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Steve sucked in a breath as he felt the air rushing out of him. The blinding light that the small key-like portal caused was giving him a headache, and as soon as he thought he couldn't take it anymore, it stopped. He groaned and heaved himself up to sitting position, feeling every part of his body aching.

"Are all of you alright?" Thor asked, not expecting his friends to be groaning in pain at the floor of the new and developed Bifrost.

Bruce rubbed his neck, trying to ease his muscles and trying to calm down his green counterpart. "I guess Dr. Selvig was right when he said our body might have to adjust to Asgard, but I didn't think it would be this painful." The others groaning in agreement.

"They're back, everyone they're back!" hurried footsteps started echoing around the room. Thor smiled and opened his arms to welcome his group of friends, who looked very much frantic "Sif, Volstagg, Fandral, Hogun, a surprise to see you here." "When the all-father said he felt yours and Loki's presence, we just had to come and see for ourselves. Both of you are alright then" Sif asked, scanning to see if there were any injuries.

"We are quite alright, more than that; we have successfully brought the people who will help us in this war."

Steve opened his eyes and tried to adjust to the gold light that vibrated through the room. When his eyes finally adjusted, he could make out four figures all looking at them with a hint of disbelief. "This is them, the humans who will help? Are you sure?" "Yes Fandral, I will not be mistaking in this. On earth we are called the Avengers, we help people who are in need, like we do here on Asgard."

Volstagg raised an eyebrow. "They are like warriors then?" "Yes, exactly."

A chuckle was heard followed by the sound of more footsteps, except unlike the one earlier, this one was more calm and agile, like a predator hunting its prey. "Aren't they a bit too small for warriors?"

Thor narrowed his eyes, and tightened his grip on Mjolnir as a figure started slowly coming towards them"What are you doing here Randel?" The second in command raised his arms as a sign of peace as he saw the irritation in Odin's first born. "The all-father has requested that his second in command will show Midgar's heroes to the castle personally. And neither you nor I can disobey the king." Thor felt his hand twitch. The temptation of throwing his hammer to Randel was very big.

"Well, as my father requested it then I shall obey. But do not be so rude and vile to them, they are guests and has accepted to help us." "I wouldn't think of it Thor."

Randel started to walk over to Clint, looking at him from head to toe. The assassin kept his eyes straight, not showing any sign of weakness. "Name and what can you contribute to the prophecy?" Thor grunted. Clint kept silent, not believing he should trust this man with any answers. But with a nod from Thor, he gave him what he asked.

"Clint Barton, Hawkeye, assassin, skilled in archery." Randel didn't seem impressed and so moved to the next one, Natasha. "Same question." "Natasha Romanoff, Blackwidow, assassin, skilled in guns." Randel made a huff and turned to Thor, with a disappointed look. "Is this what you give Asgard, two assassins, what will the all-father say." Clint clenched his fist, feeling the urge to hit the guy with an arrow.

Thor didn't say anything, knowing it was pointless. He shoot Clint and the anger faced Natasha an apologetic look.

Randel stood tall and smirked when he saw Bruce. "What might you be? A madman, you hair can give you the image." "Ah no, I am a scientist." "Oh, and what will you do, show the Frostgiants petty equations that you humans came up with." Bruce smiled, the other guy was getting a bit restless. "No, I prefer the other guy handle that." Randel showed a bit of confusion, but understanding came to his senses. "You are a shape shifter." "You can call it that."

Randel laughed "And what exactly do you transform into? A beast."

Bruce stayed silent, his heart rate was racing a bit. He needed to calm it down. Randel laughed more loudly this time, and turned to Thor once more. "You bring a beast? You do realize that they are many beasts here in Asgard that can be tamed. And yet you bring this." Thor was shaking in rage. Why his father even picked Randel as his second in command is still an unknown reason to him. The man was too cruel to hold such power.

