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The Hunt Begins
Back at Arendelle
Kevin was lying unconscious in a room at Arendelle General Hospital. His head was wrapped in bandages, his arm with a needle in it as a tube connected to a bag on a pole brings new blood to make up for the some he lost. There is a clip on his finger as a machine next to him measures his pulse. Next to him appears an older man in his mid fifties, stage four balding at the scalp with his dark hair turning gray, he wears a white coat worn by doctors and is carrying a clipboard to take notes. Next to him is a younger man about twenty in glasses and a blue nurse vest.
"You did good bringing him here boy." The doctor said. "But you should have called an ambulance, you could have gotten in trouble for not directly calling the ambulance."
"Mmmmhmmm." Was the younger mans only response. Of course it was in an annoyed tone.
"By the way your mother told me you were at Olaf's before you came here. Did you see any girls. Work the old Dory magic?"
"I saw a girl from my old school….apparently." Dorian replied.
"Apparently?" The doctor asked.
"Well she says we did but I didn't recognize her." Dorian admitted.
"But she recognized you?" The doctor asked curiously yet irritated.
"Dad….Just talked to her is all."
"Son. How many times do we have to have this talk?"
"Uhg! Here we go." Dorian muttered to himself tensley, he knew what was next but he didnt care, he heard it many times before.
"Your never gonna meet people if you don't put yourself out there!" The doctor/Dorians father lectured. "You are twenty-two goddamn years old and a college graduate! You should be able to fuckin talk to people Dori!"
"Sorry dad..." Dorian said mumbling in a tense tone.
"Dont apologize to me. Your the one that is restricting yourself. Your still young the world is your oyster and your so limited! I'm not trying to lecture you….
Oh please yes you are. Dorian thought.
…...What are you going to do when me and your mother dies!? You are going to be fucking alone Dorian!...
I can live with that. Dorian thought to himself irritated.
…...Jesus christ I am so goddamn tired of having this conversation. You know what I give up. I give up. Im done."
Oh please this is the tenth time you've said that. Dorian thought to himself.
And about five more minutes of Dorian being lectured by his father for his lack of social skills. With Dorians father cursing and repeating many of the things he had already said over and over and over again Dorian finally decided to change the topic.
"So how is Kevin?"
"Who?" The doctor asked. "Oh right. He will be fine, no life threatening injuries. Although he suffered a fractured skull and some minor brain damage from the impact. He should wake up in a few days but I don't think he would be the same."
"You think he might have some memory loss?" Dorian asked. His father nodded.
"That. And the trauma could result in increased aggression and violent mood swings."
Dorian turned his head to look at his patient in front of him. He had seen just a glimpse how aggressive and barbaric he was before the accident. He wouldn't be surprised if his father was right, he had seen the state he was in when he brought him over here and he saw some of the CAT scans of Mr. Hansons' brain after bringing him in. He had figured out that the idiot might have some changes in his personality as a result of this he just needed another opinion. Truth be told he was worried about what would happen when he wakes up.
"Alright. We've done all we can. I'll go notify the family." Doctor Romanov made his way to the door, but he stopped when he noticed his son wasn't following. "Aren't you coming along?"
"Uh I think i'll keep an eye on him for a while. Until his family gets here at least." Dorian replied, not taking his eyes off Kevin. Despite the words his face was still and his tone was as robotic as ever. But his father simply smiled.
"Your such a great kid, son." The doctor said before he closed the door, leaving Dorian alone with Kevin unconscious, in front of him.
Back at the Diner,
Elsa, Joan, Kristoff and Anna paid the bill with their pocket money and started thinking of their next move. They knew they had to get Elsa in Scotland but they had to wonder how they were going to get there. They all unanimously decided that taking a airplane was a bad idea since one of the guys after them could make thunderstorms.
Kristoff suggested that they take Thor's flying car (since his got totaled) but Joan pointed out that the other gods could track them from it and that the god himself was probably breaking free at this moment.
So now they were waiting at the nearest bus stop hoping to get a ride to Corona City where hopefully a friend of Kristoff's could help them out. Kristoff was sitting nicely on the bench, Elsa figured he was still creeped out by her so she was leaning against the "bus stop" sign, while Joan was standing next to Elsa and Anna was sitting next to Kristoff on the bench between them.
Anna looked over at Kristoff and decided it was time to break the deafening silence.
"So Kristoff, are you sure Eugene can help us?"
"First of all he likes to be called 'flynn'. Second, yes, I was just texting with him now, said that we were in trouble and needed to get to Scotland and he said he could hook us up with a ride."
"Wait you told him we were 'in trouble' and he still decided to help us?" Elsa asked.
"Well, the thing is we haven't talked to each other in a while because he….uh….kind of has a record." Kristoff admitted.
"You never told me you had a friend with 'a record'." Joan said.
"Yeah well you never told me that you were dead." Kristoff said tensely.
"You never asked." Joan replied with an annoyed tone, yes she could understand why he and Elsa were upset with her but now this was getting annoying.
