As It Was (Hela x Fem!reader)

Chapter 8: Grandmasters

The ship sped through the junkyard. Unlike Asgardian ones, this one seemed specially made for its user.

"So what's your name?" Looking at the woman who had rescued you and was sitting in front of you, wearing an armor of some sort.

"Nino, you?" She turned away from steering the ship, pressing a button for it to pilot itself, and looked at you studying your face.

"Y/N," gazing out at the city's skyline, growing closer with every passing second.

"You Asgardian?" Her eyes studying your body.

"No, Vanaheim." Correcting her, Nino's eyes seemed to light up at the statement.

"I am from Alfheim, it's nice to have someone from one of the realms," No doubt that many here weren't from the realms, in fact, there were probably very few of you. She placed the palm of her hand out, a green wisp coming from it.

"You would like my brother," laughing at the similarities between the two's magic and mischievous personalities, Nino's great idea of throwing an object as someone that was obviously powerful.

"You'll have to introduce me. Now ever heard of Sakaar?" Nino grinned at you as she began to tell you of the city and its history with the GrandMaster and the battle of champions.

"Now I'm technically a scrapper," seeing the look of confusion on your face from the unusual word she quickly filled you in, "I take contesters and bring them to the GrandMaster. But I won't do that to you, mostly because I'm interested in that brother you mentioned."

"Thanks, I think I could easily take you out anyways."

"Great, thank you for not doing that," going back to steering the ship Nino pulled into a shipyard, filled with strange and unusual ships you hadn't seen on Midgard or any of the other realms.

"What are these?" Peering out of the window.

"Junkyard, free parking in it," Nino opened  the back of the ship for you two to walk out, your nose instantly met with the smell of garbage.

"Is it a garbage dump too?" Trying to wave away the smell with your hand.

"Yeah, sorry bout that," she grabbed some weapons, mostly consisting of daggers and swords.

Nino met your questioning look, "Sakaars a wild place, can never be to careful."

You'd been in worse situations, and had your powers, even if it was a little wild they could always help,

Nino left the ship, gazing about the junkyard before deciding all was well and walking to the large gate that you could only presume was the exit.

Following behind you gazed about, the strange and unusual city filled with tall buildings not reminiscent of Midgard or any other realm for that matter.

Painted in wild colors with attachments coming off from every angle you wondered how the people of this planet were.

Judging by the loud music you could hear in this distance this planet would be quite the interesting spot to explore.

"Where are we going?" You asked Nino as you both exited the yard and made it onto a street full of every sort of race of creatures ranging from big to small.

"Grandmasters," Motioning for you to follow through the crowds, "he's the ruler of this place and happens to be hosting a party I was invited too."

Looking around nervously your thoughts ran rampant. Was Thor okay, was Loki? Would they be mad at you?

They would probably hate you. Lying to them for centuries, forbidden to tell them. Sure they knew something was up, why else would Frigga adopt a random child and crown her as part of the royal family, it lined up, but surely they couldn't have suspected it.

You were broken from your worries as the two of you stopped suddenly in front of a large building, taller than any skyscraper you had seen on Midgard or any of the realms. It was adorned with statues of different creatures, music seemed to ounce out of every crack.

You followed your new found friend inside, people seemed to be at every corner, dancing on each other, or doing other not as holy things.

Spotting a green clad man from the corner of your eye, you turned around to be met with a trickster god.

Running up behind him you engulfed him in a hug, just thankful you had found him.

Loki paused for a minute in confusion before realizing who it was, and hugging you back.

"I was worried," you admitted to the trickster, whose head was buried in your neck. "How long have you been here?"

"About a week," Loki pulled away, sipping at the blue alcoholic beverage in his hand. "I've gained the Grandmasters favor."

You internally gagged, having a lurking feeling that you knew what he was referencing, "Don't tell me you fucked him."

Loki blushed, not meeting your eyes, confirming your suspicions.

"Gods Frigga would kill you," you muttered under your breath as Nino finally walked up, after searching the crowd for you.

"Who's this?" Loki asked you, studying the new acquaintance.

Nino held their hand out, Loki hesitantly accepted it and shook it, "Nino, from what I hear I think we'll be good friends."

Loki introduced himself, and wandered off to the bar, Nino following behind him in hopes of learning more about the god.

You were left alone, taking up a drink from a pink skinned alien walking around with a tray. You grimaced at the taste of the alcohol, nothing like Asgardian mead or even like the ones on Midgard.

Placing the leftovers on a table you stuck out your hand, a glass appearing, filled with mead, a trick you had picked up from the sorcerers on Midgard.

"What's that?" An odd looking older man with paint on his face asked you, dressed in weird garments you could only assume were native to the planet.

"Asgardian mead, want some?" The man nodded, you reached out your free hand, another glass appearing that you handed to the man.

"Ooh, I like this," the man told you sipping at the mead, "Are you a magician?"

"Goddess and sorcerer," you corrected him, your glass refilling itself to the top.

"Cool," the man said, a group of women came up to latch onto his arms, "I'm the Grandmaster."

AN: @whoreyloki Enjoy Wattpad hubbie you exist in this fic and got your fictional husband