"Then maybe you should tame yourself." Randel dropped his smirk and turned to the deep voice. Steve was standing upright; the pain in his body was long gone and was replaced by anger. No one talks to his friends like that. "You said so yourself right, a beast can be tamed here in Asgard, well the beast I'm looking at right now isn't tamed at all." Randel felt a flame of anger spark in him. But he put it out for just a moment.

"And you are?"

"Steve Rogers, Captain America." "And what can you contribute to this upcoming war?" "My strength." Randel felt his smirk come back. "That's it, pure strength? Many warriors in Asgard have that. What makes you different from any of them?" before Steve could answer or make any argument, another cool and calm voice answered for him. "He has brains."

Loki was never one to intervene when Randel was doing this. He does this all the time with the new warriors of Asgard. Like a final test.

It is unnecessary, but once he starts nothing can stop him. And no one will try to stop him. But even he wasn't like this with the new warriors. Shows how much he hates humans. "He has heart, humility, leadership. Do you have that Randel, because if I heard it correctly your group of warriors have not won a single battle for so long now."

Randel went beet red and glared at Loki, the sorcerer just stared at him, not affected by the cold glare. Steve felt confused as to why Loki will defend him, but all the same thankful. "You should leave, tell father we do not need your assistance; the horses are ready, are they not? Then we shall take them and guide the Avengers on our own." Loki felt a smirk in his lips, but he hid it well.

The warrior took a breath and said, "Very well." He turned and walked towards the exit. "I hope all of you know how to ride a horse, Asgard knows you'll need it."

Thor sighed and shook his head. He expected a warm welcome for his teammates, to show how Asgard is grateful, not the cold and heartless Randel. "I must apologize; Randel is like that, do not mind his crudeness." "It's okay big guy." Steve replied. Thor didn't believe him. He looked at Bruce, Clint and Natasha, guilt gathering in his chest. "I'm sorry"

The doctor smiled and waved his hand in a non-coolant way. "I'm quite use to people commenting on my hair." "Yeah, don't let the guilt get to you, but I'm telling you now that if my arrow hits Randel during the war, it was an accident." Thor grinned, liking the image of Randel with an arrow in his leg. "You are taken care of my friend. Natasha."

The female sighed and nodded. "I'm with Clint, if I hit him, my hand slipped."

Steve smiled, glad that it was taken care of, until he heard a puff of annoyance. "What is it Tony?" The super genius crossed his arms and tapped his fingers. "I feel quite left out. Randel didn't even reach me." Steve raised his eyebrow. "So you wanted him to be rude to you." "I was preparing my argument cap, now all the preparing is a waste."

Steve rolled his eyes, he should have expected that.

"Before I interrupt your soon-to-be argument, we must get going the all-father is waiting for us, Thor." Thor nodded and motioned to the exit of the Bifrost. "Loki is right, come, I will lead the way." The others started following the thunder god. Steve felt the feeling of amazement and anxiousness. Without Randel and more distractions to keep his mind occupied, the thought of him now on a new world was finally sinking in.

A new world, son of a gun.

I

Loki always knew that Asgard was very different from earth, from the buildings to the people. Though mankind has written Asgard in myths and books, not quite catching the beauty of Asgard perfectly but it was good enough. So he thought that the Avengers knew what to expect. But it seems he was wrong, but he is very amused.

Loki stood there and smirked as the group of heroes gawked like a fish out of water. Shock, surprise and awe were written on their faces. He chuckled as Tony pointed at the different colours of the sky. Like a kid in a park Loki thought.

"I can't believe this. I need to re-think the atmospheric changes here in Asgard." Steve didn't know what Tony just said, but if it was a code for beautiful, then he had to agree. Asgard was definitely beautiful. Thor wasn't kidding when he said that luxury in Asgard was first to none. Look at it! The crystal bridge that they were currently standing on, the gold and grey buildings that were shaped in elegant architecture were waiting on the other side, the sky that had different colours, the horses that were waiting for their riders were groomed and most definitely treated with care.

