Dunedan: That's right! Thor has met the best Valkyrie!
NexusPrime42: Issei will still have his Harem but it won't be all the girls. I'll be taking a page out of Dunedan's story to pair each girl into either a small harem or a single pairing.
Guest-Questioner: To answer your questions in order, no Thor won't have a harem in this story. Issei will still have a harem albeit it will be smaller because not all the girls will be after him. You seem to have missed that I won't have Thor meeting Rias and the gang until after season 1. So he won't be stopping Raynare, train the Peerage or fight Riser.
Chapter 3
The Treasure Vault
A day after Thor fully recovered, Odin came to greet him.
"My boy, how are you?"
"Much better than before." The red-head answered as he slid out of bed and stretched his limbs. It was good to finally walk around and see more of Asgard.
"Then I want you to come with me. There's someone who wishes to see you."
"Who?" Thor asked as he followed the Allfather.
"That would be my wife."
"Frigga?"
"Freya." Odin corrected, "Mortals can be quite silly in what they write. Some sources say Frigga is Queen, other's say Freya. The truth is...Freya is the Queen. I call her my beloved…my Frigga."
"And she's not just Queen of Asgard, but of the Valkyries as well."
"Bingo!" Odin chuckled with a wink. "If there's one thing I can thank those humans for is
So Freya and Frigga were the same Goddess. Frigga is Queen of Asgard and Freya Queen of the Valkyries.
As they walked the massive halls of Asgard Thor all around in amazement. The architect was beautiful look upon, the golden pillars with marking in the hospital could be seen in other areas and painting depicting great battles hung upon the walls. Each guards they passed stood at attention when seeing the Allfather, there armor a dazzling white like snow on mountains.
At last they rounded a corner leading towards a set of massive doors. When they opened it revealed a room bigger than the doors leading to it. It looked big enough to fit three blue whales. Unlike the hallways, there were no pillars in this room, instead, there were carvings upon the walls depicting battles fought through the years. On the stone floor was a long red carpet leading to a small set of stairs that had two large thorns sat at the top and behind them was a massive tree with roots spreading everywhere.
"That can't be the real Yggdrasil can it?" Thor asked aloud as he gazed upon the tree.
"Not the real one. An artificial creation for decoration. The real one lives with the realm between realms."
The moment he heard those words, Thor felt as if all his worries had washed away in an instant. It was clearly a woman who spoke to them.
When he turned his eyes down they widened greatly. It was a voluptuous woman; despite the maturity of her bearing she looked to be almost the same age as Rossweisse. A golden crown of leaves was nestled atop her with ocean blue hair which ending in curls above her waist. She wore a sky blue robe which exposed her shoulders and a lot of cleavage and a trailing gold cloak.
"Freya, Goddess of Fertility and Love."
"I am dear boy." Freya replied, a gentle smile grazing her lips and approached the red-head with a graceful stride. "And you must be the one my husband told me about."
"D-did he now?" Thor said, feeling flustered at the Goddess' smile and large bust being so close to him, which Odin was ogling over, but the boy wasn't aware of.
"Of course. How he found you buried beneath a building and a test subject to the Church. I am deeply troubled by their actions but glad you are now among us and can discover your mystery past together."
Out of everyone in Asgard - in all the Realms - Freya had taken Thor's sacrifice with the greatest pain. She would rarely speak at councils and always cry herself to sleep in her husband's arms. In recent years she was slowly coming to cope with it but that still didn't ease the pain. That is until her husband brought news of a boy wielding not only her son's powers but his name as well. Of course this was a surprise to be sure and had told herself Odin was lying to cheer her up but knew the Allfather was no liar.
Now he was awake and she could finally meet him. The Queen of Asgard looked at him thoroughly, her green eyes staring into his blue. The more she stared at him the more she began to see how much he resembled Thor when he was a teenager. Then she cupped his face and pressed their foreheads together, an action which had the red-head blushing crazily.
"Wha-"
"Remember to keep those eyes on my face, my silly husband." Freya commanded gently, snapping Odin out of his ogling which he grumbled about. After a minute of silence she pulled away, a kind smile upon her face. "You have his looks, you have his name, and I sense you have his power. Perhaps this is Fate's way of giving second chances."
Thor didn't know what to say to this so he kept quiet.
"Do you have nothing to say?" Freya asked kindly.
"Uhm… t-thank you."
