A/N: YAY! A couple of reviews, 2 favourite and 7 alerts! Thank you everyone who read the story! This chapter is small and I will try and make a bigger one for the next update! I hope none of you get put off with the turn I took with this story. See you soon!

"Fuckin' Hel" I said as I groggily wake up.
"I really would advised against that Mr ******* as I hear that she isn't that nice, at least she wasn't before she faded" said a voice close to my left. What the fuck? I think as I turn around to the voice, taking a step back as I see a very familiar face staring at me.
"Umm, who the fuck are you and why do you look like Chris Hemsworth?" I ask as the Chris Hemsworth look-a-like stares at me, the only thing different about him is them glowing blue eyes that look eerily familiar...

"Do you not like this look? I appeared as it to seem as familiar as possible, so you do not get frightened. As for who I am, I am the god Thor and I have come to retrieve you as my last great deed to Asgard," bellowed "Thor" in that deep voice that Chris Hemsworth uses for the Thor films.
"Wait, what? Thor? Last great deed for Asgard? What are you on about?" I asked, thoroughly confused.
"Ah I have forgotten, mortals have mostly forgotten the story of Asgard. You see Mr ******, Asgard's power is draining. It has been doing so for centuries as the power gained from the mortal's prayers has slowly dwindled. The Norse pantheon has only held out so long as we have conserved our power and even then we are down to our final few numbers, Freyr, Odin and I. The Egyptian pantheon was the first pantheon to fade as the Greeks invaded them centuries ago and they could never rebuild properly and the Greek/Roman Pantheon has majorly faded, apart from a few that are, as you mortals would say, "running on fumes". But alas, back to why I have come to you. The All-Father and I have recognised the warrior in you and wish for you to start anew, to embrace that warrior side of you that you kept locked away and maybe you can rebuild Valhalla, where ever you will be. I will give you a choice, agree to restart your life and I will cast a spell, with the help of Hecate, which will restart your life, under circumstances that I will not know, or die as you would have done and go to the afterlife and live out your time in a fading realm."

The offer is very tempting, shall I accept or not? Eh screw it, "I accept your offer Lord Thor," I say as formally as possible.
"I was hoping you would say that Mr *******, I will watch over you throughout your journey and will help you when needed. Oh and a word of advice Mr ******* do not, as you mortals might say, "screw everything up," otherwise your knowledge will be useless. Also I forgive anything that might happen next, as Greek and Norse magic sometimes don't work to well."
"Wait what? What do you mean?" I asked, in somewhat of a panic.
"Oh it will be nothing I am sure," Thor said while smirking, "Now for the purpose of this "transportation" I am required to put you to sleep," He walked up to me and said in a somewhat hypnotising voice, "sleep."
As soon as "Thor" said that I felt very drowsy, I fell back and hit the ground with a distant thud as everything fade to black yet again.