The Arrogance of a Prince

Thor and Athena were the first to reach the Vault of Asgard, where some of the most valuable and terrible treasures and weapons were kept safe from the wants of others. But it was a wreck within. By the time the Warriors Three, Sif, and Loki arrived, they ould see why the two had stopped short and not entered the room. There were guards on the ground, their own guards, dead, and the bodies of three Frost Giants obliterated around. The Destroyer, a suit of armor twice the size of a normal man with no face save a red shield in place had just turned and set the Casket, a glowing white cube, back on the pedestal it belonged on before moving to its resting place, a small area in the back of the Vault, a lattice forming before it.

As they watched the lattice work come together to hide the Destroyer, Odin stepped in behind them and looked around at the damage, more so at their fallen guards than anything else, a heavy sorrow falling over him at the sight of their slain bodies.

"The Jotuns must pay for what they've done!" Thor nearly growled as he too took in the sight of their fallen men.

"And what good would that do besides set off a wereguild?" Athena questioned him logically. That was the LAST thing that they would need right now was a wereguild coming into play. It was utterly barbaric, to her, the notion of blood for blood. One side attacked, the next sought retribution, but it hardly ever stopped as one side would feel more slighted or that the response took more than the first attack did and it would just lead to pointless bloodshed.

She had notice, though she doubted Thor had, that Odin seemed more weary as of late, more tired, more slow, more strained. It had been one reason the coronation was meant to happen, not because he thought Thor ready to take the crown but because he was actively trying to keep himself going long enough and had reached an end. She had heard of the Odinsleep, a meditative trance-like sleep Odin would fall into to recover his strength. With times as they were Odin was pushing it back through sheer force of will and that would mean the sleep would last longer, how long no one would know. Asgard would need a king on the throne and so the coronation was meant to take place.

Bloodshed and war was NOT what Odin needed at the moment.

"They have paid with their lives," Odin agreed, "The Destroyer did its job, and the Casket is safe. All is well."

"All is well?!" Thor scoffed, "They broke into the Weapons Vault! If the Frost Giants had stolen even one of these relics…"

"But they didn't," Odin cut in with a sigh.

"I want to know why they…"

"The Casket of Ancient Winters belonged to the Jotuns. They believe it's their birthright."

"And if you hadn't taken it from them they would have laid waste to all the Nine Realms!"

"I have a truce with Laufey, the Jotun King."

"He just broke your truce! We must act!"

Athena was silent as she watched Odin close his eye, seeming to realize what she had, that at that moment, despite his prior plans, he could NOT allow Thor to take the throne. The moment the man had the power in him, he'd launch an all out war on Jotunheim and no one would be able to stop him as king, not even Odin, especially not as weak as he was. And that meant one thing, refusing Thor the throne till AFTER his Odinsleep had occurred. At least then, even if the throne fell to Thor as regent in his absence, people could still cry out against his plans and halt them.

Odin turned his gaze at the others in the room, Loki and Thor behind him, "Leave us," he commanded and the Warriors Three, Sif, and Athena gave a short bow, their hands in a fist hitting their shoulder in respect before they turned, "Not you, Athena," he called as she moved to go, "You are to stay."

Athena turned and nodded, moving her hands behind her back as she stood straight and attentive. It wasn't quite so uncommon to the others for this to happen either. Athena had proven quite early on to be an exceptional strategist, a cautious commander, and a wise woman, she often stepped in in an advising capacity, offering her opinion and counsel when needed. There had been a time or two when she had even been able to argue Thor into acceptance of some decisions, not all, but some. And it appeared this would be a situation such as that.

Odin waited till the Warriors Three and Sif left, the doors closing behind them, before he turned to his eldest son, "And what action would you take?"

"March into Jotunheim as you once did," Thor held his head up high, "Teach them a lesson, break their spirits so they'll never dare try to cross our borders again!"

"That is not how you should be seen by your people," Athena remarked, "Tis better to be loved than feared."

"You're thinking only as a warrior," Odin agreed.

"This was an act of war!" Thor declared, spinning to Athena, "Surely even YOU could agree to this."

"War would imply a decided attack," Athena shook her head, "An open and violent struggle. This is merely an attempt at theft. They struck to quickly, to precisely, as to try and incite a battle or spark a war."

