Merendinoemiliano: I promise no more reboots will be made from this.
Lightblade23: I don't feel doubtful I just felt, after reading both versions, they could be mixed together to make something better and so far I feel like it's going strong but thank you for your kind words. Even if you know where this story is going, stick around for the character development.
Dragon Bone Z: Of course more will appear they just won't have important rolls. Except for one but that'll be way farther in the story.
Chapter 4
Valhalla
Thor was speechless. He had read that Valhalla was the palace Odin dwelled in with the Einherjar, fallen warriors sent to Asgard. That, however, was not true. It wasn't Odin's home, nor a hall for eternal feasting. It was a school!
He stared at Odin who had an amused look upon his face. So this is what the Allfather meant by learning the same way as his sons did. This was why he was refused private lessons. He was being shipped off to school. To train amongst people his age.
"Valhalla...is a school?"
"Yes. It has always been a place of training the body, mind, and soul. It is where your brothers learned from and so will you." Odin said as he pulled into an empty parking space and shut off the engine. "Rossweisse said you need the power to use the hammer, which you have. However, your use of it on Midgard was wild and untamed. Training here will help you control your powers and I can assure you that you will learn much in the halls of Valhalla."
Thor pondered the king's words. Would he like being here?
Maybe, maybe not. It all depended on how he was treated. This would be something new to experience since he never went to school.
When he was with the Church he was given a normal education, along with how to fight against the forces of darkness and hunting. Valhalla would educate him on science, math, and history. However those would probably be a second priority, here he would lean magic and combat.
"Unlike the Church, Valhalla will give you the education you need, you deserve. As well as the skills to master the art of spell casting, to master the power of thunder."
"You are correct. Many have come here and gone on to become great warriors, such as Baldur, Ullr, and even that mischievous blood-brother of yours."
Thor turned when hearing a new voice. It was an elder man who looked nearly identical to Odin. However, unlike Odin, his white hair was short and neatly combed, clean-shaven, and had two eyes were golden. He was dressed in violet robes that swept across the ground as he approached with arms spread wide and a smile upon his face.
"Vili!" Odin greeted, embracing the man in a tight hug. "It feels so long since we last talked!"
"That was two weeks ago, you old coot." The man called Vili laughed before he turned his attention to the red-haired boy.
"Ah. You must be the one the Allmother told me about. Imagine my surprise to hear who you are. I nearly had a heart attack over it. I'm Vili, headmaster of Valhalla Academy and Odin's first younger brother." He introduced while putting his hand out to shake.
Thor was shocked once again. Vili!? Brother of Odin? He'd never heard of Odin having siblings in what the Church had him read. This was most surprising. Guess that makes him his uncle.
"A pleasure to meet you, Lord Vili."
"I prefer the headmaster Vili." The God corrected with a smile. "Your time here in Valhalla Academy will not be wasted, my son. For you will learn many things aside magic and fighting. You could go into the studies of our history, strive to be among Asgard's greatest chefs, or as the original Thor did and sure you will as well, become a hero who protects the Nine Realms."
"I've already enrolled you into a third-year class and you will be learning magic from one of the strongest youths in Asgard. Now have fun and make your father proud." Odin said with a proud smile.
With that, the Allfather strolled back to his car and zoomed off back to the city to do who knows what. Thor swore he saw a perverted look appear on the king's face before departing.
"That brother of mine I swear…" Vili muttered with a shake of his head. "He's probably going to one of the pubs or brothels."
"What did you say?" Thor asked, hoping he heard that wrong.
"Nothing," Vili reassured before gesturing him to follow. "Come, my nephew, let me show you around."
Valhalla halls...
When the students of Valhalla Academy saw their headmaster accompanying a red-head stranger they stopped and stared. The red-head male was a tall handsome man wearing very casual clothes. His hair was tied in a ponytail and ending just above the middle of his back.
Questions began to be passed around about the stranger.
"He's cute."
