Magnus Chase...and Siblings?

Part 9. Somewhere New...Again.

SMALL RECAP: (skip if you remember what happened)

While part of my mind was still prossesing what just happend I looked around to see there were no frost giants, but there were still snow and trees everywhere. Am I still in Jutonheim? Or is this Nilfheim?

Present time : Okay,no giants of any kind chasing me for reasons I don't know,still look like a anime character, can do stuff that only a ninja can do,I don't know which ice and snow world I magically teleported to. Still haven't figured out why I'm here,why haven't I froze to death yet? This is fine.

I think trying to not let my heart beat out of my chest or my brain explode. I jumped as my legs started moving again,but this time in a small walk.

Okay,this kinda worked out last time,at least I know that I'm not being chased by a frost giant.

Still on high alert, I look where my feet are taking me this time. Its snowing but the cold still didn't bother me. Actually,I'm sweating from all the running but I still feel no cold. The snow and fog made it hard to see,I squint to look forward. My hand moved on its own just like my legs were doing and reached for a small compartment that hung onto my belt. I grabbed something and held it infront of my face. It was a pair of white goggles,I let my hands do their thing and placed them over my eyes and pulled my hood on so the snow didn't cover the goggles.
Now I can see without getting snow in my eyes. With the goggles I can see a clear path,I can through the fog and the falling snow as if it weren't there in the first place. The crunching of the snow under my feet seemed to be the only sound around,but when I looked down I saw dirt and dead grass. I look up and my legs stop moving. I see a circle of big trees,green trees. It looked like the snow hasn't effected them at all,as if it were impossible for the snow to touch its healthy green leaves. They were as tall as all the other dead looking trees,but there was a small gap where the trees were spaced out. On my own I slowly was walk towards the small spacing. There's a wooden gate up to my waist,it wasn't covered in snow either. Rune symbols I didn't recognize were carved in the light wood gate with something that looked like Arabic words. They glowed with a gold glow,I place my hand on top of the gate and it glowed a light green,then white then a reddish orange and back to gold. After a moment I unlocked the gate and walked up a cobblestone path leading to a small house,I stop as the trees catch my attention again. Lilacs. Lilacs decorated the other sides of the trees,dozens of different shades of purple and some with, if not all white. Dark purple with white outlines,light purple plain,straight up whites,dark and light purple together,medium shades with a cream color. They ar-were, my moms favorite flowers,yeah moms and $0%@'s favorite. On camping trips her and $0%@ always came back with handfuls of them that they found on trees,they would do that while me and !*#$%</ climbed trees and look for fire wood. We were always dirty from races up the trees or exploring muddy ponds. We played who could catch the most tadpoles at times.. But,who were they? Why can I almost remember them but not fully,I know they were there but I can't visualize their faces. This is becoming frustrating. The more I try to remember the more it becomes unclear. Ditching the neat cobblestone path I walk into the grass that looked like it hadn't been cut for a few weeks. I pick some lilacs,each one with a different design. Once I had a handful of them I hold them to face and inhale the sweet sent of the flowers. I walk back on the path and head to the house. I had a strange desire to put these in a vase with some water. I approach the oak door to the house,it looks old and the polish was peeling. I reach down to the doornob it was gold painted that was old and scratched,this somehow felt familiar. I open the door and hot tears sprang into my eyes. I took the goggles off to make sure I was seeing what was really infront of me. It looked exactly like the apartment my mom and I lived in before...before...
Tears ran down my face. Nothing was out of place,but there were no pictures of me and her around and vases of lilacs around a few corners of the room. My grip tightened with the delicate flowers in my hand. I couldn't move,I didn't want to move. But the same unknown force made me move my legs. My eyes shot around like rockets looking at everything that gave me unwanted flashbacks. I didn't want to be back here,I never thought I would be in a exact replica of the one place I once loved and now hated. Why am I here? I never asked for this to happen! My heart continued to beat against my ribcage making my chest and heat hurt like crazy. Even the thermostat was set at the degrees my mom liked it most. Unwillingly my arm turned to pull my hood off,letting down my shoulder length white hair. I wasn't in control of myself anymore. I walk to the kitchen,I had a feeling that this whole place was gonna be painful to see. Its the same as the apartment. My left hand reaches for a cabinet above my head and opens it. I look up with tears still my eyes. I was reaching for a white flower vase. It was thin from the top to almost down to the bottom,the base of the vase was rounded so it can hold more water than it seemed. It was black and not made of glass,it looked like the outside was covered in some kind of twine layered around  it. The vase had seventeen golden rings made of twine around the whole thing. I have never seen this vase before,then why do I feel like I have gotten this exact vase of this cupboard before. Filling the vase half way up with water I put the flowers in and carry it to the bathroom. I look at the blank walls,this place seems like the old apartment,but it had minor differences. No pictures of me and mom,flowers in almost every room making all of them smell like lilacs,books without titles laying around here and there some were open and blank,nothing seemed messy. I open the door to the bathroom,looks the same as always,even had the shampoo and conditioner me and mom liked to use in the shower. More flashbacks and past memories of living here surfaced and won't stay put. Why here,why now? I want it to stop,I want to leave,I want to go back to Valhalla. I want to fall asleep and pretend this never happened. Frustration rose in my chest,I couldn't stop the tears coming from my eyes  that made it hard to see. I set the vase of flowers by the sink,my arms let me wipe my eyes with my sleeve when I let go of the vase. I grip the sink until my knuckles turned white,gritting my teeth out of frustrating,I count to ten and breath. My shoulders relaxed and so did my grip on the sink. I finally calmed down. I look up at the mirror. I look different...I mean I look some what the same but I didn't recognize the person in the mirror. I had the same nose,same lips but paler,my jawline was a little rounder,my eyebrows were the same shape but thinner and white to match my hair,at last my eyes...they weren't the gray I once knew...they were forest green. Just like hers. Am I still me?! What happened?! I look different,who am I?! Why do I have her eyes? More panicked thoughts flowed though my head. I feel myself black out,but I don't feel like I hit the floor behind me.

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I'm awake,but I don't open my eyes. I'm laying stomach down with my right cheek to the ground. It feels uncomfortable laying like this,especially in my upper chest area. I feel long hair flowing down one side of my face,longer than before. My whole body was warm,especially when I barely moved. The heat was converting,even if I didn't know where it came from. Saliva pooled in my cheek...

Authors Note
Ran out of ideas.