"It was the act of but a few, doomed to fail," Odin nodded, offering Athena a small smile for seeing what he had. He had…taken her under his wing, so to speak. The woman was remarkably wise in her own right, but he had been gifted with wisdom upon the loss of his eye and he had begun to mentor her not just in the wisdom that came with life, but what it took to lead a people as well.

"They got this far!" Thor gestured around.

"We will find the breach in our defenses. It will be found, and it will be sealed."

"As King of Asgard, I would…"

"You are not King!" Odin shouted, before calming himself as he gripped Gungnir tightly, nearly seeming to lean on it, before he spoke quieter, "Not yet."

Thor shot his father a glare before turning and storming out of the Vault, slamming the doors behind him so hard that even Athena flinched at the sound. She turned her sights on Odin, seeing the man with his eye closed, rubbing his forehead, and waited.

"Go after him," Odin nodded, knowing that was something she wanted to do. No matter how heated the verbal sparring between Athena and Thor got, no matter how violent the actual spars were, there was a…connection between the two. Neither cold stand seeing the other upset or bear to have the other angry for too long. There was a concern that radiated between the two and they both always managed to find the other when they seemed to need it most.

Athena gave him a deep nod before she turned and headed out, needing to find Thor before he did something foolish.

~8~

Thor stood in the middle of the banquet hall that had been prepared to host the festivities from after his coronation, stalking through it with a glare on his face. He turned suddenly to one of the long tables, anger and frustration visible on his face as he reached out and lifted it up, overturning the table, not even caring about the food and decoration he was sending toppling to the ground. He glared at the table as though it had done him a great injustice before he moved to a set of steps that ran along the side of the room by the balconies that overlooked the realm and sat with a huff.

"How did I know that I'd walk in here and find the tables overturned?" a voice asked from across the room.

Thor looked up from where he'd sat, glowering at the blonde woman in brown armor leaning against a pillar, her arms crossed, smirking at him, fueling his anger, "I am not in the mood Athena."

She rolled her eyes, "I can see now that it was a blessing your coronation was interrupted."

"How dare…" he stood up.

But she held up a hand, making him stop, before she gestured at the fallen table, "You just threw the temper tantrum of a child, Thor. I'd rather a man than a boy sit upon the throne of Asgard."

"And I'd rather a woman than a harpy try to comfort me now," he shot back at her.

She nearly snorted, rolling her eyes as she pushed off the pillar and made her way over to him, "I'm hardly a harpy. Foul creatures they are. Don't look a thing like them."

He gave her an unamused look for that remark, "What do you want Athena?"

"I want you to realize what it means to be a ruler," she told him, coming to stand before him, "It means pushing aside your anger and seeing what lies before you."

"What, you?" he nearly sneered. Nearly, it came out far too softly for it to have any affect, it seemed nearly…desperate, hopeful, and confused all at the same time.

"If you take my words of advice, then yes," she nodded, "Thor…" she sighed, crouching before him, her arms crossed and resting on her knee as she looked into his eyes, "When you are king, you cannot react as you would like. You wish to ride into the storm and face down enemies, but you cannot. To do that would mean truly launching a war on the Jotuns, and your people will get caught in the crossfire."

"But THEY were the ones who broke the treaty!"

"But who commanded it?" Athena countered, "If it was Laufey, then yes, they did. But if it was not Thor? What then? If this was a renegade band, would you really approach a king and demand restitution for something he might have no knowledge of? Would you really claim HE broke the treaty then?"

"You make large assumptions in this," he warned.

"I must, or else you'd not listen," she smiled, making him start to smile as well, able to see the anger slowly drifting out of him as she broke this up logically for him, "You would need proof that Laufey knew and ordered this to happen or else it is not the Jotuns declaring war but YOU," she tilted her head, "Do you truly wish your first act as king to be a war?"

He let out a long breath, "No."

"If it's any consolation," a different voice spoke and they looked up to see Loki step out from behind a pillar, having been listening to them, "I think you're right," he moved beside Thor and sat down, "About the Frost Giants, about Laufey, everything. If a few of them could penetrate the defenses of Asgard once, who's to say they won't try again. Next time with an army?"

Athena frowned at Loki, she knew enough of the power of words to know when someone was trying to use them against someone, she knew of Loki's supposed 'silver tongue' and she could see, from how Thor had straightened and perked up at that, that he was starting to side back with Loki.

"Yes, exactly!" Thor exclaimed.