"Wonder if he's from Vanaheim."
"He might be a new Einherjar."
"If he is, how do you think he died?"
"He must have done something very brave to have a Valkyrie resurrect him as an Einherjar."
"I suggest you hurry to class instead of staring," Vili said with a kind smile.
His words sent the students moving once more and when the last student left, Thor looked around and was in awe. If Valhalla was beautiful on the outside, its interior was gorgeous. The floor, ceiling, and walls were all made of stone thousands of doors, staircases, and hallways everywhere. On the upper walls were stained glass windows each depicting one of the Aesir, the Nine Realms or a battle from ages long ago. Smaller windows aligned the hallways, allowing large rays of sunlight in and give a view outside that was so breathtaking you could not take your eyes away from it. You could even see Asgard off in the distance, its skyscrapers touching the clouds. High above all of this hanging from the ceiling was a massive chandler, its lights shifting through the colors of the rainbow.
"Valhalla Academy's education system ranges from preschool to college level and split into three separate groups; Asgardian, Einherjar, and Valkyrie. While Aesir, Vanir, and Einherjar are co-ed, Valkyrie Education is strictly all female and the hardest class for any woman striving to become one of the elite warriors." Vili explained as he led him up the nearest staircase.
"Einherjar woman can't be Valkyries?" Thor asked.
"They cannot. As I said, only Aesir and Vanir woman can join the Rapid Response Corps. It breaks my heart to see an Einherjar woman cry at having her dreams of being a Valkyrie get crushed, but those were the rules installed by the Queen. She had tried giving Einherjar a chance but either they could not use magic or weren't strong enough to endure the harsh training required for it. For a woman to become a Valkyrie she must be strong-willed, show no fear in the face of overwhelming odds and be ready to lay down their lives for Asgard if need be. Those were Lady Freya's words when she created the Valkyrie. If you wish for more information on them feel free to look up their history in the library or asking one of Valkyrie teachers if they are not busy. Now, I believe we have arrived at your room." Vili said stopping at a door on the third-floor number 247. "I've already informed Mr. Vestri that you'll be his student and he'll give you your schedule for the semester. Now go on, study hard, make friends, and as my brother said, make him proud."
As Vili departed to his office, Thor stared at the door of room 247. In that room beyond this door was the teacher, Vestri is what Vili called him, and his student who were to be his classmates. He knew the moment he entered this room, he would start school.
I hope this won't be like the Church…
He reached from the knob, which he noticed was put lower than usual, and about to enter the room when the door was swung open. He looked up to meet Vestri but saw nobody there. He wasn't even at his desk, which also was fairly small.
"Ah, so you are my latest student." Said a deep voice.
Thor looked down and saw that Vestri was not an Aesir.
"You're...a Dwarf?"
Vestri laughed loudly, he was used to these kids being surprised that their teacher was a native of Nidavellir and too no offended by it. He wore an emerald green pinstripe suit and a bushy blonde beard that had grey streaks from age tucked into a golden belt and deep brown eyes. After calming himself from the laugh he smiled and raised his large hand for Thor to shake. "Welcome to class 247, son. I'm Vestri, the homeroom teacher of this class."
"Thank you Mr. Vestri. I-"
"No need to introduce yourself just to me. You should say that to the class."
Without warning, the Dwarf pulled Thor into the room, eyes darting around at the many faces who stared back at him in wonder and awe.
"As you are all aware of the class, the Allfather has graced us with a last-minute student to join us for the first winter semester. Now, go on and tell us who you are." The Dwarf encouraged with a smile.
Thor looked at the class, a sense of nervousness filling him as a memory flashed through his mind. In that brief memory flash, he stood in a room full of people who studied him carefully, people wearing crosses…
When did that happen? How long ago was it and... were they experimenting on him?
"Don't be afraid, son. Give your name and family, or name and something about you." Vestri said, breaking Thor from his though of the memory.
