"A myth is a way of making sense in a senseless world. Myths are narrative patterns that give significance to our existence."- Rollo May

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Chapter 2 A rude wakeup call

Thorfrithr eyes opened in a flash and thrashed her arms around that made her burst up to sit up. She gasped loudly and looked frantically around this unknown place.

Where am I?

That was she first thought.

She looked around and saw her weapon laying there by her bed side. She reaches to grab it, but paused when she heard a voice.

"Who are you?"

Thorfrithr finally noticed that there is someone in this room.

Sigurd woken up when she burst out of the bed and saw her fear in eyes, "I ask you again, who are you?"

Like a speed of wind, Thorfrithr surprised Sigurd by gripped his neck with such strength lifted him up against the wall.

"What realm am I in?" She snarled like a wolf that is ready to bite him off of his neck. Sigurd coked his coughs, but answered, "You're in Kattegat of Norway."

"What realm am I in?!"

The door burst opened! There came Sigurd's two brothers and few warriors entered.

She lifted her weapon and pointed at them in ready to fight.

"Who's first?"

Outside of the door:

The door is splintered opened by men flying threw them.

"Agh!"

The warriors groaned and wince from their aching bones that is either from being thrown to the door or their landing positions.

Sigurd grabs his axe and fought her. He tried to slash her from left to right, but she kept dogging him without breaking a sweat. Loki often said that her feet was like a feather and lighter than the winds. She slowly realized that they are humans. Mortals.

In other words, she is Midgard!?

Thorfrithr dodged from his overhead strike. She gently as she can to hit his stomach with the hilt of her weapon. Sigurd groaned and rolled to the floor, but quickly kneeled and looked at her with…Awe?

Thorfrithr shake her head until Sigurd older brother came to his defense and clashed his weapon with hers. She easily slapped his weapon off of his hands. But Ubbe doesn't give up that easily. He charged at her and body clamped together. Ubbe tried to hold her in his tight arms around her, but she pushed him back with her own back into the wall.

BAM! Ubbe back sprained a little and groaned fell out of his mouth. Ubbe didn't lessen his hold on her and made his arm tighten as hard as he can.

Thorfrithr grunted and screamed in frustrations to get off of her. She doesn't want to hurt Midgardians. As they are more fragile and weaker than she is.

"STOP!"

Everything stopped over the command. They all turned to the source of the voice. It's the Seer. He is the Oracle of Kattegat.

He looked happy as he walked steadily towards her.

"Prince Ubbe, unhand the royal princess of Asgard." He waved Ubbe to signal that he needs to let go of her.

Ubbe looked confuses and was about to refuse until….

"UGTH!"

Thorfrithr used her elbows to hit his stomach. Ubbe held his stomach around as he bends his knee to the floor.

"I, welcome you, Princess Thorfrithr "Blackhand" Thorsdóttir of Asgard." The seer bowed before her.

"Njord," Thorfrithr whispers his true name as she is surprised that he was here this entire time.

"I believed that you have something important," The seer smiled creepily at her.

"It is not a war is it?"

Thorfrithr looked at him straight in the eyes or face. "No, it's not. This is not war. It's humans and Asgardians extinction."

I know it's short, but here it is. So, give me your reviews and comments.