"Then we should have to wait," she cut in, sending a hard look to Loki, "For LAUFEY to attack with his army first then. Only then would a war be justified."

Loki nodded, seeming to agree with her, though his next words left a large doubt of that in her mind, "There's nothing we can do without defying Father."

It was clear to both her and Loki what that phrase would do to Thor and it seemed confirmed when Thor got a very familiar gleam in his eyes.

"Thor, no," Athena shook her head, knowing what he was thinking of doing now. Almost able to guess the argument he'd make against her reasonings from Loki's words.

"Why not?" Thor grinned, "As you reminded me, Athena, I am not the king, this will not be my first act as it. And we are not doing this under the king's command but as renegades ourselves, we are not truly breaking the treaty. It's the only way to ensure the safety of our borders."

"That is not what I meant and you know it," she frowned, unable to come up with a counter to that. She hated that, in all their time together he'd actually learned to pick up debating and using her own words against her.

"What do you mean, we?" was what Loki picked up on but Thor gave them both a pointed look that spoke of just who the WE was going to be, "It's madness!"

"Madness?" Volstagg called as he and the Warriors Three walked in along with Sif, "What sort of madness?"

"Nothing! Thor was making a jest!"

"He had better be," Athena glared at Thor, though she knew that Loki was baiting him for some reason, to say that Thor was not serious about something was as good as challenging him to prove it.

"The safety of our Realm is no jest," Thor defended, before grinning at the others, "We're going to Jotunheim."

"What?!" Fandral gaped.

"Thor, of all the laws of Asgard, this is one you must not break," Sif shook her head.

"This isn't like a journey to Earth, where you summon a little lightning and thunder and the mortals worship you as a god. This is Jotunheim!"

"And if the Frost Giants don't kill you, your Father will!" Volstagg agreed.

"And if you ARE killed do you know what that would do?" Athena added.

"Loki would take the throne," Thor said easily, as though it were just like him handing his brother a letter or something.

"I meant to your mother!" Athena snapped, "Have you any idea what your death would do to her?!"

Thor seemed to still at that, "She would mourn me as a hero," he decided, though there was a regretful note in his voice. But this was a culture of singing songs and hymns about heroes, he would do his mother honor to die like one.

"And curse you as a fool," Athena warned.

"My father fought his way into Jotunheim, defeated their armies, and took their Casket!" Thor shook his head, "We'd just be looking for answers."

"It is forbidden!" Sif frowned.

Thor seemed to nearly consider relenting and giving up…when he caught sight of Athena, glaring at him, and started to grin a grin she knew was not a good grin, it was the grin he wore when he was planning to take a leaf out of her book and use what he knew about others against them to get what he wanted.

"My friends," he smiled and laughed with them, "Have you forgotten all that we've done together?" he looked at Fandral, "Who brought you into the sweet embrace of the most exotic maidens in all of Yggdrasil?"

Fandral nodded slowly at that, remembering those maidens, "You did."

"Who led you into the most glorious of battles..." he turned to Hogun, and then to Volstagg, "And to delicacies so succulent, you thought you'd died and gone to Valhalla?"

"You did," both men stated.

Thor patted Volstagg on the shoulder and turned to Sif, "And who proved wrong all who scoffed at the idea that a young maiden could be one of the fiercest warriors this Realm has ever known?"

"I did," Sif countered.

"True, but I supported you Sif," and then his grin landed on Athena, "And who provided you with the most challenging, dangerous, and worthwhile quest in all the realms?"

"No one," Athena gave him an unimpressed look.

"Yet," he added quickly, "So give me the chance to do just that," he winked at her and turned to them all, "My friends, trust me now. We must do this. Come on. You're not going to let my brother and me take all the glory, are you?"

"What?" Loki seemed a bit shocked at that, perhaps because Thor hadn't included him in his rounds, perhaps he just hadn't wanted or thought to go himself, either one Athena couldn't be sure of.

"You are coming with me," Thor patted Loki on the shoulder.

"Yes," Loki recovered quickly, "Of course! I won't let my brother march into Jotunheim alone. I will be at his side."

"And I," Volstagg sighed.

"And I," Fandral added reluctantly.

"And I," Hogun nodded, "The Warriors Three fight together."

"I fear we'll live to regret this," Sif sighed.

"If fortune smiles upon us," Athena muttered, "And I," though the look she sent Thor, despite his wide grin, was one that clearly said she was only going to keep him from starting the war she'd spoken of.

