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lovlydovlyjaycie · 4 years ago

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Ævi - The Protector

Hey, so this is going to be a mini series on something I have tried to do before. But I thought of a different way to make it shorter and to make it make more sense. I hope you like it, this idea has been in my head for honestly.. a couple of years now lol. I just decided I really want to put it down somewhere. And where is better than here? Am I right?! lol

Summary: This is set in 2010. There are no such things as superheroes. Right? Maybe Iron Man, but that is it. It has to be. Y/n was just trying to celebrate her birthday, but that quickly changed when she got a gift from a mysterious man.

Warnings: Fluff, violenc

Characters: Y/n, Bjorn Ironside, Odin, Heimdall, Thor, Loki, Freya, Hela, Ragnar Lothbrok, Floki, Lagertha, Ivar, Ubbe, Hvitserk, Sigurd, Rollo, Mentioned: Iron Man, OC Emma, OC Lars, OC Sanna, OC Nils, OC David

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Part 4 - last part, with a little sneak peak ;)

Bjorn had brought me to the longhouse where everybody already seemed to get ready for battle. Ragnar, Lagertha and Floki were suited up. I looked around and saw there was a gaping hole in the roof of the longhouse that people were trying to fix. “What happened here.” I asked, that seemed to gain everyone’s attention inside. “Uhm.. well, you. When that rainbow came down that was what we were left with.” Bjorn explained. “You are back! I knew the Gods were on our side.” Floki said as he walked over to me and hugged me tightly. I just awkwardly hugged him back. “Yeah, I guess I’m not dead.” I laughed awkwardly as well. “The Frost Giants are coming back soon. It is good you came back when you did.” Ragnar told me. “You look like you can fight.” He noted, looking at my clothes. I just nodded, still a bit unsure of myself and what I could do. I mean I trained, but actually having to fight.. I wasn’t sure how I was going to do that. But I will non the less.

Then Sigurd came running in. “They’re here!” He said, referring most likely to the Frost Giants. “Let’s go!” Ragnar ordered and walked out to where the fight was.

We all followed him. And more people joined in. The people that couldn’t fight locked their doors in the hopes of surviving. “Where did you go?” asked Lagertha who started walking next to me. “I guess I was on Asgard.. I trained with Valkyries.” She seemed to light up by that comment. But besides that we were all quiet, getting ready for whatever we were soon going to face.

We were set up outside of Kattegat by a big field. Under any other circumstance it was beautiful here. The field was perfectly surrounded by trees and on both sides there were tall mountains and cliffs. But on the other side of the field was a large army of Frost Giants. The army parted and out walked what I guessed was the leader another Frost Giant and a woman with deer like horns on her head.

“Are you ready?!” Ragnar said to no one in particular.

“ Skeggǫld! Skálmǫld! Skildir ro Klofnir! Skeggǫld! Skálmǫld! Skildir ro Klofnir!” Floki was chanting and repeating, axe time, sword time, shields are splintered! These people were ready to fight for their lives. Everybody was chanting, waiting in anticipation until Ragnar would give the signal to attack. Behind us everybody was chanting and hitting their swords and axes on their shields. The Frost Giant army was also waiting on the signal to attack. You could hear awful screeches coming from there. Then the head of their army gave the signal to charge and the Frost Giants came running towards us. They were still far. “FRAM!” Forward, Ragnar yelled.

We all charged at the army of Frost Giants. We all ran as quickly as we could and I soon has a head start from everybody else. There were no excuses I had to fight. The Giants came closer and closer. I held my sword a little tighter and when the first few Giants were in reach I gave them my first blow as hard as I could and tried to use my energy I had in me with it. Tens of the Giants flew back hitting others in their army. I was a bit shocked for a brief second it actually worked, but I quickly recollected myself and charged at the other Giants coming for me. I kept on doing the same blow and making them fly back and hit others on their way to the ground. I now saw that the rest had caught up with me and started to fight. They were all good especially Ragnar, Lagertha, Floki, Bjorn and Ivar. Everything that came in their way they put down. Bjorn came next to me. “I knew you had it in you!” He yelled over all the commotion. “Learned from the best.” I retorted. “You definitely did not learn that from me.” He said jokingly. I smiled as at him before I took down another Giant.

Suddenly it felt like it started to get a lot colder. Freezing even. Looking up at the sky it was very clouded and it started to snow. “What is happening?!” I yelled. “I don’t know.” Bjorn answered back. But it clicked, it was the Frost Giants. They wanted another Ice age. “It is them!” I pointed briefly towards the leader and Hela with my sword. “Go! We got it handled!” Bjorn yelled. I saw Lagertha behind Bjorn and she gave me a nod.

But how was I supposed to get through this? There were so many of them. I walked back slightly before I charged at them again hoping to get through. I had an idea, but it was crazy. As I started running faster and faster right before I would come in contact with the Giants I jumped. And I flew over before I came to the ground again. I decided to do it again hitting the Giants out of the way before I jumped again. Soon I was out of the battlefield. I looked behind me and saw that some Giants noticed I got out. They charged at me, but I gave them another hard blow, I repeated it until they were all out of the way so I could move on to the leader and Hela.

I turned around and Hela was standing right in front of me. “Where is it?! Where did you hide it?!” Hela demanded. “I don’t know what you are talking about.” I told her before she gave me a blow to my stomach that sent me flying back a couple of yards. “The stone! I could feel it on you! Where did you hide it?!” She demanded again standing over me. “I still don’t know what you are talking about lady. I don’t have any stone.” I retorted. “Fine have it your way than.” She was annoyed and pulled a knife out and held it in both hands. She came closer and I quickly kicked her feet and she fell stumbled back. I quickly gathered myself and stood up holding my sword in my hands pointing it towards her. “Oh, so you trained little girl. Still pathetic.” She gave me a sinister smile and charged at me. When she came close enough I gave all the strength I got and tried to hit her, but she easily caught me sword with her knifes. “Is that all you got?” She said mockingly. I decided to do what she did and kicked her in the stomach and she flew back. This wasn’t over, so I ran at her before jumping when as I was going down I pointed my sword at her to the ground. But she quickly stood up and hit me in the side with her foot again and I flew back.

Again I stood up ready to go at her I ran and jumped this time she dodged it and ran out of my reach. She went towards the mountains and I quickly followed her. She was very quick. I was keeping up and it felt like I came farther and farther with every jump I took, but it was all still new to me. She must have had year in experience of fighting, how was I going to win from that. In the mountains she used whatever power she had to throw rocks at me. At first I hit them out of the way with my sword, but soon it became too much and I had to shield myself. I was able to make a shield with my energy and protect myself. I still felt every rock that was being thrown against the shield I made.

