Hey guys! I'm really sorry I haven't been updating as much. But don't worry! I'm still continuing this story! I just started my second semester at college, so I've been really busy. So be more patient! XD lol Sorry if this chapter isn't good, but I tried! I really did!

The diagnosis on Jane's examination had me worried and full of guilt.

Jane just had to pull a Nancy Drew, didn't she?! I should have stopped her...

"Whoa hold on...there's something inside of Jane? Like an unknown substance or something? What's happening to her?" I grow anxious.

I find my body grow warm the closer I get to Jane, and I groan softly from the pain before stepping back.

"Your skin is glowing red, Tyra." Thor informed me with concern.

I raised my arm up and my eyes widened at the sight.

That liquid energy hit us both right? Maybe I was affected too...

"I'm sure it's nothing." I stammered nervously.

Thor approaches me slowly, and with caution, places a hand along my upper arm. When finding that it is safe to touch me, he gently takes ahold of my hand and leads me as he begins to follow Odin. It's as if I'm drugged as Odin and Thor discuss things of importance, and no matter how hard I try to pay attention, my mind drifts off.

FLASH!

Loki and Thor stared at each other. Thor knew better than to let his emotions get the better of him, and tried to remain as civil with his half brother as he possibly could. It just seemed that Loki had other plans, as if he wanted Thor to kill him or lose control of his temper.

"You must be truly desperate to come to me for help." Loki smirks.

Thor frowns, wishing that he could trust Loki without a doubt, but knows now to keep his guard up around the trickster. He glares openly at Loki, giving him an absolute and chilling warning.

"If you betray me I will kill you." Thor spoke lowly.

Loki merely glances over at Thor, looking merely amused as a grin forms on his face.

"...when do we start?" Loki asks.

FLASH!

Thor's waving a hand in front of my face as I regain myself and I'm looking around frantically until I realize that I'm in Asgard.

"Tyra...are you well?" Thor asked worriedly.

"I think she just had another vision." Jane said.

"So it is true...you are Freyja's daughter. Only a Vanir could have that ability." Odin stared at me in amazement.

"What did you see?" Thor asked me.

"Loki." I barely whispered.

"Did he escape, Tyra Stark?" Odin nearly growled.

Okay...he's scary...note to self: don't make Odin mad.

"I- -I don't know...it was just a random vision...I couldn't really make anything out of it...sir." I muttered nervously.

Odin immediately calmed down and gives me an apologetic look.

"I apologize if I frightened you." Odin nods at me.

"So...this Aether...is there some of it inside me?" I changed the subject.

Odin grabbed my hand and raised his other hand over my arm as if trying to scan my arm or search for something.

"You have a lot of Aether, more so than Jane Foster." Odin started.

Oh wait what?!

"...however, because you are not entirely mortal, you'll be able to live, you should be able to handle having the Aether inside of you, meaning you will not die from it. But we must rid of it from the both of you...the power of the Aether must never fall into the wrong hands. It would also be too much for either of you to handle. Aether is never a solid form. It is fluid...it is dark matter. Malekith sought to use the Aether to return all the realms to darkness. After centuries, my father Bor had triumphed and hid the Aether. Bringing about peace that lasted for thousands of years." Odin finished.

Malekith! Wait...he kills Thor's mother right? I should warn them while I still can! It's the only reason I even wanted to come here! To prevent the bad shit from happening in the first place!

"Does your little book mention how to get that stuff out of us?" Jane asked.

Odin glanced over at her, not caring so much for Jane's wellbeing.

The fuck is his problem towards Jane? Is it because she's a human?

"No, there is not." He simply replied.

"What if dark elves try to come to Asgard for the Aether?" Thor asked.

"There are no more dark elves in existence..." Odin answered.

Yeah...I wouldn't be so sure about that.

"How can you be so sure?" Thor questioned him.

Odin didn't reply and gently looped my arm with his. I was extremely confused at such a gesture, but I had a feeling it was because I was Freyja's daughter. Odin seemed like a cold calculating type of person.

There was the saying about keeping your friends close and your enemies closer right? I could only hope that I wasn't an enemy.

I can recall way back with the New York situation that Thor explained that his father always did things for a reason which included why he adopted Loki.

I wasn't on Loki's side or anything, but...now I kinda feel bad for him.

In a way, I can now understand Loki's actions and anger towards Thor and Odin, as harsh as they were. If I had been in Loki's shoes, I might have reacted the same as he did after finding out he was adopted and lived in his brothers shadow most of his life.

I think all Loki ever wanted was a chance, but Odin never intended to give Loki the throne, no matter how much he claimed to love him as his own son.

And after they thought they lost Loki, it seemed like Odin cared less for him. I couldn't decide whether to trust Odin or not. He was harder to read than Natasha and Fury put together, and the thought of that had truly scared me.

