They had been on Muspelheim for three days now and Terezah was getting sick of seeing so many lava fields. It was constantly hot, and ash filled the air. What idiot picked Muspelheim?! She thought to herself as she covered her mouth and nose with a cloth while going through another cloud of ash. The ground was black and flames erupted everywhere around her. She was taking the low road to try and ambush Thor and Fandral. She was out of gas pockets and her twine. She should've used her animal whistle thing on Vanaheim. Maybe it would come in handy some other time. She had also traded her brown cloak out for her black one when she came to Muspelheim.

She heard Fandral and Thor talking above her. She couldn't tell what they were saying. The lava below her hissed and bubbled. She looked over the edge of the small crevice she was walking along. As her path started going up, it was evident she was going to run into Thor and Fandral. With her crossbow in hand, she took one of the pre-dipped sleep arrows off of her belt and loaded it. It clicked into position, and she waited until Thor and Fandral had passed her to jump up onto their path and follow silently behind them.

She aimed the crossbow at Thor's leg and was about to fire when lava exploded far behind them, lighting up the path just enough to cast her shadow. Thor whipped around, sword in hand. Fandral didn't catch on so soon, so Terezah fired the arrow at him. Thor charged her. She quickly pulled out a dagger and met his blade. His shear force knocked her to the ground. He had gotten a lot better since the last time they had dueled. She dove to the side as Thor brought his sword down on her position. She kicked her leg under his and he stumbled back. She grabbed a sleep-arrow from her belt and stabbed it into Thor's arm. Thor pulled the arrow out of his arm and tossed it aside. Terezah glanced at Fandral who was asleep on the ground now.

Thor charged her again, becoming drowsier. She kicked the sword out of his hand and grabbed his arm, swinging his body over her shoulder. He landed on his back and his eyes started to close. Satisfied, Terezah pulled out her map and estimated where Sif and Volstagg would be. She calculated the distance and took off into a sprint, leaving the sleeping Thor and Fandral behind her.

It took her about an hour to find them, but eventually she did. They were farther away from the lava fields and it was a lot darker. High walls of rock were on either side of the path they were walking on, casting large dark shadows. This gave her an idea. She decided to play a game. She hid in the shadows as Sif and Volstagg passed her. Then, she let out a maniacal laugh. Her laugh rang through the dark path, startling the team. They frantically looked around, back to back. Both had their weapons drawn. She laughed again and bolted through the shadows to a new location. They looked at the spot where she had been. She cackled again and moved through the shadows. They don't call me Shadow Warrior for nothing… sometimes they called me Shadow Witch…

"Well, well…" She said in an eerie tone. Sif and Volstagg were still looking around to try and find her. "It looks like I've caught myself some warriors." She said. She followed it with another creepy laugh.

"Come out Terezah!" Sif yelled. Terezah flipped her black hood up, casting a shadow over her face. Her golden eyes glowed under the hood. She stepped out of the shadows and stood in front of them. They looked genuinely disturbed. She let out a low chuckle.

"Poor little warriors... Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide…" She said with another maniacal laugh.

"You're getting a little creepy…" Volstagg said in a shaky tone.

"They don't call me the Shadow Warrior for nothing…" She hissed and lunged at them. She glided across the path towards them like a dark spirit. Sif and Volstagg broke apart and dodged her attack. She pulled out her daggers and threw them at Sif, pinning her armor to the rock wall. She tried frantically to free herself of the dagger, but Terezah pulled out one of her sleeping arrows and scratched it across her cheek. She quickly put the arrow back on her belt and dodged Volstagg's axe. She sank into the shadows again. Leaving Volstagg with a sleeping Sif who was pinned to the rock wall.

One of the rules of the game was that a team had to stay together. Volstagg would have to wait with her until she woke. Terezah climbed the part of the rock wall that was immersed in darkness and stood at the top of it, watching Volstagg yank the dagger out of the wall. Terezah turned her back to them and walked away from the edge. Volstagg and Sif were no longer in sight.

She pulled some dried meat and vegetables out of her bag and ate them. It was evening, but the lava fields lit up the night. She put the food away and took out her map. She had to find Loki and Hogun. She put her map away and started off in their direction. When she finally found them, they had already set up camp. They were in a place like Sif and Volstagg, with rock walls on either side. She slumped against the rock wall and took out her brown cloak and rested her head on it. She was in the shadows, so it would be hard to see her. Loki and Hogun were already asleep. Loki had been right about her nightmares. The more she talked about it, the less often they occurred. It didn't mean that she would be going to him every time she had a nightmare, though.

She was absolutely exhausted from running around all day. Her eyelids started to feel heavier. She felt herself start to slip away. She closed her drooping eyelids and fell asleep, dagger in hand.


Loki woke up to Hogun shaking him. It was morning, even though the sky was still dark. Loki sat up and stretched. He couldn't wait to sleep on his nice warm bed once he got home. They only had Niflheim left, but it would be the hardest one. They would be going through one of its giant frozen forests. Bitter cold, it was filled with many different monsters. He wasn't worried about Terezah hunting them as much as the giant ice wolves that would be hunting them.