And all this is on one giant floating rock.

He couldn't wait to see the city itself, no doubt it's more majestic.

"It is a beautiful site, but all of you will have more time to gawk when the war is over." Thor said.

Steve snapped out of his state and nodded. War was never an understatement. "So how do we get there?" "By horse of course." Steve smiled while Tony dropped his arm and stared at Thor "You're kidding right."

Thor looked confused. "Why would I be joking Tony?" Tony blinked and stared at the magnificent white stallion that was apparently looking straight at him. "You want me to ride that." "Tony don't be rude." Natasha scolded. "I don't ride horses, cars yes, animals no." Clint took of his black glove and placed his hand on one of the grey horses. He patted its neck softly. "They don't bite. Can't handle it Stark?" Tony huffed and looked at the smirking Clint who is trying to get the horse not to lick him. "Well, you have a new friend congrats Clint."

"Horses are affectionate, and I heard horseback riding is quite relaxing."

"You too Bruce." Bruce smiled and patted the black horse that was looking at him curiously. "It will be good experience to ride a horse, don't you think." Tony didn't think he could a ride a horse, but he'll never admit that. Steve grinned and easily mounted the horse he picked. The horse wasn't any different from all the other horses, midnight black in colour, black eyes, but something about the way it pushed softly with its head, and the way it just stared at him like he knew who he was, he just had to pick this one.

"I guess being over seventy years old has its advantages, huh Tony."

Tony grunted and glared at his teammates who were all sitting on their choice of horse, so much for all for one, one for all. "Come on Tony it's not that hard." Steve circled around with his horse, wanting to tease the man. Who knew teasing so much fun. Tony glared at the happy soldier and stared at the only available horse. He bit his lip and sighed, what the heck?

He mounted the white horse with a bit of shaky legs and steadied himself. "See, told you Tony Stark can do anything." The white horse made a sound and moved suddenly causing to Tony to almost fall. Loki smirked and motioned his horse to go forward. "Come, we shall deal with your horse riding skills later."

They all started moving through the crystal bridge, Thor showing Tony how to properly ride a horse with Clint and Natasha making cheeky comments here and there "You do not pull like that Tony, do you want the horse to shake you off?" "This is the reason why the car was invented."

Steve smiled and ignored the argument, feeling the fresh air hit his face. Riding a horse was his element, after all horses were still very much popular in his time. He moved the horses head softly with the reins and gave a soft kick. "An expert aren't we Steve?" Loki was beside him, sitting tall and proud. "Done this before?"

"Horses in my time were another means of transport other than cars and my parents taught me how." Loki nodded. "So it seems." They entered the archway. The bridge being replaced with solid ground and Steve had to stop himself from sweating at seeing the buildings, their transport and what looked to be a satellite in the sky. Yup, definitely in another world.

They were moving in a steady pace, partly to make sure Tony won't fall and get hurt, Steve saw some curios Asgardians citizens stop their daily businesses to look at them, curiosity written in their faces. "Do they know?" Steve asked. Loki looked at him and raised an eyebrow. "Know? Know what?" Steve lowered his voice. "The war, the prophecy, everything that's about to happen." Loki tightened his grip on the reins and closed his eyes, letting his horse lead. "No they do not. My father wishes to have more time before he tells the people."

"Don't they have the right? I mean, this will involve them." Loki heard the uncertainty in the hero's voice. "You must understand that decades have passed since a war has happened and the people do not know of bloodshed, warriors yes, normal citizens no." Steve read some myths books and knew he was right. To destroy something like the peace that the people have known for so long must be hard. "Then we just have to make sure not to let the Icegiants or whatever they call them destroy that peace."

Loki opened his eyes to the shining blue eyes filled with conviction. He let out a small smile and looked forward to the growing image of the palace. "They're called Frostgiants Steve."

"Oh."

II

"I must say security here is very, pointy."

"Tony don't."