I didn't know why I felt this way...I mean...I should trust him...right? He's Thor's father after all.

I manage to separate myself from Thor, Jane, and Odin as I wander throughout the halls of the castle. When I make my way outside, people usher away as they whisper amongst themselves. I lean against a wall nearby and stare at the sheer beauty of the scenery. I commit the imagery of Asgard to memory, hoping I can paint or draw this picture for a later date.

If I return home that is.

I let out harsh hiss as I feel pain coursing through my body, and glance down to see the glowing red liquid energy coursing through my veins. The Aether was almost like a conscious being, like a parasite, feeding off of me.

A parasite, huh? I do not believe to have ever heard being referred to as such. Interesting...

My eyes widened at the loud and nearly demonic voice in my head.

We could do wonderous things together, Tyra Elizabeth Stark. There is more to my power than you realize.

"W- -who are you?" I gasp.

Not who, but what.

"The Aether? So you are a conscious being?" I wondered.

While Aether is a name for which I am known by, I am a sheer force to be reckoned with, I am Reality itself.

"Reality?" I mumbled.

Yes, Tyra. And I see that you have been in contact with the Mind and Space stone.

I find myself grasping at my own hair as I try to will the voice to go away.

"What? Stones?" I stammer.

We are the Infinity Stones. The predominance over the entire universe.

"And you're one of them? The uh...Reality stone? How are you conscious? How are you talking to me?" I ask.

Good...you're catching on quickly.

"I don't...I don't want this. Get out of my head..." I whimpered.

Oh you foolish Vanir. You know not what you speak of. You know not what you could be capable of with me by your side.

"What troubles you child?"

I turn to see a beautiful woman come to me, a look of worry on her face. She seems to notice the distress and pain across my facial expression.

Were all goddesses gorgeous or something or is it just me?

My eyes widened as I recognized the woman. She was Frigga, Thor and Loki's mother.

The courageous woman that died in my vision...

"Hello...you're Frigga right?" I mumbled.

"I am." Frigga then chuckled softly. "You need not be so shy. I do not bite." Frigga teased.

"Sorry...force of habit." I cracked a small smile and glanced back at her, trying to make eye contact.

"Are you Freyja's daughter? I've heard everyone speaking of it. Odin has told me that you possess the ability to see into the future as a Vanir does." She smiled. "You're very beautiful, just like your mother." She complimented.

So I'm pretty much all the talk of Asgard besides Jane huh? That's good to know...

"So I take it everyone knows of me?" I sighed.

What I should say is, "How the hell did word get around so fast?" Man, I hate it when people talk about me...

"Yes, they do...you never answered my question, what troubles you?"

"More like, what isn't troubling me?" I muttered.

"You can tell me." Frigga smiles warmly.

"I...I've been trying to figure out how to get to you." I confessed.

"Me?" Frigga gives me a look of confusion.

"I...I saw you die. And I only wanted to find Thor so that I could warn you." I murmured softly. "I didn't imagine that all of this would be happening."

I felt a hand gently grasp my own.

"You have heart." Frigga kissed my hand in a motherly way.

I was instantly reminded of Loki the moment he took control of Clint's mind with the scepter.

"What makes you so sure? This is technically the first time we've met. You literally know nothing about me." I eye her suspiciously.

"I can see it in your eyes." She simply replied.

Damn...she's like...I don't know how to explain it...angelic? Majestic? Pure?

Frigga gently lifted my arm and saw the old LOKI scar. She gently traces it with her fingers and I can't help but shudder.

"Did my son...give this to you when he tried attacking your realm?" She frowns.

I can see the genuinity in Frigga's worried expression and tone, and I give her a nod.

"I can feel it burn sometimes...like it's being re-carved into my skin again. It's not so bad anymore...I don't really- -"

"I'm truly sorry. He wasn't always like this..." Frigga blurted out.

"It's fine...I kind of understand Loki's actions. I'm not usually one to dwell on the past and hold a grudge, not always. The last time I did that, I almost lost my father." I said. "How's Loki doing so far? I know that you're the reason he's still alive."

Frigga was surprised that I wasn't really bad-mouthing Loki, not like Odin and Thor anyway.

"You're the first to ask about him in such a caring way. He's doing fairly well so far. He's gotten bitter though...I've tried everything in my power to make him comfortable. He kept muttering to himself about you I believe." Frigga answered.

Figures Loki would be a little ticked at me...

"Back in New York- -I mean Midgard, Loki found out about my mother. I thought the visions I'd had were merely dreams or something that I would have from time to time. I didn't think they had any meaning to them. Loki used my visions to his advantage to try and win the battle of ruling Earth. I had one vision though, that he would still lose and that you would be the reason he lives. I told him to run while he had the chance." I then ran a hand through my hair and sighed. "But as usual the stubborn idiot refused to listen to me. Look where that got him." I finished.

