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Well the story begins...

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When I woke up it was still dark out, I sat up in bed and looked out of the window, I saw the moon still high in the night sky. I knew it was about midnight, I could just tell.

I sighed as I swung my legs over the bed, I could easily see in the dark room, I looked around and found the book I had been reading I skimmed through the rest of the last couple of pages. I sighed and shook my head as I got and placed the book back where I found it, exactly where I found it, I had everything organized so I could find it in my sleep if I wanted to.

I paced along my bookcase, the entire wall was filled with books and scrolls. I hummed softly until I found a book written by Freya, I shrugged and picked it up I frowned when I opened it, it was entirely blank, and there was no reflection. I muttered "Going to give this to mother and ask her about this book.

The door slowly creaked opened, I reached under my pillow and pulled out a short sword as I held it in a defensive position as I glared at the door. Finally the door swung fully open, but there was no one there. I frowned but still was on high alert.

I swung the sword in front of me but there seemed to be nothing, I sighed and said "I do not think it was the wind..." I muttered "Heimdall do you see something entering my room?" I knew he could see and sense just about everything.

I could not sense his reply but I had a gut feeling it was nothing, but I was not going to take any chances. I pulled the shadows to me and then I "Shadow Traveled" away towards Heimdall.

I appeared in front of him, I sighed and said "Greeting Heimdall."

He smiled slightly as he towered over me "Greeting yourself your Highness."

I chuckled and said "Please call me by my name."

We both know we could not do that due to regulations, traditions and such, if I became ruler I was change a few things, but I would rather have been Loki, no responsibilities. But no, no I was the eldest. I was born to rule, to lead.

I sighed as I sat down on the steps next to him.

Heimdall asked "What is on your mind young Prince?"

I sighed again and said "I do not, I thought I felt someone enter my room, the door creaked open on its own. But there was nothing there."

He paused and closed his golden eyes for a few moments before saying after about five minutes, he said "I sense nothing... but there could have been something, for a second my sight was blind for a split moment less than a blink of an eye."

I nodded my head and sighed "Thank you for informing me. What do you think happened?"

Heimdall shrugged his massive shoulders and said "I have no idea Prince Hades."

I sighed and gave him a nod, after a couple of moments I asked "Could we spar please?"

Heimdall chuckled and said "You just wanted to spar against me did you not?"

"No, this was not my intention, but I would love to if you were offering. I heard that you are one of the best there ever was!" I said actually excited for another chance to spar against Heimdall. Not to mention that Heimdall uses a sword! I actually like swords and daggers. Those types of weapons really does seem to fit me.

He smiled down and said "Very well summon yourself a good sword, take your time and get a great sword, not a cheap throw-away one."

I nodded my head as I closed my eyes I focused on the sword itself, I could feel what was right, I made it double edges, straight about four inches wide and about five feet long. It had a cross-guard that was about four inches long on each side, it was also sharp and the ends was spiked, the handle was simple but formed fitting in my hand. The pommel was about two inches in diameter and it also had a two inch spike on the end. The entire sword was black as the night sky void of stars.

It slowly formed in my hand I poured my heart and soul into it, I poured my love, my hate into the sword. I poured darkness into it, slowly it began to form and take the shape I had in my mind's eye. Soon it was complete, my first true weapon designed and made by me. I smiled as I showed my sword to Heimdall.

He gingerly took it from my hand, and it fit his large hand easily as it could fit my two hands. He swung it around a little and said "This sword is perfectly balanced Prince Hades, and it is made out of a material I have yet seen."

I asked "Do you think it will work for sparring?"

Heimdall chuckled and said "It is better than that, this will even work for me." He said with a warm smile "You never seem to fail me, you are always bettering yourself." He gently handed it back to me.

I asked "Are you ready old man?"

He smirked as he said "Are you ready?" Without waiting for me to respond he drew his sword and swung at me forcing me to roll to the right and back, I landed on the balls of my feet as I lashed out with my sword he easily blocked the black blade with ease, he swung down forcing me to block, I knew if the sword was weak it would shatter, if it was only okay it would snap in half, but if the sword was good, if the sword was excellent, then it would hold out.

