My Mighty Thor

Part 12

^^ That's how I picture Camila's outfit ^^ (NOT MINE)

Sif, Camila, and the Warriors three, battered and shell-shocked, still reeling from the day's events, sit before a roaring central fire. 

Hogun reaches into the flames, pulls out some fragile healing stones. Neither the fire, nor the stones burn him. As he carefully places the stones over the wounds of his comrades, the stones begin to glow. He crushes them to a powder. His comrades' injuries heal up at the glowing powder's touch. 

Fandral winces in pain as Hogun heals his gaping wound. 

Volstagg looks at the skin on his arm -- healing, but still blackened from the necrotizing touch of the Frost Giant. 

Camila watched him, then stares at her own arm, where the Giant's touch turned her skin blue. It's undamaged, back to its normal color. 

"We should never have let him go." Volstagg winced in pain.  

"There was no stopping him." Sif sighed.  

"At least he's only banished, not dead. Which is what we'd all be if that guard hadn't told Odin where we'd gone." Fandral groaned.  

"How did the guard even know?" Volstagg questioned.  

Camila stared at her arm. "I told him."

"What?" Fandral gasped.  

Camila scoffed. "I told him to go to Odin after we'd left. Though he should be flogged for taking so long." 

"You told the guard?" Volstagg glared at her.  

Camila sent him a death glare back. "I saved our lives! And Liam's. I had no idea Father would banish him for what he did." 

"Camila, you're the only one who can help Liam now. You must go to the Allfather and convince him to change his mind!" Sif smiled.  

"And if I do, then what? I love Liam more dearly than any of you, but you know what he is. He's arrogant. He's reckless. He's dangerous. You saw how he was today. Is that what Asgard needs from its King?" 

The others exchange glances and are torn. 

Camila has a point. She left the room leaving everyone thinking.

Hogun stares after her. 

"She may speak about the good of Asgard, but she's always been jealous of Liam." Sif rolled her eyes.  

"True, but we should be grateful to her. She did save our lives." Volstagg said while eating a turkey leg.  

"Laufey said there were traitors in the House of Odin," Hogun spoke. The others turn to the usually quiet Hogun. 

"Why is it every time you choose to speak, it has to be something dark and ominous?" Fandral asked sarcastically.  

"A master of magic could easily bring three Jotuns into Asgard." The others look to Hogun, understanding the implication. 

Volstagg gasped. "No! Surely not!" 

"Camila's always been one for mischief, but you're talking about something else entirely," Fandral spoke quietly. 

"Who else could elude Heimdall's gaze with tricks of light and shadow?" Sif smirked.  

Volstagg smiled. "The ceremony was interrupted just before Liam was named King." 

"We should go to the Allfather," Sif spoke taking the dust off her wounds.  

"And tell him what? 'Oh, by the way, we think your daughter just betrayed the throne. And do us a favor. Bring back, Liam. There's a good fellow!'" Fandral rolled his eyes at the three.  

"It's our duty. If any of our suspicions are right, then all of Asgard is in danger." Sif glared to Fandral. 

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Camila heads into the Vault and sees the Casket of Ancient Winters sitting on its stand. She walks over to it slowly and reaches out to it to lift it between his forearms off its pedestal. As she does, a blueness spreads from her arms, across her body. The latticework behind the Casket starts to separate, the Destroyer rousing. A fire starts to glow within its black metal armor, as it rattles to life, but Camila ignores it -- the blueness spreading further, consuming her whole body. 

"Stop!" Camila turns and sees Odin hurrying into the room, the Destroyer goes motionless, the latticework rejoining before it. Odin eyes Camila with dismay. 

"Am I cursed?" Camila questioned with a shaky breath.  

"No." Odin replied, "Put the Casket down." 

Camila sets the Casket back upon its pedestal, her body quickly returning to its normal form and color. She stares at her father. "What am I?" 

"You're my daughter." 

"What more than that?" Camila turned looking at him.  

Odin doesn't answer. He looks suddenly weary, burdened. 

Camila sizes him up and realizes the truth. "The Casket wasn't the only thing you took from Jotunheim that day, was it?" 

Odin looks her in the eye. He can deny it no longer. "No. In the aftermath of the battle, I went into the Temple, and I found a baby. Small for a giant's offspring -- abandoned, suffering, left to die. Laufey's daughter." 

Camila is sent reeling by the revelation. "Laufey's daughter..." She desperately struggles to make sense of it all. "Why? You were knee-deep in Jotun blood. Why would you take me?" 

"You were an innocent child." 

"No. You took me for a purpose, what was it?" Odin doesn't answer. "TELL ME!" 

"I thought we could unite our kingdoms one day, bring about an alliance, bring about a permanent peace..." He paused, "through you. But those plans no longer matter." 

"So I am no more than another stolen relic, locked up here until you might have use of me." Camila started to let the tears fall.  

"Why do you twist my words?" Odin groaned.  

"You could have told me what I was from the beginning. Why didn't you?" 

"You are my daughter. My blood. I wanted only to protect you from the truth." 

"Because I-I am the monster parents tell their children about at night?" Camila was full on crying at this point.  

"Don't..." Odin tried to speak to her.  

"You know, it all makes sense now. Why you favored Liam all these years." 

Listen..." Odin spoke softly 

"Because no matter how much you claim to 'love' me, you could never have a Frost Giant sitting on the Throne of Asgard!" 

Odin's body begins to shake, he lifts his hand. It starts to move out of synch temporarily, leaving a trail, the effect of the Odinsleep approaching. Camila doesn't notice as Odin tries to fight it off. "Listen to me!" 

Camila strides away towards the exit. 

"Camila!" Odin starts towards her when the enormous mental, emotional, and physical strain of recent events finally takes its toll. The effect of the Odinsleep consumes him. His entire body now moves out of sync with the rest of the world, leaving trails behind him as he staggers backward. Odin falls back against a wall, his face contorting in a scream. He collapses to the stone floor. 

Camila is shocked and hurries to him. She takes Odin in her arms and calls out. "Guards! Guards, please help my father!" 

Any predictions for the next chapter? I don't know if this story is very predictable or not because I am being inspired by the movie. Tbh I don't even know what the next chapter is going to be about.