Chapter Thirteen

When they arrived inside the wide, open palace they saw three sorceress and three sorcerers sitting in high chairs at least seven feet above them. They didn't look surprise as they saw Loki, Rebekah, and Thor carrying Katherine approach them.

"Why have you come?" the oldest sorcerer asked in a wheezy voice. "Asgardians are not allowed without a proper invitation."

"We have heard a rumor that you store the fountain of life and we would like to have it," Loki said without a hint of regret. "My sister is dying as you can clearly see and this one," he said motioning towards Rebekah. "Has the goal of becoming mortal."

"Please," Rebekah begged, her blue eyes widening. "I will do anything to become human again. I want a normal life as a human and I promise I will leave as soon as possible."

A sorceress with bright red hair peered at her curiously. "You come from Mignard, tell me what species are you?"

"Vampire. Original vampire."

"Well, we will help you, I never did like the idea of different species in Mignard." the red hair woman turned to Thor and Loki. "However, we will not help your sister. We do not help mortals."

"She is not mortal, or she wasn't." Thor shook his head jumbling his words together. "She was a Goddess, Katerina of Asgard. The Goddess of Love and Beauty. Please I beg of you help my sister, she's dying."

A blond sorceress questioned him. "You are children from Frigga, is that correct? Your mother was born and raised her before she married Odin."

"Yes," Thor said quickly, and he notice that Loki was growing impatient. "Please, yon must tell us does the fountain exist? We need to use it for our sister."

The blond gave a sly smile. "It does, but you need to find it. We will give you a clue, if you find it the fountain is yours to keep."

Their faces were filled with confusion.

"My sister is dying," Loki snapped. "We don't have time to find the fountain when all you have given us is a measly clue."

"Loki, you arguing isn't going to-"

"Shut up. I'm getting things done, something that you obviously aren't doing."

"Enough," the blond woman said. "Listen to the clue because it may be the only way to get what you want. A hundred souls all buried into one, a blue veil shields them. I wish you the best of luck."

Elena, Damon, Stefan, Caroline, and Klaus stepped into the wide gates neither of them bothering to say a word about the strange realm.

The blond sorceress, Freya rested her hand on her chin. "More travelers, from Mignard. It has been much unexpected. You are all a species aren't you?"

"Vampires, yes love." Klaus smirked, determine to use his charm. "And I'm guessing my sister, another vampire and her companions have already passed through here."

Freya nodded.

"Please," Elena piped in. "Can you tell us where they went?"

Freya stared at her for a moment. "You look just like her, Frigga's daughter, Princess Katerina."

"She's much nicer," Damon wrapped his arms around Elena's shoulder. "And definitely more likable."

"I wasn't talking to you." Freya said coldly. "I will give you the same clue I gave them, no more and I wouldn't advise you to test me on it. The clue is: A hundred souls buried into one, a blue veil shields them."

They watched as they left in an annoyed, bitter way not bothering to challenge them.

"It was clear that they wanted to stop the former travelers from getting the fountain." The red head woman murmured.

"I know," Freya rested her head against her chair. "It has been so boring lately, I consider this a form of entertainment."

"A hundred souls all buried into one," Loki had been murmuring the riddle for over half an hour. "Maybe we should check out a cemetery, brother."

"You're murmuring and sarcasm isn't helping anyone either, Loki." Thor snapped.

"A blue veil shields them." Rebekah repeated frustrated at herself for her lack of Norse mythology. "Do they mean the night sky or-" her voice trailed off.

"Water." Loki said after a moment. "Remember the story that mother use to tell us about the spirits of the water?"

"Yes the condemn souls." Thor said. "Are you saying that the fountain is inside the Lake of the Lost Souls?"

"It's the riddle itself, a hundred souls all buried into one," Loki shrugged. "There must be thousands of souls by now and like Rebekah said-"

She smiled brightly. "A blue veil shields them. The water from the lake."

Recollecting from what they could remember from their mother's stories they found the lake exactly where they said it would be, between three large stones with ancient marks.

Rebekah looked down, it was a simple enough lake from the outside, but if you looked closely there were a hundreds of ghastly, human heads crammed in there and even though there were no sounds, their faces seemed to be pressed in permanent pain.

"Can't you just use magic to pull it out?" Rebekah asked nervously.

"No, it has some sort of shield around it. You can't use magic to get in." Loki said as he looked at the lake. "It's a sort of purgatory for this world, I must admit they were clever when it came to hiding it. Nobody would dare look for it here."

Thor placed Katherine on the floor and turned back to Loki and Rebekah. "In five minutes you pull me out, I'll get the fountain by then."

Then he saw something shine. Something gold. He hurried to get it, but the angry souls seemed to try to use their hands to pull him back further. Thor felt as if the air was slowly leaving his body. Thor stretched out his hand further until he felt his hands around the sharp points of the fountain.

He felt Loki and Rebekah pull him out.

"Did you get it?" Rebekah asked eagerly, briefly ignoring the fact that Thor almost drowned.

Thor nodded as he handed Rebekah the small, gold miniature object in the form of a fountain.

"That's it?" Loki looked annoyed. "That so called fountain is pathetic."

Rebekah ignored him, not even Loki's sarcastic comments could ruin this day. This was her chance she was finally going to be human. "There is a seal." She pulled it back and resting under the bottom part of the fountain were four small tubes with orange liquid.

"Thor." They head Katherine mumble.

Thor gave Rebekah an anxious look. "Lady Rebekah."

Rebekah nodded as she gave one of the tubes to Thor. He opened it and gave it to his sister in small droplets. Rebekah eagerly turned to pull out her own tube when Loki snatched it away.

Loki dangled the tube over Rebekah's head.

"What gives?" Rebekah asked annoyed. "Give it."

"Are you sure you won't regret it? There is no second chance." Loki taunted. "And no offense, but something tells me you won't make a very good human."

"Yes, I'm sure." Rebekah snapped as she took the tube from Loki's hand. Pulled the cork and drank the sweet orange liquid. Rebekah felt a strange sensation in her body as if it were tickling her tummy. The sensation stopped almost immediately and her eyes closed.

-End of Chapter Thirteen-

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