"What I'm just saying what I see Natasha."

Tony walked over to one of the guards who haven't moved since they stopped at the palace. He touched his spear and moved back, expecting him to slice his throat. "Having fun?" Steve asked. Tony smiled and nodded. "A little." Steve sighed and shook his head. Thor reached the big golden gates and said loudly. "I am Thor Odin's son and first born, open the gates." A sound of metal moving was heard as the door moved slowly letting everyone see the inside.

The first thing they saw was the garden filled with flowers and plants of all kind, palace inhabitants were walking around them, looking at them, sometimes whispering at each other, and most definitely the Avengers also noticed all the warriors with swords and spears, some walking around while others just stood there watching their post. "I see your father didn't waste any time on setting guards." Steve said, walking aside as a group of warriors came his way.

Loki could only nod as he watched the soldier look around the garden looking a bit lost "The all-father will take all precautions, did you not notice the warriors suited around the city?" Steve thought for a moment and shook his head. "Not a surprise, the king positioned them all around the city, all of them wearing normal clothes instead of armour to make sure the citizens won't notice anything different, but they have their weapons just in case of an attack."

"Now that you mention it, some civilians did look a bit suspicious."

"Those were them."

Thor opened the castle doors and motioned for everyone to come inside. The elegant but home filled atmosphere made Steve relax a bit. "Thor we have to get going, we'll meet all of you in the training ground." Thor nodded and said goodbye to Sif and the others. Tony grinned and nudged Thor on the shoulder. "Your girlfriend big guy." Thor made a face "What, no, Sif and I are childhood friends." Tony shrugged. "Hey friendship can bloom." Natasha sighed and rolled her eyes. "Ignore him." Thor did and they continued their walk through the palace, passing by more warriors all armed. "If I didn't know any better I would say this was a prison." Bruce said.

"I apologize if it makes you feel uncomfortable my friend." Bruce waved off Thor's apology. "Oh no, it's fine. It's understandable that your father wants to make sure security is in its top form. But I do hope your father knows that the other guy is a bit…" Bruce trailed off, knowing Thor already knew what he was saying. "Do not worry my father knows your power. He is okay with the Hulk, he leaves his trust on you."

Bruce nodded feeling a bit better but a bit pressured.

"What is your father like anyway?" Clint asked.

Thor smiled, his eyes relieving memories of his childhood and of the man who raised him. "My father is a wise king who led the war between the Asgardians and the Frostgiants. He was also the one who saved the human race from extinction. And all that caused him an eye. Though he is old, he is still very much strong."

"So there was another war before this." Natasha stated.

Thor nodded. "Yes, my father was also given a prophecy about the first war. How it will happen on earth and that the Frostgiants seek power and destruction."

"What is it with prophecies involving war?" Tony asked, stopping to look at a painting of hunters hunting what looks to be a… pig? "Don't you have, I don't know peace contracts or something." "Frostgiants do not know of peace, only pain and destruction. And none of us wish to have a prophecy on our hands, because we know that a prophecy only means that something will happen that will disrupt the balance. Please Tony do not touch that"

Tony took his hand back and joined the others before they could get further into the palace. Still wondering what that animal was.

After a whole three minutes of walking, they stopped at the huge metal doors of the throne room. The Avengers all readied themselves, straightening out their clothes from the lines, Bruce fixing his hair a bit, even Tony thought of being polite, but Steve knows that won't happen. "Ready?" they all nodded. Thor placed both of his hands on the doors and was ready to push, when. "Wait!" Tony shouted. Thor looked at him sharply and gave him a questioning look, the others thinking that he got hurt.

"Do we need to bow or something, because Tony Stark doesn't bow."

Steve groaned and hit Tony on the head. "What was that for cap?" "You're lucky I didn't hit you with the shield. Now don't shout like that."

