Sabrina Hargreeves aka Number Eight in the Umbrella Academy. Not anymore, after moving out at the age of seventeen and finding herself a nice apartment and a fun roommate. But the tranquility is put to an end when she's twenty three and Nick Fury an...
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I only slept for a few hours, and woke up right before the sun rose. Because of this I was able to capture a beautiful time lapse of the sun coming up upon the kingdom on my phone. Funnily enough, Asgard had full bars so I FaceTimed Gabe for a while, showing him around the room and outside the window since I was too afraid to see what would happen if I left the room or got lost. After a while I made myself another dress to wear for the day, I lounged around only to fall asleep again in full outfit and a full face of makeup.
"Lady Sabrina are you up," a voice, presumably Thor's boomed from the other side of the room as his fist banged on the door.
"Come in," I mumbled out loudly, still half asleep as I sat up on the bed.
"Ah, you're already dressed!"
"Yeah, I didn't sleep much, so I made myself this dress."
"You made it?"
"I make clothes for a living Thor, and there wasn't much to do in this room anyways," I stood up and walked over to him with my shoes in hand,"now come on, I was promised a tour!"
"Very well, but remember that Loki's trial is today."
"Is this dress is acceptable to wear?"
"Yes, it should be alright."
We spent most of the day in the market, people thinking that Thor and I were together which were quickly shut down by the both of us. The people that I mostly got along with were the kids, since most of the adults acted weary towards me. Plus most of the kids were amazed by my magic and my childish tendencies. They even gave me one of their Asgardian toys after I decorated their heads with flower crowns while they teamed up to make me one. Which I kept on for the rest of the day, until Thor told me that it was time to head back to the palace.
But by then I wasn't dressed for a trial, I was barefoot, my hair was messy and dirty with a flower crown on my head, dirt covered my feet and parts of my dress. Before we entered the throne room, I snapped my fingers and my outfit was less messy, the flower crown still on my head as I put my shoes back on. Thor and I stood on the sideline as we waited for the trial to start, Odin on his throne and Frigga by his side, the doors opened and as we heard the sound of footsteps along with chains we knew that the trial has started.
"Loki," Frigga sighed out with a glimpse of disappointment on her face.
"Hello, mother. Have I made you proud," he responds back in a sarcastic voice.
"Please, don't make this worse."
"Define worse."
"Enough,"Odin interrupts," I will now speak to the prisoner!"
"I really don't see what the fuss is about."
"Do you not truly feel the gravity of your crimes? Wherever you go there is war, ruin and death!"
" I went down to Midgard to rule the people of Earth as a benevolent god. Just like you," Loki excused.
"We are not gods. We are born, we live, we die. Just as humans do," Odin clarified as he looked at me.
"Give or take 5000 years," Loki snapped back.
"All this because Loki desires a throne," Odin mocked.
"It is my birth right," Loki stated, confidently.
"Your birthright was to die as a child,"Odin shouted out causing me to flinch,"cast out onto a frozen rock. If I had not taken you in you would not be here now to hate me."
The conversation slowly faded out, leaving me to my thoughts, only reminding me of the harsh words my own father would say to me. The abuse, the words that stuck to my mind, the scars that were littered in my body for every experiment that was done on me, the pain, the never ending pain that clung onto me every time I looked at the umbrella tattoo that was permanent on my wrist and the scars that surrounded it from every time that I dug my nails around it. It wasn't until my name was mentioned that I was brought back into the situation.
"Frigga and that mortal witch Sabrina are the only reason you are still alive and you will never see Frigga again. You will spend the rest of your days in the dungeons."
For a split second, Loki's eyes landed on me as I sent him a weak smile before he started talking again, as if none of this was taking an effect on him.
"And what of Thor? You'll make that witless oaf king while I rot in chains?"
"Thor must strife to undo the damage you have done. He will bring order to the nine realms and then, yes. He will be king."
Loki didn't say anything else as he was dragged back into the dungeons, and as we left the throne room Thor pulled me to the side.
"Lady Sabrina, I have to head to Vanaheim, there is a mighty battle there and I must help out. Will you be alright if I left you by yourself?"
But before I could answer, a voice can from behind me.
"She'll be alright Thor, she'll be with me,"Frigga responded.
Thor nodded before he flew off on Mjolnir, leaving us alone and Frigga motioned me to walk.
"Where are you taking me," I asked as we walked down the halls and then she handed a pile of books.
"Take these to Loki, say that the queen orders ordered you to do so," she told me with a sly smile as she sent me a wink before walking off, leaving me dumbfounded in the middle of the hallway.
