The Hell of the Nine Realms: Book 1: The Mystery of the Odinsons

Chapter I: David Pounds Me

Hi, Reader of my story. My name is Raelin Connelly and I'm a... Well, I don't know exactly what I am. At least not during the time I began writing this (The guy - yes, apparently I even have to do it here, even though his name is a sentence below - said I should always play the "pronoun game". Ugh). I don't even know why I'm still writing this or, rather, why I should be writing this. But my friend - David - insisted that I do, because, in his words, maybe the mortals who read this would be able to recognize when something supernatural was going on. But I don't know where to start, so I guess I'll do what he advised and start where it began.

The day was already bad enough before Lizzy and Dylan were pulverized by an ancient god.

I was sparring with David Reeves before it all happened. We were both using the energy from space while we were fighting. But I couldn't land a punch and I had the distinct feeling he wasn't even trying, which was so infuriating.

"You fight like my grandpa!" I suddenly shouted to throw him off his game.

He stopped halfway into an attack to laugh, letting me hit him in the face. He groaned a little bit, before resuming laughing. "You fought your grandpa?" he asked. "Seriously?"

"What do you think?" he shook his head, I nodded, we resumed.

He put me on the defensive. I could barely keep up, then he pushed me and I lost my balance. He offered me his hand, and I gestured "no" and got up.

"You are improving." he commented.

I scoffed as he smiled. He walked to his wheelchair and sat in it. A year ago a maniac named Ali stabbed David in the leg with my sword Dainsleif, which had been a gift from David to me. He had given it to me under the justification that only someone with my lineage could possibly wield it (though I didn't know what he meant). The sword never failed to cause fatal wounds or (if it somehow did - like with David) injuries that never heal. So when he was stabbed, his leg was permanently damaged. At first, Lizzy and David (strangely) acted like it was no big deal, saying that his leg would heal in no time. Then days passed, then months where David was unable to use his legs, finally prompting panic from him and making Elizabeth (or as she "prefers" (as in call her her real name and she'll break your bones) to be called "Lizzy") - David's older twin sister - doggedly started looking for something to heal her little brother's leg.

I picked up my Thor shirt (which David had bought for me at Hot Tropical for almost $30. He kind of spoils us since he has an apparently bottomless amount of money in a bank) and handed David his black cotton jacket which Jamie Azure - a girl who acted incredibly weird whenever she was around him because she's (obviously) in love with him (but David's too clueless to pick it up. Typical).

As he put it on, I took the moment to study him. His upper body was riddled with scars from his time in the Uppruni Univers - don't ask me what that place was like because he rarely talked about it, saying we couldn't "possibly comprehend any of it without having experienced it first-hand". He was pretty slender with muscles that were only really noticeable when he flexed, but he still had amazing strength, though he was still weaker than his sister in the physical strength department. His skin complexion was so light, he looked mixed. He was handsome in a looks-older-than-he-actually-is kind of way. I even kissed him a few times when I saw him for the first time since high school, just before the injury to his legs, though we agreed nothing would happen between us before that. He was a lot more slender than any guy you'll meet, taller (about 6 foot), and had more facial hair than someone his age, which was fourteen. He liked to let his hair and beard grow out until it got incredibly unruly, then shave so much that he looked almost bald, but with some stubble. He had shaven sideburns that connected with his small beard. His mustache was lined and brushed and his under-lip hair was just unruly.