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The Return of The Asgardians Chapter 2
Training Time
I awoke with a start and looked around the dark dorm at all the sleeping forms of the young soldiers in training. From the look of the sun barely peeking over the horizon, it was about 4 AM, and I knew that I wasn't going back to sleep so, I got up from the bed, got dressed in my usual attire of a dark green muscle shirt, black jeans while black loafers and socks finished the ensemble.
Grabbing the book from the nightstand along with the blades that I placed into the belt loop behind my back. Out of sight and easy to reach, I liked it, deciding against a ponytail I just pushed my hair and felt them flow down to my mid back silently thanking my uncle for allowing me to grow it this long. As the usual traitorous twists once again announced their presence in order to grate on my fragile nerves, I took that thanks back, enforce your rules Uncle.
It wasn't long before I was in the library, book and blades out in front of me, I was just going to find the runes that adorned the edges in the book and be done with it. However, it didn't go that way as I soon found myself reading the book instead, surprisingly it only took a few hours to finish and take in all the information on monsters, runes, and the many gods of the Norse. As I closed the book and picked up the knives to read the runes my eyes widened as the runes began to shudder and twist, warping over each other until they began to spell out in perfect English the name "Alfred Loki Vonstein."
It was then everything began to make sense, the powers, the dream, my incredible speed, strength, knowledge and most of all cunning. It all became clear my father was Loki, bringer of Ragnorak, traitor of the gods and he has been... "Watching over you this whole time," a smooth voice said as I snapped my head up to see a man seated in front of me. He was pale, with sharp features, aristocratically handsome with that very familiar smirk I always wear, and unnaturally bright green eyes I've seen twice before.
He was garbed in a long black coat with green runes of power and knowledge etched across the material; he wore a simple tight black shirt underneath. With bright green letters across it read "People who think they know everything are a great annoyance to those of us who do," and he wore black boot-cut jeans and what looked to be green cowboy boots? Well, i'm not going to say anything about a god's choice in attire, especially when they pull of exceptionally well.
I chuckled at the quote "so . . . Loki, huh?" I asked as I set the blade down and leaned back "not bad" I said with a nod.
Now regular people who have been told that every day of their life has been orchestrated by a mad trickster god with grand plans would freak out and deny it, holding on to some fragile defense that their lives are theirs and they made the choices that lead them to where they were yada, yada, yada or possibly go crazy from the realization.
So, it was a damn good thing I was not normal, otherwise this would have been a rather long and repetitive conversation "so you're telling me that the one that made me trip and almost fall from a 15-foot wall was you? So, that the fear of falling and need not to fall would trigger my first ability? Brilliant" I said with a smirk.
"I do try to impress," he said lazily,
"And the girl that I wanted to impress with magic tricks never existed?" I asked
"Exactly; you were stuck in an illusion the whole week," he said with a smirk
"The man at the shop?"
"Shape-shifting is one of my many powers," he said simply.
"And my mother?" I asked losing my smirk; he visibly frowned and looked pensive for a moment, obviously finding the topic to be as difficult as I did, maybe even more so.
"I enjoyed her company, she was the closest thing outside of familial love I had. Do not worry she did not die alone in a room with strangers" I was there every step of the way, I delivered you" he said.
I nodded, smirk replacing itself "so shape shifting?" I asked, and he laughed at my poorly hidden excitement.
"Sadly not one of the powers you shall gain, but you did get the good ones, Doubles and invisibility not bad, not bad" he said, and I nodded.
"So what's next?" I asked, he stood and motioned for me to follow, and after replacing my knives I complied. He led me out into the entrance hall, no one seemed to notice him, and I had to quickly school my features when a couple of students walked through him.
We exited the building and moved around the side through the woods, the was sun was shining and cast a very beautiful view across the trees but I didn't get to truly appreciate it as I always do as we reached the cliff deceptively quick.
"You know we could have gone through the side entrance, right?" I asked, and he nodded as if barely paying attention looking up at the sky with a distracted look in his shining eyes.
"Yes, but the first thing you should be aware of is that I'm a drama king, and suspense is a beautiful tool for a king," he said with a smirk.
"I see where I get it from," I muttered and he shrugged offhandedly at the comment.
"So what's the next part of your grand plan?" I asked, and he looked at me grin widening.
"I'm going to teach you how to fight monsters" he said, and I blinked, that answer was...unexpected.
"Monsters?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Yes like the one barreling down the field" he said eyes gaining a rather devious gleam, I turned around expecting to see nothing, only to receive a crippling blow to my chest for my ignorance as I flew off the cliff into the waters below.
