My Asgardian Prince (A Thor Fanfic)

Chapter 12: Yellow Eye

DELIA'S P.O.V

There's a drawing of Delia I did a while back. that's how I imagine her tbh

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"You. . . Think she'll be alright? I mean, she did suffer from a terrible heat stroke, a-and she's not from here. Did you guys find anything about her, doctor?" A female voice breaks through the pitch black barrier.

I do not know how, but I feel as if I am falling deeper and deeper into water. The water is warm, and dark to where I cannot see. But I can see the ebony bubbles emitting from my mouth and nose, though I am not losing any breath. Every now and then, I see a flash of blue eyes. A smile that could beat all smiles, and a laugh that is so very familiar. No matter how much I try, Thor's face does not come into view. I want to see him so badly, it's like I've already forgotten how he looks. Why did mother have to banish me? What have I done wrong?

"No," a males voice sighs. "There isn't anything we can find. We've searched files from around the world, and have found nothing."

"That's so weird. . ." the woman says with awe. "It's like she suddenly came out of the sky."

"You say that you found her in front of your building, unconscious and heatstroked, correct?" The deep voice wonders.

"Yes. She was just in the middle of the road, in some sort of red dress, and was barely breathing." The woman informs with concern laced in her voice.

Why is this Midgardian worrying about someone who they found simultaniously in the paved paths? Does this happen frequently, and if it does, Midgard is a very queer planet. . .

"Have you seen her anywhere before?" The man asks.

"N-no. Just until now, and if I ever did meet a woman, I think Darcy or Selvig probably could've remembered."

"And we don't, btw." A younger voice chimes in. "Yeah, no. Never seen her before. Maybe she's from a different state or something."

"When she wakes up, we'll ask her." An elderly voice says.

Just as the man says, I slightly open my eyes from my long, falling dream of nothing. Yet I am blinded heavily by a very bright light that causes me to groan in pain. When I reached up to shield it away, I feel a sear on my abdominal. "Ouch!" I yelp and sit up.

The group watching me gasps at my sudden movements. I hold my hand to my stomach area as the pain worsens, like if someone is to press hot iron to it. I hiss and clench onto it,"Damn. . ." I seeth.

"Woah," a young female says with a smile. "You sound funny."

"Darcy!" An older woman scolds with a scowl. I notice her and wearily look to the woman, the same one I saw before I had blacken out. She nervously smiles to me, and I can easily tell that it is forced. "H-hi." Is all she says.

"How rude!" I bark to her in an angered tone. "You all dare to mess with an Asgardian goddess!? Does thee know who I am!?"

They all flinch at my tone of voice. The older woman glances to the man in a white coat with a worried express. "It's. . . a side affect to the heat stroke. She's hallucinating."

I am taken aback by what he had said. "I am not hallucinating you foolish mortal! I am the goddess who brings smiles and fun, who is the only reason why you feel bubbles in your chest as you watch people laugh and smile!"

I stood from the bed, and I am clearly taller than everyone here, about two to six inches taller. They all gawked up to me, a look of fear crossing over some of their faces. I smirk at their cowardliness, mortal cannot help but feel the least bit of worry or fright when someone yells at them.

"Uh, ma'am?" The man in a white coat slowly says. He out stretches his arms, trying to calm me down. "Please, there's no reason to get rash-"

"Don't touch me!" I yell. He pulls away and bites his lower lip. "Touch me, and I swear to Odin I will cut you into pieces!"

"Yo, you just can't do that!" The youngest female says. "Just sit down and the doctor will check up on you."

I growl and reluctantly listen to her. The younger female has a look of surprise, then smiles to me kindly. "Alright! Do your biz, doc. I'll make sure she won't be bad."

"What!?" I holler with disbelief.

"Now hush before I yell again!"

I cannot believe I'm listening to this mere and small mortal! I can easily take her down with just a hit that might kill her! "Can you tell me your name?" The older woman asks me. I look to her and scowl at her worried brown eyes. "My name is Jane Foster, and you are?"

"D-" I stop myself in mid-sentence. I can't just tell them my name! "De-Delilah Kuhr."

"Delilah?" The youngest female repeats. "You don't look like a Delilah. Anyways, I'm Darcy. (A/N I DONT KNOW HER NAME SO IM MAKING UP ONE.) Darcy Quivits. And this is Erik Selvig." The one named Darcy Quivits motions to the eldest man. He simpers to me, and I return one.

"Ow!" I yelp again as the doctor touches my abdominal. I look down and with no hesitation, I rip the upper part of this gown open to see what is bothering me. The older man yells;"WOAH." With the younger female. While the male doctor and Jane Foster's eyes widen. A deep scar that seems to be burning on the inside flares with red. I hiss and feel myself sweat with overheating.

"You said she wasn't hurt!" Jane scolds the doctor.

"I-I thought she wasn't! When the nurse checked on her, there wasn't anything-" I interrupt by crying out. The scar seems to shine, along with a pain on my left eye. I fall back and into the uncomfortable bed. I hold both palms to my left eye and groan at how badly it hurts.

"G-get the medics!" The doctor yells.

As I sprawl around in the bed, and after a while, everything just. . . stops. The pain just suddenly disappears, and now one side of everything is black. One eyes seems to see, but the other is just dark. Until I saw faint images flash before me of myself. I'm smiling, laughing, and working on something Midgardian.

"She stopped." Darcy says.

"Are you okay?! Oh my goodness you were yelling and stuff. We were a little scared-" she stops as she sees my face. "Since when did you have a yellow eye?"

I froze,"What?"

"Uh, yeah. . . Like one is yellow and one is green. It's freaky, dude." Darcy says with a smile. "Oh! But cool. Don't worry, you look pretty cool."

I push them aside and look for something reflective. I find a room with a giant piece of glass and hear them calling for me. I quickly look into the mirror with wide eyes. They're right. One of my iris' are yellow, while the other is it's normal emerald green. I reach up to my left eye, this resembles so much as my mother. Why do I have to have something that reminds me so much of my mother.

I snarl at the mirror. I see so much of my mother in me now. It sickens me to see the one person who gave life to me, then ruined it. With a swift movement, I smash my fist into the glass. The mirror breaks like nothing, and begins to fall from it's place. Tears now stream from my eyes as my knees buckle and I crumple to the floor. My fist now bleeds, usually it never does so. But now I'm a mortal, another mortal who has freakish eyes.

Where is mother now when I need her the most?

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A/N ;-; she doesn't know, does she? The last part makes me want to cry. Is it true that Delia has felt the pain of her mothers last moments? Is it true that Delia now has her mothers powers, even if she is a mortal? What'll happen to our Goddess now?

I know this is abnormally short, but I'm sort of in a hurry and I only have time to make the Authors Note. So yeah, I hope you guys enjoyed. Sorry for taking so long to update and if this is crappy. And do people like Darcy's last name? It sort of suits her if you say it out loud. It's funny that in the movies, they don't say her last name unlike Jane and Erik. It's just unknown.

Anyways, thanks for reading, once again, sorry, and please vote, comment and share! Thanks again.