Heather's POV
Brianna and I locked ourselves in her room. She was about to turn control of her body over to the spirits. We made small talk for a while until she began to shake.
"It's starting," she sighed. Her hair had almost a glow to it as her eyes glazed over all white. It was freaky. Her voice changed in an instance.
"B-Brianna?" I asked timidly. She sat in silence for a moment.
"Heather...." she choked out. "Why did you let them kill me heather?"
"What?" I squeaked.
"You let them kill me after I raised you! then you lie to your people to come live here with those who gave you up?" she seemed really angry. I assumed that the spirit of Laufey had found his way to her.
"I'm sorry but I am rightfully an Asgardian," I told her/him. she slammed her fist on the bedside table.
"You are a trader and you shall die a traders death!" she screamed. She ran at me and tried to tackle me. I spilt up the room with a wall of fire. She fell back and hit her head. She got back up slowly and sat down. Her eyes looked normal for a moment but glazed back over into the icy white.
"You need to protect him.... keep him safe... my son.... keep him safe...." she whispered.
"Wh-who?" I questioned.
"Loki," she mumbled before passing out. Loki's mom just channeled my best friend to tell me to protect him... then she passed out.... woah. I checked her to make sure she was alive and just covered her in her blankets. I laid next to her in case she woke up and was having issues. Other than her trying to kill me and meeting my boyfriends mom through her, it was an ok evening.
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Taken From Destiny
FanfictionHeather is in Jotunheim and Loki is in Asgard. Is it where they truly belong? Will they even find their place in these worlds or will fate bring them home?