I opened my eyes to see Loki standing there like the cat that ate the canary.
"Did I just die?" I asked surprisingly much calmer than the situation warranted, I wonder where my anger went?
"It was an illusion, but yes you did die," he said.
I nodded, then punched him in the face or I would have if it didn't fly through him, ah there was the anger, I began to contemplate what just happened when Loki spoke up.
"I'd move if I were you," he said, and that's all it took to make me dive to the side.
I felt the wind rush behind me as the great club missed by inches, I looked up from my downed position to see a huge hulking figure. It was easily 10 feet tall, with rough gray skin, garbed in many animal pelts with skulls hanging off the fur like jewelry. I would have called it a giant if I hadn't seen the one glaring eye fixed deep into its scowling bald head.
"A Cyclops" I said as I jumped up and got as much distance between me and it as possible, because I was not about to be Cyclops food, I think I would taste horrible thank you very much.
"Correct, and seeing as you have already died once, it would be safe to assume you don't want to die again, so think fast ciao," Loki called as he faded from sight.
The hulking beast roared, and the ground shook as it began to rush at me, and that was all the incentive I needed to make a mad dash for the forest, I broke into the thicket of trees and actually made it a good distance before I heard the telltale noise of trees snapping. I hid behind a thick tree and began to pool my knowledge about Cyclopes, they are large, strong, not very bright, speed is also not a high factor for them, sight isn't a large thing either, but they tend to make up for that with an acute sense of smell.
I cursed loudly as the tree I was hiding behind was ripped from the ground.
I ran again as the beast roared and chucked the tree, it was only for the fact that we were in a forest that it didn't crush me instead it smashed into a few trees and hit the ground with a resounding thud. If I wanted to hide properly I needed to get rid of that sense of smell, smelling like the forest may work, but I need a sure-fire way. Blood had a distinctly strong smell, I need to make it bleed preferably on the lip, but how can I do that? An idea shot through my head and with a thought three more of me were running as well.
I nodded to them, and we quickly split up into four different directions, the Cyclops stopped and looked around trying to think of who to go after, and that moment was all I needed as the three copies turned around and ran at him, they jumped, and dived around the Cyclops as it took mad swings trying to destroy the clones. It never noticed me until it was too late, I had climbed a nearby tree and lunged for the beast, I landed on his shoulder, and before it could get its bearings, I reached around with my blade and cut as deep as I could across its upper lip. There was a sound of tearing, as the blood flowed freely and it roared, forgetting my blade still embedded in its lip I jumped to the nearest branch and clambered down. I took off for the trees and a place to think as my clones disappeared.
I took refuge in a turned over hollow tree as I tried to come up with a battle plan, its skin was tough however my blade was sharp enough to pierce it. I pulled out my second blade, but then to my surprise, the first blade reappeared in my hand with a snapping sound and a small plume of green dust. I nodded at the useful skill there is also the issue of my blades not being long enough to issue a killing blow, my clones appeared in front of me as we brainstormed.
"How are we going to kill that thing? It's huge," one of me asked.
"Well we did manage to drop its sense of smell I'm confident that we can kill it" another said with a smirk.
"You know what they say" one started but stopped eyes growing wide.
"The bigger they are, the harder they fall!" we said in unison.
"We'll use its weight against it" I said as my doubles nodded.
"We need to do this correctly, how tall is the damn thing?" one asked.
"About 10 feet tall" I answered.
"We need a way to trip it," another said.
"What about that tree it threw?" another double asked.
"It's pinned against two other trees," I said.
"Okay so we have a means of tripping it, but what are we going to use to kill it?" another asked and we looked at him.
"Hey, how tall are we?" I asked, and they looked at me.
"5'7 why? Oh!" they said.
"That's big enough to reach the brain," I said.
"But won't that disperse us?" they asked.
"No the eye is soft I don't think the blow will be enough to disperse you especially if you hold your blade up." I said and we nodded coming to a stand.
"Alright, well where is the tall bastard?" one asked until we all looked up as a shadow was cast over us.
"Run," I whispered, and we scattered as the club came down on the tree we were stationed near, it was only through a long run around that I and two clones got the Cyclops back to where we started the little chase.
My clones split from me and climbed the trees as I stopped in front of the downed tree.
"Come on boy, come on," I said as I used the universal taunt of waving my hand, it rushed at me, and I kept my confident smirk as it got in range.
