The Eternal Valkyrie: War of the Realms (HTTYD fic)

Part 21

Chapter 20

"WHAAATTTTTTT!!" Laufey was shocked out of his tale as the twin menaces invaded his personal space screaming in unison.

"You said you met Loki!" Tuffnut shouted.

"So where was Loki?!" Ruffnut added with a tilt of her head.

"I'm getting to that!" Laufey exclaimed as he drew back. Astrid and Hiccup yanked the twins back in their seats as Fishlegs and Snotlout merely stared at their outburst. Heather patted Windshear as the hatchling let out a confused yip.

"Who knew they worshipped Loki so badly." Snotlout whispered as Fishlegs nodded. The twins were clinging to the table as they wanted to hear the rest of the story. Fishlegs thought Jerry had done a marvelous job of distracting them when they found out who he really was.

"I was....... Getting to that." Laufey mumbled. "Skuld said it was my best bet to talk to Loki and I did talk to Loki....... Just not in the form that I wanted."

"Well what happened?" Both twins asked eagerly. Laufey coughed before continuing his tale.

----------------Flashback Continued-------------

Laufey grumbled as he closed the door of the tavern, not willing to slam it to draw more attention to himself. It was still raining outside and it might have even intensified.

"Waste of time," He grumbled under his breath as he started trudging back to the Bifrost station. The rain was loud in his ears and that was why he didn't hear the footsteps behind him. Nor feel the knife in his back before it was too late.

"Ah!" Laufey clutched the wound where the knife was still embedded in his lower back and turned to face his assailants. Blood seeped out of it as he narrowed his eyes at three hooded Dwarves. "What do you want?" Laufey asked shakily as he tried to stem the blood flow but since the wound was on his back it was very difficult.

"You dead, you filthy Jothun!" The Dwarf in the middle shouted as he brandished another dagger. "Your kind is a disease!"

Laufey prepared himself for another attack and mentally berated himself for letting his guard down. It was however a certain female voice that stopped everything.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you," The female Dark Elf Laufey had seen at the bar said in a commanding voice as she approached.

"Stay out of this elf!" The Dwarf shouted over the rain that was coming down. Laufey blinked and then wobbled. It seemed the bloodloss from the wound was more than he anticipated. He mentally whacked himself as this was no situation to just lay down for a nap as one bled out.

Laufey's breathing was getting more labored as he heard the female Elf say "Unfortunately I can't do that. You have one chance to leave peacefully or I will kill you all." This got a laugh from the Dwarves as they regarded her.

"This slip of a thing?" One of the Dwarves called out as they regarded her dismissively. Meanwhile, Laufey actually stumbled as blood flowed freely down his back and legs, the dagger must have penetrated one of his vital organs. "Well don't say I didn't warn you...." The Dark Elf mumbled as two magic circles materialized in front of her hands.

Laufey's red eyes widened as the raindrops in the entire area started turning to ice and coalesce. It had been millennia but he recognized this particular type of magic signature. 'Jothun Magic' his mind supplied as the coalesced ice crystals turned into icicles. 'How did this Elf know Jothun magic? Not even he or any other Jothun knew Jothun magic.' He pondered this as his vision started to blur. The last thing he saw was the Dwarves taking several steps back as the icicle rain was aimed at them. The blood loss finally caught up with him. No matter how big Laufey was, too much blood lost would spell the end for anyone. As darkness consumed him he heard screams and then a distinctly male voice said "Oh dear, what am I going to do with you?"