Well I noticed there were not very many "Self-Insert" (SI) or OC-Insert stories involving Hela, or an Alternate-Universe (AU) of that. SO I thought maybe I could try my hand at it.

This is going to be a story in which a person from our world (or something similar) gets a chance at life that they never had, or had lost.

I thought about making a Spider-Man, but that has been done a few times, one of my favorite styles.

But I noticed that there has not been any, or very, very few have actually done a rebirth as a male version of Hela; Hel, I think that would be cool.

Anyways the powers of Hela that matches Thor are; Super-Human Strength, Super-Human Durability, Super-Human Speed, Super-Human Agility, Super-Human Stamina, Longevity.

Hela's power unique to her; Life and Death Manipulation (Goddess of Death and the Dead), Weapon Manifestation (When she grew swords daggers and other weapons out of nowhere), Structure Manifestation (During the final battle of Asgard when she rose from the water), Armor Manifestation (Hela was able to repair the damage to her clothing and make her headdress appear and disappear from her head), Necromancy (Goddess of Death and the Dead, she brought back her pet wolf and the corpse found under the Throne Room)

My OC's name would be: Hel.

His powers would be the same as Hela's except he would have a couple more power: Cryokinesis (Cold and Ice manipulation) and Umbrakinesis (The ability to control and manipulate shadows)

Everything else will be practically the same, except for the choices that are made.

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I do not own any thing, all of the rights go to Stan Lee (formerly), Marvel and to Disney.

Well ever since I saw Thor 3 and Infinity Wars, I wanted to try this and see how it goes.

Well the story begins...

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(First Person Point of View)

Pain, all I could feel was pain. My entire left side was crushed from the drunk Semi driver, I could feel the blood filling up my lungs, I could not move, I groaned as loud as I could as I tried to move, but the warped metal held me like a vice pinning me to the wreckage. I could feel Death's breath on breathing into my soul, I could feel myself dying, and I was not fighting, the pain was too much as I allowed myself to black out and let the soothing touch of Death numb the pain. I felt myself relax.

I opened my eyes and saw a beautiful woman, she carefully caressed my left side of the cheek before she nodded to her self, she said something in another language that I did not know or understand, and I was met with a male, I could see and feel his power. I felt compelled to knell before them.

The man chuckled and said "There is no need to bow to anyone just yet youngster."

I stayed down for a few moments before standing up, I asked "Who are you..." I glanced at the woman and nodded in her direction "And you."

The man said "I am Cameo-"

I muttered and said "And that is why you look like Stan Lee..." I paused and looked at the female, I said softly "And she must be Death..." I sighed and asked softly "I am dead aren't I?"

Cameo nodded his head and said "Yes and no... you are dying with about five percent of survival, and with being a cripple if you even survive... but I have another option I think you would like." He paused like a sell's man seeing if I took the bait.

Like a fool I asked "What is the option..."

Cameo smiled and said "You will get reborn as a character in the Marvel Multiverse."

I grinned and said "Spider Man!"

Cameo shook his head and said "Been taken."

I paused and asked "Iron-Man?"

"Nope." Cameo replied to me.

I smiled and asked "Captain America."

Cameo said "No, I will give you a hint. Villain."

I frowned in thought before asking "Thanos?"

He shook his head and said "No, close but no."

I paused again thinking of some villain "Loki?" I asked hopefully.

Cameo shook his head yet again and said "Closer but no banana kid."

I sighed and said "I am not sure sir."

The woman nodded to him and said "Let him find out." She smirked a little before she faded into the shadows.

I looked at Cameo before he said "Lights out kid."

The next thing I knew I was floating in warm darkness.

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(First Person Point of View)

I woke up stuck tight in a type of blanket, I wiggled trying to escape it. It felt worse than a straight-jacket.

I felt my eyes burning out of frustration... but I realized I was beginning to cry. I thought to myself 'What the Hel is going on with me?!'

But shortly after that a woman came into the room from behind me, I heard the door open and a sweet perfume fill the room, but I was still unable to move.

I began to wail like an infant unable to control myself at all as I allowed instinct to control me.

The woman picked me up and cradled me, I felt safe in her arms as she sung to me softly. I closed my eyes relaxing to her voice feeling safe.

She kissed me on my forehead and said "My sweet prince."

A few moments later a regal person came into the room, he looked at me and I had to flinch, he wore a golden eye-patch, he boomed "My Son Hel!"

His loud voice made my ears ring as I began to cry again, the woman hissed "Odin!"

I fainted when I heard that, I knew then when and where I was, I was likely on Asgard, and I was Hel, son of Odin and the son of Freya. Based on the name, I am going to guess that is the male version of Hela.

The next time I woke up it seemed as though years had passed as I wore a long shirt and a type of diaper.

I began to walk around the room, I assumed was mine, I was left alone in there, I had a feeling this was not the first time this had happen, memories of the time that has pass came to me as I began to remember who my parents were and how they were, Odin was very busy and Freya took care of me, I was a mama's boy.

I looked around the room and I saw a mirror, I looked like I was about three maybe four years old, I nodded to myself accepting there was no way around this, but I began to noticed a few thing about me already. One thing was that my hair was midnight black. The second thing was my skin was a corpse like pale. The third thing I noticed was that my eyes were an icy blue, cold and distant.

I shook my head and pulled my longish hair.

About a minute later Freya came in with a bright smile "It is lunch time my little Prince."

I smiled a little feeling love for her as I said ''Thank you mother."

She beamed at me as she scooped me up in her arms and blew raspberries on my neck and chest making me giggle and squeal like a child. Freya chuckled softly as she carried me to the kitchen for some food.

I smiled as I cuddled into her feeling safe in her arms.

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I once again do not own any thing, all of the rights go to Stan Lee (formerly), Marvel and to Disney.

Well here is the first official chapter, I will begin the training and such in the next couple chapters.

If you have any ideas of what you want to see happen please drop a review and or Private Message me.

Death Fury out.