"Gotcha!" they yelled as my clones came down onto the Cyclops's head stabbing and kicking it as it swung wildly, I stepped to the side as it tripped over the tree and fell exactly where my last clone was.
There was a large plume of green as the clones dispersed, I thought we failed as the Cyclops twitched a few times, and I got ready to run. However, it stopped moving and began to solidify until it began to crumble away, I heard clapping as I turned around to face Loki. I blinked, and he was standing in front of me by the cliff again.
"Did I win?" I asked.
"Yes you did without dying this time either, I'm impressed," he said with a smirk.
"Well I'm not one to disappoint" I replied, and his grin turned devious.
"Right, then you won't disappoint me when I tell you that you still have 99 rounds to go with random monsters" he said as my eyes widened.
"The illusion will reset itself on completion of the round or death, have fun" he said, and I sighed as I dove to the side.
I blinked and found myself once again facing my father Loki on the cliff of Westover Hall,
"Round 100 complete, am I good or am I good?" I asked him my grin widening, his smirk widened in return.
"You're more my son than any of your siblings" he said with a chuckle.
"But don't be fooled, everything you have done was done only in your mind, so now you have the knowledge of all the monsters that I can foresee you facing. However, that does not mean that you are physically fit enough to do those things" this made me frown as I thought about that.
"I noticed that no matter how much I ran or how many times I got hit while the pain was there I was never hindered in any way" I said, he nodded.
"That's because it was all in your head, so if some of those injuries were to happen out here" he said.
"A lot of those fights wouldn't have ended in my favor I understand now" I said.
"Good so now you know why I'm about to give you the training regimen of your life" he said, and my smirk dropped.
The man that had me fight against every monster he knew of and some that he created himself regardless of the fact that it was all in my head was going to give me a physical training regimen. Best Academy student or not this was going to be very VERY painful.
I was right as per usual, for the next two years I was put under grueling physical training, I still shudder whenever I think about it. Let's just say that I quickly passed the point of average human capability; now when I push myself, I find that I can flip cars and dodge bullets from a handgun. Don't ask how I gained that skill, anyway I learned after much prying, the origin of my dream.
Apparently, I am more Loki's son than the rest of my siblings, because I was born from a human, Loki's will? Presence? DNA? Took dominance, so the only thing of my mother's that I got was her hair and skin color. My eyes only recently turned bright green since I technically reached Norse adulthood, anyway Loki said that the recurring dream I've been having was about Ragnorak.
"Wait if Ragnorak happened that would mean that the rest of the Norse gods are dead," I said, and he nodded losing his smirk.
"Yes, they were, I won the war and took control of Asgard, but using the Odin force and with the help of a few of my offspring I brought it all back. I restored Asgard and left." He said I asked him why because I was no stranger to our fatal flaw which is ambition and greed, but he wouldn't tell me.
Now I am 16, and much has happened in the span of a year, Father taught me the very useful skill of business and stocks which I took to very easily. I now own Westover Hall, and a few companies with him as my adviser so that I learn and make mistakes but never enough so that he can't come in and bail me out. Let's just say I have a lot of money and leave it at that, anyway I find myself sitting on the cliff of Westover Hall just talking with my father. Well, I say talk but what I mean is throw very intricate insults at each other with our ever-growing wit.
I had recently cut my hair to shoulder length removing the need to hold it back in a pony-tail, father had much to do with that with his many subtle barbs about pony-tails and homosexuality. I am now 6'0 with a very lean muscled build much like my father, other than that my attire remained the same over the years however father recently taught me how to enchant my shirt to say random quotes every day. Today it said, "My dad has a profound influence on me, and he's a lunatic" while his said, "Crazy is a family thing."
"All I am saying is that if I were a god. Cat's would rule the land that's all I'm saying." I stated with a laugh,
"What are you? Bastet? Not to mention who's to say they don't already? I mean they eat, sleep, shit then mortals clean up after them and pet them for it. That is a reward for being lazy and mean" he said with a grimace, I thought about this and shrugged
"Hey what can I say? People are suckers for cute things." I said as we sat there in silence for a few moments, then I remembered something
"Hey father? I know you aren't here. So where exactly are you?" I asked, and he chuckled.
"Well I live in Asgard," he said, and that made me think.
"But don't they hate you?" I asked, and he shook his head.
"No, no matter how much I tried they could never hate me. However, they don't remember that Ragnorak happened, so I am still the beloved son and brother they thought I was" he said, and I smiled, clever as always.
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