Gungnir cascaded through the chamber towards me as Frigga raised her hands. A scream rushed through the chamber as a hazy image of Hela emerged in front of Yuna. She was an echo of her true power, fuelled mainly by her sheer will power as she attempted to intercede on the behalf of us; those who came to meet her and take her away from her torture.
Magic pulsed through my right hand as several spells leapt from my hand.
Dozens of large yellow shields emerged in the spear's path as eldritch flames crackled behind them. A charm flushed over the entire structure and thickened their defences. My mind reeled a touch from the amount of magic just expent, but ultimately it was due to me being new to the use of magic itself.
My defences clanged loudly against the rainbow-infused spear as it shattered the first wall. The second disintegrated. Third was like a wet paper towel... On and on, in less than five seconds all of the shields were shattered, only the flame resisting against it as I put my mutated energy type into fuelling the spell. One single second passed as the spear that pierces all and never misses exploded in godly power and struck the fire low.
An aura of games surrounded me as my heart rhythmically thrummed. The reality engine kicked on and began to hum to me its potential. Beyond Odin, beyond Gungnir, this reality engine could rend the entirety of this dimension to shreds in but a moment with its current power, should I wish it.
The thought was tempting in this fraction of frozen time... But I did not wish to fight. Odin was arrogant and hateful but his people did not deserve to die for his actions. Still, the need to protect someone that felt important, that would be important to me yanked on my reasoning. Light crackled around the spear as it 'slowly' traversed the gap between itself and Yuna. My will snapped and reformed as the engine thrummed with potential.
'What would it be like to strip Gungnir down to its components? Make it a Staff for my own power? To defile the one companion that Odin had always had in all battles...' Blinking I snapped out of it and reach towards the power inside of me... Until...
"Enough of this bullshit!"
Frigga's voice billowed out oppressively as her magic invaded every single nano-metre of the space, her eyes boring into the spear. Green magic fluttered over it in this compressed pocket of time, her magics causing this lull; I now sensed.
The spear hissed and squeaked against the time compression before she slapped the air with her hand, the Odinforce within it being rotated diagonally and the entire spear floundering from its target. A second passed and the spear struck Yuna... But it wasn't the blade that struck, no, it was the haft of the weapon.
Shock consumed my mind as the call of the reality engine cooled considerably. The spear clattered to the floor before scooping itself spatially back into the All Father's hands. Speaking of the man, he was staring at his wife in perplexment.
"WHY DID YOU STOP ME!?"
"You will not speak to me that was Odin Borson!" He flinched backwards, his spear dulled completely as energy flooded away from it as if it were suddenly run dry by a dam.
Loki stepped back into me, turning around and squeaking as he blushed and then looked down. He was in chaos. His entire existence was put to question and his mother hadn't denied the claim. Odin had refused to even speak on it. The blush made me question many things about him, and the squeak, but I decided to deftly ignore that as I watched Hela huff in exertion as she scowled at her father... The image of her disappearing as my psychic tendril finally reached the domain of Hel, where she grasped it and began speaking.
'I don't know who you are... Or why you say that we have nuptial contracts... But I thank you for not forgetting me.'
The words were pained, strained and wrung out. Her voice was wispy and distant, as if she had been holding a great weight upon her shoulders through her imprisonment.
'Hela Odinsdottir. I have come here to fulfil the contract and save you from your unjust banishment. Whether we become truly betrothed or partners, that is for you to decide. I am merely here aiding someone who did not deserve her imprisonment.'
Shock conveyed itself to me through the psychic power.
'I- thank you, I do not think I could have held any longer. The madness is beginning to creep in...'
Frowning I sent some supportive emotions whilst Frigga stared her husband down and the turned to me.
"You, Freya. You're certainly a tough cookie to crack now aren't you?"
"I don't know what you mea-"
"Yes, yes, yes... Enough of that drivel. There was no intention of harming Asgard wasn't there?"
It was odd being talked to in this way... Only my mother had ever spoken to me like this and it was always rather unpleasant.
"I- did not intend to hurt Asgardians. I just wanted to free Hela and also see what the pantheon I had joined was like."
Odin smiled widely as Gungnir was let go of and hovered in mid-air. Thor was utterly blown away by the change in mood whilst Loki was sputtering in front of me, his form shrinking slightly before he squeaked at everyone's eyes facing our direction, his taller form taking over once more.
"Hahaha, wonderful. See I told you Frigga, she was rather impressive in my visions."
{Huh?}
'Huh?'
"HUH!?"
All of us just stared at the two of them with incredulity spreading over our faces. This!? This was a test!? Were they stark raving mad? Who introduced guests like this!? Why was there a necessity here for that...? 'HUH!?'
...
"Sorry about that everyone. My husband likes to fight a touch and he wished to test you Freya... If he had, tact, he would have simply stood down and taken your words as those of a woman who had just risen to our pantheon and didn't know what was up from down."
Frigga sat on her throne regally, her frustration at her husband's antics clearly shining through as the All Father stayed completely stoic.
"Now. Loki." The princeling flinched at the use of his name instead of the familial call of 'son'.
"Me and your father were intending to speak of this soon, but your oaf of a father decided to put it off until your next birthday... You are our adopted son, Loki." He dropped to his knees in horror as the magics over his body shattered. Blue skin took over perfectly white tanned skin as his eyes became crimson in colouration.
Everyone who knew him looked at him in shock, except me and my women, Odin and Freya.
"We found you as a baby on the world of Jotunheim, abandoned in the fortress of your father Laufey. My husband, your father, picked you up in your wrapping and watched as you watched him back, your small tongue poking out in teasing of the almighty Odin of Asgard."
