You did just as you said. Condemning all of Muspelheim, using your powers so that none may ever leave the realm. Not a single creature, including your father, would harm the peace of the realms.
You studied Continuously, studied subtle Magics, you practiced your skills. You spent most of your time on Svartelheim, a abandoned realm, practicing your skills.
You could reach up to a hundred doubles before it began to weaken your strength. You learned, that if your double is hurt, you felt a slight itch in the spot they were hurt. Once, during a small battle on Alfheim, one of your doubles was killed, it felt like a pinch then, not an itch.
You currently sat on a hill. Legs crossed, hands on your knees, balancing both of Forti on two fingers in each hand. Your eyes closed, smelling the uninhabited air.
Your telepathy was not exactly as you'd thought. You learned, quickly as word of your help around the realms grew, that when a person thought of you, you heard them.
Wether your name was spoke of simple thought, you heard it as if they were right beside you, and as word of the traveling goddess spread, you heard them more frequently.
You took deep breaths, clearing your mind.
"Shivanaala!" You jumped, both swords falling and you sighed. You closed your eyes and concentrated, the voice you heard was of a young Asgardian girl, Kana, whom had called on you once when a bully had taken her favorite stuffed lamb.
You could see her, she was smiling brightly looking up at the sky. "Shivanaala!" She said in a singing tone. You smiled to yourself, and picked up the swords crossing across your back, and clutching the other.
You swung the sword around your head, then went to pierce the ground, only to pierce to ground of Asgard, right in front of the small child.
She giggled, and you heard several gasps of small children and turned. Behind you stood at least five little girls and boys, jaws dropped. You raised a finger to your lips, politely telling them to be quiet as a cloak appeared on you, covering your head, they quickly nodded.
You turned to Kana. "You called?" You Smiled and she smiled hugging your neck. Placing your second sword crossing over the first on your back, under your cloak, you decided to spend some time on Asgard.
Away from Muspelheim, your fire giant form dispersed, and you had (H/L) (H/C) hair, and (E/C) eyes, and beautiful (S/C) skin.
You walked along side Kana through the village. "Why have you called me?" You asked, your pinky linked with her tiny one as you walked.
"Have you not heard? Thor is being sworn in tomorrow! I was hoping you would come... I can't get into the castle to watch- but I thought maybe if you took me!"
"Now Kana," You said squatting to her level. "I've not been invited to the ceremony, it would be rude of me to just make an appearance."
You said. She pouted. You sighed.
"Well, I suppose if I were to talk with the Allfather, and your mother, perhaps," you said and she smiled greatly clinging to your words.
"Maybe, I can try to make it work." You Smiled and she squealed jumping up and down. You attended lunch with Kana and her family, whom agreed of her going if possible.
When word spread that you were on Asgard, perhaps by Heimdall or by the children, you were quickly sought out by the royal guards.
You stood playing catch with Kana when the they approached you. "Miss Shivanaala," Said the gaurd, Kana Quickly took the ball and ran off, knowing the drill.
"Odin has requested your presence." He spoke.
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Ashes (MCU/Loki fan fic)
FanfictionShivanaala, flame goddess. (Shiv- uh- nah- luh) Your name meant auspiciousness fire. You were the daughter of Surtr, ruler of Muspelheim. Fire giant. But you weren't so giant. Being looked down upon by your parents your entire life, you strive...