Freya giggled at the boy's words before addressing her husband, "My love, I believe now is the time we-"
Just then the doors opened and in came Rossweisse escorting Azazel and Baraqiel. The Valkyrie had just finished giving the two Cadre a tour through Asgard to show where the troubles were.
"Ah! Lady Freya, it is so good to see you! You're beauty is as radiant as the sun!"
"It is a pleasure to see you as well. As I was saying before you came, I think now is the time we give it to Thor."
"Indeed it is. Come Thor, allow me to show you what I wish to give you."
With the Valkyrie and Fallen Angel's joining them, Sigurd and others followed the Alfather through the throne room, down a flight of stars, through a narrow hallway until they reached a set of enormous doors with the Norse symbol upon it. Odin placed a hand upon the seal causing it to glow white before the doors opened to reveal an even bigger room stocked to the brim with weapons and artifacts of all shapes and sizes.
Azazel whistled. Odin's treasure vault. Never in his whole life would he have expected to step into this room. There was so much stuff he would borrow and-
"Azazel...are you thinking about performing research on some of these items?"
The sweet tone and smile Freya sent towards the Governor General made him feel sweat form on his brow. Powerful as he was, even he was no match for the Queen of Asgard. Norse magic was more advanced than Holy magic.
"Of course not, my lady. Why would I do that? Hehe."
Freya continued to stare at the Fallen Angel before following her husband. That man was such a troublemaker sometimes. Always trying to get his hands on things to tinker with. Although she preferred the researching Azazel than the cruel general he had been in the Great War.
"Allfather, are you sure about this? He only just awoke yesterday and should continue to rest."
"Oh stop you're worrying, Rossweisse. He's fine. If he needed rest he'd ask for it." Odin said with a wave of his hand. "You're such a worrywart sometimes. No wonder you don't have a boyfriend."
The moment those words were said, Rossweisse stiffened before tears formed in her eyes.
"Now, Odin, there's no need to say such things. Lady Rossweisse just hasn't found the right man yet." Freya said, coming to the Valkyrie's defense who smiled weakly at her Queen's words.
"No boyfriend? How could someone as pretty as her be single?" Thor thought as he followed the pair into the room.
It had a faint blue glow to it with white lines running along the pillars and walls. Everywhere he looked he saw something related to war. There was glittering armor of many different colors with some set up on manikins that stood within golden chariots, thousands of melee weapons, shields, gauntlets, helmets and belts lined the walls. Weapons weren't the only things here, on pedestals sat jars and boxes with the Norse symbol, what they held within them was a mystery to him.
"Here it is."
When Thor heard that he looked to what Odin was staring at. It was a hammer.
But not a normal one. By far not.
A giant dangerous looking hammer. It ́s outer frame was black with a blue structure throughout its entire design from the head to the handle. In the middle piece was a Norse symbol.
Thor cocked his head to the side in confusion. He recognized this weapon. He'd seen the illustrations of it.
But, he thought...wasn't it supposed to be smaller?
Yes, he remembered. Mjolnir, the legendary war-hammer for Thor wasn't complemented. The handle was built too short. But here this one, it was longer and larger than imagined. Of course it was possible that in all this time someone had simply completed the handle.
"Is this...is this really Mjolnir?" he asked.
"No. It is not." came Odin ́s abrupt reply. "At least not the real one."
Thor stared at Odin in shock at the words. Not the real Mjolnir? But of course it couldn't be, the real Mjolnir was smaller.
"It is a replica." Odin continued, "Forged by the same material as the original and imbued with the same power. This replica is what the original would have looked like if that construction mistake had not happened."
What the original would have looked like huh. So Thor had wanted a hammer as big as him. A weapon that big would obliterate everything it made contact with. Possibly even destroy the world, he thought.
Thor looked to Odin in shock who waved his hand to take the hammer. He was being given Mjolnir...the God of Thunder's war hammer!
"Go on take it. Become the God of Thunder." Freya told him.
Become the God of Thunder…
Thor looked at Mjolnir then Odin and back to the hammer.
"I...I can't accept this!" He blurted out, "This belonged to your son Thor."
"You are my son." Odin replied while grasping Thor's shoulder tightly. "It is yours now."
Thor felt tears fill his eyes. He never had parents before or at least he didn't remember having any but hearing those words made his heart swell with joy. Odin was right. He was the son of Odin. He was worthy of Mjolnir!
He stepped toward the hammer, hand outstretched to grasp it. To take it as his own. To use it to destroy his enemies! No! Not destroy. Protect. He would use it to protect the ones he loved.
