Remorse

Chapter 10: Norse

Part 3

A/N: I really like writing this chapter for some reason… Anyway, new things!

This is Part 3! Yippee! That mean…. *Drumroll* Poems! At the end of every chapter, I'll be posting a poem and you have to guess which pairing it is! Basically who the poem is from and who it is to. It has nothing to do with the story at all.

The last question was more like a poll. Anyway, no more questions *Sad face*. But there is the poem contest, yay!

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Thank you all for reading this big author's note. Now read!

HIEMDALL

I was walking down the pure golden halls of Aesir, going down to the throne room. Odin doesn't usually hold meetings, but since the dumb Greek Gods issue…

I could see why.

'Tap, tap, tap'

I turned, my jet-black hair swishing. "Who's there?" I bet it was Loki.

"Hiemdall!" A grown man with brown hair pouted as he came out from the last corner of the hall. "You're no fun!"

"It's not my fault, I am the watcher of Asgard," I smirked as I watched Loki pout again. I looked forward and continue to walk.

I heard Loki running to catch up, but I didn't turn my head until he was by my side.

"What do you want?" I asked, turning my head, glaring.

"Hiem, I'm going to the meeting. I mean, it's not like I'm not invited or anything!" I glared at him again and kept on walking.

The windows, that were the size of four French doors, glared at me with sunlight. Not as if the pure gold halls of Aesir were enough. I finally got to the throne room. There was a circle in the middle for all of the major gods, like me, and then outside that circle of thrones are another circle of thrones for the minor gods.

I sat on mine, which was pure white. Just white.

There was no one here. Not even Loki. I liked it like that. I liked being early. Then the bell rang. Then all of the seats were filled. Well, except for Loki's.

"Everyone is here, except for Loki, again." Odin sighed as he clapped his hands. Then Loki was sitting on his seat, pulled down by branches of Yggdrasil. He sat down on his grey chair, looking exhausted.

It was silent for a moment. Then Odin spoke.

"The Greeks have told their spawns about us. They lied. They broke their promise that they had kept for more than a millennia." Odin looked at his wife, Frigg, worried, before he told us the rest.

"Their enemies, Kronos and Gaea have risen and they want us to join them and defeat the Greeks. I agree in accepting their invitation. Who agrees?" He looked around the room and several people stood up.

Frigga, Hod, Tyr, Thor, Njord, Freyja, Forseti, Loki and me. Some other minor ones did too. A majority. Some people who didn't stand were Baldr and Freyr. I don't get why.

"Well that's it. I shall contact Zeus."

We were dismissed. I passed the Hallway of Gods*. There was a picture of every single Norse God here in their present, preferred appearance. I decided to take a look at some of the major gods. I first saw Odin's.

Odin was wearing his long, dirty-blond hair in a ponytail that covered his left side. His piercing red eye just staring at you.

Odin, father of the gods, king of Asgard, Ruler of Aesir, the lord of war, death, and knowledge

Then I passed by Frigg's.

Frigg had long, wavy, jet-black hair that complimented her fair skin. Her blue eyes were wide and full of innocence.

Frigg, the wife of Odin, queen of Asgard, goddess of marriage and motherhood

Baldr was next.

Baldr was a young looking man with shoulder length brown hair and, like Frigga, wide and innocent blue eyes.

Baldr, the son of Odi, twin of Hod, the lord of goodness, innocence, forgiveness and peace

Then his twin, Hod.

Hod was a young looking man, like Baldr, with jet-black hair and eyes filled with nothing. The fact because he was blind.

Hod, son of Odin, twin of Bladr, and blind god of darkness and winter

Then Tyr.

Tyr was a skinny, pale, young-looking guy with long, longer than Odin's, jet-black hair and pure black, hollow eyes.

Tyr, the left-hand man of Odin and the lord of Odin

Thor.

Thor disguised himself as a teenager with brown hair and big, brown eyes. He tried to look normal he said. His hammer, -, keeps on changing every second.

Thor, son of Odin and Jord, the lord of thunder and lightning

Njord.

He looked like a kind uncle. Jet-black hair with a small beard and a kind small. He was always fishing wearing a fishing hat, he almost looks like Poseidon, but then he's a Greek so Njord looks better.

Njord, the original god of the Sea, fire, and wind.

Freyr.

Freyr also tried to be a teenager like Thor, just with longer hair and blue eyes. As an extra, he said he wanted a cape. I don't know why though.

Freyr, Freyja's twin, lord of plenty, sun, rain, harvest, peace and prosperity

Freyja.

Freyja had long, flowing blonde hair and big blue eyes. She looked stunning as usual.

Freyja, Freyr's twin, goddess of love, fertility, sex, and the queen of the Valkyries

Forseti.

He looked like a college man with kind eyes. He had no wrinkles and was carefree. He was just happy and care-free but keeps his duty serious.

Forseti, the god of order and justice

Loki.

Loki disguised himself as a teen and had brown hair like Thor, but his eye's kept on changing color. To brown, to green, to red. Loki would go down to the human world and just be an idiot who makes girls fall. Yah, I bet that's what he's doing right now.

Loki, the trickster god of Chaos

And then there was me.

I have to admit, I did make myself look quite handsome. My jet-black hair reaching until my shoulder, covering my right eye like Odin. My skin was pale and I had hard dark-brown eyes.

Hiemdall, the god of light, security, and surveillance

I smirked at myself, knowing I do look handsome.

I also knew that I couldn't be worrying about this kind of stuff. The Greeks are dumb and foolish and were on their bad side now. We should really start preparing.

"Heimdall!" Stupid Loki…

"What?" I spat out flatly.

"Let's play a game!"

"No,"

"Why?"

"No,"

"Why?"

"No,"

Yeah, the day just went on like that when I thought we were supposed to be serious.

"Why?"

"No,"

Thank you all for supporting me this far! And yay, we're on double digits! *CHEERS!*

Anyway, here's the poem:

Even though I know it isn't Valentine's Day,

I just wanted to say

Even though you know it's true by the way

I love you

Since you're always planning ahead

How about a date instead

You and me tonight under the moonlight

I'll pick you up by eight

So I hope you'll enjoy our little date

Percabeth B) Thalico C) Tratie

Now go choose!

Now I am finished!