Hello, again. I have decided to do updates as regularly as possible on Mondays and Wednesdays. So here is the second chapter for those who are interested.
Disclaimer: Again I do NOT own anything except my OCs. Thought to be honest the only people who "own" the Norse gods is the Nordic people, not Marvel.
Chapter 2
We all wake up lying on the floor groaning.
"Amanda? Xandra? Ivy? Are you all here?" I call out.
"I'm right here," I hear Amanda say from right next to me.
"Over here," Ivy responds.
"I'm by Ivy, Belial," Xandra says. If my head didn't hurt so much I would've called her out on saying my name right.
"Are these the Midgardians, Heimdall?" a booming voice asks.
"These are Midgardians," a deeper, slower voice responds.
"My brother and myself are aware these are Midgardians, Heimdall. What we wish to know is are these THE Midgardians," a higher, more sophisticated voice responds.
"These are the Midgardians the Bifrost pulled through," the one I'm assuming is Heimdall replies.
"Come brother who else would the Bifrost pull through?" The deeper voice says to, I'm guessing, the owner of the higher voice.
I'm suddenly lifted to my feet and I finally open my eyes. We appear to be in a spherical room with a circular door on one side and a circular doorway on the other with a raised pedestal in the center. A tall, muscled, blonde-haired man in odd dress is going around the room picking up my friends and putting them onto there feet with one hand. A slim, tall, black haired man in very green dress leans agains the doorway to what I assume is outside. A broad shouldered, tall, black man stands next to the pedestal with an intimidating sword in front of him.
"Welcome to Asgard, Midgardians!" bellows the blonde man. "I am Thor Odin-son and this is my brother Loki," he introduces as he throws a huge arm around the slim mans shoulders.
I hear Xandra and Ivy squeak in unison from across the room.
"As in the Norse gods of thunder and chaos?" I hear myself ask as my mind tries to catch up to what was just said.
"Of chaos? That's a new one. I like that. More often I'm referred to as the god of mischief, but yes that's us. But we aren't really gods. We are mortal. More on that later, though," Loki explains.
Note: Again I apologize for the short chapter. Just my writing style for this particular story. I am focusing more on plot than length, plus I'm a glutton for cliffhangers. Sorry!
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P.S. Thank you everyone for the reviews I did get on my last chapter! Made my day!