[2] Just A Lost Girl | Avallone the Avenger

CHAPTER FIFTY-NINE

Avallone's P.O.V.
The place I woke up in was strange, and what was even more so was that I was wearing completely different clothes.
I was in a dress.
The place I woke up in was a small room with four completely identical walls. They all looked the same, a piercing white. There were no windows or doors that were visible, but despite that, I could feel stares crawling all over me.
"Hello, where am I?" I called, not trying to sound desperate, which surprisingly worked. I sounded calm and collected, though that was the complete opposite of how I felt.
I didn't receive an answer, which was expected. Who is really going to answer the prisoner anyway?
Suddenly, one of the walls phased, yes phased, into a shimmering yellow wall. It looked like one of the holograms I would see in Tony's workshop.
"Welcome mortal, to Asgard," a deep, booming voice said, capturing my attention. In front of the yellow hologram stood a stocky man with a golden eyepatch and a crisp white beard. Instantly, my mind informed that this, before me, was King Odin. I guess that dorky obsession with Norse mythology that I had in middle school really paid off.
"Your majesty," I said, giving my best curtesy. I wasn't very well practiced, but it was good enough for me.
"Ah, so she has told you about me," Odin said with a sad smile.
I frowned, but quickly replaced it with an apologetic smile. "No, your majesty, I am afraid that she has not. I know of you through the books we have on Ear- Midguard."
He acknowledge my slip up with a firm nod and took a step closer.
"She told me that you were coming."
"Mother Frigga visited you?" I gasped, not realizing my mistake until too late.
Pain scurried its way onto his face and nestled there, like a family of unwanted mice.
"Your majesty, forgive my -"
"Enough!" He exclaimed, stomping his foot on to the ground with a lots bang. "I do not wish to hear your voice again. Listen to me, Midguardian. You are only here at the request of my wife, and until she gives me further instructions, you are to remain in this cell until you rot," he sneered at me, and quickly turned on his boot cloven heel, hurrying away.
I slumped against the far wall, and rested my head in my shackled hands.
"Dear, dear child. He is a stubborn man who will only do things that will benefit him, but I will tell him at once what I am planning for you," Mother Frigga's voice explained, floating to me in that miserable cell.
"Please hurry," I whimpered.

~

"Rise, Midguardian," a voice commanded me. It wasn't the All Father's though. It belonged to a much younger owner.
I glanced up to see blonde hair falling over one of the Warrior's face like a waterfall.
"Are you Fandral?" I questioned, even though I knew I would be punished for it later.
He stopped mid stride to look me over. "Yes, what of it?"
"I have heard many tales of you, Lady Sif and the other Warriors from Thor," I replied, glancing up at him sheepishly. I could not predict his response.
"Th - Thor, as in the mighty oaf that is my good friend?" he asked, suddenly sounding jovial.
I nodded enthusiastically. "Yes, we are living together back on Midguard."
"How very delightful this news is," Fandral exclaimed, linking my arm into his and dismissing the guards. Even though I am no criminal, I do curse the trustworthiness of this man. "I am completely convinced that this will change the All Father's mind."

~

"This does not change anything!" Odin shouted, leering at me from his throne. Slowly, Fandral unhooked my arm from his and fled the throne room. Well, at least he has his wits about him now. "Anyone can befriend Thor on Midguard! Your friendship is but a petty relationship."
"Your majesty," a voice cut in, pausing the All Father's tirade for but a moment.
"Yes, Heimdall?'
A dark skinned man clad in golden armor stepped forward, his sword almost menacing. This is Heimdall, who can see all and is the keeper of the bifrost.
I could almost bow in his presence. But that would be foolery: bowing for him instead of the King.
"Thor and Loki have entered the castle."
My heart started to race, and I whirled around, only to be stopped by the shackle that bound me.
"What?!" demanded the King. His face took a dark shade of red as he rose from his throne and made his way over to the great hall doors. He turned, only to give the command that I be imprisoned in the Odin-sleep chambers.
I was yanked along by my shackles to behind the throne, where the walls opened to reveal a room.
"Goodbye, m'lady," my keeper said, shoving me gently into the room and sealing the doors behind me.
I scurried to the golden doors, to beat upon them, but it was no use.
Sighing, I collapsed onto a chair that was places beside the bed.
"There, there child. All will be righted soon," Mother Frigga comforted. She wasn't with me, but she was speaking to me. I guess it was easier to appear to m on Earth than here, where she died.
"Oh Mother Frigga, I don't understand! Why is this happening? What have I done wrong?" I exclaimed, throwing my hands into the air.
"Nothing, and I shall get you out of here. One moment, and -" she stopped speaking as I was transported out of the chamber and into the throne room "Done."
The word echoed through the room and the guards froze, terrified by the dead woman's voice.
I quickly looked down to find my hands free.
"Thank you," I whispered under my breath as I picked up my many skirts and raced out of the chamber.
Only to bump into Lady Sif.
"Oh, watch - aren't you supposed to be in prison?" She asked, tilting her head. I took her pause to make a run for it.
Curse these long skirts.
I made my way quickly down many hallways, with Mother Frigga's help, and I soon came upon King Odin, Thor and Loki.
"Avallone!" Loki cried, rushing to meet me.
"Lady Avallone, I have found you!" Thor exclaimed at the same time, hurrying forth as well.
Behind me, Lady Sif crashed into me at the exact same time that Loki and Thor embraced me in a hug, and I was crushed.