My body felt heavy once the numbness drifted away from me. Shooting my eyes opened my vision came back to me, feeling the machine behind me unlock around my body I landed on the floor next to my brother Eivor who woke up seconds before me.
"You alright?" he asked as he stood up.
"Stiff" was all I could say for how I was feeling.
"Sigurd? Are you alright?" I called out to him waiting to hear his voice call back to me. But it was a voice I wasn't expecting.
"Ah, the hanged-one awake, feet upon the ground once more" the voice of Basim echoed through the large hall of this machine.
"Eivor, Arnora be careful!" Sigurd's voice called out after.
My eyes widened in fear seeing Sigurd held captured by Basim, who held a knife to his throat ready to slice it open.
"SIGURD!" I shouted ready to rush to his side but Eivor grabbed my arm pulling me back.
"Come closer Eivor and Arnora, let me get a better look at you both" Basim called out to the both of us as we walked towards them.
"Leave him be Basim" Eivor growled towards him ready to cut him down.
"For to long I stared at the sun, it blinded me to the truth that it was you I wanted all along" Basim spoke ignoring Eivor's warning towards him.
"You better let Sigurd go or you'll have more than Eivor to worry about, faðir" I growled towards him as I stared into his eyes hissing out the word father to him.
"You of all people should understand Hela! He widowed my destiny, dóttir he broke all my hopes; yours most of all!! Or do you not remember!?" He shouted back towards me, I did understand but I let go of my past life and focused on the now.
"He's mad Eivor silence him" Sigurd shouted back to Eivor but kept his eyes on me worried for my protection.
"come Eivor, come save your crippled prince of dead ravens" Basim said as he threw Sigurd to the rocky cold ground below him, walking off to lure Eivor away.
"Sigurd!" I shouted rushing to him sliding on my knees.
Helping him sit up he groaned a bit from the pain he felt from the fall, Eivor walked over to us kneeling down in front of Sigurd and I.
"Are you hurt?" he asked Sigurd once he kneeled.
"It is nothing, go, kill that bacraut!!" Sigurd told him letting Eivor go to fight Basim alone.
Sigurd looked towards me, probably seeing the worry written over my face as I looked at him.
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Assassin's Creed Valhalla: The Forgotten Love
FanfictionIn the year of 855, a celebration was taken place for peace and friendship. A young girl named Arnora Varinsdottir along with her older twin brother Eivor were given a task to give a ring to the king, once their task was completed the celebration wo...