“I see you still have it.” Hela stopped throwing the rocks, but I still kept my shield up. “How are you able to hide it now. She came closer and I followed every move she made, ready for whatever was going to happen next. “How are you now able to hide the stone?” She wondered out loud. “I don’t know what you are talking about.” She rolled her eyes at that, but kept stepping closer. She was inspecting me, it felt like she was sniffing me out. “Ahhh, you had some witch spell put on you by mommy dearest.” She gave me that sinister smile again. “So you’ve been to Asgard and got some witchy training and now you think you can take all of us on?” This made me think she is not expecting for another army to come, which was good. “You don’t think I can take you?” I retorted challenging her. “Oh little girl, the only advantage you have is the stone, but you don’t even know what it all can do on it’s own. If you give it to me I can show you.” She stepped closer and put her hand out expecting me to just give her the stone. “I’m not giving you anything.” I told her. “You really don’t understand little girl. Life is literally in your hands. You can take it away just as much as giving it back. Let me show you.” Hela came even closer. Too close. So I blew the energy at her that was holding up my shield at her and she flew back, down the mountain.

I looked from my spot what was happening on the battlefield. Ragnar’s army was getting in trouble. I could see and almost feel that we had lost many people already. I wanted to help them, so I made a start down the mountain jumping towards the battlefield when I got hit by Hela. We both flew back towards the mountain and hit it hard. Rocks where flying everywhere. I quickly looked around and saw I lost my sword. I had nothing to defend myself with anymore. Hela noticed and again gave me her smile. She pulled her arm back and got her knife again I quickly out my hands in front of me to not her hit me, but she cut in my right arm doing so. I would need something after this on my arms to shield myself with..

I gathered all the energy I had and threw it at her making her stumble back again. I decided to not stay around and just jump down the mountain in the hopes of finding my sword. In a way I felt much stronger now, like I was letting the power in. I realized this as I jumped from a very high mountain and landed on the ground without falling. “This is something I could get used to.” I said under my breath. In the distance I could see my sword laying on the ground. I quickly ran towards it when I noticed something came behind me. It was Hela again. Why won’t she just.. die. I quickly turned around and blasted energy at her which made her fly back. She quickly stood again and threw knifes at me that appeared out of thin air. I dodged almost every single one of them until one cut me badly in my upper leg. “Ahh!” I groaned. Hela came closer and pushed me over. She put her foot on my chest and pushed me down. I couldn’t move. “Ready to tell me where the stone is?” She asked. I tried to struggle out of her grip, but to no avail. She made a bigger sword appear and cut my right arm. It burned a lot.

I tried again to get out her grip and in my struggle I noticed my sword only a few feet away. It felt like it was mocking me. So close yet so far. In a weak attempt I reached for it, but it was nowhere near close to reaching it. For some reason I still kept trying and then I noticed the sword moved. Like it knew I was reaching for it. “Where is the stone?!” I heard Hela say, but I ignored her and tried to reach for my sword again. And then it moved! It flew right or my hand. In a quick swing I hit Hela in her side.

Then looking on the other side of the battlefield the rainbow appeared and a whole army of Asgard was charging at the Frost Giants. Odin was going straight for the leader and started fighting him. He was gaining the upper hand until the leader was holding a blue square. The space stone. That’s how they got here. The Frost Giant used it to blast something out of it. Odin dodged it easily, but others fighting were frozen until the scattered. That’s why it turned cold. He was somehow using the stone. He needed to be stopped.

But I was still busy with Hela, I was hitting her with my sword over and over, finally gaining the upper hand. I hit her by her shoulders legs sides. Enough to do damage, but not enough to make her stop. I had an idea. It might not be good, but it would be something. I quickly ran towards the line of fire and Hela followed closely. Hopefully not noticing my idea. Right in front of me there was another blast that I barley missed. I lost my footing and Hela hit me with one of her knifes again hitting me by my cheek. “Give me the stone little girl.” She demanded. “Come and get it.” I retorted making her follow me again. As she started to come at me again she was perfectly lined up with the blasts from the space stone and she froze. Not the same as the others who shattered after. She was unable to move, but you could clearly she she still knew exactly what was going on. On my left I saw that the Asguardians had helped defeat the Frost Giants and Bjorn, Lagertha, Floki, Rollo, Ragnar and his sons were safe. On my right I saw Odin had gained the upper hand again and made the Frost Giant drop the space stone. With one swift jab the Frost Giant was no longer alive. We had won. We were safe.

Odin walked over towards me with the space stone in hand. “Daughter, you will no longer roam free in any of the nine realms. Your life will be bound to mine and for as long as I shall live you will be locked away.” Odin told a non moving Hela. I could see in her eyes she would want to scream at him, but she couldn’t. Though luck. “You did good y/n.” He told me as he put his hand on my shoulder. “Thank you.” I was proud of myself. I knew and felt I could do so much more, but this was a very good start at discovering my powers. Odin dropped his hand from my shoulder and handed me the space stone. “As the safe keeper of Life it might be a good idea if you hide this somewhere safe. I also heard of the other stones and where they might be. I think it would be best that you get them and hide them somewhere out of reach from everyone.” He went on the explain. I would be the safe keeper of all the stones, but where would I start hiding them? “But there are five other stones out there. Knowing it’s power, it probably wouldn’t be good to hide all of them here.. on earth.” I wondered out loud. “You have a whole galaxy to hide them.” He answered. With that he walked back to his army. “You are always welcome on Asgard. Just call for Heimdall and he will bring you to us.” He said as he was walking away.

“You were amazing!” Bjorn said as he was running up to me. “You were flying and then the all father came and helped us defeat them. This will go down in history as the greatest battle.” He told me excitedly. But this will go down as a myth. A story to tell children before they go to sleep. Nobody will believe what happened here. I would know. But I just nodded at Bjorn. “You are safe.” I told him, more reassuring myself. Nobody that I knew lost their life this battle, but if it is true what Odin said and I would love for maybe a thousand years, I knew that some day I would lose everybody I know. This thought I quickly pushed aside and decided to live in the moment. Bjorn embraced me, probably sensing I had some lingering thoughts of all of this. “You are safe.” He repeated. Before we locked lips for a brief moment. “What are you going to do with that box?” He asked looking down at the space stone. “I am going to hide it along with some other things. It is my job.” I explained.

And so I did just that. First I hid the space stone and for a while I stayed on earth. I had lived a full life, or as full as it could be, you know without the aging. Bjorn had been by my side the entire time and this life, this Viking life was coming to an end. I had explained Bjorn that soon there wouldn’t be any Vikings anymore. This broke his heart and I decided to do something about it. I asked Frey’s for help with a spell and put a barrier around the island of Kattegat. This way nobody from the outside could come in and disturb it. But if people wanted to leave Kattegat to live a more modern life, they were free to do so. They could only never return. Having this is something that made Bjorn very happy, something that would stay the same for as long as possible. But his last day came quickly.