Frigga was speechless for several seconds.

"You would do that for my son? Even after what he did to your people?" She raised an eyebrow.

"Why not?" I barely utter.

I kept thinking about my father. After Afghanistan, he was more dedicated to being a better father and he definitely made sure that the world was a better place without his weapons, especially weapons in the wrong hands. He still had that huge ego and that obnoxious personality, but that was only on the surface. Deep down, Tony Stark was actually the sweetest and most caring man you'd ever meet.

"You are different Tyra Stark. Truly interesting if I do say so myself." Frigga smiled. "You must care for Loki to do such a thing." She added.

I wouldn't say that entirely...I mean maybe I care about Loki to an extent...I kinda do need therapy because of him, so I'm not saying we're the best of pals or anything.

"I'm not saying that I care for him, especially after the things he's done to me and my family. But...I've learned not to hold onto the hate. I'm...I'm trying to let go of the pain he caused...to move on."

"I can understand that." Frigga smiled and she brushed my hair from my face. "You should not hide such a lovely face. Now come, we should meet with Thor. I've been wanting to meet the mortal he's in love with."

Frigga looped my arm with hers and led me to where Thor and Jane were. They were talking about Odin, from what I could hear.

"...my father does not know everything." Thor smiled at Jane.

"Don't let him hear you say that." Frigga chuckled.

"Jane Foster, please meet Frigga, queen of Asgard, my mother." Thor introduced Frigga to Jane.

Jane grew shy and waved a little. Thor glances over at me curiously, most likely wondering how I came into contact with his mother. She merely raises an eyebrow at her son, as she gives him an obvious look.

"Hi." Jane gave her a small smile.

The closer I am to Jane, the more pain that I begin to feel coursing through my body.

Get to Jane Foster...and I shall extract part of myself from her.

"How can I trust you?" I barely utter.

Frigga looks at me curiously but doesn't get to question me as alarms begin to sound off.

"The prison." Frigga perked up.

"Loki." Thor lowered his voice dangerously.

"Go." Frigga nodded at Thor.

Thor summoned Mjölnir and flew off to the prison, ready to battle anyone, including his half brother. I felt ready to panic though considering I couldn't even use my tech here. Overall, I felt completely powerless here, and I definitely hated feeling that way. It was unnerving to say in the least. Frigga begins to lead the both of us to Odin, who we notice ushering off guards.

"GO!" Odin yelled.

The guards ran immediately, ready for duty.

"It is nothing to fear." Odin assured us.

"You've never been a good liar." Frigga smiled.

"Take them to their chambers. I'll come when it's safe." Odin said.

"Take care." Frigga told him.

"After all I have survived, my queen still worries over me."

Odin placed his hand on Frigga's cheek in a loving way.

"It's because I worry that you've even survived." Frigga retorted.

I follow Jane and Frigga hurriedly, snapping out of my thoughts when Frigga grabbed a sword sneakily from a guards belt.

"Listen, both of you. I need you to do as I ask and don't ask questions." She told us.

"Yes Ma'am." Jane replied with no hesitation.

I kept silent for a minute or two growing nervous. Deep down, I knew that my vision was going to happen.

Frigga is going to die. I can't just let it happen.

"Frigga...I'm afraid I can't do that." I spoke up.

"You know something don't you?" Jane mumbled softly.

"Frigga...I told you that I saw you die. And I think that this is the moment..."

Frigga seemed surprised at this, but appreciated my honesty nonetheless.

"If it is my destiny then so be it. I will fight for Asgard...for I am their queen." Frigga looked more determined than ever.

"You're not at all bothered by this? I can't let you fight alone. You're too good of a person to die." I mumbled.

"But my death will not be in vain, Tyra Stark. It is okay." Frigga smiled at me.

Much similar to Pepper's motherly and comforting embraces, Frigga gently takes me into her arms and rubs my back as she tries to ease my anxiety. I hadn't actually realized until Frigga touched me that I noticed that I was actually shaking. Frigga notices but doesn't say a word, before she finally pulls back. She begins to run off, and we quickly follow her.

"Come, we must hurry!" Frigga told us.

How the hell was she so accepting about this?

My mind races as we make it to Frigga and Odin's bed chambers. The room itself is beautiful and I find myself staring at all of the decor. However, my anxiety is putting me on edge as I desperately fiddle with my watch, hoping that I can get it working, but to no avail.

"Are you sure there's no o- -other way? C- -can't I help you?" I stutter.

"No. They are after the Aether. You must hide with Jane Foster. Now go."

Frigga smiled and hugged me before pushing me behind a pillar. Frigga stood her ground as two dark elves busted in not even a minute later. I grew stiff and tried to remain calm as best as I could. Jane appeared just as afraid as I was as she hid behind a pillar across from me.

