Formerly known as "King of All Gods" I changed the name to "Search for the Storm." I hope you all enjoy it. I'm having insane writer's block on this story so if anyone wants to volunteer to help out, I would gladly accept. I also need a beta so if you are willing, just PM me.
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It was a chilly night in October, 1995 when a baby's cry was heard through out the forest night. It was quickly followed by shushing and soft singing of lullabies. Inside a small cottage in a clearing, a beautiful dark haired lady with light brown eyes lay on a bed with her legs spread.
"There's no point in shushing him. My worthless husband is probably having sex with some mortal out there at this very moment" the woman said. The lady that was attending to her sighed and wisely decided not to respond to that. It was a very touchy subject.
"He's so cute" the woman said. Her attendant smiled. The baby, for the first time, opened his eyes. They were blue.
"Just like his father" the woman said. She tickled the new born and he giggled. The woman, for the first time in centuries, was actually happy.
The mood quickly changed, though, when there was a knock on the cabin door. The attendant looked frightened but the woman was calm. "Open the door. He said he was coming."
The attendant, who happened to be Iris, goddess of the rainbow, ran to the door and opened it slowly. There stood a tall, muscular man. He had long blonde hair and blue eyes. He wore a leather jacket and jeans. In his hands he held an umbrella.
"Is she here?" he asked. Iris, still scared, nodded. Without another word, he stepped past her into the cottage. Iris quickly followed.
The woman looked relieved but sad when the man came. "Just ten more minutes" she said. The man nodded. The woman started talking to the baby.
"This is your father" she said. The baby reached up and grabbed the man's hand, as if he understood. The man smiled.
"He looks just like you" the woman said. She stroked the baby's blonde hair.
"What is his name?" the woman asked. The man thought about it.
"You choose" he said. The woman lay there for a couple of seconds before saying, "Perseus." The man nodded.
"Goodbye Perseus" The woman said. "I'll see you in the future. For now, go with your father." She kissed the top of his head and handed him to the man.
Then Hera, the queen of the gods, kissed Thor, the god of thunder and the sky, one last time. Then he left.
Once outside, Thor's umbrella transformed into a large hammer. He raised it to the sky and yelled, "Heimdall!" Immediately, a multicolored flash of light engulfed him and he vanished.
Thirty seconds later
Thor arrived in Asgard and was immediately greeted by Heimdall.
"Do you have the boy." he asked. Thor nodded. "Good. I have no wish to fight the Olympian gods. We are stronger then them at the moment but it would be best if the nine worlds were at peace. Do you think that Zeus will find out?"
Thor smirked. "Zeus has not even seen his wife naked in two centuries. There will be no issue with him finding out."
Heimdall held out his hands and Thor let him hold the baby.
"I feel that this boy will be a very important asset in the future of Asgard. He will be a great fighter. Protect him at all costs" Heimdall said.
"What do you mean? The nine worlds are at peace?" Thor said. Heimdall shook his head.
"For now" he said. He handed Thor back the baby. Thor nodded at him and left. He walked into the throne room of his father. His father was sitting there, as if waiting for him.
"Let me see the boy" he said. Thor walked up to the throne and handed his father Perseus. As soon as he was in Odin's arms he grabbed his beard and yanked it so hard that Odin's eyes began to water.
"He's a strong boy" Odin said. Thor smirked.
"Everything went smoothly?" Odin asked. Thor nodded. "Good. I foresee that the boy will be important in the future. I foresee that he will be important during Ragnarok as well. What I cannot see is which side he will fight for. And that worries me."
"Do not worry father. I will watch him. He is my son and I will make sure he is the greatest warrior the nine worlds have ever seen" Thor said. Odin nodded but as he looked at Perseus, his eyebrows scrunched together in confusion.
"Something is wrong" he said. "He's not immortal." Thor frowned.
"What do you mean? He is born of two gods. It is impossible for him not to be immortal." Odin studied the boy.
