Fisrt disclaimer! I am no historian or someone who really knows a lot about Nose mythology and what not. I am getting my info from Google, TikTok (my new obsession- its pretty bad... really), Rick Riordans Magnus Chase books, and the show Vikings on Hulu. If I get anything wrong, feel free to let me know and I can try to fix it. Also if you know some good Nose traditions, please let me know and I will try to put it into this story. Also! I am no archaeologist, so if I get any of that stuff wrong I am sorry. This story has just been mulling about in my head for months, and I just had to get it out to you all.
Secnod disclaimer! I do not own anything! i am just using the characters of DBZ for my own entertainment. Akira Toriyama gets all credit of creating them and what not.
But I mean come on... the sayain men as Vikings! That is just fucking hot to me. And a little FYI if you have seen the show Vikings on Hulu, Rolo is totally how I picture Raditz as a Viking. But any who! I really hope that you enjoy this.
Hazzah! I do now have a beta, and I am supper excited to say that I have the awesome MariIvyFenta to be my Beta for this story. She has great insight and I know that she will help me turn this story into a master piece that all of you will love. You should go and read her stories, (if you have not yet) they are all page turners. Love them.
Anywho, this chapter has now been updated and the small little errors that it had corrected. I hope you enjoy 33
Ch.1 - Come and find him, Princess
Time travel, magic, Gods, your one true love or destined soulmate; are all things of myth and legends. None are real, or even possible for that matter. You can only hear about them in songs, read about them in fantasy stories, or watch them on the big screen. They are just things made up for our entertainment.
There has never been a more false statement.
This is a story about two souls who are destined to be soulmates and forced upon each other by the power of time travel, magic, and the Gods of old. One a ruthless Viking prince forced to seek the village seer to find the woman who will give him sons. And the other, a thrill-seeking archaeologist, pulled through time for reasons she does not know nor understand.
Vegeta, Norway. 1050 A.D.
"I don't have that much more time to wait for you, son," The King said with a heavy sigh, resting his head in his hand as he gently massaged his temples. His chocolate brown hair flowed straight up in the style of a flame, wild like a pyre. A well-groomed, braided beard hung from his face, a pendant of Odin and the Saiyan crest dangled from two of the braids. A thick bear pelt hung over his shoulders, protecting him from the icy chill outside. Other fur pelts draped about the wooden throne that he and his Queen casually lounged on. His trusty ax and shield lay just against his throne, never too far from his reach.
"We just want to make sure that you find the perfect shield maiden who will bear you strong sons and who will proudly stand next to you in ruling and in battle." The Queen said with a calm smile as she sat on her throne next to her husband. Both of her arms comfortably rested on each of the armrests. One of her fingers idly ran along the sharp edge of the blade of her sword. A matching bear pelt wormed her shoulders. Her jet black hair was pulled back in a complicated design of braids. Her soft chocolate brown eyes looked lovingly at her stubborn son as he paced back and forth in front of the hearth in the middle of the room.
Her son was the spitting image of her husband, the same pyre wild hair and black eyes, seeping with bloodthirst and the thrill of the raid. The Prince's jet black hair and clean-shaven face were the only difference between the two.
"Tch," The Prince turned to face his parents, causing his furs to ruffle around him. "I have no time to search for some perfect woman. The men and I are preparing to go on our next raid this coming summer. We must make sure that the boats are built and ready for it. You do want us to bring you back a healthy amount of plunder, correct?"
"Of course, son," the Kings' voice boomed. "But I am also not getting any younger here. And I want to see you wed and your wife with child before I go. So I ask you to go see the seer, and ask him where you will find that woman."
"The seer?" The Prince sneered. "That argr of a man?"
The King stood from his throne, anger from the insult seeping out of his eyes. "Don't you disrespect our seer. It may not be the manliest of professions for a Viking Sayain man, but he is the best and most powerful seer this kingdom has ever seen."
The Prince rolled his eyes with a growl.
"Now I implore you, go see him and seek his wisdom. See what the gods have to say." With a huff, the King thudded back into his throne. His word-final and unmoving like Thor's hammer, Mjölnir.
The Prince turned on his heels and marched his way out of the room. Growls' rumbling deep in his chest. But he did not make it out the door before his parents stopped him once again.
"Oh and Vegeta," The Queens' voice rang. "Please don't anger the Gods while you are in there. They are always watching."