The was a concussive shock wave as the swords impacted forcing me to my knees, but the sword held firm, I quickly angled my sword's point down as I used the angle to trap Heimdall's sword down as I went for a head shot kick. But I forgot that he was far stronger than I weighed as he flicked me up into the ceiling of the Bifrost.

I grunted when I hit the top I landed on the ground with a loud THUD, I groaned softly as I swayed to my feet. My sword had been lost some where in the shadows.

Heimdall asked me in a caring voice "Are you okay Prince Hades?"

I nodded my head as I saw doubled visions.

He sighed and said "Looks like we are done sparring for the night your Highness, it is time for you to see your mother about your power and magic training."

I sighed as I look out at the sky, I saw the sky was turning pink, I bowed to him before I shadow traveled back to the palace.

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(Time Skip: 8 Hours Later)

I was mentally drained after training with my mother for the past seven and a half hours, I was resting a little bit as I was allowed to eat some boar and cheese. I sighed tiredly, but I loved spending time with Freya, it was like a lost opportunity that I never had in my first life, and I was taking advantage of that. Not to mention it was increasing my power and skill which may or may not be my primary goal...

Freya was waiting for me in a large private room in there she taught me more spells and enchantments, I quickly learned that I had a knack for enchantments I made an endless book that never ran out of pages which I use so I do not forget who I am and where I came from and what was to happen should I not interfere too much. I chuckled a little as I said to her "Mother, when can I join the Hunt? I am ten years old now."

She smiled and said "I know, but I would rather have you around a little longer, maybe next year?"

I sighed and said softly "Okay mother, but make it two years so that I would be twelve and I would learn more from you... everything you have to offer."

Freya paused and thought about it heavily, she looked into my icy blue eyes before nodding "Fair enough, I will do that."

I again sighed not sure why I let her influence me the way she does, but I do know that I truly do love her as the mother I never had and always wanted... the one I have always needed. I smiled slightly and said to Freya "I love you Mother."

She smiled and said to me "I love you too my Prince."

I smiled slightly and said "Mother... is it true that we all have our own powers and gifts?"

Freya sighed and said "Yes Hades, every one on Asgard has their own unique skill, power or gift. Some are more powerful than others."

I nodded my head and said "I-I think my powers are from darkness and the cold... I have influence on both and you know of the first."

"I know, I noticed it when you were born." She sighed and said "When you were born the lighting around seemed to dim and darken... your eyes were pitch black and your skin was cold as a Frost Giant's." Freya said as she reached out and placed a hand on my shoulder. She continued "You did not wail at first when you were born... You did not make a sound for several hours later."

I sighed and nodded my head as I began to process every thing that has happen to me, I asked "When did my eyes become blue?"

She smiled a little with a blush and then said "After your first meal."

I blushed as I knew what she meant, I gave her a nod and said "Thank you mother."

She kissed my on the cheek and said "You are welcome my Son." She smiled and lightly swatted my shoulder "Go, it is time for your training."

I smiled a little knowing things were going to change.

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(Time Skip: 2,000 Years)

(Hades's Point of View)

I pinned Tyr down with ease as I stood up, I looked around and bellowed "Are you nor entertained?!"

I looked at Odin... my father he held no emotions just a blank slate his single eye bore into my own eyes, I narrowed my eyes in anger.

Someone announced "Clotuali is the winner!" he muttered under his breath "...again." Clotuali means The Cold One... I have earned that both literally and figuratively. My real name here since the first battle that happened about a nineteen hundred (1,900) years ago, it became Dauðr Móðr, Meaning "Fury of Death" or "Death Fury", I earned that one as well.

It was during the first battle of Jötunheim, home world of the Frost Giants, I became darkness, I became immune to the cold as I lead the charge, I fought like a demon destroying every thing in front of my. The touch of the giants did not give me frost-bite like it did on every one else, but I was immune to it. And I was like a death incarnate.

Though I was not invulnerable, I have a scar from my chest to my stomach when I went to save Skadi from a death blow from behind, I killed the giant dog like creature, but I needed immediate healing, she called down the Bifrost and carried me to my mother who was already preparing the healing beds knowing that wars always, always caused death and wounds, though she did not think I would be on the front lines.

I was in a coma for about a year.

Odin was angry that I got myself hurt, not because I was hurt, but rather Freya got mad at him.