"Ok enough!" Anna finally shouted, she was getting annoyed as well. "Look I know that you all feel confused and upset with Joan at the moment but you can't just keep being mad at her like this." Then she turned to Elsa. "Elsa, you forgave me after I bullied you."
"That was a long time ago Anna. You were a kid and you grew up, which is more than she can say." Elsa said eyeing Joan with distrust.
"Ok you know what. It's just us. No gods. So Joan, I think that we would all trust you better if you tell us a little about yourself." Anna said.
"What more could I tell you?" Joan asked still feeling glum.
"Well I think we would all like to know who you are. Like where you were from….originally I mean, obviously we don't mean Asgard. How you died. Where your from..."
"You already said that." Elsa said coldly to Anna. "But yes Joan, I think I we would both start trusting you again once we know the REAL you." Elsa gestured Kristoff, who was nodding in agreement.
Joan took a breath and began to speak. "Alright. Well everything I told you about myself was true. My name is Joan Simpson and I am from Boston. Except, I was born in 1893."
"18. 93?" Elsa asked skeptically.
"Oh my god, I had sex with an old lady." Kristoff said. Joan scowled at the statement.
"Hey this ass wont be sagging for an eternity buddy. Anyways once the Great War started, or world war one as you know it, I got drafted as a nurse. For two years I worked in the hospitals, treating patients, saving lives. Actually I made friends with a WAC named Mulan. Really liked her she was tough as nails. Never let the guys put her down."
"I'm sorry did you call her a wack?" Kristoff asked, it seemed odd she would insult someone she considered a friend.
"I mean she was in the Women's Army Corps. Granted, she was a chinese-american so there was some distrust but she managed to do ok. Caught the eye of private Shang, another chinese-american. Fell in love, planned to get hitched after the war was over and asked me to be the bridesmaid. Life was good..."
"So what happened?" Elsa asked, starting to feel sorry for her friend again, especially seeing how she was smiling slightly when telling her story then fell to sadness when Elsa asked her the question.
"It was the last year of the war." Joan said looking away. "There were heavy losses in this town in britain and they asked me to fly down there and help with the losses. So they put me in this small tent in the army base and I started tending to the people there. But then the damn Austrians came out of nowhere and started bombing us. All the other nurses were hiding and I wanted to hide too, but then I remembered something Mulan told me and I said to myself 'No! Fuck these Ass-holes.' So I threw off my stethoscope, picked up a shotgun and charged outside. I did well for someone who hadn't held a shot gun before, if I do say so myself. But then some ass-hat got me in the back of the head, coward." Joan said sneering. "Anyways next thing you know I wake up in this golden room surrounded by some dead friends and some people who I shot, and were all surrounded by these super-buff women in golden chest plates and they were just like 'Were the Valkyries, your in Valhalla and Odin chose your souls to fight in Ragnarok now get to training.' Bitches." Once again, sneering the last word.
"What that's it? No 'sorry for your loss' or they didn't try to break it easy to you or anything?" Kristoff asked truly surprised.
"Nope. I had to find everything else out myself so please if you have any more questions please feel free to ask. Elsa I can tell your still skeptical." Joan said looking at Elsa, but before she could speak Anna butted in.
"So Joan now that you've been 'brought back from the dead' are you like them now. Like the gods I mean."
"Well I cant do magic mumbo-jumbo like them if that's what you mean, but this new body is ageless, I have the strength of 100 men, and am invulnerable to almost anything."
Kristoff raised an eyebrow. "Almost?"
Joan continued. "Well anything humans can make I mean. You can shoot me, stab me, hell even drop a nuke on me and I won't even bleed. But if it's a weapon made by Asgardian steel, or energy from something divine like another einherjar or a god, then it can still harm me. Sure I can heal really fast too, but if it is a really bad wound and I cant heal fast enough then I could end."
"End? You mean die again, right?" Anna asked.
"No, I died once and they put me in this new body, should the day come that it is damaged beyond saving then I don't go to Valhalla, hell or wherever else people go these days I just end. Lights out Joan."
Everyone was looking at Joan with wide eyes. They couldn't imagine that, just ending at that moment. Was it like a dreamless sleep? Like someone hit the pause button and never pressed play? None of them liked that idea.
"Sorry Joan." Elsa said.
Joan shrugged.
"That is the fate of everything if Ragnarok comes, that is why Odin really wants you dead."
"But there's something I still don't understand. I mean yes Elsa is really powerful but what about the other Frost Giants?" Anna asked.
"The other frost giants?" Joan said uncomfortably.
"Yeah, Elsa's mom and the rest of her kind. Why is Odin worried about one girl when there is an entire realm of them?" Anna asked.
Just as the bus pulled up.
"Oh look the bus is here." Joan said hastily, and quickly got up making her way to the transit, but the man in the driver's seat stopped her.
"Halt." He said. "Pay first."
"Will this bus take us to Corona?" Elsa asked.
"It will take you to another stop which will take you to Corona. Two bucks a person."
"I'll handle this guys you already paid for dinner." Anna said handling the driver her credit card, he swiped it but there was a red light and a beep.