Loki sighed and placed his hand on his forehead. Nodding at Thor to push the doors before Stark can say anything else. Thor pushed and the doors opened silently. The throne room was gold like everything else, symbols were etched on the floor, pictures of past kings and their queens and in the far end were two occupants, one who the Avengers will never forget and is already in their bastard list, is Randel. Looking at them with a neutral face, but they weren't fooled with that.

And the other occupant, one much older, wearing black and gold Asgardian armour, a gold eye patch on his right eye and holding a gold sceptre was no doubt King Odin.

III

As King Odin felt the presence of his sons return, he sent his second in command in to welcome them and the heroes of Midgar back to the palace. The warrior left with a bow and followed Thor's friends with a bit more of a calm pursuit. He sat there on his throne waiting for his sons return. When the gold doors opened to reveal Randel on his own, without anyone following him, he gave him a questioning glance.

Randel kneeled in front of the king, his head hung low. "I am very sorry my king but your son Loki told me to return and that they do not need my welcome." Odin always knew Loki and Thor were never happy with Randel around, so this shouldn't be a surprise. "Very well, we will wait here for them." The two of them waited there, Odin was getting anxious, thinking that maybe the Frostgiants knew of the prophecy and that they already planned an attack.

But when he heard the front gates of the palace open with voices following, he closed his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief.

"I must warn you all-father these mortals that call themselves heroes are, quite ordinary. You might be disappointed."

"I will decide for myself what is disappointing and what is not. If my sons have faith in these mortals that you doubt then I will leave my trust in their hands. And besides Thor must make decisions like this more often, after all he will be king." Randel stared at the king and clenched his fist. "Are you sure about that decision, your majesty?"

Odin didn't need to see the doubt in Randel's face.

"Yes Randel I am quite sure, since Loki does not want to be king, Thor will have the throne but until I know he's not ready, then he will have to learn." Their conversation was cut short as the doors of the throne room opened revealing the people they were talking about.

The king rose from his seat and towered over the mortals. Thor and Loki went forward and bowed, the others following behind them. But King Odin saw one mortal was having trouble with bowing. But he let it pass. "Welcome my sons, and our guests, I am King Odin all-father. You have come here to answer our call of help and for that I am grateful. Asgard is also grateful."

He walked down the steps and patted both his sons in the shoulder. "My two sons have told many things about you. How you save and protect Midgar and its people. How you risk your life for the peace of your world. But to save a world that you do not know about just to call a friends plea is a very valiant thing to do. I hope all of you know that."

"Thank you sir, it's an honour to receive such praise." A blond man answered for them. Odin nodded, noticing the man was very polite. "Tonight all of you will join us during dinner, Thor and Loki will show all of you to your living quarters and appropriate clothes are already readied for all of you."

"What's wrong with our clothes? Ah! What the hell Natasha?" Odin almost chuckled as the only women in the group stepped on the foot of a man with a something glowing in his shirt. "Excuse him his like that." Odin smiled and nodded. "I am quite used to warriors like that. But your clothes are not appropriate for Asgard living."

"Yes sir, I apologize again for the rudeness of my teammate." It was the blond man again. There is something about his attitude that doesn't fit in somehow.

"Indeed, Thor, Loki, show our guests to their rooms." "Of course father." Loki replied. "Come."

As the door closed and blocked Odin's view of the mortals, he heard the words. "You idiot Tony, why'd you say that!" "I didn't mean it to be rude." "Anything you say is rude." "Shut up Clint." Odin chuckled and returned to his throne. Randel looking at the amused king a bit shock. "Your majesty you are not honestly amused by them, are you?"

Odin adjusted himself in his throne and gave a smile. "They are quite amusing. Lighten up Randel." Randel sighed. "Of course your majesty, but our plans are still in motion is it not?" Odin nodded, feeling a bit of guilt from keeping a secret from his two sons. "Yes, the plan is still in motion. Ready your warriors."

Randel smirked and an evil glint in his eyes shined for a tiny moment. "Of course, all-father."

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