Ragnarok Unwound: The Awakening

Chapter 18

Hel fumed silently, pacing back and forth in her throne room. Before her, on their knees, was none other than Sigyn. Baldur and Nanna sat not very far away on odd vibrant pillows that contrasted the dull and dark hall.

"Explain again," Hel's voice was deathly still as she came to a halt. She turned her head so that her more living side showed and her large purple hood hid the rest. Sigyn straightened.

"Your mother has returned. She helped your father escape and attacked me."

"And this is my problem?" Hel questioned, desiring to avoid whatever was happening.

"This isn't it, something feels wrong Hel." Sigyn explained. Hel raised a brow, aware of what she was speaking of. Loki's escape had long since been fortold.

Hel was also aware that something about all of this was off. Her mother suddenly returning, the strange giant she could have sworn she saw, and most notable; Baldur's strange behavior. If it was all connected to her father's escape, what did it all mean? Hel felt a great discomfort.

"I will not fight against my parents." Hel stated coolly, gesturing of Sigyn to stand. Sigyn shook her head.

"You know I would never ask you to do that! The reason I came to you instead of the Aesir is because I fear for Loki. I was hoping that there was some other-"

"You may stay here, Sigyn. We shall have no part in this war. It is the least I can do, considering you stayed with my father so long." Hel cut her off. Without another word she turned on her heels and began to walk back to her throne.

"But Hel, what about-"

"We're staying out of the war!"
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Tyra watched with a mirthful grin. David and his goons charged furiously through the main hall. His entire front side was covered in fresh ink and murder was in his eyes. Tyra adjusted herself on the pillar and watched his tantrum. He shouted furiously, demanding to know who was responsible. He shoved and threatened everyone in his way.

Tyra laughed silently. That was, till she saw him storming towards Claire. Tyra quickly jumped down from the small pillar.

"Don't take another step towards her." Serena's voice cut the tension in the air. She appeared from the nearby hall and quickly jumped between the two, her eyes steel with resolve. She drew her sword, extending to keep David at bay.

"Did that little bitch do this?" He spat venomously, causing Claire to flinch. Serena's jaw set, Tyra could tell she wasn't going to answer. She wasn't sure if Serena was protecting Claire, or if she was protecting her.

David stepped closer and Serena pressed with more force. Blood slowly trickled down his ink stained tunic. Not once did their eyes move from each other. Tyra could feel a threat in the air.

"I did it!" She confessed, moving closer to them. David's eyes shot towards her, full of ill intent. A disgusted sneer spread across his lips.

"I knew it was one of you! I'm sick of you little brats. Keir isn't here to protect you anymore! You do well to remember that girlie." He snapped, reaching out and grabbing her by the collar. Tyra scoffed, trying to pretend that she wasn't scared.

"You wouldn't risk pissing off Freya and Skadi!" She snarled, trying to act as tough as Keir would be in the situation. David's grip loosened slightly at that, a brief flash of panic in his eyes. Tyra smirked.

"I've had it with you spoiled brats!" David hissed, shoving her back harshly and letting go. He began to pace back and forth furiously. Eventually a horrible smile began to cross his face.