Odin and I never, never got along since I told him NOT to go to war when I went for the Great Hunt, he did not even give me a true weapon, though I had my sword that I still have to this day. Odin got glares from Freya and Volva, I could tell he was in some deep, deep crap. I actually was able to trap and tame the great wolf Fenrir. But my father was never pleased, I broke tradition when I did not kill the wolf, though I killed a bear that attacked me so I brought back a kill.

Ever since then he and I never, never got along.

The only thing we had in common was the desire for war, I felt alive in the battlefield.

Over the next century I went to Svartalfheim, Home of the Dwarves.

I spent centuries there leaning everything I could from them, and they helped me create a new weapon, we discussed all types of weapons from spear and trident, to hammer and ax, but we settled on a sword, we made it out of Vibranium and Uru, we placed several dozen enchantments on it both from the dwarves and from Asgard and more. I made in such a way unless Odin became what he was in the movies he would not be able to even touch it let alone hold it.

There were some basic enchantments such as returning to me always, but there were some... more advanced enchantments such as summoning Black Hellfire and coating the blade in black ice, colder than Absolute Zero, and many more enchantments.

I stayed with the dwarves enjoying their company over my Father's, though I did miss Freya.

I came home about ten years ago only to find that he had nearly conquered all Nine Realms, I did not care too much because I knew that he had to in order for things to fall into place... that and the more that died the more power I received so it was a win-win.

Anyways back to the near present I won the contest to see who was the most: Strongest, Skilled, Powerful. I won the first two, my Odin won the last one with ease I was a distant second place, I knew I could become more powerful... I just had to work harder, and longer. I would love to put him in his place.

I sighed as I helped my old training partner to his feet, I smiled and said with a light chuckle "You are getting slow in your old age Tyr."

He laughed and said "Nay, you are getting quicker and stronger. I taught you everything I know and you have passed me in all ways!" He chuckled and said "Come on, lets go to the Feat Hall and have a few rounds of Ale and some Meat."

I chuckled and said "Sounds like a plan my old friend." I playfully hit his shoulder. I was in a good mood, I was actually very popular among the populace, and of that I was very glad, it would make ruling them easier should I have to rule.

Skadi wrapped her arms around me and kissed my cheek as she whispered "Nice work there Hades."

I smiled and said "Only a few people still call me that and you are one of them." I kissed her on the forehead and said "I almost beat you at archery, maybe next time."

She snorted and said "Maybe in a thousands years."

I smirked and said "That can be arranged you know."

Skadi chuckled and said "You know I would not mind joining you two at the Feast Hall.''

The two of us glanced at Tyr he smiled fondly and shook his head "Sure the more the merrier." The big guy had a huge heart for being one of the Gods of War. He lost his left hand when he fed my pet wolf, but he knew that would happen. I never bother asking him that.

I looked around for my other friend, Sif she and I were close but I saw her and Skadi as sisters. I loved them both, but nothing more than sisters, or brothers in arms... er sisters in arms. I could not see her even after we arrived at the bar.

Tyr ate and drank far more than I did, I sat in my corner and sipped on a pint of mead and I had some boar meat and some cheese as watched and listened to everything, always ready to act... always ready to kill.

Skadi was talking with one of the guys at the bar, I glared at them, by them, I mean him. I did not like him, I knew he was a flirt and he would break her heart, but he was the son of one of the diplomats, making him too important to kill. I ice began to form around me and around him, Skadi was used to the cold so she did not noticed it. When I did I sighed and pulled it all back turning it to an ice knife. I sighed and shattered it against the stone floor.

I sighed and said to Tyr and Skadi separately "I have to go, I have to meet with Mother."

And that was true, I told her I would meet with her after the contest and after I came back from my self-exile.

I shook my head away from those thoughts and chugged the rest of my mead and said "Thanks for the mead and meat Tyr." I smiled as he was having a drinking contest with someone and was winning by a landslide.

I left the Hall of Feasting to go to the Palace where my mother should be waiting for me... I really do hope I did not keep her waiting too long... that would not be good... especially for my health...

I quickly Shadow Stepped there to avoid keeping her waiting any longer than I had to.

I smiled slightly when I saw her, she smiled brightly when she saw me.