"Stand down creature and you may still survive this." Frigga told the Dark Elf.

"I have survived worse, woman." Malekith replied.

Wait...that voice...it was Malekith! We are so fucked...

"Who are you?" Frigga asked.

"I am Malekith...and I will have what is mine." He answered.

I peeked over to see Frigga kicking Malekith's ass like no tomorrow. I was surprised at how skilled Frigga was with a sword, it looked very similar to Loki's fighting skills.

I wish I could fight like that...

Guilt kept gnawing at me and I grew even more anxious to help Frigga. I perked up in realization, remembering that there was another dark elf that would kill Frigga.

I just have to keep him away from Frigga, and she might survive this.

I crawled on the floor as Frigga and Malekith kept dueling with each other. I hid behind another pillar while ignoring Jane's incredulous look that she was giving me.

Maybe I could kill Malekith...end all of this right now. It's tempting to kill him.

Do it.

"TYRA NO." Jane mouthed at me.

I glared at her and stealthily made my way behind another pillar. I noticed that the fake Jane and myself (an illusion) were trying to make our way over somewhere else to divert his attention. The illusions looked afraid of Malekith as the other henchman guy that I saw in my vision had Frigga in a hold. Malekith made his way over to our fake selves.

"You have something that is mine." Malekith said.

The illusion of myself backs up against a wall as Malekith reached up to touch my face, only to have his hand phase through me and have the illusion disappear. I then took a deep breath as I held the long sharp dagger in my hands and run at the huge henchman. I jumped up on a chair and leapt at the huge bulky guy, plunging the dagger into his back. He dropped Frigga as he howled in agonizing pain. I held on tight as he struggled to get me off of his back and Frigga watched in amazement from the floor. I nodded at her and she could only nod in return as she went to reach for her sword. Finally, the henchman grabbed me and threw me off of his back while also taking out the sword. As I hit the wall, the huge man threw the dagger straight at me and managed to embed it into my shoulder.

AH FUCK!

I screamed as I finally hit the ground and held my shoulder with the dagger sticking out. It was then, that the dark elf managed to make his way over to me.

Kill him. Kill him. DO IT.

Suddenly, Frigga moves in front of me protectively. My eyes widened as I struggle to move, growing desperate to save Frigga.

"Stay back monster!" Frigga yelled furiously.

"Frigga no!" I scream. "Just let me handle this!"

It was like no matter how hard I would try, people I cared about...would die.

Frigga turns to glance back at me, giving me a warm smile. As she tries her best to defend me, everything happens as according to my vision as the dark elf pierces her own sword right into her chest. As Malekith and his companion get away mere seconds after Thor arrives, and I only stand there in absolute shock. I'm shaken to the core as I approach Frigga's lifeless body. Thor's screams are all I can hear as I kneel down and hold her in my arms.

"Oh god..." I breathed out.

My eyes were brimming with tears as I choked back a sob. I put my forehead against hers as I wept silently.

Frigga, queen of Asgard, was officially dead.

It wasn't long until there was a ceremony for Frigga. I wouldn't call it weird considering I knew nothing of Asgard's traditions, but it was certainly a sight to behold. No matter what Jane had told me, all I could feel was endless guilt for what had happened. All I can hear is Frigga's voice in my mind.

'But my death will not be in vain, Tyra Stark. It is okay.'

And she was right, her death would not be in vain. We were going to avenge Frigga. I felt that it was the very least I could do for her. As I watched Frigga's body float out into space. Odin had shot a flaming arrow at the boat carrying her body. As it hit Frigga's body, the entire boat was engulfed in fire as well. Soon enough, the people of Asgard were all firing out flaming arrows. After the entire boat fell, Frigga's body emitted into bright lights which scattered off before becoming part of the stars in space. My eyes brim with more tears as I move to walk away, moving through the crowd of people swiftly. Thor catches up, grabbing my hand and pulling me over to the side.

"You should not put the blame on yourself for my mother's death. She wouldn't want that." Thor told me.

"You know what it's like to fail Thor? The reason I wanted to even come here was to save here. I just...I just thought that maybe...m- -maybe I could change something. Save someone. But I fucking failed." I nearly growled.

I tried walking away again, growing more upset. This time, however, Thor got in front of me to block my path.

"Tyra. You tried to aid my mother as best as you could. I think she would be proud of you despite not knowing you for as long. You made quite an impression on her. You showed great strength and courage. I can assure you that we will end this together. And I will also bring you back to your father after this journey is over."

I can't help but crack a small smile at Thor as he gave me a surprisingly gentle hug. I guess he was trying to be careful of my injured shoulder.

"Thank you, Thor." I mumbled into his chest.

I slowly wrap my shaking arms around him, and can't help but seek comfort from the God of Thunder.