Var's eyes fluttered open and she instantly felt very cold. She didn't have to look around to know where she was.
Why did Loki just hand her over? Var didn't know but she did know he was the strangest man she had ever met.
She heard Vidar's cool voice and her first reaction was to hide but as she looked around there was no where to run or hide. She was in a small hut with one small fire.
"I see my princess is awake."
"I'm not yours! I never was and I never will be!" She shouted angrily at the Giant towering over her.
"You're only making things more interesting for me. The fiery spirited are more fun than the ones who give in but since I think about it. Why would you give in if you've managed to evade me all these years."
"Stay away from me! You sick bastard." She spat at him and he punched her in the face. He watched in shock, she didn't freeze like everyone else nor did she turn blue. Her skin remained its creamy tanned color.
Var was surprised herself.
"You're not frozen.."
She looked down and noticed all her weapons had been removed but she had anticipated this situation. Between her breasts was her favorite dagger. It was easy to throw and had excellent precision. But she will save it for later.
"We are going to wed tonight, be ready. I will announce our marriage then I will make plans to destroy Vanaheim."
Vidar lifted her head with his finger and examined her like a slice if meat.
"Maybe you will be the first to survive while bearing my child." He smiled eagerly at her somewhat disgusted face.
"You will not be laying as much as a finger on me." Var dashed through the other door of the hut and did not stop. She glided past many giants, she had taken many classes for this purpose. All that ran across her mind was escape.
"Heimdall open the-"
Vidar came up behind her and put his ice cold hand over her mouth, numbing it almost instantly.
"That was a marvelous attempt, my sweet. Guards take her to the dungeon."
A pair of his guards came and harshly dragged her into a deep, underground room filled with darkness. They dropped Var in the farthest cell from the door to make her escape attempts harder.
...,,,...
Var sat on the cold, wet ground and quietly wept for hours. Why hadn't anyone come for her? She thought to herself.
She heard footsteps enter the underground tunnel. They were slow but loud and she was sure he had come for her, he had come to harass her.
"What have you got yourself into this time?" The man chuckled so lightly she barely heard him. She sat still staring in the direction of the voice. Then she saw the mask light his way, two slim eyes and a mouth.
"Tony?"
"Shh! Keep your voice down."
"How did you find me? How did you get he-"
"Cool it with the questions! We gotta get you out of here and we gotta do it now. Once they find out of our presence we will only have a small window of time to escape."
"Who else is here?"
"Almost all of Asgard and Vanaheim . And of course..The Avengers." He babbled. "But you might wanna stand back a bit."
Var moved as far back as she could and watched as the man of iron blasted open her cell door. They both ran in the direction of the tunnel entrance.
When they surfaced the sight of a bloody war filled her eyes. She saw people from her childhood fighting for her! The scene was overwhelming.
"Tony get my weapons!"
"Already taken care of, here take these." Out from the snow he pulled out a sack full of the weapons that had been taken from her earlier. She grabbed them and loaded her sling full of her knives.
"Thor doesn't want you doing much hand to hand combat so he asked me to give you this." Tony handed Var her longbow and a hearth of arrows. "Go knock yourself out."
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Var climbed halfway up the mountain and went into a perch so she could begin to sharp shoot.
She loaded her bow and watched the war that raged on below her. She stopped and stared at her arrows.
"This is the perfect time to practice my magic!" She cheered not worrying about anyone hearing her.
She picked up her arrows and chanted an ancient Asgardian spell.
Var looked below once again and watched the Jotuns. She saw Thor struggling to keep up with one of the giants he was trying to defeat. Var loaded her bow again and waited for it to be far enough from Thor and then she shot.
The arrow glided through the air. It was a mixture of red and blue. The red was fire and the blue was ice but they almost took the form of liquids. They swirled around the arrow.
Var noticed that everyone, encluding the frost giants stopped and watched the arrow. It hit the giant she had aimed for for an explosive blast of the fire and ice.
They all looked up and traced its origin to her, the frost giants grew an immediate smile on their faces. She looked at the Asgardians and Vanirs and saw a new fear plastered their faces.
Var turned around to see a smirking Vidar. Anger smoldering in his expression. He stared at her, her hair blew behind her in the wind, her makeup looked untouched, her tight, form fitting armor and her pained expression.
"Hey sweets. Did you really think you would escape?" He paused making sure everyone was listening. "I have to admit, it was a marvelous attempt." He walked closer and held her against him as he heatedly kissed her.
Everyone gasped as Var pounded her hands against his chest trying to break his grasp but then she remembered her knife. The poison tip knife she had between her breasts.
Var slowly reached in between them and took off the cover. She opened her eyes and saw the surprised faces watching her. Var shoved it into Vidar making sure not to miss any organs. She twisted the knife inside of him to double it's damage and broke free of him.
She held a knife to his throat.
"This is for Asgard and Vanaheim!" She declared as she slit his ice cold throat.
All the giants retreated into the darkness.
"Heimdall open the BiFrost!"
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"Where is Loki? I demand that I speak with him immediately!"
"He has retired to his chambers Lady Var." One servant answered.
"Please call me Freyja, after all I brought three realms into a bloody battle because of my lie."
"Yes of course."
Var stormed the palace all the way to Loki's chambers. She knew he had been expecting her because he was still in his normal robes when he answered her thunderous banging on his door.
"Save it! I wanna know why you just gave me to him! Why Loki? Why!" She screamed hurting her own eardrums.
He smirked at her. Var smacked it right off his face but it made its reappearance. He grabbed her and closed the door behind him.
"I have my reasons, Var."
"Don't call me Var anymore. Everyone in Asgard knows who I am now so it's pointless. I am Princess Freyja of Vanaheim, Goddess of Love and Beauty." She sighed
Loki rested his hands on her waist and leaned in to kiss her. Their kiss was full of passion. That's when he noticed her necklace, there were at least forty tiny emeralds in place of the diamonds.
