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

XI: Ymir's "Audience"

David spun his staff around, while Ymir kept saying things like, "This world rises at my command" and "Your fury brings you closer to death" and a lot of other rubbish. David striked any Jötun who got too close unconscious, which was odd. When I had made Vafþrúðnir, I made it for the sole purpose of being a magnifier for David's chi. Yet now, David was using her to knock people out cold on the first strike. But what was even more confusing to me was the fact that David was making an effort to not kill them, when it would've been faster and easier to kill them.

After nearly an hour of constant fighting, David repulsed them with rainbow-colored flames, then fell to his knees, using Vafþrúðnir to keep from completely collapsing, and began breathing heavily. The remaining Jötun attempted to dogpile him and David slammed the staff into the ground, letting off a tremendous shock wave that made the entire room quake.

No, I thought. Not the room, just that wall.

I studied the area. There wasn't really anything of interest, but those four ice pillars that were now cracked the same amount.

Could it be, I wondered.

"David!" I yelled, as the ice began to take over my head. He turned to me and I almost lost my ability to speak. David's scleras were half black and half white, one of his irises had turned red again and his brown eye's pupil was slitted. "Those pillars!" I managed. "Destroy them and the entire place will fall apa-"

That was all I got before the ice completely encased me, so now I was just a spectator.

So when he's angry he begins to change, I thought. No. He's not angry now and he's in an in-between forms state. That means he can fight it to an extent. It has to be the more negative feelings he has, the more chance he has of changing.

David pulled out Dromi and Vafþrúðnir transformed into a pure white sword. My eyes mentally widened with shock because she wasn't supposed to be able to do that. David twirled the swords, then stabbed them into the floor. A large trench of fire made its way to one of the pillars which completely melted on impact.

"Stop!" Ymir commanded. "I control this Realm!"

"I will tear this place down!" David proclaimed.

More Jötun appeared and David threw both the blades. Both, at first, seemed to be going for one pillar, but, after dismembering some Jötun, they changed paths and cut two pillars at the same times and spun themselves back to David, as if they were actual living things. David caught them both easily.

"You will fight me, Ymir!" David shouted and destroyed the last pillar and Ymir burst through the ice wall, looking like a completely normal human. Well, except for the strange black markings, the dark blue skin, the blue sclera and the yellow irises.

"Gnógr!" Ymir yelled, which I think meant "enough" in Old Norse.

David smiled and dropped both Dromi and Vafþrúðnir to the floor.

"Why do you disarm yourself, child?" Ymir asked. "You think you can save the son of Hades, the daughter of Tyr, the daughter of Poseidon, the daughter of Thor and the daughter of Odin without your weapons."

Ymir looked at a different one of us as he said each god. When he said "Poseidon" he looked at Jamie, when he said "Hades" he looked at Dylan, and when he said "Tyr" he looked at Abby. I don't need to say who he looked at when he said "Odin", do I?

"Well, I do not need weapons to fight a glorified piece of ice." David replied.

"Hmph... Big words, boy. Do you know the old saying 'The sins of the father shall be visited upon the son?'" Ymir asked. "You are a son of Odin. I shall make you pay trillionfold."