A Mother's Tale

✅Ch. 1: Midgard & an Old Foe

You race into the blinding snow as the wind picks up blowing snow, broken branches, and various debris around you. Keeping a firm hold on your toddler son snuggled against you, a firm grasp of your older son's hand, you plow through the raging blizzard that covers your escape. Though blizzards are normal during the colder seasons on Jotunheim, this one was strangely stronger and fiercer than the usual blizzards; yet it was easy for you to traverse through...as if the blizzard were moving with you instead of against you. You shake your head, refusing to pause and ponder on the unnatural phenomenon. You continue your pace, hurrying for what felt like hours, stumbling a bit, then setting off again.

Soon, you come to a clearing. A particular clearing you know all too well. You grimace slightly but continue forward. As you walk up to the seared ground, where your enemy had once set foot to slaughter your kind, you feel a faint aching pain in your chest that vanishes just as quickly as it came. You feel a lump in your throat but push it down so you can speak. You dispel the cloaking ward and invisibility spell before stepping onto the seared ground with your children in tow. You raise your face to the snow-covered sky, sending a silent prayer that you'll be heard, and hope for the best.

"HEIMDALL!!!" you desperately scream to the sky, "I know you can hear me, old man!! Although I cannot command your assistance, I beg for your help in fleeing Jotunheim! Fleeing the life forced upon my children and I with no mercy!"

You fall to your knees, crying as you go to speak again.

"Please, Heimdall!! Help us!! I know you've seen or at least glimpsed what HE has done to us! Especially what he's done to my sons! Please, help us! HELP US, HEIMDALL!!!"

You kneel there hugging your sons to you as you silently hope that you've been heard. Seconds bleed into minutes with no change in the snow nor the familiar presence in your mind. After what feels like hours, but you know is no more than thirty minutes, your eldest son looks up at you with tear-filled eyes and asks in a broken voice, "Did he hear you, Momma? Is he going to help Little Flare? Is he going to save us?"

Just as you're about to give in, a burst of blinding white light surrounds you all! Your eldest son exclaims joyously, "He heard us!" as he wraps his arms around you and his little brother. You look up and see colors aplenty within the white light as you smile with tears streaming down your face, knowing that not only have you been heard, but Heimdall is also assisting in your escape.

"I know just the place for you and your young, Little Star."

The voice came from nowhere and everywhere at the same time. You all heard the voice, and you knew it well.

"Thank you, Old Man." You whisper fervently and with reverence. You could feel the eye roll response from him and had to stifle a giggle as you reassure your eldest with whispered words of encouragement and comfort.

After a few peaceful moments, the Bifrost disappears, leaving you and your boys in a strange and noisy place. You see strange buildings, hear the odd noises around you, and see a few mortals staring at you. Before you can question Heimdall's sanity and where you are, his voice enters your mind again.

"Find the Avengers, Little Star. They can help and protect you. Trust them, even the one that doesn't deserve it."

You tilt your head curiously at the last part before casting another invisibility spell to hide you three from the mortals that tried to approach you. Taking a deep breath, you close your eyes, and let your instinct take over and guide you to safety. After a few minutes of weaving and dodging between mortals, you stop.  Upon opening your eyes, you see a tall metal structure with a multitude of windows and strange writing at the top. As you stare at it, wondering why your instinct led you here, when someone suddenly bumps into you, knocking you and your boys to the ground causing you to lose your concentration and breaking your invisibility spell.