I told him he was one of the lucky ones. He got to live a full life and have his last moments surrounded by family. “I love you Bjorn.” I told him crying. “I love you too. Now soon I will feast in Valhalla with my father and mother, drink with my brothers and when it is time for you, you will join me. Al though comparing yourself to me that might be a while. You have not aged a day since I met you. My beautiful y/n. I will love you in this life and the next to come. Live your life like your days are numbered my love.” And those where his last words. “Bjorn?” No response. I closed his eyes and kissed the top of his head. “I will always love you. Now go meet your family, they have been waiting for a long time.” I told him. Tears were falling down my cheeks.

For a while I still decided to stay on earth, but I had some work to do. Find the other infinity stones and keep them safe.

...

1941

“Oh come on Loki it’ll be fun! And besides you owe me. You were the one that convinced me to go to America in a time like this. We will just dance and then we’re out. Just an hour.” I told Loki excited to go dancing. “I told you I’m not dancing.” He responded. “Fine I’ll find somebody else to dance with than.” I looked around and saw a man with dark hair and broad shoulders standing by a bar. Perfect! I walked towards him and tapped his shoulder. His eyes were a beautiful steel blue color and it looked like he had a permanent smirk stuck on his face. “Hi! Would you like to have a dance with me?” I asked.

Let me know what you think :)

And there obviously is a little sneak peak of what the next story will be. I had so much fun writing this, it had been in my head for such a long time!

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vikingsarememes · 5 years ago

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His True Wife

previous part ↭ part thirteen ↭

Main Characters: Hvitserk ‘whiteshirt’ Ragnarsson, Ubbe Ragnarsson, Reader.

Characters Mentioned: Ivar the Boneless, Original Characters, Torvi, Gunnhild, Bjorn Ironside, Katia, Prince Igor

Summary: you reached safety and with that, your life’s changed and your fate was decided, but this time, you are content about it even with all the obstacles that you are facing.

Word Count: 1862

A/N: the last chapter of a wonderful journey that I hope you all enjoyed as much as I did.

warnings: none

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You descended off the boat carefully, hugging your belly, almost six months pregnant, you followed Ubbe into a small village in the middle of the isolated Island, you never heard of, but it was beautiful, green, it looked like one of those islands you heard of, where winter never arrives “Hvitserk?” he called once he reached the center, it was beautiful, farms, everywhere, animals of different kinds, men and women, even little children, there weren’t many, but it had a different pace, a peaceful place.

The man walked out of a little stable and wiped his hands with a piece of cloth, hugging Ubbe first “brother, what are you doing here?” you stood there quietly until he noticed you and embraced you in a hug “Y/N!” he beamed, a little frown creeping once he noticed you weren’t just you anymore “come, please rest and tell me what happened, you wouldn’t visit with few men if it was just because you missed me” he invited you into his humble hut, starting the fire immediately, he poured water for you and soup, you drank gratefully.

“Ivar’s bringing the Rus to takeover Kattegat, Y/N is only safe here, she’s the one who warned us, it’s the only place Ivar isn’t familiar with, you must keep her with you otherwise Ivar will kill her, he had already decided that she was a traitor”

Ubbe explained, your eyes were focused on Hvitserk, he’s changed, he seems better, way better than the last time you saw him, he was healthy, clean, well-fed, all by himself, it made your heart warm, now that he had fought his demons for good, now that he doesn’t need you up his arse all the time to make sure he’s alright, you remember the first time you brought him to your farm after Ivar, he was terrified of everything, you had to look after him as if you looked after a scared child, but now he’s a man again, he collected his shattered pieces and fixed himself.

He and Ubbe talked about things you weren’t interested in listening to, you were too focused on your own thoughts “I guess we are destined to be together for tragedies only” he mumbled to you, reaching for your hand, you took it, this time, it didn’t feel strange to you, you smiled a little, Ubbe stood up and hugged his brother “I must return to Harald at once, perhaps next time I visit I could bring you few things with me?” Hvitserk nodded “don’t worry about me, brother, I’m alright, you return, bring Bjorn too, we’ll be fine,” he said glancing at you, Ubbe hugged you both goodbye “thank you for everything Ubbe” you whispered “you take care of yourself and your child, and Hvitserk as well, next time we meet, I’ll bring you good news of the terror that will end” you nodded and watched the older one leave, leaving you all alone with Hvitserk.

Hvitserk sat next to you, and pulled you into his arms, you leaned to him and cried your heart out, he sat there and comforted you, just like you once did to him, he held you until you calmed down then brushed your tears off with his thumbs “it’s over now, Ivar cannot have a hold on you here, you can heal, I’ve missed you so much, I know you’re mad at me for leaving, but watching you with him was a pain that kept my old wounds from healing, you deserve someone better but I hope you find it in your heart to forgive me”

“It seems like everyone expected this fate but me” you mumbled, resting your head on his chest “you did too, but you chose to give him a chance”, “because I’m a fool” you sniffled “no because you are kind, and that’s what I always loved about you, the world could be burning and you’d be enjoying the bright colors, you know it’s bad, but you chose to see the good, and trust me, you will be okay, and I will not leave your side, your child will be alright as well, I swear to you” you gave him a little weak smile, he then showed you the bed, you slept the moment you laid down, hoping with days, your tiring trip, the past few days, you hoped they will all be forgotten.

- A year had passed, your son was born, healthy and safe, the other on the way, Hvitserk treated him just like his own, you never left the island, no one bothered to visit neither, you were forgotten you knew Ivar was dead though, from the night you woke up screaming, clenching to your chest, it was the same night that your son decided to be born as if the gods were telling you it’s enough sadness, it’s time to think of the future, your son Ingfred was a blessing from the gods.

You and Hvitserk had a little farm together, one that was fruitful, nothing was dead in it, you had some animals, goats, children of Brenda the goat were running around, chicken and sheep as well as horses, in this new land, no one was a slave, everyone helped everyone, it was like the stories your slaves told you about their heaven, only better, this one wasn’t a delusion.

In this new world, you are Hvitserk’s wife, and you had pride in that, walking with your head high all the time, and together, you were strong, you loved each other so much, just when you thought Freya cursed you to live brokenhearted forever, the gods proved you wrong in the shape of the childhood friend of yours, that you found broken then you lost, that he found you broken and together you were fixed, you were carrying his child as well.

“Boats!” someone shouted, Hvitserk looked at you, you looked at him horrified, for a moment you thought Ivar had found you, your visions never lied before, yet your heart was racing, you picked up your little son, your husband picked his ax and headed to the docks, you followed, with the dagger Thoman gave you, you stood next to your husband as you waited for the boat to arrive, once you realized who it was, the two of you put your weapons down.