Thor glanced back at the teacher a second time. His name and family… He calmed himself as best he could before speaking loudly for the whole class to hear.
"I am Thor, Son of Odin."
Vestri knew his students would gasp, scream, shout, jump and or freeze at hearing it was his step-nephew. He still chuckled at their reactions. How the rest of Asgard would feeling about this boy would depend on them. These kids, this new generation would get along with him just fine.
"Settle down. Settle down. I know you are eager to speak with Thor, but you are still in class so wait till it is over. Now Thor, take a seat next to Vandil."
Thor saw the empty seat next to the Vandil. He was very tall, 7foot 6 by the looks of it, and rippled with muscular by how tight his shirt was. His brunette hair was very long and tied in a braid ending at the center of his back with the sides shaved off. Yet despite the imposing look his grey eyes twinkled with kindness and excitement, probably because he was the lucky one to have the Son of Odin sitting next to him,
The moment he sat down Vandil spoke.
"Welcome to Asgard, Thor. I'm Vandil Son of Aurvandil the Brave."
"Thanks," Thor whispered before turning his attention to Vestri.
"As I was saying before, with the death of Thrym the Conqueror at the hands of Prince Odin, the Jotun army fled back Jotunheim, thus ending the Aesir-Jotun war. After Thrym's demise, his siblings, advisors, and children all fought for the throne which led to civil war and the fall of the Jotun Empire. Resulting in the Giants living as tribes scattered throughout their world fighting to claim territories over one another."
Thor couldn't believe what he was hearing, Aesir-Jotun war, Jotun Empire!? The Mythology books never spoke of anything like this. Then again, humans knew nothing of the Supernatural world.
It wasn't long till the bell finally rang for class to end with the Dwarf reminding students to study for their next for next week, which Thor, unfortunately, was unprepared for.
"Hey don't worry. If you listen to Mr. Vestri, you'll get caught up to us by the time of testing day." Vandil encouraged the red-head with a broad smile.
"Thanks." Thor nodded.
"Sooooo are you an Aesir too?" Asked Thor.
"Nope. I'm a Jotun!" Vandil said, throwing out his chest proudly, "And are you really the Allfather's son? Cuz I heard you, I mean Thor, died. How is that possible? Thor sacrificed himself to protect Asgard against Surtr."
Thor was taken aback by the boy's answer. A Jotun in Valhalla!? How did that come to be!?
"I am not sure." He said remembering the Jotun's question, "Even I am confused on how I have his powers. All I know is that I was born with this power."
"I'm sure you'll find the answers you seek." Vandil reassured, "A shame I never got to meet my biggest idol, but at least I can know the new Thor."
Thor blinked, "Idol?"
The brunette nodded, excitement shining in his eyes once more. "You, or rather Thor, has always been my idol. The adventures about the God of Thunder always excited me as a kid and they still do. Especially the one where the Original Thor saved my father, Aurvandil the Brave. He carried him across a frozen riven and had to knock his right big toe off because it got frozen. Because of that heroic deed, they became friends, allowed my father to live in Asgard and for me to devote myself to be just like him, or rather you...a hero!"
"Really?" Thor asked so the Original Thor saved his father. That explains how a Jotun was living in Asgard
"That's right. Anyway, were you heading to now?"
Thor looked at the sheet of paper in his hand gives by the Dwarf. "Well, I finished history class so now I'm going to magic training. Odin said I would be trained by one of the strongest youths in Asgard."
"Magic training eh? I may not have talent in the art of magic, but I am super strong, just like him and use a war-hammer as a commemoration to the mighty Mjolnir."
"Of course. I even named my hammer Benbryter."
Bone breaker… that's quite a name.
As he followed the Jotun through the hall he noticed several girls he passed to give the same looks he received in class, winking or waving. His response was a bashful smile and cheeks redder than his hair, which he had tied in a braid. And their reaction was either a giggle or smile.
"Is that him? The red-head in Vestri's class?"
