So, just an FYI, I fiddled with the events of TDW to fit this story and make Jane (even more) worthy. Thank you, Imogen74 for all your help!
Shortly after Loki's declaration, Thor grabbed Jane and called for Heimdall. Jane knew the drill, but she wondered if she even needed to hold onto him since, well…
She held on anyway.
When they landed, Loki landed with them. Jane wasn't sure why she was relieved to see him, but she was. Heimdall bowed his head to her, but in true Heimdall fashion he gave nothing away.
Thor gripped Jane's hand. "Eir. We need to see Eir and my father."
He all but dragged her down the Rainbow Bridge and quite frankly, it was a tad annoying. She dug in her heels and yanked herself free from his grasp. Turned out she really didn't need to yank so hard because the instant she did she went stumbling back and landed on her rump. Her sword clattered beside her.
Loki held out his hand to her. "You're going to have enhanced strength, Jane."
"You think so?" she snapped. He dropped his hand and glared at her. She sighed. "I'm sorry, Loki. I'm just a little overwhelmed."
She got to her feet and looked at Thor. His expression was grim. He was angry with her; she knew it. "Let's go," he said and stared back down the bridge. Jane grabbed her sword and fought back the tears that threatened to come. She was confused and overwhelmed and didn't understand what was happening to her and instead of comforting her, Thor was pissed at her.
"He is possessive and protective of his hammer," Loki said softly. "He is worried as well."
"I'm sure," she retorted.
Loki said nothing, but he waited for her to start walking and then fell into step beside her. Once they reached the palace, Odin and Frigga were right there to greet them. Jane gripped her sword tighter and felt the air around her hum. Oh crap. Another whirlwind?
"Fascinating," she heard Loki murmur.
And then she saw it. Some kind of…force field. All around her, shaped like an egg around her body.
Loki reached out and touched it. She heard a sound like a zap and he drew his hand away and shook it off, scowling at her. "You've got yourself quite the protection shield."
She looked down at her sword. It said it protected her before…so that's what it was doing?
"Do you feel threatened, darling?" Loki asked with an amused grin. "By Odin and my mother?"
She drew in a deep breath to steady herself and the force field disappeared.
"So many things to discover about what you can do," Loki said. He sounded positively gleeful. Almost evilly so. Jane shot him a look. He grinned.
"I saw it happen," Frigga said, stepped forward. "Moments before it did."
Odin regarded Jane thoughtfully. Odin had never exactly been a fan of hers, and she hoped he didn't give her a hard time over something she had no control over. She also hoped that since Jane had ended up keeping Frigga from being killed by Malekith, he didn't give her too much of a hard time.
Frigga came forward, a soft smile on her face. "How do you feel, child?"
"Confused. Overwhelmed," Jane said and her voice shook. Frigga drew her into her arms and Jane let the dam break. She cried into the Goddess's shoulder. "I'm sorry."
"Whatever are you sorry for, my dear?" Frigga asked gently. "The Norns have smiled upon you; they've given you a gift."
"It doesn't feel like a gift," Jane said and her gaze drifted to Thor. He looked less angry now. He actually looked ashamed. His gaze dropped when their eyes met and Jane cried a bit more. Had his hammer truly been more important to him than her?
"Eir is waiting for us," Odin said. He sounded completely done in his very Odin way, and so Jane pulled back from Frigga and pulled herself together best she could.
Frigga handed her a handkerchief and Jane smiled gratefully and wiped at her tears.
Thor still wouldn't walk with her. Jane wondered if perhaps she should fling him against – or rather through – another wall.
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"You are correct in your assumptions," Eir said after a thorough "physical" of Jane. "Jane has been made immortal. She is…one of us."
Eir didn't seem exactly thrilled with that conclusion. Jane couldn't say she was exactly thrilled either, but she bristled at Eir's tone and frown. And also with the looks Thor and Odin shared. Loki just looked at her as though she was something intriguing he meant to pick apart. Frigga just beamed.
"You will be under our protection," Frigga announced. Odin made a sound of disagreement and Frigga just looked at him as if daring him to object. Odin backed down.
Jane bit back a smile. Go Frigga, she thought.
"Loki will train you," Frigga said.
Loki frowned but said nothing. Thor, surprisingly, was the one that did not seem to like that. "If she's one of us now—"
"Which she clearly is," Frigga said.
"Then she should train with me. And the Warriors Three."
"You and the Warriors Three?" Loki said with a little laugh. "You who can barely even look upon Jane now that's she's lifted your hammer and sprouted powers. I can't imagine what your training would involve. Just various ways to humiliate her and if Sif had her way, eradicate Jane altogether. No, Mother is right, I will train her. Besides, her powers are closer to mine than yours. You can do nothing for her at this juncture."
"You go too far, brother," Thor said evenly.
"Perhaps, but I do not care," Loki said matter-of-factly. "At least when I push Jane to her limits and beyond I'll be up front about it."
"I already kind of figured that's how that would go," Jane mumbled drily.