"Ah!"
As soon as he grasped the handle a jolt of electricity zapped him forcing the boy to pull away from the godly weapon. He looked back at new parents in shock and confusion then back to the hammer. What happened? Why did it do that? Was he not worthy of its power?
He looked back at Odin who was trying to stifle a laugh by the look on his face and Rossweisse scowling at him.
"Lord Odin that was not funny!" The Valkyrie scolded before helping the red-head to his feet.
But Odin ignored his bodyguard's scolding. The reaction was better than imagined.
"I'm sorry, your grace. The Allfather isn't who he was in his youth. At least that's what the Allmother says." Rossweisse apologized before turning her gaze to the hammer. "I feared this would happen as did Lord Odin, but he neglected to say since he thinks this was funny."
"Is it because I'm not worthy?" Thor asked, also looking at Mjolnir.
"No. The hammer, real and replica, have never needed worthiness to wield it. You need a powerful magic reserve and control over it. The latter is what you don't have unfortunately."
"She is right." Said Azazel, who also found the incident funny but didn't show it for fear of Freya. "If you are to wield Mjolnir you must control your magic. Control the power of thunder and lightning."
"And that's the reason why Rossweisse is going to train you."
All eyes turned to Freya when she said that.
"B-b-but Lady Freya, my duty—"
"Is being upheld, my dear Rossweisse. You are the Royal Families Bodyguard, not just to my silly husband. Besides, Mr. Baraqiel is more than capable of protecting the Allfather. Your duty right now is to help train Thor in magic."
Rossweisse looked between the Queen and her adopted son. She was always a woman who followed orders and never questioned them. If this was to be what she does then so be it."
"Hang on! Wouldn't it be easier if Baraqiel helped me instead? No disrespect to you Rossweisse, I'm sure your talents are incredible but—"
"I am sorry, Lord Thor, but my duty is to protect the Allfather, not train you." Baraqiel spoke with a deep voice.
"And like you said, Rossweisse talents in the art of magic are incredible. Some of the best I've seen in this year's generation. I promise you'll be in good hands." Freya said with a reassuring smile.
Thor sent an apologetic look towards Rossweisse who had been fuming at his words. In his defense, Baraqiel had the power of thunder and lightning like him but for someone as young as Rossweisse to become the bodyguard for the Royal Family meant she must be very powerful in Norse Magic.
"S-so what am I gonna do about a weapon then?" He asked, changing the subject.
"A good question and to answer your question, I know what can suit you until you are strong enough to wield Mjolnir." Odin answered, then he moved to a wall filled with weapons and took from one of the racks a two handed bearded axe. Its wooded handle had a slight curve to it while the axe head features artistic engravings.
"This...is Jarnbjorn. The weapon used before Mjolnir which also was created by the Dwarf's. A weapon worthy of your skill wouldn't you say?"
Thor stared at the mighty axe, unable to say anything. This was exactly as Odin had said, a worthy weapon for the new God of Thunder. As he accepted the axe, another weapon caught his eye. A weapon of unimaginable beauty.
Secured in a glass case and surrounded by many seals was a shattered two-handed broadsword, the long double edged blade was shaped like a leaf and glittered white like a pearl.
"I see you've spotted, Hrotti. The sword was found in Fafnir's horde by the Original Siegfried after he slew the dragon. Before being turned into a dragon, Fafnir's greatest creation was that sword, aside having the ability to absorb magic and send it back to the caster it also has the power to open portals and allow one to teleport wherever they wish to go, including Dimensional Gap, which is how Fafnir obtained his treasure horde. He would teleport all around the world stealing treasure's around the world till he made the fatal mistake of trying to steal from the Great Dragon King Tiamat. Of course being known as the Chaos Karma Dragon, karma did come for Fafnir and was turned into a Dragon by a powerful wizard. Of course this didn't stop the former Dwarf, it merely made his treasure stealing easier until Siegfried came along and slayed him."
Thor listened with great interest at the story about the sword and the Great Dragon King. He heard of the Excalibur's having one ability but to have two? Magic redirecting and portal opening, even to the Dimensional Gap, made Hrotti, a dangerous sword to cross paths with.
"How did you come by this sword if it was in Siegfried's possession and how did it break?"