The two men walked to you and hugged you both, with the biggest grin you hugged back “Bjorn! Ubbe! You’re finally back!” you beamed, some other men were there as well, and more plants and animals, the men were all related to the ones on the island, it was a big reunion, everyone was so happy, the five of you headed to your hut, the meal was already ready, you always made extra food in case someone somewhere was hungry, you shared a meal, Ubbe played with your son for a while, gave him few gifts, so did Bjorn.

“How are Torvi and Gunnhild? I hoped for a reunion with them as well” you were somehow disappointed “our ladies are looking after Kattegat while we visit, they send their greetings, but for now, we hope that we’ll be enough I take it you are well?” Ubbe asked, glancing at your belly, you smiled “more than enough Ubbe, we are married, well, you two saw it before us, we wished you were with us but we knew you had other responsibilities”

“The war was consuming, the Rus… they had us trapped for a month, then the war was horrible, we lost a lot of good men, even with Harald’s men we were outnumbered, and the assassins, it only ended when Ivar was killed by his new wife, yes, he took a third one, this time a Russian woman, Katia I think, she was with his child, but she was killed as well, the prince of Rus ordered her head for betrayal, once they had no leader, we attacked and swiped them, we buried him in the farm for his wish, he always said it was the only place he felt loved after Aslaug, we owed him that least.” Ubbe explained.

“You don’t seem very surprised,” Bjorn noticed, you faked a smile “I’ve known for a while now Bjorn, I’ve always had a connection with Ivar, it was my gift, and the fact that the two of you are here, not him confirms my suspicions,” you told, Hvitserk reached for your hand, even though he was your husband, he understood the love you had for his brother, he wouldn’t deny you the feelings of grief, but you accepted his fate a long time ago, there was nothing left to mourn “Kattegat is now under the wings of Harald, he kept us responsible of it for the sake of everything we’ve been through and when we helped it on its feet once again we came to you, baring gifts, and hoping the three of you would return with us” Bjorn continued, you looked at your husband frowning, he understood.

“Our life is here, stay for a few days, if you stay you’ll understand why we can’t leave, we have nothing back in Kattegat” Hvitserk replied “is there anything we can say to change your mind?” the two of you glanced at each other and shook your head no “look at them! Teaming up against us!” Bjorn scoffed “oh brother, they’ve been always a team against everyone else, it’s now that they’re husband and wife why we’re noticing it!” Ubbe answered and the four of you laughed.

- Years had passed, you and your husband watched your island grow, you were selected to lead the people, an honor that you embraced, you watched your children grow and your life was filled with happiness, you and Hvitserk made sure Ingfred knew Ivar, you told him all kind of stories about him, you told him the story of a man, everyone else despised, until they created an outrageous monster that wanted to destroy everyone and everything in his way.

You told him about a man that you loved with all of your heart, how happy you were even if it was for a short period of time, you talked about his brilliance, his intelligence, and how happy he was to learn that he will receive a child, by time, your stories of him expanded until your son had the full truth.

even though Hvitserk never treated him anything less than his own, you owe the man you once loved this much, but Hvitserk, he was another story, he was what the christens called a saint, which is funny for everyone who knows the man.

You learned how to fight alongside with your four children, one girl named Thora, and two younger boys, Rognvald and Fridlelf, and you lived a long life, the two of you watched your children grow into wonderful men and women and watched your grandchildren fill the island with laughter and love you never knew sadness or cried a tear, your life was honorable, isolated and peaceful, and when gods decided it was time to take you, you had no regrets but plenty of memories to warm your heart.

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lisinfleur · 6 years ago

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Author’s Notes | It was kinda hard to think about the situation but here it is! I got it! Hope you like it, babe! Universe | Vikings Pairing | Björn x Wife! Reader Info | Vikings Age AU, requested by anon for 5CW3 Words | 2134 ⁑ Warnings: Some ANGST, major character wounded, some romance.

Björn couldn't really describe the sensation he had when your eyes found him being carried out of his boat. He thought coming back from a raid with his shoulder, leg, and chest crossed by arrows would destroy you; he saw the tears rolling down your face and started thinking about comforting words to tell you, but something in your expression changed his mind when you took a deep breath swallowing your tears.

"Chariot!" you yelled, taking control of the things.

His men answered your command settling him over a chariot your slaves proceeded to provide. Hvitserk was coming out of the boat as well and you touched your brother in law's shoulder.

"I'm still at the farm with the children. I'll take him there and keep him safe until this is healed. Tell Ubbe about what's happening. Tell Torvi I say sorry for leaving this in her shoulders for more than we were predicting and please, send me a slave with supplies for one more week. One time per week. I'll send news through these slaves." you asked.

Hvitserk nodded, secure his brother was in right and good hands. His brothers always seem to know you better than himself, but they spent more time in Kattegat than he was spending, and it could justify that trust.

His men helped you to go up on the chariot and you sat by his side, caressing his face softly. Björn could see there were pain and fear into your eyes, but you kissed his forehead and your mouth spoke confidence instead.

"You'll recover soon, my love. Don't worry."

The chariot took him back to the farm he once lived when he was a child: a place to where you would go back whenever he was in a long raid and Ubbe was leading Kattegat. You used to say the farms were the place you were born and you didn't feel good always surrounded by all the royalty of the Great Hall. He could understand.

Björn knew the difference in between the simple life of a farmer and the life of a queen and he always saw the desire in his mother's eyes to come back to her farm and be simply happy as she was before Ragnar conquered the world. Somehow, you found the balance she always fought for. She would be proud of the woman he chose as the mother of his children.

Children that came scared when his men started to move him over that stretcher, wounded and pale, into the house.

Their voices echoed in a chant of fear, but soon, your voice made that cacophony become silent.

"You're the children of the great Björn Ironside. You shall not face this life with fear! Your father is strong, he came back home, for us, wounded, but alive. Will we mourn his wounds or will we thank the gods his breathe?"

He saw his sons looking at each other.

Björn saw his older son looking at you and then, at him. The blue eyes in his boy's face like a mirror of his own, changed from the reflection of fear and concern to a determined expression.

"Mother is right," he said, causing you to smile when he touched his little brothers’ shoulders "Our father is strong. We shall not fear. He'll fight to be with us, and if the Gods decide to take him, nothing but Valhalla waits for him! We shall be strong and face our fear so we can earn Valhalla as well and a place in his table!"

Your hand touched his head. His big boy was almost thirteen. Soon he would earn his armlet and he was already speaking as a young man.