"I will have to look into this more. Almost all of his blood is godly but about 3% is not. I do not know how that is possible. In battle, though, it would take an extremely serious wound to kill him. He cannot be killed by any mortal weapon. Celestial bronze, imperial gold, all that stuff, it can't kill him. He is almost a god, but not completely, if you get what I am saying."
Thor nodded to show that he understood. "So my son can die?" he asked. Odin shook his head.
"It is a very curious case" he said, "But I will look into this. This has never happened before."
Odin handed Thor back Perseus, who had fallen asleep. "We have other things to discuss son. The giants are restless. They sense that I am about to go into another Odinsleep. Be watchful."
"When is it starting?" Thor asked.
"It starts in exactly 3 days" Odin answered. Thor nodded.
Odin went into his Odinsleep once towards the end of every century. During his Odinsleep, the bifrost was open and the nine worlds were vulnerable to attack. Since the giants had signed a pact, they couldn't attack Asgard but the rest of the nine worlds were open. The giants had never tried to attack any of the other worlds, though, because they feared the Asgardians so much. The giants had been beaten down badly by the Asgardians in the first war so after that and the pact, they never tried anything again.
"Thank you father" Thor said. Odin nodded. Thor left the room. He went up to his room, where he lay Perseus down in the crib that he had made in advance.
"Sleep well my son" Thor said.
At the edge of the fiery world of Muspell.
Muspell was made of fire. Literally nothing was there except for fire and the fire giants. It was actually because of Muspell that creation began in the first place.
The biggest fire giant of all stood at the edge of Muspell. In front of him was Ginnungagap, the gap between Muspell and the mist world, Niflheim. The fire giant's name was Surt. He was one of the first beings alive and easily one of the most powerful. He is destined to stand at the edge of Muspell until Ragnarok, when he and his fiery sword will fight against Asgard in the great battle for the nine worlds.
As Surt stood, as he'd been doing since the beginning of time, a flash of multicolored light appeared and a tall man stepped out. He wore a green robe and had a gold headpiece on with long curly horns. In his hand he held a black scepter that had a blue gem in it.
As soon as Loki stepped out of the bifrost and it disappeared, he collapsed onto one knee from just the heat of Muspell. Immediately, though, he sprang up and started hopping around holding his knee. Remember, everything on Muspell was fiery so as soon as Loki fell to his knees then the ground seared a hole through his pants and burned his flesh.
"What the hell is wrong with this place?" he hissed. Surt turned his head slightly to look at Loki and for the first time since the creation of the Universe, he spoke.
"What are you doing here. Not even gods belong on Muspell." His voice was gravelly and raspy, probably because it was never used before.
"I am, as you should know, Loki, the god of mischief and... well, fire" Loki said. "By the way you have to do something about this ground because it isn't working out well for me. I'm the god of fire and I just got by skin burned by that! It shouldn't even be possible! I'm sure if these boots were not magic then they'd be a melting puddle of leather right now."
"Why are you here" Surt repeated.
"Well, you are destined to leave here when Ragnarok and fight with the giants against the gods right?" Loki asked. Surt nodded. "Well Ragnarok is approaching. Odin is going into his Odinsleep soon and while Thor is in charge of Asgard I will "attack" Jotunheim. That will break the pact between the gods and giants and the giants will be free to do whatever they want. I have already spoke to their leader. Then we will free Fenris wolf and start Ragnarok. When Odin wakes up he will not be able to do anything about it."
Surt stared at Loki. "Why do you want to see the gods destroyed? You are a god yourself, no?"
Loki hesitated before saying, "I spoke to Odin about Thor ruling Asgard. I thought that it would be better if I could rule because Thor is a bit... well, incompetent. Odin did not even consider. He yelled at me. Shouted and said I was jealous and that when my brother was king I should do my job and serve him."
When Surt didn't say anything, Loki continued. "When the gods are finished and Ragnarok is over, I will rule the nine worlds."
Surt continued to stare at Loki. "You don't say much do you?" Loki said.
Surt stared at him. Then he said "I will know when Raganarok has begun. All you need to do is follow through with your plan."
Loki grinned. "No problem."