Thor perked up when he heard a girl ask her friends.
"Yeah, that's the transfer for my class and you're not going to believe this, says his name is Thor!"
"No!?"
"Yes! He even said he's the Allfather's son!"
"Are you serious?"
"I am."
"He's really cute."
Thor blushed harder at that. Nobody ever called him cute before. Was this going to be a trend at Valhalla? Are all the girls going to call him cute and possibly try flirting with him?
"I wonder if he's good beneath the sheets."
Thor hurried along, not wanting to imagine himself in that particular scene while Vandil laughed.
Valhalla training field
"Here we are. Behind these doors are where you need to be, Thor. Whoever is to train you will be waiting here."
"Thank you, Vandil, I shall not forget your assistance." Thor smiled and put his hand out for Aksel to shake, which he did enthusiastically.
"It was no problem to help the Son of Odin. I would keep helping but I must hurry to my next class. Till next time."
Thor waved to the Jotun as he hurried off to his next class, leaving him to journey alone. He opened the door and stepped outside.
The training grounds were where all training took place, magic, melee, and physical training. Yet despite all these, its massive size, no matter where he looked, Thor could not find who was supposed to train him. All he saw were students doing pushups, sit-ups, jogging, and other exercises. Some had stopped their training and looking at him. No doubt word had spread about him attending.
There was nothing magical...yet.
"You lost?"
Thor turned to the girl, it was a girl by the sound of her voice. She, like Vandil, was strong by how toned she looked. Her violet hair was straight and reached her knees with the rest styled in a crown braid and two low braids framing the side of her face that ended just above her chest, which was very large and exposed a lot of cleavage from the tank top she wore.
"Y-yes." He said, trying his best to keep his eyes from moving down, which was proving to be quite a challenge. "I came here searching for my magic teacher but wasn't told who it was."
"Is that so? Well, you're in the wrong area, my friend. Head to the training arena's that is where you will find your teacher." She said pointing to the left.
"Thanks for your help," Thor said before jogging off to the arenas.
Upon arriving he saw hundreds of open-roofed buildings in different shapes and sizes filled either one, two, or more people casting spells, spare with weapons or fists. As he looked through them he stopped upon noticing a familiar silver-haired Valkyrie standing alone, arms crossed and foot tapping.
"Rossweisse!" He called stepping into the arena, glad to finally find his teacher in magic.
She turned around a deep frown was on her face. "You're late." She said impatiently.
"Sorry, I was just enrolled in Valhalla and needed help in knowing where this area was. Plus Odin didn't tell me you were training in magic." The red-head apologized.
"Well now that you here we can begin training." The Valkyrie declared before a light engulfed her.
Thor shielded his eyes from the light and when it faded he saw she was clad a white chest plate with gold and pale blue accents and matching, fingerless gauntlets, boots, hip guards, and wing-shaped hair clips. Black thigh-high stockings, and a pale blue cloth wrap underneath her hip guards, all of which was clad with pink lacing along with her hair clips. Beneath all that armor was a simple black leotard. Only her chest, forearms, lower legs, and hips were protected. The rest of her limbs and midriff where unguarded meaning she could get hit in those areas.
Was that supposed to be the famous Valkyrie armor? It looked more like a kinky Halloween costume. If she wasn't wearing such revealing armor he'd be focused more on her face, which had a mix of embarrassment and annoyance.
"My eyes are up here," Rossweisse growled.
"Sorry!" Thor blustered, covering his eyes and turning away while blushing. "But how can you call that armor? Your body is unprotected to attack."
Rossweisse shook her head, he was raised in the Church so she should have known he'd react this way when seeing her armor.
"The Valkyrie armor is created for mobility! Lady Freya was said to be the fastest female warrior in all of Asgard and that was due to her light armor! It was copied and mass-produced for us so we can act as a first response force to enemy attacks or hit and run missions! Plus there are magical defenses to keep the open parts protected."
