Chapter one:
Hi, my name is Estella, Estella Salestra. Goddess of The mindscape and Appearance. My story is one that many wish they had. Let's start during Thor's first coronation, shall we? Thor finished stirring up the crowd, reached the front of the room, and kneeled on one knee before his mother and father. I was next to my best friend, Lady Sif. Frigga cast Thor an admonishing glance. Thor winks up. She can't help but smile. Odin strikes Gungnir upon the ground with a deafening BOOM. The crowd falls silent. Odin speaks with quiet, effortless authority. He raises Gungnir before him.
"Gungnir. Its aim is true, and its power is strong. With it, I have defended Asgard and the lives of the innocent across the Nine Realms since the Great Beginning. And though the day has come for a new King to wield his weapon -- that duty remains the same. Thor Odinson, my heir, my first-born. So long entrusted with this mighty hammer, Mjolnir. Forged in the heart of a dying star from the sacred metal of Uru. Only one may lift it. Only one is worthy. Who wields this hammer commands the lightning and the storm. Its power has no equal -- as a weapon to destroy or a tool to build. It is a fit companion for a King." Odin shouted at the crowd of people watching us. Then my bestie, Loki, also my crush, looked at me and smiled. I felt my cheeks heating up but not in a sense.
"I can't wait till I'm king," he mouthed. I just smiled back. I hoped at that moment that when he became King, I would be able to be his Queen.
"Today, I entrust you with the greatest honor in all the Nine Realms. The sacred throne of Asgard. I have sacrificed much to achieve peace. So, too, must a new generation sacrifice to maintain that peace. Responsibility, duty, honor. These are not merely virtues to which we must aspire. They are essential to every soldier and every King," Odin continued; Loki started to imitate Odin, then his mother elbowed him. I snorted a bit, then Sif elbowed me, begging me to concentrate. We all knew she had a crush on Thor, but even though she had a tough exterior, she was shy to tell him. And he was too stupid to realize. The Crowd and the Warriors Three started to shiver and rub their limbs for warmth in the increasingly cold air of the hall. Thor turned back to face his father. Odin looked upon his son with pride.
"Thor Odinson, do you swear to guard the Nine Realms?" Odin continued.
"I swear," Thor promised.
"Do you swear to preserve the peace?"
"I swear."
"Do you swear to cast aside all selfish ambition and pledge yourself only to the good of all the Realms?" Thor then beat his hand against his chest.
"I swear." He said a bit more loudly.
"Then on this day, I, Odin Allfather, proclaim you–" Odin hesitated, noticing a strange sight before him. ICE crept across the surface of the large banners around the hall, making an eerie CRACKING sound. I saw it too. Loki took a step back towards me. That's when Odin realized.
"Frost giants..." I muttered to Loki, who shook his head in disbelief. The far-off sounds of a BATTLE echoed in the depths of the Palace below. As Thor races from the hall, Sif, the Warriors Three, Loki, and I reach for our weapons. We entered the Vault, then stared, shocked at sight before us. Shattered and melting, ICE is strewn about the floor. We didn't see the Frost Giants' blue-skinned bodies clearly, just glimpses of their twisted and smoldering remains on the floor. They've just lost a savage battle. Badly. Amidst them, shrouded in shadow, stands the black metal creature, a fiery glow from within it. It was THE DESTROYER. It held the Casket in its hands.
"The Destroyer," Sif muttered.
"I thought it was but a legend," Vollstag said, nudging some random soldier. Odin stepped in behind the Asgardians as the Destroyer set the Casket back on its pedestal. It moved back to its post, the faint, FIERY GLOW extinguishing within it. Fandral looked around the Vault, still at ease.