"The first question is a rather funny way." Freya said with a chuckle, "This had happened years ago. After Fafnir was revived, yes we revived him, Siegfried's last living ancestor chose to return the sword to the Fafnir as a means of apology. By that time however, the Gigantis Dragon had chosen to make a contract with Azazel here to aid him in his Sacred Gear research by allowing himself to be sealed inside one of his Artificial Sacred Gears."
"Which just so happens to be my personal one." Azazel said proudly as he reached into his coat and withdrew from it a golden lance-like dagger with a purple jewel at the end of the handle. "Low and behold everyone! The very first Artificial Sacred Gear! Downfall Dragon Spear!"
The Aesir looked at the spear in awe and wonder. They had heard he had been making these and now they could finally see one. The very first one in fact. Freya was right, this Azazel was a better choice then who he previously was.
"Color me impressed, Azazel. I thought your research in making fake Sacred Gears would fail but it worked." Odin said with an amused smirk.
Thor looked at the spear in wonder. He heard of Fafnir being killed but didn't know he had been resurrected and sealed inside a Sacred Gear. First a sword forged by Fafnir and now an Artificial Sacred Gear? This day is full of surprises!
"And how did it break?" He asked again.
There was an uncomfortable silence before Rossweisse broke it, "Lord Baldur thought it would be funny to try testing the sword on himself, and now it is how you see it. We want the sword to be renewed but the Allfather says not until the time is right."
Thor tried not to sigh but it escaped his lips. Baldur, the God of Light, and his older step-brother, broke Hrotti because he wanted to be funny!? That…is not as epic as it sounded. Oh well, if Odin said it would be fixed when the time came, it would be.
"So Thor, are you ready to learn how to be a god?" Asked Odin.
Thor grinned enthusiastically at the Fallen's words. Of course he was ready! He didn't know how long it would take to lift Mjolnir but he would work his ass off till he was able to wield its power!
"Before any sort of training begins for you, mister. You first need to enroll in school."
"School?" Thor repeated, looking at the Allmother.
"Yes, school. So that you can truly understand our culture and the other Realms. Focusing all your efforts on combat and magic doesn't make a warrior great. A smart mind and good education are great help as well. Every weekday you shall attend our greatest school."
"And assist Grigori on weekends."
All eyes turned to Azazel while he stored his Sacred Gear back into his coat. The Fallen had a casual grin on his face when he suggested that. "Remember what we agreed upon you two."
"Agree? What agreement?" Thor asked, looking around in confusion.
And so Thor listened to how Asgard declined and what Grigori was going to help them and many Fallen Angel's disagreeing to the idea.
"When word reached our Faction of the alliance being formed, multiple Fallen Angel's broke away to form their own group and cause trouble with the Devils. We've managed to stop some but there are just too many going rogue. If this keeps up, the Fallen Angel race may go extinct sooner than we expected." Baraqiel said with a long sigh.
So that's what the problem was... guess the Church wasn't the only one severely weakened. Thor knew Grigori had lost the most troops in the Great War and now that Fallen Angels were going rogue they would end up exactly how Baraqiel said, extinct.
"Odin here has agreed to have his Aesir go out and stop them, and you can help end this issue, Thor." Azazel said.
"Me?" The redhead said with great surprise. He just escaped the Church and joined the ranks of Asgard. Now he was being said to join Grigori in stopping the Governor General's Angel's from going rogue?
"You. You're the God of Thunder after all, your name alone will make them drop to their knees and beg forgiveness from me. Plus anyone who takes these missions will be paid handsomely. Mind you I would prefer for them to be brought back alive if possible but I know they will be difficult and probably fight back and if they do… kill them."
"Are you sure, Azazel? That will only decrease our numbers even more."
"It will," The Governor-General said looking at his old friend with a sympathetic look, "but such treason will not be taken lightly. They will be given one chance to surrender and return. Should they refuse they will die."
He looked to Odin to hear what he'd think about this.
"That doesn't sound like a bad idea." He answered, "We help each other and show the other Factions peace is possible. However that won't be easy. Aside those troublemakers in your group, my own people do not fancy the idea of peace with the other Factions, especially with the Devils."
"Speaking of the Devils, won't they see this alliance as a threat and assume we're going to attack them?"
"Your right, Thor. However such a thing will never happen, for we are going to attack them. No war shall occur."
"And you know exactly why Asgard hates Devils, Odin." Freya whispered, her eyes flashing angrily, "Our son….he died protecting us. Protecting the world from Surtr to prevent Ragnarok from happening. And those Devils have the nerve to create a clone of him! They spit on our son's selfless sacrifice by doing this, Odin!"