"Tch," Prince Vegeta took his mother's warning as he marched his way out of the throne room and began to make his way to the far back of the Village, where the seer kept his hut. Vegeta's leather boots crunched in the dirt and snow as he marched through the Village. He passed by many other buildings and people who were hard at work chiseling down wood, feeding the livestock, or sparing. And before he knew it, he stood in front of the one place that he dared not to enter, mostly in fear that his ill-temper will anger the gods. You never want to anger the gods, especially just before a raid.
He slowly lifted his gaze, taking in the wooden hut covered in black cloth and decorated in the skeletons of animals. The presence of the gods, Odin and Freya, radiated around this place. Taking in a deep breath, the Prince rolled back his shoulder, lifted his head high, and entered the hut. The chime of bones announced his entrance to the host as Vegeta walked through a curtain of string and bones.
"Ah, I was wondering when you were going to finally cave into your parent's demands." A deep soft voice sounded from the darkest part of the hut. The front room was dark and dank, two small chairs on either side of a small hearth in the center. Dark curtains covered any window, allowing just the littlest of rays of light to seep in.
Prince Vegeta looked around his surroundings, keeping the look on his face mutual, so as to not let his disgust be known. He remained quiet and just waited for the seer to show himself. If he truly was as powerful as he claimed, then the seer already knew why he was there.
There was a slight rustling from the back of the room as a man slowly made his way forward. The man, like many Norse Saiyan men, wore a thick animal pelt worming his shoulders, on top of his plain tunic and trousers. He had jet black hair that spiked off in many different directions and a handsome beard that any man could strive for. An X shaped scar married his left cheek, creating a small bald patch. The only thing that stood him apart from the rest was the blood-drenched cloth that was wrapped around his eyes, leaving streaks of blood to drip down his handsome face and into his beard.
The seer smirked at Vegeta as the two of them stood there silently.
"Well," Prince Vegeta growled. "You going to tell me what I need to know?"
The seer tilted his head to the side, "Your case is far more complicated than just tell you your fate." Casually he walked around one of the chairs in front of the hearth and sat down. With a small gesture of his arm, he invited Vegeta to do the same. "The gods have told me that I am going to have to finesse with fate a bit to make this happen."
"Finesse with fate?" Vegeta questioned as he skeptically took his seat.
"Yes, Finesse." The seer said with an excited grin. "You see, your soulmate is not of this time. And so I will cast a spell to bring her forth to you."
"Bring her forth?" Vegeta repeated. "So I don't even have to go searching for her. You are going to cast a spell so that she will come to me?" Vegeta asked, completely overlooking the 'not of this time' bit.
"Precisely."
"Well, what are you waiting for? Let's get this spell going." Vegeta said urgently. "I got ships to build for the upcoming raid." He didn't really care what the seer did and or told him, just as long as he did something and help him get his parents off of his back.
The seer chuckled as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a flint to light the fire in his hearth. Once the flames were roaring, and the smoke created a thick blanket above their heads, he began to chant with his hands swaying back and forth through the flames and smoke.
Vegeta sat there, completely entranced with every move that the seer was doing. His vision zoning in and out, his breathing picking up its pace, and his head became light. He tried to shake it to be rid of the uncomfortable feeling but failed. The room began to spin around him as he and the seer sat unmoved in their chairs.
And then everything stopped as the seer, like a striking viper, shot his hand into the coals of the fire and brought out a lump of glowing red coal. Vegeta's eyes widened in shock, fearing for the man's hand, but nothing was happening. The seer held the lump of coal, circling it around his fingers, completely unfazed and unharmed. His chanting became more of a distant whisper as he lightly blew upon the coal, slowly revealing a smooth black rock underneath.
With the spell complete, the seer held out his hand, revealing the stone to Vegeta. "Take this stone, place it upon a stone on her person. Fusing stone from present to future, and not even time can stop true soul mates from being together."
Reluctantly Vegeta reached out and took the stone from the seer. "What do you mean, 'and not even time can stop true soul mate'?"
"She will appear to you like a goddess radiating in blue beauty when you are drenched in red." The seer replied, ignoring Vegeta's question.
"What?" Vegeta asked, getting more confused.
"You have everything you need." The seer stood up from his chair and began to make his way back to the back of the room. "Now go. she will come to you."
With a shrug of his shoulders, Vegeta pocketed the stone and left the hut. Another chime of bones went off as he once again walked through the curtain. The seer stopped in his tracks and looked over his shoulders to the now lightly burning embers. "Come and find him, Princess." He whispered.
And that is chapter one! Also I dont know if you noticed I am going to try to throw in a few old nose words (try to, I am still not really even sure that it is right. But Google said that it was... so).
The word argr is suppose to be an insult to the men who are seers. it means unmanly
Review, please let me know what you think. See you at the next chapter.