Elena Lokidottir, or at least that's what she's known as on Asgard.
Her parental linage is a mystery to everyone, bar a few silenced souls, even to her two uncles who might as well be her parents.
See how the young goddess cope's as she tries to lea...
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Volstagg ate ravenously from a platter of food. Sif stood nearby, ill at ease. Fandral watches Volstagg incredulously as the large warrior stuffs himself.
Finally Fandral can stand it no more. "Our dearest friend banished, Lokion the throne, Asgard on the brink of war, yet you manage to consume four wild boar, six pheasant, aside of beef, and two casks of ale. Shame on you! Don't you care?!"
Fandral moves to throw the platter in the fire, but Volstagg pulls his weapon, stopping him.
"Do not mistake my appetite forapathy." Volstagg shouted back.
"Stop it, both of you! We all know what we have to do, we're just too damned afraid to do it!" Sif interjects.
"We must go. We must find Thor," Hogun decides for them.
"It's treason, Hogun."
"To hell with treason, it's suicide." Volstagg added, nervously. "Now, shh! Heimdall may be watching!"
Suddenly, the door opened, fearing the worst the warriors turned, but were surprised by who they saw.
"I need your help, and I have a plan. I think Uncle Loki might be going a bit insane, so we need to get my Uncle Thor back to make him feel better," Elena walked in confidently, hands on her hips.
"Aren't you supposed to be in bed." Fandral quipped back.
Elena sighed as she folded her arms, "Aren't you supposed to be dying, I heard you crying like a baby all the way from the Bifrost."
"Alright!" Sif interrupted, "She's right. We have to go and get him."
"But it's treason!" Fandral reiterated.
"Thor would do the same for us." Sif replied.
"What's the worst that can happen. Uncle Loki will just send you lot to prison for a while, it'll be like a mini retirement. And I'll visit you," Elena tried to lighten up the mood.
The heavy door swung open once more, as a guard enters. They all tense up as they spun around.
"Heimdall demands your presence."
Volstagg quickly drains his flagon of ale. "We're doomed."
Sif, the Warriors Three and Elena enter warily, seeing Heimdal stand intimidatingly before the Observatory's controls. Glaring at them accusingly.
Volstagg starts, "good Heimdall, lets us explain..."
Heimdal interrupts, "You would defy the commands of Loki our King, break every oath you have taken as warriors, and commit treason to bring Thor back?"
The four exchange nervous glances, the youngest not really caring for whatever punishment they would receive -knowing she would just get bailed out of it.