~8~

They took horses to the entrance to the Bifrost, raced down the rainbow bridges towards the observatory-like structure at the end where a dark-skinned man in gold armor was standing, his hands braced on the hilt of his sword, the point resting on the bridge, Heimdall, the gatekeeper in all his fearsome glory.

"Keep your weapons sheathed and your mouths closed," Loki warned as they dismounted, "This is going to take subtlety and sincerity…"

"Are you certain it should be YOU to speak then Loki?" Athena countered, not bitingly but more stating a fact as he lacked one of the two greatly.

"Not brute strength," Loki continued, ignoring her, "Leave it to me," he sent her a pointed look, before turning to address Heimdall, "Good Heimdall…"

"You're not dressed warmly enough," Heimdall cut in.

"I'm sorry?"

"The freezing cold of Jotunheim. It will kill you all in time, even Thor. You think you can deceive me?" he eyed them, "I, who watch all?"

"We had hoped," Athena nodded, "Even Argus had to close all his eyes at one point."

"Enough," Thor stepped forward, "Heimdall, may we pass?"

Heimdall just stared him down a long while before speaking, "For ages have I guarded Asgard and kept it safe from those who would do it harm. In all that time, never has an enemy slipped by my watch…until this day. I wish to know how that happened."

"Then tell no one where we've gone until we've returned," he stepped past Heimdall, the man turning to allow the others to pass with Thor and enter the entrance to the Bifrost.

Heimdall stepped onto a platform in the center of the room that had the controlling apparatus set up, placing his hands on it as he addressed the small band of warriors, "Be warned. I will honor my sworn oath to protect this Realm as its Gatekeeper. If your return threatens the safety of Asgard, the Bifrost will remain closed to you. You'll be left to die in the cold wastes of Jotunheim."

"I have no plans to die today," Thor shook his head.

"Does anyone ever plan to die?" Athena countered harshly. This was not a good plan, this was not a wise move, not at all.

Unlike the Jotuns that had come for the Casket, they were not entering with the same intent. The Jotuns had clearly come only to steal the Casket, not to incite a war or kill every single Asgardian. Thor, however, was entering Jotunheim, she knew, with the secret hope for a battle, for war.

Heimdall glanced at Athena for her words before he lifted his sword and placed it into the control, starting up the entrance and shifting the open doorway before them in the direction of Jotunheim. A wind picked up as the energy gathered in the doorway, creating a vortex as the energy swept out and connected with the Jotun world, "All is ready. You may pass."

"Couldn't you just leave the bridge open for us?" Volstagg looked at Heimdall.

"To keep this bridge open would unleash the full power of the Bifrost and destroy Jotunheim with you upon it."

"Ah. Never mind, then…"

Thor stepped right up to the vortex's entrance and stepped through it without a backwards glance, forcing all of them to follow, sucked into the vortex and shot out of the entrance, down the energy, and right to the Jotun homeworld.

~8~

A rift opened in the Jotun sky and a beam of brilliant light shot down, striking the ground. A moment later the light disappeared and a small band of warriors were left standing in the runes made by the Bifrost's entrance. They stood there a moment, stunned at the sight, none of them having ever been to Jotunheim before. It was like a wasteland, a frozen deserted area. There were ruins around, mountains and jagged rocks, some debris, some wooden pieces and metal left over from war after war.

Thor cast a look back to his comrades before he started to walk off through the frozen tundra before them, heading for the ruins they could just make out in the distance through the lightly falling snow. The wind howled around them, sending biting, frigid breezes after them, Heimdall was right, none of them were dressed for such weather, though Thor seemed to be running on adrenaline and less affected.

"It feels good, doesn't it?" Thor grinned, Mjolnir clenching in his fists with anticipation, "To be together again, adventuring on another world?"

"Adventuring?" Fandral scoffed, "Is that what we're doing?"

"What would you call it?"

"Freezing."

"Starving," Volstagg added.

"Whining," Sif supplied, earning a smile from Thor.

"Treason," Athena hissed, and the smiles soon fell from their faces, "I hope you all realize that THAT is what we are doing. We are committing treason by being here and disobeying the Allfather's treaty."

If any of the warriors were about to counter or agree or question what she said, they had little time to do it as they had reached the ruins, what appeared to be an ancient city now fallen to noting but jagged pieces, crumbling and torn apart. But what they all noticed was that there were clear signs of life and habitation within the ruins…the Jotuns WERE there…but they couldn't be seen.

