Yang: It's been awhile, I know, but I was working on a civil war story for some friends and I finally got the summary for it done and then I'll let them read it. If they approve I keep writing on it, if not I'm full fledge on this story. Anyways lets just get to the story...
I was shocked. My father really was the god of mischief! My mom was telling the truth, and I called her a crazy liar. Great now she'll disown me!
I stood there staring at this really big black guy with a sword. Man, he looked awesome!
Then I looked at my father, and hatred began to run through my vein,s but there was nothing I could do. I started to put the pieces together. The guy with the sword is Heimdall, he's the god of rainbows and bridges.
Loki began to guide me towards a big arena. I couldn't help but stare in awe. Wait, you battle in an arena. Is he trying to go kill me? Or 'teach me a lesson'?
As we got closer I heard battle cries, but they sounded familiar. "Holy Cheese It'z!" I shouted when lighting shot from the sky.
When we got into the arena I saw a beautiful blonde girl about my age maybe a bit older. Then I realized who it was. "Tarin?" I asked her.
The girl looked up at me with a murderous look in her eyes. It seemed to read, 'I shall slay thee where ye stand mortal,' but it changed quickly. "Damien?!" She shouted and charged me, "Oh my gods I missed you so much!" She gave me a killer hug and began to cry.
"Hey, miss me?" I laughed.
"Yes! I'm so glad your here!" She laughed but her joy changed quickly, "How's mom?"
"She's fine, but I..." I began to stutter. How could I tell Tarin I yelled at my mom and her mom?
"Yes?" She looked at me so worried.
"Tarin, I did something bad to our moms," I told her.
"Damien, what did you do?" Tarin's murderous look etched over her face again.
"When mom told me who my father was I didn't believe her. I called her and your mom crazy and Loki came and took me before I could even say bye, and the last thing I said to my mom was, 'Your the worst mom ever'," I quoted as I delved into an unpleasant memory.
"Oh," Was all she managed to say.
I broke, falling onto my knees and looking up at her, "Tarin, I promise I will move heaven and earth to get us back home."
Tarin smiled and knelt beside me. She held me and for some reason I cried and I couldn't stop! I know it's girly, but I'll never see my mom again and who knows, one day on Asgard can be a year on earth or mom might disown me or she'll move and when we finally get home, they're not there. Or the worst could happen, what if mom dies...no I can't think like this, I have to be strong. How could I keep going? My whole world was just ripped out from under my feet and there was nothing I could about it. I vowed to myself that I would never leave Tarin's side and that I would find a way home.
Later Loki brought me to his house. I found out I have a step mother, Sigyn and two half brothers, Vali and Nari. Like life couldn't get any worse, oh wait it just did, I have to live in this house of jokers!
"Here's your room Damien," Sigyn smiled. I knew she was out to get me, I know about the Cinderella story, the whole evil step mother pretending to be nice. I refuse to be fooled by her kindness!
"Gee thanks," I said as I slammed the door in her face. I couldn't help it, I'm sorry.
"Ok then, dinner will be ready in 30 minutes," She sighed.
"Whatever!" I yelled. I curled up on my bed and closed my eyes hoping when I opened them I would be home. It didn't work. Then I heard a dinner bell, mom use to have one...I shrugged and got up.
I trudged down stairs and saw everybody sitting at the table. I sat down and gave everybody their fair share of death glares. Before I knew it everyone started eating. "Hey, aren't we forgetting something?" I asked.
"Like what?" Loki looked at me as if I was crazy.
"You know, grace." I told him. Mom and I always prayed before a meal.
"Grace? We're gods why should we pray?" Loki laughed.
I rolled my eyes and gave a silent prayer to any god who was listening.
Yang: So how was it? I hoped you guys liked it :)