"My little man..." you said, kissing his forehead "Don't worry, my children," your words turned to the younger ones "Everything will be fine. Now go outside and find some more wood for the fire. We shall keep the house warm for your father to recover. And you, my son, hunt me some hares. Four or five must be enough. I'll gather some roots and make a thicker broth for your father to recover."

You kissed their foreheads and Björn saw his children going, obeying your orders as you started to prepare the house.

He saw your steps, warming water, preparing bandages, gathering herbs you cultivated by yourself, washing and cleaning everything for preparing some herbal water to clean his body, a paste of herbs for his wounds, and the broth for the hares your son was hunting outside.

The little ones came inside with the wood and you also oriented them on how to prepare the little sticks for the fire and how to stock them for preventing disorder.

While your children were playing in the living room, you came to your room where Björn was resting over the bed.

"Let us take this outta your body, my love."

Your voice sounded calm and secure while you were removing his clothes and armors, undressing him completely before starting to clean his body with a cloth and warm herbal water. You removed all his bandages and carefully examined every wound, realizing some would need a deeper cleanse and some stitches.

Björn saw the tears forming a line in your eyes. But they never rolled. You kept yourself whole while preparing the material, cleaning his wounds slowly and stitching his skin to help his body to heal. You applied the paste of herbs over his wounds and covered it with clean bandages, causing him to feel the pain going down and his muscles relaxing.

You dressed his legs in comfortable trousers and avoided covering his torso, for the worse wounds were there and it would be easier to care for them if he didn't have to move.

But he could still see the dark spots in the bottom of your eyes. So, Björn lifted his hand, holding yours when you were preparing to leave. And you looked at him, trying to smile.

"I'm sorry," he said, feeling your thumb caressing his fingers.

"Don't worry," you repeated, caressing his face and kissing his lips softly "Everything will be alright."

During that night, he saw how you organized your house and prepared the children dinner. He saw you cleaning the hares your son brought, cooking them some bread and preparing the plates for each one of them. He saw the way his sons were educated, cleaning their plates and helping you with the table, yet you were the one washing the dishware. Björn saw you putting your children to sleep and bringing him food, water, and fresh bread. He saw the way you cleaned everything, preparing the dough for the bread of the breakfast, the butter, some buttermilk... When everything was ready, he saw you preparing your own bath and cleaning the bathtub before you went to bed.

"No," he said when you started settling a fur for you to sleep near him, on the ground. "I don't want you to do this. You're tired and I want you beside me. No excuses!" he insisted when you took a breath to answer him "By my side..."

You tried to lay down carefully. And during the night, he still woke up twice when you got up to take your younger child outside for peeing.

You were tired, but even then, Björn woke up without you in his bed in the morning. He relaxed so badly that he couldn't notice when you cared for his wounds in the morning, but his bandages were clean and the paste was renewed, so surely you did.

Beside his bed, there was a crutch made of wood with some cloth folded over it to make it more comfortable to his arm.

With it, he came out of the room, noticing how the house was clean and organized. Some more paste for his wounds was already prepared, so as some buckets with water probably to be warmed for the children's bath. Dough was resting for more bread to the dinner and the sound of your children's laughs was echoing from outside.

He tried to walk outside, slowly, resting his body against the doorway while watching how you were playing with the two younger boys on the grass of the front yard.

"Fadir... You should rest," his older son came, helping him to take a seat in a chair at the balcony.

Björn's eyes couldn't leave you. Your smile, your laughs, the way you were still finding the energy to throw your son up in the air or tickle the other to exhaustion.

"She's amazing... Isn't she?" his son noticed the way he was looking at you and Björn smiled, seeing his younger son was also looking at you the same way "I wanna become a great warrior like you, strong and famous... So, I can find me a woman like her when my time to get married comes."

Björn's hand landed over his son's head and he caressed the hair already growing enough for you to start braiding in small ponytails. His heart was warm and proud.

"You don't have to be a great warrior or famous or strong... This will attract lots of women, indeed. But women like your mother are different. Your mother is special and it took me a long time to realize how much." he started, causing his son to look at him, interested "Maybe I didn't have the exact notion of how special and strong your mother is until this day... This moment." he confessed.

And so, Björn's eyes went to his son's, with a small smile on his lips.

"You don't have to be a great warrior, a famous or strong legend to conquer a woman like your mother, my son. You have to be an honored man. You must honor the gods and learn how to respect women. You must love them, and care for them. You must show Freya you deserve to have someone like Y/N. For your mother is not something I conquered. She's not one of my victories, my son. Your mother is a gift the gods sent to me, a blessing they sent into my life. Something I should be thanking every day for having here, waiting for me and caring for everything that's really important in my life while I'm away."

Björn's son nodded, understanding his father's words. And Björn's eyes landed on you once again.

He should be grateful indeed.

He should and he would start thanking the gods every day for blessing his life with a strong woman like you.

That night, when you came to bed, you felt Björn's arms around your waist, and his nose against your neck, breathing your scent.

"Björn..." you started, intending to tell him it was too soon for the two of you to kill the immense urge you had for his love.

But he silenced you and you felt his face sliding against your skin.

"Shh..." he mumbled, his voice sounding low and calm, like a caress for your ears "I always knew you were strong... And wise. I always knew I made a good choice when I chose to marry you. But I never imagined you were able of so many things; you were doing so much for me when my eyes aren't here to see."

"Björn... I'm just..." you tried again, but this time, his fingers softly touched your lips and he continued while you were turning yourself to look at him.

"Don't minimize what you do. You care for this house, for my children, for me. You keep everything in order and my sons are becoming men, good men, because of you."

"They have your example to follow," you said, caressing his face, feeling when he softly embraced your waist once again, bringing you closer.

"But it is you who remember them what to do and what steps to take. It is you who guide them in the right way. You're the light of this place. The light of my life. And it is you who turns any place we live into a home. My home."

Your eyes became tender over him and you felt his forehead against yours while his thumbs were caressing your cheeks, softly.

"Thank you," he said, kissing your lips and filling your heart with that strange sensation you could explain. "I love you, Y/N."

As if your heart was exploding in colored sparkles, or there were butterflies into your stomach once again.

"I love you too, my king. I love you too, Björn".

You nestled your body into his embrace and deeply breathed his scent, feeling his caresses on your hair bringing the sleepiness, relaxing your tired body.

"I know... I can see it every day," he answered, kissing the top of your head. "I can see it every day".

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erraticrandomficwriter · 7 years ago

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Just Listen - The Last Kingdom Plot Bunny and sort of AU sequel to Actions Speak Louder

I was not like my mother Hoenira Snow – I did not understand the gifts the Gods bestowed upon me. It was because of this I was told all my life to be seen but not heard because I was not like my mother. My mother’s silence could be louder than the pounding of Thor’s hammer, her eyes could cut you deeper than any knife, and when she did speak it pierced you more than any arrow ever could.

