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Sorry for not posting next week. Hope this new chapter _ although shorter than usual _ will please you!
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Thor was bored. No fighting, nothing interesting to do on that realm, and his beloved Jane didn't seem to want to pick up her phone so they could meet. He hadn't fight with Sif in a while _understand a couple of hours_ and his daughter _not that he wanted to see her_ was not around. He walked up the corridor to what the mortals called a living room and stopped there, dead in his tracks, because of some little noise, some buzzing.
It came closer to him and he tensed, not knowing what the sound was, and clearly estimating it as a threat. The buzzing intensified. He looked around, summoning Mjölnir. A flying device disappeared in the corner of his vision. He frowned.
Mjölnir appeared in his right hand. The buzzing didn't stop. This metal creature was definitely stupid enough to decide to challenge him this way. He turned on himself, slowly, so he could catch the device. It indeed didn't work. So he waited.
He was standing there, in the middle of the corridor, with his hammer in his hand and looking definitely annoyed and ready to fight. He waited like that for a couple of minutes until a flying device appeared again, at the corner of his vision. He moved quickly, but the weapon he was wielding didn't get far. It didn't even grazed the object.
The buzzing changed into a little bleep, that sounded like the device was mocking him. He frowned.
"Who are you creature of metal? How dare you mock the Prince of Asgard, God of Thunder and Lightning?"
A real giggle resounded this time. He looked around him, forgetting for a moment the buzzing object. Buzzing object which decided the moment to prank Thor had arrived. It flew closer. When Thor turned his head again, it was just right under his nose. It made him jump a little in surprise. The device answered by sending a splash of freezing water into his face. And the laughter started again.
He followed the sound until he found the lab. Behind the huge windows, he saw the young mortal scientist Fitz with what seemed like a control thing in his hands. The device flew back to him and landed on the table. Near the scientist, laughing in a very unlady-like way, was Thor's daughter.
Head thrown back, she was in the middle of a tremendous fit of giggle, and the man in front of her looked positively fascinated by the high-pitched sound. He walked into the room and coughed loudly. Torunn's watery eyes caught his and the laughter flicked to something different, almost awkward. After all, she was half-collapsed on the man's shoulder, and he was hugging her.
"Oh Father! You should have seen your face!"
She exclaimed joyfully, swallowing back another giggle with difficulty. The hand of the man left her side when Thor looked at him, frowning.
"It was your idea, Daughter?"
"Positively, dear Prince of Asgard!"
She mocked his voice, and Fitz couldn't help but chuckle to how happy she looked. She chatted with her father for a while. For the first time, she didn't hiss back aggressively. She was just chatting, clinging to his shoulder. They bickered like a father and his daughter should. Well, that's what Leo thought. He had never had a good relationship with his father.
Thor kept a frown on his face basically all the time because of the way the two youngsters were close to each other. He didn't like that. At all. That's when she started to talk about Frigga. She didn't know Frigga had died, she was too closed off on her own problems for that. She talked about the things the Queen talked to her about him. And he tried not to tell her that she wouldn't see her master again.
"Did Mother say that?"
His tone was between the interested and the bored, because he was bored and didn't really care about what she was saying. She was crazy. He had seen it with his own eyes, the way she had attacked her mother with that rage and that bloodthirst. She was meant to be in prison. Not here, laughing with that Midgardian man.
She felt the way he was glaring at Leo. How dared he do that? He had never cared about her, and now that she had found somebody who cared, he went waltzing back. With that glare and frown.
"Since when did you become so contemptuous, Father? Since when did the bullshit Odin say affect you? Why are you even here and not with your Midgardian lover, Jane Foster?"
And it was back to the screams, and insults and threats. And It was back to the point they were before. War.
MISSION REPORT N° 201889HYZ7
DATE: 2015/01/28
STATUS: COMPLETED
PROJECT: NONE
PLACE: SALMON, ID, USA
ORDER:
Original: Terminate ex-SHIELD agent went rogue Grant Ward.
Order changed H+0.5.
Completed: Apprehend ex-SHIELD agent went rogue Grant Ward. Terminate if threat.
TEAM:
Team Leader:
Level 6 Agent 13 Sharon Carter
Field Agents:
Level 4 Agent Lance Hunter, Level 5 Agent Barbara "Bobbi" "Mockingbird" Morse, Level 5 Agent Felix Blake, Level 5 Agent Gregory Pierce and Level 2 Agent Skye.
Medical Support:
Level 5 Agent Jemma Simmons.
