Disclaimer: I don't own the story of the Ragnarok or Norse Mythology in general.

A/N: Here's the second chapter, it's a little short I know. Still, I wanted to keep certain parts more separate from the others so the result is a slightly shorter chapter. (Not that the first one was really that long. . .)

Here's a little thank you to my reviewers.

Ayelk: Hey, thanks a lot. Well, every story has to have some blood and gore in it ;).

Sarah: Thanks, I tried to keep Loki in character. To me he always seemed to be kind of carefree, always happy and very quick with words.

Cuddly Bear: Thank you for the wonderfully . . . kind encouragement. Here's the update so you don't have to spend your precious time hunting me down. (As if you remember where I live.)

Odin heard the warning. The horn of Heimdall sounded only for a war. He turned to the nearest god: Frey.

"I want you to make sure everyone is prepared for war. I'm going to see the Norns."

Frey only nodded, looking depressed.

Odin mounted Sleipnir and road off to the Yggdrasil. Sleipnir got him there in a minute. Arriving there, he saw three women. Urd, Verdande and Skuld. Odin opened his mouth to say something when he saw what was on the ground.

Shreds of cloth.

"The tapestry of life has been torn."

"We are no longer in charge of time and destiny."

"This is a sign that our time is done as well."

Odin said nothing. Fate was no longer in control. Skuld, the fate of the future, could not tell him what was wrong. Only one person can... or one head can.

Odin told Sleipnir to ride to Mimir's well. The wisest being of all nine worlds would tell him what is happening.

Odin dismounted in front of the well and looked down. He said in a loud voice, "I, Odin, the All-father, am here to seek your wisdom."

A soft voice came out of the well, "You wish to know what is happening? I think you already know. If you know, why come and ask me. Is it because you know this is the end? I'll tell you. The time all Aesir have been dreading has come. Gotterdammerung, Twilight of the gods is upon you. The question is what are you going to do?"

Odin said without hesitating, "We will go to war. We will fight the Jotuns and all other evil creatures." he paused, "Can you tell me the result of this war?"

"The war will lead to..."

Then, the river Gjall appeared. Fenris made and abrupt stop and Loki leapt off his back. With a cheerful wave he jumped across the river yelling, "Don't do something stupid Fenris!"

Fenris turned to the direction of Bifrost, "I'd tell you to do the same, but the advice would be wasted on you." The wolf ran off before Loki could come up with a reply.

Odin had returned. Frey went over to ask him what he had learned.

"Odin! So? Did you find out what's happening?"

Odin kept the grim face on and asked, "Are we prepared for war?"

Frey frowned, he wasn't, he had no sword. But he knew he shouldn't trouble Odin with his problems. Also, as one of the Vanir, he was very good in magic. "Yes, we are ready for battle."

Odin called all attention to him, "Fellow Gods, Valkyries and everyone else. We will now march on to battle and fight for all living or non-living beings. We will not let some stinking giants destroy us!" The crowd cheered. Odin picked up his magical spear, Gungnir and rode out on Sleipnir.

Little did they know that the opposing army consisted of more than a few stinking giants.

Hel stood at the shore of the sea. Vicious waves crashed onto the rocks. The sea was boiling like a cauldron. Hel thought this as she grimly stared at the water. Beside her stood her Hellhound growled.

"Be patient, let us leave the gods to wait." she smiled bitterly. "Come to think of it, the fault goes to the gods for this. They are the ones who caused this."

------- Flashback -------

Three beings were lying around in Angerboda's hall. One was a wolf pup, but pretty big for a newborn. Another was a serpent, coiled tightly, forming a spiral. The third was a girl. Half of her skin was greenish-black; the other half was deathly white. She seemed old and young at the same time. Suddenly, out of nowhere, somebody grabbed the three siblings and whisked them away from their home.

------ End of Flashback ------

Fenris was bound to a rock just for being bigger than everyone else, Jormundgand was thrown into the ocean and she, Hel, was sentenced to forever stay in Niflheim. And the gods ask themselves why se hate them so.

Now, Fenris was free, she was obviously not in Niflheim. Jormundgand was making his way back to land.

As if on cue, a serpentine head appeared at the horizon line, hissing in fury. Jormundgand has come. The gods will now be punished.

A/N: Ta da? Anyway, please review and hopefully I'll manage to get the next chapter up within this week.