Y/N Thorson. Son of the one and only Thor Odinson. Y/N was born to Thor and a woman named Sigvor. Unfortunately, she passed away during childbirth leaving Thor to raise their son all by himself. Thor did his best to raise the child, but all he wante...
The roar of applause and cheering from a crowd echoed throughout the Hall of Asgard. A man with long blonde hair threw up a hammer as the cheers grew louder.
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Thor Odinson walked down a set of stairs as he boasted and admired the cheering of his people. "Oh, please." Lady Sif, an Asgardian warrior, smiled and rolled her eyes at her friend. A young man with H/C hair fought back a chuckle as he looked at his father basking in the presence of the crowd. "My father. Always the show off." He stated as his grandmother looked at him with a smile and place a hand on his shoulder.
(A/N. In case, you're wondering how old you look and actually are. You look about 17 by this point, but you're actually about 1,000 or so years old. You're an inch or so taller then Loki.)
Once Thor got to the front of the throne, he kneeled down and removed his helmet. He looked up at his father as he gave his mother and son a wink. Frigga shook her head as his son gave on back.
Odin sat up as he hit his staff against the ground, causing the crowd to go silent. Odin looked down at his son with pride. "Thor Odinson. My heir," When Odin said this, Loki seemed to be a bit irritated. Odin took a deep breath. "My first born. So long entrusted with the mighty hammer, Mjolnir. Forged in the heart of a dying star. Its power has no equal. It is a weapon to destroy or a tool to build. 'Tis a fit companion for a king. I have defended Asgard and the lives of the innocent across the Nine Realms."
As Odin was talking. In The Vault, Asgardian warriors were patrolling the hall. What they didn't see was a blue hand pressed against a pillar, causing it to freeze.
"Do you swear to guard the Nine Realms?" Odin questioned. "I swear." Thor said without hesitation. "Do you swear to preserve the peace?" Odin asked again "I swear." Thor once again answered without hesitation. "Do you swear to cast aside all selfish ambition and to pledge yourself only to the good of the realm?" Thor threw his hammer up with a grin. "I swear."
That was all it took for Odin. "Then on this day. I, Odin Allfather, proclaim you," Thor gained a grin and so did Y/N. But, suddenly became quiet. Thor and Y/N's smiled fell as they looked at Odin in concern.
On of the Asgardian warriors in The Vault saw the water becoming frozen. When he kneeled down to look, he saw a towering figure in the reflection. A Frost Giant picked him up by the neck and stabbed him, killing him.
"Frost Giants."
Three Frost Giants ran toward the Casket of Ancient Winters. One of them picked it up as they walked away. But before they could get out. Odin hit his staff on the ground, releasing The Destroyer. The guardian of The Vault.
The Frost Giant attempted to use the Casket, but was incinerated by The Destroyer. The other two attempted to run, but were also killed.
The Vault doors flew open as Odin, Thor, Loki and Y/N walked in. The Destroyer walked back into its cage as the Asgardians walked further in. The entire room was almost encased in ice. Thor grimaced as he spoke. "The Jotuns must pay for what they have done."