They ate some bread for breakfast and continued to walk. Yesterday, Terezah had stolen some of their weapons, and they had found lumps of twisted metal that had been stuck into the lava. He didn't have the sword he brought and Hogun didn't have his crossbow. She had knocked them both out with sleeping darts. He had been stuck in the arm or leg with a sleeping arrow so many times he would be scarred. He almost wondered if they were the only efficient weapons she had left. He hadn't actually seen her since their talk on Vanaheim.

They were walking along the path when Loki heard the now familiar ping of Terezah's crossbow. Hogun pulled an arrow out of his arm and collapsed to his knees. Loki looked around for Terezah. He decided to try something. He had been working on his illusion spells lately. He made ten more of him appear around him, and they all did the exact same things he did. An arrows whisked through one of his illusions, giving away her position. He watched her small shadow slinking against the rock wall. That's why they call her the Shadow Warrior. Terezah was almost impossible to see, and it took heavy concentration to keep track of her. He saw the tip of her crossbow poke out of the shadow she was hiding in. He took the blade she had left on Vanaheim that said "Loser" on it.

He concentrated, remembering all that she had taught him about dagger throwing. He took a deep breath and twisted around, letting the dagger fly. Ten other illusion daggers around him flew as well, but he watched as his dagger hit the crossbow, breaking it. Terezah threw it to the ground, finding no more use in it, and charged out of the shadows. She moved in a flash. She pulled out her daggers and he watched as she sprinted gracefully through the illusions straight towards him.

He stumbled backwards as she slid her leg under his, tripping him. The illusion around him disappeared and only he was left. "You just made this a lot harder for me, Lokitty." She said. She pressed the warm blade to his throat. He looked up into her golden eyes, and for a moment he saw complete madness. It disappeared just as quickly as it had come, but it made him uneasy. "You did just hit your first target though. Good job." She said and pulled her dagger away from his throat and sheathed it. She held a hand out to him and he took it. She helped pull him back to his feet. "You did ruin my crossbow though…"

"I'm sure you'll manage." he replied.

"Yeah… probably." She said. Something sharp dug into his arm and he looked at it. One of Terezah's small black sleep arrows was lodged in his arm.

"Another lesson… stay focused no matter what during a fight. I just distracted you." She said. His vision started to blur and he felt light headed. He sunk to his feet and felt his chest collapse to the ground. His world turned black, and the last thing he saw was Terezah looking down on him. The Shadow Warrior strikes again.


Freya watched as Terezah gave them instructions about how the games would go. The rat was really getting in her way now. She had poisoned Loki to teach him a lesson, and Terezah had sat by him the whole time like his mother. She had been planning on doing what Terezah had done, but when she was about to enter, the rat had stolen her idea.

As she watched them mount their horses, her heart pounded at seeing Loki twist gracefully up to his saddle. He was so handsome. She watched her prince ride off to the Bifrost with his friends and the rat. The rat had gotten better at her charade in the last few months. It almost seemed as if whatever she did to make the rat and Loki more distant just made them closer.

I have known Loki for centuries and she's only known him for a year! She thinks she can just waltz in and take him from me?! She is so wrong! Freya thought as she stormed back to her chambers. Terezah was going to pay. This wasn't the first time she had to fight off a woman trying to take Loki away from her. The last person was Lady Eostre, Goddess of Spring. She had tried getting close to Loki, so she had taken the matters into her own hands. Eostre had disappeared and had never been seen again. Now it was Terezah's turn.

Freya knew she couldn't kill Terezah as easily as she had killed Eostre, but she could manage. Many had forgotten that she was also the Goddess of Battle. She knew a few tricks. She always left out the Battle part of her title because it sounded too long and turned away men. She had been trying to plot Terezah's demise since she had first seen her. She had hired assassins to kill her, using Loki as bait, but Terezah had beaten them all. She had to take matters into her own hands, but Terezah still lived. It was frustrating how much Terezah could withstand.

She had even put a curse on her that would feed on her biggest fears, sapping away her strength. It had worked for about a month until it was broken somehow. She had tried so many things to get rid of Terezah, but nothing worked! She now paced back and forth in her room, trying to think up another plan. An idea popped into her head.

She quickly left her room and went to Terezah's room. She asked a cleaning maid to unlock the door, and she broke into the room with no problem. She rummaged around. It wasn't hard to find weapons, but she was looking for her daggers. She opened the old wooden trunk by her bed and grinned as she found at least twenty daggers. She also found poisons, potions, and magic books. She took out a dagger and a vial of poison. She recognized the poison immediately. She had read about the poison, but had never seen it. It originated from Svartalfheim. Perfect.

