Chapter 12: The Dragon Problem

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Isle of Berk, Viking Archipelago, Scandinavian Northern Isles, Midgard

Loki's POV:

I've been watching my bride fighting a guy who wants to claim her.

I snorted at that thought.

No mortal man will take an immortal bride!

And this arrogant fool of a man really thinks he can claim my Tyra his through winning a game? Oh, please!

Tyra had informed me about the Dragon part, so my demigod grandson will come to handy now.

My demigod grandson, Jörgandmundr's son, is the God and Champion of Dragons.

And once the dragons are gone, I'll claim my bride again.

I started smiling.

Yes, the plan was perfect.

Ashalla's POV:

I'm getting worried.

Not about Asgard, but the Dragon Fighting part of these Games and Dagur's plan to take me as his bride.

It's not that Grandfather will approve of such barbaric actions anyway, but just the idea of it worries me.

Asgard is fighting Ingrid on his best, but he's losing straight.

I focus on all the water in Asgard's body, making it bend to my will.

I know I can manipulate any liquid bound to water, and blood is such a liquid.

I slowly took possession of Asgard, making him strike his fist into Ingrid's neck instead of her side, where for he had aimed.

Ingrid fell down on the ground with a groan and grabbed her neck.

I smiled. 'That makes it 2-1 for Berk! Now it's my turn.'

Asgard seemed to be very surprised of what he 'did', but was happy none the less.

I just clapped.

If they only knew.

"Good luck Ashalla! You can do this!" Gobber said as Asgard entered the lounge again.

"Win this Game, for our village, for our honour." Asgard said.

I smiled sadly. "Sure, Asgard." and I walked into the arena.

Somehow, because she lost to Asgard, Ingrid had gone raging mad.

"Oh, dear." I murmured and slapped my forehead, this didn't look so good.

Ingrid let out a very loud battle cry and chased me around the arena.

For someone that hulky, she's pretty fast.

I jumped and ducked all possible ways, but it didn't distract Ingrid in any way.

I looked up to the sky after another somersault across the arena, and saw dark clouds rolling in and a hammer falling from the sky into the middle with a small 'thud'.

Ingrid came to me, but I ducked under her arm again and grabbed the hammer.

Next, I had to shield myself against Ingrid's sword.

She was strong, but I know she cannot match my straight.

I slam the sword out of her hands and throw my hammer straight into her stomach, forcing her to fall down on the stone ground.

The crowd cheers and I just wave to them before taking my hammer back before anyone notices the symbol of Mjölnir.

I quickly go back to the tribute's lounge.

"That was amazing!" Gobber said. "I knew you could do it!"

"Thanks Gobber." I said and smiled.

"Oh! Stoick passed me the dragon cart." Gobber said, grabbing a paper from his pocket. "Ashalla, you're first. You'll be taking on the recently captured Scauldron."

Oh fuck!

"Dagur will go second, fighting a Deathly Nadder."

That's just tricky.

"Third is Asgard, taking on our Zippleback."

That promises a big fight.

"And fourth is Ingrid, taking on our Monsterous Nightmare."

Dangerous against dangerous, great match.

I sighed. I'd had to fight a water dragon.

A dragon from my element.

I can't hurt it, now way.

Even if it had been another dragon, I know I cannot hurt it.

"Go, they're waiting." Gobber said.

I sighed deep and walked into the arena with a nervous expression on my face.

The doors got closed.

I looked at the board with equipment, but I didn't take any.

Everyone's faces faded from exited to worried.

The door of the dragon's cage opened up, revealing a very angry Scauldron with a full chin of boiling hot poisonous water.

Üborl was lighting up, the sign I was afraid.

Mjölnir hummed, also reacting to my fear.

I could hear the murmurs coming from the villagers.

"Just kill that dragon!"

"Kill that Scauldron!"

The Scauldron spew it's boiling hot poisonous water in my direction.

But the water stopped when I crossed my arms in front of me, and with a splitting motion, the water fell down beside me on the stone floor.

Everyone was staring at me.

I removed the hood, which hiding my headband and tiara.

Right that moment, I saw Hiccup running.

And when he jumped, he changed.

Suddenly, he was half reptile.

Brown-golden scales appeared, brown-golden scaled wings too, and he was growing in size.

"Seriously? You're the Goddess of the Seas?" Hiccup asked as he landed beside her.

"Apparently, you the God of Dragons." I replied.

"I'm only a demigod." Hiccup said. "Scauldron, get safe."

Vikings were entering the ring, wanting to kill us.

The Scauldron made a hole in the iron work, big enough to fly through, and did so.

Hiccup leaped next.

Chains were thrown at him, but he was able to avoid them all.

I fought the Vikings off, but they still surrounded me.

I called upon my father's power, and lifted Mjölnir high in the air, creating storm clouds.

Lighting stroke down in Mjölnir, and I used it to electrocute them all.

They weren't dead, seriously injured.

Next, I leaped through the hole as well, but a chain closed around my right ankle and I was grounded.

I looked to see who had thrown that chain.

Dagur.

"You're not escaping me!" he yelled.

I glared at him. "Do you even know who I am?"

"My bride." Dagur said.

Then, Loki appeared by my side, seriously angry.

"You, mortal, have a serious problem." Loki spat. "No mortal will take a bride of mine!"

"She was promised to me long ago!" Dagur yelled.

"I was never!" I called out, the thunder reflecting my anger.

Üborl felt my anger, making it's own lightning.

"Only if you'd win these games, but they're not over." I snarled at him. "And I decide to go home, to Asgard, and live there with my family."

Dagur's eyes wided a bit.

"I am Tyra-Odinna Lokida Thora Thordottir, 2nd in line for the Throne of Asgard. I am not some mortal's property!" I called and shot lighting at Dagur, killing him.

Loki quickly took my hand and we were teleported to Asgard by Heimdall.

Finally, I would be going home!

Next chap is the last one I think, or maybe I'll do several epilogues.

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- Rey Skywalker 2187