That sounded more like an excuse than a description to the God of Thunder. She should have armor covering her entire body. If she was hit in any of her unguarded areas, either by a physical or magical attack too powerful to withstand then she would be grievously wounded or die.
He bit his lower lip at the last thought. Rossweisse wouldn't die. She was the Allfather's bodyguard so she had to be made of sterner stuff.
Clearing her throat the Valkyrie began speaking again, "Before joining with Vanaheim, all Asgard knew was how to swing a weapon. It was after the Aesir-Vanir War that Asgard began using magic. I'm not sure if the Church taught you the difference between magic and demonic powers but I'll still explain it since I'm training you. Demonic powers require imaginative, while Holy requires faith in their God and service to Heaven. Magic, all magic, requires mathematics and pattern recognition to wield correctly."
She put her hand out and from it appeared a magic circle with Nordic symbols that fired a beam of pure magic at the stuffed dummy at the far end of the arena obliterating it to pieces.
"Now you try."
Stepping forward he inhaled a deep breath and let his worries go to focus on casting the spell. He looked back to Rossweisse who nodded for him to give it a try. Obeying like a soldier, he raised his hands and stared ahead, trying to formulate patterns and calculations to try a spell, specifically a thunder one. He was the God of Thunder and had to master the elements of thunder and lightning.
"You're calculations do not need to be so complicated. Try a simple calculation, form it in your head and let your magic flow into your hands."
Simple calculation…
One plus four…
Flow the magic into the hands…
He looked to his hands and saw something flicker in front of them briefly. Excitement filled began to fill him. He almost had it. He just needs to put some more magic into it. Soon a magic circle appeared in front of him.
Boom!
Only to explode and send him crashing to the floor.
"Are you alright!?" Rossweisse asked rushing over to see if he was hurt.
"I'm fine." Thor coughed as he waved the smoke away from his face. What the hell went wrong? He had the spell only to have it backfire on him! He looked to the Valkyrie for answers.
"You poured too much magic into your spell." She simply said as she helped him up. "As I said, Norse magic requires mathematics and pattern recognition to wield correctly, which makes them incredibly complicated to perform. Try it again but will less magic."
Standing clear for him to practice once more, the bodyguard of Odin watched the red-head carefully. His body was relaxed, his stance was correct, now to see if he can correctly cast a spell this time. Her eyes flickered to his hands and saw another magic circle flicker like before but had sparks flash within the center.
"Stop. You're trying to perform a thunder spell aren't you?" Her answer was correct when he glanced away. "Thor, I know you're the God of Thunder and you're affinity to thunder and lighting is important but the original Thor wasn't known for just that. He had the power to control storms, and what elements of nature are affiliated with storms aside thunder and lightning?"
"Wind and water."
"Correct. Wind, water, thunder, and lightning. These were all spells Thor had at his command and you do as well. Try again."
Thor tried and tried. No matter how many spells he tried to cast not one would work. He had watched Rossweisse examples but when he would do it it'd either disappear or explode in his face. He hummed in disappointment at his failure. Yet despite this, the Valkyrie wasn't upset one bit.
She was rubbing her chin in thought as to why it wouldn't work for him. Perhaps spell casting wasn't his talent. The Aesir were more suitable to weapons than magic so maybe empowering a weapon with thunder can work. Either that or…
The school bell rang alerting students for the next class.
It can wait for next time. Her lessons were done for today, he had other studies to attend.
Later that day…
Thor walked to the front of Valhalla like the rest of the kids. His last class ended meaning he could go home and relax, or find Rossweisse and have her train him again. His first day at school was quite eventful, history with a Dwarf and magic training with a Valkyrie. He grimaced at failing to cast a spell. He needed to study magic and math to understand how it works properly. He needed another set of skills aside fists and weapons to-
…
That's it!
He had Jarnbjorn and could try transferring his magic into the axe. Perhaps that could-
"Thor!"
