The Unforeseen Asgardian Chapter 2: Where am I? Who am I?, a thor fanfic

I do not own any thing, all of the rights go to Stan Lee (formerly), Marvel and to Disney.

Well ever since I saw Thor 3 and Infinity Wars, I wanted to try this and see how it goes.

Well the story begins...

(First Person Point of View)

Pain, all I could feel was pain. My entire left side was crushed from the drunk Semi driver, I could feel the blood filling up my lungs, I could not move, I groaned as loud as I could as I tried to move, but the warped metal held me like a vice pinning me to the wreckage. I could feel Death's breath on breathing into my soul, I could feel myself dying, and I was not fighting, the pain was too much as I allowed myself to black out and let the soothing touch of Death numb the pain. I felt myself relax.

I opened my eyes and saw a beautiful woman, she carefully caressed my left side of the cheek before she nodded to her self, she said something in another language that I did not know or understand, and I was met with a male, I could see and feel his power. I felt compelled to knell before them.

The man chuckled and said "There is no need to bow to anyone just yet youngster."

I stayed down for a few moments before standing up, I asked "Who are you..." I glanced at the woman and nodded in her direction "And you."

The man said "I am Cameo-"

I muttered and said "And that is why you look like Stan Lee..." I paused and looked at the female, I said softly "And she must be Death..." I sighed and asked softly "I am dead aren't I?"

Cameo nodded his head and said "Yes and no... you are dying with about five percent of survival, and with being a cripple if you even survive... but I have another option I think you would like." He paused like a sell's man seeing if I took the bait.

Like a fool I asked "What is the option..."

Cameo smiled and said "You will get reborn as a character in the Marvel Multiverse."

I grinned and said "Spider Man!"

Cameo shook his head and said "Been taken."

I paused and asked "Iron-Man?"

"Nope." Cameo replied to me.

I smiled and asked "Captain America."

Cameo said "No, I will give you a hint. Villain."

I frowned in thought before asking "Thanos?"

He shook his head and said "No, close but no."

I paused again thinking of some villain "Loki?" I asked hopefully.

Cameo shook his head yet again and said "Closer but no banana kid."

I sighed and said "I am not sure sir."

The woman nodded to him and said "Let him find out." She smirked a little before she faded into the shadows.

I looked at Cameo before he said "Lights out kid."

The next thing I knew I was floating in warm darkness.

(Line Break)

(First Person Point of View)

I woke up stuck tight in a type of blanket, I wiggled trying to escape it. It felt worse than a straight-jacket.

I felt my eyes burning out of frustration... but I realized I was beginning to cry. I thought to myself 'What the Hel is going on with me?!'

But shortly after that a woman came into the room from behind me, I heard the door open and a sweet perfume fill the room, but I was still unable to move.

I began to wail like an infant unable to control myself at all as I allowed instinct to control me.

The woman picked me up and cradled me, I felt safe in her arms as she sung to me softly. I closed my eyes relaxing to her voice feeling safe.

She kissed me on my forehead and said "My sweet prince."

A few moments later a regal person came into the room, he looked at me and I had to flinch, he wore a golden eye-patch, he boomed "My Son Hades!"

His loud voice made my ears ring as I began to cry again, the woman hissed "Odin!"

I fainted when I heard that, I knew then when and where I was, I was likely on Asgard, and I was Hades, son of Odin and the son of Freya. Based on the name, I am going to guess that is the male version of Hela, though Hades is Greek.

The next time I woke up it seemed as though years had passed as I wore a long shirt and a type of diaper.

I began to walk around the room, I assumed was mine, I was left alone in there, I had a feeling this was not the first time this had happen, memories of the time that has pass came to me as I began to remember who my parents were and how they were, Odin was very busy and Freya took care of me, I was a mama's boy.

I looked around the room and I saw a mirror, I looked like I was about three maybe four years old, I nodded to myself accepting there was no way around this, but I began to noticed a few thing about me already. One thing was that my hair was midnight black. The second thing was my skin was a corpse like pale. The third thing I noticed was that my eyes were an icy blue, cold and distant.

I shook my head and pulled my longish hair.

About a minute later Freya came in with a bright smile "It is lunch time my little Prince."

I smiled a little feeling love for her as I said ''Thank you mother."

She beamed at me as she scooped me up in her arms and blew raspberries on my neck and chest making me giggle and squeal like a child. Freya chuckled softly as she carried me to the kitchen for some food.

I smiled as I cuddled into her feeling safe in her arms.

I once again do not own any thing, all of the rights go to Stan Lee (formerly), Marvel and to Disney.

Well here is the first official chapter, I will begin thee training and such in the next couple chapters.

If you have any ideas of what you want to see happen please drop a review and or Private Message me.

Death Fury out.