Some time later
The giant armies had gathered in Jotunheim. Every giant imaginable, frost giants, mountain giants, all kinds had gathered. The giant army stretched as far as the eyes could see. There were over a million giants and they were all armed and ready to fight.
"Jotuns!" the giant king, Laufey, said. "Today is a great day, for today, we march on Asgard and put an end to the reign of the gods! Today, Surt jons us in our battle for glory from the fires of Muspell! Today, we free Fenris wolf and set fire to the nine worlds! Today, we shall conquer! Today, Ragnarok begins!"
The giants roared in response and slammed their weapons on the ground, causing all of Jotunheim to shake. "And all of this, is because of a god himself" Laufey said. The crowd grew quiet in surprise. "It was Loki, god of mischief and fire, that has helped us." The giants started talking amongst themselves. "He has spoken to Surt and as we speak, he is freeing Fenris wolf." The muttering grew louder and more excited. "To him we owe a great debt. He had informed me that Odin was going into Odinsleep and Asgard is once more, undefended. We will strike today, with our full force, and destroy the gods where they stand!" Again the giants roared. "Now let us go, and take back what is ours!" Laufey finished. The giants beat their weapons on the ground and stomped, causing major earthquakes.
"But my king" said one giant close to the front, "what of the pact we signed with the gods and Asgard? We swore to never attack again."
There was rumblings of agreement amongst the giants.
"We don't have to worry about that anymore. Loki has taken care of that by 'attacking' us this morning, essentially breaking the pact" Laufey said. "The gods are weak now. Odin has begun his Odinsleep. Thor has only been spotted once in the last year. Tyr has not recovered from his battle with General Sekam yet. We will strike now. Asgard will burn!"
Once again, the giants stomped and cheered. The ground shook once more under the weight of the great creatures.
Suddenly, there was a loud howl that immediately shut all the giants up. They stopped stomping and started glancing at each other nervously. Then came another loud howl, so loud, in fact, that even Laufey couldn't stand it and he clamped his hands down on his ears. Then, over the horizon, the giants spotted a large form stalking towards them. It was so big that they couldn't even tell what it was. As the form got closer, the giants made it out to be a wolf. A gigantic wolf.
It cleared the distance between them in under 30 seconds.
As the wolf stared at the giants Even Laufey quavered with fear. Before a word could be spoken, though, a multicolored rainbow of light flashed into existence and out stepped Loki before the light disappeared behind him. Some of the giants looked at him suspiciously but others looked at him gratefully.
"Giants of Jotunheim!" Loki yelled, "we are here to put an end to the reign of those foolish gods and begin a new era of rule in the nine worlds! We will destroy Asgard and then we will march on Midgard! No where in the nine worlds will be safe. Fenris will swallow the sun and the gods will all die!" The giants cheered. "Odin has already gone into his Odinsleep. I made sure of that before I left. Heimdall has been... taken care of. I hid is body very well. The bifrost is open for use. Anyone can travel through the worlds as they please. Now we must be fast as we attack. Odinsleep usually lasts one to two days so our time is limited. I will open the bifrost now and we shall be upon the gods! The fire giants and Surt will join us. RAGNAROK BEGINS!" Loki shouted. The giants roared. Loki opened the bifrost and they began to pour into Asgard.
With Thor on Asgard
Thor sat next to Odin, deep in thought. He had had a bad feeling about today since the morning but he couldn't tell why. His baby was safe. After all he had checked up on him once every ten minutes. He hade just seen Loki a couple hours earlier when Odin went into Odinsleep. So what was the issue?
Suddenly there was a scream. A scream so loud that it almost shattered Thor's eardrum. He stood up and sprinted to where he heard the scream. There stood one of the housemaids of Odin's palace. Then she fainted and dropped to the floor.
Thor stepped over her and walked into the room. What he saw almost made him throw up. There was the remains of a person strewn all over the room. The person's heart was lying in the middle of the room. As Thor inspected the remains, he noticed that they were all tinged blue. Thor narrowed his eyes. Blue. He inspected the remains and the room again and this time, he spotted a large sword lying in the corner of the room. Thor picked up the sword and his eyes widened. The sword was Hofund, Heimdall's sword. The very sword that he used to lock and unlock the bifrost.
