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They returned to his Chamber unharmed, with a loud crash. She was covered in a few scratches, nothing serious.
"What the fuck was that?!" he screamed, breathing deep. She sat in silence for a second, catching her own breath.
"I don't know. Who did you piss off?"
He swung around, argerily. "Who did I? Do not play stupid with me, little girl."
She turned to face him, face red, eyes glowing; purple?
"Do not call me a little girl."
"You Svartalfheim bitch." he spat at her.
She was taken back, her eyes calming and fading back to their emerald color. He stepped close to her fast, grabbing her arm tight.
"Tell me of your plans, dark one. Now!" he demanded. She focused and her eyes turned a light purple and she vanished quickly, a puff of smoke. Reappearing on his bed, she sat, up right.
"I have no plans, do not accuse me of that. I didn't want to come here or have to go back to Midgard. That is your fault." She hissed at him. He was taken back for a moment, but not any less angry.
"Who are you? Can you at least tell me that? Tis not safe to travel south as of now, as we see. You will be here til it is, and I ask to know those who will be using my chambers."
She looked down at her feet, not wanting to accept facts, then back up at him.
"My name is Kilani, but call me Kali. And as for calling me a Svartalfheim bitch, shut the fuck up. You know nothing."
"I know where I was and what I saw. What I just saw you do to get over there!" he snapped at her. His rage was taking over the better part of him, his blood starting to boil, tips of his ears turning a dim red. He needed to calm down, but after the recent incident, he wasn't sure he could, and he wasn't sure he could trust this girl.
She bit her lip, and responded with, "Well I guess that's what happens when a dark elf fucks your mom. You become this. You want to know what the fucks going on? I'm hungry. And I'd prefer night clothes if I have to stay here." She barked at him. He did not take well to being barked orders. He wanted so bad to throw her against a wall and show her who the King was when she was here. But he would not. As mad as he was, he had learned some control; though he didn't like it, it was an aspect he now posessed.
While Thor went off, once again, to find her something to wear for her slumber, Kali, reluctantly, got comfortable. She took off her shoes and explored the bedroom and bathroom of the chamber. She wanted to take an actual nice hot bath in that tub, she knew that. And that bed, god, it was so comforable.
"Kali," Thor called as he came in through the garden entrance. "I have found you night clothes. I would also like to change. You may use the bathroom to do so, I will change out here." Kali didn't say anything to him, she just grabbed the clothes and walked into the bathroom, closing the large door behind her.
It only took a few minutes to slip on a much more lose t-shirt and a soft pair of shorts. She found a comb, and ran it through her tangles a few times to try and pull the knots out.
"Fucking bloody fucking curly hair." she huffed, trying to fluff her wild mess in the mirror. Giving up hope, she grabbed the clothes she had on and headed out.
She turned red faced when she caught Thor without a shirt on. He was a God, and he was a King, but his body screamed that he was something else. Muscle definition on every inch of his torso, from the top of his neck, to the V pointing to his oh-so private areas.
"Everything alright?" he asked, slipping his night tunic on, walking towards her a bit. His golden hair fell infront of his face, and he pushed it back behind his ear.
"Ugh, yeah," she unfroze, walking towards him also. She sat her folded clothes on top of the chest that was at the end of his bed. "Do you think we could get some food? If you feed me, I promise, I'll tell you what you want to know."
Thor smirked, walking off past the bathroom. She waited for only ten minutes when he returned with two plates, piled over with differents kinds of food.
He sat them down on the small two-chair tabel that was by his fire place. The two of them sat , and before a word could be said, Kali was devouring her food.
"Well," she paused, taking a sip from the glass of water Thor also brought. "At least what they say about the food here is true."
Thor raised an eye brow at her, taking a sip of water also.
"So are you going to start talking?" he questioned, setting his fork down.
Kali took a bite of bread and sat hers down too.
"What do you want to know? I'm running for my life. My, death? I don't know." she paused for a second and then leaned back in her chair. "You found me in that alley because it's about the 600th time in the past 500 years I've tried to kill myself. It never works, but sometimes I'm hopeful it will."
"Why would you want to die?"
"See, you know about life lasting for a marvelously long time, as do I. The difference with us, is that yours, eventually, does come to an end. Mine cannot. The only thing that can kill me, is not living anymore. I'm stuck here, forever, to be hunted, to be used."
"Slow down. Hunted? Used?" Never did he imagine picking this poor girl up 12 hours ago would turn into this nonsense.
"I'm really sorry to bother you with this. I don't want to talk, I just want to go back to Middle Earth as soon as I can." she got up and walked over to the couch. Thor followed her.
"Listen, if you are in trouble I will help you. But if you do not tell me what is happening, I fear I cannot."
Kali sighed.
"The Dark Elves high Council. They want me. They need me. My father, he was the last pure blood son of the royal line. He had no brothers or sisters, just him. I, his only child. But I'm not a pure Dark Elf. When he died the high council was, still is, obsessed with finding me. They need me, my energy. They went to capture the energy I have that is my fathers that still exists in me, to rule all of Svartalfheim. They'll make sure that I will live forever under their control, with no life. They've come to Earth hundreds of times for hundreds of years looking for me, but I've managed to escape everytime. My only hope is to die to escape them and what they want. They want to turn my home evil. Completely evil. They killed my fucking mum so I wouldn't be weak and have a mortal fuck with my emotions. I don't know what to do anymore." She shook her head, sighing, and laying it in her palms.
Thor wasn't sure what to say, so naturally he said, "I shall protect you. I am a God of Gods, a King of Kings and all in the Nine Worlds should fear me."
Kali didn't mean to, but she chuckled. "Not even you, Thor, God of Thunder and King of Kings, can protect me from that evil. It's why I'm better off alone, end of story. I'd like to get some rest and go back to Middle Earth tomorrow." She laid down on the couch, rolling her back towards him.
"That is fine," he strode over to her. "But sleep in my bed. You are my guest, you will sleep in my bed, and I the couch."
She rolled over and laughed in his face. "I'm 5'3" and you're at least, what? 6'6"? Í will be fine here."
Thor let out and a hmph and stomped his foot. "You either sleep in my bed or I will sleep on this couch with you." She sat up, getting cocky and rolled her eyes.
"Then why don't you just sleep in your own bed, with me?" She teased, getting up and walking over to it. She pulled the covers down and got underneath them, sitting up on her elbows. "I wasn't joking." she said flatly.
"I wouldn't feel-"
"I'm not asking you to fuck me. I'm not even telling you to touch me. You can sleep in the same bed as me."
Being a little reluctant at first, Thor walked over, climbing into the other side of the bed. There were a few inches between them, that Thor hoped would stay there.
"Good night." Was all Kali said, before rolling away from him and going to sleep.
What kind of fucking woman is this? He thought to himself. It would be a few hours before he could fall asleep. Even a God sometimes had to wrap his mind around things; like Kali.
The only thing I ask before I post chapter 3 are at least 3 reviews. I have up to Chapter 9 written, so my posting with just depend on the amount of reviews I receive..