Walking. The cold crisp night accompanies me, my feet carrying me along the bridge. Multiple colours stream beneath me each step I take, not taking long for me to reach the gold-carved structure. My eyes scour the gold case for a familiar figure. My breath is warm against the cool nights air, brushing against my skin as I wander further in. Finally, I lock eyes with not only the gatekeeper but my dear friend, Heimdall.
"This better be a good reason for you to be annoying me at this time of day." My shoulders relax as the words glide off of my tongue.
"Levana Odinsdottir, it is lovely to see you too." In the use of my full name I am alerted to the unsteadiness of the command to follow.
"Your eldest brother is in need of your assistance on earth." he continued.
Confusion and guilt fills my gut, although I do not know the task at hand or what my brother has done thoughts cloud my mind. I am put into a mist of what the Midguardians like to call, anxiety. I like the term, it's unique. Eventually, I form a question through my fogged mind,
"Where is he?"
"Earth."
My stomach twists, although they have some peculiar terms I despise the planet. I haven't adventured to that planet for 500 years, and for good reason too. No wonder Loki wanted to rule it, the sphere is in good need of a renovation. However, I need to know my mission so I don't stay there for long. I proceed to glance into the figures golden eyes,
"What has he done now?"
"It is more so what he has not done."
This is why ladies, gentlemen and those who do not seek a title, I am sent to do missions not my brother. Here is the list of reasons, but I'll shorten it for you:
1. I complete my missions efficiently, wasting no time and no lives. Unlike my brothers.
2. I am the less cared for child, meaning through a lack of popularity and glory my life can be put at risk.
3. I am not a naturally born child, but I have been forged by Odin with the use of the Mind stone and Power stone.
4. I'm hotter.
5. I am the most powerful of my siblings. I love annoying Thor with this one.
The list goes on, but though I am a Goddess and the daughter to the ruler of the nine realms my attention span is as short as your dads di-
"You will be sent, by order of your father, to retrieve Loki's sceptre"
Reeling back from my abnormally long train of thought I waste no time,
"Open the Bifrost."
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My feet pound against the floor announcing my arrival, I am met with several confused and concerned glares. Oh, I understand! This is Earth's mightiest hero's... oh and that's my brother with his hand around one of their necks?
"The trail went cold 100 miles out but it's heading north and it had the sceptre." Scowling at his own words, as he felt the pain of guilt for the disappointment he has brought to his father.
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FanfictionForged with the mind and power stone, Odin's fourth child is sent to help her brother retrieve Loki's sceptre. But upon arrival she finds Earth's mightiest hero's in need of the Goddess' help. Can the hopeless become hopeful? -====- I do not own any...