'But this is impossible' Thor thought. 'Hofund cannot be removed unless Heimdall is...'
Thor's eyes widened even further. "No" he whispered. "No" he said even louder. He closed his eyes and closed his fist. The remains of the person flew together and took the form of a tall, dark skinned man. Thor opened his fist and the remains dropped back to the ground. He dropped to the ground onto his knees.
Suddenly, there was a loud bang and shouting. Then the ground started to shake, as if a thousand giants decided to start jumping up and down at the same time.
'Wait, a thousand giants' Thor thought. His eyes widened and he shot to his feet and started rummaging through the room, looking for something.
"Heimdall is dead" he whispered. "The bifrost is open." The suddenly he stopped. He looked down at Heimdall's remains that were tinged blue and then he thought to himself, 'Heimdall couldn't have been killed by anyone that was not an Asgardian god. That means that someone betrayed us.' He glanced back down at Heimdall's remains. Then he remembered Loki's weapon. He had seen it used before. He had blown giants apart with it right in front of Thor's eyes. 'And it's powered by the blue gem in the center of it' Thor said, putting 2 and 2 together. 'He's betrayed us.'
Thor stood there in shock for a couple seconds but was quickly snapped out of it by another loud bang and more screaming. He sprinted out of the room and out of the palace, where a horrific event was taking place.
Giants were everywhere. They were killing everything that they saw. Even scarier than that was Surt, his flaming sword cutting down hordes of Asgardians. The scariest thing of all, though? The larger than life wolf that was obliterating Asgard.
"I need Heimdall's horn" Thor said. He ran back inside and ran back into the large room with Heimdalls' body in. He started to tear it apart, looking for the horn.
"Looking for something?" a voice behind him said. He whirled around to see Loki. Just seeing that smug smirk on his face made Thor's blood boil in anger.
"You traitorous, stinking little-"
"I think it's a bit too late for all of that" Loki said. He pulled something out from behind his back and dangled it in front of him. It was Heimdall's horn, Giallar.
"Is this what you're looking for?" Loki said, tauntingly. Thor struggled to keep his composure. He just needed a few more seconds and his plan would work.
"Why did you betray us?" Thor asked. "What have we done to you?" Loki just glared back at him and didn't answer. Thor slowly flicked his hand towards Loki, a movement that Loki didn't catch.
"No answer?" Thor said. 'Just a few more seconds' he thought. Loki still didn't respond. Thor glared at him. "Were you jealous, Loki? Jealous that I would be king and you wouldn't? You couldn't just take a back seat?"
Finally, Loki exploded. "I've been taking back seats my whole l-!" before he could even finish, though, a large hammer came flying through the wall behind him and nailed him in the back of the head. (See what I did there? Hammer and nail. No? Okay).
Loki dropped to the floor and didn't move as the hammer flew into Thor's hand and Giallar dropped to the floor.
Thor walked over and picked it up. Then he put his lips to it and blew as hard as he could. The sound resounded through out all of the nine worlds. Thor then dropped the horn. It was useless now. He hefted Mjolnor, his hammer, and got ready to fight. Before he could join the fight, though, he heard something that struck fear into his heart. It was a baby's cry.
"Perseus" Thor whispered. Thor ran faster than he ever had before into the room where his son was crying in his crib.
Thor picked him up but he didn't know what to do. Finally, he came to a decision. He looked down at the necklace that his father had given to him as a child. It was the only thing besides the bifrost and the world tree that could transport you between worlds. Unfortunately, it was only good for three uses. Thor had not used it yet. No one had. But the time had come. He placed the necklace around the baby's neck and said, "Alfheim." The baby disappeared in a flash. Thor sighed and once again, hefted Mjolnor. Once more, he would have to try to save the gods. This time, though, the odds were heavily against him.