"I would like to know why this has happened and to a mortal," Odin said.
"If I had to wager a guess," Frigga said, "I would say that not only did she protect me when Malekith struck by pushing me out of harm's way—"
"I did what anyone would do," Jane said.
"Not anyone," Loki muttered.
"And," Frigga continued, "she saved Thor in the battle against Malekith. She saved two of our people. I would say those are a strong case for why the Norns have bestowed this gift upon her."
"Why did you lift Mjolnir again, Jane Foster?" Odin asked.
She shrugged. "Loki dared me to."
"Of course," Odin said drily. He looked at Loki. "What did you do?"
"Why does everyone assume I did something?" Loki asked. They all just looked him. He rolled his eyes. "If I can't even lift the hammer with all my magick, how did you think I was able to enchant it for Jane to pick it up? Or for Jane to sprout powers?"
No one could really argue that logic. Loki was power hungry and he held a grudge against his father and Thor, if he could find a way to usurp Thor in any way, shape or form, he would take it. Jane's eyes narrowed, suspicious now. She had thought Loki had taken to the idea of training her a little too easily. She was not naive enough to think that he thought there might be something in it for him. But what?
With Thor acting like she'd done something wrong and not wanting anything to do with her all of a sudden (what happened to him telling the Avengers how amazing she was?), and with Odin being mistrustful of her (despite the fact that he had been ever so grateful when he'd learned she'd managed to protect Frigga), and Frigga almost ecstatic by this new development, Jane felt as though she was on an episode of Game of Thrones.
The lesson on Game of Thrones was a simple one: trust no one.
And if there was anyone among this group she should mistrust more, it was Loki.
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Jane sat on what was now her bed in what was now her room and stared at the sword – her sword – as it lay across her lap. She felt attached to it even though she'd only had it in her possession for all of an hour. Now she was left alone in her room while Thor and Odin and possibly Frigga had a conference about what to do with her and Loki slunk off to his own rooms to possibly plot something nefarious.
She wondered about Erik and Darcy. About the Avengers. Someone close to them was bound to stumble upon the giant hole in their apartment and deduce that something had gone down in there. Especially since they were now all gone.
Her eyes welled up in tears at the thought that Erik and Darcy could think that she and Thor could be dead. Then she cried harder when she thought of how Thor had been acting since it happened. He'd been treating her like she'd betrayed him. How was her attempting to pick up his hammer any different from the rest of the Avengers trying to do the same?
Oh, wait. Because she'd managed to pick it up. And then had gotten slammed with a slew of powers and this sword.
She thought again of Game of Thrones. Of Arya and her sword and how she called it Needle. Jane smiled and stroked down the middle of the blade with the tips of her fingers. "Shall I call you Needle?"
She wiped at her tears hastily and then stood and gripped her sword in her right hand. She lifted it over her head and announced, "For the honor of Grayskull! I am She-Ra!" She laughed to herself and drew her sword back down. "That's what I'll call you," she said. "She-Ra."
Jane moved She-Ra this way and that, pretending she knew what she was doing. Then she pointed it straight ahead of her and twirled it about –
Oh my.
A little whirlwind appeared at the tip of her sword. Jane stared it and it swirled and swirled. She moved her sword in circles again and the whirlwind grew bigger and bigger.
The door flew open and Loki barged in. He was clearly not happy. "What in the name of Valhalla are you doing?"
"Don't you knock?"
He didn't look just unhappy, he looked downright rattled. "I can feel you doing something in here."
"You can feel it?"
"Your magick…it sings."
"Can anyone else hear it?"
"I don't know, but all I know is that I can. It…calls to me."
She nodded to the tip of her sword. "Well, I'm doing something here. I'm just not sure what." She stopped twirling She-Ra around and frowned at Loki. "Loki, my arm is beginning to hurt, what do I do? I can't just keep my arm up all night and wait for this thing to dissipate."
He came closer, eyes narrowed thoughtfully and stood beside her. He stared at the whirlwind she'd created which was the size of his fist. "Try…directing it."
"How?"
"Put your sword—"
"She-Ra."
"Pardon?"
"I named her She-Ra."
"You named a powerful weapon She-Ra?"
"Can you give me shit about that later and just tell me what to do right now?"
"You're the one that interrupted me to tell me its ridiculous name," Loki pointed out.
"Loki!
"Put your sword in the middle of that whirlwind and focus your intention on sending it to the wall."
Jane pretended to understand what he was saying. Intention, intention, okay I know what intention is….intention, intention…I'm taking you little whirlwind and I am directing you to…the wall!
It dissipated. It went nowhere. "Well that was anti-climactic," she said with a frown.
"You didn't do it right. Here, let me try—" He reached out and attempted to grab the sword from her hand. A crackling sound rent the air and Loki swore and pulled his hand in close to his chest. "It zapped me!"
Jane broke into her first smile since that morning. "She's definitely mine, isn't she?" she said, then while Loki looked on in disgust, Jane lifted her sword and cooed, "That's a good girl….that's my good She-Ra."