There were many things River Song hated about her Reality Walking abilities.
She hated waking around in a different body. She'd had many of them to this point, including back in her Home reality. She didn't want different ones.
She never knew as much as she wanted to know. In every word, the people there seemed to know River better than she knew herself. She never got to chose her facts, they were always chosen for her.
There were historical facts that never matched up with what River knew. There was no 'Doctor' in the other Realities, just people like him.
River was never in control of where she went. She imagined this was how it was for the Doctor and his TARDIS. She was a pilot with a destination in mind, but the transportation took her where she was needed. River hated not being in control of where she went. She'd had enough of that in her life.
There weren't any other Reality Walkers. River was alone in all of these worlds.
Except once.
Morgan Spencer.
River remembered that name like one remembers a first love. At the time, River had been a stupid girl with no idea what the rules of Reality Walking were until Morgan hardwired then into River's system (the robot pun was not intentional).
Morgan had been the only one River had ever met.
Which of course was why River should not have been so surprised that Morgan was Terra Stardust. Really, not that big of a jump.
River had wished to spend more time with Terra. According to Terra, it had been centuries for her since SASHA. There was so much that Terra could tell River about her powers. River was used to knowing everything about herself. Her origins, her past, her abilities. Even with that, Morgan Spencer always knew more about River than River did.
Being a Reality Walker would be more information that River needed. Where did they come from? What were their powers originally used for? Was there a reason River could never find one besides Morgan/Terra?
None of those questions would top this one:
What in the Author's name was she doing on Asgard?
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Here, she was in Asgard.
River had spent a month in this place. She hated every second of it.
The people here called her Lady Freyja. River had no idea who Freyja was. They spoke of her being something called Vanir, which River had very few ideas about. River supposed she was lucky that this world let her keep her 'River Song' face. The blonde hair suited for the many fair haired people on Asgard.
She had heard about the Norse gods, she wasn't an idiot. She wasn't sure why she had been dragged into this world. Her last memory was lying in a hospital bed with the Sisters of the Infinite Schism. Terra had been smiling knowingly at River. Next thing River knew she was waking up on an Asgardian bed.
River figured that Terra had done something to send her to this Reality. What was the point of sending her here? River didn't see a point to it. All of Asgard was full of people who were so dense. She spent most of her days sparring with Sif and the Warriors Three.
That had been a good First Day. Apparently Lady Freyja had some experience fighting, at least enough that none of the Warriors were surprised to see River walking on the battlefield. If anything they were surprised by River showing up in an olive green tunic, black pants, and boots. She supposed she was supposed to wear one of their getups. She refused.
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Loki
Fanfiction(Morgan is 198)(Darcy is dead)(Lilac is 8) Lady Freyja tells Loki there is only person that can help him reach his goals. If she knows her well enough, it's that Morgan could never turn away someone wanting helping.