-
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..oh dear allfather, that sorta rhymed.. *sighs*
-Lullaby: 'Norse Lullaby', a poem by Eugene Field
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