Actions speak louder, this I know to be true, and yet my actions could never speak as loudly as hers could. Perhaps this is why my father, Ivar the Boneless, never wanted to be in any part of my life. Or perhaps it was because my elder half sister, Freya – daughter of Bjorn Ironside – was far more like Hoenira than I.

When my mother left Ireland, I was left in the care of my father but soon I went placed in the care of my uncle Ubba. He took me to England as a child and during this journey things started to change. Once my foot stepped on the land my mother and father ventured so long ago…I felt something stir in my very core. I was still a child and didn’t understand and Ubba…he was too blinded by my past of not being like my mother that he could not see I was becoming more like her everyday.

It all started when my Mind’s Eye opened just enough to show me Uhtred – both Saxon and Dane. A man I would cross paths with in many times of my life. I knew who he was before I even laid eyes upon him. His name, his voice, his face…they haunted my dreams every time I closed my eyes.

The first time I saw Uhtred in reality we were both children. Ubba was ransoming him with Uhtred’s uncle but Ragnar the Fearless stepped in to pay far more than what the uncle offered. Ubba agreed to the payment and in that moment I knew what I saw to be true – Ragnar took Urthed as his son and thus he became both a Saxon…and a Dane.

It was then I saw the next time I would see Uhtred again…he would try and kidnap me.

Many Years Later – Bury St. Edmunds

Ingrid needed time away from the looting and other acts Ubba’s men were performing in the village. It was the Viking way but the ruthlessness could become too much for her at times. Not only this, she felt in her core it was time for her to see him again and decided to make his attempt a little easier on him – and perhaps a little amusing for herself.

Ingrid walked into the forest surrounding the village and sat down in wait. Her hood covered her head as she closed her eyes and listened. All the sounds coming from the village faded away until all that remained were the sounds directly around here. Ingrid could hear the rabbit jumping towards the North, the wind rustling fallen leaves towards the West, and a pair of footsteps coming straight towards her.

Ingrid spoke before the person acted. “I am not the one you want.” She removed her hood and stood, turning around and seeing Uhtred face to face.

“Are you not Ingrid Snow, niece of Ubba?” Uhtred asked, taking note of Brida making her way towards them.

“I am,” Ingrid replied. “But I am still not the one you are looking for. And if your partner takes one step closer to me I will pierce her heart with my blade before you and even blink an eye.” She turned around just enough to see Brida staying in place. With that out of the way, she turned back to Uhtred. “If you want to get to Ubba, take his Sorcerer, Storri. He means far more to my Uncle than I.”

Uhtred scoffed. “Clearly you have Hoenira’s gifts. How could Storri mean more to him?”

“Because I am not like my mother in more ways than one,” Ingrid replied simply enough. “I have seen what you wish you accomplish and I am telling you now – you will not accomplish it with me.” She held up her hand and wiggled her finger a bit, her blue eyes dancing with amusement. “I can show you if you like.”

“No need,” Uhtred answered, finding himself trusting her word. “Storri, you say?”

“The last I knew he was at the church,” Ingrid replied and returned to her sitting position, pulling her hood back over her head.

“Are you not going to help us?” Brida asked incredulously with a scoff.

Ingrid’s answer was not one to be changed. “There will come a time where I will help Uhtred, but that time is not now.”

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stefivare · 2 years ago

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I hated Ivar so much in this scene …

Freya Ironside, Gifted by the Gods on Wattpad by stefivare

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stefivare · 2 years ago

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Ragnar and Ivar on their way to King Ecbert’s villa

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stefivare · 2 years ago

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Hello there, I’m Stefi, I’ve written a fanfic about Vikings, it follows the same events but with an added character, the one I created and the end of the show is different.

Freya Ironside, Gifted by the Gods is on Wattpad and follows the life of Freya, daughter of Bjorn, while she deals with the gifts that the gods have given her, how to conceal them, how to properly use them and her relationship with Bjorn’s brothers - how she grows up with them and the feelings attached. Freya grows to be powerful and revered through the Scandinavian regions and she ends up on the throne of Kattegat.

If you’d like to have a more in depth view of your favourite characters from the show, this is the fanfic for you! I am also working on its sequel which will entail an entirely new world, a world that I hope will be dear to you all, the Wizarding World. Already in Gifted by the Gods we learn how one of her gifts allows Freya to heal and never age and in the Wizarding World she finds out that she is the only complete Metaformagus to ever live.

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stefivare · 2 years ago

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Daemon and Rhaenyra ❤️

Not related but if you’re interested in Harry Potter and Vikings fanfics, both are on my Wattpad:

- Freya Ironside, Gifted by the Gods by stefivare

- Hogwarts Memories by stefivare

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lovlydovlyjaycie · 4 years ago

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Ævi - The Protector

Warnings: Fluff, violence, maybe one swearword

Characters: Y/n, Bjorn Ironside, Ragnar Lothbrok, Floki, Lagertha, OC Emma, OC Lars, OC Sanna, OC Nils, OC David Mentioned: Iron Man, Odin, Ivar, Ubbe, Hvitserk, Sigurd, Rollo

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Part 3

Bjorn Pov

This Frost Giant seemed to have gotten the upper hand on me. I was laying on the ground doing anything in my power to push him off, but nothing seemed to work. The Frost Giant got his sword and tried to push it against my throat, but before he could start doing that he fell limp. Y/n had killed him and the other Frost Giant. I knew she could fight, I was so proud of her. But she seemed to be a little distraught. “See you’re a better fighter than you think.” I tried making her feel better. I knew where were she was from before she got here, that fighting was not a skill you needed. But she was a natural, she just didn’t believe it. She had to let go of what ever thought was holding her back and I will keep reminding her of her to let go even if it is the last thing I do. After my comment she could only muster up a; “You’re stupid.” After all of that happened it made me laugh. She knew she did something incredible deep down. I quickly looked her up and down for injuries and I saw she had a cut on her arm. Or there used to be a cut, there was blood on her clothes but not on her arm. How strange. “Are you ok?” I asked y/n. Maybe it was blood of one of the Frost Giants. She also checked her arm like she was expecting a cut but nothing was there. ”I-I’m ok.. I thought I.. I’m ok-.” Then a sword went through her abdomen. Everything seemed to slow down and speed up at the same time in this moment. Her blood came gushing out the moment the sword got pulled back and I didn’t think twice and looked at the creature who did it. Another Frost Giant. The Frost Giant came charging at me, but I ducked away from his blows. In that time I picked up my axe I had dropped earlier and without thinking I threw my axe as hard as I could at his skull. I hit him right between the eyes and he dropped to the ground instantly.