Thor jumped when a hand clasped down on his shoulder.
"They're here is!"
Thor paused when hearing that and looked back to see a group of girls and boys staring at him with envy, awe, and respect. Some girls he saw had hearts in their eyes while others drooled.
Uh oh…
"He's handsome!"
"He's sexy!"
"Thor go on a date with me!"
Without warning, Thor ran as fast as his legs could carry him. Unfortunately, the sound of a thousand feet following him could be heard.
"Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Gotta lose them! Gotta lose them!" He thought and jumped down a flight of stairs and turning a corner. He threw open a door and dashed all the way across the courtyard to the sparing section. He ducked into one of the arenas and collapsed to his knees exhausted. He wasn't sure if he was still being followed but hopefully, he lost them. Never in his life had he ran so fast before.
Is...Is this what high school is like? Getting chased by women and asked to go on a...date!?
"Again!"
Thor perked up when he heard the commanding tone following what sounded like the clanging of a sword. Somebody must be training. Before going to find who it was, he peaked out of his hiding spot and saw the coast was clear of those love-struck girls. Hopefully, he wouldn't encounter then again today or the next day…
"Once more!"
"Ha!"
Thor strained his hearing to see where the sounds of training were coming from and discovered it wasn't far. Eventually, he found it was happening in a large arena, larger than the previous ones he had been in. He looked inside and saw the occupiers of the room.
It was two girls, the older one was tall with long light blue hair and hazel eyes. Her arms were crossed and she had a stern expression on her face while the younger one was swinging a hand and a half sword as if she were fighting multiple opponents. He realized they were Valkyries by the armor they wore but the younger one had a different color to the white-blue pattern worn by Rossweisse and the blue-haired Valkyrie, her armor was emerald with gold trimmings on the edge, her gauntlets covered her fingers and white runes ran down her hip guards. And there was something else he noticed about the Valkyrie. Her hair was violet and there was one girl in this school he recognized with that hair color and amber eyes.
"It's her!" Thor gasped not realizing he said it out loud or that the blue-haired woman heard him.
"It seems we have ourselves a spectator." The older Valkyrie said turning around.
Thor froze when she looked upon him. The stern look in her eyes softened when seeing him. She didn't seem bothered he was watching the training. Nevertheless, he should say something. "Sorry for staring. I couldn't help investigating what was going on."
"There's no problem having the Son of Odin watch." The violent haired Valkyrie said with a smile.
"You know me?"
"Everybody knows the Allfather's son has joined the halls of Valhalla." Answered the older woman with a tiny smile. "Word of you has spread quickly and will continue long before the Allfather declares you to all of Asgard."
She wasn't wrong. Hearing Odin adopted a boy with his oldest son's name would be quite the news for any Aesir.
"Well...you know me but I do not know you."
"Oh, my deepest apologies." The violent haired girl drew herself to her full height, her smile brightened. "I am Sigrun."
"And I Brynhildir, Commander of the Valkyries and Sigrun's godmother and master."
"It's an honor to meet you." Thor bowed.
Sigrun chuckled, "It's an honor to meet you again, Thor. I had no idea you were the Prince of Asgard until I heard about you."
"I knew." Brynhildr said, "I knew Thor when we were young. You look so much like him."
Thor blushed. This had been his first day at school and he was being committed so much. Who else would say he look like the original Thor?
"So...what were you doing?"
"Training obviously. Sigrun
"Ah...well, forgive me for disturbing you. I best get going, Odin will be waiting for me and-"
"Hold a moment. Perhaps we can spar?"
Thor looked back at Sigrun when she suggested that, a look of excitement and determination filled her eyes.
"A spar between Odin's son and my goddaughter? That sounds like a fight all of Asgard would wanna watch." Brynhildir offered. "Perhaps you can show us what you know?"
Thor looked between the two girls. A spar? With his step-cousin? That...sounded fun. No killing, no life, and death situation. Just two people having a friendly fight to see who was better.
