Chapter Ninety
I didn't like it.
It's odd. I thought that I would love being something like an Asgardian.
But I didn't. I didn't feel like me. I was a stranger in my own body.
"It feels so odd," I murmured to Loki as we rode down the BiFrost. I gazed at the stars as we passed by. Have they always been this bright? We both sat on a beautiful horse. Oddly enough, I wasn't scared of the horse at all. When I was a child, even up until now, I've always hated horses. Well, that's not entirely true. They are beautiful, majestic creatures, but I am terrified of them. I was always scared that they would buck me off, or kick me in the face with their hind hooves, or stampede over me. But I felt perfectly at home on this horse's back. Maybe it was an Asgardian thing.
"What does?" Loki asked.
"Being an Asgardian," I said. "I just feel so…weird. Like I do on days when I wake up and my anxiety is getting to me, and suddenly there's not enough air, and there's an itch running through my entire body that I can't scratch. I just feel so…alien, in this body."
Loki laughed at my choice of words. I didn't even realize the pun until he started laughing. "Don't worry," he said. His voice sounded like melted honey. "You'll adjust. After all, you have thousands of years to do it."
I raised my eyebrows. I had completely forgotten that. And it made me wonder…did Loki change me into an Asgardian for more than one reason? I remember when he was talking to Thor, about how Jane was a human, and she'd die eventually, as a human's lifespan is only a small blip on their timeline. Maybe Loki made me an Asgardian…so I wouldn't leave him.
Oh, that's silly. Right? I mean…he wouldn't… Right? RIGHT?
"But it will be harder," Loki said, snapping me back to reality. "You have better sight, better hearing. All of your senses are enhanced. You're stronger, more nimble, more graceful. Once you adjust, you'll become in much better control of your body parts."
Well that explained why his voice sounded so good. And why I almost couldn't stop looking away from the stars. Why they seemed so much brighter than before.
"Loki, if you know all of this stuff, that means that someone else was converted to an Asgardian," I said, realizing something.
"Yes," he replied. "Only once, other than you."
"Who?" I asked.
"My mother," he replied, eyes set straight ahead. "Frigga. But that's a story for another time."
I looked up. We had reached the end of the bridge.
And we were consumed in a mix of rainbow light and stars.
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