I'm late...The school starts tomorrow and I lost my mind. I don't think I'll be able to post often. But I promise I won't stop writing! Hope you enjoy this one!

The Dvergrs were gathered in the clearing in the forest. Venlingr and his ships were there. He sent groups of Dvergrs to search for the girl down in the town. The Brísingamen was not found in the orphanage and neither did the girl. Venlingr was frustrated. They had only a few days left before Heimdal notice them. They had to quickly find the weapon and leave. He growled quietly.

A group of Dvergrs were in a lot next to the junkyard. They've already checked the outskirts and had to pass the junkyard to head to town. With their guns up, they walked taking precaution. Suddenly, a voice was heard above their head.

"Hey, mulberry!"

Freyja was sitting on a high pile of junks. The Dvergrs all looked at her and raised their guns.

"I'm having a bad day and I could really use some sandbags. Why don't you bring more of your friends?"

One of them made a metal-scratching sound with its throat. Freyja raised her left eyebrow and covered her ear. The sound alerted the other Dvergrs nearby and soon a number of them were surrounding Freyja.

"That's better," Freyja smirked and jumped down from the pile.

The nearest Dvergr pointed its gun at her. Freyja grabbed the gun in a second and pointed it to the sky so the laser won't hit her. In the meantime, she sent the Dvergr fly across the junkyard. Soon another laser was fired but she was already ducking. And the unlucky one who fired it quickly joined its predecessor. Finally the Dvergrs started firing laser guns at once. Someone must have been thinking. The blast caused the dust to blow, thus covering Freyja. When the gun stopped and the dust cleared, Freyja was simply standing there, not a scratch on her. All the beams were gathered like a ball of wind on her open palm. The red energy from the laser turned into white and was condensed into a glowing ball of energy. Seeing the gun had no harm on her, the Dvergrs dropped their guns and drew out their spear. They all jumped at her. Freyja clenched her fist and swung it in the air. The white energy was now in purple, and so was her necklace.

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Venlingr saw a purple ray being released in the junkyard. He nodded the Dvergr nearby to go find out what that was. Was it the girl? If it was, did she find out about the weapon? Before she finds anything else about it, they had to retrieve it. Anxiety flowed inside him like a lava.

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When the squad sent by Venlingr arrived at the scene, Freyja was sitting on top of the pile of Dvergrs. She dragged every unconscious (or dead) Dvergrs and made a tower. She looked down at the squad like a queen.

"I knew there were more,"

The Dvergrs growled and ran toward her at once. Freyja still sat on the top without even flinching. She stared at the Dvergrs crawling over the bodies of their fellow soldiers. Many failed and fell down on the ground. But still a lot of them were clinging on the pile.

"I would love to go on, but days are short, and I have some bad guy to kill. Maybe you heard of him, it's your commander," finishing her word, she snapped her finger. Before the squad came, she found some grenade-looking weapons on some of the Dvergrs. She hid all of them inside the pile of bodies and waited.

When she snapped her finger, the bomb exploded and all the Dvergrs who were either 'on' the pile or 'in' the pile turned into black dust. Of course Freyja was defending herself with her white energy field. Feeling a bit tired, Freyja headed to Mabel and Lucas's house. She had to get them to safety. Then she thought of the town people and stopped. She hesitated for a minute, she remember Cassy, her words, and James. She had to keep the town people safe as well. She'll have to distract the Dvergrs out of town.

Before heading to Mabel and Lucas, she went to Starbucks. There were no customers and Jay was sitting on the chair with the most miserable face she ever saw. When he found Freyja walking in to the cafe, he quickly got to his feet. He rushed towards her and said, "Are you okay? I heard there was a huge fire in the orphanage. I'm so sorry about Cassy."

Freyja couldn't help but laugh a little. Fire? That's what they were told? She shook her head.

"I'm sorry, I don't want to talk about her. I'm here because I need your help."

"Anything," Jay held Freyja's hand.

"Okay, first thing you have to know. I'm an alien from another planet and some evil shit-looking aliens chasing after me." Freyja said without a pause. She stared at Jay's eyes. He was clearly having difficulties processing her words.

He thought for a second of whether or not Freyja was joking. But when he saw her firm eyes, he knew she was telling the truth. Then he lost his mind and his face collapsed.

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They were on their way to the farm, none of them spoke.

"So, we have to protect that necklace? What was its name again? Bri-Brisi-" Jay spoke after a long silence.

"Brísingamen,"

"Yeah, that. Can't we just hide it somewhere?" he questioned.

"I've been hiding in the orphanage for nearly 20 years. And they found me just now, it means they've found a way to find me and the Brísingamen." Freyja rolled her eyes.

They reached Mabel and Lucas's house. Freyja hesitated in front of the door. Jay looked at her and gave a questioning look.

"Oh my god, what am I supposed to say to them?" Freyja panicked.

"Well, you told me already, so the second time won't be hard. I thought they already know about you."

"I never told them I was an intergalactical fugitive, OBVIOUSLY."

Suddenly, they heard a sound of a basket dropping behind them. They quickly turned around to find Lucas and Mabel, back from their little picnic, stunned.

"Shit."

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They all got inside the house and sat on the couch in the living room. Soon, Mabel stood up from her seat and went to the kitchen and started to pack some breads.

"What are you doing, darling?" Lucas asked her.

"Well, according to Freyja, we haven't got much time. We better leave right now." Mabel kept moving busily.

"Mabel, this is serious you might get hurt. I don't want to see anyone else's death again." Freyja begged and jumped out of the couch.

"Then we should hurry, don't you think so?" Mabel threw the car key to Lucas. Freyja and Lucas looked at each other.

"Hey, your chest is glowing, is that normal?" Jay interrupted.

Freyja looked at her chest and took the necklace out from her clothes. It was glowing lightly.

"This is...bad."

"It looks like it can be detected. Just my thought."

"I think you're right."

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Venlingr stood in the junkyard. There were black dust flying in the air and again, no sign of the girl or the weapon. How can she escape his soldiers again and again? Suddenly, the tracker on his hand started to blink. The weapon was not so far away.

"Why can't you catch a little girl? You should be ashamed to be called a Dvergr after your continuous failures!" He yelled at the Dvergrs nearby and they flinched. He stared at them with a burning eye.

"I'll go myself." He grinded his teeth.

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They were following the small dot on the tracker. For some reason, the dot didn't disappear and kept leading them. They were moving in a very fast speed, almost as fast as a car. They were on the highway leading them out of town. Soon, they found the girl flying ahead of them. She was wearing a boots which has levitation function. She found out not long ago that the metal orb she found before coming to Earth can turn into something other than weapons.

Suddenly, she turned right and the Dvergrs quickly chased after her. She was heading to the forest nearby and speeded up. Venlingr was chasing after her as well, but noticed a dot on his tracker was heading somewhere else.

'She is a distraction.' He realised. What a sly thing, did she really think that it will work?

"Take some soldiers with you and follow the weapon." He handed the tracker to the Dvergr named Norðri and he took some soldiers with him and left. Venlingr kept following Freyja.