Then I saw Y/n laying lifeless on the ground. This cannot be happening. A moment ago she saved me, a moment ago I kissed her, a moment ago I met her in the woods and she blasted me away. A moment ago she was alive. “No, no, no, no! Wake up!” I said as I kneeled down and held her head with my hands. “You are supposed to live! You hear me?! Come on wake up!” I yelled at her, hoping somehow she would wake up and this was all a bad dream. But nothing happened. Her cheeks were all gone of the red color it held when I was around her. Her eyes also looked like there was no life in her body anymore. “Come on wake up!” I yelled again. Nothing. I decided to pick her up and go back to the longhouse quickly. I don’t know why I felt like I needed to go there, but I did anyway. I also quickly picked up the sword I had given her also moments ago and ran as fast as I could.

Ahead of me I saw Frost Giants running. If this is the end faith had decided it and this is how I die as well. As I got ready for whatever the Frost Giants were going to do to me, nothing happened. They ran right past me. Was I dead as well? I can’t be right? Whatever that was I decided to ignore it and kept running towards the longhouse.

When I arrived my family was there. Ragnar, Lagertha, Rollo, Ubbe, Hvitserk, Sigurd, Ivar and my friend Floki. They all seemed bruised up from the fight. “What happened id y/n ok?” Lagertha was the first one to notice me coming in and holding y/n. That seemed to gather everybody's attention. And I moved forward towards a table that I could lay y/n down on. and put the sword next to her. “One of the Frost Giants got to her. I.. She’s gone.” I felt defeated. She was the one to save us all. I convinced everyone that she was the one. I still think, no, I still know that she is the one to save us all. But this.. She was gone, how could she be gone. Ragnar came standing right next to me and put his hand on my shoulder. “Then we have to save us. It is what the Gods intended.” He spoke. Was it? Then why would they send her. “She was never going to save us, she didn’t even know how to fight she was weak and now she’s gone.” Ivar said from his spot far away from where everybody had gathered to stand by y/n. “Ivar have some respect.” Sigurd retorted. “Oh shut it. You only liked her for what was under her skirt.” Ivar retorted. This seemed to piss off Sigurd and myself as well. “Enough! We don’t know if she was here to save us or not, but now we will never know. Like father said, we have to save us. We have to fight for Kattegat. And we will win.” I said loudly. How dare they disrespect a beautiful woman like y/n. They didn’t see her fight. I turned around and held her hand. “She was our hope and now we are our own hope. That’s what she was here for..... Hope.” And I squeezed her hand. But then she squeezed back. Was I imagining things? “Y/n?” I said softly.

Y/n Pov

I was surrounded by darkness, floating. I didn’t feel like me. Then all of a sudden I felt something squeeze my hand, but it didn’t feel like I was holding anything. I tried to squeeze back. And then I felt it. It felt like a hand. Slowly I started feeling my whole body again. And my I felt my stomach, it felt like I was on fire. I wanted to scream, but no sound came out, no air came out, nothing. Even more slowly I could feel my whole body again and then I realized I was not breathing. I gasped for air and sat up, my eyes wide open. I was couching up a storm trying to catch my breath. I quickly glanced around me and saw Bjorn, Lagertha and Ragnar before something bright surrounded me and I flew up. Bright colors were surrounding me and it almost looked like I could see stars behind all the colors. Am I dead? What was happening? I went at a speed I had never experienced before.

I wanted to scream, but then I landed with a thud on something that looked like glass or crystal. I looked around me and everything was gold. In front of me was a tall man with golden eyes. He looked like a VERY strong men. Compared to him the Vikings I met were nothing. I looked behind me and saw the weird rainbow and out came a whole table flying at me. I quickly dodged it and the man didn’t seem to be fazed that I almost got hit by a table. As I started to stand up looking back at the rainbow thing a sword flew out as well. This one almost impaled me and then it landed on in the stairs. It looked very stuck. Some more planks flew out of the rainbow before it closed.

I turned towards the tall man with the golden eyes. “Who are you and where am I?” I asked him. “You are in Asgard my child.” He said as a matter of fact. Like that wouldn’t confuses me. “Am I dead?” I wondered out loud. Is this where people when they die. “No, You are quite the opposite.” I walked around the stairs, but he stayed standing still in his spot. “Who are you?” I asked again. “Heimdall.” What the.. I am dead. There is no question about it. This can’t be real. “You seem confused.” He noted. “Well yes. This past week has been really strange. I got thrown into some weird place where everybody is a Viking. They have been telling me that they need me to fight some Frost Giants, which is apparently a real thing.. I think or this is still some weird dream I can’t wake up from. Then I got woken up in the middle of the night where I had to fight said Frost Giant and got ... Stabbed.... Are you sure I am not dead?” I was pacing around him but stood still in front of him for that last part. “You are not dead. It is not your time.” He was still staring at the place the rainbow was before, like I wasn’t even there. “How are you sure I’m not dead?” I asked. “Because I only see living souls and yours is very much alive and you will be for a very long time.” He can see the future? “Why am I here?” I asked him, like he had all the answers. “The all father wants to speak with you.” Who..?

“Y/n.” I heard from behind me. From all of this going on I didn’t see anybody walking up towards me. “Who are you?” I asked the old man. One of his eyes was covered with a golden eye patch. “Who do you think?” I had my ideas, but saying it out loud made me feel like I was crazy. But he was waiting for me to answer him, So I just say it out loud. “Odin?” I was unsure of myself. This can’t be real. But he nodded his head. “Follow me y/n, we’ll get you some new clothes.” He told me as he started walking away. I looked down to now only notice the big cut in my dress and covered with blood. This only made me question even more if I was dead. But I decided to follow him anyway. We walked on a very long bridge going straight towards a golden.. castle? It was enormous. Was this really Asgard?

Odin had shown me around the castle, but it was all a lot to take in. He had introduced me to his sons Thor and Loki, his wife Freya and a handful of other people I already forgot the names of. It was a lot to take in. I was given new clothes, but I kept my belt I luckily didn’t lose in everything that was happening and put it on. Even though it was very ironic the tree became my symbol, it spoke to me. It also felt like they were playing a joke on me here as well, as I was given a white dress to wear.. again. I was asked to meet Odin outside of my chambers to follow him somewhere again.

