My Sweet Flame

Chapter 3. Help

We walked through the jungle, marveling at the strange plants and animals around us. We had absolutely no idea where we were, but somehow, I didn't really feel threatened by anything  around us. Before we knew it, we'd been walking for almost two days. When we finally sat down again, night had just fallen on the second day.

"Where are we going to go? Unless you have a ship hidden in that green portal-thingie of yours, we're stuck on this planet," I told him.

"Hmm....." He thought for a moment, "I know a place we can go. Out of here. We'll be safe there, Wait here....please." With that, he opened a glowing green portal, and left through it.

As quickly as he left, he came back and transformed into a green eye.

"Help is on the way," Sam told me as he took his place "sitting" on/behind my left shoulder.

I stood in the jungle, questioning my logic on what I was waiting for.

Suddenly, there was a strange presence of someone that I had never felt before. I ignited my twin lightsabers and peered around in the dark, as the strange presence spoke in a deep booming voice around us.

"Do not be afraid, Child; I am here to help you."

I put my sabers back in my backpack, but didn't latch it just in case.

"Who are you?" I called into the dark.

"I am Heimdall, protector of the BiFrost. I am going to bring you to Asgard; Please do not move."

Then, there was a rainbow of colors and light circling me, and I felt I like was flying. As soon as the sensation began, it ended, and I was standing in a large room with a golden walls and a beautiful golden domed ceiling where you could see the stars. I slowly turned in a circle, taking in the view.

"Asgard," I breathed, "It's just like I imagined."

My eyes fell on a young man clothed in gold armor. I turned to face him. He smiled and held one of his hands out to me.

"Come."

I walked slowly over to him and took his hand. He bent down on one knee and took my other hand.

"What is your name, Child? How old are you?"

"I'm Y/N, and I....I'm not sure."

He stood, and we began to walk down the Bifrost. He still had a gentle grip on one of left hand as we walked.

"How did you end up in the middle of the jungle, Y/N?"

I told him the story of the crash, and everything that had happened. When I told him that I had magic and that I was perfectly unharmed after the crash, he stayed silent for a moment before speaking. When he did speak, he said,

"It sounds to me, like you may have the blood of the gods in you. Not many, especially so young, would get out of that kind of crash unscathed."

I told him about Sam. I figured that if he was going to try to help me, he needed to know almost every piece of the story. Sam tucked himself back behind my shoulder again as we reached the gate, and I stayed silent for the rest of the walk into the castle. I was completely awestruck; It was just like what I'd read about it, with its beautiful golden halls and strange marbled columns. When we reached the throne room, I kneeled before the king, Odin, when Heimdall did.

"My King, this child was deserted in a thick jungle on Midguard. I believe her to be powerful, so I brought her here."

Heimdall repeated to him the story I had told when I arrived.

"Come here, Child."

I walked to bottom of the stairs of the throne, unsure of what he wanted with me.

He walked down the stairs, slowly and regally. He bent down and looked into my eyes as he spoke softly to me,

"Now, Could you please let me see your arm? Either one will do." He smiled, "Only someone with godly blood could survive such a thing."

"Ichor?" I asked him.

"Yes. Hold out your arm please."

I held my right arm out warily. He took out a small knife and cut a small slit in my arm.

"Ow!" I yanked my arm back as two drops of liquid fell from the cut. One was deep red, as blood should be, but the other was gold.

"Shall I get the Queen?" Heimdall asked.

"Yes," Odin told him, "Quickly."