Legacy of Asgard

Words of the All-Father

As the darkness consumed Perseus' consciousness he found himself in a grand hall. His head pounded as he remembered the cheap shot Brynhildr had given him when he turned around.

"I'll make sure she gets what she wants next time," he grumbled to himself. "She wants no mercy, she'll get it."

As he put a hand to his head, he heard a booming laugh around him making his eyes shoot open and quickly made him forget his whining. He looked up again at the grand hall he was in when he saw an older man sitting in a large throne.

Perseus paled slightly as he gazed upon the man, his mind making the connection quickly when he saw the older man in battle armor and a winged helmet. His lone eye informing Perseus of exactly whose presence he was in at the moment.

He composed himself and stood straight before walking over to the throne and bowing, trying act exactly as his mothers had advised him when in the presence of the All-Father.

Odin was silent for a minute while Perseus kept his eyes glued to the floor. The father of the gods watched his grandson carefully trying to size him up for the first time since the boy was a mere infant. He couldn't help but smile at the boy. He was only fourteen yet was well-muscled and already carried himself like a man. He looked like his father with the exception of the midnight black hair, a trait he received from the mortal mother who bore him.

"Rise my grandson." Odin said in a deep voice.

Perseus stood from his bow and slowly looked up and met the eye of his grandfather, waiting for him to speak. Perseus looked around the room only to find it empty, much to his dismay. He had hoped his father would have wanted to see him but apparently not.

Odin noticed the boy's wandering eyes and knew what he was thinking.

"Only by my command is your father not here. It is not time for you to meet him. You have a very long journey ahead of you last child of Asgard and before the end, you will know your father well."

Perseus was a bit disappointed but did not show it as he nodded to his grandfather.

"Do you know why it is your father gave you his most prized possession? The weapon he was not supposed to part with until his death in the Ragnarök." Odin asked.

Perseus raised an eyebrow but shook his head.

Odin smiled, "Because he wanted to my boy. Of all his children, you are his most favored, mortal and immortal alike. He knew the path you must travel and wanted you to have all the help you could. Despite the wishes and orders of the other gods, including myself, he left you Mjolnir before access between the realms was lost, the weapon becoming yours when he did it."

Perseus' eyes widened but he wasn't sure how to respond. He always thought his father was supposed to leave Mjolnir for him and now he wasn't sure what he should say.

Odin's smile grew a bit, "I must agree with his decision now. He has found a worthy heir to wield such a powerful weapon. I have watched you since your birth and seen your every accomplishment and failure. You are truly worthy to be the final child of Asgard and the one who shall make sure our name carries on through the millennia even if access to Midgard is never found again."

Perseus smiled slightly but kept his face as emotionless as he could.

"My lord, why is it that I am here?"

Odin nodded, "Yes, I was wondering when you were going to ask that. First off, you will call me Grandfather, not lord. And the reason I have summoned you is because it is time child."

Perseus was shocked but waited for the All-Father to continue.

"On Midgard, things have been put in motion that cannot be undone. The Greeks believe they know what is to come but they have no idea. They are blind to the whispering in the ears of their enemies. Soon, the threat will grow tenfold and they shall be crushed before they fully realize what is happening." Odin explained carefully.