I said softly to her "I have missed you Mother."

She came closer to me, I thought she was going to hug me, but first she slapped my hard across the cheek and said "A thousands years and only one-hundred letters?!"

I gulped nervously before she hugged me tightly she said "I missed you too my Son..." I smiled as I closed my eyes and hugged her back.

Freya let me go and asked "How have you been in all of these years?"

I smiled and said "I am well, I crafted a new blade for myself and I also got some new armor that was a gift from the dwarves."

She cocked her head and asked "May I see the armor please?"

I chuckled as I slammed my sword into the ground and in a flash of darkness I was in my armor, it was wet ink black and was smooth as polished river stone. The breast-plate was made out of Vibranium as was the helmet, the greaves that protected my shins were made out of Asgardian Steel, the gauntlet was made out of Uru and Vibranium as was the part that protected my forearms. The fingers' tips were sharpened to a razor's point. I had no cape as per my request. The armor had many enchantments to hit making it similar to my sword.

Freya gave a low whisper and said "Impressive Son, very impressive..."

I chuckled as I removed the helmet and it faded back into the armor, I sheathed the sword and the armor turned into a black cloak made up Asgardian Leather. I smiled as I loved the armor and weapons and I liked to show it off. I turned to Freya and said with a small smirk "I sense that there is a new life... is it a boy or a girl, I am hoping for a little brother."

Freya blushed slightly and said "We are not sure yet, I am hoping for a girl... it might soften Odin up."

I growled slightly and said "Or he will turn her into a monster like he nearly did with me. Pray he gains wisdom lest something... may happen to him." My voice turned cold and my eyes went black as I thought of everything Odin had done to me.

Freya sighed and gently shook me back to reality as she said "My Son... you have to forgive your father..."

I sighed and bowed to her "As you wish my Queen." I smirked at her annoyed look and chuckled amused at her. I added "Freya, when do you think he will be born?"

"He?" She asked me, with a smile, "I told you we do not know what it will be."

I shrugged and said "I am not calling the baby an it so yes he."

She shrugged and said "Fair enough."

I smiled a little bit more enjoying my time with my mother, especially because I never knew my own mother.

I yawned and stretched my arms and back as I said "I will retire to my quarters Mother... that is if you approve."

Freya smiled and said "Go get some rest young Prince."

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(Time Skip: 100 Years)
(Hades's/ Clotuali's / Dauðr Móðr's: Point of View)

Thor has been born for about fifty years and Loki was found about forty years ago, they were truly brothers, thought fought each other, they helped each other.

Since Odin adopted Loki he changed, it took me nearly destroying the entire world for him to see the hell of war and what I was telling him about the price of war, I made it a very bloody battle with only my close friends and their friends surviving everyone else was killed along side the enemy. I am not saying it was right, but Odin needed something to wake him up from the delusion he had and that did it.

I spent the last fifty years in Alfheim, the home world of the Light Elves, they were excellent at archery, the way of the Bow and Arrow. I learned more from them though not as much as I did from the Dwarves, though these elves were far more pleasant on the eyes and ears than the Dwarves ever were... though the Dwarves had enough food for me...

I was on my way home to see the family, Odin and I were still distant, but we could be in the same room and we could talk without a fight starting after, so it was a good thing, though neither of us still carried for the other, or that is what I can get from him... Odin can mask his feelings far better than I ever could. Freya had a soft spot for Loki and Odin cared for both of them, though Thor seemed to get more attention than I ever did. Was I jealous? Nope, I am glad for him, besides I have always been more of a loner... even in my own world I had a few friends, but they all ended up leaving me... or dying and then leaving me.

I called out "Heimdall... take me home."

In a bright flash of rainbow colored light I was pulled up towards Asgard, moments later I appeared in the golden dome in Asgard. I smiled at the golden clad gate-keeper and said "Greetings my old friend."

He bowed to me and said "And to you as well your highness."

I sighed and asked "How have things been here?"

Heimdall paused and said "About the same as it always has been."

I sighed and gave him a nod and said "Thank you." After saying that I made my way back to the palace.

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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 second official chapter, I hoped you enjoyed this chapter, I am starting to draw blanks as to where to go from here.

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Death Fury out signing off for now, until next time.