"Sure. That sounds like fun!" Thor said, a tiny smile slowly spreading upon his face.
"Catch," Brynhildir called after materializing a sword with magic and tossing it to Thor which he caught easily and withdrew from the scabbard.
He noticed the edge was sharp, meaning if he landed a strike he would scratch or dent the armor, an action he did not wish to do. Sigrun's Valkyrie armor wasn't like a regular set, it looked more elegant and had more protection. It must have been specially made for her liking.
"Ready?" Sigrun asked, blade raised for combat.
The moment Thor nodded Sigrun launched herself at the Thunder God. He dived to the side, barely dodging the strike sent by the violet haired Aesir. He rolled back onto his feet and blocked another strike but wasn't prepared for the sidekick. He felt the air leaves his lungs as he went flying into a wall, forming cracks on it upon impact. As he slid down the wall, Sigrun was upon him, blade pointed at his neck.
Now he knew why Rossweisse said the Valkyrie armor was for mobility. Sigrun was so fast! She was like a green blur!
However, Thor was not one to give up so easily…
"Yield your grace, I-"
Her sentence was cut off when Thor quickly batted away her sword and tackle her. The daughter of Freya flung him off her but allowed him to gain distance and reposition himself to keep fighting.
"Heh. So he still has some fight in him. This should be interesting." Thought Sigrun as she charged again.
Thor repositioned his blade to parry Sigrun's first two strikes and jump over a sweep kick to try knocking him off his feet. He answered by swinging down on her. His opponent rolled out of the way and lunged at him. Thor backed away and blocked a stab.
Her moves are so graceful and dangerous, Thor thought while ducking another attack and countering with a knee strike. Sigrun surprised him by leaning back and performing a backward cartwheel that allowed her feet to kick him in the jaw.
Sigrun rightened herself back up and lunged towards Thor who surprisingly wasn't stunned by her strike. He must be durable or fight through the pain. Nevertheless, she pressed onward to see what else he was capable of. Just before the tip of her blade was in strike distance, she pulled it back and performed a front flip axe kick. However before her leg could make contact, Thor dodged by somersaulting under her. As her foot slammed into the earth she spun on her left foot's heel and swing at Thor. Her blade was inches away from his neck.
"Got you."
"As do I."
The smirk Sigrun wore dropped at what he said. He had his back turned to her so how could he have his weapon aimed at her. Unless…
She looked down and saw his sword was flipped into a backward grip, its tip pointed at her abdomen.
A tie, Brynhildr thought before a smirk spread across her face. This boy may truly become something great.
She clapped her hands to gain their attention. "I think that's enough for today. Thor, you've shown you're capable of going toe to toe with Sigrun. Which in itself is quite impressive for someone your age considering she is the Second Strongest Valkyrie Youth."
"Second Strongest Valkyrie? Then who is the first?"
The two exchanged a look before Sigrun smiled, "Why Rose of course."
Thor blinked before realizing who she must be talking about. Rossweisse was the Strongest Valkyrie Youth? She truly was worthy of being the Royal Families bodyguard then.
No idea she had a nickname, then again with a name as long as her it would be easier to just call her Rose.
"It was an honor crossing blades with you, your grace. I hope we can spar more often." Sigrun said with an excited grin.
"As do I and please just call me Thor." The redhead retorted with a grin of his own.
And there we have our first day at Valhalla Academy. And I also made changes to Thor's friend and classmate. Aksel just felt like a tacked-on minor character who had little to no time to appear but that's gonna change with Vandal. Don't worry, he'll have plenty more screen time in later chapters.
I didn't like that Brynhildir was a title for the strongest Valkyrie so that is gonna be her real name and not a title and yes I did change Sigrun to a Valkyrie and not Thor's cousin, the idea was nice but now that Freya is Thor's step-mother.
Anyway, I'm off to get the next chapter ready. See you all soon! :D