Odin took over from there... "I was surprised that I did not find fear behind those eyes, but instead, a deep compassion and will to live. After the battle I had found myself sick of death... Sick of taking life unless absolutely necessary. I made my most important decision due to you, my son. To allow my people to prosper."
Loki stared down at his hands and quivered as his entire body shifted into a female form. 'He' became 'Her' as black shoulder-length hair flared out over her back as her robes clung to her swiftly changing body. Frigga looked saddened by the hurt that covered his face whilst I closed my eyes and tried to make a decision about how much I should offer assistance to the prince.
That was when Hela spoke up again...
'Help him. He does not deserve to feel like an outcast because of his species or because of his own stupidity. If you can do something, do it, for me, please...'
The last of her plea was snuffed once more as she exhaled loudly and tiredly. I let one out soon after as I watched the, woman? Man? Loki, I watched Loki break down somewhat, his emotions cracking under pressure as darkness began to consume the outer edges of the aura.
"Loki-"
I stopped Freya and stepped up behind Loki, sobs breaking out from the Norse god as 'her' eyes looked up at me, fractured. A vice took my heart for a moment whilst I felt Artoria sigh from within the bond, Susan following thereafter as they stepped up behind me.
"I have an answer to this issue, if you should wish to take it... A way to make Loki your actual child. By blood."
Frigga reared her head back in a modicum of shock whilst Odin looked towards me with hope filling his eyes, the anger and hatred all but vanished from him. He seemed to be a completely different man... 'How the fuck did it go from conflict to this in such a short span of time???'
'Hah-hah-hah...' Hela chuckled in my mind whilst I steeled myself for what this offer meant.
Yuna looked rather saddened by the state of Loki, her aura was rather conflicted about it all. On one hand she was happy that she fought back in such a nasty way... On the other, we were all somewhat cordial now and she now somewhat regretted hurting Loki; who, from her small time with him, seemed nice enough. I was cringing as well, I had laughed... I had been a dick and now this was my atonement.
"What do you mean you can, make him of us...?"
'Fucking old-timey speak! I hate it!'
"A spell I know, specifically a ritual, can connect a person to a specific bloodline should they be willing and the 'parents', in this situation, should wish to donate some small quartz of blood to initiate the ritual."
Freya leaned down, her eyes shining in amazement. She was hanging on every word. It seemed magic was not just a hobby to her and more of an obsession.
"How did you gain access to this magic?"
"Trade secret."
She narrowed her eyes imperiously but I just shrugged.
"If you all agree, you will watch me complete it, meaning you can see how to do it."
A smile graced her face at that.
"I agree to it." She looked over to Odin who looked completely ecstatic that this form of ritual could be done. He nodded too and looked down at Loki, who was staring at me with amazement and trepidation.
"A-ah, why- why would you do this for me... I am only a trickster..." Loki's voice was much more pleasant in this form for me. It was as if silk was softly churning over satin and then honey was poured in between. Artoria had to smack me on the ass for me to finally awake to myself. There was a magical property to her voice.
"Because, Loki... You spent a lot of time waiting for me and were always cordial. No anger was displayed by you and you were ever the gentleman, or should I say gentlewoman."
Loki looked down at the assets that now sat beneath green and gold robes, eyes widening and horror written all over her aura.
"N-no! I can't be in this form!"
"I believe-" I looked up at Freya who merely nodded, "that this is your real form Loki and when you turned female, in the past, potentially, that you were just channelling your real un-glamoured form for a moment; skin colour withstanding of course."
"How did-" He looked up at Frigga who immediately looked away and started whistling, "MOTHER!?"
She looked back down and acted none-the-wiser.
"What my sweet child?"
"You hid my actual form didn't you..." It was less a question and more of a statement as it left her lips. Coughing a touch, my laughter held at the back of my throat whilst Yuna merely shrugged and finished scanning Loki. Green Magic flickered behind her eyes for a moment until she smiled wickedly.
'Seems it is a profitable day for her...'
"No such thing! I simply, made you a boy for, a time."
"Is that why I am attracted to women!?"
Freya sputtered a few words as Odin laughed boisterously. Thor was completely shell shocked by the whole thing and was just sitting on his ass at the side of this entire meeting.
"A- i - hu- huh?"
"Of course not Loki! You like women because you like women, fool." Loki dropped back onto her ass whilst looking distant, a wistful sigh escaping her luscious lips as her heart-shaped face set itself into a thoughtful expression. "So I swing for my own sex, then...?"
'What the fuck is my life and how the fuck did we get from killing me to showing Loki that he was actually a she and that she was gay all along...???'
{Life is weird.}
'I agree with that weird voice Freya... The Universe is strange sometimes. Oh, I swing the same way as Loki does, for your information.'
Embarrassment trickled through the psychic energy whilst Loki, in her new found beauty, looked over at me and my women, a whole new shine taking the god's eyes.
'Fuck me...!'
{...}
'That can be... Arranged...'
*Facepalm*
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So people didn't like my last chapter... Well, all I just gotta say is: Please trust me. I am writing the story in a way that I find interesting and I hope that you all find interesting. I strive to make it fresh, add some drama whilst also just having fun.
Last chapter was made by me as I was going through some shit, not gonna say what it was, but yeah... This is for fun, learning and a cooldown for me. I thought last chapter was okay and I had this one planned out when I made it.
Tadah! Odin and Frigga were messing with them and you! Also, Loki as a woman is hot, even if she doesn't get with Freya!
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