We went into a room that was covered in gold again. Everything was gold here. I felt so small everywhere I walked here, because all the ceilings were so high and every room was so big. “Why am I here.” I asked Odin. I didn’t specifically mean this room. Just in general here on Asgard or with the Vikings. Although Bjorn was a definitive plus side to all of this happening to me, I’d still rather go to where I was from. “For many reasons. One to start with is that stone you have there.” He said pointing to my chest. I looked down and didn’t see anything. “I.. I don’t have a stone.” I responded. “You do. It is hidden right there.” He told me. He came closer to me and all of a sudden me chest started lighting up. It was the same light I saw when I touched the stone before. “You are it’s chosen protector.” Odin said like it was obvious. Then the light suddenly stopped. “Look I don’t know what has been happening and I don’t care, but whatever was just lighting up in my chest you can have it if it means I get to go home.” These last coulple of days made no sense and I just wanted to go home, everybody was probably so worried. “But the home you grew up in doesn’t exist. At least not yet.”

This confirmed what I have been afraid of. I am in the past. “I will never see my family again.” I said under my breath. My mom, my dad, Emma, Sanna, Lars and even Nils. “Not necessarily.” Odin spoke. “What?” I asked, from by the looks of Bjorn and everyone around me there it looked like I was at least a thousand years in the past. And that certainly is not someone’s average lifespan. “It needs a little more explanation. Come here.” He said walking towards a big golden table. On the table there was a tree. It looked like Yggdrasil.

“before creation itself there were seven singularities.” Odin started as the table started to light up. Above it was something floating, it looked like space. Odin continued. “Then the universe exploded into existence and the remnants of these systems were forged into concentrated ingots. Infinity stones.” He spoke as seven stones came in to view above the floating table. A blew one, yellow one, red one, purple one, green one, orange one and a slightly bigger white one compared to the rest. “These stones can only be brandished by beings of extraordinary strength. The blue stone otherwise known as the Space stone, yellow known as the Mind stone, red the reality stone, purple the Power stone, green the Time stone, orange the Soul stone and white the Life stone.” All the stones came into view one by one. “All these stones are powerful on their own. On their own the carriers can use the stone to wipe out an entire civilization. But to use more stones at once you need the Life stone to make it all work together. Because what is a soul, mind, power, time, space and reality all mean if it is not living. But soon after their creation the Life stone disappeared and was nowhere to be found, until you. Now a lot of people are trying to get the power you poses. Because once a group of people tried to use two of the stones without the life stone, but they were quickly destroyed by it.” I was shown images of all the death that was surrounding these stones. “And now you being here with the stone it means it is now possible to use more stones at once.” Odin went on to explain. “What if I give it to you to protect it? I’m not- I can’t protect it.” I told him. How was I supposed to do that? “The stone clearly has a life of it’s own and it chose you to defend it. Haven’t you noticed that anybody that came too close to you followed some repercussions?” He asked already knowing the answer. “The stone you posses shields you and gives you more power to protect you and the living around you. It has a very strong energy to keep the beings away that try to take it from you. Only you are it’s protector. You are the protector of the living as long as it’s needed. Maybe until you are back from where you are from. Vörðr Ævi.” Protector of Life.

Would that make me immortal? Protecting this stone until that time. And who is to say that I would be done protecting it by then. “So this stone is giving me strength, some kind of energy and immortality?” I asked him as he would know the answer. “Yes and I believe you can manipulate that energy in whatever way you want to.” Odin walked around the table towards me. “How would I do that?” I asked him. “That’s why you’re here. We are going to figure out how that works.” For some reason I got really excited. I felt really powerful. I believed him even though it all still sounded so crazy. “But the people on... Midgard.. There are Frost Giants there. If it all is true what you are saying, shouldn’t I be there before anything happens to them. If I am the protector of the Life stone shouldn’t I also protect the people that are living?” I asked him. “Then we better hurry up.” He said as the table stopped with its projection floating above it.

I had been training for three days, which was hard in general, but I was also trying to figure out how to use the energy I had to my advantage which was even harder. Diferent people were training me and I barley had any rest. One day it was Odin and Heimdall, other days I got to train with Thor and Loki and the last day I got to train with the Valkyries. I felt like Thor was a show off and Loki was usually more in the background of things, even though I noticed when he was not in the back he liked to make everything like a grand entrance. The Valkyries were amazing fighters and it was hard to keep up with them. The whole time I could only think that Lagertha would love to fight with them. But Heimdall and Odin were the hardest to fight with. My guess is because they knew what I poses. Odin had told me to keep the information of me having the Life stone for myself.

On the last day of my training Odin had brought me to Freya to put a spell on me that would make it impossible to detect I was possessing this power. It hurt to put the spell on me, it almost felt the same as when I first touched the stone. “It worked, I don’t feel any power on her anymore.” Freya said. Good I would go unnoticed. “This will stay between us. No one must know of your power as it could be far to dangerous for the universe to know.” Odin told me. “It is time for you to go back and I will ready my army to join you later. But before that I have one last gift.” Odin walked away for a second and then came out with a big box. “Freya and her maids made this for you.” He explained.

I opened the box and inside there were clothes or a suit. I pulled it out and held it in front of me. It was all a broken white color. The boots were gold and they would reach over my knees on the chest was the tree Yggdrasil in gold as well. Then there were some golden lines the accentuate curves. And lastly there was a long golden flowy cape that would reach the ground. “Thank you it is beautiful!” I told both Freya and Odin.

After that I suited up and followed Odin back to the Observatory of Heimdall. “What will I be facing down there?” I asked Odin. “The Frost Giants came in the possession of the space stone, that is how they got to travel to Midgard. They want to start another Ice age there.” I don’t know what I was expecting, bit it was not that. “How did they get it?” I asked. “Hela gave it to them. Chaos and death surrounds her.” So everything Bjorn told me was true. Hela was there with them. But they are all so strong and well trained and now I was supposed to stop them? How? “How am I supposed to stop all of them?” “I am getting my army ready as we speak and we will be there shortly after you arrive.

He didn’t gave me time to respond as he guided me towards where the rainbow was beaming. “You posses more power than you think y/n, now use it.” He told me. “I will keep an eye on you out there.” Heimdall said in his calm voice. I was about to walk into the rainbow before Odin said something. “Don’t forget your sword.” I took it from his hands and held it up. For a brief moment it seemed to light up. “Now it is ready to be used by someone powerful like you. Now go you don’t have much time.” Odin said and I turned and walked in the rainbow.

Everything was lighting up again and I could kind of see the stars behind the rainbow. It almost felt like this time it was quicker and I was back on earth, this time in my whole get up. I landed on the beach where everyone was staring at me. In the crowed I saw Bjorn running towards me. “Where have you been? Where you..?” He said as he looked up at the sky. “Yes. And now I’m here to help.”

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Let me know what you think :)

Also the suit I’m having in mind is kinda inspired by Wonder Woman 1984. At least the boots would be the same and the shoulder pieces would be gold. Besides that I’m imagining it a one piece in white and not really like armor, like Wonder Woman has in the movie. And then of course a tree on he chest. Hope that makes sense :) And btw also no helmet.

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