REPORT:
Target: Apprehended
Agent Skye tasked to terminate subject. When orders changed, Agent Skye apprehended subject. Subject harmed during altercation with Asgardian fugitive Hella Lokisdottir of Helheim. Agent Skye brought subject back to med truck.
Casualties:
Agent Felix Blake was killed by Asgardian fugitive Hella Lokisdottir of Helheim. Sword.
15 men from enemy's army. Bullets.
Ammos.
TIME:
Team left SHIELD base: Playground (location confidential), HQ, at H-3.
Agents infiltrated base at H.
Agents Skye, Morse and Hunter were tasked to find subject. Agent Skye tasked to terminate him. Agents Morse and Hunter protected Agent Skye until they found Grant Ward. Agent Skye took care of subject. Agents Morse and Hunter secured the ward of the building. Eventually were called as back-up by Agents Blake, Pierce and Carter.
Order changed by HQ at H+0.5.
Agent Blake was killed by Asgardian fugitive. Asgardian fugitive harmed subject as an attempt to harm Agent Skye.
Agent Skye got back to extraction point at H+1.
Agent Simmons refused to take care of Prisoner Ward. Changed her mind quickly after, under pressure of Agent Skye. Behavior could count as disobeying orders. Sanctions to be taken by Agent Carter as team leader and senior agent.
Agents Carter, Morse, Hunter and Pierce got back at H+1.5.
Team arrived at SHIELD base: Playground (location confidential), HQ, at H+5.
Subject was taken into med bay at arrival.
Debriefing with Level 9 Director Philip Coulson at H+6 (joined report of the debriefing).
REPORT BY: AGENT 13 SHARON CARTER, LEVEL 6.
Once in the Nine Realms, up was Asgard ,the golden home of the Æsir, the race of the gods and goddesses of war and power, such as Odin, Thor and Sif. On the same level of the world lay Vanaheim, home of the Vanir, the fertility and magic gods and goddesses, such as Frigga. In the "golden era" of the distant past, the gods lived in harmony, playing games in the meadows.
One day, Gullveig, a Vanir, visited Odin in his hall at Asgard. Gullveig could talk of nothing but her love for gold. The Æsir loathed listening to such talk, and decided that the world would be better off without her. They seized her, riddled her body with spears, and threw her onto the fire in the center of the hall. She burned to death, but stepped whole out of the flames. Twice more, she was seized, killed, and burned. Twice more, she walked whole out of the flames. She was a seer and enchantress, the mistress of evil magic.
When the Vanir heard how the Æsir had welcomed Gullveig, they swore vengeance and began to prepare for war. Odin, sitting in his high seat in his palace Valaskjálf, saw the preparations, and soon the Æsir, too, prepared for war. The gods moved against each other. Odin cast his spear into the host of the Vanir. Thus, the first war began.
The Vanir quickly gained the upper hand. Using magic, they reduced the walls of Asgard to rubble. The Æsir moved forward, and caused similar damage to Vanaheim. The battle raged, and the longer it went on, the more clear it became that neither side was likely to win.
The gods wearied and decided to meet to discuss terms. They argued about the origin of the war, and whether the Æsir alone were responsible, or whether both sides were entitled to tribute. In the end, they decided to live together in peace. To enforce this agreement, leaders from the two sides were exchanged as hostages.
Njord and his daughter Frigga, who were the leading Vanir, traveled to Asgard. Frigga would become the Queen of the Golden Realm. In exchange, the Æsir sent Hœnir and Mímir to Vanaheim. The Vanir appointed Hœnir to be one of their leaders.
With the wise Mímir at his side, Hœnir was unfailing. But without Mímir, Hœnir seemed incapable of making a decision. "Let someone else decide," he would always say.
The Vanir suspected that they had been tricked, and that they had gotten the worse part of the bargain in the exchange of leaders. For revenge, they hacked off the head of Mímir and sent it by messenger back to Odin and the Æsir.
Odin cradled the head, smearing it with herbs and chanting magical charms over it. The head was preserved from decay and given the power of speech, so that Mímir could always share his wisdom with Odin.
Frigga who was wise with magical knowledge taught Odin the magic called seiðr, which carried great power. He could learn men's fates, see the future, bring death and misery, or transfer intellect and strength from one man to another. But this magic was so unseemly and effeminate that it was thought shameful for men to have anything to do with it.
Magic was drawn but the war had stopped. There were casualties, there is always. But the one that didn't strike back was the winner. They gained the wisdom from the magical mouth of Mimir. There is always a gain and a loss in war, however equal the outcome tend to be.
This was how the terrible war between the Æsir and the Vanir began and ended. How the path was cleared for other wars of the Men after that of the Gods.
Until next time,
The Queen of Heart