"Where are they?" Sif shifted, her hand tightening on her sword.

"Hiding," Thor spat, "As cowards always do."

"A wise king would not call his enemies cowards where they can hear," Athena muttered, "Hardly diplomatic."

"We're not here to be diplomatic," Thor reminded her, "We're here for answers."

"What is your business here, Asgardian?" a deep, rumbling voice called out suddenly, sounding very much like ice when it cracked, but coming from somewhere in the shadows around them.

"I speak only to your King," Thor replied, "Not to his foot soldiers."

"Then speak," the same voice demanded and they looked over to see an eerie blue light start to shine in the shadows to their side, a large humanoid man, with blue skin and red eyes, larger than a normal person, sitting on a throne of ice, "I am Laufey, King of this Realm."

"And I am…"

"We know who you are, Odinson. Why have you brought the stench of your blood into my world?"

"I demand answers," Thor straightened as Laufey stood, eyeing him.

"You 'demand?'"

"How did your people get into Asgard?"

"The house of Odin is full of traitors," Laufey spat, making everyone behind Thor glance at each other in concern.

"Do not dishonor my father's name with your lies!" Thor glared.

"Your father is a murderer and a thief. He stole what was ours, and left our world in ruins. We have the right to reclaim the Casket."

"Not when you'd use it to make war against other Realms."

Athena closed her eyes, and what, exactly, did THOR think he was doing by them BEING there? They were as good as declaring war against the Frost Giants and it was over the Casket as well.

Laufey let out a deep, cold laugh at that, "And why have you come here? To make peace? You long for battle. You crave it. I see you for what you are, Thor Odinson. Nothing but a boy, trying to prove himself a man."

Athena saw Thor stiffen at that and knew exactly why, her own words were coming back to him, about rather a man than a child be on the throne. And this was so much worse. Where her words were meant to point out a flaw…Laufey's were taunting, and Thor dealt with taunts very, VERY badly.

"This boy has grown tired of your mockery!" Thor stepped forward, lifting Mjolnir to point at the giant, drawing all the other Frost Giants out at the action, the giants moving to defend their king.

"Thor," Athena hissed at him.

But Loki beat her to it, moving to his side to speak quietly to him, "Thor, stop and think. Look around you. We are outnumbered."

"Know your place, brother," Thor nearly spat.

"You should listen to his counsel," Laufey smirked, "You know not what your actions would unleash. But I do. Go now, while I still allow it."

Loki looked at Thor, but the man just glared at Laufey, so he spoke for him, "We will accept your most gracious offer."

Thor gave Loki a withering look before turning to the others, seeing them imploring him to agree, to back off. He spared a glance at Athena and saw not imploring…but disappointment. And that was what did it, Athena had a very unique 'disappointed' face, one that was like a combination of both Odin and Frigga's, it always made him imagine the faces of his parents with that expression on her face. He glared back at Laufey a moment before he turned, without a word, to stalk off, the warriors falling into place behind him.

"Run back home, little princess," they heard one of the Giants hiss at them as they passed.

And Thor stopped dead.

Loki closed his eyes, all of them knowing what was coming next, but only he voiced their reaction to it, "Damn."

Before anyone could even blink, Thor turned and swung Mjolnir at the Frost Giant that spoke, sending him flying across the courtyard area…and launching them all into an all out battle as the Giants swarmed them. They grabbed their weapons, trying to keep close to each other, trying to keep each other protected…but the Giants were too strong.

It was complete and utter chaos within moments. The Jotuns formed a frozen armor around them, created blades and other weapons on their arms from the ice as they attacked. Everyone ended up on their own in minutes, trying their best to just survive each blow dealt to them.

Thor was, of course, enjoying every attack, taking out giants left and right with his hammer, but the others struggled. Athena lost sight of nearly all of them as she fought with her sword, trying to keep the Jotuns from landing a swing at her, really only Loki in her line of sight. She tried, to look for the others, but there were too many Jotuns and they were too far apart. She could hear their grunts of battle, their cheers as they succeeded in dealing with giant after giant, Thor's were especially loud. There was some sort of shout from Volstagg about not letting the Jotuns touch the skin but she was too focused on dealing with the giants around her to look over and see why he'd called that out.