"It's empty." He said handling the card back to Anna.
"Wait what!? It can't be I-" Anna stopped suddenly and slumped slightly. "Oh…."
"What?" Joan asked.
"My dad. He said he would cut me off remember, this card wont work anymore." Anna said sadly.
"He did it that fast?" Said Elsa.
"He knows people." Was all Anna could say. She then took out a some "ones" and a "five" from her wallet before putting it back away. "Here." Anna said handling the man her cash.
"Alright, but you gotta do something about her." The driver said pointing at Joan.
"What?"
"Ma'am your not wearing a shirt."
Joan looked down and realized he was right, she was still in just her bra and pants.
"Jesus the restaurant didn't have a no shirt rule."
"Here." Kristoff said handing Joan his sweatshirt, he had a white shirt underneath so he was fine. Now Joan was covered once she put it on.
"Ok come along." The driver said.
"As they made their way on the bus to their seats, Elsa took her seat close to the window, Kristoff sat in front of her. Anna was looking at them deciding who she should sit next too but Joan put her hand on her shoulder.
"If it's ok with you Anna I would like to sit next to you."
"Oh sure Joan." Anna said, though she was surprised by her request.
As they sat in the seats across from Elsa, Anna looked over at her cousin and crush as the vehicle started moving. Kristoff was on his phone (probably talking to Sven) and Elsa was looking out the window like a lonely child. Then Anna turned to Joan.
"So Anna, I managed to get something for you." Joan said as he pulled out a golden belt from under her, or rather Kristoff's, and pulled out a golden belt.
"Where did you get that?" Anna asked. Looking back she could barely remember Joan wearing it when they were walking to the diner and when eating, but of course Anna was busy thinking of other things at the moment to notice a new belt.
"I got it off of Thor." Joan said proudly. "It grants the wearer great strength." She then put the belt in Anna's hands. "I figured you should wear it. Elsa would kill me if you got hurt and unless you weren't paying attention before, NOT looking forward to dying twice."
"Wait so will this make me as strong as you?" Anna asked as her eyes were glued to the belt.
"More or less. When we get to Eugene's place we'll test it out and teach you some moves."
Both women share a giggle at this.
As this was happening, a tall skinny man with long brown hair was kneeling over Thunder as he hacked away at the ice with a silver hunting knife. He wore a leather suit and pants that looked like tanned skin of humans of various races, along with some goat, cow and horse, stitched together making it look like a plaid suit. Over his shoulders was a shoal of wolves skin, it's paws falling down his chest, and his shoes were an even stranger sight. They were more miss matched than his attire, they didn't even look like each other, they looked like someone took the leftover scraps of shoe souls, buckles, leather, plastic from running shoes and rubber boots, then stuck them all together into a shoe shaped monstrosity. As he was hacking away at the ice his stare was diverting over to Thunder's own shoes (which he removed before hacking) and chucking to himself.
"The great and mighty Thunderer." He says with a sarcastic tone and a smug smile. "Defender of Asgard, slayer of Jotun. Taken down by a Jotun-dwarf and a girl."
"One was the daughter of the winter goddess and the other was an Einherjar. Who by the way has been training for almost a century and knew where to strike!" Thor said defending himself.
"Dress it like anyway you like big bro. But it looks like you've lost your….thunder. HA!" The skinny man said as he backed away one more time at the ice, just enough so that the thunder god could break himself free.
The skinny man stood up, covered his face from the flying ice shards as Thor broke himself free of the ice. He stood up, rubbing his arms for warmth but bent down to grab his shoes. Unfortunately his brother snatched them before he could grab hold.
"HEY!" Thor said trying to reach his shoes, but his brother held them behind him with a smug look on his face.
"Sorry, but your shoes are my payment." He said.
Thor was furious. "I will crush you!"
"How? You can't lift your hammer without your gloves. And without your belt. Me on the other hand…..." Thor then stepped back a little, his face twitching with a hint of fear as the gold knife came to his throat. His brother was smiling like a mad man like he had been itching to cut somebody all day.
Thor swatted his brothers hand away and his face went dead serious again. "Keep the shoes. If you excuse me I need to see the Trolls. Have them make me a new belt, better golves then I will…."
"Be sitting your fat ass on Asgard." The skinny man said cutting Thor off.
"You see father thinks that this defeat is worthy of revenge…...We both know that is my jurisdiction."
"You? HA! I couldn't handle them what makes father think YOU could?" Thor asked, but the look on his brothers face did not falter.
"Because I got help." The skinny one said as he pulled out a whistle from his pocket. It was a dogs whistle, but it was rusted, looked really old. Yet he blew on it and though neither men heard anything a wolves call was heard in the distance. Thor's face paled and turned back to his brother in deep shock.
"HOW! COULD! YOU LET THAT THING FREE!?" Thunder boomed, but his brother just shrugged.
"Dont worry, I got him in a collar. Besides he knows I can always use my shoe."
Thor turned around in a haste. He got into his car, turned it on, it hovered into the air then it flew off into the sky. The skinny brother just looked on with a grin. He was ready for a hunt.
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