"What can you expect? Devils are greedy and desire power above all else." Azazel said with a shrug.
"And it is that anger that is causing peace from forming. Everyone only wants to hate and kill each other rather than want true peace. If all the Faction's joined forces then we will all live with the ones we love in peace."
The anger Freya had vanished while Odin smiled proudly at the boy's words, he really was like her son. In the last years of Thor's life, after his fiery temper and love for battle had subsided, he always wished to see peace achieved. That was the
Now this new Thor would take up that goal; he would become the God of Thunder and help bring peace! And he would not do it alone, he would have his family and friends help.
Asgard
Thor always imagined Odin's kingdom to be exactly as how the historians and pop culture described it; medieval or futuristic. On the contrary it wasn't either. Asgard like it was today was a modern city sprawling with life.
He should have known it was built like this.
Rossweisse's suit had been a dead giveaway to their modern lifestyle. Nevertheless, it amazed him to see Asgard like this.
Everywhere he looked he recognized buildings like in any modern human city. There were skyscrapers lining up the view.
He could make out theaters, bars, restaurants, parks, and skating rinks. The only truly unique things were some of the names, such as Elven Light's Spa and Nail Salon and the Serpent's Cider.
There were even cars zooming along the streets, including the dark blue Ferrari he and Odin sat in. Seeing the King of Asgard at the wheel of a sports car was quite a sight to behold for Thor.
As they drove, he saw many people walk the streets. Some wore robes but most wore modern clothing. When they were at a stop sign or light people would bow to the King and whisper amongst themselves when seeing Thor.
Odin knew word would spread about the red-head but how they would take the news was unknown. He only hoped they would accept him.
"Where are we going?" He heard Thor ask from the passenger seat.
"You will have to wait and see." The Allfather said, his eye staying glued on the road.
Thor rolled his eyes at the vague answer. That wasn't very helpful. How was he supposed to prepare himself if he didn't know where he was going?
His next question better have a good answer to it.
"So I've noticed Asgard looked exactly like a city on Earth...but still retains some elements of medieval architecture."
He was corrected in his question. Despite all the modern buildings, there were still some made of stone and wood.
"Did you think the Supernatural world is stuck in one century? We all started adopting modern looks and techniques to try and keep ourselves relevant in the modern world." Odin answered as he turned right onto the highway. "Hence the cars, TV's, glass buildings."
'And yet you all still use primitive weapons…' Thor said to himself.
Every Faction, save the humans of the Church, used either a melee weapon or magic in combat. Only some of the Exorcists used firearms. But the sword and Sacred Gears were preferred over the gun and Supernatural beings had spell casting as their firearm. Sure you could see a spell coming, but unless you were properly trained to fight against the supernatural world, you would get obliterated by it.
As they drove down the highway, Thor asked another question. A very that had been bugging him since Odin rescued him. "So…this economic problem Azazel mentioned doesn't sound that bad." Thor said while looking at the great stone statues of the Norse Pantheon's Gods and Goddess scattered throughout Asgard. He didn't know which one was which, save one who had the most statues erected for him.
The God he was named after, Thor.
The original Thunder God was standing proudly with his mouth opened wide in a battle cry with his mighty hammer Mjolnir raised high.
The details put into each statue was incredible to look upon.
Off in the distance, passed the bustling city, were rolling grasslands, tall mountains with snowy peaks, and beyond those was the famous unfinished wall and rainbow bridge.
"You've only seen the upper part of Asgard." Odin said as he turned onto the highway. "The lower parts… they're a mess and need fixing up and the alliances we once had with the other Realms are fractured. Only Vanaheim still sees us as friends."
Thor said nothing at those words. Fallen Gods, broken friendships, and an economic crisis? The Norse Faction was not what he thought it would be. However, with Azazel's help hopefully that would change.
The rest of the drive was silent till Odin announced their arrival as he pulled up to an enormous building.
It looked like a mix between a hall and a castle and seemed to be about four stories high by the rows of windows on each level. There were other buildings surrounding the large one but these were three to two stories high. More statues like the ones in the city were here as well, situated on both sides of the pathway leading up to the building with Odin's standing in front of the great oak doors surrounded by a garden.
"Welcome," Said Odin, "to Valhalla Academy!"
Phew! This was a long chapter to edit but it's done and now the rest should be easier and soon will be back to where we were in the old story soon. And yes, I did make Valhalla a school, and I like it.
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