On Earth
The gods were on Olympus holding a "meeting " that was really just them yelling at each other. The only people not taking place in the foolishness were Hestia and Hera. Hera hadn't even accused Zeus of being a cheating scumbag yet, which confused Hestia. As a matter of fact, now that Hestia though of it, she hadn't called him that in a while. Something was definitely not right.
Suddenly, a noise that sounded like a horn magnified by a hundred rang across Olympus. The gods covered their ears and fell to their knees. After about ten seconds of pure torture, the noise stopped. The gods stumbled to their feet and sat back on their thrones. Zeus spoke up.
"What the Hades was that noise?" he said. No one seemed to know. Hestia noticed, though, that Hera looked extremely pale and nervous. She narrowed her eyes at her. "Does anybody know? That really hurt" Zeus said. Everybody shook their head. Hestia noticed that Hera did not, though.
"Well in that case, this meeting is adjourned. We weren't getting anything done anyway" Zeus said. He stood up and flashed out, rubbing his ears as he went. The other gods slowly flashed out as well until just Hera and Hestia remained. Hera stood up but Hestia said, "Wait, sister." Hera stopped and stared at her.
"Before you say anything, I know you know something about the horn" Hestia said. Hera paled again and sat back down on her throne.
"I- I don't... Fine. I will tell you everything."
Back on Asgard
The gods were getting beat, badly. They had some minor victories. Laufey was killed by Thor. Unfortunately, some of the gods had already been killed. Sif, Thor's wife, was dead. So was Frey, killed by Surt. Hel had emerged from Helheim and had slaughtered thousands of Asgardians. Tyr was doing battle against Fenris but he was badly beaten down. Thor had killed the world serpent already and was now trying to keep Fenris away from Tyr. Unfortunately, it wasn't enough. Thor was thrown back through the wall of the palace and Fenris swallowed Tyr up.
There were not many gods left. There was not many Asgardian warriors left either. There was still hundreds of thousands of giants left, though, and there was still Fenris, Surt, and Hel to fight.
Thor stood up painfully and once again, hefted Mjolnor. "This has to end" he said. "The gods cannot die like this." He ran throught he destroyed palace and down, deep into Odin's chambers, where he slept during his Odinsleep. He tiptoed into Odin's chamber and looked down at his father. It would be a great risk, waking Odin up from Odinsleep. Many things could go wrong. The biggest being Odin dying from having not fully restored his power. Thor sighed and shook his head. He wouldn't do it. Instead he looked at Odin's spear that was on the wall. He glanced at Odin before tip-toeing over and taking it. The spear was called Gungir, and it was enchanted to never miss its mark no matter what. Any wound caused by it was either impossible or extremely hard to heal.
Thor left the chambers and went all the way back out of the palace. He remained in the shadows, hoping no one would see him as he aimed directly at Fenrir's eye. He reared back and with all his might, fired at Fenris. The spear's aim was true, and it struck Fenris directly in the eye and buried itself deep in. It was so far in, in fact, that only a couple inches of the handle were sticking out.
Fenris howled so loud that every building within a 100 yard radius crumbled. Some giants even disintegrated. Fenris stomped on the ground and looked around for who threw the arrow but Thor had already rejoined the battle with Mjolnor.
All luck ran out for the gods, though, when Fenris pounced on top of Thor and bit off his arm. Thor cried out in pain and dropped Mjolnor. Fenris grinned and bits of drool as large as boulders dripped down onto Thor.
"This is the end, thunder god" Fenris whispered. Thor, with difficulty, managed to turn his head to the side and look at Mjolnor. It was a last resort. Something that could only be done at Ragnarok and Ragnarok only.
"Sik hata" he managed to choke out. He was using an Old Norse spell, used to destroy. And he used it at the right time. Just as Fenris was about to rip Thor apart, Mjolnor exploded. Lightning currents rippled across the surface of Asgard and the whole world began to shake.
Thousands of giants and Asgardians died from the lightning alone.
"What is this!" Fenris roared.
Suddenly, as if the world coudn't take any more of the lightning, it exploded, and Asgard was no more.
Somewhere worlds away in Alfheim, a little baby began to cry.