It wasn't till Fandral gave a scream of pain that she managed a glance, only to see Loki trying to rush over, closer to the man than she was, but get detained by two Frost Giants. She let out a grunt and attacked the one before her furiously till it had fallen and turned to go help Loki…only to stop short in horror at what she was seeing.

He was standing there, looking at his skin…his BLUE skin, skin the exact shade of a Frost Giant's. He hadn't noticed her, was too focused on his hand and watching how the skin was turning back to pink to see her. But she had seen it.

And then Thor's shouts and cheers and jeers reached her, pulling her back into the battle at hand. She spared Loki one more glance before she spotted what had made him run off in the first place, Fandral had been hurt, impaled by ice and Volstagg had just freed him. She ran after them, moving to help Loki and Volstagg get Fandral back, Sif joining her a moment later. But by all of them joining together, they made a target for a handful of Frost Giants.

Athena looked around, needing something, and spotted what looked like a dry piece of wood, what was left of a torch! She grabbed it, kneeling down and pulling flint stones from a pouch she wore, stones that all the others had as well, and struck at them, creating a fire at the end of it. She stood and turned, waving it at the giants that actually shied away from it.

"Volstagg!" she held a hand back, "Your wine!"

"What?!" Volstagg cried.

"NOW!"

He quickly tossed it to her and she uncorked the end, taking a mouthful of it before spraying it through the fire, creating a burst of flames at the Jotuns, forcing them back even more.

"Thor, we must go!" Loki shouted to Thor, who was still fighting away and not seeming about to stop any time soon, not even seeming tired.

"Then go!" Thor waved them off.

"There are too many of them!" Sif tried.

"I can stop them!" Thor claimed arrogantly.

"And THEY can stop YOU!" Athena warned.

"Thor!" Sif shouted as even more giants went after them.

But Thor just ignored them, fighting on.

"Run," Volstagg turned to them, Sif grabbing Athena's arm as Hogun and Volstagg helped Fandral off, the women and Loki fighting as the men ran to try and cover them as they headed for the Bifrost.

They'd gotten within sight of it when they saw a bolt of lightning in the sky from the ruins and knew Thor was using Mjolnir against the giants…and against them as well as a resounding CRACK echoed through the area before the ice beneath their feet began to crack as well.

"What's Thor done?" Volstagg breathed, staring at the ground in horror.

"Likely killed us all!" Loki bit out.

"Go!" Athena turned, ushering them on as the cracking beneath them started to deepen.

They reached the Bifrost just as large beast of some sort rose over the cliff behind the landing area, roaring at them…and then a streak of red flew past, Thor led by Mjolnir, and rammed right into the creature and came out the back. The creature let out a pained wail before it fell back down the cliff and Thor landed beside them.

Unfortunately, he'd also led the remaining Jotun army right to them and they could see it, the massive amount of Jotuns racing right for them, their weapons ready and the warriors hardly able to defend themselves any longer. Still, they steeled themselves and lifted their weapons, ready to face death with a warrior's pride…

When the Bifrost was blasted down behind them, the light illuminating the dark night of Jotunheim to reveal Odin Allfather, astride his mighty steed, in his full armor, Gungnir in hand, had arrived.

And while Thor grinned at the sight, thinking his father had come to join the battle and slaughter the enemy…Athena had a very different idea of why Odin had come.

This would not end well.

A/N: I'm so sorry there was no chapter yesterday :( I received a very harsh ask in my tumblr and the accusations made in it really got to me and I just couldn't focus or bring myself to think about fanfiction or editing afterwards :( It took most of yesterday to just calm myself and try to write a polite and reasonable response back. I was finally able to gather my thoughts enough to respond, but getting all of it written down took more out of me than I thought it would and it was still very hard to focus on editing. For future reference, if I can't get a chapter up, I'll try my best to post a note about it on my tumblr :)

Since I didn't post a chapter yesterday though, I'll be posting 2 today to make up for it :)

For new readers, I always try to respond to questions from reviews or things I feel need a comment on at the end of a chapter, so I'll be putting in a little 'note' section here to respond :)

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Lol, thanks! I fixed the summary :)

We'll have to wait and see when Athena goes to earth and who with ;)

We'll see what Athena thinks of Loki as the series goes yup :) Her opinion of him will change as he changes :)

This story will follow the movie yup :)

I can say Athena is based on the Athena of myth yup, but as for if she's actually Athena, we'll have to wait and see ;)