Chapter 6: The Viking Games
Sorry, got an inspiration from the Hunger Games. There won't be characters from the books in it, just the 'game', but still different from it.
Ashalla went home. She had given the golden plate back to her father after scripting the runes in the stone they talked on.
The rain was pouring down when Ashalla reached her the house of her 'family'.
All lights (candles) were on in the house.
Ashalla sought nothing behind it and opened the door, only to find her 'uncle' standing in front of the fireplace, where wood was burning, her 'mother' all dressed up in an outfit Ashalla had never seen her in before and Astrid sitting on the stairs, as well dressed in something different.
Astrid wore a long blue dress nearly reaching the ground, her hair loose and a pair of blue slippers on her washed feet.
"What's going on?" Ashalla asked as she picked up a hair brush to brush her hair dry.
"The Berserker Tribe is coming." 'Uncle' Finn replied as he turned his head a bit.
Ashalla knew what that meant.
Every 10 years, the Berserker and Hairy Hooligan tribes would have a small competition. And the prize for the winning tribe was a bride from the losing tribe for a boy from the winning tribe. This competition was called the 'Viking Games'.
"Go wash yourself and get dressed in the dress I laid for you on the bed." her 'mother' ordered.
Ashalla cursed under her breath for a moment but did as she was told.
She washed herself with hot water and dressed herself.
The dress her mother picked for her was pure white. The top was very tight and the fury on the neckline itched, her sleeves as well. The skirt was even wider than Astrid's had been, and this one reached the ground.
Ashalla had to hold the skirt up when she walked, and even her shoes didn't feel good on her feet.
Her shoes were not slippers like Astrid's, hers were made of fur and looked like small boots.
Ashalla walked down the stairs, seeing through one of the windows that the rain had stopped and that all villagers were outside in their tidiest clothing.
The Hofferson family went outside as well, only to be greeted by everyone else.
Astrid quickly found the company of the Thorston twins.
Ruffnut looked ridiculous in the beige dress with long sleeves and a turtle-neck she was wearing.
Tuffnut looked a bit better in official clothing, but not much either.
Ashalla looked around, finding Fishlegs, Heather and Snotlout as well.
Heather looked quite good in her green dress with short sleeves.
Snotlout wore as usually black, but these black clothes looked more dangerous, something that seemed to attrach the older girls a lot.
Fishlegs wore just the brown clothing he always wore, nothing special.
Ashalla searched for Hiccup or at least his family, but they weren't there. She did find Mulch and Bucket.
"Hey guys, do you know where the Chief's family is?" Ashalla asked.
"They're talking to the Berserker Chief and his son, probably discussing the prizes." Bucket told.
Mulch looked at Ashalla with a caring face. "I think that the Chieftain wants you, since you're this strong." he told.
"Well, thanks for the warning Mulch." Ashalla said.
"I'm not sure if you should just accept it or refuse it in any way." Mulch said. "I heard that this Berserker Chieftain is an aggressive and deranged kid. Better watch out for him."
"Dagur aggressive and deranged? Sounds just like him." Ashalla said as she walked away, she knew exactly what to do.
Everybody gathered in the Meade Hall, Chief Stoick and Chief Oswald together already there with their families.
"Dear villagers of Berk," Chief Stoick began. "Today has arrived: the day that officially tells the start of the 75th Viking Games between the Hairy Hooligans and the Berserkers."
The Hall made all kinds of noises. Some were happy, other's weren't.
"Now, choosing the Tributes to represent our tribe in these games will be done by tradition. Children between 16 and 20, line up!" Stoick called.
Erika, Stoick's 18-year-old daughter, stood at the beginning of the line. Next was Ruffnut, then Heather, then Astrid and Ashalla as last.
With the boys it was Asger first, next up was fishlegs, then Snotlout, then Tuffnut.
Hiccup wasn't even in the line since he was only 15.
"Boys first." Chief Stoick said and grabbed a piece of parchment from the bowl at his left. Then he called out the name of the Tribute. "Our male Tribute is... Asgard Haddock!"
Asgard stepped forward before anyone else could step forward and volunteer themself as a Tribute.
"Now... the girls." Chief Stoick said and grabbed a piece of parchment from the bowl on his right.
Ashalla crossed her fingers behind her back.
Stock looked up from the piece of parchment, looking at the girls in front of him. "And our female Tribute is... Astrid Hofferson!" he called out.
Ashalla quickly stepped forward before he sister could. "I volunteer!" she called out, silencing the whole Hall. "I volunteer as Tribute!"
Stoick nodded. "Looks like we have a volunteer. Our new female Tribute is Ashalla Hofferson!" he said and the hall bursted out in cheers.
Ashalla looked at Hiccup, whose eyes looked at her with fear.
"I'll be okay." she said.
"I just hope you know exactly what you're doing." Hiccup said.
"Hiccup, you should know me better." Ashalla said with a smile. "I'm always prepared and I do think before I act."
"Well, good luck!" Hiccup said.
Then Chief Oswald came forward. "Now the Tributes for the Hooligan tribe are chosen, I can announce my own Tributes: Dagur Tain and Ingrid Kettleson." he said.
Ashalla knew Dagur already, but this Ingrid was new to her.
Dagur came to the front, with a very hulky female.
This very hulky female had to be Ingrid Kettleson. She had black hair, dark eyes and had a big ego.
Ashalla could see she was a dragon killer and would never change. She shaked her head, she might had to use her powers to defeat these two, but then at least she'd be free to marry a man she loved with her whole heart.
Loki was looking from Midgard at his niece. He saw how much she was like Thor, but she was a lot like him too.
Her sneaky attitude was clearly coming out now, and at times of sneakiness, he could see her hair turning black and her eyes turning green.
It might not be seen by those mortals, but all gods could see who Ashalla was.
Ashalla, the daughter of Thor, the niece of Loki and the granddaughter of Odin.
No god would try to mess with her without angering at least one of them.
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