She let a single drop run down the blade, drying on the surface. It would be enough to kill someone. She put the vial back and wrapped the blade in a cloth she had brought with her. She didn't want to accidentally cut herself. She made sure everything was in the exact same place before closing the trunk and leaving the room, locking the door behind her. She smiled as the plan became more and more elaborate. All she had to do was wait for the opportune moment to strike. Now, you will pay… She thought to herself as she walked back to her room. Loki is mine.


Terezah tried to repair her crossbow. It was a useless effort. She was actually proud of Loki for hitting his first target, but at the same time she was angry at him for destroying one of her key weapons. She chucked the crossbow into the lava and watched it erupt into flames, sinking until it was no longer there. She stood up and brushed the ash off her clothes. She still felt slightly guilty for tricking Loki like that. He had looked completely shocked she had stabbed him with a sleeping arrow. She picked up her bag and shoved the remains of her lunch into her bag.

She began walking up the slope, away from the lava field. She now had only one coil of rope, her looking glasses, a hand shovel, an animal whistle, a fire starter, her three different colored cloaks, half a bottle of sleeping potion, and a third of the food she had bought at the market plus a loaf of bread. She was running low on supplies. They were almost to the checkpoint where they would be transported to Niflheim.

She tried to attack the three groups at least once a day. She had already done Loki and Hogun. Now she had to do the other two groups. She was getting sick of this adventure. It was the same thing every day. Maybe she could convince them all to skip Niflheim. She knew right off that Thor, Sif, and Hogun would immediately disagree. They were all stubborn enough to keep going, and would want to see through to the end. She pulled out her map and studied it, calculating where Thor and Fandral would be. She trudged up the ash covered hill and started sprinting once she reached more rocky terrain. At least she was getting a lot of exercise.

When she found Thor and Fandral's path, she looked for signs of them having already walked there. She couldn't find anything. She looked around, confused. Usually she was always right behind them, never ahead. She started to walk back on the trail. Then she felt something hit her head. She fell to the ground, blackness filling her vision. She heard the distant voices of Thor, Fandral, Sif, and Volstagg, boasting at their success. She felt dread at the thought of what the might do to her in revenge. Finally, she lost consciousness and slipped into a deep sleep.


Her eyes fluttered open and the first thing she noticed was how hot it was. Sweat dripped down her face and back. She looked around to get a feel for her situation. Her supplies were gone and so was the black cloak she was wearing. She had cast a spell on the cloak to keep the heat away, and now that it was gone, she was left unprotected. Her hands and feet were bound with her own rope and her food was scattered everywhere. Her heart sunk as she realized that every single dagger that she had was missing. She tried to get out of the binds that were wrapped tightly around her, but she couldn't. She was rather close to the edge of a lava bank. It was boiling hot.

She edged away from the lava, until she was at a safer distance. She looked around for any sign of her supplies. There was nothing. She conjured a dagger and cut herself free. They must not have known she could conjure weapons. She stood up and stretched. The stars were out, which meant she had been unconscious for many hours. She searched for about an hour before finding her bag. It still had her cloaks, shovel, maps, and animal whistle, but the rest were gone. Frustrated, she put her black cloak on and slung her bag over her shoulder. She was out of food in a place where there was none.

She took out a map and looked it over. Since it was later, they would most likely be in Niflheim. She sighed frustrated and put the map back in her bag. She started sprinting in the direction of Loki and Hogun's path since they had been the only two that hadn't ambushed her. After another two hours, she finally found Loki's footprints in an ash field. She followed them and they eventually lead her to the checkpoint. There was an imprint of the Bifrost in the ground. She traded her black cloak out for her white one. It had a spell placed on it to keep the warmth in. She called out to Heimdall to send her to Niflheim. She waited for a couple seconds before energy enveloped her and she felt herself lift off the ground. Colors shot past her and eventually her feet sank into the ground once more.

It was instantly colder and took a minute for her to adjust to the new temperature. There were footprints that lead into three different directions. The footprints appeared to be about a four to five hours old. She was way behind. She took out her Niflheim map and compared them to the tracks in front of her. Thor and Fandral had gone left, Sif and Volstagg had gone in the middle, and Loki and Hogun had gone to the right. She folded the map back up and put it in her bag. She was more used to the cold and Svartalfheim was cold and dark most of the year.

She bolted off in the direction of Loki and Hogun. It was almost nightfall here and she had to protect Loki during the night. She sprinted as fast as she could through the snow. While the snow would help her find the teams a lot faster, it would also give away her position. The bitter cold nipped at her long pointed ears. She flipped her white hood up, covering her cold ears. She continued running in the direction the footprints lead. She had to catch up.


Okay... Thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed this chapter :) as you can see, Freya is getting a little bit creepier. I actually Googled her and found out she was the Goddess of Love, Beauty, and Battle. That kinda surprised me, but I decided to add it in there so... yeah :D Thanks for the comments. Those of you who haven't commented, please take 30 SECONDS and comment already! Lol... Anyways, keep reading! I won't be posting any new chapters for at least two to three more weeks. I have to get caught up in school, so hang in there!